Cutting over the end of the Ming Dynasty: a dog-leg knife at the beginning

Chapter 896 Yangquan Attack and Defense 3
After entering Yangquan City, Yang Menglong seemed to have forgotten about the group of civil servants and military generals he caught halfway. He just asked someone to find a place to divide them into groups and imprison them. Two meals a day were delivered on time. In the past, and then didn't pay much attention to them.

Even those rout soldiers didn't have a good look at this group of guys who didn't succeed in doing anything but failed. The food they sent over was naturally not much better. Each person had two biscuits and two bowls of clear soup that tasted like shabu-shabu water a day. They couldn't die of hunger That's it.It's unknown what others think, but Zhang Fengyi is very angry about it anyway!who is he?He is the governor of Shanxi Province, the second rank of the official residence, the aisle is not only the sound of gongs to clear the way, attracting everyone's attention, just order what you want to eat, and someone will immediately go back and forth, choose the best ingredients, use the best cook, and at the fastest speed Ready to send it to him?Cai Jing, the prime minister of the Northern Song Dynasty, had dozens of people on standby to eat crab roe buns. Although Zhang Fengyi was not that exaggerated, the ostentation was not too small. He had never been subjected to such abuse!In his opinion, this food is simply not for human food, even the servants of his family can't eat this food!
When the soldier delivering food brought in a piece of biscuit and a bowl of clear soup that tasted awful, the former Shanxi governor completely broke out, grabbed the soup bowl and threw it against the wall, smashed it to pieces, and shouted angrily: "Are you drinking pigs? After all, this old man is an official of the imperial court, so you greet me with this kind of pig food? Bring me wine and vegetables, otherwise this old man won't eat this kind of pig food even if he starves to death!"

The soldier also had a bad temper. After being splashed with some soup, he became furious and cursed angrily: "You are a bitch, you are on the verge of death and you are still picking and choosing, right? Believe it or not, I will kill you!?"

Zhang Fengyi's attitude was tough, with a bit of disdain: "A martial artist, dare to show off his might in front of this old man!?"

The soldier was so angry that he raised his fist to hit him, but Yang Menglong's voice came over: "Stop!"

As soon as the voice fell and people arrived, this bad-tempered guy had no choice but to put down his fist angrily and salute: "See you, Lord Marquis!"

Yang Menglong glanced at the soup splashed on the wall and the fragments of porcelain bowls scattered on the floor, and asked, "What's going on?"

The soldier said aggrievedly: "The subordinate brought in the food as usual. This dog officer didn't know what medicine he had taken by mistake, but he played rough with his subordinate. He not only refused to eat, but also smashed the soup bowl!"

Zhang Fengyi squinted his eyes and shouted angrily: "What kind of food does he feed me? That food doesn't even eat pigs!"

The soldiers roared even louder: "Now everyone depends on this food to satisfy their hunger. One bite is considered good, and you are still picky? You like to eat, but if you don't eat, you will starve to death!"

Zhang Fengyi's neck twisted: "I won't eat such rough food even if I'm starving to death! A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated!"

Yang Menglong sneered: "A scholar can be killed, but not humiliated? Are you considered a scholar? Are you worthy?" Without waiting for Zhang Fengyi to speak, he said to the soldier: "I have been busy all day, and I haven't had dinner yet. Could you please go and get me two meals?"

Master Hou had an order, and the soldier felt very honored, and he didn't care about arguing with Zhang Fengyi, so he went down immediately to make a fuss.

Not long after, two meals were delivered.Yang Menglong has been injured and ill all the time, so the leader of the army can't let him eat biscuits and drink the washing pot water with the leader of the army. What he brings is soft and fragrant rice, broth, pickles, and two canned fish.Yang Menglong asked the soldiers to go out, pulled a chair and sat down, pushed a bowl of rice in front of Zhang Fengyi, picked up a bowl by himself, and said: "We won the battle today, and I specially improved the food for you. Eat, next time If I want to eat such a hot meal again, I don’t know when I will have to wait.”

Zhang Fengyi was startled: "Win the battle?"

Yang Menglong smiled mockingly: "Isn't it surprising? I can actually win the battle with a group of broken soldiers!"

