Chapter four hundred and fortieth blood red snow white
There is a Lu's Hotel at the south end of Qipantian Street, about a mile away from Weitai Restaurant. After exiting the hotel, turn left and go south for a few hundred steps to the majestic Zhengyangmen. In the inner city of Beijing, Lu's Hotel is one of the few large restaurants.
The inn has more than 20 kitchens alone. There are no less than 200 bartenders, waiters, and flirtatious prostitutes. There are hundreds of guests coming in and out of the hotel every day. In the late twelfth lunar month, which is approaching the end of the year, the inn is not deserted.
, residents sang music and listened to operas, drank and had fun day and night. The curfew only prohibited people from going out on the streets at night, and did not prohibit people from staying in their houses to have fun all night long——
At the beginning of Haishi on the 20th day of the twelfth lunar month, when the Jin Yiwei and the sergeants of the Nancheng Army and Horses Division were marching out of Zhengyang Gate under heavy snowfall, there was a man dressed as a Confucian scholar standing in front of the window of a guest room on the second floor of the Lu's Inn facing the street.
Nearly thirty, he is quite tall and has a strong build. His overall appearance is unremarkable except for his red face. His slender eyes under his eyebrows look too sleepy to open, and he seems to have no energy——
The man put down a volume of "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms" in his hand, pushed open the window lattice, and let the cold wind pour into the guest room. Facing the biting cold wind, he took off his winter felt hat, gently lifted his bunted hair, and explored the room with his other hand.
Go into the bottom of the hair and gently rub the scalp, but it turns out that he is bald, no, not completely bald. There is a lock of hair the size of a dollar in the center of the head, and a bunch of hair on the jade pillow on the back of the head, each with a thin braid.
To prevent the braids from drooping and revealing, the upper and lower braids are still connected together. This weird hairstyle is extremely ugly——
"My scalp is very itchy——"
The Jurchen man dressed as a Confucian scholar rubbed his bald head for a while. He put on his wig and looked down at the imperial guards and soldiers from the Military Horse Division who were running past on the street. He said to the thin and tall young man behind him: "These
Did people come out of Zhengyang Gate to search for Ang Aba and me? This is really strange!"
The young man behind him said: "Zhai Dongsheng is a Han from the Southern Dynasties. He is unreliable. He must have confessed that the flag owner lived outside Zhengyang Gate. Fortunately, the flag owner was prepared, otherwise he would have been in danger."
The Jurchen man, who was called the banner master, said: "It's not necessarily Zhai Dongsheng who confessed. Many of the waiters at Weitai Restaurant knew that I lived outside Zhengyang Gate, but these Southern Dynasty officials tracked me down so quickly.
It’s really beyond my expectation, Zhai Dongsheng is not such a stupid person, why did he reveal his secret!”
The young man said: "Flag Master, let's leave the city and return to Kuandian early tomorrow morning. The situation here is very dangerous. We must leave Shanhaiguan as soon as possible."
The flag owner frowned and said: "Ang Aba is still outside Zhengyang Gate, so don't fall into the hands of the Southern Dynasty people. There is a curfew at this time. We can't notify him."
The young man was silent for a while and said: "Ang Aba's heart is as solid as stone and he is extremely loyal to the flag owner. He would rather die than betray the flag owner."
The flag leader said: "Tomorrow we will try to inform Ang Aba first. If we can't, then we will move outside Chaoyang Gate and wait and see what happens. I came to Beijing this time to alienate the Han people. This is not one of them. I want to do it for my father."
Khan found that person, and that person was not dead. He had come to the Southern Dynasty a long time ago——"
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Before dawn on the 21st day of the twelfth lunar month, the five gates of the outer city of Yongding, Zuo'an, You'an, Guangqu and Guang'an outside Zhengyang Gate had received orders from the Jinyiwei to block the city gates. Hundreds of Jinyiwei warriors and soldiers and horses were ordered to block the city gates.
The officials searched each inn one by one. At the same time, Li Zheng and other people in each stall also checked the households with foreign guests. By noon, dozens of red-faced people and mutes without household registration were taken to Nancheng Bingma Si Yamen.
