My father is Jiajing

Chapter 158: Marshal Zhu San
Speaking of Yang Shouqian, he was also a self-righteous "fool".

Of course, his ability is undoubtedly strong, but he is too conceited and thinks he is so great that he even compares himself to Zhou Yafu at the critical moment. He doesn't even think about whether the current emperor is Emperor Jing of Han, and whether he can tolerate him playing Zhou Yafu's tricks?
Besides, even Emperor Jing of Han did not really tolerate Zhou Yafu's death. In the end, he found something to hold against him and put him in jail to kill his rage. As a result, Zhou Yafu was so angry at Emperor Jing's treatment of him that he actually committed suicide by starvation in jail. Isn't this a clear slap in the face of Emperor Jing and a disguised way of telling the world that Emperor Jing did not distinguish between loyalty and treachery?
As a master of physics and chess, how could Emperor Jing tolerate such threats? So Zhou Yafu's family was buried with him because of his stubbornness and suicide.

But Yang Shouqian shamelessly compared himself to Zhou Yafu. Wasn't he just seeking death?
Do you really think that all emperors in the world are good emperors like Emperor Zhenzong of Song who would just swallow his pride and accept insults?
However, Yang Shouqian has not yet reached the point of comparing himself to Zhou Yafu, because the course of history has been disrupted to some extent by Zhu Zaigui, so the fate of Yang Shouqian may also undergo a certain deviation.

But if his personality does not change, then he is only suitable to be an external knife, who can establish certain achievements in the local area, but is not suitable for the kind of political game of mutual calculation in the central court. As long as he stays in the central government, with his personality of not executing decision-making orders when he has his own ideas, he will definitely not have a good ending.

After all, no emperor would really like a minister who goes against him, especially one who feels good about himself. Isn't this a clear satire on the stupidity of the emperor's decision?
If such a person could have a good end in the center, it would be a disaster.

When Gao Gong saw Yang Shouqian, he bowed and said, "I, Gao Gong, greet the Junior Marshal."

Shao Sima is an elegant title for the Vice Minister of the Ministry of War. In the officialdom that values ​​decency, unless it is a particularly formal occasion, these official titles that correspond to ancient official titles are generally referred to by elegant titles as a sign of respect.

Yang Shouqian looked at Gao Gong, who was respectful and graceful, and immediately felt a bit of favor towards him.

Yang Shouqian asked, "Why did Gao Shidu come to the Ministry of War to take up the responsibility of guarding the city? You must know that the situation in the capital is different from usual, and it is not as comfortable as in the study. If you go to the city now, you may have to work day and night until the alert in the capital is lifted."

Gao Gong replied: "I know. I am willing to go to the city and guard it to fulfill my duty as a minister."

Yang Shouqian nodded in satisfaction, "Okay, I approve this matter. Go find the Imperial Secretary Wang De and ask him to arrange a job for you."

"Yes, I am resigning."

Gao Gong bowed to Yang Shouqian again, and then went to find Wang De, the military official. Under Wang De's arrangement, Gao Gong also changed into a set of armor of corresponding grade, and finally climbed onto the city wall guarding the capital.

Here Gao Gong finally saw the tense atmosphere in the capital, as well as the tension and desolation that was invisible in the distance.

The cold autumn wind made Gao Gong feel what it meant to be a difficult state of affairs. At this moment, Gao Gong could not help but look far to the northeast of the capital, where a war to stop the Tatar bandits was being waged, and no one knew what the final outcome would be.

Zhu Zaigui's troops, who had harassed Shixia Camp all night, were all in high spirits. They took turns on duty and also ensured themselves enough rest. So even though they had been tossing and turning all night, they were not in a tense state like the Tatar bandits in Shixia Camp.

In the early morning, when Zhu Zaigui was practicing the movements of "Xiantian Gong" in the open space in the center of the camp regardless of rain or shine, Meng Chong came back.