Zhang Fengyi was indeed surprised.In his mind, the situation has deteriorated to this point, even if Yang Menglong has the ability to reach the sky, there is no way to recover, even if he can awaken the last trace of blood in the souls of these defeated soldiers, let them muster their fighting spirit to defend Yangquan, facing the menacing cavalry outside the Great Wall, I am afraid It won't last long, and in the end, he either chooses to escape or die with the city. There is no third choice.However, Yang Menglong led this group of defeated soldiers to win the battle, what a ghost!
When did those rout soldiers become so capable?

Zhang Fengyi calmed down and sneered: "Yang, even if you can win a small victory, so what? One hundred thousand Mongolian cavalry, plus fifty or sixty thousand Jiannu are rushing from Shuozhou, and 16 Junggar cavalry are sweeping The Hexi Corridor encircled Lanzhou and reached Ningxia in a short time, even if you have the best abilities, what can you do in the face of this flood of cavalry from outside the Great Wall?"

Yang Menglong took two mouthfuls of rice, stuffed pickles with chopsticks into his mouth, and said vaguely: "I don't have supernatural powers, but I can make those enemy troops who invaded the land of the Ming Dynasty come and go... I have to thank you all Ah, I have gathered all these nomads who were originally scattered, and saved me the time to find them one by one!"

Zhang Fengyi's eyes widened, and he shouted: "You have to figure it out, these are hundreds of thousands of cavalry outside the Great Wall, not thirty or twenty thousand mob!"

Yang Meng didn't raise his head: "In my eyes, there is no difference. The thicker the grass, the easier it is to mow."

Zhang Fengyi stared at him and gasped for breath, unable to speak.

Yang Menglong wolfed down more than half of a bowl of rice, and then took a few mouthfuls of soup. Seeing that Zhang Fengyi hadn't moved his chopsticks, he kindly reminded him: "Eat, eat quickly, it won't taste good when it's cold. .”

Zhang Fengyi ignored this, stared at Yang Menglong, and asked, "What exactly do you want?"

Yang Menglong put down the bowl, stared at Zhang Fengyi, the smile on his face disappeared quickly, and said word by word: "I still want to ask you, you have used all means to coerce the emperor to conquer Liaodong, deliberately let go of the border defense line and let the enemy troops drive straight in, making the northwest The fire is raging everywhere, and the Central Plains is at stake, what do you really want?"

Zhang Fengyi snorted and said, "It's you warriors who are as afraid of the enemy as tigers, but you are so happy with your achievements that you start rash provocations, which led to the current situation. What does it have to do with me?"

Yang Menglong gritted his teeth and said, "Still talking nonsense with your eyes open? If you hadn't been walking around to collude and bribe the border generals, the border generals would have let go of the defense line? If you hadn't deliberately burned Taiyuan, Taiyuan would have fallen into a group of Lianyun ladders in such a short period of time. There are no light cavalry? If you hadn't spread rumors everywhere and condoned the remnants of Shanxi merchants to report and retaliate, the Tianxiong army would have become isolated and helpless in such a short period of time? Do you really think that everyone in the world is blind? , You can’t even distinguish between black and white? If you do this, won’t you be afraid that you won’t be able to enter the ancestral grave if you die!?”

Zhang Fengyi's face turned blue and white, his facial muscles twisted, his eyes gleamed with hatred, and his expression was ferocious and terrifying.Under Yang Menglong's gaze, he suddenly exploded, slapped the table with his hand, and yelled: "Do you think we like to betray our country and seek glory, and consider thieves as our fathers? Why don't you let me, a lowly warrior, you, a remnant of the Mohist family, do this to you! If it weren't for you to go against the law and subvert the orthodoxy, why would we be so risky!!!"

Yang Menglong pointed to his nose: "Me?"

Zhang Fengyi stood up tremblingly, pointed at his nose and shouted angrily: "Yes, it's you! You, a monster who came out of nowhere, climbed up all the way with a little military exploits, and finally became the governor of Huguang, and you were named Houbai!" You must know that it is a thousand-year national policy to use literature to control martial arts, but you have broken this thousand-year national policy! No matter, you can be the governor of Huguang, which is also your ability. As long as you seriously develop agriculture and mulberry, and educate the people, we will be happy. Seeing its success, but what have you done? Building a lot of flashy buildings for your enjoyment, building a lot of cheap business, encouraging the common people to learn those strange and obscene techniques, implementing harsh criminal laws, and condoning cruel officials to oppress the gentry In just a few years, you have completely ruined the simple folk husbands in Huguang! Today in Huguang, the defense between men and women is gone, the style of studious is gone, and the style of respect and courtesy is gone! In today’s Huguang, everyone is chasing copper stink, male and female playful, aggressive and aggressive, disrespectful of gentry, morally degraded, you ask me what I want to do? I also want to ask you what do you want to do!”

