After the city entry ceremony, Jia Liu did not immediately convene the Xiangyang Civil, Military and Military Conference, and began to arrange his troops, deploy his troops, sharpen his swords, and execute the "Battle of Huguangda" that he had preached on various public occasions as early as in the capital.
First, I went to visit Chang Qing, the admiral of Yunnan who was seriously ill.
Chang Qing was born in the Zhenglan Banner of Manchuria. In his early years, he served as a long history officer in the Prince's Palace of Ning County. Later, he went to Burma with General Mingrui. After the defeat, he served as the Admiral of Yunnan to this day.
In the siege of Jinchuan and Jinchuan a few years ago, the Yunnan Green Battalion led by Chang Qing contributed a lot, and he was also a member of Agui's party who served as the general of Dingxi after Wen Fu.
After Agui was punished for his rebellion, Chang Qing was examined for a period of time.
The old rich man who was the governor of Sichuan at that time wanted to kill Chang Qing, but he was afraid that after killing Chang Qing, the Yunnan Green Camp would not listen to him and even trigger a mutiny. After all, Chang Qing was very prestigious among the Yunnan Army, so he thought twice about it.
Chang Qing was given the opportunity to make meritorious deeds.
Later, Shu Jing'an, the left deputy general of Dingxi, led his troops into Huguang to pursue the Fan bandits but failed, so Chang Qing led Yunnan Green Camp to join the battle in Huguang.
During this period, he was busy rescuing various departments like a fire captain, and he became ill after going back and forth and being acclimatized.
From the beginning of the illness to the present, the condition has been recurring, good and bad, and now he is bedridden and cannot even walk on the ground.
As a veteran of the Eight Banners and an old hero, Chang Qing, the general and king Jia Liu, of course had to go to check on his condition.
It can also be seen as the respect of the younger generation for the older generation.
For this reason, he specially brought two century-old ginseng that Asiha gave him when he was in Beijing and went to Guangde Temple, the place where Changqing recuperated, located in the northwest of Xiangyang City.
This temple was first built in the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty and was originally named Yunju Zen Temple. During the Chenghua period of the Ming Dynasty, the emperor Xianzong of the Ming Dynasty personally gave the plaque "Guangde Zen Forest" to it, so it was renamed "Guangde Temple".
When he learned that General Wang had come to visit Amma, Chang Qing's eldest son Chang Ximing was so excited that he quickly brought people to the temple gate to greet him.
"No gift!"
Jia Liu personally stepped forward to help Chang Ximing up and asked him how Amma's illness was going.
"Reply to the prince, I, Amata..."
When talking about Amma's condition, Chang Ximing looked sad, and his words were awkward, and then he started crying. It seemed that Chang Qing was not going to die soon.
This is a filial son, I am not as good as him.
Jia Liu sighed secretly, feeling very uncomfortable.
As far as he knew, Chang Qing's illness was entirely caused by fatigue.
Why are you tired?
Because, on the Huguang front line, some people are really desperate, some are pretending to be desperate, and some are not only not desperate, but also constantly digging holes for their own people to fall into...
Not to mention Chang Qing, even Nurhachi and Huang Taiji were resurrected, and there was nothing they could do about it.
And the root of all this is him, the great general king.
It can also be said that he indirectly exhausted Chang Qing, a veteran of the Eight Banners.
After a few words of comfort to Chang Ximing, Jia Liu came outside Changqing ward.
Because Chang Qing was unconscious, Jia Liu waited outside and casually asked Chang Ximing about the situation in Yunnan Green Camp.
General Guo Guangde of the Jiangsu Green Battalion rebelled and attacked and killed Marzhan. The Yunnan Green Battalion suffered heavy losses. Originally there were more than 6,000 horse and infantry soldiers, but now only less than half remain.
A lot of heavy equipment had also been discarded. If we hadn't been together with Jiangxi Green Camp to keep each other warm, and had Xiangyang City to rely on, I'm afraid the pursuing bandit army would have been defeated.
Hubei Governor Zheng Dajin replenished the Yunnan Green Camp with some ordnance, but the morale and morale of the army obviously could no longer compare with the past.
