Only one day after the general was ordered, Hou Xuanyan and Zheng Zunqian took Zhejiang soldiers to Peiping.

The further north, the colder the weather became. When we arrived in the Jifu area, heavy snow covered thousands of miles. When we stepped on our entire calf, we were trapped in the snow. The speed of the soldiers' marching was delayed again.

Hou Xuanyan simply led his troops to Daming Mansion to repair it. At this time, the troops from Shandong had been transported from Dengzhou to Tianjin Wei through ships.

Li Haoxian dispatched troops and generals, but instead arrived in Peiping earlier than Hou Xuanyan and met with Yan Yingyuan.

In the Ming Dynasty, there were red candles inserted on two rows of animal-faced lamp posts in the central army's tent. The Daming Palace is famous in history. It was once one of the four capitals during the Song Dynasty. It was a majestic city wall of "thousands of dance pavilions and singing platforms, tens of thousands of Lin Palaces and Fanyu".

Unfortunately, a flood in the third year of Jianwen buried Daming Mansion forever under the sand.

Today's Daming Mansion was newly built next to the old site, and it has long lost the original high and dangerous land, with vast troughs and deep mortars, majestic drum towers and prosperous people.

Hou Xuanyan sat in the big tent, looking at the information sent from Peking, and the old opponent outside the pass knew from the day he evacuated that there would be a decisive battle sooner or later.

A gust of wind was blown in and it was poured into Hou Xuanyan's neck with a chill. When he looked up, he saw that it was Zheng Zunqian, who was dusting the snow on his shoulders.

Hou Xuanyan asked, "It's so late, haven't you slept yet?"

After Zheng Zunqian sat down, he whispered, "The Lord suddenly remembered something, come and discuss it with the prince."

"Oh? What's the matter?" Hou Xuanyan put down the secret scroll in his hand and looked up at his general.

"As the saying goes, before the troops move, food and grass will come first. If so many of us conquer Liao, even if there is enough money and food in the rear, it will be difficult to transport it in such heavy snow. This time, we are no more than 80,000 Zhejiang soldiers alone, Shandong, Henan, Huguang, Shaanxi and Gansu soldiers may not be less than 200,000, and there are more than 100,000 soldiers and horses in the Hautu Camp in Beijing. Jingbei and Japan all need money and grain. If there is a problem with transportation and export, hundreds of thousands of people will not be able to wait. Moreover, the heavy snow this year is so thick, and when the fierce battle is in full swing, these snows will be a muddy road and cannot transport grain at all." Zheng Zunqian was so careful that he felt scared and hurried to report to Hou Xuanyan.

Hou Xuanyan raised his index finger, scraped his forehead, and said, "I originally put the matter of transporting the baggage on the sea transportation, but what you said makes sense. We have spread it too wide."

Zheng Zunqian nodded and said, "That's exactly what it is."

The cold wind outside the tent was howling, like the screams of wild animals, which made Hou Xuanyan feel upset. He frowned and said, "For the past year, I have been transporting supplies to Yan Yingyuan and Xia Wanchun, and even agreed to them to collect local taxes. But it seems that it is still not safe. We fought against the Guanning Liao soldiers who were born and raised here in the bitter and cold place of Liaodong, and snowed heavily this year, which is because we have no time to lose. They still occupy Shanhaiguan, and we lose the advantage of the territory. Once the supply of food and grass is not enough, we are afraid that the morale of the army will be disrupted and that we will lose people. Even if the advantage is great, it will be difficult to win if these three points are lost."

The series of victories made Hou Xuanyan a little relaxed. The conversation with Zheng Zunqian tonight was like a basin of cold water, which made him remember his military governance strategy in the later stage of the Northern Expedition - safe.

Now it seems that the hidden dangers are still there. If someone defeats the old story of Fu Jian again, it will be a joke.

He looked up at Zheng Zunqian. The latter was as frowning as himself, obviously without any idea. Hou Xuanyan stood up, walked to the door of the tent, lifted the curtain, and the wind was strong outside. The cold wind was like a knife, and it felt a pain on his face. The remaining power of the Little Glacier was still there, and this year's cold winter would not be inferior to that of the previous few years.

"At present, there is only one way to let everyone in the world participate in this battle." Hou Xuanyan said in a deep voice.

Zheng Zunqian was startled and jumped up from the chair and asked, "What does the prince mean?"

"After we complete the conquest of Liao, the benefits we gain are quite large. First, the wealth of the Central Plains plundered by the Qing Tartars over the years, and secondly the value of Liaodong itself. We can mobilize merchants from the entire Ming Dynasty. As long as we complete our transportation task once, we can receive a document stamped with an official seal. After the victory of the conquest of Liao in the future, we will exchange enough benefits with the court." After Hou Xuan finished speaking, he became more satisfied, and smiled proudly with his eyebrows.

