Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 599 Qin Bing
The last time Zhou Yanru wrote a letter to Song Qing, he was still a majestic Shoufu University scholar of the Ming Dynasty, but after more than a month, he was already a prisoner awaiting trial at home. The rapid replacement of Chongzhen and the unstable employment can be seen.

It took only seven days for the news to spread to the country of Wo, and Song Qingshu was at the foot of Mount Fuji when he got the news.

There are many long-lived people in Japan in later generations. It is not without reason. As an island country hanging overseas, Japan has frequent geological movements. There are many volcanoes, and Mount Fuji is one of them. There is a joke in later generations. The happiest thing to do is to look at it under Mount Fuji. The volcano erupted and Tokyo collapsed.

Although it is still 60 or [-] years since the last volcanic eruption in history, it is still a beautiful thing to look at the bamboo hat clouds in the distant mountains under the pleasant scenery of Mount Fuji, and soak in the hot springs formed by geological movements.

Especially with family members.

Song Qingshu fulfilled his promise. After the Wa Kingdom was pacified this time, he took over all his wives, and his goddaughter Yu'er also asked her to leave her work temporarily to come together. A hot spring pool surrounded by bamboo slices and wrapped with a golden chrysanthemum logo Among them, Caiwei, Li Gu'er, Xiaojiao, Dong Xiaowan and other girls did not leave, they all wrapped their heads in towels and soaked comfortably in the water, all of them were fat and thin, with a peaceful and peaceful look. Song Qingshu, who was lying on the other side of the hot spring reclining chair, felt extraordinarily comfortable with his beautiful appearance, and the soft voice like silver bells between talking and laughing.

Although the two children, Song Jun and Song Jue'er, often mischievously ran past the puddle next to him, the splash of water splashed his father's beard and made Yan's mother Xiaojiao round her almond eyes, but everything seemed so beautiful.

This is simply the life that Song Qingshu's future generations could only dream of.

For his own women, especially Caiwei, Song Qingshu is actually very apologetic. When Caiwei and Caiwei were still in poverty, although they were busy every day and it was very late, at least the two of them were together, tasting bitterness and bitterness together Sweet taste, but now, the business is getting bigger and bigger, and it can even be called a foundation. However, most of the time in a year, Song Qingshu is not running around fighting in all directions, expanding the territory, and then soaking in the pile of old papers. There are too few times when Tian studies this, calculates that, gathers together like this, and shares family happiness.

Sometimes Song Qingshu really wants to throw everything away and go to his mother's world affairs!It would be nice to just have my own family, take my family to find a place with good mountains and rivers to live in seclusion, and live a peaceful life of white clouds and gray dogs, how wonderful that would be.

Unfortunately, this wish is doomed to be impossible. Even if you don't think about the damn world, Song Qingshu can't abandon those thousands of followers who pin their fate on Song Qingshu. At this moment, even he occasionally escapes for a while Suddenly, the door of the Japanese-style hot spring hut was opened, and a pair of wooden clogs walked in.

This is a hot spring pool used by the emperor, not to mention men, probably not even a rooster can get in. The naked female relatives did not panic, but looked over helplessly and complainingly.

It was Li Xiangjun who came in. As the most special member of Song Qingshu's wives and concubines, she was lucky enough to be by Song Qingshu's side no matter where the world was, and take care of his daily work. However, this kind of companionship also came at a price, and the rest of the women followed Song Qingshu to rest easily. At that time, she had to continue to work as a secretary at her post.

And this kind of companionship obviously aroused jealousy, even Dong Bai, his friend in need, looked over with some complaints, and Li Xiangjun, who was wrapped in a kimono and bathrobe, clearly showed a helpless wry smile on his pretty face.

Seeing Li Xiangjun coming, Song Qingshu rubbed his forehead helplessly, wrapped a towel, and crawled out of the water, but at this moment, the two little ones hugged his legs fiercely.

"Daddy, don't go!"

"Jun'er, Jue'er, your father has something important to do, don't make trouble, come to mother!"

At this time, Caiwei, who has always been a loving mother, came over with a serious face, stretched out her hand to hold the hands of the two little guys, and immediately nodded to Song Qingshu. This understanding and cooperation made Song Qingshu even more reluctant, staring at her beautiful face With long hair draped down his shoulders, Song Qingshu seemed to be imprinting this picture heavily in his mind. Then Song Qingshu nodded and followed Li Xiangjun into the hut.

If the West India Company wants to gain a foothold in Japan, it needs a big stick and some carrots. The company has also brought dozens of shogunate daimyos into the trade circle and distributed part of the benefits to them as sweets. Hot springs are one of them. Nearly one mountain of hot springs has been developed into large and small hot spring hotels. The West India Company is looking for customers. In just these few months, the consumption of the rich and powerful from Ming and Southeast Asia has been given to the shogunate and the Japanese royal family. Bring a harvest of several 10 taels.

This is why Song Qingshu can enjoy the royal hot springs next to Mt. Qiaoyan and their cheerful laughter occasionally came here, and the sneaky figure of little William and the black face of Song Yongzhong, who was holding his collar behind him, were also reflections, standing in the corridor and exhaling foul breath, Song Qingshu turned his head and asked Li Xiangjun.

"What's the matter again, those scholars in Kyoto who are full and have nothing to do?"