Even Chang Ximing was afraid of the rebels in his words.
Just as he was talking, Chang Qing woke up in the ward, and the doctor gave him some medicinal soup to make him feel better.
Accompanied by Chang Ximing, Jia Liu walked lightly into the room and found that Chang Qing on the hospital bed looked very thin, with sunken eye sockets. He looked as if he was skin and bones. A man in his fifties looked like a man in his seventies or eighties.
About the same age.
It's really like running out of gas.
The power of medicine and stone is beyond saving.
"General Chang, I am here to see you on behalf of the imperial court. Don't move, just lie down..."
Jia Liu held Chang Qing's right hand that was stretched out outside the bed with one hand, and signaled Chang Qing with the other hand not to struggle, let alone to salute.
Seeing this, Chang Ximing quickly brought a stool to the prince.
Jia Liu sat down, clasping his hands together to wrap Chang Qing's skinny right hand, leaning forward slightly, his expression solemn, and his eyes full of care from his superiors.
"Your Majesty, I am afraid that I will die... I will not regret my death. I just wish I could follow the prince to kill thieves..."
Chang Qing spoke intermittently, and seemed to use all his strength in every sentence, which was extremely unbearable to watch.
Jia Liu looked sad and comforted him: "Old general, don't talk anymore. Take a rest and recover. When you are well, you can go kill thieves with me..."
Chang Qing shook his head slightly and said in a weak voice that he was afraid that he would not be able to survive these two days. He kept holding on like this just because he wanted to wait for the General Wang to come over so that he could give his suggestions on how to defeat the thieves.
"If these strategies can help the prince... help the prince to suppress the thieves, the general will still have a smile on his face even if he dies... Xi Ming,"
Chang Qing looked at his son with lost luster in his eyes.
Chang Ximing hurriedly brought over the Ping Thief Strategy that Ama dictated half a month ago and asked him to write for him. Jia Liu took it and opened it to read carefully. They were all very reasonable suggestions.
From the platooning of troops to the formation of formations, to the movement of food and grass, every item written is the hard work of an experienced general.
However, the last one is a bit strange. Chang Qing actually reminded General Wang to pay attention to the Sichuan Army because he suspected that someone in Sichuan Green Camp had been secretly colluding with the Sichuan thieves.
The previous Chongqing deputy general Ma Dayuan's surrender to the thieves was not accidental, it seemed to be a conspiracy that had been brewing for a long time.
Jia Liu solemnly put away the strategy and asked Chang Qing which generals were available in Yunnan Green Camp.
Chang Qing mentioned a few names, Jia Liu remembered them in his heart, and comforted Chang Qing with a few words before leaving.
Unexpectedly, before walking very far, I heard crying from behind, and it turned out that Chang Qing died of illness.
Jia Liu sighed and told Ding Qing: "Make arrangements to buy a high-quality coffin for Admiral Chang and transport it back to the capital in my special car... All expenses along the way will be paid for by General Wang Xingyuan, and additionally in my own name."
Five hundred taels of money."
After giving these instructions, Jia Liu got on his horse and soon appeared at the Green Camp station in Sichuan.
Wang Fu, Zu Yingyuan, Chang Bingzhong, Zhang Dabiao, Bao Guozhong, An Lu, Madrid...
Looking at those familiar faces and the pairs of eyes hazy with tears, Jia Liu's heart almost melted.
"Captain, you have lost weight!"
Wang Fu's hands were tightly clasped with Master Jia's. He was a little sad because the captain looked more round than two years ago.
The water and soil of my hometown nourish people.
"Afu, you have lost weight too."
Jia Liu happily patted Wang Fu's extremely strong pectoralis major muscles, and then looked at Zu Yingyuan, Lao Chang and the others who were waiting for him to shake hands. Their faces suddenly became serious and they snorted unhappily:
"I heard that some of you want to replace me, saying that a real man should be like this, and saying that a heterogeneous species can also be king, what are you talking about!
...In just two years, our friendship is no longer unbreakable and has turned into a pot of gruel!"