In October of the first year of Chongde, the five Jienu tribes in northern Xinjiang rebelled and gathered the remnants of the Tatars from the grassland. Their troops were directed at the important areas of the capital. The general soldiers of Jiayuguan 800 miles away rushed to report, and the Fifth Army Governor's Office dispatched two armies to assist.
; In October of the same year, during the fifth year of Renzong, King Jing of the Anhui vassal rebelled. He personally led 100,000 soldiers from the government and the rebel garrison, and went north to "anyway". ~
"One hundred thousand?!" Li was shocked.
Minglan turned her head and said, "Don't panic, uncle. We must have included the seven aunts and eight aunts of the cooks and workers. It would be good to have fifty thousand." The real strength of Cao Cao's million-strong army is only two to three hundred thousand.
Chang Wu stood up from his seat, nodded and said, "Yes. After asking carefully, it turns out that there are actually 30,000 troops."
"...I remember that after Emperor Taizong Wu put down the 'Nine Kings' Rebellion', he issued a strict decree that the vassal princes, starting from the prince, could not have more than three hundred soldiers in the palace, and they had no land, no subjects, and no official power. The local capital should supervise according to the system
The vassal king's actions are reported to the capital regularly. Why did King Jing suddenly send out 30,000 soldiers?" Ming Lan walked up to Chang Wu and asked.
Changwu smiled bitterly and replied: "I don't know, although King Jing made the late emperor dislike him and sent him to another place to join the feudal vassal early, the late emperor was kind and kind. Moreover, King Jing's biological mother, Concubine Jia, died young. The late emperor couldn't bear the suffering of his son outside, so he treated him
King Jing has been tolerant of many of his unscrupulous behaviors outside the country. In recent years, I have often heard in the camp that King Jing has great power in western Anhui, and local officials not only dare not speak out, but also help him."
Minglan raised her eyebrows and asked again: "Does Brother Wu know how King Jing behaves in the vassal territory?" Chang Wu was stunned: "What...means?" Minglan quickly broke down the question: "First, tell me how he plays a soldier?"
Chang Wu thought for a while and replied: "King Jing's biological mother was the legitimate daughter of the great general who served during the late emperor's reign. After King Jing established a vassal state, the general sent many capable ministers and generals there, and there were several captains of guards in the palace.
He is quite capable; but King Jing seems to value his uncles more, and often brings his concubines and brothers to the capital to ask for weapons, silver and food."
Minglan asked again: "How does he treat the people of Anhui?"
Chang Wu shook his head and said: "King Jing wants to support so many retinues and soldiers. How can the salary of the vassal king alone be enough? No matter how generous and generous the late emperor is, it is not enough. The rest can only be provided by the common people. There are... many high-ranking officials in Anhui."
Most wealthy families would send their daughters to Prince Jing's palace as concubines. In this way, local wealthy families would be tied to Prince Jing."
Minglan curled her lips in disbelief, and asked again: "What about King Jing's usual behavior?" Chang Wu was confused by the questions one after another. He felt that although this little sister's tone was gentle, her every question hit the point.
Sitting on the table, the old lady Shousheng frowned and shouted softly: "Ming Ya'er! What do you say? I'm just asking, is this a girl's question?" Minglan didn't reply, she just bowed her head and stood.
Everyone present in the Sheng family heard this and pointed their fingers. Li and Wen were stunned, Changsong opened his mouth. Sheng Wei listened in rapt attention and quickly waved his hands and said: "Auntie, don't blame your niece. Say hello, we are in a mess here; my niece and
Wu'er's question made it somewhat clear. That is to say, King Jing was nepotistic and exploited the people, and he didn't necessarily agree with the soldiers. So King Jing's rebellion may not succeed? Minglan, if you have anything to say, just ask." This is correct.
Old lady Zhu Sheng said.
Shulan also said enthusiastically: "Yes, yes."
Old Mrs. Sheng looked around the house and saw that they were all members of Sheng Wei's family, then she nodded towards Minglan. Minglan wanted to know more, so she stepped forward politely and asked Changwu: "When the second brother left the capital,
, what is the situation of the Jingwei Command Department and the 50% Army and Horse Department? Are the soldiers fully staffed? Are the equipment always on hand? Can various commanders be mobilized?"
Chang Wu knew best and immediately replied: "In the recent years since your Majesty ascended the throne, there have only been two or three transfers of commanders and envoys, but Tongzhi has changed a lot of commanders and commanders of the general capital, and promoted many younger brothers, among them.
[Ye*][*]After taking office, we have received many rectification instructions one after another. We are not allowed to eat empty wages, and we are not allowed to slack off and perform anything."
