114. Nine thousand years old and no military power 2
In a teahouse at Longfu Temple in Dongcheng, a group of people were whispering.
An old man dressed as a scribe waved to the people at the table and whispered: "Have you heard about it? There is a group of 30,000 volunteer soldiers who set out from the south of the Yangtze River to attack the nine thousand years old in the capital.
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Another person took a private look first and said in a low voice: "Where did you hear the news?"
"My son is in charge of the Ministry of War, and this matter has spread throughout the Ministry of War."
The people of the capital have known everything about officialdom since ancient times.
No matter what the news is, there is nothing they don’t know, no matter how secret it is, within a few days the streets will be full of commentators who are adding to the news.
"Ha! Now, this dead eunuch is going to be in trouble. He has caused us a lot of harm over the years. My family's coal mines and iron mines in Anhui have been extorted by his minions. Three years of hard work has been in vain!" said one of the middle school students.
The young man dressed as a member of the Communist Party of China cursed angrily.
"I heard that they are here to kill the eunuch Quan and return the emperor to power. The world of Ming Dynasty will change." Several people nodded in agreement.
"I don't know, where are all these volunteers?" an old green insect asked anxiously. He really couldn't stand Dongchang's comments.
He had extorted a lot of money from his shop in the past few years. He wished that Wei Yi would fall immediately.
"I heard that we have arrived in Yangliuqing Town, Tianjin, and will enter the capital in three or four days."
At this time, everyone in the capital was talking about these volunteers.
The news was quickly reported to Wei Zhongxian.
At this time, a eunuch was roaring in the ceremonial prison.
A valuable vase was smashed to pieces.
"You bastard, you bite people but don't let it go. You want me to know who did it. Our family dug his ancestral grave."
News came this morning that a group of more than 3,000 felons in prison, bandits, bandits, private salt traders, maritime smugglers, and I heard some were Japanese pirates, have arrived in Yangliuqing.
He said he was here to kill himself and return power to the emperor.
Conscience of heaven and earth, I have been here for almost a month now, and I haven’t even touched the edge of power.
You can reason with someone yourself.
Paying back the government is nothing.
Since Chongzhen came to power, he has not even scratched the surface of power.
No, I can't bear it anymore.
This news has been made public, and in just half a day, everything that needs to be known is known in these 49 cities.
In the afternoon and evening, even the common people knew about it, and for a while people were in panic all day long.
Even teahouses, restaurants and brothels have spread the news.
This is breaking news. Nine Thousand Years Old is so powerful that someone actually comes and slaps Nine Thousand Years Old in the face.
Since the Wanli Dynasty, there have been no military disasters in the capital for many years.
Originally, I wanted to hide the news, but I didn't expect that now the whole city knew that these people were coming to the capital to kill me.
Now that everything is happening in the city, you are forcing yourself to take action. If you don't take action, many people will see through you.
If you don't take action like this, it only means that you are now a paper tiger.
But he's not worried, it's just a bunch of rabble, watch the governor mobilize the capital camp to trample you to death.
Looking at the imperial edict that had just been prepared in his hand to mobilize the six thousand elite soldiers of the Beijing camp, Wei Zhongxian said with a ferocious smile: "You can just jump around. Nai Gong will let you jump around first, and you will cry when you do."
The next day, Wei Zhongxian led the eunuchs to the inner training camp, and with flags waving all the way, they marched straight to Beicheng. They went to Deshengmen Campus to order troops.
The fans in Dongchang were also wearing bright clothes and angry horses, carrying flags and banners.
Submit a letter to "Imperial Envoy Governor Dongchang Official Flag Service"
"Cherish the salary and move the eunuch to the eunuch Li Bingbi"
"Admiral Baohe Three Halls"
"Prince Taibao and Censor of Zuodu"
The gongs and drums were noisy all the way, so majestic.
Along the way, the people of the capital crowded on the roadside to watch the excitement. Everyone was frightened and knelt down to buckle their heads.
Wei Zhongxian was very proud to see Zhi Zhi.
One-third of an acre in the capital is still our family’s domain after all.
