Hundreds of households in Liaodong, covering the light with one hand

Chapter 278 Ming Dynasty Giant Sun Chuanting

"Luo Laizi, what do you think?"

As soon as Wang Ziyong finished speaking, he turned to look at Luo Rucai.

Luo Rucai is currently in alliance with Gao Yingxiang. He is cunning and cunning, and has great ambitions. Because he has a multi-talented mind, "quick" in Shaanxi dialect has the same pronunciation as "lame", so he is called Luo laizi.

"Given the current situation, Wang Qi has gone far away and is no longer in the court. The corrupt scholars in Donglin are ready to make a move. Zuo Guangdou has already sent his students to Beijing. There must be another bloody storm in the court in Beijing. And we are now occupying Shanxi. According to Puzhou, there are Taihang and Luliang to the north, ancient ferries and Tongguan to the south, which can enter Shaanxi and be close to the hinterland of the Central Plains of Henan. It can be regarded as taking advantage of the right time and place."

After saying that, Luo Rucai raised his eyes to look at Wang Ziyong, and then looked at Gao Yingxiang, his green bean eyes full of light: "I only want Hehe!"

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, people's hearts were uncertain. Although Wang Qi had contributed to destroying the country outside, the people still had to eat, right?

You, the Duke of Qi, have made great contributions to the sky, but you cannot fill the bellies of the hungry people in Shanxi and Shaanxi.

In other words, nowadays, external troubles have initially subsided, but internal worries have not yet been resolved.

The people are crying for food, the mountains are thousands of miles away, and the corrupt officials are rampant. For Luo Rucai and others, this is harmony!

Tap, tap, tap!

Wang Ziyong's fingers slowly tapped on the table, appearing very rhythmic.

Gao Yingxiang and Luo Rucai looked at each other and both chose to shut up. At this time, it depends on how the most powerful and famous rebel leader will be chosen.

To be honest, if Wang Ziyong chooses to go south to Huguang, Gao Yingxiang and Wang Ziyong have already decided to set up their own business and create their own world in Shanxi.

"Now there are more than ten families of rebels in Shanxi and Shaanxi with more than a thousand people, plus some scattered soldiers, or Luliang, the bandit leader of Taihang, there are about thirty families." Not long after, Wang Ziyong spoke slowly: "With our military strength, it may be okay to occupy a county government and attack a remote state capital. However, if we encounter the regular army of the imperial court or a large town, we must not fight head-on. Therefore, we must recharge our batteries and accumulate strength. The most important thing. But Shanxi obviously cannot accommodate so many rebels, nor can it support them."

Wang Ziyong pursed his lips and looked at the two of them: "I suggest that in the name of the three of us, we call together the remaining capable rebels, a total of 30,000 people, to occupy this place, collect food, train troops, and build a city! How about that?"

Abandoning some colleagues who have no strength, and either annexing them, expelling them, or annihilating them, in order to strengthen one's own power, this is the right way.

"That is to say." Luo Rucai smiled when he heard this and looked at Gao Yingxiang.

"Go north and capture this place. This will be the beginning of our momentum!"

Gao Yingxiang dipped his finger into the tea in the cup and wrote two words on the table: Pingyang!
  From Jiezhou to the south to Fengling Ferry in Shanxi, there is a rare plain area. If you gather troops here, you will easily fall into strangulation and pursuit, so going north to occupy a big city is the way to gather strength and thrive.

"Heroes see the same thing!"

"I see great goodness!"

When they saw the word Pingyang, Wang Ziyong and Luo Rucai both raised their heads and laughed.

Wang Ziyong laughed three times, then immediately stopped and said seriously: "It's settled. In half a month, we will gather in Puzhou and go north to attack Pingyang Mansion! I will be responsible for summoning Zhao Luan, Li Bodhisattva, and Sun Jingang. Wait, you two gather your own manpower. When the time comes, more than 30,000 people will take over Pingyang Mansion in more than ten days, which will be the beginning of our momentum!"

