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"If the immortals can take it back? I don't want my kid to die on the battlefield......"

"Yes, to fight a war is to die. It depends on how we talk about it this time......"

Since ancient times, there has been no shortage of well-informed people under the heel of this imperial city. Even if there are only three or five core people sitting in the highest-level meetings of the court, the number of people who participate in the meeting, or who can finally get the news, can often be doubled.

In July of the 276th year of the Ming Dynasty, although Zhu Cihong strengthened his management after returning to Beijing, he couldn't stand the last news that was intentionally or unintentionally spread.

In the teahouses and taverns everywhere, there are people discussing peace matters.

This time, there is finally no need for anyone to worry that the peace negotiations will be too sensitive to stimulate people's poor psychology. After all, this time he was begged for peace. In other words, this is tantamount to Jiannu admitting defeat.

Peace under the blessings of the victors is always more acceptable than the peace that the losers passively pray.

Even, even the officials no longer mentioned the matter of the Son of Heaven guarding the country and the death of the king. After all, for most people, there have been too many wars over the years.

Fighting a war not only means death, but also means that those who are lucky enough to survive are also very likely to feel the pain of their wives being separated and their families ruined. Even if it doesn't fall on you, the personal experience of relatives and friends will make everyone fear that you will have this day.

The horrors of the war were so great that even officials could no longer stand alone. Gyeonggi was besieged twice in just one year, which was not only a shame, but also a great blow to the fragile sense of security in the hearts of the officials and citizens of the imperial capital.

In such a background, the voice of peace negotiation was picked up again, and all that remained was how to negotiate peace.

Located in a mansion in Nanxunfang, the gate was tightly guarded, and the Praetorian Guard soldiers on duty stared at everyone who looked at the mansion closely. Although the Jinyi guards had already swept up the Manchu fine work in the capital once, because of the fall of Fan Sanba, most of the fine work was arrested. But this place is still a heavily guarded place, and not a single bird can fly out inside or outside.

Except for the guards with knives on duty at the gate, there was no blind spot in the small door at the corner, and they were all soldiers with fire guns looking at 360 degrees.

Some people may be surprised, this house doesn't look big, the door face is ordinary, and the interior decoration is not famous, why is it so big? But if you know who the people inside are, then all doubts can be relieved.

This is where the Qing envoy Hong Chengchou is.

Heavily guarded not only for protection, but also for surveillance.

Hong Chengchou sighed a little at such a tight guard: "Even when the Holy Son of Heaven went out on patrol, the guards of the Great Inner couldn't be so tight. Now that I'm here, it's just an ordinary two or three hundred guards, and they can do it so airtightly. The prestige of the Ming army on the battlefield should not be an imaginary number. ”

"Master Hong, this is not the time to give Ming Dao prestige!" At this moment, a short and stout warrior with only a circle of whipped hair on the top of his head strode over, glaring angrily: "Don't you forget the good things you did?" ”

"I, Hong Chengchou, am loyal to Prince Yu on errands, what bad things can I do? What do you have to say, please speak up? Hong Chengchou smiled, walked to the courtyard, and found an empty pavilion to sit on.

The pavilion stood in the middle of the courtyard, with vines growing on all sides, and it was cooler to sit in the summer than in a house with ice cubes. The breeze came slowly from all sides, and Hong Chengchou, who still insisted on not cutting his braids, sat upright in it, so he was not chic, and he had the demeanor of a famous person. Such a Hong Chengchou, compared to the money rat tail, the yellow-toothed Kumen seems to be too much.

Kumen looked at Hong Chengchou, a feeling of depression in his heart, he gritted his teeth, looked at the guards of the Ming people in the corner, and said in his heart that he couldn't be rough if he wanted to. These people may help Hong Chengchou pull the shelf!

Thinking of this, Kumen couldn't bear it anymore, he glared angrily: "Master Hong! What kind of heart do you have, dare to enter my house to discern! ”

"How dare not? It's just discernment, do you still want to do it? Hong Chengchou got up and entered, but made Kumen stunned.

After entering the house, Kumen couldn't hold back any longer, he leaned closer and lowered his voice: "The Ten Kings obviously didn't promise you to let you return the entire Liaoxi to the Ming people, how dare you agree to return all the places from Liaoxi to Jinzhou to the Ming people?" If Wu Sangui knew about this, how big of a storm would it be? ”

"No matter how bold you are, it was also given by Prince Yu." Hong Chengchou said with a smile, and said in his heart that a few of these Manchurians with good wisdom and scheming are already considered against the sky, and this Kumen is really as developed and simple-minded as the average Manchurian as always.

