Zhu Youjian was wrong this time.Not only can Fan Xuanchao move the army, but he can also subdue those army bosses who are willing to resist and do not want to be captured without a fight.

After all, he is no longer the empty-handed Fan Xiaoguan he was back then.And he has grown into Fan Xiang who holds great power.The manpower and intelligence in hand are among the best.Coupled with the Fan Party he has cultivated over the years, and the support behind him now that the emperor is upright, Fan Xuanchao's ability honed in the officialdom for many years has become the sharpest knife.

Turned into a beheading guillotine, beheading those country moths one by one.

This process was both bloody and peaceful.The scope of influence is controlled between high-level officials and military generals, and the lower levels are not involved. The common people are less aware that the top generals of the national army have undergone a major change of blood.

In addition to the big change of blood, both Zhu Youjian and Fan Xuanchao believe that compared with the Qing army, the current army is more like a child with a wooden knife and a wooden wall.

In line with the principle of not destroying and not establishing, Fan Xuanchao presented it, and Zhu Youjian drafted and approved it, and reorganized an army - the Jinlin Army.

"Dark clouds overwhelm the city, and the city is about to be destroyed, and the light of armor opens to the golden scales of Japan." This army independently funded by the Ministry of Finance, led by Li Dingguo and Lu Xiangsheng, who were originally generals of the rebel army, truly achieved "reporting the emperor's wishes on the golden stage, supporting Yulong died for the king."

Repeated battles and victories, every battle and every victory.First, he defeated the enemy in the Battle of Songjin, and then recaptured North Korea from the Qing Dynasty, cutting off the material supply channels of the Qing Dynasty.The entire Qing Dynasty was isolated.

But the general trend of the world at this time is all floating clouds to Huang Taiji.It is even worse than a hair of his beloved concubine Chen.

Hai Lanzhu, who lost her beloved son, is getting worse day by day.She put in a lot of effort to take care of her body for this child, and after the birth of this precious son who will be related to her for the rest of her life, Hai Lanzhu was even more precious like a pair of eyeballs.

It's a pity that this child is unlucky, unable to suppress the ghosts and ghosts in the palace, so he left not long after.

The child was gone, and Hai Lanzhu's soul seemed to be taken away by him, as if even his intelligence was taken away.Either shout "The queen hurt my son!" "The concubine Zhuang hurt my son!" Or sneakily blow pillow wind to Huang Taiji, "Dorgon will not allow His Majesty to appoint a prince."

In short, if it wasn't for Huang Taiji's protection, Hai Lanzhu would be dragged into the cold palace and educated.

Originally, Huang Taiji's crazy words to Hai Lanzhu were mainly to appease.After all, his mind is quite normal, even if he has doubts in his heart, when there is no evidence and the timing is not ripe, he will not turn his face against Kerxin Grassland and his own Prince He Shuorui at the same time.

But the problem is, Hai Lanzhu couldn't hold on and died.

At this moment, Huang Taiji seemed to be insane, and Hai Lanzhu's hysterical words before his death kept babbling in his ears.

Huang Taiji couldn't help but wonder, did Concubine Zhuang really harm Hai Lanzhu?Is it really the crown prince killed by Dorgon?

Huang Taiji, who fell into doubt, also fell into the trap of the spies from the Ming Dynasty.

Soon, Huang Taiji died amid doubts and suspicions being confirmed.Fulin, who was still young, succeeded to the throne, and Dorgon, who had always been suspected by Huang Taiji, also became the regent minister.

This inevitably made the ministers who were loyal to Huang Taiji suspicious. After all, Huang Taiji had told them more than once before his death.At that time, the courtiers all thought that Huang Taiji had lost his beloved son and favorite concubine one after another, and they were confused for a while.On the other hand, Dorgon has a heavy army in his hands, and he cannot let the monarch and his ministers lose peace, so that the Ming Dynasty can take advantage of it.