Sheng Wei looked relaxed and looked at Li with a slightly relieved look.
Minglan asked again: "What about the rebellion in Northern Xinjiang? How many troops came out of the capital?" Chang Wu made an estimate and said: "When we arrived in Lu, we heard that the Fifth Army Commander-in-Chief's Office had transferred about three soldiers.
Two-thirds of the soldiers."
Minglan pondered for a moment, and finally asked: "What about Yuzhong and Suxi...?"
Changwu knew what Minglan meant and sighed deeply: "In the past ten years or so, King Jing has returned to Beijing several times a year. On the way...well, the guards and clan kings in those places have all made good friends with him."
Minglan couldn't help but smile: "Then brother Wu is still eager to return to Beijing to serve?"
Chang Wu punched the table beside him and said regretfully: "What should I do?"
Civil servants rely on words and desk work to gain seniority, but the best way for them to be promoted to military attachés is through fighting. The last "Shenchen Rebellion" allowed a number of low-level officers like Changwu who were not distinguished brothers to be promoted to the position.
Minglan looked at the annoyed look on Chang Wu's face, and secretly added something to him: This King Jing is too insignificant. If he wants to rebel, he should have been informed in advance. If he had known that there was an opportunity to establish a business, he would not have come back.
; But now...
Mrs. Li hurriedly went over and stroked Long Wu's shoulders, and kindly advised her: "Wu'er, there is a chance of getting promoted in the war. Now it's a mess outside. Don't go out. My wife is still pregnant, so you can't."
There is a good or bad thing."
Although Sheng Wei also hopes that his son will be promoted to an official position, he still feels sorry for his son. He also said: "Mother said yes, people are the most important thing, not to mention... no one knows..." Shulan quickly added: "No one knows.
Which side wins!"
Sheng Wei slammed the table and shouted angrily: "Shut up, you damn girl! What nonsense are you talking about! It's inappropriate for Xu to be here!"
Shulan retracted her neck and stopped talking.
Changwu was full of bitterness and said vaguely: "My parents don't know something. Our military attachés say that wealth and honor are obtained in danger. How can soldiers fight tooth and nail without risking it? Although it is dangerous to quell the rebellion, it is compared to the bitter and cold places like Xiliang in northern Xinjiang. Nowadays,
This battle is already the cheapest."
Sheng Wei couldn't help but hesitate. Most of the people who were promoted in the army during the Taiping era were Quan Jue's younger brothers. The Sheng family had no foundation in the army. This was indeed a great opportunity. Moreover, military attachés were different from civil servants. Civil servants had to be seven-year-old and eighty-year-old.
, I can still be an old man, but military attachés are only good for the body. If you still can’t get into the capital by the age of sixty, then...
After learning about King Jing's rebellion a few days ago, Chang Wu immediately went to Jinling to inquire about the news. He knew that the hinterland of the Central Plains was in chaos. Chang Wu was impatient and wanted to return to the capital to serve. Sheng Wei and Li were frightened, and Chang Song and Wen also tried to dissuade them.
I also asked Mrs. Sheng to help me suppress the battle. Of course, Shulan Minglan and Xiao Changdong also sneaked in. (·~)
The atmosphere in Sheng Wei's family is relatively warm and harmonious, and the rules are not as strict as those of officials. The children always say whatever they want in front of their parents; there is no Ru Lan holding back, no Mo Lan making sarcastic remarks, and no Wang family being suspicious.
On the contrary, Sheng Wei and his wife dared to speak.
Mrs. Li was still trying to persuade her not to go to Changwu; Changwu was troubled by her mother and said helplessly: "Mother, I don't know! The capital is prosperous, and anyone who can hold an official position in the garrison of the capital is a powerful noble."
Brother, I still relied on my uncle to move around to get a job. Later, during the "Shenchen Rebellion", I was lucky enough to get a small job, and then I was promoted to the commander-in-chief. When I went to the local guard post, I could also be a commander. Mother,
But you know, if we really work hard at the border, it won’t take ten or eight years, will we be able to achieve it?!"
Mr. Li stuttered, looked at the family present in embarrassment, and finally shouted to Sheng Wei: "His father, he is talking!"
It wasn't that Sheng Wei didn't want to speak, but he didn't know what to say. His eyes swept over the faces of his family members, Li family, Changsong, Wen family, Shulan... They looked confused or embarrassed. Sheng Wei's eyes turned and he went up.
Sitting at the head is Old Mrs. Sheng, next to her are Minglan and Xiao Changdong.