"Prince Yu said it clearly? Or...... Ever sent you a secret message? Kumen's expression retracted.

"Nope." Hong Chengchou shook his head with a smile again.

Kumenden raised his eyebrows, and he was about to make a move: "You deceive people too much!" Don't forget, no matter how much you promise, you have to agree to Prince Yu! Otherwise, Prince Yu will have to pick your skin when you go back! ”

"But whether Prince Yu will admit it or not, do you know? I understand Prince Yu's thoughts, and what I do, Prince Yu will also understand in his heart, that's enough. As for if you think you are in the way of Prince Yu's affairs, whose skin has been stripped of it, you can think about it yourself. Hong Chengchou finished speaking leisurely and strode out of the door.

There, a man strode forward and said, "Your Excellency, it's time for today's meeting to begin!" ”

Kumen was confused.

Not only were the people quite excited about the peace talks, but the officialdom was also quite surprised by this sudden peace talks. After all, Daming is different from the past, it is no longer pressed and beaten, but in turn has the power to overwhelm the enemy.

For losers, tolerance is a last resort. But for the victors, tolerance can be crowned with a myriad of lofty adjectives as a virtue.

Choosing virtue seems to be a matter of course.

Close to Xihua Gate, the original imperial wine room has been vacated and newly built into the Daming State Council Hall. Here, Wang Duo, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, and Gao Mingheng, the secretary of the Ministry of War and Minister of National Defense, entered side by side. At this moment, officials from the Privy Council and the Cabinet have been waiting for a long time.

The State Chamber is a newly built venue. Previously, no matter which place in Zhu Cihong's atrium was, it was typically conducted in accordance with the previous mode of deliberation. To put it simply, the emperor is high up, and his subordinates are waiting to be decided.

Zhu Cihong doesn't like this model, where is there such a simple sentence that can be decided on major events in the world? Which one doesn't need to be deduced repeatedly to simulate the discussion?

As a result, the old venue is not suitable for meetings. As a result, Zhu Cihong built several new rooms according to the conference model of later generations, and the Daming State Conference Hall was the first one here.

In the hall, a huge round table was set up in the manner of later generations. Then the two sit down, which is quite novel and efficient. At the very least, the chairs under the round table are much better. Soft, comfortable, and armchairs. The ministers used it and said it was good.

On the round table, with Wang Duo and Gao Mingheng taking their seats, people gradually arrived. Located on the Daming side, it was full of sitting, and there were even many places placed in the back of the row all the way, like a lecture hall.

Comparatively speaking, there are very few people from the enemy. Except for Kumen, who followed closely, there was only Hong Chengchou alone. The rest of the minions didn't dare to sit down, standing behind Kumen and Hong Chengchou, with low eyebrows and pleasing eyes.

The two sides looked at each other after sitting down, and the scene was slightly awkward.

Hong Chengchou sighed softly, but soon recovered his state and waited for his positive colors. Some of the high-ranking officials here are already very unfamiliar, such as Gao Mingheng, who was only a Henan patrol two years ago. But more are very familiar, such as Wang Duo, the current Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites.

Former colleagues have now become opponents, and the changes in the world are too fast.

Hong Chengchou still has the leisure to explain like this, but on the field, a person took the case and angrily reprimanded Hong Chengchou: "You dog thief, you dare to come here today, don't you really know how to write the word death?" The Emperor Taishang trusted you back then and asked you to take charge of the Liaoxi army to advance and suppress Jiannu, but today you are sitting on it in a dignified manner to negotiate peace with your compatriots on behalf of your surrendered enemies, don't you know shame? ”

Everyone looked over and found that this was Ren Zhirong, a young military advisor in the Privy Council. Ren Zhirong's face was green, full of righteousness, and under the anger, he couldn't wait to have a three-foot long sword to blade the traitor in front of him on the spot.

On the side, Kumen was slightly happy and gloating. But instead, when he found that many people in the audience were a little angry at this angry reprimand, he suddenly became afraid. If Hong Chengchou died, would he still be able to end up as a deputy envoy? He has a deep memory of how the Qing army treated the envoys and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty back then. I can't bear to read that tragic situation.