"Even if you are not strong enough, you can still manage counties, townships, or concentrate your own tribe and jointly obtain them."

Zheng Zunqian opened his mouth and stared at him, and said with a dull look, "Is this OK? Will the people trust us to win?"

Hou Xuanyan asked, with his hands on his back, his eyes seemingly smiling but not smiling, "What do you think?"

He has enough confidence, and the credibility of the court today is not comparable to that of any other dynasty. Especially in Jiangnan, Hou Xuanyan's reputation has reached its peak. As soon as he said it, he would be a golden sign. There must be countless powerful merchants or clans who participated in this conquest of Liaozhong.

Hou Xuanyan could already imagine that the scene where the whole country transported grain to help the war would let the fuck the Tartars drown in the vast ocean of the people.

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The Shenyang Zhongwei outside the pass is Shengjing of Jiannu, and the palace built by Huang Taiji is very majestic to be honest. There are round villas outside, four pagodas and temples in all directions. There are eight radial streets between the square city and the round villa. The entire city plane looks like a wheel.

This pattern is designed based on the theory of Tai Chi Bagua, that is, the central temple in the city is Tai Chi, the bell and drum tower is Liangyi, the four towers in the east, west, south and north are the four symbols, the eight gates are Bagua, the round outer city symbolizes the sky, the square inner city symbolizes the earth, etc.

Such a city cannot be built without hundreds of educated traitors, just by giving him a thousand years.

At this time, the palace was at a strife. Haoge and Azige, who also retained their strength, were still fighting for the title of Regent. Both sides held their own opinions, and their slaves were waving flags and shouting for their masters. When they were arguing hard, they even added punches and kicks.

Shunzhi sat on the dragon throne, and no one took him seriously. Seeing the two princes in the hall fighting, he, the Tartar emperor, dared not say a word.

Fan Wencheng, among the officials, had a gloomy face. The enemy was still fighting each other. Although he had never let go of the matter of secretly saving money and food, if a powerful leader could not appear, how could a manchu with a loose sand resist the hundreds of thousands of Northern Expedition troops in Shanhaiguan?

Twenty years ago, he and Huang Taiji transformed a group of barbarians who made a living by fishing and hunting into a powerful force. Most of the regulations of the pseudo-Qing were made by him, and he was also regarded as the leader of civil officials. In particular, Huang Taiji attached great importance to this traitor. He participated in decision-making and played an important role in the strategy of invading the Ming Dynasty, instigating Ming officials, attacking Korea, pacifying Mongolia, and building the pseudo-Qing state system.

The king and his ministers worked together to develop the small Manchuria. Later, taking advantage of Li Zicheng's big fuss in the Central Plains, he almost made the dog thief overthrow the Han Dynasty.

From Fan Wencheng's perspective, victory is right in front of him, but it is ruthlessly broken.

Looking at Prince Su and Prince Ying's unconcealed faces, Fan Wencheng smiled bitterly. This battlefield was not something he could participate in. It was no longer the era of Huang Taiji. After Manchu passed the barrier once, he became more arrogant and did not take himself as a Han minister seriously.

All of this was seen by Xiaozhuang, who was in charge of the affairs behind the curtain. After the court was dispersed, Fan Wencheng walked out of the palace with all his thoughts. A little eunuch came quietly and whispered beside him, "Mr. Fan, the Queen Mother, please invite me."

Fan Wencheng's eyelids twitched, and he thought that Xiaozhuang's energy was actually quite good. Although Xiao Fulin was young, he was better than an old and powerful Haoge or Ajige who came to power.

After all, Shunzhi is the emperor, all forces can survive, but when Haoge comes to power, the two old generals of the White Banners will probably be cleansed, otherwise the same will be true.

Xiaozhuang sent someone to find him, with a clear purpose. It seemed that the old woman was not willing to look at Haoge and Ajige at his son's throne.

Fan Wencheng thought that if you want to unite again, neither Haoge nor Ajige can take office. Only Shunzhi is the emperor he needs most at the moment.

Fan Wencheng knew of course that with Hou Xuanyan's character, once the Qing Dynasty was defeated, he would definitely not be able to escape death. So no matter what it was for, he would try his best to protect the small court of Jiannu in Manchu.

Without hesitation, Fan Wencheng immediately agreed and followed the eunuch to Yanqing Palace in Shengjing Palace.

Xiaozhuang was holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand and chanting scriptures at a Buddha statue. Fan Wencheng respectfully knelt down and said, "I don't know what's going on when I recruit me?"