"Pingyang Prefecture is not enough for us to sit back and relax. We still have to pay attention to the troops and horses in the north and the capital." Gao Yingxiang added two more sentences: "Although Tongguan is a majestic city, one man can guard the gate and ten thousand men cannot open it, but Taiyuan in the north The soldiers and horses are still there.”

"In today's world, except for the Liaodong soldiers, there is nothing else to worry about." Wang Ziyong was extremely confident and waved his hand: "If Liu Wenyi, the commander-in-chief of Taiyuan, dares to come, I will make sure he never comes back!" When it comes to quick attacks, Wang Ziyong is confident that no one can beat the men and horses in his hands - give himself time. It is not impossible to gather a hundred thousand soldiers and sweep the world!

At the beginning, the Li family had the power of Guanzhong, and the king Ziyong had the power of Pingyang. Why not?
  Seeing Wang Ziyong being so confident, Gao Yingxiang didn't know what to say. He just smiled and picked up the cup: "Then we will follow this plan?"

"According to this!" Wang Ziyong chuckled and picked up the teacup on the table.

Luo Rucai also picked up the tea cup upon seeing this.

boom!
  The three of them clinked glasses, tea splashed everywhere, all in silence.

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Snapped!
  Sitting in the post station, Sun Chuanting, who was writing furiously under the dim light of the fire, shook his fingers, and the ink from the pen spilled, immediately staining the white letter paper with a large black ink stain.

The entire letter needs to be written again.

"Alas," Sun Chuanting frowned and sighed, put down his brush, stood up and stood at the window sill, looking at the bamboo and pine forests in the darkness, silent.

Since leaving Puzhou County, Sun Chuanting, who was called to Beijing, has been restless.

I don’t know if it’s because I’m confused about the way forward or because I’m worried about Puzhou County.

In fact, Sun Chuanting did not want to leave Puzhou County at this time. After more than a year of rectification, people's livelihood in Puzhou County, where bandits were once rampant and people were in dire straits, has gradually improved.
  "By entering Beijing at this time, not only will more than a year of hard work in Puzhou be wasted, but bandits will easily reappear. I really don't know what the court thinks?" Sun Chuanting sighed, and saw the ink stain with his peripheral vision, and felt irritated. Even more so.

Everyone knows what the current emperor is thinking.

However, is this method too low-level and despicable?
  Bang bang, Sun Chuanting patted the window lattice with his hand, and after a while he could only sigh heavily.

After crumpling up the letter paper on the table and throwing it aside, Sun Chuanting sat back on the chair and thought for a while before starting to write.

This letter was not written to Ye Xianggao, nor to Sun Chuanting, nor to Zuo Guangdou, or Yang Changsi, but to Wang Qi, Duke of Qi.

Ever since Wang Qi left Beijing, Sun Chuanting had always felt that the world was afraid of great changes. This inexplicable panic made it difficult for this giant in the late Ming Dynasty to sleep peacefully.

If the Duke of Qi can be persuaded to return to the capital, things in the world can be saved. If the Duke of Qi is far away in Zhucheng, Donglin will be in the court, and the eunuchs will disrupt the government, and the world will be in chaos.

Sun Chuanting felt that with Qi Guogong's current status and power, he had been threatened and criticized by Donglin's gang and had not fought back until now. This was already a huge concession.

"Killing one or two people on the street is not a big deal?" Sun Chuanting pursed his lips. When he was in power in Puzhou, he not only killed people on the street. In order to bring peace to the place, he used some means and methods to make heads roll and blood flow like rivers. It's not impossible.

After a long while, Sun Chuanting finally stopped writing, put the letter into an envelope, sealed it and put it aside.

His brows were still furrowed: the government was corrupt, but he didn't know if Yang Changsi, Hong Chengchou, Shi Kefa and others were of the same ideals as him?

(End of this chapter)