Ping An Biography

The families of Zhang Fu and others are not in Nanjing. When they came back from business, they had no wives and children by their side, so they stayed with two close military officials and asked their servants to prepare a table of food and warm a pot of wine. Cups to while away the evening.In addition to Xue Lu, who was sitting in front of him recently, there was also a general surnamed Wu.

After drinking for three rounds, Zhang Fu mentioned the poem the emperor had memorized, and couldn't help sighing.After hearing this, Xue Lu said with embarrassment: "A few years ago in Changde, the general failed to wipe out the rebels, and today it has caused a catastrophe."

The British Duke shook his head and said: "In the battle of Yuanshui, the defeat of the officers and soldiers should be reasonable. At that time, we didn't know the bandits Zhang. Soldiers who have not known the battle for a long time, now it seems that the chances of winning are not much. But last year's battle in Jiujiang was somewhat regrettable."

Xue Lu said: "Last year, the imperial court mobilized hundreds of thousands of troops, and the Duke ordered the troops to attack in three ways. The success was on the verge of failure. Why did this happen?"

"I'm afraid it can only be luck." Zhang Fu shook his head and sighed, "At that time, the old man also thought that he had a chance to win. Although the Huguang rebels had sharp weapons and wicked tactics, I knew about it a long time ago; anyway, there were nearly 1 rebels at that time There are many people, but the surrender of the Han King in Jiujiang and the tens of thousands of new recruits in Wuchang are not comparable to the elite officers and soldiers. The only ones who are difficult to deal with are more than 10,000 real bandits. Our army of [-]+ has trapped the real bandits in Jiujiang. The ground is impenetrable. The battle has been delayed for several months, and in the end, the soldiers will be defeated and retreat without success...In retrospect, only one of the results is in my favor, why is this?"

Zhang Fu fell into memory, "Zhu Mian misunderstood me. In the battle of Ewang City, the elite of the Fifth Army Battalion of Shenji Battalion should not have been annihilated by Zhou Mengxiong's new army. Even if Zhou Mengxiong used his troops like a god, as long as Zhu Mian did not make mistakes, he would not There was such a result. It was clear that the situation that must be won was reversed; and the Datong elite soldiers and other troops who besieged the northwest corner that day, 2 people, unexpectedly broke through at once."

Xue Lu said: "Rumors suddenly arose in the army, and the morale was affected before the battle. It is a strange story that there are giants flying with people in the world. The general recalled that a strange thing happened in a village in Chizhou last year. Yu, actually spoke human language, saying, 'The country is about to perish, and evil spirits will emerge', scaring the village into chaos. I can only let Jin Yiwei take care of this matter, I don't know if it has been reported..."

"Don't talk about such things casually." Zhang Fu hurriedly stopped him.

Xue Lu went on to say: "The last general is daring, the emperor seems to still have the intention to suppress Huguang as soon as possible. Why does the Duke strongly recommend switching from offense to defense? Why don't you take advantage of the three-sided encirclement to use troops against Huguang again? Today, the world can take on this great task. Who else is the Duke of England? Last time, the gangster (the official does not recognize Zhu Wenbiao's clan blood, and often uses his former name) was lucky, but how could he pass by luck every time?"

Zhang Fu said coldly: "If the previous situation still exists, is this old man hesitant to move forward? It sounds good to be encircled on three sides, but I heard that the Mu family in the Southwest and Jianwen colluded in private. I don't know how many people in Yunnan and Guizhou are standing Looking at the fire from the shore, what would it be like if they really wanted them to attack? The Sichuan army who was ordered out of Sichuan also looked like they had nothing to do with themselves. He didn't intend to risk his life; in addition, across the Yangtze River, Lizhou and Yuezhou on the south bank each had a battalion of rebels fortified, and it was difficult to overcome the natural moat for a while. Now it seems that only the emperor's court ministers are sitting on the east side of the town, and they have dispatched elite soldiers from the nine sides of the capital. , together with the Nanjing Jingying Party, has a fighting spirit; the rest are watching the limelight. How to encircle and suppress in such a situation?

The old man can't say it clearly in the hall, but Mr. Yang Ge should know it well, otherwise how can he second me?Weijin can only fight by land and water along the river. Since the Huguang rebels want to build ships and go eastward, instead of working hard to attack far away, why not wait for work with ease, it is a battle between left and right.If this decisive battle can be won, it will be safer to dampen the vitality of the rebel army, strike later, and then take advantage of the victory to attack, than to underestimate the enemy and rush forward. "

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Zhang Ning in Wuchang City rarely mentioned that battle since the Battle of Jiujiang, but this is probably the most memorable experience in his life.Survival is only by luck, not by humans.

