Chen Zaixing stood in the yard, with the moon and stars sparse stars, and the night wind blew, which made people feel chilling. He recalled what he said just now, and felt that there was nothing wrong. He was all directed at Shen Hongmao's likes and dislikes. It was just that the world's affairs were planned by people, but the success was in heaven. Whether it was successful or not depends on the will of heaven.

After about half a cup of tea, Chen Zaixing heard the sound of the door behind him open. He turned around and saw that it was Shen Hongmao who walked out with a serious expression. He asked Chen Zaixing: "Brother Zaixing, is it really Dashun going to send troops to Myanmar?"

"Not bad!" Chen Zaixing said: "If the lords in the court were not clay sculptures and wood sculptures, they would definitely send troops as soon as possible to expel the British and take back Myanmar!"

"Okay!" Shen Hongmao whispered: "If the court really sends troops to retake Myanmar and the officials have private iron factory, I will do my best to help Brother Zaixing!"

"That's great!" Chen Zaixing couldn't help but feel happy when he heard this. He stepped forward and grabbed the other party's right hand, and smiled: "Brothers are united, and they are able to cut off gold. We will work together to make a great cause of enlightenment!"

Kunming, Yunnan, Yunnan, the Yunnan-Guizhou Jiedushi Mansion. Chen Zaixing took a sip of the tea in the cup, looked at the old man sitting on the top who was sitting down and savoring the fragrant tea in the cup, and then carefully put the tea cup in his hand back on the table. At this time, his behavior was like a visit to Dabin, which was very different from usual. Even the official of the Honglu Temple in the court was in the court. I am afraid that there would be no problem with him at this time.

"So, do you really want to go to Myanmar again and send those two barbarian princes to the end?" A voice suddenly broke the silence in the house, but the old man still closed his eyes slightly and was intoxicated by the fragrance of tea, as if the words just now were not from him.

"Yes, my teacher, my disciple came here for this matter. I also asked my disciple to come to the sect to plan and participate in this matter!"

"Absurd!" The old man suddenly stood up, and the teacup in his hand slammed on the tea table. The Jun kiln tea set worth a thousand gold immediately cracked into two halves. The hot tea splashed in his hand, but he suddenly realized that it was not aware.

"When you were not doing a good bachelor's degree in Hongwenguan, you said that you were desperate and had no intention of becoming a career, and you must give up your official position and return home. Well, I said that you would stay in the temple for a while and let you experience some worldly affairs and temper it. But you said that you were evil in the eyes of a strange person and went to the old forest in Myanmar to mine and make money. Now I came to my husband and said that you should become an official and lead troops into Myanmar. Don't you think? I, Chen Zaixing, have the ability to invite an imperial edict! I, Wu Shengsan, can tell you in front of you, even if the imperial edict is issued, you must pass this level!" The old man said that Chen Zaixing is very capable.

When I was tasting tea, I was just like a rich man. But in a blink of an eye, my eyebrows were wide open, my eyes widened, and my whole body seemed to have grown a little bigger, which made Chen Zaixing, the opposite side breathless. It turned out that this person was the master of Chen Zaixing when he was a Jinshi, Wu Hanmin, the governor of Yunnan and Guizhou. This person had been in three dynasties, and the emperor of the previous dynasty served as a left-behind Beijing, the Minister of Personnel, Pingzhang State Affairs and other high-ranking officials. If it were not for the death of the previous emperor, because of Ding You, he would have been in the court, and would have been in the throne among the important officials who were entrusted with his official position and identity, he would have really had the power of thunder.

Wu Hanmin was angry and saw Chen Zaixing lowering his head and eyebrows, looking like he was bowing his head and listening to the teachings. He felt a little better, but there was no sign of his face. He snorted coldly: "If you are for those industries, it would be okay. I will go to prepare a letter. No matter who is in power in Myanmar, I will buy this thin face!" It turned out that although Wu Hanmin said it was hard, he still had the desire to protect his disciples he included.

