Chapter 164: First Strike
Returning to his residence in the south of the Drum Tower, Wang Faxiang picked up the lamp and wrote out tonight's events, and when everything was done, he had already started to change.
After transcribing it clearly, Wang Faxiang coughed, and immediately a gray-robed man came in, silently took the bag of things in his hand, turned around and left.
After the man left, Wang Faxiang blew out the lamp and left the house.
He carried the lantern, and walked five or six more alleys by the moonlight, and the barking of dogs continued along the way, and he listened to the fact that there were no dogs barking behind him, and then he flashed into the mouth of the last alley, and when he arrived at a small courtyard, he took the key and opened the door and entered.
There were already people resting in the house, and they didn't light the lights when they heard the movement, and when they saw Wang Faxiang come in alone, someone lit the oil lamp with flint.
"The shopkeeper is back."
A young man in his twenties stepped forward to pick up the lantern and led Wang Faxiang into the house, and the two of them were not polite after sitting down, and the young man directly explained the recent movements of the six heavenly streets to Wang Faxiang one by one.
He knew that Wang Faxiang was very short of time, and he had to meet several groups of people tonight, so he spoke concisely and to the point, and there was no need to say more about the breakthrough discoveries that were not important.
"So that Wang Deli is the most suspicious?"
"Yes." The guy who spoke was called Li Hongyang, and he nodded very calmly.
This person is a chess piece that Wang Faxiang put in Tianjie. There are tens of thousands of people in and out of Tianjie every day, the little eunuchs in the palace come out to do business, the officials who enter the palace and the imperial city, the entourage, the lords and their families, the clerks of the six departments and other yamen, and the clerks who go to the yamen, every day there are hundreds of military attaches and their entourage in and out of the military department alone, there are more than 1,000 people coming and going every day in the military department alone, the general army of the whole army everywhere, the military orders sent by the military department to various places, Tianjie is said to be a serious place, there are many people who enter and leave every day, this Li Hongyang is sent in the name of a bar room, Every day, he carries an empty sedan chair around the heavenly street and waits for customers.
Living in the capital, it is not easy, the income of ordinary Beijing officials is very low, and almost all of them have a deficit if they do not wait for foreign errands, and even usually live in debt, and wait for foreign officials, the creditors who lend Beijing debts will follow up with them, and use various gray income to repay debts in the local area, these officials do not say that they can't afford to support their own sedan sedan class, and they usually have to change into civilian clothes when they go out, and they walk as a car, without losing their official body, they really have to go to the yamen office, and the upper body of the official uniform cannot walk, so they have to hire a sedan chair class to follow up together.
Officials from other places go to Beijing, except for a few adults, there is no reason to bring their own sedan chair class, all the way to the barroom to hire a bar, to Beijing to do things, of course, is to hire a sedan chair class in Beijing to use.
There are many sedan chairs in the bar room, warm sedan chairs, elm of Nanmu, different grades, random guests to choose. The sedan chair drivers have been trained, and they carry the sedan chair to walk steadily, and they can't shake out a drop of gaiwan tea, otherwise they are unqualified.
Li Hongyang was originally really a person in the sedan chair class, but his eyes were full of cleverness, Wang Faxiang first asked him to inquire about the news, which was considered to be the periphery, and recently he had a new idea, so he asked Li Hongyang to no longer be responsible for intelligence collection, on the contrary, he was everywhere in Tianjie every day, with a few of his own people, responsible for keeping an eye on those who were active in Tianjie.
"I inquired about Wang Deli's origin, and said that he could speak well and without leakage, but he never talked deeply with people. This person tried his best to inquire about the news in the Ministry of War, and he walked around outside the Ministry of War every day, and I saw with my own eyes that Liu Bao, the official of the Ministry of War, had seen this person several times, of course, they thought it was very secretive, but they couldn't stand our constant staring, and recently he was mainly inquiring about the court's handling of various matters in Liaodong, and the villain felt that this person was very suspicious. ”
"You mean to say that he is the meticulous work of the Dongyu faction in the capital?"
"That's right."
Wang Faxiang nodded, and said, "Have you talked about this with others?" ”
"I'm only responsible to you, the shopkeeper, and I want to say that there is nowhere else to go."
"Be careful in everything." Wang Faxiang smiled and said, "If you do things with snacks, you will not be able to benefit from them in the future." ”
"Shopkeeper, what about this person?"
"What to do?" Wang Faxiang said: "We are not Jinyiwei, nor are we the fans of Dongchang, since the fans can't find out, what are we doing with this?" I'll tell you to inquire, and you don't care about anything else. We're just hosting things for the East, not for the court. ”
Li Hongyang was really anxious in his heart, and he couldn't wait to do those meticulous things for the imperial court, but Wang Faxiang picked the delicate and clever people when he picked people, and what he had in his heart was secondary, and the most important thing was to do the things he explained well.