Yang Menglong was silent for a long time, and asked: "Just because of this? Just because of this, you are going to let go of the country and let those wolves in, even if it repeats the tragedy of Wu Huan Hua?"

Zhang Fengyi snorted coldly: "As long as I can overthrow you as a thief, turn the world around, and defend China's orthodoxy, what is there to cherish when I wait for my body to be smashed to pieces?"

Yang Menglong let out a roar: "What's the pity to be smashed to pieces? It's not you shameless scholar-bureaucrats who are smashed to pieces, but thousands of Li people! This way, you can't even see the countless bones lying on the side of the road. How many people died tragically under the butcher knife of the Tartars, and you pretended not to see it? You keep saying that it is the Chinese orthodoxy of the Hanwei, but I am afraid that the one you really want to guard is the high status of the scholar-officials? Pooh!" Having said that, The anger he had suppressed for several years finally broke out, pointing at Zhang Fengyi's nose and yelling: "You think that if you sing so loudly, I won't be able to see your disgusting true face? You group of scholar-bureaucrats look It seems to be sanctimonious, but it is actually selfish and greedy to the extreme! You would rather raise taxes repeatedly and force the common people to die, rather than watch the army starve to death due to lack of clothing and food, and finally the foreign invaders invade and destroy Daming, and you are reluctant to pay a tael of silver. Taxes, anyone who tries to collect a penny of taxes from your class will be regarded as an enemy by you! Not only do you refuse to pay taxes, but you also do everything possible to dig the foundation of the country. For 300 years, the Ming Dynasty raised scholars and raised them on dogs. Go! Now the common people are fed up with your selfishness and greed, and they want to find a new way. You don’t say anything, and a robber comes at the door! I really want to cut your heart out to see if your heart is black. of!"

Zhang Fengyi's complexion turned pale, his lips trembled, and he said, "You...you...you don't want to spit blood! You...you talk nonsense!"

Yang Menglong sneered: "I squirt blood? Isn't this your patent?" He picked up the soup and drank it all in one gulp, put down the soup bowl, wiped his mouth with his sleeve, and said, "I wanted to have a good time with you guys at first." We're chatting, but your brazenness has already left me speechless... The meal is getting cold, eat it quickly, you don't have many hot meals to eat."

Zhang Fengyi's complexion changed drastically: "You...you dare to kill me? You can't do this! If you dare to kill me, no scholar in the world will let you go!"

Yang Menglong said indifferently: "They won't let me go? You have to ask me first if I will let them go! If I don't expose my fangs, I really don't dare to touch you?"

Although his tone was calm, Zhang Fengyi's heart twitched with the terrifying murderous aura on his body, his back felt cold, and his legs trembled uncontrollably.Until now, he was surprised to find that after several years, Yang Menglong is still the stupefied young man who dared to draw his sword and slash at his N-level Minister of the Ministry of War if he disagreed with him. live!

Playing tricks with this kind of person is courting death!
Zhang Fengyi murmured: "You...you can't kill me! I'm not wrong, I'm here to defend China's orthodoxy, I want to maintain a sense of righteousness for the world, I..." The more he said, the lower the voice, the haughty head It also hung down under the heavy load.The coercion and oppression of military generals accumulated by the civil servants of the Ming Dynasty for more than two hundred years has been completely lost, and only the trembling in the face of death is left.

Yang Menglong didn't say anything else, he strode out, and told the soldiers: "Watch closely, don't let him run away, and don't let him run away."

The soldier said proudly: "Don't worry, Lord Hou, he will not die, nor will he escape!"

Yang Menglong nodded, and walked towards the commander's tent with his own soldiers.The cold wind blew over with snow powder, and the bone marrow was about to freeze, but he didn't care at all.

If you don't survive this biting winter, what qualifications do you have to appreciate the colorful spring?

(End of this chapter)