Chen Zaixing bowed his head and said, "Mr. Master, although my disciples are not good, they are not the kind of unworthy people who trouble my master for the sake of Adu. In fact, there are disciples who escorted the two Burmese princes to escape from Mandalay this time!" So Chen Zaixing met Badu and his group, became a guide, crossed the Wild People Valley, and rushed to Wanding to inform Wu Hanmin one by one, and Wu Hanmin's face gradually calmed down. At the end, Chen Zaixing shouted loudly: "Disciple,

Although he is lonely and ignorant, he also knows that Myanmar is a barrier in the southwest of our great success. If he falls into the hands of the British, there will be no peace in the southwest provinces. My disciples have been in Myanmar for many years and are familiar with the direction of the mountains and rivers, and the differences and differences of people. I am afraid that no one in my teacher's mansion can match. The sage said: "It is necessary to be willing to give in," and he also said, "The ability is listed, and those who cannot be stopped." This is what he said, now that the country is in decline and foreign barbarians are plundering, it is the time when we are very promising. Although my disciples are shallow, they dare not fall behind others!"

"Okay, okay!" Wu Hanmin's face was full of smiles when he heard this: "What a 'responsible!' This is my disciple of Wu Shengsan, and it's not in vain that year that I ordered you to be the second place. OK, okay, I blamed you for your mistake!" Speaking of this, Wu Hanmin subconsciously slammed his high fives and felt a sharp pain. He couldn't help but exhaled. When he looked down, he saw that his right hand had been red and swollen, and he had just been scalded by the tea in the cup.

"Be careful, the teacher, please call the doctor!" Chen Zaixing hurried forward and rinsed the wound with cold water. Wu Hanmin laughed and said, "Forget it, although my hands hurt, I see that you have made progress, but I feel very happy in my heart. Come and get wine. I will talk to Zaixing tonight tonight, so I will talk to Zaixing!" At this point, Wu Hanmin couldn't help laughing.

Wanding, this is the southwest garrison in Dashun. Unlike the surrounding local houses mainly made of bamboo and wood structures, the buildings in the city are basically made of earth and stone structures. The reason is very simple. The residents in this city are basically descendants of garrisons or descendants. Even a few exceptions are merchants and craftsmen who serve the army. Such a garrison established for military reasons naturally needs to consider more defense factors. As soon as you enter the city gate, you will see rough civil and wooden houses arranged very neatly. In order to improve your defense, all the doors and windows of the houses are not open to the streets, like an inner city. It has not been repaired for many years.

The houses were quite dilapidated. Even the brigade yamen commanding the local garrison, the houses where they were located were not much stronger. The walls were made of straw-made red clay. The white lime on the surface had peeled off a lot of under the erosion of wind and rain, revealing the black and red soil inside. The wooden doors and windows also showed a disgusting gray-black gap. The gaps of the black tiles on the roof were covered with half a person's height. The whole house was like an old man with leprosy, decaying and ragged, as if he could fall down at any time. If it weren't for the Shun Army Suzaku Banner hanging in front of the door, who would have known that this was the brigade yamen of the local garrison.

"Three days and three days! Three days and three days! I have been here for more than two months, but there hasn't even been a little news from it. When will it be until!" Badu shouted loudly, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, revealing his muscular forearms, and his heavy military leather shoes trampled on the old wooden floor, making a terrible creaking sound, as if he was about to step out of a hole.

"Be patient, be wary or harmonious. There are all the princes in the court who are the masters. You and I are just minor officials, so just wait here!" The person who spoke was a man in his forties sitting at the table. Seeing that the military rank on his shoulders should be the general of the garrison, he slowly took a piece of betel nut from the plate of the table and put it in his mouth. While refusing, he smiled at Badu in a vague voice: "You can come some too? This thing is good, and you won't be bothered at all if you chew a few bites!"

"No need! I can't get used to this thing!" Ba Du looked at the other party's mouth covered in scarlet juice, resisted the disgusting feeling, snorted coldly, and did not salute to the other party, so he opened the door and went out on his own.

