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Volume 1 Weizhou Snow Chapter 846 Thunderous Changes

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    According to the plan, after the situation is basically stable, Song Nan will lead the army and return in triumph in batches; the guards and horses from Shanxi, Shandong and other places will set off one day in advance and return to their local guards; followed by the soldiers and horses from the Gyeonggi Guard, and finally  Song Nan personally led the Second Army and the Tuanying troops outside Shenshu Camp back to Beijing.  + This arrangement is to highlight the grandness of the victory of this battle. The first two groups of troops are like paving the way for Song Nan, and finally the Duke of Zhen comes on stage and returns in triumph; this is not Song Nan's own arrangement  , but the plan proposed by his generals.  I originally thought that quelling the rebellion would take a long time, but I didn't expect that it would be resolved so quickly. Zhu Chenhao's rebellion was even more vulnerable than the rebellion of Liu Liu and Liu Qi, which would inevitably make people think about Chen Hao's rebellion this time.  A mere misunderstanding of the harmfulness of the rebellion will also greatly reduce the rewards that will come after this rebellion.  The generals do not want to be considered as doing something that is not difficult when they are rewarded for their merits, thus lowering the standard of the reward, so they have to make up for it in form.  Although they did this for Song Nan, it was also for themselves.  Especially Jiang Bin and Xu Tai. Jiang Bin was better. At least he won Nankang and Jiujiang, and finally won a few cities. Xu Tai only participated in the battle of Anqing at the last moment, and his victory over the city was also very impressive.  He is a single person, so he is somewhat suspected of being a gangster.  This arrangement for the return journey was proposed by Xu Tai, and all the generals hit it off.  Song Nan naturally saw all this in his eyes. If the time went back five or six years, Song Nan might have said disdainfully: "It's unnecessary, and it's all over if we go back to Beijing together?" However, Song Nan now knows the way of governing people well, and he understands it well.  He understands the sorrow of human nature, so he pretends to be confused and just lets them arrange it.  Because of this, we were delayed for five or six days in Anqing City.  On February 27, the first batch of officers and soldiers from Shandong and Shanxi Guard Stations set off in triumph as vanguard troops.  On February 28, the troops from the Gyeonggi Guard Station returned.  The soldiers and horses of the Beijing camp, originally scheduled to set off early in the morning of March 8, the eighth year of Zhengde, have already made preparations to set off on this day. Early tomorrow morning, they will set off back to Beijing amidst the sound of firecrackers blasting in the streets of Anqing Prefecture.  The generals under their command even arranged ceremonies along the way. They required local officials to prepare the reception in advance whenever the army passed through a large state capital, making it simple but grand, frugal and warm.  As for how to realize this contradictory request, that is not something they should consider. The officials of the Ming Dynasty were all talented people, so it must be that this 'reasonable' request is not difficult to achieve.  However, what no one expected was that on the night before the departure of the Beijing camp, the night watch soldiers and horses at the north gate of Anqing City saw a cavalry team composed of more than a dozen torches calling the door at the gate.  The soldiers thought they were the scout team sent back by the army marching ahead to contact them. They were still cursing and cursing at them for being so nervous in the middle of the night, when suddenly there was a banging roar from below the city.  The Baihu who were stationed at the city gate were startled, jumped up from the hay spread in the corner of the city tower, and shouted loudly: "What's going on? Is there a rebellion? Are those people below the city trying to rebel?" "Go back to Baihu,  They were impatient to wait for the city gate to be opened, so they fired fire cannons into the sky to show their dissatisfaction. "Is it the opposite? I'm going to create a panic in the middle of the night and tell them that if they make any noise, I will tell them to stay outside the city until dawn."  Although Hu's mouth was hard, he was beating the drum in his heart. The cavalry equipped with fire guns must not be ordinary cavalry. They might be the Jin Yiwei from the personal guard camp at the hands of Duke Zhen. That would be a big trouble.  Although the words were harsh, the hundred households did not dare to neglect them. They looked down from the top of the city and saw more than a dozen cavalry and horses lined up outside the city gate. The hundred households had good eyesight. Although they were dozens of steps apart, under the torch  Under the bright light, he could still clearly see the costumes of the soldiers under the city. Thank God, they were not the Fire Gun Tiqi, the bodyguard of Jin Yiwei, but the costume of the man in the middle almost made his eyes pop out.  The man in the middle is not dressed as a military attache. His short and fat body is in sharp contrast with the muscular postures of the soldiers around him. He is wearing a set of clothes that are actually the clothes of an internal official. This man is a eunuch; hundreds of households guarding the city will be there at once.  It dawned on me that the news of the quelling of the rebellion had already been reported to the court, and the Duke of Zhen Guo had been delayed in the city for several days. The court must have sent the Duke of the Inner Court to convey the message of comfort.  