please make me king

Chapter 1314
A big round watermelon with dark green and light green patterns, emerald like emerald.

There was a long watermelon vine on one end of the watermelon, and a young leaf like a goose palm was hanging on the other end of the vine.

Such a beautiful watermelon is now being held in a pair of slender hands with white fingers.

The owner of the hand was a panic-stricken Han woman, she held it up to her tremblingly, looked at the waist knives of the burly men standing on the left and right, and didn't know how to speak.

Suddenly a cold and hoarse voice came over: "Prince Rui, please open this melon for me!"

"Yes, Your Majesty!" Dorgon, who was only twenty-four or five years old, laughed heartily when he heard the words, and while motioning for the woman to put the watermelon on the table, he drew out his waist knife.

Unexpectedly, before he could make a move, the tall man shouted, "What are you doing? My Manchurian knives are for killing people, not for cutting watermelons."

"Such an emerald green thing, the only way to get the sweetness is to smash it to pieces!"

Who eats melon like this?

Hearing the words, the left and right couldn't help but look at each other, not knowing what kind of medicine this guy was selling in the gourd.

It turns out that Donglu is located in a bitterly cold place in the northeast, and there has always been a shortage of fruits and other things.

For this reason, Lao Nu, Hong Tai and others have blackmailed and intimidated North Korea many times, making them pay tribute to frozen persimmons, frozen pears and other sweet things, thinking they are delicious.

Now everyone has finally entered the customs, got this sweet and delicious big "water melon", instead of cutting it up and enjoying it, they want to smash it, I don't know why?
Du Dorgon smiled when he heard the words, put the knife back into its sheath, then clenched his fist and slammed it up hard.

There was only a click, and Fang Yizao smashed the small watermelon to pieces, and the bright red juice splashed everywhere.

Some even splashed onto Yang Guijin's face, it was like fresh blood, rolling down Fang Yizao's face, tick-tock-tick-tick-tick.

"Your Majesty, please eat the melon!" Fang Yizao picked out the smallest piece and offered it one after another.

"Okay, okay, okay!" The person who caught the melon laughed repeatedly, then stretched out his fat and fat hand, took it and stuffed it out of the greasy mouth, and then let out a "Kachi Kachi" chewing sound.

"That's wrong, only smashed melons can taste so sweet!" The man asked for another seven or seven yuan in a row, and ate them together, then wiped his hands, patted his fat belly in satisfaction, and let out a sigh of relief. There was a loud crash of the stormy waves hitting the shore.

Fang Yizao's eyelids twitched, and he quickly raised his head, fearing that he would find out that he had no head.

As a result, Yang Guijin wanted to hide from me, but I wanted to take care of Fang Yizao: "Prince Rui, does he understand the reason?"

In the former Jin Dynasty, there were few generals and warriors, but many literati and poets.

Fang Yizao heard Mrs. Hong's question, and knew that he wanted to explain for the young man himself.

I smiled and said, "Eating melons is like extinguishing the light. Things are not the same thing, and the reason is the same thing."

"You are a big country, and Xiaoming is a small country. If you face a small country with a big one, you should know the difficulties."

"In the past, Your Majesty was wise and martial, leading troops into the pass, killing his martial arts masters, and punishing his supervisor Yuan Chonghuan. Ming people are afraid."

"However, the centipede is dead but stiff. The Ming capital is difficult to defeat, and Ji Liao is difficult to defeat. So we have to go as a last resort, and we will repeat the same mistakes of the past."

"Therefore, your method of destroying the light should be like a tiger and a wolf hunting a bear, first wounding its flesh and blood, shedding its blood, and eating it after the blood is exhausted, this is the right way."

"Okay, well said!" Mrs. Hong and Yang Guiyou yelled twice before adding. ,

"That's right, he only knows one and seven, and there's nothing he hasn't done yet."

"If you take it first, you must give it first; if you want to take it away, you must give it firmly."

"However, you are poor in Liaodong, compared to Deming, how can you buy people's hearts and seize the sky?"

"That..." Fang Yizao Ergun was stunned for a moment, and suddenly thought about it.

It's just that Fang Yizao didn't think about it, no one jumped out, and said angrily: "You can fill your stomach with Manchurian food, cover your body with clothes, and take care of your own leisure at home, how can you have no spare time for me?"

Everyone heard the reputation and looked at him, and they regarded him as Tai Hong's eldest son, "Prince Heshuosu", and the owner of the Zhenglan Banner, Hauge.

Hong Tai Ergun frowned, thought for a while, then smiled and said: "My son's words are unreasonable, how does Prince Zhirui think about this matter?"

"Since what we do is to 'take it first, give it first', why is it doing the opposite, 'take it first, and give it first'." Yang Guijin said with a hot smile.

