The thief's momentum was released, and the nobles immediately became energetic.
Liu Wenbing, Wei Shichun and Zhang Qingzhen immediately led dozens of servants and rushed into the state government office like tigers and wolves, slashing and slashing at the thieves who had just gotten up from sleep and had not yet reached the clothes.
Zhu Gaoyuan turned his horse's head and walked towards the civil servant who had just fired the arrow.
The civil servant who turned the tide was Wailang Jinxuan, a member of the Military Selection Department of the Ministry of War.
According to the original historical trajectory, Jin Xuan would also jump into the Jinshui River to die after Chongzhen's martyrdom. However, the Jinshui River was too shallow to drown, so he sank his head into the mud and was able to commit suicide.
He is definitely a ruthless person who can force himself to death.
Sure enough, anyone with a single name of Xuan is a ruthless person, such as Tie Xuan.
Zhu Gaoyuan just didn't expect that Jin Xuan was so good at riding and shooting.
The Ming Dynasty was indeed the most upright and upright dynasty in China for five thousand years. The civil servants and scholars were all good at both civil and military affairs, unlike the Manchu literati who were all weaklings.
Jin Xuan was a little embarrassed when Zhu Gaoyuan saw him. He bowed with his bow and said, "I'll make your Majesty laugh."
"It's too late for me to express my gratitude to you, so how can I talk about having fun with you?" Zhu Gaoyuan patted Jin Xuan on the shoulder and said again, "Your riding and archery skills are comparable to Grand Master Lu."
"I listened to Greedy's words and caused Master Lu to die in battle."
"The Ming Dynasty lost its pillars because of this. Every time I think of this, I often can't sleep at night."
"But today, I can sleep peacefully because my Ming Dynasty has a new pillar of the country."
When Jin Xuan heard this, his expression suddenly changed. He got off his horse and bowed to the ground: "I am only a sixth-grade lowly official in the Military Selection Department of the Ministry of War. I have not made any contribution to the country. How dare you be a saint and praise me so falsely? How dare you talk to the former Grand Master Lu Gong?"
Comparable."
"I love you, please get up." Zhu Gaoyuan got off his horse and helped Jin Xuan up, and said solemnly, "Although you are only a sixth-grade official today, your achievements in the future will never be lower than Lu Gong. I am convinced of this."
At this time of life and death, Zhu Gaoyuan had to seize every opportunity to feed his men chicken soup.
No matter how effective these chicken soups are, giving them is better than not giving them. What if Jin Hyun really becomes Lu Xiangsheng’s second? Anyway, this transaction is not a loss.
Jin Xuan was already so excited that he couldn't control himself.
Wu Linzheng, Meng Zhaoxiang and other officials also looked at Zhu Gaoyuan with admiration.
After the bandits broke into the capital, the Holy Emperor seemed to have an epiphany overnight. He suddenly became more knowledgeable and less jealous of his ministers than before. Moreover, he became calm and calm when faced with difficulties, and he was even more daring to command in battle.
Risking the stone in person, and all these things actually give people the feeling of the first-class ancestor becoming an ancestor and reincarnating.
The fighting in the state government office soon ended.
The seriously injured Jinyi Guard Commander Wang Guoxing was also carried to Zhu Gaoyuan.
"Your Majesty." Wang Guoxing struggled to sit up, "Old minister, I'm afraid I can no longer serve you..."
"My dear, don't move." Zhu Gaoyuan stopped him, "You will be fine. We are thousands of miles away here and there, and I still have to rely on your protection, dear."
"Old minister, I'm done." Wang Guoxing shook his head, his eyes suddenly lit up, it was a flashback to his past.
Then he said with a smile: "But I can see the Holy Emperor displaying the posture of dragon and tiger before I die. Even if I die, it is worth it. I can meet Shenzong Guangzong and Xi Zong under Jiuquan. I can also tell them that I have great hope of reviving the Ming Dynasty."
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Good guy, Wang Guoxing is actually a veteran of the Four Dynasties, and was already the commander of the Imperial Guards during the Wanli Period.
After Wang Guoxing finished speaking, he kicked his legs and took his breath. Zhu Gaoyuan sighed softly and said to Wang Chengen: "Wang Daban, please note for me that Wang Guoxing will be posthumously named Changping Bo, and Yin Yizi will be named Jinyiwei Qianhu."
It's just a title of honor, not worth much money, but it can win people's hearts.
Zhu Gaoyuan looked at Li Ruolian and the surrounding Jin Yiwei again, and his expressions were indeed very different.
To put it bluntly, a few literati in this era may have lofty ideals of establishing virtue, establishing good reputations, performing meritorious services, and then becoming saints, but most literati and all military men only have a simple ideal, which is to honor their ancestors, and then make their wives and children. If the court
If you can satisfy them, what's the harm in selling your life to the court?
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Li Zicheng also deeply understood the necessity of winning people's hearts.
Those who win the hearts and minds of the people win the world, but there is a price to pay for winning the hearts and minds of the people.
Because before the Eastern Expedition, the Dashun Army had launched a three-year exemption from taxes, which meant that in the next three years, the territories newly conquered by the Dashun Army would not be taxed on a single grain of grain.
But raising officers and soldiers requires money and food. Where does the money and food come from?
Sitting on the dragon chair in the Qianqing Palace, Li Zicheng felt his butt feel a little hot.