Before the formal reward was given, the imperial court usually had to do this once, but he actually blocked the way of the imperial envoy of the inner court and was still dawdling here in confusion.  The hundreds of households guarding the city yelled and ordered the city gate to be opened quickly to let them in. He personally organized the army and took more than a dozen soldiers to the door to greet them. After a while, more than a dozen riders rolled in like the wind, and behind the city gate  The short and fat eunuch imperial envoy reined in the horse and asked in a high-pitched voice: "Who is the general on duty at the city gate?" The hundred households hurriedly stepped forward, nodded and bowed and said: "Replying to your lord, this is a humble position." The eunuch hooked his fingers.  Said: "You come closer." The hundred householdsXiaoxiao walked a few steps forward and came to the eunuch's horse. The eunuch nodded and said, "It's you, you blind thing." Baihu instinctively felt that things were going to be bad. There was a rustle of wind beside his face.  He didn't dare to dodge, and then he heard several crisp sounds of "papapapapapa", and the hundred households were slapped five or six times in the mouth, until stars appeared in front of their eyes.  "I'll beat you for being such a short-sighted person. You're so lazy and can't open the city gate. Do you know how far our family has traveled and how important it is to report to the Duke of your town? If it weren't for our family's urgent matter, today  They were skinned alive." Baihu covered his face and did not dare to speak. Several knights on the side persuaded him in a low voice: "Eunuch Zhang, it is important to see the Duke of Zhen as soon as possible. You don't have to be angry with these soldiers. After the battle,  You must be a bit lazy." The eunuch snorted and shouted, "I didn't lead the way to report to the Duke of Zhen. I asked Zhang Yong, the eunuch of the inner court, to see him." The hundred households guarding the city almost peed their pants when they saw this man.  It was the top leader of the inner court, Zhang Yong, the eunuch in charge of the ceremony. If he had known that this big shot was coming tonight, he would have opened his eyes and guarded the city gate as soon as it got dark. How dare you neglect him?  How dare the hundreds of households guarding the city to be negligent in the slightest? They led the horses in the stables behind the city gate, and with their faces flushed and burning, they led the people towards the city.  Song Nan was having a sweet dream. In the dream, she was having an open party with her wives and concubines at home. When she was too high to die, she was pulled back from the beautiful dream by Wang Yong's rough voice.  "My lord, my lord, wake up quickly. There are people coming from the capital." "Oh? The emperor's decree has come? You can arrange for them to rest in the middle of the night. It won't be too late to meet again tomorrow morning." Song Nan stood up and felt drowsy.  I asked, but I was a little surprised. Although I knew that the imperial edict of verbal praise from the court would come, I guessed that it would take three or four days to arrive. I could meet it on the way back to Beijing, but it arrived so quickly. It was obviously  Something isn't quite right.  You need to know that it takes three or four days for the good news to reach the capital, but it takes five or six days for the imperial edict to arrive here. If there are some imperial envoys who are unwilling to endure hardship, it will be delayed for at least two or three days. In terms of time, this is what happened  It's too fast.  "It's not the imperial court's decree. It's the inner court's Eunuch Zhang who's here, but he's not here to deliver the decree." Song Nan jumped up, half asleep, frowned and thought for a moment, quickly put on his clothes and shoes, and opened the door  door out.  In the yard, Wang Yong and Hou Dabiao were standing on the porch waiting.  "Where are the people?" Song Nan asked, adjusting her clothes.  "Eunuch Zhang ran for three days and four nights without much rest. He was very tired. He arranged for hot tea and food in the side hall of the magistrate's Yamen for them to eat and drink first." Song Nan said: "Let's go and have a look."  He walked quickly through the courtyard house and came to the front. There was a light in a small hall next to the lobby of the magistrate's office. Song Nan stepped on the steps and walked in. Zhang Yongzheng stretched his neck to swallow a ball of pastries. When he saw Song Nan, his eyes widened.  Eyes stepped forward quickly, his face instantly turned into a sad look, and he knelt down in front of Song Nan, whining about to speak, but he choked on the cake and rolled his eyes.  Song Nan hurriedly said: "Don't be impatient. Speak slowly. Did something happen when my father-in-law came here in person?" Zhang Yong shook his head anxiously. His throat was stuck with dry cakes and he couldn't speak.  Even gesturing.  Wang Yong understood and shouted: "Water, give the father-in-law a drink." Zhang Yong drank a few mouthfuls of tea, washed the cakes from his throat down into his stomach, burped for a long time, and suddenly burst into tears.  stand up.  Song Nan pulled him up, frowned and asked, "What's going on? Why are you crying? What happened?" Zhang Yong cried and shouted: "My lord, my Lord Song, your Majesty Your Majesty  " Song Nan's head was buzzing, and he asked in a trembling voice: "What's wrong with the Emperor? The Emperor is dead?" Everyone present was dumbfounded and horrified beyond words. They felt goosebumps all over their bodies when they heard Zhang Yong's sharp cries.  A layer has risen.
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