Take the warehouse back to the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 586 This is a group of beggars
Wen Tiren knelt in the middle of the front yard, his wife knelt beside him, and the servants of the mansion knelt behind him.

In front of Wen Tiren was an incense table.

Gao Qiqian stood in front of the incense table. He looked at Wen Tiren who was kneeling in front of him, and slowly opened the imperial decree in his hand.

"Fengtian Chengyun Emperor, the edict said: Wen Tiren is fatuous and immoral, and he is now ordered to lead two thousand troops to reinforce Henan. When will the Zhao bandits retreat and when will Wen Tiren return to Beijing..."

Gao Qiqian's voice was high-pitched and high-pitched. After he finished reading the imperial decree, he looked at Wen Tiren, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, his face full of sarcasm.

Hearing the sound of Gao Qiqian, Wen Tiren trembled uncontrollably.

Wen Tiren's wife was streaming down tears, on the verge of collapse.

Although Wen Tiren's wife is a woman, she also knows what it means for Wen Tiren to go to Henan.

"Old Wen Ge, accept the order!" Wen Tiren looked at Wen Tiren playfully.

"Chen, minister, minister!" Wen Tiren's voice kept trembling.

"The minister accepts the decree, thank the emperor for his favor!"

Wen Tiren kowtowed heavily towards Gao Qiqian, his voice trembling and choking loudly.

Wen Tiren raised his head and raised his hands above his head.

Gao Qi smiled contemptuously, then closed the imperial decree and placed it in Wen Tiren's hand.

Wen Tiren's hand following the imperial decree froze there, unable to take it back for a long time.

"Old Wen Ge, let me tell you the truth, Zhang Zhifa, the second assistant to the cabinet, was appointed by His Majesty as the first assistant of the cabinet, and Mr. Zhang Zhifa gave His Majesty a brilliant idea, which is the most suitable idea to deal with Bandit Zhao.

So, Mr. Wen Ge, in my opinion, you should serve the imperial court well in Henan. "Gao Qi Qian Yin Yang said strangely.

When Wen Tiren heard that it was Zhang Zhifa, the expression on his face showed anger, helplessness, arrogance and loss.

"Our family will not delay Mr. Wen, tomorrow morning you go to the Beijing camp to collect the troops His Majesty approved for you.

This trip is far away, and no one knows when Mr. Wen will come back, so let's stay at home and spend time with your family today. "Gao Qiqian dropped a sentence, and then walked out of Wen Tiren's house.

When Gao Qiqian walked out, Wen Tiren slumped down on his face, his expressions twisted together.

"Zhang Zhifa, Zhang Zhifa, I really didn't expect you to be so tolerant. You did it on purpose, you wanted to see me laugh on purpose, why did you say your way after I was punished by His Majesty, you did it on purpose, You do it on purpose.

Zhang Zhifa, I treat you well on weekdays, why are you doing this?Why didn't you tell your method in advance, and why? "

Wen Tiren sat paralyzed on the ground, holding the imperial decree in his right hand, slapped his thigh with his left hand, and roared to the sky with an angry and arrogant face.

Wen Tiren's wife squatted beside Wen Tiren, wiping away tears.

The people in the mansion knelt behind Wen Tiren, not daring to stand up, their faces were full of loneliness and sadness.

The servants in this era are closely related to the master's family. If Wen Tiren is still the chief minister of the cabinet, if they go out, the low-ranking officials will have to give Wen Tiren their face for Wen Tiren's sake.

But if Wen Tiren wasn't the chief minister of the cabinet, then they weren't even farts.

Time passed little by little, and the moon gradually covered the sky.

Wen Tiren struggled to stand up from the ground, looked at his wife with a lonely face, "Oh, it's a sacred order, pack it up, I'm leaving tomorrow. You have to take care of yourself!"

At the end of Wen Tiren's speech, his voice choked up, and there were lights flickering in his eyes.

Wen Tiren's wife was sobbing. She looked at Wen Tiren and was speechless for a long time.

……

The sun rose from the ground, and the capital city was still a bit cold in March.

The rising sun has no heat and can only illuminate the ground.

The chimneys all over the market are emitting hot steam, as if they want to dispel the surrounding cold.

However, this little heat is just a drop in the bucket for the freezing March.

There was a carriage in front of Wen Tiren's house, and the horses pulling the carriage were ordinary rough horses. Although they looked fatter, they could only be used to pull the carriage.

Wen Tiren walked out of the house with a few servants.

