"That's it?" Tang Potian felt as if he was in a dream on the carriage.
"What else do you want?" Chang Yu was amused.
"I just thought you were going to rob the money in the casino." Tang Potian licked his lips. He saw just now that the money in the casino was really dazzling.
"I think so too, but if we had snatched it just now, we would probably be lying in there now," Chang Yu snorted.
Tang Potian sighed: "It always feels like it's not very enjoyable."
"So we made an appointment to continue tomorrow." Chang Yu chuckled and said, "Will you come tomorrow? It will be an absolute pleasure for you."
Hey, Tang Potian was shocked: "You can't tell the truth. I thought what you said was just for show, so you were trying to raise suspicions."
"Of course it's true. Where can I find such a good whetstone?" Chang Yu smiled very mysteriously.
What whetstone? Tang Potian almost lost his mind thinking about it.
Tang Potian was a bit timid in fighting, but his driving skills were not inferior to those of the big guy. Although the heavy snowfall did not affect his driving, because the place he went to was Su Chenghuang's inn.
The inn is a cheap brand chain store, Yuelai Inn, located on Zhengbei Street in Chaoyangmen. Chang Yu found Su Chenghuang and left a few taels of silver, telling him the address of a house near Guangqumen and asking him to move there in a few days.
, and left in a hurry. He wanted to return to the palace as soon as it was dark.
With Feixue's charming eyes, Little Apple stood in front of the inn door and peeked out secretly, watching the figure get on the carriage and leave in a hurry. Tang Potian, who was driving the carriage, turned back and glanced at the blush, suddenly feeling warm in his heart.
, I feel like it’s worth leaving it alone in Fangba today.
The heavy snow continued, and Chang Yu finally hurried back to the palace as the sky darkened. Before he even stepped into the doorway, he saw a familiar figure.
Linglong trotted over anxiously: "Eunuch Chang, you are back. The prince is anxious to see you."
Chang Yu suddenly felt a dark cloud coming over him, frowned, and hurried towards the Prince's Mansion. Along the way, Linglong wanted to ask something but looked at his face but did not dare to speak.
In front of Ciqing Palace, two large lanterns swayed in the cold wind. A thick layer of snow had accumulated on them. Zhu Cixiang stood in the corridor wrapped in a robe, staring blankly at the falling snow in the courtyard as if he was possessed by a demon. Even Chang Yu didn't notice when he came closer.
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"Prince" Chang Yu approached Zhu Cixiang and stood sideways. He called out softly and looked at the snow falling in the courtyard like him.
"You're here." Zhu Cixiang was startled, and then his eyes turned red, with tears welling up in his eyes: "The main force of the rebel army has crossed the Yellow River and is approaching Pingyang Mansion. The partial army has indeed marched along the north bank of the Yellow River... Your dream has been confirmed again.
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Chang Yu slowly closed his eyes after hearing this, and a stream of tears fell down. He didn't know anything about it, but he could only stand by and watch, feeling helpless as he watched things continue to develop along the same historical lines, which made him extremely helpless.
Uncomfortable.
"In a few days, the rebel army defeated Pingyang Prefecture, pacified Taiyuan, moved north to Datong, then attacked Xuanfu in the east, broke through Juyong Pass, and attacked the capital city. They moved from southern Hebei and northern Hebei into Beizhili, and then went north to attack Daming, Hejian, Baoding, and Duan.
My dream of the imperial court going south has been confirmed step by step, but what is the imperial court doing now and what is the emperor doing?" Chang Yu closed his mouth and said softly, but everyone could hear his helplessness and anger.
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"My father's heart is in great confusion, but the court can't make a decision..." Zhu Cihong.
"How long are you waiting to decide?" Chang Yu roared: "The Ming Dynasty was destroyed by natural disasters, and even more destroyed by the incompetence of these incompetent people."
Seeing Chang Yu's appearance, Zhu Cixiang couldn't bear it any longer. His hands trembled, and he suddenly squatted down and cried while holding his head. A eunuch hurriedly came not far away, seemingly wanting to comfort or do something else.
"Get out!" Chang Yu shouted in a low voice. The eunuch was startled and quickly backed away.
"How to do how to do?"
What else could he do? Chang Yu approached Zhu Cixiang and patted him on the shoulder: "Everyone should do what they can. As an emperor and the king of a country, there are constraints everywhere, let alone me and others who speak softly."
"My father has ordered Wu Sangui to withdraw into the pass, and ordered the removal of Pingyang Magistrate Zhang Linran, ordered Shanxi Governor Cai Maode to detain Governor Biaoying General Zhang Xiong, and ordered the two towns to declare martial law and prepare for war at any time." Zhu Cixiang looked up with tears in his eyes.
Chang Yu sobbed and said.
Chang Yu nodded slightly. Zhang Linran, the magistrate of Pingyang Prefecture, surrendered without a fight. Taiyuan was lost because of Zhang Xiong's dedication to the city. Chongzhen was able to exempt one person and detain one person without any evidence. He must have withstood a lot of pressure.
