Haisheng Mingdi

Chapter 364 Anyway
Inside a mansion in Hushuguan Town.

It used to be the residence of the tax eunuch of Chaoguan. It looks low-key on the outside, but in fact it is very luxurious inside. At this time, it became the residence of the Marquis of Zhennan, the admiral of Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and the admiral of the right chamber of the imperial camp.

Tu Guobao met Wang Chuangzi for the first time. He had had several contacts with Huang Chuangzi. When he first saw Wang Xiang, he thought that Wang Chuangzi was Huang Chuangzi's resurrection.

The figure, the looks, even the attire were very similar.

He murmured in his heart, didn't he say that Wang Xiang was just adopted by Huang Degong, why did he look like an illegitimate son?

"What is Tujunmen thinking?"

Wang Chuangzi sat there and asked.

There is a charcoal stove in the house, snowflakes are fluttering outside, but the house is warm as spring.

Wang Xiang's words awakened Tu Guobao, and he quickly calmed down and saluted Wang Xiang respectfully, "I have worked with King Jingnan before and had a lot of contact with him. When I came in and saw Lord Hou just now, I thought it was King Jingnan who had come back to life. Absent, very rude, sorry."

"I do have some resemblance to the prince, please sit down at the military gate."

In addition to Wang Xiang, there is only one staff member in the room.

Tu Guobao only brought the deputy general Cao Hu and the general Yang Guohai.

"You said you wanted to see me, what's the matter?"

Tu Guobao looked at the staff.

"It's okay, this is my confidant and my military adviser, so speak directly if you have something to say." Wang Chuangzi said.

Before coming here, Tu Guobao had a lot to say, but now he suddenly didn't know what to say. Originally, he planned to use the imminent arrival of the soldiers from West Zhejiang to persuade the Ming army to retreat, but he suddenly figured it out just now. Li Yuchun, Zheng Jiwu and others in western Zhejiang were probably part of Yan Wogong's group, so their arrival might be exactly what the Ming army was looking forward to.

"Actually, I have a good relationship with Duke Yan."

Wang Chuangzi ignored him.

Tu Guobao hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and continued, "In the battle of Zhenjiang, I followed the strict strategy to block the way for Bashan Chen Jin and others to break through, and cooperated with the imperial battalion to wipe out the [-] garrisoned Jiangning Eight Banners."

As soon as these words came out, both Cao Hu and Yang Guohai changed their colors.

"Hahaha!"

Wang Chuangzi laughed out loud.

"The Tujunmen are amazing."

At this time, Tu Guobao was determined, and he simply gave up, "Actually, I have a close relationship with Duke Yan, and even have contacts with His Royal Highness Nine Kings. I redeemed Suzhou City three times."

"I know this too." Wang Chuangzi looked directly at Tu Guobao, "What is the purpose of Tu Junmen telling me this today?"

Tu Guobao also looked directly into Wang Chuangzi's eyes, "I know that Mr. Yan, the prefect of Songjiang, Li Yuchun, governor of Zhejiang, and Zheng Jiwu, the admiral, are all members of Mr. Yan. I know that they all respect Ming in secret. Now in Jiangning, sending troops from Songhang and Hangzhou to go north to Su, in fact, we want to destroy the [-] troops stationed in Jiangnan and garrison [-]."

But Wang Chuangzi asked back, "And then?"

Seeing that he was so calm, Tu Guobao realized that he had guessed right. Apart from being shocked, he felt extremely sad.

I am caught in the middle, and I am not a human being inside and out.

Who in the south of the Yangtze River is not transparent?

Rubbing his hands together, Tu Guobao said helplessly, "I'm with Duke Yan, and I've always had a good relationship with the Nine Kings."

"I know."

Wang Chuangzi got up and poured a cup of tea for Tu Guobao, "Otherwise, do you think I will keep surrounding Suzhou without fighting? Really think that your [-] mob and [-] Tartar soldiers can scare me ?”

Wang Xiang looked directly at the national treasure.

Tu Guobao felt dry and hot all over, and his back was sweating.

Now he is in a very passive situation, in a dilemma.

The best way before him is to descend to the Ming Dynasty, but he is not reconciled. In other words, although the Ming army is powerful now, Tu Guobao does not think that the Ming army will be able to recover. He still feels that the strength of the Qing army Still above the Ming army.

Even if the seven thousand and eight banners in the south of the Yangtze River are destroyed, or even Yan Wogong and Zheng Jiwu are enlightened, it has nothing to do with the overall situation.

And he didn't think he could have a better future status after the fall.

People like Liu Liangzuo, Wu Shengzhao, Li Chengdong, Yang Chengzu, and Zhang Guozhu are actually in an embarrassing position after they descended to the Ming Dynasty anyway. Although their official ranks are not low, they have not been able to continue to dominate the town.

But if you don't come down, there is no room for reincarnation.

If, as he expected, the Qing army in Songhang and Hangzhou were all enlightened in secret as early as Yan Wogong, then their northward arrival would be the day when the Qing army in Suzhou was destroyed.

His national treasure will no longer have the opportunity to sway left and right.

Thinking of this, Dou Da's sweat dripped down his forehead involuntarily.

"Tujunmen, are you distracted again?" Wang Chuangzi laughed.

Tu Guobao, Wang Xiang is also quite familiar with. He was born as a private salt dealer, and later entered Taihu Lake as a thief. He was recruited by Hong Chengchou to join the army and fought for many years. The army, followed by the southern expedition, has a very vicious reputation in Jiangning.

He has hunted and killed many anti-Qing righteous fighters, and he is even more greedy and plundered the common people.

But this man, he is not loyal to Ming Dynasty, nor loyal to Qing Dynasty, this is a selfish and greedy person, since he lost Suzhou, he accepted Yan Wogong’s suggestion to redeem the city from the Ming army to redeem the bid , he has long been disloyal to the Qing court.

