Sony's trip to Sichuan was a great success, which is related to Zhang Xianzhong's character, in terms of vision, Zhang Xianzhong and Li Zicheng are obviously not on the same level, and the talents under his hands are also a grade behind, whether it is Niu Jinxing, or Li Yan, Song Xiance or Gu Junen, they are all talents in contact, or strategy, or planning, or diplomacy, military and government affairs, everyone can be independent, even if Li Zicheng is a person, he is also a generation of heroes, and his vision is higher than Zhang Xianzhong. Today's Zhang Xianzhong is only colluding with the Manchurian Tatars for his own selfishness, and if he takes it, he is a real traitor.

Of course, Zhang Xianzhong is not the only one who acts as a tiger and helps to abuse, there is also a Zuo Liangyu who is worse than Zhang Xianzhong!

Jiangxi, Jiujiang, the general army yamen.

Now Zuo Liangyu is holding a superstitious letter in his hand and thinking alone.

The letter was written by Chen Yan and Shang Kexi to Zuo Liangyu, and there is no doubt that it is another letter of persuasion.

Zuo Liangyu was a little hesitant, Chen Yan and Shang Kexi let themselves surrender to the Manchurian Tartars, serve the Qing Dynasty, and stab the Ming court from the hinterland of the south of the Yangtze River to help Manchuria!

Naturally, the conditions offered by the Qing court are also rich enough, the first-class Yasukuni Gong, the Yellow Banner, the governor of Jiangxi, the military and political affairs of a province in Jiangxi, Yongzhen Jiangxi, that means the emperor of the soil, once the Qing army breaks through the Central Plains, the reward is one million taels of silver!

With such lucrative conditions, Zuo Liangyu can't be moved!

"Meng Geng!"

Zuo Liangyu shouted.

"Father!"

Zuo Liangyu's son, Zuo Mengeng, hurriedly bowed and said.

"You say, how much of this Manchurian Tatar's promise is true?"

Zuo Liangyu asked.

Zuo Mengeng smiled: "Father! It's very simple, it's true, think about it, now the Manchurian Tartars are blocked by the Tianwei Army and the three towns of Nanjing in the north of the Yellow River, and they can't advance an inch, and they have fallen into a stalemate stage, but the Central Plains has been fighting for many years, the people have been displaced, the people's livelihood is withering, and they can't make ends meet, on the contrary, now when you still occupy the rich land in the south of the Yangtze River, the money and food are safe, one and the other are long, and the Qing court can't support it, and if you want to defeat the Ming army, the Manchurian Tartars can only win over the local forces of the Ming Dynasty and use them for him, so that the emperor can take care of one and lose the other, The country has fallen. Now our Jiujiang Town has an army of 100,000 people, and its strength is strong, and it can even control the entire battle situation, and the Manchurian Tartars will never dare to be treacherous at this time, but they ......"

"Just what?"

Zuo Liangyu asked.

"Father, now our Engong is an official in the court, the official worships the household department, and the court is an auxiliary minister, if we commit treason to the enemy, I am afraid that Engong will suffer an accident......"

Zuo Mengeng's benevolence is now the head of the household Shangshu Hou Sui, Zuo Liangyu was born in a low background, thanks to Hou Sui's great promotion in the early years, when he was able to rise to prominence and become a dignified general soldier in a town, there is no Hou Sui, now Zuo Liangyu is only afraid that he will starve to death, the Manchu Dynasty is civil and military, Zuo Liangyu only respects Hou Sui and regards him as his father.

Hearing Zuo Mengeng's words, Zuo Liangyu's heart shook slightly, Hou Sui, yes, once he surrendered to the Manchurian Tartars, he was afraid that he would be dismissed and exiled at the slightest for his intimate relationship with him.

However, this time is a great opportunity, Zhu Jie is too shrewd, Chongzhen is completely different, Chongzhen is so foolish, he said that there are as many troops, as many troops, as much silver as he wants, if the military salary is not enough, Chongzhen even allows himself to raise money on the spot; But Zhu Jie is different, in a word, how much Jiujiang Town has the rated establishment, then how much, and the military towns are not allowed to privately extort the people to raise wages, once the national law is violated, the butcher knife in Zhu Jie's hand is not a joke, and there is no forgiveness for killing all the way!

In the past few months, Zuo Liangyu's life has not been satisfactory, it is too difficult to feed the 100,000 troops under his hands, it turns out that the imperial court has allocated more, and he is searching for some points, which is enough, but now that the Ministry of War has allocated less salary, he still doesn't dare to loot the people's fat and ointment too much, how can he live?

"Hmph, if people don't do it for themselves, the heavens and the earth will be destroyed!"

Zuo Liangyu snorted coldly, "This time, for the sake of the Zuo family's future generations, I can't take care of it much, and as for the old man, I can only ask him to ask for more blessings." ”

Zuo Mengeng was taken aback, and said hurriedly: "Father, have you really decided?" ”

Zuo Liangyu nodded and replied, "It's decided, what good can it be to follow Zhu Jie, look at how many people he killed in Nanjing?" Once he completely stabilized the situation in the court and repelled the Manchurian Tartars, it will be the turn of us local officials, with these things done by our father and son, there will definitely be no good end, and the old man will definitely not be able to protect us! The first strike is strong, since he is unkind, then don't blame our father and son for being unjust! However, the Manchurian Tartars only gave me a duke, and I can't look down on it! Tell the messenger that I want the title of King of Pingdong, and allow my Zuo family to be hereditary, he Wu Sangui has become the king of Pingxi, and I Zuo Liangyu can be the king of Pingdong! ”

Zuo Mengeng gasped, his father is really a lion's mouth, he wants to be a hereditary prince!

But think about it, Wu Sangui only has 50,000 or 60,000 troops, so he can be the king of Pingxi, and his father and son have an army of 100,000, why can't he be the king of Pingdong?

"Yes, father, I'll go find the messenger sent by the Tartars!"

Zuo Mengeng bowed and left.

A sneer floated at the corner of Zuo Liangyu's mouth, I'm sorry, Master Hou, people die for money, birds die for food, good ministers choose the master, I Zuo Liangyu is not comfortable in the Ming Dynasty, then change the master, as long as I have 100,000 troops in my hands, I can have the glory and wealth I want anywhere!

Zuo Liangyu made up his mind to surrender, but he was cautious and cautious, he would never jump out until the last step, Zhu Jie is not easy to mess with, he jumped out too early, I am afraid that before he gets into trouble, he will be cleaned up by Zhu Jie, so he is not so stupid?

However, the envoy of the Qing court was very happy, a hereditary prince? It's very simple, the court agreed to this matter! When the imperial court took the capital, it gave Wu Sangui the king of Pingxi, as long as Zuo Liangyu helped Manchuria take Nanjing, a king of Pingdong would be fine, proper!

Zuo Liangyu was overjoyed, and even agreed to the conditions of the prince, what else did he have to say? Done!

Zuo Liangyu looked at Zuo Menggeng, and said in a deep voice: "Menggeng, call all the above trustworthy generals from our battalion, be careful not to make a noise, once the news leaks, it will not be good, order all departments to hurry up and prepare grain and grass, prepare ordnance, it won't take long, as long as Zhang Xianzhong's Great Western Army comes out of Sichuan, it is the best time for us to act, hehe, we have to give Zhu Jie a big gift!" ”

(End of chapter)