While preparations for the new battlefield were in full swing, he didn't seem busy.After experiencing some things, he understands better that sometimes it is not enough to work hard, but he must not stop.

So he returned to his previous style. He was never seen to be very busy leaving early and returning late, but the ministers could always find him in time for urgent matters.

I heard that Xiao Qing set up a mourning hall for her father in a courtyard, and could not collect the corpse, but had to set up a memorial tablet and wear mourning. For some reason, Zhang Ning also found time to mourn in person.An irrelevant woman who wanted to help the assassin murder him, she seemed to have no friendship, probably for Luo Yaoniang's sake.

Accompanying them are Xin Wei and Chun Mei, who are in charge of nearby security.They all wore blue robes and plain white middle clothes. Since they were not relatives of the deceased, they did not wear linen and mourning, but only hung a piece of black silk on their arms to express their condolences.

A white cloth was hung on the door, and the door was not closed. The servants welcomed the mourners to enter, and saw some round paper money scattered in the yard.In the spring, such a scene adds a bit of chill and sadness.This place is not the Yang Mansion, the Yang family is a wealthy family, and no one died in the family, so of course they would not allow guests to hold funerals in their home.

The three of them walked into the mourning hall, and saw that the funeral was extremely deserted, there were only two people inside, and only Xiao Qing was dressed in mourning.She was wearing white filial piety clothes tied around the waist with hemp rope, tears were hanging on her delicate and delicate face, she was really a pear blossom with rain, she looked very pitiful.

Luo Yaoniang obviously didn't expect Zhang Ning to come in person, and she couldn't help but look at him in surprise, because there was an inexplicable sense of mystery in the mourning hall, so she naturally didn't talk much.Xiao Qing hurriedly knelt on the futon and kowtowed to Zhang Ning, probably to thank him for coming to pay homage to his late father.

Without saying a word, Zhang Ning first took a few incense sticks from the case and lit them on the candles, distributed them to the other two people who accompanied them, bowed to the tablet in the middle together, and then inserted the incense sticks into the incense burner.After the worship, he walked up to Xiao Qing and said sincerely, "I'm really sorry, although I wanted to help, I couldn't save your father."

Xiao Qing choked with sobs and said, "Young lady, I don't blame the King of Xiang. Thank you for coming today to remember my late father... My late father was my only family member, but now..." After speaking, he began to cry.

Zhang Ning hastily spoke comforting words, but his words were low but seemed to be born with tenderness and concern, "You are not a bad person, everyone understands your previous difficulties, Miss Luo will not blame her, and she will not leave her alone in the future."

Luo Yaoniang heard it in her ears, and she was secretly wary of this guy's unreasonable thoughts, but he spoke very pleasantly, no one could hear the slightest sense of obscenity|evil, as if it was true the same.In any case, according to the rules, parents need to observe filial piety after death, and it will take more than 20 months in less than three years. Xiao Qing is a filial daughter, and Zhang Ning can't lure her to do something against her conscience.

At this moment, Zhang Ning felt that the light in the main room dimmed slightly, and felt that someone came to the door again.When he turned around, he saw a woman in plain white clothes, with a pillow on her back. Zhang Ning had watched TV even if he hadn't actually seen it. It was probably a kimono. Is this a Japanese?

Everyone didn't act rashly for a while, they just watched what she was going to do.The woman's dress had wide sleeves, one sleeve was raised to cover her face, the other hand was gently pinching the cuff, and she walked in cautiously with very cautious steps.As she approached, she managed to move her sleeves away, only to see a pretty face, with big eyes and watery eyes, and the expression of lowered eyebrows looked very obedient and well-behaved.Zhang Ning understood at a glance. Not long ago, she had only seen a Japanese woman Wangyue Hongying in the Ministry of Internal Affairs. The girl in front of her looked very similar. If she didn't look carefully, she thought Hongying had escaped from prison.

"My concubine has heard about Miss Xiao's father's death, and set up a spirit here. I came here uninvited, and I'm here to pay my respects. I ask Miss Xiao to allow me to burn a stick of incense for your father."

Very fluent in Chinese, the accent is a little special, but the pronunciation is not accurate but the pronunciation is clear.And the speed of speech is also well controlled, neither fast nor slow, it should be a person with a stable psychological quality who can control the tone.

The people who came to pay homage to the mourning were very polite and courteous, the host had no reason to make a fuss in the mourning hall, Xiao Qing naturally did not refuse, and asked her to burn incense in return.The atmosphere in the mourning hall suddenly became strange, Xiao Qing silently got up to refill the candles, and the woman in kimono hurriedly went up to help.