Half a month ago, the Tatars suddenly entered the border and were besieged. People in the capital were panicked and everyone was in danger. Finally, in the early morning, a battle was held to decide the outcome. The Tatars attacked the city and withdrew their troops, and the whole city cheered.
The heavy rain was still pouring down, and there were corpses lying on the ground outside the city in the mud with no one to clean them up. The blood stains had been washed away by the rain and there was no trace left. If it weren't for these corpses, it would seem that nothing had happened.
The city has been partially lifted. Even though the heavy rain was heavy, it still couldn't stop the excitement of the people who came to the streets, running around and cheering. Some people were asking about the details of the battle to defend the city. The teahouses and restaurants on the streets were very good at seizing the opportunity to open stores to make a living, and then they
The place was full, and all kinds of gossips and rumors spread among the guests.
The soldiers of the Beijing Camp defended the city for their meritorious service. The emperor ordered the queen, the prince, the princess and the military bosses to go and reward them. This was an unprecedented and supreme honor, and it also represented that the officers and soldiers of the Beijing Camp were rewarded for their heroic performance while defending the city.
After receiving the emperor's approval, the officers and soldiers of each battalion were in high spirits and couldn't bear to be excited.
Rewarding the troops is not an easy job. The main empress and a group of big bosses are too particular about formalism, and they are not as bold as Chang Yu. They say a few heartfelt words and still leave the money. It is easy for him if the officers and soldiers find it satisfying.
But there are many royal rules. From leaving the palace to traveling to welcoming the officers and soldiers entering the military camp, there are one or more sets of rules. Queen Zhou and a kind of military boss can still keep their composure, but the young prince Zhu Cixiang is too influenced by Chang Yu.
, felt that too much red tape was boring, but even if it was boring, it was far better than being bored in the palace, but he really wanted to go to the Yamen to see Chang Yu and listen to him talk about the details of defending the city. It must be spectacular, dangerous and exciting.
However, he can only think about it now. There are many ministers around him when he leaves the palace with the queen. How can he be allowed to run around? Look at the little girl Kunxing who has always been by the queen's side.
In fact, the little girl seems to be calm, but in fact she is very proud. I was on the city just before the Tatars attacked...
Of course, Empress Zhou didn't know what the two children were thinking. She led a group of ministers to visit the wounded soldiers in the military camp. She sincerely thanked these warriors who fought tooth and nail to defend the capital, and thanked them for preserving the foundation of the old Zhu family.
Of course, this time the reward for the troops was not the usual free memorandums and pie cakes used by the royal family before. It was actually something real, money! Before the war, the government and the private sector launched a fund-raising campaign, and the income was very generous. Empress Zhou said that the emperor had already issued a decree
, the proceeds from the donation will be rewarded to the entire army!
There was a sensation in the military camp and the whole army cheered!
When talking about fundraising, I have to mention another big boss. Wu Mengming, the commander of the Jinyi Guards, used his personal capacity to call on the city's nobles to donate money and silver. This offended many big bosses, but he was not afraid of the powerful and blocked the door to ask for donations, and he won the hearts of the people for a while.
The Jin Yiwei, who is highly respected and famous throughout the city, and who was feared and secretly scolded by everyone in the past, now feels a little better than before. When Commander Wu is mentioned, people will give him a thumbs up, awesome!
Respected by the people below and favored by the emperor, Commander Wu has been enjoying great success recently. At this time, he also came to the military camp with Queen Zhou to reward the troops. However, because of the donation, he had a grudge with many people, and the ministers did not want to pay attention to him. In fact,
Even Jin Yiwei is always looked down upon by the yamen.
Come on. I don’t want to get close to you yet. Commander Wu looked disdainful at the cold looks of those ministers. He only had his friends to play with. Needless to say, Chunxiang represents Dongchang Yamen.
Although Chunxiang is slightly younger than Chang Yu, he is actually more suitable to work in Dongchang. He is not like Chang Yu who always has a friendly face when meeting everyone. He can even be said to be cold. It used to be good to be a handy eunuch.
This temperament has grown day by day since he came to Dongchang. Of course, most people would not dare to look at him.
Of course, he also dislikes many people. For example, he sincerely despises the officers and soldiers in the military camp. Although they have done a good job in defending the city, the pretentiousness on their faces seems to have done something great and awesome.