Badu returned to his house, untied the belt around his waist, and did not take off his coat, and then threw himself on his broken bed. After a while, he suddenly turned over and cursed: "Bastard, if I had known that all the lords in the court were all like this, I might as well stay in the Protectorate's Mansion and die in battle! Zhao Changshi, you are really in vain!" It turned out that after Badu returned to Wanding, Shunjun did not react immediately as he imagined, but only took the two Burmese princes and princesses to Kunming to protect him, and he himself blamed and ordered to stay in Wanding. However, Badu stayed in Wanding all day long and was ready to lead the army back to Mandalay to avenge the Chief Zhao Youting, but it was almost two months later, and there was no news of sending troops. Sometimes, Badu couldn't help but wonder if he had been forgotten here.

"Primary Brigade!" There was a knock on the door outside. Ba Du suddenly raised his head and shouted, "What's the matter?"

"If you want to ask the brigade to discuss important matters!" The soldiers' timid voices came from outside the door.

"Main thing?" Badu immediately became excited when he heard this and thought to himself: "Is it a matter of sending troops!"

He rolled up and grabbed the belt on the side, shouting loudly: "Go back and report, I'll be there soon!

"Report to the bidding, and see the final candidates!"

Badu suddenly pushed open the door and bowed to the general sitting in the head. The general smiled and said, "Get up, come and pay homage to Shangguan from Kunming, the disciple of Xianggong Wu. The preparations for Myanmar before sending troops will be presided over by this Chief Chen!"

Badu looked in the direction of the camp leader's finger, and a familiar figure came into his eyes. He was tall, straight back, wearing the green robe of a seventh-rank official, and a black hat on his head. The man turned his mind and bowed to Badu, and smiled and said, "Badu, we are meeting again!"

Ba Du grew up with his mouth in surprise, pointed at Chen Zaixing and asked loudly, "Why is it you, Chen Zaixing, why are you here?"

Chen Zaixing smiled like a sunny smile on his face: "How could I not come about such an interesting thing?"

There were only Badu and Chen Zaixing left in the house, so he had already made it a little tactfully. Although he could compete with Chen Zaixing in terms of grades and even ranked above him, he was a disciple of the governor of Yunnan and Guizhou. He was so hard that he could not be more powerful than the Jinshi. How could he be compared with his own soldiers guarding the border? Since Shangguan's letter said that the early affairs of sending troops to Myanmar were handled by this person, why should he come up and cause trouble?

"Chen, Mr. Chen!" Badu hesitated for a moment, and still called Mr. Chen Zaixing. He pointed to the official robe on Chen Zaixing and asked, "I remember when you were in Myanmar, why did you become----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Chen Zaixing looked at the official robe on his body and smiled and said, "Oh, are you talking about my official position? Of course, I just resigned from my official position because of illness, not because of a crime. I am a second-rank official and have the right to open a government office. I am also a Jinshi in the court. This is his staff member. You only need to report to the Ministry of Personnel to get approval!" His expression was extremely relaxed.

Badu's face looked a little ugly. The drastic change in his identity relationship between the two made him unable to adapt for a while, and he didn't know whether he should pay homage to Shangguan. Chen Zaixing seemed to have guessed his intentions. He smiled slightly, pointed to the chair in front of him, and said with a smile: "Brother Ba, you and I are friends in times of distress, so there is no need to stick to these false rituals anymore. Time is tight, so let's talk about Myanmar first!"

When Badu heard this, he felt a little better. After sitting down, he whispered: "Brother Chen also knows about the death of Zhao Changshi of Mandalay! The Burmese Mandarin dares to kill and injure the envoys of the upper country. If the court does not send troops to attack, wouldn't it be a shame for the patriots!"

"Brother Ba, please use tea!" Chen Zaixing did not respond directly. After the personal soldiers who came to deliver the tea retreated, he whispered in a low voice: "Brother Ba, I have been back and forth to Hanjing these days. Don't worry, the court will never let Zhao Changshibai die. The court has secretly ordered two model soldiers from Hunan, Sichuan and Guangxi to enter Yunnan!"