"Husband, these are pancakes I baked for you. I took them on the road to eat. I haven't been in the kitchen for many years, and I don't know if the pancakes are delicious!" Wen Tiren's wife carried a cloth bag and put It was handed over to Wen Tiren.

Wen Tiren looked at his wife, sighed, and took the cloth bag from her wife.

"It will be delicious!" Wen Tiren didn't know how to comfort his wife, he hesitated for a long time, and choked out such a sentence.

Wen Tiren put the cloth bag on his body, then raised his hands to his wife and bowed, "I'm going today, please take care!"

Wen Tiren's wife bowed to Wen Tiren, "Husband, take care!"

Wen Tiren stood up straight, left straight away, and got into the carriage.

The servants who came out with Wen Tiren sat on the shaft of the carriage. One of the servants picked up the whip, waved the whip, and made a whip sound in the air, and then drove the horse away.

Wen Tiren's wife looked at Wen Tiren who was going away, with tears on her face.

"Ma'am, it's time to enter the house. The auspicious master has his own aura, and he will definitely be able to defeat the thief Zhao!" The servant girl standing behind her said softly.

"Alas!" Wen Tiren's wife sighed, her eyes fixed on the direction where Wen Tiren disappeared, and she didn't enter the house for a long time.

Although Wen Tiren in history was not a good person, he had a very good relationship with his wife.

Since his wife, Yan Shi, married him, the two of them raised eyebrows and respected each other as guests.

After Wen Tiren left, he headed towards the Beijing camp.

When he came to the gate of the Beijing camp, more than two thousand people were already ready.

Wen Tiren jumped out of the carriage. Looking at the 2000 people in front of him, his face turned red instantly.

"This is two thousand soldiers? These are two thousand beggars, right?" Wen Tiren pointed at the men and women of the Beijing camp who were standing in front of them, stumbling around, and dressed in tatters, with an angry look on their faces.

These people are beggars in the capital, and there is not a single soldier in the capital camp.

There are old, weak, sick and disabled, and everyone.There are grizzled old men, malnourished teenagers, and women holding dolls.

Wen Tiren also thought that the Beijing camp might lose his face, but he didn't expect that they would lose his face like this.

Today's Beijing camp is no longer the previous Beijing camp. Now there is a serious shortage of soldiers in the Beijing camp, and there are good and bad soldiers.

When Chongzhen's order was passed to the Beijing camp, no one in the Beijing camp was willing to go to Henan.

The soldiers in the Beijing camp were not fools. Although they had never fought against Zhao Wen, they knew who Zhao Wen was and what kind of troops they had.

No one is willing to die, and the same is true for these people in the Beijing camp.

Therefore, when Chongzhen's order was passed to the Beijing camp, none of the soldiers in the Beijing camp were willing to go, and even contradicted the superior.

Moreover, many of the Jingying are collateral children or family-born children of the nobles in the capital.

These people are used to pay the military salary. These people can eat, drink and have fun, but if they are allowed to fight, it will kill them.

The big and small commanders in the Beijing camp saw this posture and came up with an excellent idea.

That is to spend money to recruit beggars in the capital, and let these beggars go to Henan for them.

As long as 2000 people are handed over to Wen Tiren, even if these people run away halfway, it has nothing to do with them.

After all, I have gathered all the people. As for running away halfway, it is because you, Wen Tiren, have no ability to restrain these soldiers.

In the capital city at the end of Ming Dynasty, beggars were the most indispensable thing, so people like Jingying could easily gather 2000 people.

These beggars are very hungry, so the Beijing camp staff easily fooled these beggars.

If you can't fool around, then grab it.

"Dare to ask, but Mr. Wen?" An officer in front of the beggar's team came over. He looked at Wen Tiren and asked, clasping his hands.

Wen Tiren nodded, "It's my official!"

"Master Wen, these are the soldiers selected for you by the Beijing Camp. Don't look at the poor clothes of these soldiers, but they are all elite soldiers. These people are very good fighters on the battlefield!" The officer pointed out. Looking at the beggar who was stumbling around behind him, he said to Wen Tiren with a smile on his face.

Wen Tiren's face was gloomy, "Is this an elite soldier? This is obviously a beggar. This is His Majesty's order. How dare you resist it?"

"Hey, I'll give you some face and call you Mr. Wen, do you still think that you are the chief minister of the cabinet now?
I'm not afraid to tell you the truth, I belong to the British government, if you don't give me face, I will let you have no soldiers. "The officer became tough. He looked at Wen Tiren and cursed with disdain, without giving Wen Tiren any face.