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Damn! It’s just standing on the city, throwing a few stones, and shooting a few arrows! Compared to the frontline soldiers and horses who are fighting outside all year round, it’s nothing. It’s raining heavily outside, but at least you have something warm to drink and a barracks.
You can hide from the rain and lie down comfortably, but what about those field troops...
Chunxiang had followed Chang Yu on an expedition to Taiyuan, where he had fought and endured hardships, witnessed real cruelty, and experienced the hardships of the field troops.
Empress Zhou and a group of ministers were still comforting the wounded soldiers, while Wu Mengming and Chunxiang were whispering to the side, talking about the battle to defend the city in the early morning. Suddenly they heard a noise outside, and someone was making an uproar. They looked curiously,
It turned out that there was hail, and the crackling was very scary.
The sudden heavy rain and the sudden hail were regarded as strange phenomena in the capital of the Ming Dynasty in this early summer. However, the people of the Ming Dynasty had not seen any natural or man-made disasters for many years and had long been accustomed to it.
Inside the Dongchang Yamen, the sleeping little eunuch was awakened by the sound of hail outside. He frowned and looked out the window. The changing situation of the day made his heart beat with fear.
The sky is getting dark, the rain is getting smaller, and the fireworks are falling in the city. It feels a bit like the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, but it is not as quiet. After all, the enthusiasm of the people in the streets and alleys has not dissipated. On the contrary, it has become more and more popular with the influx of various gossips.
of anger.
The members of the royal family who had rewarded the army had returned to the palace. Except for the standing patrol forces, the rest of the city had withdrawn to the military camps. The refugees in the outer city cheered for the victory of defending the city while shaking their heads and thinking about finding a dry place to spend the night.
In the imperial city, Emperor Chongzhen held an evening dynasty in a panic, convening hundreds of officials to handle court affairs in the Huangji Hall. They discussed not only immediate military affairs, but also local civil affairs, how to provide disaster relief, and various post-war aftermath issues.
At the gate of Dongchang Yamen, Wu Mengming held up an umbrella and said to the guard: "Did the Factory Supervisor really say that he would not see anyone, not even me?"
"Commander Wu, please don't embarrass me. The factory supervisor told you before that no one will be seen except for the emperor's summons. His old man stayed up all night after a fierce battle in the city. He is asleep at the moment. Why don't you go in and have a sip of tea?"
Wait, maybe the factory supervisor will wake up soon..."
"No." Wu Mengming returned to the carriage. He would rather wait in the carriage than go into the Dongchang Yamen and stare at him. The main reason was that the yin energy there was too strong and it would be uncomfortable to stay there for a long time.
Just as he squinted his eyes, he heard the sound of carriages and horses again. Wu Mengming opened the curtain and took a look. He saw Wang Jiayan, the governor of the capital, getting off the carriage and walking towards the yamen gate. He was puzzled.
In his eyes, there is no difference between Dongchang Yamen and the underworld of ghosts. Everyone avoids it. Why did Lao Wang do the opposite and send him to his door? Didn't he hate eunuchs in the past?
"Master Wang, what a coincidence." Wu Mengming got off the carriage and said hello. Wang Jiayan, who had just arrived at the door, was startled when he heard the sound. When he saw it was Wu Mengming, he raised his hand and said, "Commander Wu, are you here to drink too?"
Drinking? Wu Mengming was startled: "Mr. Wang, could it be that you came to have a drink with the factory supervisor?"
Wang Jiayan frowned and shook his head with a smile: "It seems that Mr. Wu is no longer here. I think he is here on business, why don't you go in?"
Wu Mengming laughed aloud, feeling very sad. On the same day, he even asked Lao Wang to come for a drink, but he didn't even see me: "I heard that the factory supervisor is still resting."
Really? Wang Jiayan said "Oh" and said to the fan at the door: "Please tell me, Mr. Factory Supervisor, that Wang Kaimei of Jingying (Wang Jiayan's courtesy name is Kaimei) wants to see you."
The man responded and left. Wu Mengming's old face turned red, and the jar of jealousy in his heart shattered to pieces.
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Thanks to Jia Waixiong and Chi Qingshi for the reward, and thanks to book friends for their voting support. (To be continued)