"Great!" Badu was overjoyed when he heard this. It turned out that according to the Dashun military system, a hundred people were teamed, and the officers were called the flag; there were brigades on the team, and the brigade master was the brigade; there were brigades on the brigades, and the brigade master was the brigade; there were brigades on the brigades, and the brigades were the generals. The baits were the largest organization in Shun, which was equivalent to the Western division at that time, the brigades after the Meiji Restoration of Japan; the movements of the six-phase soldiers were mobilized to Yunnan at once. When Badu heard this, he couldn't help but stand up and bow to the northwest direction where Hanjing was located: "The Holy Emperor is in the court, and the southwest small people should be flattened in one fell swoop!"

Seeing Badu performing so piously, Chen Zaixing showed a slight sarcastic smile on his lips. He naturally knew that these were not the decisions made by the six-year-old child in the palace. After Badu finished his salute, he turned around excitedly and asked anxiously: "Please please advise Mr. Chen to Mr. Wu and let me drive the army forward."

"It's too early to say this!" Chen Zaixing replied: "Before coming, Mr. Wu had already decided on the strategy. This time, when entering Myanmar, you must slow down and fight quickly!"

"Slowly advance and fight quickly?" Ba Du was stunned when he heard this. Chen Zaixing saw him and asked, "You have been in Mandalay for many years, and I think the combat effectiveness of the Burmese soldiers?"

After thinking about it, Badu replied carefully: "The Burmese people have been peaceful for many years. Their military preparations are absent, and they are not as brave as they were when they founded. The standing troops in their country are vulnerable. However, the people believe in gods and Buddhas, and they are simple and brave. There must be heroes among the grassroots. If someone takes advantage of our army to enter the country, they should not be underestimated!" He was in Mandalay for many years and naturally knew the current status of the Burmese army. However, when Emperor Hengzong sent troops, he was unstoppable at the beginning and easily occupied the Burmese capital Awa. However, when he faced the emerging new army of the Gongbang Dynasty, he was unfavorable and finally had to withdraw from Myanmar in a mess. Many people remembered this history in their hearts.

"Not bad!" Chen Zaixing nodded: "So this time, Mr. Wu has decided on the strategy of 'Slow-up advance and fast-moving'. If the slow-moving advance is small, the Burmese army needs less, and the Burmese will not react fiercely, and will not give the heroes in the wild a chance to start a crime; if the war is lightning-proof, the land will be pacified!" At this point, Chen Zaixing paused for a moment and smiled: "Before coming, I had advised my mentor, there are quite a lot of troops entering Burmese this time, just two to three! "

Ba Du nodded repeatedly at first, and finally heard it, he said anxiously: "Two to three standards? This is too few!"

"At the most, that's all!" Chen Zaixing replied: "You know the road from here to Mandalay this season. One soldier must be equipped with at least three chief husbands to transport grain and military supplies. If one standard counts the fifth brigade, it will be 2,500 war soldiers. Even if six thousand soldiers transfer civilians, it will take nearly 20,000 people, including more animals. If the four or five standard army is dispatched, I am afraid that the situation will be in a state of chaos."

"Then, you can also be recruited on the spot!"

"Brother Ba, the Burmese people are not like Chinese. They have rich land and mild climate. They do not work in farming and have very little savings. What should I do if I can't recruit them at that time? Even if I can solve this gap by recruitment, the Burmese people along the way will inevitably escape into the mountains and forests and become bandits. At that time, I was afraid that there would be quite a few troops escorted along the way!"

Speaking of this, Ba couldn't help but feel silent. As Chen Zaixing said, the area from the local area to Mandalay is not a highly developed rice cultivation area in southeastern Myanmar. Many people are still in the production stage of slash-and-burn farming. In addition, the nearby vegetation is rich and there are many food sources. Many villages do not have considerable grain reserves like Dashun, and there are no grassroots government organizations in the local area. Even if the Shun army is not familiar with the land, they cannot remit enough food. Instead, they will drive the Burmese people in these villages into the mountains and forests, becoming a huge threat to the supply convoy.

"In fact, in addition to guns and cannons, you can also use other weapons!"

"Any other weapon?"
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