The three bartenders of Tai Restaurant identified a dozen red-faced people and were quickly examined. The three bartenders shook their heads. When more than 20 mutes were brought in, the three bartenders pointed at one of them, a stout middle-aged man.
The man said: "That's him!"
This man with a huge head and a short neck did not wait for the military officials to come forward to capture him. He suddenly jumped up and with a strange roar, he rushed towards Fang Shixiong, the commander of the Nancheng Army and Horses Division, who was about ten feet away. Fang Shixiong was over fifty years old, although he was also a martial artist.
Born, but after all, he is old, his reaction is a little slow, and he can't draw the knife in time, so he has to use the wind power of Pigua Fist, close his arms and wrists, and hit the mute strong man who is rushing towards him fiercely. As long as he slows down, he won't let go.
The mute got close, and the soldiers on both sides rushed to intercept him. Unexpectedly, the mute was so powerful that he broke Fang Shixiong's right arm with one punch. With his other hand, the five-fingered halberd was spread out and he thrust it directly at Fang Shixiong's throat.
As soon as his hands tightened, Fang Shixiong's face suddenly became purple and swollen, and he couldn't breathe——
Zhao Zhendong, deputy commander of the Nancheng Army and Horse Department, drew his sword and shouted angrily: "What a traitor, how dare you commit murder in public!"
The mute put his hand on Fang Shixiong's neck and dragged him to the outside of the hall. The deputy commander ordered Zhao Zhendong and others to use rat weapons and did not dare to get too close. The mute was about to kidnap Fang Shixiong out of the Nancheng Bingma Si Yamen. At this moment, the Jin Yiwei
Zhen Zidan from Baihu arrived with more than ten famous school captains. Zhen Zidan didn't care about Fang Shixiong's life or death, and shouted: "Ang Aba——"
This mute was none other than Niulu Ezhenang Aba from Zhengbai Banner. Hearing someone calling his name suddenly, he couldn't help but be startled and subconsciously responded: "Cha." This is a true slave.
Before the sound of "cha" was heard, Zhen Zidan's unsheathed Xiuchun knife was like a stream of spring water. The blade reflected the snow light and struck Ang Aba's head. Ang Aba roared and actually lifted Fang Shixiong, which weighed more than a hundred kilograms, with both hands.
Fang Shixiong's body was used as a shield to block Zhen Zidan's sword. Zhen Zidan was considered a good swordsman among the Jinyi Guards. With a twist of his wrist, the blade changed direction and slashed downwards like lightning. This was also the power of Pi Guaquan, which allowed him to change his moves quickly and with great force.
Although Aba is strong, he cannot use Fang Shixiong like a gun and stick to dance like an airtight man. Moreover, Aba is good at horse fighting. Without a horse, he looks clumsy. He only felt a cold on his right wrist, and the sharp blade scratched him.
, the left hand was broken at the wrist——
Ang Aba's left hand was originally strangling Fang Shixiong's neck, but now it was cut off. Fang Shixiong's upper body was in the air, and he fell down. His head hit the green brick floor hard, and he screamed in pain, and Ang Aba screamed in pain.
Ba's severed hand was still strangled around his neck, but it had no strength anymore. Fang Shixiong breathed freely and gasped for air——
The deputy commander Zhao Zhendong kicked Ang Aba hard from behind, hitting Ang Aba in the back of the heart. Ang Aba just stumbled forward without falling. He grabbed Fang Shixiong's tallow leather belt with one hand and knocked Fang Shixiong into a big living body.
Smashing his arms left and right, Zhen Zidan took a few steps back, then stepped straight in, and struck Ang Aba's right arm with another knife. His right arm was not broken, but he could no longer hold Fang Shixiong, so he threw Fang Shixiong to the ground and roared.
He ran out with long strides, blood spilled on both sides, which was shocking on the snowy road.
Zhen Zidan grabbed a wooden stick from a guard, rushed to catch up, and swiped at Ang Aba's back knee. The stick broke and his legs were broken. Ang Aba rolled to the snow and could no longer struggle.
The white snow turned into red snow.
Zhen Zidan dropped her broken staff and said to Zhao Zhendong and others who were catching up: "If this Jurchen spy is allowed to kidnap people out of the city gate, then where will the dignity of my Ming Dynasty warrior be!"
