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    Beijing, Forbidden City, in the imperial study.

    Zhu Youjian, Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty, was sitting next to his desk, with a calm expression on his face. He was holding a purple-haired pen and white rice paper in front of him, as if he wanted to write something.  I just pondered for a long time, but the tip of my pen has not yet come down.

    After a while, a drop of ink fell, making a big black spot on the white paper.  Chongzhen sighed and simply put down the brush. The calm expression on his face finally broke, and he turned around and called:

    "Cao Banban?"

    The two chamberlains guarding the door took a step forward at the same time, but no one responded.  And Chongzhen also immediately reacted - Cao Huachun was ordered to supervise the short-haired army, and the two people taking charge here were Zhang Yixian and Wang Chengen.

    Originally, only one person was enough, but the two eunuchs Zhang and Wang did not want to miss this good opportunity, so they each used some means to find a way to get into the emperor's imperial study, even if it was just a temporary position - after all  Among the eunuchs in the Forbidden City, the eunuch Bingbi, the eunuch in charge of rituals, had the greatest power.  This power mainly comes from being able to accompany the emperor when he handles government affairs.

    Chongzhen actually knew the little plans of these chamberlains, but he didn't care - after all, he had been the emperor for seven years and had some experience in the emperor's mind.  Although he still couldn't defeat the cunning and cunning civil servants of the outer court, it was still enough to suppress the inner palace prisoners whose wealth and life were entirely in their own hands.

    If two people stare at each other, supervise, contain, and compete with each other, it will be much easier for them to use it. For example, at this moment, Chongzhen just clicked on the window and did not give any specific instructions, but the two smart eunuchs immediately understood  With his intention in mind, he quickly stepped forward and pushed open the lattice window - facing east, towards Tongzhou and Tianjin.

    The Yongtong Bridge is a full twenty miles away from here, so it is obviously impossible for any movement to come over.  But Emperor Chongzhen was still looking at the sky in ecstasy, imagining everything that was about to happen there. Not long ago, news came via telegram from the Shorthair side, saying that they had encountered the Tatar army at Yongtong Bridge and that fighting had begun. It was estimated that one day  You can see the difference within.

    The telegram was very short, with only a dozen words. Even an illiterate eunuch could remember it and accurately transmit it to the palace. At this time, there were more than a dozen eunuchs queuing outside the short-haired telegraph office.  Waiting, ready to rush to the palace anytime and anywhere with the latest news coming back from there.

    There was a slight noise outside the door. Wang Chengen walked out immediately, returned after a while, bowed and played:

    "To report to the Emperor, there is another battle report from Qiongzhen."

    "Read quickly."

    Chongzhen responded immediately, and Wang Chengen paused for a moment - the message this time was very long, and not ordinary people could remember it.  Fortunately, as a great eunuch, his ability to recite imperial edicts is not weak. Wang Chengen recalled briefly and recited in a measured tone:

    "The imperial envoy was monitoring the food, wages, soldiers, horses, border troops, and rewards in Qiongzhen. Cao Huachun, the Superintendent of Ceremonies and the Eunuch, reported: At that time, the bandit army arrived in large numbers. They first attacked me in scattered formations. General Ma blasted them with artillery. The thieves were defeated and fled.  There are also countless thieves and chiefs in red who have fallen from their horses and do not know whether they are alive or dead."

    When he heard this, the impatient Chongzhen couldn't help but stand up:

    "Is the fight over now?"

    Wang Chengen quickly shook his head and recited the second half of the paragraph:

    "The thieves' power has been reduced for the time being, but their army is still gathered in the clouds several miles away, and the soldiers are still sharp. All the generals in Qiongzhen thought that there would be a fierce battle in the afternoon, so they ordered the whole army to rest and enjoy their meals. I also got a few small cakes.  There are a few pieces, and the pine nuts on them are very good"

    After that, there was a lot of nonsense that had no important point. Chongzhen could only hear his eyebrows jump.  But it happened that it was difficult to have an attack - because this was what he personally told Cao Huachun when he sent him there: when you get there, you must have a sharp ear and eyes, and report everything in detail, no matter how big or small the situation is, no matter how trivial the details are.

    So Cao Huachun did just that. As a eunuch who made his fortune by serving people, he was only good at this.  Chongzhen didn't expect him to have the refinement ability to write accurate battle reports, so he could only listen to nonsense patiently at this time.

    Fortunately, he could at least feel one thing from this nonsense: those short-haired guys were very calm and composed from top to bottom, and had no fear of the upcoming fierce battle.  Realizing this made Chongzhen feel slightly comforted, but then he felt a strange feeling: those short-haired birds were not good birds either.  For the Ming Dynasty, the best outcome of this war was of course that both sides would suffer losses.  However, with the cunning and cunning shown by those shorthairs all the time, Chongzhen didn't think they would fail to see this.

    Therefore, it is obvious that those people came to this troubled water because they felt that they would definitely win and get benefits.  Shorthair never does business at a loss. After this battle, how much profit will they extract from Daming?

    Chongzhen stroked his forehead and fell into deep thought again.

    …………

    At the same time, in the northOn the other side of the capital, in the office area of ??Qiongshifang, the group of people including the blind date group and the trade group were also in a daze looking at the telegrams and newspapers that had just been sent back from the front line.

