Chapter 702: Reconciliation between Generals and Prime Ministers
early morning.
Zhao Wenhua woke up slowly.
Last night he and Huang Mao drank until midnight, and the two opened their hearts, talking about the interesting things that happened since they were young, to the various situations they encountered after they entered the government, whether they were happy, complained, or furious...
"Headache!"
Zhao Wenhua covered his forehead and warned himself that he would not drink anymore from today on.
What did you say last night?
Fragments of memory keep resurfacing in my mind.
It seemed that they were talking about Jiang Qingzhi, saying that if this guy was not the cousin of Emperor Jiajing, he would have died without a burial place long ago.
Huang Mao also seemed to have mentioned Jiang Qingzhi, saying something like... This guy is just a lucky minister. What is the first general of the Ming Dynasty? If he is really the first general of the Ming Dynasty, why would he be so secretive?
By the way, Huang Mao got drunk at the end and said something like... Most of the defending cavalry quietly left the city, thinking they could hide it from me. What a joke.
Huang Mao is not honest either!
Zhao Wenhua sneered. Huang Mao had looked shocked earlier and denounced Jiang Qingzhi's arbitrary behavior with him. He did not mention the cavalry quietly leaving the city.
If Huang Maoyong hadn't been drunk, Zhao Wenhua would have bet that Huang Maoyong would never have mentioned this matter.
They are all thousand-year-old foxes... Zhao Wenhua yawned.
After getting up, washing and having breakfast, Zhao Wenhua went to the general's mansion.
The army will arrive in the morning, and Zhang Da and his men should be ready to go out of the city to welcome them!
But when they entered the general's mansion, they did not see Zhang Da and others.
"Where are the people?" Zhao Wenhua asked.
The official who stayed behind said, "The general and his men have gone to the top of the city wall."
"But is there any enemy?" Zhao Wenhua asked.
"Nothing."
"Then why are they on the top of the city?"
"Maybe Jiang Qingzhi has some news." Huang Mao came.
Zhao Wenhua turned around and said, "Yes, that's probably the case."
The two of them went to the city wall together. On the way, Huang Mao was still smiling, as if he didn't know that he had said the wrong thing after drinking too much last night.
Not bad, Zhao Wenhua commented to himself.
As for hiding his own affairs, Zhao Wenhua didn't think it was a big deal... The Yan Party was originally a group of people with different interests, and everyone clung together for the sake of their own interests.
The two men climbed up to the top of the city wall and saw Zhang Da looking into the distance with a smile on his face.
As if waiting for something.
"I have met the Minister of Public Administration."
Everyone bowed their hands and saluted.
"What are you waiting for?" Zhao Wenhua asked.
Zhang Da said, "Wait for the time."
"The hour?"
"Yes."
"when?"
"When the scouts return." As they were talking, someone shouted, "The scouts are back."
Zhao Wenhua glanced outside and saw a team of scouts galloping towards this side happily. The scouts on horseback were cheering and even raising their hands and shouting.
The excitement was palpable.
Zhang Da turned around and coughed dryly.
"Yesterday, Chang Wei Bo led his army to attack, and Lin Siyuan laid an ambush, but Chang Wei Bo was well prepared and sent people to rescue the people under the banner of Jiang. Just when Lin Siyuan's army was about to launch a surprise attack, Chang Wei Bo led his army to attack..."
Zhao Wenhua couldn't help but clench his fists.
A voice came from deep inside: No! No!
"In this battle, we killed more than 2,000 enemy soldiers and captured more than 900 including Lin Siyuan."
Zhao Wenhua's face turned red and Huang Mao's body shook.
Zhang Da's face was red as he said, "Chang Wei Bo ordered people to kill the captives and pile up more than 3,000 corpses of the enemy in a Jingguan in the northwest of Datong City..."
That guy actually won a great victory?
Zhao Wenhua stood there quietly, with a voice in his mind: First battle, a great victory! ?
Not only did they win a great victory, but they also captured the enemy general.
He even built a Jingguan outside the city of Datong.
This is a resounding victory!
"Wan Sheng!"
A general raised his arms and shouted.
"Wan Sheng!"
Countless soldiers on the city walls were cheering.
"Report the victory to the soldiers and civilians in the city!"
Zhang Da ordered.
The soldiers who announced the victory galloped through the city on horseback. The common people who had just left their homes after the night curfew were startled. Some said, "Could it be that we were defeated?"
"Not like it!" said an old man.
"Good news!"
Several soldiers rushed out from the morning mist and shouted, "Yesterday, Chang Wei Bo led his troops to defeat the enemy general Lin Siyuan and killed more than 3,000 of Lin Siyuan's men."
The people were stunned, and then overjoyed.
When Altan Khan marched south, Datong City was the first to be hit.
The military and civilians in the city were very worried about this, and Jiang Qingzhi's arrival was a shot in the arm.
But no one can guarantee victory in this battle.
The importance of the first battle lies here. It can not only hit the morale of the enemy, but also stabilize the morale of our own people.
"Wan Sheng!"
"Wan Sheng!"
Cheers began to spread.
The women who were buying groceries turned back when they heard the sound.
The sound of horse hooves passed by quickly, and the sergeant who was reporting the victory shouted loudly: "Good news, Chang Wei Bo defeated the enemy general Lin Siyuan and killed more than 3,000 people including Lin Siyuan..."
The women were startled at first, then dropped their baskets and clapped and cheered.
The vegetable vendors were waving their butcher knives or weighing scales and cheering.
"Wan Sheng!"
"It's Chang Wei Bo, he's really the most famous general of the Ming Dynasty!" A butcher shouted while waving his butcher knife, his face flushed. "Today's meat price has dropped by 30%. Congratulations to the Ming Dynasty and Chang Wei Bo!"
