Ming Ting

Chapter 143: The city gate was fierce

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Zhou Zheng and his party got out of the carriage and stood at the south gate of Shenyang City.

Huang Weihuai looked at the city gate, with no expression on his thin face, but his eyes were burning with some inexplicable light.

Zhou Zheng stood beside him, looked at this old city gate, the city wall, and shook his head secretly.

The Jianhu people are a fishing and hunting people, very primitive and backward, and they don't know how to build city walls at all. This old Shenyang city is still old, weather-beaten, and the years are mottled.

Soon, someone inside the city gate galloped out on horseback, brandishing sword soldiers, shouting some strange noises, and rushed straight out, surrounding Zhou Zheng and his group, sword soldiers flying, sharp blades were on the faces of Huang Weihuai, Zhou Zheng and others. .

Some people behind Zhou Zheng were panicked, and even fell to the ground in fright, panicking, shouting for help.

Huang Weihuai's face was blue, standing there, letting these swordsmen fly in front of him, only a few steps away from his throat, his figure remained motionless.

Zhou Zheng clenched his fists and forced him to stay still.

He knew that this was the disarming power of the Jianluites. If it is not as simple as embarrassment, many things will lose the initiative, and the Jianluites will control them all!

"Hahaha..."

These prisoners walked around to Huang Weihuai, Zhou Zheng, and looked at the embarrassed appearance of the group of people behind them, laughing, unlucky.

Huang Weihuai snorted coldly, without speaking.

Zhou Zheng looked at the faces of several people. They were not the two people he saw in Ning Yuan, and they didn't dress as tall as they were.

This group of people laughed for a long time. One of them jumped off his horse, looked at Huang Weihuai and Zhou Zheng, and said, "Emperor Ming has sent you here? Haha, are you scared? You southern barbarians know how to study. Haven't you seen it? Hahaha..."

Huang Weihuai sneered and said: "With fur and armor, birds and beasts, how do you know that saints are enlightened, scholarly, ignorant!"

"what did you say!"

The leader suddenly became furious, drew the knife and put it on Huang Weihuai's neck.

Huang Weihuai straightened his chest and said in a deep voice, "You can kill but not insult a man, you can do it."

Huang Weihuai looked awe-inspiring, with no fear on his face, as if he was going to die calmly.

The leader Jianlu looked at Huang Weihuai's expression and wished to cut it down. The people beside him quickly stopped him and said a few words.

The leader suppressed his anger and still had a chill on his face. His Chinese is very good. He stared at Huang Weihuai, snorted disdainfully, and said, "Sooner or later, I will let you kneel at my feet and follow me!"

With that said, he retracted the knife and turned on his horse.

Several prisoners mounted their horses and ran towards the city gate.

The corner of Huang Weihuai's eyes jumped, and then looked back and saw that many people looked embarrassed, his face was ugly, but he was a little surprised when Zhou Zheng had no fear, and snorted lightly, and said, "Go."

He strode forward, and the others responded again and again, knowing that they were ashamed, but they didn't care, and bit the bullet and followed behind.

When Zhou Zheng entered the city of Shenyang, what he immediately felt was not lively, but a kind of desolation, sparsely populated, and there were no people on the road.

The Jurchens can be distinguished by the eye. It is rare to see Han people, wearing weird clothes, with weird braids, and each one is very arrogant, treating Zhou Zheng and his party with upturned nostrils, whispering, and occasionally mixed with Chinese, "South Barbarian" ','fake models and fake styles' and so on, and some people shouted and screamed.

Huang Weihuai didn't notice anything, raised his head and chest, not afraid.

Although Zhou Zheng was deeply dissatisfied with Huang Weihuai and the others for their pedantic, unpretentiousness, etc., he admired his courage not to be afraid of death, at least better than those behind him.

But soon, the little favor that Zhou Zheng had just raised disappeared.

As soon as he arrived at the inn arranged by the Jianlu people, Huang Weihuai said to Zhou Zheng in a cold voice: "You are not allowed to leave this room without my permission. You will show him to me!"

After speaking, Huang Weihuai strode away, without meaning to talk nonsense with Zhou Zheng.

The two guards looked at Zhou Zheng with a flattering smile, and said, "Zhou Yushi, please don't embarrass us."

They were just guards sent by the Ministry of War, and they had also seen Zhou Zheng and Huang Weihuai tit-for-tat. If Zhou Zheng insisted, they would not dare to actually lock Zhou Zheng in the room.

Zhou Zheng smiled, turned around, and came out after a while, holding a piece of paper in his hand, and handing it to one of the guards, "Did you see this pattern? When your people are on the street, please pay attention to me and see where it is. Tell me, it should be quite prominent."

The two guards stretched out their heads, saw a'swastika', and quickly said: "Yes, Zhou Yushi don't worry, I will tell them if I see it, I will tell you immediately."

As long as Zhou Zheng doesn't embarrass them, he can say anything.

Zhou Zheng thanked him and turned back to the room.

There were carriages all the way, hurrying slowly, and the road was not good. Zhou had a sore waist and backache. He simply looked around in the room, then lay down and slumbered with his eyes closed.

The slogan they came this time was'consolation', and the condolence was the old slave, Nurhachi.

According to the plan, they will go to the Nurhachi Cemetery tomorrow to mourn, and Huangtaiji will host a banquet for them the day after tomorrow, and they can leave the day after tomorrow.

The most important one is the negotiation with Huang Taiji. This negotiation was between Huang Weihuai and Huang Taiji, and Huang Weihuai represented Yuan Chonghuan.

Zhou Zheng didn't know what Yuan Chonghuan wanted to discuss with Huang Taiji, but the initiative in this negotiation was not in the hands of Yuan Chonghuan, who won the victory in the defense of Ningyuan, but in the hands of Huang Taiji who was still performing harmless humans and animals.

However, Yuan Chonghuan may not realize this.

If Yuan Chonghuan was fooled by Huang Taiji and relaxed his vigilance over all parts of Liaodong, and let Huang Taiji easily cut off Dongjiang Town, he would really be fooled!

Zhou Zheng suddenly opened his eyes, looked at the mosquito net, his eyes flashed, and he whispered: "It's still too passive."

Zhou Zheng sat up and looked at the Four Treasures of the Study on the table not far away.

He has always been tricky, because the incident happened suddenly and his ability is limited. Now, he finally has some abilities, some things that he can do ahead!

For example, some things in Liaodong, such as Dongjiang Town!

After Mongolia has collapsed, Dongjiang Town is too important to Daming. If Dongjiang Town is not there, it would be nothing more than breaking an extremely important arm of Daming, and it would even be a matter of life and death!

If Dongjiang Town has been there and deterred the captives, perhaps Daming’s national fortune will change!

Zhou Zheng got up from sex, came to the table, laid out the paper, picked up the pen, and started to write something.

He pinched the head to the tail, and only he could understand what he wrote.

What he wrote involved Dongjiang Town, North Korea, Mongolia, and Liaodong.

He writes more and more, and even unable to finish writing later, it is his series of thoughts, ideas, expectations, and possible reform methods for Liaodong and others.

I don't know how long it took, and there was a knock on the door. After Zhou Zheng said "um", a guard pushed in and said with a smile: "Zhou Yushi, I have brought your dinner."

Zhou Zheng glanced at him and said, "Is Lord Huang there?"

The guard put the food on the table and said, "Master Huang is said to have visited a few old friends."

Zhou Zheng's expression moved slightly, Huang Weihuai has old friends in Shenyang? (End of this chapter)