When Meng Chong saw Zhu Zaigui, he bowed and said, "Your Majesty, I have sent a message to Wang Ruxiao and Luo Xihan. They are organizing their troops and will arrive at the designated location in a day to block the key route for the Tatar bandits to escape to the east."

Zhu Zaiqi hummed, without stopping his movements, he said: "Very good, now we have to wait for Huang Jin. I wonder if Huang Jin can convince His Majesty to transfer the Warrior Battalion to me."

Meng Chong said: "The Emperor will definitely give you troops. You fought so well in these two battles, you are like Wei Huo in the world!"

Zhu Zaigui chuckled, "Wei Huo is chasing the Xiongnu on the grassland, but I am fighting at home, and I am running while fighting. How can I compare to Wei Huo's peerless sharpness? If you can't flatter, don't flatter. You have worked hard all night, so go and have a rest, otherwise when my army starts, you will still be drowsy and don't know east, west, south, or north."

Meng Chong felt warm in his heart after hearing Zhu Zaigui's lecture and concern. He thought that his prince was such a good master.

"I'm not tired, slave."

After hearing what Meng Chong said, Zhu Zaigui raised his leg and kicked Meng Chong on the butt, "Get out!" Meng Chong smiled awkwardly, bowed to Zhu Zaigui, and went to rest obediently.

Just after Meng Chong left, Lu Yi arrived again.

Lu Yi escorted the supplies brought from Shunyi Industrial Park to the Qingshuitan Camp.

Zhu Zaigui didn't waste any words and immediately asked Lu Yi to arrange people to distribute the supplies. He asked everyone to take advantage of the free time to eat and feed the horses, and then wait for the general's orders at any time.

After arranging these things, Huang Jin finally arrived.

Huang Jin brought the front camp, rear camp, and warrior camp, totaling 18,000 troops, to Zhu Zaigui's side.

Zhu Zaigui was stunned when he saw the large army led by Huang Jin.

"Your Majesty, have you mobilized all the guards in the city?"

Zhu Zaigui looked at Huang Jin in disbelief and asked.

Huang Jin pulled Zhu Zaigui's sleeve and walked aside, whispering, "Your Majesty, after His Majesty learned of your great victory, he also knew your plan for a decisive battle, so he transferred the three imperial guards of the Imperial Horse Administration, the Front Camp, the Rear Camp, and the Warrior Camp, which are responsible for guarding the imperial city, to you."

"And His Majesty knows that your current identity is inconvenient to reveal, so he asked me to forge a new identity for you. From now on, you are Zhu San, the commander of the Fourth Guard Battalion, and you are in charge of all the troops in the suburbs of Beijing. I am your commander-in-chief. If there is anything that is inconvenient for you to do, you can tell me."

After hearing what Huang Jin said, Zhu Zaigui suddenly realized.

Zhu Zaigui sighed again and said nervously, "What should we do? When I was with the people from the Fourth Guard Battalion before, I didn't hide my identity as a prince. If I hide it now, will these people let it slip?"

Huang Jin had thought of this when he came. Huang Jin said, "Your Highness, don't be nervous. The Four Guards are the imperial guards of the palace. They have nothing to do with the Ministry of War. I will call the captains and soldiers of the Four Guards together and explain it to them. Then they won't talk nonsense."

Zhu Zaiqi blinked, not quite believing what these people said, "Really?"

Huang Jin affirmed: "Really, the people in the Imperial Stables are definitely more tight-lipped than those outside. They also know their duties and will never say anything nonsense."

Seeing Huang Jin's affirmative answer, Zhu Zaigui also hummed, "Well, from now on, I am Zhu San."

Huang Jin looked at Zhu Zaigui who was grinning, and said quickly: "Your Highness, from now on, you can no longer call yourself "this king". Just use "this commander" or "this camp"."

Zhu Zaigui understood and quickly changed his verbal address, "Okay, I understand."

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