What he did a series of times was just to maintain his status.

This kind of person, there are many in troubled times, is just a grass that falls with the wind.

But his position is more important.

During the Northern Expedition of the Ming Army, although the Ming Army captured Suzhou three times, Tu Guobao still wanted to maintain his status as the governor of Jiangning and worked hard to maintain it.

But now, the situation is very different.

The Son of Heaven personally besieged Jiangning City, and he knew that Mr. Yan was transparent, and he might even be a senior spy sent by Emperor Ming to break into the Qing court. Jiang Ning was a huge bait.

The same is true for the green camps in Songjiang and Hangzhou.

Now it is impossible for Suzhou to keep it like it did a few times before.

He has to stand aside.

"I would like to return to the Ming anyway!"

After a long time, Tu Guobao finally spit out these words, almost gritting his teeth.

When there was no way to retreat, he finally chose the path that was most beneficial to him.

This is an exquisite egoist, all loyalty is bullshit.

In the past, it was just that the chips for betrayal were not enough.

When there is no way to retreat now, he will surrender after all.

Tu Guobao got up and knelt down to Wang Chuangzi.

Cao Hu and Yang Guohai hesitated, but finally they gritted their teeth and got up, and knelt down together. They and Tu Guobao were not simply subordinates and subordinates, but trusted partners for many years, with the same interests.

Wang Chuangzi just watched calmly.

After a long time, he turned his head to look at the master next to him.

"Vice constitution?"

Du Jianjun is Shen Wenzhong's part-time job, his official is the left deputy capital censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, he was originally a member of the Imperial Council, he is the emperor's confidant, and in terms of power, he is even higher than the admiral Wangxiang.

The three of Tu Guobao looked at the scribe in surprise.

"Let me introduce to you, this is my right deputy capital censor of the Ming Dynasty, Shen Fuxian from the right wing of the imperial camp supervising army and the supervising army's imperial camp."

"Shen Wenzhong." Shen Wenzhong stood up and cupped his hands.

Tu Guobao hurriedly said, "Forgive me for having eyes but not pearls, for having eyes but not seeing Mount Tai."

When they met again, Tu Guobao was willing to go all out at this time, saying that he was willing anyway. In order to prove his sincerity, he also offered to open the city and lead the Ming army into the city as an internal response, and together annihilate the [-] Tartars in the city of Suzhou.

Wang Xiang didn't say anything, and Shen Wenzhong just smiled.

Tu Guobao gritted his teeth, "The last general can find an opportunity to lure Kangkala and other Tatar generals to my office for military discussions, then take them down and kill them, then raid the whole city and wipe them out, and then hand over the city of Suzhou to us. Lord Marquis and the Deputy Constitutional Lord."

Shen Wenzhong finally spoke.

"Not urgent."

Tu Guobao asked, "Master Vice Xian wants to wait for the Songhang soldiers to arrive before doing anything?"

"We'll talk about that later."

Shen Wenzhong pulled Tu Guobao up, poured him tea, and then talked to him about the current situation in Suzhou City, specifically the grain and grass reserves, the number of armor, the number of guns, the amount of gunpowder, the number of residents in the city, the amount of food in the hands of the people, etc. .

He also asked him about the specific situation of the Five Thousand Fubiao and Five Thousand Water Battalion, from personnel to equipment, from training to deployment, and asked about the defense situation of the whole city, the combat effectiveness of the one thousand Tartar soldiers, and so on.

It's no small matter.

Tu Guobao had no choice but to answer patiently.

Shen Wenzhong recorded everything.

Half a day later, Tu Guobao felt that he was like a stripped girl, standing among seven or eight strong men, and felt that he had no sense of security.

Shen Wenzhong closed the notebook very satisfied.

"What Mr. Tu said is basically the same as what I have learned, there is not much difference."

These words made Tu Guobao couldn't help but feel his chrysanthemum tighten.

Next, Shen Wenzhong talked about serious matters with Tu Guobao, and told him that he was not in a hurry to play anyway.

When to do it, how to do it, it is up to this side to decide.

Of course, it doesn't mean that they should do nothing.

Shen Wenzhong confessed a few things, which must be done immediately.

The first is to hand over hostages, and secretly send some sons, nephews or family members of Suzhou military officers to the Mingying side. Of course, the public reason is to protect or reuse loyal children.

The second is to ask Suzhou to quietly let some Ming troops enter the city, disguised as green battalions, and stationed in some key places such as the city gate of Suzhou.

Then there are some requirements.

In general, it is necessary to maintain the current situation for the time being, and not to startle the snake.

Tu Guobao gritted his teeth and agreed, saying that there is no problem.

Taking advantage of the cover of the night, it is no problem at all to let one or two hundred Ming soldiers enter the city at a time. You can definitely hide it from the Tartars. One or two hundred today, one or two hundred tomorrow, and you can let thousands of people in when the time comes of.

Now the Tartars are mainly guarding the inner city, and they only send some people to supervise the outer city, as long as they change their robes, they will not recognize it.

This is to raise those [-] Tartars as pigs.

It's not that we don't want to kill, it's that the time has not yet come.

As for when to slaughter the pigs, Tu Guobao probably waited for the [-] Tatar soldiers from Songjiang and Hangzhou to leave the city, or when they were halfway there, it was time to close the net and start.

The proceedings are over.

Tu Guobao wilted like an eggplant beaten by frost, and finally took his leave and left, with many worries along the way.

Cao Hu and Yang Guohai are similar.

Riding slowly in the vast snow, there is a sense of loneliness and powerlessness.

The world is boundless, and the future is also boundless.

(End of this chapter)