Liu Zongmin reiterated his old words: "According to our old Liu's wishes, we should follow the old rules. We have already found out clearly that all the noble officials and eunuchs in Beijing are extremely rich!"
"Let's wait a little longer." Li Zicheng still hesitated.
"Chongzhen's son hasn't been caught yet, so it seems a bit too hasty to pursue the stolen goods and pay him at this time."
"What are you waiting for? Just take action." Liu Zongmin said with some disapproval, "If Chongzhen's child can't escape, it's just a matter of a few hours earlier and a few hours later."
"Maybe we'll catch him by now."
"Li You is escorting Chongzhen back to Beijing."
Li Zicheng waved his hand and said, "Maybe it's over there with the right military advisor."
"Whatever, it's all the same anyway." Liu Zongmin's main concern was to recover the stolen goods and pay them, and said, "Brother, we have to make an agreement, and we will do it as soon as Chongzhen comes back from custody."
"Sure." Li Zicheng finally nodded.
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There was no talking all night, and time quickly came to the next morning.
Li Yan led two thousand light cavalry in pursuit for a whole night.
We have already passed Sanhe County and are almost at Jizhou City.
"Hey." Li Yan, who was urging his horse to advance, suddenly stopped his horse.
The more than two thousand riders following behind also slowed down and stopped.
"Brother, why don't you chase me?" Li Nian asked, urging his horse forward.
As the right strategist and general of the Dashun Army, Li Yan spent most of his time with Li Zicheng, so the soldiers he brought from his hometown were usually led by his younger brother Li Nian and his clan brother Li Mou.
Although Li Nian and Li Mou are young, they are as skilled in bow and horse as Li Yan, and they are good at shooting arrows.
When Li Zicheng captured Xi'an and heavily rewarded his old troops, Li Yan was granted the title of Zhongquan pro-military general, while Li Nian and Li Mou were granted the title of general Guoyi.
"Don't you think it's abnormal?"
Li Yan looked forward and said quietly.
"Abnormal?" Li Mou scratched his head and asked, "What are you referring to, brother?"
Li Yan said: "We sent out so many teams of scouts, but none of them found fresh horse manure along the way."
"Is it because the scope of our search is too small?" Li Nian said, "Or maybe Mr. Chongzhen's imperial army has cleaned up all the horse dung?"
"Horse manure can be swept away, but dust cannot be completely removed."
Li Yan pointed to the grass and trees on both sides of the road and said, "Do you see any floating dust on these grass and trees?"
By the Yuan and Ming dynasties, due to severe soil erosion in the upper reaches of the Yellow River, the wind and sand in the Gyeonggi area were already very heavy. In addition, there was a continuous drought during this period, so the dust was extremely large.
If a large number of horse teams pass by, there will be no dust.
Li Nian frowned and said, "So, Mr. Chongzhen went to the south?"
Li Mou suddenly looked disappointed when he heard this: "Then our trip was in vain?"
"That's not necessarily the case." Li Yan closed his eyes and pondered for a moment, then suddenly opened his eyes and said, "Send my order to the whole army to turn around and head north. Follow me to Gubeikou!"
"Um?"
"Going to Gubeikou?"
Li Nian and Li Mou looked at each other.
However, Li Yan had already turned his horse's head and headed straight north.
It wasn't until Li Yan took dozens of steps that Li Nian and Li Mou woke up from a dream.
"Turn around, turn around and head north to Gubeikou!" The order was quickly passed on, and two thousand Qingqi made a circle in the wilderness, cutting diagonally to the northwest.
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Changping Prefecture.
The Ming army was packing their bags after waking up.
Last night's battle was quite fruitful, not only thousands of stones of grain and grass were intercepted, but also more than a hundred high-quality war horses and more than three hundred mules and horses were seized.
Now the Ming army had more horses than people, so there was one war horse per person.
There are even more than a hundred mules and horses, which can be specially used to carry grain and grass.
Zhu Gaoyuan picked out the last bit of porridge left in the bag with his fingers and ate it, then put the lukewarm bag on his head, stood up and walked out.
Seeing this, the faces of the surrounding Ming soldiers showed enthusiastic expressions.
They really didn't expect that the emperor did not turn on the small stove, but followed them to eat on the big stove, eating brown rice porridge mixed with bran cooked by the cook.
What these big-headed soldiers don't know is that this is also a kind of chicken soup.
Eating the same meals and sleeping in the same tents as the soldiers can easily gain their approval. This is a simple but very effective way to win people's hearts.
But the premise is that you have to endure the hardship.
When I went out, I happened to meet Wang Chengen and asked, "Wang Daban, has Uncle Chang Ping been buried?"
"In response to my long live wishes, he has been buried." Wang Cheng'en said, "But I didn't have time to carve a tombstone or an epitaph."
"Let's carve the tombstone and epitaph later." Zhu Gaoyuan said as he took the saddle and put it on his horse. Wang Chengen rushed forward to help, but was stopped by Zhu Gaoyuan.
"Go and do your business, I have my own hands."
Zhu Gaoyuan insisted on dressing his war horse.
This is an attitude and a kind of chicken soup.
What is strengthened is the concept of being one with the soldiers.
Judging from the reaction of the soldiers, the effect is quite good.
Because there is light in the eyes of the soldiers, not as empty as last night.
In particular, civil servants such as Wang Jiayan, Wu Linzheng, Meng Zhaoxiang, etc., all looked dead when they led their troops to the Royal Horse Prison last night, but they were obviously alive today.