Now that Huang Taiji is dead, they see Dorgon as a vested interest, but they think of Huang Taiji's words, and their hearts are shocked and cold.

Aware of this emotion among the ministers, Dorgon was extremely annoyed.

Huang Taiji's death was indeed caused by him, but he did not allow others to say more.These ministers who think too much are really annoying to the extreme in the eyes of Dorgon, and it is only a matter of minutes to deal with them.

All of a sudden, people panic.But even if Dorgon is in power at this time, there are still people in the court who disagree with him.There were endless battles in the court of the Qing Dynasty, which looked like the Ming Dynasty back then.

And taking advantage of this opportunity, with Li Dingguo and Lu Xiangsheng's vigorous training, and Zhu Youjian's investment of money regardless of the cost, the Jinlin Army finally looks good, which can make Zhu Youjian initially satisfied.

"Army should not only be beautiful in drills, but also be able to fight and win battles!"

Zhu Youjian was satisfied with the results of the first inspection of the Golden Scale Army.It's just that whether he can go to the battlefield or not will not be known until the time comes when he will fight with real swords and guns.

And this opportunity has come.

Chongzhen ten years, autumn.The power of the Little Ice Age has been on display. North Korea’s grain harvest this year is poor, and it is difficult to even supply its own country, let alone the Qing Dynasty.

But the Qing Dynasty doesn't care about these.Their place is farther north than North Korea. Before late autumn, there was heavy snow, and countless cattle and sheep were frozen to death.Just counting on North Korea's food, at this time they actually said - no food?

The Qing Dynasty was not as polite and restrained as the Ming Dynasty, and it didn't matter that North Korea was his vassal state at this time, it would just grab it.

The North Korean army could not resist the Qing Dynasty, and tens of thousands of carts of food and people were taken away.

The Korean nobles were all sad and indignant, and they all missed the Ming Dynasty when they said they would support them without food.

Someone even made a suggestion of "may I ask Huang Ming for help?" Before he could finish speaking, he himself fell silent.Today's Huang Ming can't even protect itself, so how can there be an army to protect them?

Unexpectedly, it didn't take long for news to come from the border—the Emperor Ming army heard about the atrocities committed by the Qing Dynasty against North Korea, and specially summoned the Jinlin Army to crusade.

Everyone in North Korea was moved. Although everyone knew that Huang Ming was no longer the Huang Ming who dominated one side in the past, he was still the big brother in their hearts. The soldiers and civilians joined forces to help the Jinlin army.

From Fan Xuanchao's point of view, there was a taste of "resisting... the United States... aiding... North Korea", and couldn't help but chuckle.

The little prince asked, "Why are you laughing, sir?"

Fan Xuanchao pointed to a line in the memorial and said, "His Royal Highness, please look here. We originally started the army only after hearing the informant, but now you see, the king of North Korea is miserable and turned to His Majesty for help. Your Majesty is merciful, so he sent troops. But why did the King of Korea not refute what he said?"

"North Korea is a vassal state of our dynasty. It has only been a few years since it was plundered by the Qing Dynasty, and it has done a lot of things. How can it return?"

"That's right. Prince Mingjian." Fan Xuanchao said with a smile, "Not only that, but because the Jinlin Army has repeatedly won many battles, it has brought back the food population that was taken away from North Korea."

"Ah!" The little prince was surprised and delighted, jumped up, couldn't help but snatched the memorial and looked at it, it really said "Great Victory", jumped three feet high with joy, and shouted: "I will report to the emperor!" Then he ran away without a trace.

Fan Xuanchao rubbed his chin in the back and thought, this martial arts class was not in vain.

As the emperor, Zhu Youjian knew the news much earlier than the prince.At this time, the excitement had not yet passed, and he picked up the prince from his armpit and turned around a few times.

The prince has never seen his father so happy, it seems that years of sorrow have disappeared.