He planned in his mind that after reviewing the three armies, he would directly send troops to Tianjin Guard to suppress these madmen.
Officials of all sizes gathered at the gate of the school grounds. When they saw the team arriving, they quickly knelt down in front of the gate to greet Governor Wei.
After the large group of troops entered the school grounds, Wei Zhongxian, surrounded by his retinue, walked directly to the general stage, sat on the high chair with a golden sword, and ordered: "Blow the drum."
A drum was played, and troops and horses rushed into the school field and began to line up.
Wei Zhongxian felt that these people were very slow.
Stand up and take a closer look.
There were only about a thousand veteran soldiers in the huge school grounds. They were all shivering and holding their guns in the cold wind. They were all dressed in rags and looked poor.
Even the clothes and armor are not complete.
The swords and guns were all red and were already rusty and rotten.
Nine Thousand Years Old feels a little bad, something is wrong with this situation.
"Drumming!"
The second drum sounded, and within a quarter of an hour more than 3,000 people rushed to the school grounds.
These people are even worse, there are many disabled people.
All soldiers have been disabled due to various reasons over the years.
Nine Thousand Years's heart is filled with anger, you Zhang Weixian, do you really think that our family can't touch your British father-in-law?
"Call that, yes, that's him, the blind man with one eye."
Wei Zhongxian called a veteran over.
"The young man has seen nine thousand years old." The old man was trembling and about to kowtow.
"Excuse me, let me ask you how you became disabled." Wei Zhongxian asked.
"Back when I was nine thousand years old, when I was a young man in the temple, I conquered Korea, fought with the Japanese in Seoul, and was blinded in one eye by a fire cannon."
Nine thousand years old, my eyes suddenly darkened. North Korea, I must be almost seventy fucking years old. I have brought all the soldiers from the North Korean expedition. Zhang Weixian, old man, you are really capable.
He was so angry that he was shaking and cold.
"Why don't you retire at such an old age? Your military status is probably forged. You must be recruited from the real job."
Wei Zhongxian was furious. Old man Zhang Weixian dared to find some old man to fool me.
You guys usually live on free wages, so I just turn a blind eye. Now at this juncture, you are a fucking loser to me. See how I deal with you later.
"Nine thousand years old!" The old pawn was so frightened that he almost went crazy. "You are really a regular soldier. Seventy percent of our 12th regiment camp are veterans over fifty years old."
Wei Zhongxian looked back at Cui Chengxiu, Minister of the Ministry of War. Cui Chengxiu wiped his sweat in embarrassment and explained in a low voice: "The veterans have retired from active service, and new recruits need to be brought in. Everyone in the Ministry of War benefits from this. The veterans must pay enough money before they can retire. If there is no money, they can delay their retirement."
If they don't do it, most veterans who can't stand the torment of training and don't have money will borrow usury from relatives of officials in the Ministry of War to support the Ministry of War so that they can retire. This old guy is blind in one eye, so he probably won't be able to go out and make money.
He went there, but no one was willing to lend him usury, so he couldn't withdraw it."
Wei Zhongxian was extremely angry, could these people fight?
"If you beat the drums and the three drums are not enough, you will be killed according to military law."
The three-way drum sounded, and within a quarter of an hour of drumming time, another two thousand people arrived.
Looking at these people, Duke Wei's eyes turned black, he felt dizzy and almost fainted. They were all old, weak, sick and disabled.
He grabbed Cui Chengxiu and asked: "Are there any soldiers in the capital camp who can fight?"
Cui Chengxiu said awkwardly: "Now the war depends entirely on the general's servants. These are not under the control of the imperial court, and the imperial edict cannot be lost."
Wei Zhongxian understood that these were soldiers from the Beijing camp, and there were not many of them among the six thousand. If you want soldiers, they will give you soldiers, and you can't find anything wrong with them.
As for the fact that these people are older, have defective parts, etc., we, the nobles, will not bear the blame.
Go and ask your cronies, the Ministry of War is your territory.
Why don't you let people retire without paying the money?
We haven't seen a rich man with this money.
Wei Zhongxian felt a pain in his heart, and a mouthful of old blood spurted out.