All eyes fell on Hong Chengchou. But at this moment, Hong Chengchou looked at the past lightly and was unmoved: "The two countries will not fight each other. Since I came to negotiate peace for the Qing Dynasty, I believe that with the state of benevolence and righteousness of the Ming Dynasty, I will definitely not be able to do such a killing to make it move. ”

"Well, you sharp-tongued. If I write now, let that Jiannu kill you, a traitorous thief, before coming to negotiate peace, and see if Dordor and Dolgon agree! Otherwise, even if you want to negotiate peace, you will first ask the hundreds of thousands of unjust souls who died in Songshan if they will agree! Ren Zhirong sneered, his face full of murderous anger.

He was really angry, looking at Hong Chengchou's face, he couldn't help but sound the battle of Songshan and the burial of hundreds of thousands of Ming athletes. How many good men fought for the country but couldn't even get a whole corpse and burial, but now the commander of the army is still sitting in the middle of it, becoming an official of Jiannu, how can this not make Ren Zhirong indignant?

"If this is the case, what you say may not make the princes of the court agree." Hong Chengchou said leisurely: "It's as if the conditions that the Emperor Taishang could get when he wanted to negotiate peace with Huang Taiji back then were not even as good as the conditions I could give now." Since my existence can bring more benefits to the Ming Dynasty, let the two countries stop their wars and return to peace forever, and become each other's brotherly states and friendly countries like Song Liao. No coins, no land. Return Shanhaiguan to Daming, except for this discussion and peace that I Hong Chengchou is in, how have Daming ever seen it? Such a move that is beneficial to the country, how can the Ming Dynasty be willing to kill the princes? If you change it, you can only shout and kill. ”

As soon as Hong Chengchou's words fell, he saw the Ming side buzzing and discussing. The little evil qi that Ren Zhirong had just mustered was suddenly dispersed by the sound of this discussion. Indeed, if Hong Chengchou's existence can bring benefits to Da Ming, then no one is really willing to do this kind of thing that can only breathe out and leave a stigma for bad rules.

Hearing Hong Chengchou and Ren Zhirong spraying each other, there was a commotion in the house, but outside the screen of the State Council Hall, Zhu Cihong sighed lightly: "You are a beautiful woman, why do you want to be a thief...... This Hong Chengchou is capable, but in the end he became a slave builder. ”

The two countries negotiated peace, of course, it was not something that Gao Mingheng and Wang Duo could decide. But on the other hand, Zhu Cihong will not deign to face Hong Chengchou. If you really want to see Hong Chengchou, you will not only see the embarrassment of a traitor, but also the asymmetry of the level. Of course, Zhu Cihong was very solemn about this peace meeting. So he set up a screen and listened to these deliberations closely.

Seeing that Zhu Cihong's evaluation was quite high for Hong Chengchou, and even a little pity, Ni Yuanlu, who was accompanying him, asked, "Holy ...... Why don't you contact this person to return home? ”

"Hong Chengchou and Zu Dashou are different. And ......" Zhu Cihong muttered: "This Hong Chengchou...... is so confident, relying on my great benevolence and righteousness that the state will not kill him? Definitely...... What he relied on was nothing more than the army of Jiannu behind him. If we don't make peace, we'll have to fight a big war. Hmph, I really thought I was scared? ”

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On the field, Wang Duo coughed lightly and stepped forward to stop Ren Zhirong: "I understand Ren Junshi's loyalty and loyalty, but at this time of year, it is better to abide by discipline." ”

Hearing the previous praise, Ren Zhirong was still unmoved. But when he heard the word discipline, Ren Zhirong's face suddenly froze, and he turned around with a cold face. Zhu Cihong led the team, including those under his command who taught one by one, and they were all the most disciplined words. An undisciplined team is a mess. Naturally, those who violate discipline will never eat good fruit. Ren Zhirong messed around this time, and when he went back, he said that there should be no punishment.

If Wang Duo still doesn't listen to the current advice, he will not be guilty of one more offense, until it is so powerful that it can warn future generations.

Wang Duo persuaded Ren Zhirong to go back, and the scene returned to calm.

"Since Duoduo wants to negotiate peace, then sincerity cannot be lacking." Gao Mingheng coughed lightly and looked directly at Hong Chengchou.

There was a solemnity in the room, and the peace meeting officially began.

"Sincerity, of course." Hong Chengchou said with a smile: "Prince Yu should have retreated to the outside of Tongzhou City at this moment. The traffic inside and outside Beijing has been restored, and the millions of Li Minsheng roads have been fully lived. This kind of sincerity should be enough, right? ”

Hong Chengchou was overjoyed in his heart, he knew that Da Ming was moved this time.

If you are moved, we will have a chance!

Hong Chengchou's smile suddenly added a bit of ruthlessness. (To be continued.) )