Sheng Wei raised his hands to Mrs. Sheng and said respectfully: "Auntie is well-informed and eats more salt than we eat. My nephew asked auntie for advice." Mrs. Sheng glanced at Changwu and hesitated in her heart. She waved her hand and said slowly
He said: "How can a Taoist woman know about military matters? If my brother and Brother Bo are here, maybe I can tell you about Chou Yinmao."
Sheng Wei couldn't help but glance at Ming Lan, then turned around and looked at Chang Wu. Chang Wu knew what his father meant, so his father couldn't speak and naturally spoke, "Sister Ming, what do you think?"
Ming Lan lowered her head and stood beside Old Mrs. Sheng. After hearing this, she replied humbly: "On such a big matter, my uncle and brothers make the decision. How can a little girl know about it when my grandmother, uncles and aunts are in charge?"
Sheng Wei said gently: "Niece, let's talk about it. When we were young, we and our sisters studied together with Brother Bo. Mr. Zhuang is so knowledgeable, so let's talk about it."
Sheng Wei has been in business for more than 20 years and is quite proficient in the ways of official business and economics. He can also speak about the factions in the officialdom and the connections between aristocratic families. However, he is really confused about this important military matter. If it hadn't just been
Minglan's series of clear and sharp questions meant that he might not be able to understand the dire situation outside.
This cannot be blamed on him. In this era, there are no compulsory history courses for junior high and high schools, and there are no overwhelming popular history and military posts on the Internet. In ancient times, when information was limited, how could he, a businessman and a few housewives, know this.
Minglan saw Old Mrs. Sheng nod slightly towards her, walked out a few steps, thought for a while, and then said: "Brother Wu, Minglan knows what he means, and is afraid of missing this opportunity to repay. But second brother, think about it, go to the capital now."
, must pass through Anhui, Su, Henan, Shandong and Jin, and these places are probably in chaos now, and those bandits will not be idle, and they may also see the opportunity to make a fortune. 2.
My brother has no men around him now, so he might as well bring some servants with him, but this may not be enough."
After hearing this, Mrs. Li nodded repeatedly and said: "Sister Ming, we agreed! Brother Wu, this is what I'm afraid of!"
Chang Wu asked: "What if you disguise yourself in civilian clothes and ride along the common people's roads, you may not necessarily encounter disaster?"
Minglan nodded and said: "This is also possible." Li's face suddenly changed, and Chang Wu was a little happy. Who knew that Minglan's next sentence would be: "But how do you know that the second brother will be able to repay the result?"
Changwu was puzzled.
Minglan took a few steps closer to the big brass heater in the middle to warm himself up, and said with a smile: "There was chaos in the northern border area, and King Jing raised the flag of rebellion behind him. I don't know whether King Jing was waiting for the opportunity to act, or he was just adapting to the situation.
However, now that the anti-military movement is moving northward, it depends on the word "quickly". As long as Anhui, Su, Henan, Shandong and Shanxi are not hindered, if we can take advantage of the emptiness of the capital and capture the imperial city in one fell swoop, it will be a different day.
That’s half the story.”
The emperor had long disliked this domineering fifth brother and cut off several privileges of King Jing. He could no longer open coal mines and mint coins. He also had to cut his annual salary and reduce the number of soldiers in the palace. King Jing had been rebelling against him for a long time.
It's a little darker, a little more conspiracy theory, a little more unbelievable. Maybe the rebellion in Northern Xinjiang was the emperor's own bait. However, Minglan felt that she had read too many nonsensical military history novels. There were not many emperors in the world who dared to use the army to rebel.
To do conspiracy.
Li's lips turned white and she said in fear: "Then... can King Jing succeed?"
Minglan tilted her head and recalled: "When Mr. Zhuang was discussing history with us back then, he once said that since ancient times, rebellions by princes or vassal towns have always been under the guise of 'Qingjun side'; but now this King Jing is doing well, and he is angry at the emperor.
But the current Holy One clearly stated that the late emperor appointed the crown prince and then informed the Heaven and Earth Ancestral Temple that he ascended the throne. This alone makes King Jing’s name unfair and unjust.”
Only ordinary peasant uprisings would directly attack the emperor as a villain. For example, Comrade Zhang Jiao's famous slogan "Heaven is dead, Huang Tian shall stand." If it was a rebellion by his subjects, even if it was as powerful as An Lushan, which interrupted the foundation of the prosperous Tang Dynasty, he would not
I dare to say that it is all Li Longji's fault. I can only say that the old Yang family is good or bad. The old nobles still eat lychees desperately. The working people, let's go and fight against the traitors, so the Anshi Rebellion broke out.
"In addition, what brother Wu Er just said just now shows that King Jing also has a lot of weaknesses." Minglan added, "Furthermore, Your Majesty is very effective in reorganizing the armament of the capital. The capital has high and thick walls, so it may not be possible to capture it. All we have to do is delay it.