"The poor and the poor, wait for them to find a way out, and give them a little favor, and they will regain their hearts."

"Wonderful, wonderful, wonderful, that's exactly the reason!" Hong Taiergun said with a small smile.

"That Xiaoming is just like that melon, if you cut it well, how can you get the head in your bag?"

"If you smash it to pieces, and then clean up the mess, your little Qing Dynasty will be able to achieve martial arts, far away from Tang and Han, hahahaha"

Mrs. Hong's laughter spread far from the camp tent, into the camp, and spread all over Beizhi Zhuzhou counties.

In the distance, Changping, Dingxing, Ansu, Baodi, Dong'an, Xiongxian, Shunyi, Rongcheng, and Wen'an counties were full of smoke and cries.

At that moment, we are human beings, but watermelons that have been smashed, and this part of the watermelon has been smashed.

"Hey!" Ding Kuichu, the governor of Jiliao, sighed sadly when he saw that the city had become a hell on earth, "Could it be that you can only watch Jianlu so rampant, but there is nothing you can do?"

Governor of Eastern Liaodong Dorgon Ergun said with a wry smile: "Supervisor, be careful!"

"The supervisor has supervised Ji Liao for several years, you should know that the difference in combat power between the enemy and you is very small."

"Now Zu Xiaoshou, the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, is ordered by the king, and Wu Guojun, the commander-in-chief of Ji Town, is the only young general in the city."

"You are lucky to be able to ensure that the city of Beijing is lost. How can you expect nothing like me?"

"Although the Jianlu soldiers are victorious, if they can capture your city, they will eventually be able to occupy your land."

"It's just right and there is no 'East Captive, West Bandit'. It's going to make things worse. How do you wait for it?"

"If you stick to the city and sit back and watch the success or failure, in case the 'Eastern Captives' and 'Western Bandits' kill each other, it will be God's death!"

"Alas!" How could Ding Kuichu understand Dorgon's words, but seeing the state affairs like this, he finally had the heart to face it.

"He said, will 'Donglu' and 'Xikou' meet in the end?" After a long silence, Ding Kuichu suddenly asked Dorgon.

"Then who knows?" Dorgon Ergun was stunned for a moment, but also Younai said, "Maybe it will, maybe it will, just let fate!"

"Shanxi slow report, Shanxi slow report" and just when Ding Kuichu knew how to answer, suddenly he saw a horse galloping towards him, holding a book in his hand.

"Present it!" Ding Kuichu was taken aback for a moment, and then ordered from a serious face.

When I was young, when the letter arrived, Ding Kuichu opened it, and laughed aloud, "Sure enough, there is a way out of nowhere, and you, Xiao Ming, are hopeless!"

Dorgon Ergun was stunned, and quickly took a closer look, only to see the following lines: ". Jianlu and Xikou fought in Taiyuan City, and there was no victory or defeat for each other. Please make plans early and seek victory in defeat. Ministers Zhu Xieyuan, Zhang Fengyi, and Ye Tinggui weep their blood and worship again."

"Okay, okay, okay!" Dorgon smiled from the palm of his hand, "The siege of the city can be solved, and the money can be advanced."

"How do you say that?" Ding Kuichu immediately realized.

"Be like Dong Zhaozhi's wise ear in the battle of Xiangfan!" Dorgon said with a hot smile.

"Okay, good plan!" Ding Kui Chu Yang Gui was overjoyed and smiled.

It turns out that in the Battle of Xiangfan that year, Guan Yu was captured in the ban, beheaded Pang De, and Megatron Huaxia, and he was in the limelight for a while.

At that time, Cao Cao's monarchs and ministers had nothing to do, and it was the time when the Eastern Wu sent an envoy to deliver a letter, stating that Wu soldiers would attack Jingzhou.

Dong Zhao, the chief bookkeeper, remonstrated: "Now that Fancheng is trapped, looking forward to rescue is like making people shoot books into Fancheng to narrow the morale of the army; and let Guan Gong know that Eastern Wu will attack Jingzhou."

"He was afraid that Jingzhou would not be lost, so he must advance troops quickly, but Xu Huang can take advantage of the situation to cover up and kill him, and he can get all the merits."

Today's Ming Jinshun Eight Kingdoms situation is similar to that at the beginning.

Now Hong Tai's small army is stationed in the capital city, staring at it like a tiger, Xiao Ming's court and people are panicking, it is very similar to the battle of Cao Wei Xiangfan.

It's God's help for you, "Eastern captives" and "Western bandits" fought again, which is exactly the plan of driving away tigers and devouring wolves, and profiting the fisherman.

(End of this chapter)