To say that the scholars of Ming Dynasty are too fucking nosy, the whole war started because a bunch of idle scholars from Fushe colluded with the ministers of the Japanese state when they were visiting Kyoto, plotting to restore the emperor's power, which provoked The taboo of the shogunate, Song Qingshu defeated the shogunate, and expanded the interests of the Ming people to the greatest extent, but this group of bastards was unwilling, and yelled at the streets of Kyoto that Song Qingshu was a hypocrite, an ambitious minister, and the same raccoon as the shogunate, clamoring to overthrow Song Qingshu overthrew the shogunate and recaptured the Wa country to the emperor.

I really don't know how many catties of rice they ate.
The shogunate was also troubled by this matter, because the shogunate had no judicial power over the Ming people and could not control them. For this reason Sakai Tadakatsu went to the Chief Military Attaché of the West India Company in Japan and Consul General Zheng Sen full of sadness.

However, Zheng Sen's attitude was very simple. He just shook his head lightly and said contemptuously: "I don't know them! I don't have them on the entry list!"

With this, it would be easy to handle. The Liuboluo Tanti warrior who monitored the royal family carried those scholars who clamored that they were Mingren uncles and Taijun into Liuboluo Prison like chickens.

After all, this matter caused some trouble, so Song Qingshu thought of this matter at the first time, but Li Xiangjun shook his head helplessly.

"Marshal, it's a big deal. Zhou Yanru fell, Wu Changshi was arrested, and it is said that His Majesty personally interrogated him and broke his leg!"

"What does it have to do with us?"

Song Qingshu couldn't help rolling his eyes when he heard this. Zhou Yanru was not his own son, and the relationship between the two was entirely of interest. If Zhou Yanru fell down, his family happiness would be delayed, and Song Qingshu was quite unwilling.

Reluctantly, Li Xiangjun gave him a blank look, and Li Xiangjun continued to say leisurely: "The next chief minister of the cabinet is probably Chen Yan. This Chen chief minister has not yet taken office. The autumn wind has already hit us. Mr. Fu Shan and Lord Sun Chuanting is undecided, sent someone to ask the commander-in-chief, is it following Zhou Yanru's old practice?"

"I can't use it! If Chen Yan finds something wrong, he can just get the place back as it is, and he won't need any money!"

As he said, Song Qingshu was already wrapped in a towel and was about to go back. Li Xiangjun was quite anxious when he heard it, so he quickly chased him a step forward.

"But Marshal, after all, the other party is the chief minister of the cabinet. If he is hostile to us, it will be very inconvenient for the company in Daming?"

"He's not worth that money! Hehe, it won't be long before Daming's Chief Assistant is worthless!"

Without turning his head, Song Qingshu entered the hot spring hut leisurely, took a pot of plum wine, and returned to the pool in the backyard again, but his words, like a big bell, buzzed in Li Xiangjun's ears.

Even the chief assistant who dominates the world is worthless. Did this amazing man in my family expect anything?

This made Li Xiangjun, who lived in the glory of the Ming Empire, feel as if the sky was about to crack!

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However, in Song Qingshu's heart, the Ming court, which was no longer of value, was still beating with great enthusiasm as if the fire of life was still shining after it was done.

The western suburbs of Tongguan.

On the plain where Wang Qiaonian swore the oath last time, more than [-] troops gathered there again, heavily armored, fierce cavalry, and a large flag with gold characters reflected the splendor of the empire in the setting sun.

"Follow Heaven to seek rebellion, defeat thieves and destroy bandits, right now! Follow this governor, and restore peace to the world!"

Immediately raising his sword, he stood in front of the army. Zheng Chongjian, who was over fifty years old, roared passionately. What responded to him was the roar of a hundred thousand Qin soldiers.

"The world is peaceful! The world is peaceful!"

That sound shocked the five plains and four fields.

After the grand oath, led by Gao Jie, He Renlong's old subordinate, the Qin army crossed the narrow Tongguan Canyon, and once again marched towards the Kanto. .

However, walking under the flag of Zheng Chongjian, the right servant of the Ministry of War and the governor of the three sides, Zheng Chongjian's wrinkled old face was full of dignity. The last time he left the customs, Li Zicheng's military might of a million troops still made him remember You Xin, regardless of equipment, training, and manpower, the Shaanxi government army is no match for the Chuangjun. Every governor has taken away frontier soldiers to fight against. After so many years, the frontier soldiers are not leeks. They can grow after cutting them. The frontier soldiers who fought were either dead or rebels. Among his 16 troops, more than half were young children who had never been on the battlefield.

Moreover, the military pay and rations were not enough. After the emperor's strict order, Zheng Chongjian no longer cared about other things, and directly ordered the robbing, and only then did he robbed about half a year's worth of food and pay from those Guanzhong tyrants and even the King of Qin.

There is already anger and resentment behind him, and the future is unknown in front of him. Emperor Chongzhen is like a gambler who has lost all his eyes, desperately trying to suppress the entire fate of the empire, but Zheng Chongjian is even more pitiful, he does not even have the right to decide whether to suppress or not , can only charge forward like pawns crossing the river until they die in battle!
Looking at the golden army dripping under the setting sun, Zheng Chongjian once again sighed deeply...

(End of this chapter)