"You still keep an eye on him at the bottom, and let me know the details of the people he comes into contact with." Wang Faxiang said: "We don't care today, it's not that we never care, we can't figure out what the proprietor thinks in his heart, but it's definitely better to do more than to do less, the proprietor puts us in Beijing is to be the eyeliner, the eyeliner has to look at all directions, and everything has to be seen clearly." ”
This was in line with Li Hongyang's thoughts, and he replied loudly at the moment: "Yes, the shopkeeper can rest assured, it will be done!" ”
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In the blink of an eye, it was February 16.
Playing from the middle of the night is the north wind blowing, the original little spring was blown by the north wind is not left, Zhang Han got up the next night, saw the window was blown shaking, the window made a crackling sound, he pushed the door open, a gust of cold wind blew on the body, blowing him all over the body, the things in the house were blown a mess.
He hurriedly closed the door, and with such a little effort, he saw that many of the low grass huts near the outer city and beyond had been blown off their roofs, and he did not know how those people had spent the night tonight.
Even if the Jurchens are united, the order in the Eight Banners is orderly, and it is a war period with a lack of Dingkou, but many people will freeze to death every winter.
The weather averages over minus 30 degrees Celsius, lasting more than two months, and it's really dripping into ice, and getting out of bed every morning is a challenge for anyone.
After returning from Ye Hebu after the year, Zhang Han ran back and forth and contracted the wind cold, and he didn't go down to the pit for a few days, eating shabu-shabu every day until his face was full of sweat, so as to slightly dispel the lingering cold feeling on his body.
It is no wonder that the Ming Dynasty did not want to continue to advance northward when it developed to the eastern border wall of Liaodong, and it was difficult for Hongwu to run a place as big as Nuer Gandusi during the Hongwu to Yongle period. You must know that the outer northeast is all the way to Sakhalin Island and the Arctic Circle, the Oroqen people over there are not fire, children are drinking deer blood and eating raw meat, in addition to the dense forest or dense forest, the winter is cold and evil, the mosquitoes are bigger than bees in summer, at that time the Ming population was sparse, and there was no shortage of land, nor was there a shortage of minerals, the ancients did not have too many habits of opening up territory and drawing maps, and it was possible to push to the far north or when the dynasty was first established and prosperous, I heard that there were eunuchs who set up temples in the north, and hundreds of guards were sealed all the way to command, and I didn't think how to read before, Now when I am in Liaodong, I know how difficult it is.
At dawn, Zhang Han got up in a thick robe, and heard a burst of movement outside, and it was snow-white outside the window, and he knew that it was snowing again.
In the snow scene in Liaodong he really doesn't want to see it again in his life, it has been snowing since September, and it has come to the end of February after the New Year, and it is still snowing in the past few months, and it is a snow almost every few days in these months, and the snow is too thick in some places to crush the road, and you have to ask someone to use a sled to reopen the road out, some of the places near the valley, the dug snow road is several people high, and people walk in the passage formed by the condensation of snow, and both sides are full of crystal white snow walls.
It's a good place to play, but it's boring to live here for a few months.
Zhang Han originally thought that it would be cold enough in northern Jin, but here in Liaodong, not only is the weather cold, but the snow is also a big trouble to hate.
Push the door out, the outside is really snow-white, the snow does not stop all night, and in the morning it is still falling like a broken silver, Zhang Han wears boots made of animal skin between his knees, and when he steps out, the snow is dangerously on the boots, and the snow is so deep overnight, if it falls until noon, I am afraid that people and horses will not be able to travel.
He was amazed by what was going on outside the city.
There were about 10,000 infantry and followers assembled, all of them with banners, for the banners of the eight banners were seen, and hundreds of horseback armor were also gathered together, among which there were quite a few tooth-swinging soldiers.
Zhang Han didn't see who led the team, so many people were dispatched, which was equivalent to a quarter of the strength of the Eight Banners, even if it was a certain big Baylor leading the team, it should be.
He stood in front of the gate of the courtyard and looked around, there were flags passing by, everyone's face was not very good, and he had to go on a business trip in such weather, no matter who he was, he would not be happy.
More bannermen poured out from various villages outside the city, most of them were leading horses, and many people were on foot, many of them also came out with their own clothes, called the clothes to carry tools or carry dry food, after a bitter winter, most of these Han people were already skinned and bones, and their bodies were weak, some people walked in knee-deep snow, and some people kept falling, and then they were scolded or whipped by the bad-tempered owner, until they reached the assembly place outside the city, because of the constraints of military law, all of them stopped.
Tan Tai and Shu Mu had already come, and when they saw Zhang Han coming out to look, Tan Tai said: "The Great Khan ordered to move the stones for building the city to the Sarhu place, build three passes, dispatch 15,000 infantry armor and followers, and send 400 cavalry to escort it. ”
"yes, there's going to be a war."
Zhang Han has a feeling of really devoting himself to history, these days he often thinks back to the journey along the way, a winding road left behind him, and finally arrived in Liaodong, not only to see Huang Taiji, but also to see Nuerhachi and Daishan, Amin, Mang Gurtai.
There are also Tan Tai, Fei Yingdong, and Er Yidu, these famous Jurchen ministers.
Now that he was about to witness the great war that decided the Ming Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty, a sense of historical desolation came to his heart.