    “Compared with the little eunuchs in the palace who had to memorize and run errands back and forth, they could directly check the newly translated telegraph newspaper immediately, and get the fastest and most complete information.  But this did not alleviate everyone's anxiety. They could not even be as unconditionally optimistic about Qiong Haijun as outsiders could - they were all too aware of the strengths and weaknesses, strengths and weaknesses of their own army.

    "Six thousand versus eighty thousand, the advantage is mine."

    Seeing that everyone looked nervous, Guo Yiyuan tried his best to tell a joke to liven up the atmosphere, but unfortunately no one appreciated it, and instead received a few more eye rolls.  So Guo Yi had to return to his normal and serious tone:

    "There's nothing to worry about. Didn't we conduct repeated drills before the war? No matter how many infantry the opponent has, they will definitely not be able to break through our artillery line of fire."

    "The key lies in the cavalry Judging from the telegram, the only ones present on the battlefield are Mongolian cavalry. The main force of the Manchurian cavalry is missing, and it may become the winner on the battlefield."

    Next to him, Lin Hanlong frowned and said - all the personnel in Qiong Haijun's capital team with some military experience gathered in this "war situation room".  Including Chen Tao and Wang Chen, who were not usually very interested in the military, now they had to squeeze in, but they could only sit in the chairs next to them and drink tea nervously.

    On the other side, Old Jack did not participate in the discussion. He kept looking down at the topographic map around Yongtong Bridge on the table, and from time to time he spread his fingers to measure the positions of the enemy and ourselves based on the description in the telegram - he could not make a sandbox in a hurry, so he just  You can lay out a highly accurate map around the capital, and then put a bunch of small chess pieces on it to simulate a battle situation.

    "So Pang Yu prepared four heavy machine guns to wait for them, and deliberately arranged the positions very compactly to ensure that the machine gun positions could all be covered. This was the ultimate goal"

    Guo Yi tried his best to comfort everyone, but soon realized that everyone knew what he said, but they just couldn't relieve their tension, including himself.

    With a helpless sigh, Guo Yi stood up and planned to go out to relax.  Outside the conference room is a small garden with elegant scenery. There are usually no people around and it is very quiet.  But it seemed a bit crowded at the moment. Not only the stone piers and bamboo chairs, but also the rockeries and rocks everywhere were full of people.

    ——These are their "connected households" in the capital, and they are the ones with the closest connections and the highest status.  For example, among the Wu Xun families with whom they were married, the older generation of family members did not come, but almost all of them sent their most capable juniors, and most of them were the next generation who would inherit the title, to inquire about the information.

    At this time, most of them were gathered together, and they didn’t dare to make any noise, just all kinds of nervous whispers.  From time to time, he glanced in the direction of the conference room - this "war room" could only be entered by Makun.  All the news sent back from the front line first came from here - because the original texts of those telegrams were sent here and interpreted by Mr. Shorthair himself.

    So Guo Yicai received a lot of attention and gifts as soon as he walked out. Guo Yi naturally knew what those people were thinking, and at the same time he knew very well how to behave - no matter how nervous he was inside, he immediately became confident and confident the moment he walked out.  Calm.

    "Yes, we are fighting. It will probably be over today, it will be very simple"

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? Go up to the group of "Second Generations" and chat with them for a few words with a smile on his face.

    ?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? off out and saw a few people sitting on the other side, they were also young elites from the Ming Dynasty, but they were clearly different from the group of nobles, and even the places where they sat were deliberately separated.

    ——Those are a group of scholars recommended by Qian Qianyi, Zhou Yanru and others. Of course, they are not ordinary poor people. They have all passed the imperial examination. At the very least, they have a reputation as a civil servant. The court will make great use of them sooner or later.  I came here just to set up a short-haired line and see if I could find a better position within Qiong Haijun's sphere of influence.

    “After all, these days there are too many officials and few jobs, and the land in Qiongzhen is notoriously fat. Even if it is not very fat in the first place, it can be fattened up in their hands.  There are also the success stories of Wang Jieshan and Shi Xianzhi's predecessors, not to mention the treasures of Mr. Qian Muzhai and Mr. Qian.  Even if the short-haired bandits have a bad background, there is nothing wrong with burning an extra stick of incense and worshiping in an extra temple. Maybe it will be effective.

    Among this group of people, the leader was Wu Weiye, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy, and later the famous Mr. Meicun, who was famous for his poetry.  Everyone in Qiong Haijun is also very interested in this historical celebrity and is very interested in making friends.  Whenever Wu Weiye comes over, Guo Yilin, Hanlong and others will personally receive him and talk to him whenever they are free.Get closer.

    But when Guo Yi glanced over, he found that Wu Dahanlin was a little unseemly. Although he was chatting with his companions, his eyes were always darting towards the rockery pavilion.  Looking over there.

    And the people sitting in that pavilion are all female subjects at the moment. In addition to Wang Jiaojiao, Zhu Yueyue, Anna, Su Muxue and other "female concubines", there are also several princes and ladies, including his wife, Guo Yi, who has never been married.  The place where these women's books were located should have been separated from outsiders, or at least covered with a curtain, but the current situation was in a hurry and this aspect was not taken into consideration.

    Fortunately, most of the visitors are decent people, so they will naturally take the initiative to avoid looking at them.  But he never expected that a dignified Hanlin scholar, a famous literary figure in history, would actually do it This made Guo Yi, a former literary young man, feel quite disillusioned.

    With a complicated mood, he stepped forward and quietly blocked the other party's sight.  Of course, there is still a decent smile on his face:

    "How are you, Bachelor Wu?"
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