In time, the troops of King Qin from all over the world arrived, and King Jing had nothing to do."
Chang Wu's eyebrows were filled with joy, and he shouted anxiously: "My sister is right, that's why I have to rush back!"
Minglan poured cold water on them again: "That may not necessarily win. Back then, the Nine Kings' armies had many times the material and civilian strength of Emperor Taizong Wu. Who knew that in just a few years, Emperor Wu would annihilate them."
Shulan asked anxiously: "What do you mean? You keep talking nonsense over and over again!"
Sheng Wei glared at his daughter, and then looked at Minglan with confusion. He saw Minglan smiling bitterly and spreading her hands, wondering: "I don't know! Who can explain this kind of thing?" This is like shaking hands.
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Chang Wu had a dark face and stopped talking. Minglan stood in front of Sheng Wei and considered: "What my niece means is that the capital is too variable. It is uncertain whether we can get to the capital, and what the situation will be like when we get there. But Brother Wu is not certain."
It's better to just sit around, why not... go to Jinling and serve in the Jinling Captain's Mansion."
Chang Wu said strangely: "My sister is wrong. King Jing's army has all gone north, and there is no war in the south."
Minglan shook his head: "There is no war, but there are refugees, bandits, and even thieves who fish in troubled waters."
Chang Wu took a deep breath, pondered, and Ming Lan said: "Mr. Zhuang once said that wherever there is war, there will be refugees. Jinling is prosperous and prosperous, and it is close to Anhui. This time Brother Wu went to inquire, didn't he also say
Is the armament there lax and there is a vacancy of officers and men? No matter what, there is nothing wrong with protecting the home and the city and bringing peace to the people."
Mrs. Li finally became happy, and her face became a little dizzy: "Yes, yes, Jinling is only an hour's drive away from here, and my family is here to take care of me!" Youyang is to the south of Jinling, which is safer.
Sheng Wei also thought it was feasible, so he turned to Chang Wu and said, "I know a lot of people in the Jinling Duwei Mansion. I'll go with my Zhongweiwei badge and documents and write a letter for my father to Commander Liu Qiang." Yes.
With Sheng Hong's uncle, the censor who specializes in complaining, the commander of the Jinling capital would not be greedy for Chang Wu's labor.
After saying this, the Sheng family members all breathed a sigh of relief, and everyone turned to persuade Chang Wu to go to Jinling. Chang Wu was told that he was dizzy, so he hesitated and asked Minglan, "Are there really going to be refugees?" When he went there a few days ago, Jinling looks very harmonious.
Minglan counted the days on her hands: "Well... let's wait and see."
Chang Wu glared at his little cousin, Ming Lan looked back innocently - the dog-headed military advisor is indeed a good profession, he is only responsible for giving out ideas, whether to adopt them or not is other people's business, if you agree, you will have your share of the work, if it is not good, then it is the boss's fault. Judgment, why do you just listen to what you believe; listen to what the military advisor says, but can he jump off the building?
After everyone dispersed, Mrs. Sheng grabbed Minglan and said softly: "You just said you came up with it yourself?"
Minglan nodded and thought over and over what she just said. It should not be beyond the society of the times. Sheng Hong, Chang Bai, or any civil servant with a vision could tell that.
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Minglan leaned over and bit her ear: "I'm not sure at all."
The old lady was stunned.
Minglan lay on the old lady's shoulder and said slowly in her ear: "Actually, I agree with my eldest aunt that life is more important than promotion, but Brother Wu is definitely not willing to give up, so I'll just find something for him to do."
The old lady was stunned for a while and asked in surprise: "Is that all nonsense?"
"How can there be?!" Minglan lowered her voice, "Most of the first part is true; only the last few sentences are mixed with water. After all, Jinling is a companion capital. The city is tall and thick, and refugees can't come in so easily."
The old lady pursed her lips and hummed: "The little girl is very clever." Then she sighed to the sky and said worriedly: "I wonder what happened to my father and Brother Bai? I must be safe."
Minglan thought for a while and said seriously: "My granddaughter just thought of something. In fact, the rebels are now closer to us than to my father. If King Jing encounters obstacles on his way north, the stragglers will rush back to attack the weaker Jinling, or It is to plunder the army to supplement the army's pay, or to capture the city as a nest, so now... we should worry about ourselves first, and after King Jing has won several battles, we can worry about my father and the others."
Minglan paused for a moment, then kindly added another sentence: "This sentence is not watered down."
The old lady just sighed and was choked back. She stared at Minglan for a long time, her chest was heaving with emotion, and she suddenly felt that she would live a long life.