"Give me five pounds of meat."
"That's too much money."
"Do I care if you take 30% of the money? Take it." The woman said proudly, "You can celebrate for the Ming Dynasty and for Changwei Bo? Why can't I?"
Several scholars were having breakfast together and talking about the war, all of them seemed somewhat worried.
"It is said that Jiang Qingzhi embarrassed Huang Fantai as soon as he arrived, and he acted arbitrarily and arbitrarily."
"He is very bold, but where does he think the overall situation will be? If he loses the battle..."
"Good news!" Amid the sound of horse hooves, the soldier reporting the victory galloped past.
"Chang Wei Bo led his army to defeat the enemy general Lin Siyuan and killed more than 3,000 of Lin Siyuan's men..."
Several scholars were stunned.
The man who was buying breakfast suddenly yelled, "Get lost! I don't want to do business with you."
Several scholars' faces turned red and they stood up and scolded the man.
"Wan Sheng!"
Cheers swept in.
The man suddenly raised the spoon and swung it, splashing noodle soup all over the scholars. He shouted, "Victory!"
"Disrespectful!" a scholar cursed angrily, flapping his robe.
"Wan Sheng!"
The cheers were like a tsunami, and the scholar looked up, only to see the people looking to the north, waving their arms or blushing...
Everyone was shouting loudly.
Someone glanced at a few literati and actually ignored them... In the past, these people would subconsciously lower their eyes and dare not look them in the eye.
But no one cared about them at this moment.
"Wan Sheng!"
The cheers were like thunder. A scholar blurted out, "It's just a small victory. What is Jiang Qingzhi so proud of?"
"What did you say?" A woman carrying a bamboo basket cursed, "Chang Wei Bo captured the enemy general, yes! Seeing you so weak, calling you a woman is an insult to us. You are not even as good as a woman, how can you call me Chang Wei Bo? A small victory? If you have the ability to kill one person, I will offer myself to you, how about that?"
Just as the scholar was about to yell, the woman shouted, "Look! There's a spy here! There's Altan's spy!"
"Where? Where?"
"These are the three people who are whispering bad things about Long Wilbur..." The woman pointed at the three literati.
"Bitch, do you want to commit suicide?" The scholar pointed at the woman.
"beat!"
In an instant, the three literati were submerged.
Yan Song entered Datong City amid cheers.
"Prince, look, the people are welcoming us spontaneously."
Zhang Da said with a smile, pointing at the people.
Yan Song's face was flushed. "Okay! By the way, is there any news about Chang Wei Bo?"
"Not yet." said Zhang Da.
"Huh?" Yan Song was puzzled.
Zhao Wenhua said, "Foster father, there has been no news of Chang Wei Bo's whereabouts since yesterday."
This is the evidence of Jiang Qingzhi's autocratic behavior!
Yan Song frowned, and Zhang Da explained, "Although the people in the city are all Ming soldiers and civilians, Chang Wei Bo said that we must be on guard against scum leaking secrets."
"Who would leak the secret?" Zhao Wenhua sneered, "It's just an excuse."
In Zhao Wenhua's view, this was Jiang Qingzhi's intention to avoid giving any credit to Yan Song and the Yan Party.
Yan Song was about to speak when he saw several riders galloping towards him, dismounting to report.
"General, just now some of our brothers have captured a few people whose whereabouts are mysterious. After being tortured, we learned that these people knew that the army had entered the city, so they were going to report to the enemy."
Zhao Wenhua: “…”
Yan Song narrowed his eyes, "Chang Wei Bo... is indeed a famous general!"
"Wan Sheng!"
At this time, cheers came from the north gate.
"This is……"
Zhang Da was also puzzled.
"Long Wilbur has come to town." Someone brought the news.
"Oh! I agree with you." Yan Song said with a smile, "Let's go and welcome the victorious soldiers."
Zhao Wenhua glanced at Huang Mao. Huang Mao squinted his eyes and smiled, as if he was happy.
"Wan Sheng!"
The closer we got to the north gate, the louder the cheers became.
"There!" Du He said, pointing ahead.
Zhao Wenhua couldn't help but sneer inwardly when he saw Du He's rosy face and excitement.
"Long Wilbur!"
There was a sudden cheering in front.
Jiang Qingzhi went into the city.
He also didn't expect it to cause such a grand scene.
The street ahead was blocked by crowds of people, and many people climbed onto the roofs of the houses on the side of the street and stood on them to cheer for him.
There was enthusiasm on every face.
"Long Wilbur!"
The girls were screaming.
A famous general of the Ming Dynasty with handsome appearance and unparalleled in battle!
Now it is happening right before our eyes.
Even when stars from later generations came, there was no such grand scene.
"uncle!"
Du Bao and Wei Fang's faces turned red with excitement. The two rookies had never experienced such a scene before. Their adrenaline was soaring and they looked very proud.
Jiang Qingzhi smiled and waved.
"Uncle is indeed calm." Du Bao praised.
At this time, the crowd in front made way for him, and Jiang Qingzhi saw Yan Song.
The old prime minister came to greet him.
This face is not small.
Jiang Qingzhi naturally wouldn't slap him in the face, so he dismounted and walked over with a smile.
"Qingzhi!"
The first battle was a victory, so the old prime minister deserves credit... Leading the army and stabilizing the situation is also a credit.
"Motosuke!"
Jiang Qingzhi walked over and gave Yan Song a hug.
Yan Song opened his arms, not knowing how to respond to this overly affectionate gesture. After a moment of hesitation, he relaxed and hugged Jiang Qingzhi, patting him gently on the back.
"I am so excited to hear the good news. Qingzhi, well done!"
(End of this chapter)