Wen Tiren's expression changed again and again, he wanted to leave in a huff, but now the situation was stronger than others, so he had to bow his head.

"Okay, okay, you are really nice!" Wen Tiren let out a long breath, and said with an ugly face: "Wen Er, take these people with you! By the way, what is the military salary His Majesty gave me?"

"Military salary? Hehe, the military salary can still be in your hands? If it wasn't for His Majesty's military salary, where did I get you so many people?

Although recruiting these beggars doesn't cost much money, but these brothers under Lao Tzu's hands are not allowed to eat?It's really a good idea to ask for military pay! "The officer looked at Wen Tiren and kept slandering him.

"Hehe, what military salary? Why don't I know? I've never seen military salary!" The officer pretended to be stupid and said to Wen Tiren in a daze.

As soon as Wen Tiren heard this, he immediately understood what was going on.The military pay must have been swallowed by these people.

Wen Tiren pointed at the officer, wanting to yell at him, but after pointing for a long time, he didn't yell.

"Oh!" Wen Tiren sighed, and got into the carriage.

Wen Er is a servant of Wen's mansion, because he has followed Wen Tiren for a long time, so he was brought out by Wen Tiren.

Seeing this, Wen Er had no choice but to lead the beggars out of the city.

When Wen Tiren walked out of the capital, about half of these beggars ran away.

These beggars were not fools either, although the soldiers and horses of the Beijing camp didn't tell them anything when they recruited them, but when they followed Wen Tiren out of the city, they already thought that this errand was not a good one.

To expect these beggars to go to Henan with Wen Tiren is just wishful thinking.

After walking out of the capital, these beggars ran more than half of the distance.

For these beggars, the money given to them by Jingying has already been obtained, so there is no need to follow this unknown person.

When it got dark, there were fewer than 200 people left.

At dawn the next day, there were less than 50 people left.

On the fifth day, there was no one, and all the beggars ran away.

Wen Tiren was sitting in the carriage, walking along the dilapidated official road, his face was full of helplessness.

"Master, everyone has run away!" Sitting on the shaft of the car, Wen Er said with a embarrassed look on his face as he looked towards the carriage.

"Alas!" Wen Tiren sighed heavily, and then began to curse, "A bunch of bastards, really a bunch of bastards, these people are not from the Beijing camp, they are beggars pulled from the street by the soldiers of the Beijing camp. It's a charge!"

"Then what should we do now?" Wen Er asked.

"What should I do? What else can I do? How do I know what to do? Hold on, what else can I do!" Wen Tiren slapped his thigh with annoyed expression.

Now that things have happened, it is impossible for Wen Tiren to go back to the capital to settle accounts with the Beijing camp.

And if you go back now, no matter what the problem is, you will be against the order and not obeying it.

Resisting the decree and not complying with it is a serious crime of beheading. Wen Tiren has just been dealt with by Chongzhen. If he goes back at this juncture, he will not have to live.

"Let's go, no one is going to Henan, then let's go to Henan by ourselves!"

……

Zhao Wen came to the junction of Shanxi and Henan. He stood on a hillside and looked ahead with a telescope.

Behind him are the soldiers and horses he led.

It's getting late now, and the tents have already been set up.

After Zhao Wen caught up with the soldiers and horses, he asked Zhao Daniu and Liu Wu to lead the soldiers and horses to the west according to the previous plan, while he led the rest of the troops to the junction of Henan and Shanxi.

"My lord, according to the report from Ye Bu Receive, Sun Chuanting built a large number of forts at the junction of Henan and Shanxi, especially between the Yellow River and the Taihang Mountains. These fortresses are numerous and have very thick walls."

Song Hu stood beside Zhao Wen and said to Zhao Wen.

Zhao Wen put down his binoculars, chuckled and said, "If we are dealing with thieves like Li Zicheng, these fortresses built will be of great use, but for us, they are nothing more than chickens and dogs. These fortresses are just a few About the cannonballs."

"Your Excellency is right. Although there are a large number of these fortresses, to us, they are indeed chickens and dogs!" Song Hu replied.

"Okay, let's go back to the big tent first. Rest for one night today, and start to divide the troops tomorrow. When the time comes, you will lead [-] cavalry as the vanguard. Go first, and I will lead the heavy infantry behind!" Zhao Wen said, turning around Body, walked towards the direction of the barracks.

(End of this chapter)