Zhao Zhendong and other officials of the Military and Horse Division all felt humiliated. The Jinyiwei people once again crushed them to death. Looking at the commander, Mr. Fang Shixiong Fang, he was thrown to the point where he was foaming at the mouth and unconscious——
Zhen Zidan asked his lieutenant to simply stop the bleeding of Ang Aba, tied him up and took him back to the Fusi Yamen in Beizhen, where he was personally interrogated by King Mingshi of Qianhu. Zhai Dongsheng was taken out for questioning, and a general officer who was proficient in the Jurchen Tungus language was hired to interrogate Ang Aba.
Ba, Ang Aba refused to reveal the whereabouts of the red-faced scholar to the death, and really regarded himself as a mute——
In the evening of that day, Zhen Zidan wore casual clothes and was waiting outside the gate of the Hanlin Academy. When she saw Zhang Yuan and several Hanlin officials coming out, she respectfully crossed her hands and called out: "Master Zhang."
Seeing that it was Zhen Zidan, Zhang Yuan said goodbye to Wen Zhenmeng and others, walked with Zhen Zidan to the North Bridge of Yuhe River, and asked: "Zhen Baihu, how is the case at Weitai Restaurant?"
Zhen Zidan said: "I am here to report this matter to Mr. Zhang." He immediately told Zhang Yuan about the interrogation of Zhai Dongsheng and the capture of Ang Aba.
There are only two types of people who want to frame the North Korean envoys for murder. One is the North Korean minister who opposes Gwanghaejun Li's royal family or has a grudge against Liu Dongming. If Liu Dongming committed a murder in the Ming Dynasty capital,
Although it is not fatal, because Liu Dongming is Guanghaejun's brother-in-law, the reputation of his uncle Liu Dongming is also a blow to Guanghaejun, and will increase the Ming court's distaste for Guanghaejun; the other kind of person is ambition.
The vigorous Jurchens, it will be the forty-fifth year of Wanli in a few days. Nurhachi, the Linu chief, used the "Seven Great Hatreds" as an excuse to protest that it was only more than a year ago. Today's Nurhachi is no longer the same person as before.
Nurhaci was complacent after receiving the imperial edict from the Ming Dynasty. The ambition of this slave chief became more and more swollen, and he had already attempted to covet the country of the Ming Dynasty. He sent spies to inquire about the government and military affairs of the Ming Dynasty, and to drive a wedge between the Ming Dynasty and North Korea. This was all extremely dangerous.
What is possible is that Zhang Yuan did not expect that it would be Huang Taiji who came to Ming Dynasty to carry out this plan of alienation!
——Huang Taiji is the eighth son of Nurhaci. His mother is the beautiful woman Meng Guzhezhe of Yehe tribe. After Nurhaci perfected the Eight Banners system, Huang Taiji, one of the four major beile, was Gushan Ezhen of Zhengbai Banner.
That is, the flag owner, Zhang Yuan did not know that Huang Taiji's original name was Hei Huan, but Ang Aba, as the Niulu Erzhen of Zhengbai Banner, was willing to be the servant of the scholar. The scholar had a red face. Who else could he be if he wasn't Huang Taiji?
, Huang Taiji is proficient in Manchu, Mongolian, and Chinese languages, and loves to read "Three Kingdoms". He is considered a literate person among the rough and uncivilized Jurchens in Jianzhou with a low level of civilization. Nurhachi is extremely hostile to the Han people and kills them.
There were more provocations than surrenders, and Huang Taiji knew how to use Han people to win over people's hearts, and imitated the Ming Dynasty's official system to improve Manchuria's political system. Huang Taiji's threat to the Ming Dynasty was far greater than that of Nurhachi, because killing would only arouse the anger of the Han people.
Hatred and desperate resistance, and Huang Taiji’s policies were the main reason for Manchuria’s rapid growth——
"Master Zhang?"
Zhen Zidan shouted when she saw Zhang Yuan's eyebrows twitching and a rather strange expression on his face.
Zhang Yuan came to his senses and warned: "Zhen Baihu, we must catch that red-faced scholar. This person is most likely the son of an old slave from Jianzhou. Catching him is a great achievement."
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