Fan Xuanchao walked in slowly, with a smile on his face, and saluted, "I respectfully wish Your Majesty the best! My emperor will shine forever! Long live my emperor, long live, long live——"

Before he could finish speaking, Zhu Youjian had already pulled him up.Facing Fan Xuanchao's surprised gaze, Zhu Youjian felt that the man who had accompanied him along the way, the face of this man who already had fine lines, was more beautiful than those beauties in the palace and fairies in the temple.

Zhu Youjian really wanted to kiss him, but he was still holding the prince in his arms.In the end, he just slid the arm supporting his elbow to the palm of his hand, and clasped his fingers tightly.

The prince was so frightened that he froze, and there were reasonable explanations for the vague and unreasonable things in his heart.

In the 11th year of Chongzhen, early spring.

The deep winter has just passed, the snow has just melted, and Dorgon, who has been holding back his anger all winter and can only vent his anger on those disobedient ministers, leads the army to fight against the Jinlin army in Jinzhou.

This was originally just a revenge. In Dorgon's view, by the way, he taught the disobedient North Korea a lesson.

But at the end of the battle, both the Ming and Qing Dynasties invested 10,000+ troops, but it became a decisive battle between the two countries to bet on the fate of the country.

Surprised both sides.

As far as Chongzhen was concerned, he was unwilling to fight a decisive battle at this time. The main force of the Jinlin army was not yet at its strongest combat effectiveness. In order to win, he had to put such hidden generals as Wu Sangui and Li Zicheng into the battle.

And this timing is not too good for Dorgon.One was that he was not prepared enough, and the other was that he hadn't dealt with those ministers who had two hearts in the rear, so he couldn't avoid looking forward and backward and playing cautiously.

Until the end of the war, it has been 15 years since Chongzhen.This year, it was supposed to be the battle between Songjin and the Qing army that defeated the Ming army. The Ming Dynasty completely lost all its defense lines in the Liaodong area, and the capital was directly exposed to the Qing army's iron cavalry.

But here, it was also the Battle of Songjin, but Fengshui took turns-the Ming army won a big victory and the Qing army was defeated.

Except for the first appearance of the Golden Scale Army a few years ago, it was the Ming Dynasty that won the protracted war.

The whole country was full of jubilation, and among them the happiest was Zhu Youjian, the shameful Chongzhen Emperor.

Since he was reborn, no, since he was first invaded by the Qing army in his previous life, Zhu Youjian and the Qing Dynasty have been fighting for almost 50 years.

At first, he staggered forward alone; later, Fan Xuanchao was with him; and later, more officials, generals, and common people joined him, and finally won the victory.

When he chose the reign title for the second time, he chose Chongzhen again without hesitation, which was a challenge to his own destiny.

Zhu Youjian was already a little drunk at this time, but there was only Fan Xuanchao, the most trusted, by his side, and he couldn't help chatting with him. "Actually, my Huang Ming was able to win, the most important thing is to rely on the blessing of my ancestors!"

Fan Xuanchao didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Your Majesty should pay homage to all the late emperors to comfort the spirit of the late emperor after successive victories."

"That's right." Even though he said that, Zhu Youjian looked at him blankly, his eyes were full of Fan Xuanchao, and he didn't have the serious look when he was talking about business.

Fan Xuanchao pushed him, "Your Majesty...?"

This seemed to wake up Zhu Youjian who was in deep thought. He turned over and pressed the person under him, stroked his face, and even wanted to touch his eyes.

Fan Xuanchao was at a loss. He didn't expect that after so many years, Zhu Youjian would make such a sudden move, let alone that Zhu Youjian would...would...consider this kind of thing.

Zhu Youjian didn't have time to care about his embarrassment, and the wine-smelling murmur went straight to Fan Xuanchao's clever brain through his nostrils, and seemed to have confused him-"It's time to worship the ancestors, but we have to wait until After tonight..."

【End】

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