It's a big improvement.
As for the matter of summoning Wu Sangui to enter the pass, although it is several days earlier than before in history, it is not necessarily optimistic. Retreating into the pass is not a trivial matter. It is not as simple as me leading the troops and walking away. It is not just giving up two cities, but also
Countless people, baggage and other aftermath problems.
I'm just afraid that if the war in the west had not been averted because of Chongzhen and the two of them had changed, it is estimated that Wu Sangui would still be far away and unable to quench his thirst.
"I hope the emperor's measures can reverse God's will." Chang Yu looked at the dark courtyard and reached out to catch the snowflakes. In his memory, there should have been no snow in Beijing today. Could it be that the historical trajectory has slowly begun to change?
Woolen cloth?
There was no deliberate comfort. The two of them just stood on the porch and stared at the snowy sky in silence, without saying a word for a long time.
"It's time for Your Highness and the Queen to put that matter on the schedule tomorrow." After a while, Chang Yu let out a long sigh.
Zhu Cixi turned to look at him: "Have you done everything over there?"
"Almost." Chang Yu looked at him and said, "It cost nearly five hundred taels of silver."
"Ah, so many." The prince was surprised at first, then fell silent, and soon wondered why Chang Yu kept staring at him.
Why do you think you don’t have any idea? Do you still need me to pay for my work and errands for your family?
Without any words, Zhu Cixi understood this look and gave him a puzzled look in return. Hey, you still asked me for money despite our friendship. You don't look like this kind of person. Besides, aren't you loyal to me?
One code equals one code, no need to worry...
Alas, in the end, Zhu Cihong was defeated in the battle of eyes and sighed slightly: "I will give you the money later."
"Prince, please rest early. I still have something to do." Chang Yu now speaks plain language when talking to Zhu Cixiang. He is no longer talking to himself. After all, he is from a later generation and is not used to this kind of self-deprecation. He was not used to it before.
There is no way, people are under the roof, and now the rising tide lifts all boats. If you can stop being so immoral, you have to hold your head high proudly.
"But going to Caolanchang?" Zhu Cixiang's expression became a little high. After all, he had just spent five hundred taels, and he had an idea in his mind and was ready to make a move.
"Don't go there today, you won't have any fun." After Chang Yu finished speaking, he had already arrived in the yard and then disappeared.
The more than 270 eunuchs selected by Chang Yu from the palace will serve as his elite soldiers in the future. However, at this time, they also take on other part-time jobs, such as participating in the daily regular season of boxing matches, and
That is to say, the boxers of the Eight Great Supervisors are all selected from these more than 200 people for daily competitions.
It suddenly snowed heavily this afternoon. When they, who had been trained like dogs yesterday, received the news of rest, they were extremely happy. Of course, Wang Dehua, the power supervisors and the leaders of various yamen were also extremely happy. They had nothing to do at night on a snowy day.
It was time to have fun, and they had already received news that there was a big shot on duty in the imperial city tonight, and they were said to be very interested in coming to see him.
However, just as Wang Dehua and others were discussing how to play some new tricks to please this big shot tonight, a eunuch hurriedly came to report that Chang Yu sent a message that the library would be closed tonight and summoned more than 270 people to enter the grass field.
Lock the door and prohibit everyone from entering or exiting.
Wang Dehua was so anxious now that he hurriedly went to Caolanchang to ask questions, but the door was locked and no call was answered. Wang Dehua could have eaten Chang Yu alive before, but now he didn't have the courage, so he just whispered in a low voice.
He cursed a few words and left in frustration.
The two hundred or so people who thought they had escaped didn't expect to be called in not long after they finished dinner, and they didn't expect that Chang Yu would apologize to them as soon as he showed up.
I am extremely apologetic to show that I was not careful in my choice of words before. It’s not rain or shine, it’s snowing, so the training camp will continue as usual!
More than 200 people first ran a five-kilometer routine in the grass field under the snow.
Then after a short rest, enter the warehouse.
The warehouse was brightly lit at the moment, and Chang Yu stood in front of the team with a stern expression.
Surprisingly, they were not asked to do military gymnastics this time.
Instead, we go directly to the topic and teach them some quick-start fighting skills, such as how to defend simply and how to knock down the opponent as quickly and effectively as possible, starting from throwing, kicking, grabbing, and blocking.
These are not special tricks, but the simplest and most practical fighting tactics. Naturally, they are far inferior to those against masters, but they can at least bluff people when dealing with street gangsters.
Chang Yu personally came to the stage, explained one by one, and practiced carefully. Everyone also learned seriously. If you don't take it seriously, there is nothing you can do. You won't be kicked after three times.
Time passed by second by second, and there were more than 200 people in the warehouse. Sometimes they listened carefully, sometimes they showed signs, sometimes they practiced one-on-one, and almost no one cared whether it was still snowing outside. At this time, it was time.
With a clang, the warehouse door was kicked open, which shocked some people for a moment, and then gradually stopped their movements and all looked at it.