Xiaozhuang turned around and looked at him, his face full of kindness, and said softly, "Sir Fan and the Emperor are both monarchs and ministers for a while, and they are also confidants. The Emperor valued you and used you to promote you. Now his foundation is in danger of being destroyed. Do you have nothing to say to the Ai family?"

When Fan Wencheng heard her mention Huang Taiji, tears fell from the corner of his eyes and cried, "I am a slave. I'm afraid I'll be a fight for the banner masters in a flash, but I'm afraid I'll be a fragile person in an instant and it won't help."

Holding the Buddhist beads, Xiaozhuang said, "No matter how big the hail is, the people in the house will not be injured. If you have good plans for Anbang, Fulin and I will be your house."

When Fan Wencheng heard this, he thought that it was obvious that he had recruited him. In addition, Xiaozhuang used Huang Taiji to awaken a trace of his warmth, and he had no reason to refuse both public and private.

This dog thief was full of bad water and was afraid to let go. Once Xiaozhuang was in the backstage, he would be like Monkey King who had picked the golden hoop. Fan Wencheng was confident and capable of defeating the opponent of Haoge and Ajige.

Xiaozhuang waved his hand, and the palace maids and eunuchs in the hall retreated together. Fan Wencheng slowly climbed in front of her and whispered, "When the Regent was there, he killed Haoge's subordinates and confidants. Prince Su was in name only, and his strength was still a little short of Prince Ying. We should start with Prince Ying first, and then get rid of Prince Su."

He was so far away from Xiaozhuang that he could smell the old witch's smell. This was very disrespectful among the Han people, but after staying in Manchuria for a long time, Fan Wencheng also learned some of his unrulyness.

When Xiaozhuang saw that Fan Wencheng was indeed a sensible person, he did not hide it and directly revealed his words in his heart.

It is a very important thing for anyone to speak about this matter first. Xiaozhuang would definitely not dare to talk about eliminating the two princes first, but Fan Wencheng told him without any concealment.

In this way, Fan Wencheng submitted a letter of fame, and from then on he was stamped with Xiaozhuang's mark.

"How can I get rid of Ajige?" Xiaozhuang asked gritted his teeth. His hatred for Ajige even exceeded Dorgon. Because Dorgon finally knew how to save face for himself, but Ajige was so arrogant that he regarded himself as the empress dowager.

Fan Wencheng grinned, and there was a missing piece between his teeth. It was Duoduo who snatched his wife and sent his subordinates to beat him up, which led to his current appearance.

In the Manchu Jiannu, even a high-ranking official like Fan Wencheng, Duoduo stole his wife and went to the mansion to have sex for seven days, but he had no choice. In the end, it was the person Huang Taiji personally came forward to ask for, and Duoduo didn't even lose his hair.

Fan Wencheng, who had leaked teeth, smiled and said, "This is too simple. Ajige is brave but not resourceful. In addition, he now thinks that he has the strongest strength, so he must be even more arrogant. But the foundation of such a person will not be too stable. The generals of the two white flags may not really support him, but are more afraid of being liquidated by him, so he is just holding him over.

We can easily trick this kind of person into the palace, and arrange for people to take action first and then report to capture him in one fell swoop. As long as Ajige is captured, I can guarantee that no one of his subordinates will come forward for him. As long as the Queen Mother can appease the two white flag generals, there will be no disaster."

Xiaozhuang looked suspicious and asked suspiciously, "It's that simple?"

Fan Wencheng nodded and said, "Ajige is very arrogant, rude and vulgar. He just needs to lie that he will be granted the title of the palace and will definitely attract him. At that time, the three brothers Dorgon, Dodo, and Ajige will all die. Only you and Your Majesty who can protect their two white flags will be their backers. If we have these powers in our hands, we are still afraid of Haoge. Sooner or later, he will be the fish on your board of the Queen Mother."

Xiaozhuang's face was shady and her palms were covered with sweat. A string of Buddhist beads were pinched so hard that she was soaked. Fan Wencheng's method was simple and crude, which was very consistent with Ajige's usual style.

"The Empress Dowager, it's not that I don't want to plan a meticulous anti-traitor operation, but there's no time left. The news that Hou Xuanyan was appointed as the general in Jinling has spread all over the place. If the court does not stop fighting, what can we use to block Hou Xuanyan? Once they are defeated, what's the use of fighting over and over again."

The string line between the Buddhist beads suddenly broke, and Xiaozhuang made up his mind. Instead of watching the two groups of people quarrel in the court, it would be better to just stop living, because once Hou Xuanyan came in, his methods had already spread throughout the world.
Chapter completed!