"Cough cough." Feng Ying suddenly said over there, yin and yang said in a weird manner: "The so-called Liaodong iron cavalry is nothing more than this. You must know that the sage is obedient to Yuan Chonghuan, and the national treasury gave him half of his military salary. How can he explain this to the world?"
This is indeed the most important thing, everyone in the hall is whispering.
"It's not that Yuan Chonghuan is good at using troops. How can he be beaten like this? This is ten times the strength."
"Yeah, what did you say a while ago about the great victory in Liaodong? Ten thousand troops defeated Nurhachi and more than two hundred thousand, and they all won. How do you lose like this now?"
When everyone was talking about it, Yuan Chonghuan suddenly heard: "Master Sun..." The tone was very sincere, not like the cynicism during the interrogation by Feng Ying and others, but full of respect.
"You said." Sun Chengzong stroked his beard, the anger on his face was less at this time, and there was a little more compassion in his eyes.
"Master Sun." Yuan Chonghuan's tone suddenly became a bit vicissitudes of life: "Do you know that at that time, the Holy Spirit summoned me and used a basket to hang me up to the city?"
"Yes." Sun Chengzong nodded and said: "I know."
"I and Sheng..."
"You talked a lot with the saint." Sun Chengzong's face sank and said: "The first time you met, you told the emperor about five years of Ping Liao, and the second time you met, you talked nonsense again, and you said something quickly. Can calm down, Yuan Chonghuan, do you brag at every turn because you look at the emperor's youth? Or do you rely on your grace and act recklessly?"
"No." Yuan Chonghuan blushed and waved his hand: "No, yes... yes... Master Sun, I swear to God, what I thought was... yes... including what you said, why did I follow Huang Taiji and didn't take the initiative to attack Because of... because..."
"Because of what?"
Sun Chengzong shouted, shaking the tiles of Dali Temple, and everyone was taken aback by him.
"Because I want to repeat the great victory of Liaoning." Yuan Chonghuan actually didn't expect that he would think so. Now he was pressed by his mentor step by step, and suddenly realized his thoughts. It turned out that behind that anxiety, he wanted to do this, right. , He actually wanted to repeat the glorious scene of the Liaodong victory!
The hall suddenly became quiet. The sun was shining from the outside of the crowd to the inside of the hall, and the ground was dazzling, floating in the sunlight ups and downs, and everyone fell into contemplation in this silence.
Yuan Chonghuan said that he just wanted to repeat the scene of the great victory of Liaodong!
He wanted to repeat the scene of the great victory of Liaodong!
That's how it is, that's how it is.
This is a good explanation, why he refused to take the initiative to "surround Wei and save Zhao", why he walked and stopped behind Huang Taiji instead of hitting his head, and why he became a pot of porridge with the branches of Huang Taiji in the city of Beijing. He wants to repeat the great victory of Liaoning!
However...
"However..." Yuan Chonghuan had spoken without waiting for Sun Chengzong to ask, with a somewhat self-deprecating tone in his tone: "However, the reality is very cruel. I want to lead soldiers into Beijing City and repeat the same way of defending the city. Brilliant, who knows that the emperor wouldn’t let me lead troops into the city at all, and a hundred officials attacked and impeached me in this way, and finally I was sent to jail. To the point where I am today, I also admit it.”
Sun Chengzong listened quietly, stared at Yuan Chonghuan for a long time, nodded and said: "Okay, okay, that's it, I understand a little bit."
When Yuan Chonghuan heard this, he seemed to be relieved, and forced a smile: "Master Sun understands that Yuan Mou is dead and staring."
"However, there is one thing that you still can't succeed." Sun Chengzong stroked his beard, his eyes flashed with a bit of pity: "Your most important shortcoming is that you forgot, this is not Liaodong, this is Beijing. This is at the feet of the emperor and cannot tolerate you, Yuan Chonghuan, you are already a supervisor and an official in Xinjiang. How can you not understand this?"
When Yuan Chonghuan heard this, his body suddenly shook as if he was swinging. After a while, he slowly stopped shaking, stayed silent for a long time, and slowly said, "Master Sun said that it was Mrs. Yuan. Naive."
"More than naive?" Sun Chengzong sneered: "You don't have any political awareness, just blindly arrogant, wanting to repeat the achievements of the year, but completely disregarding the reality, and finally failing. What do you say?"
When Yuan Chonghuan heard this, he slowly nodded, and said one by one: "Master Sun, Yuan is wrong, from the beginning to the end, it is so wrong."
When Sun Chengzong heard these words, he stood up suddenly, flicked his sleeves without saying a word, did not even bid farewell, and walked out in a stride...
"Master Ling, what does Master Sun mean?" Feng Ying looked inexplicably, and asked Ling Yiqu with her head down.
Ling Yiqu stroked his beard, stared at Yuan Chonghuan, whose face was gray, and sighed quietly, "Master Feng, do you think Yuan Chonghuan should be sentenced to death?"
"Sure." Feng Ying answered without hesitation.
Ling Yiqu examined Feng Ying's face and asked, "Really?"
Feng Ying was not sure this time, and he stubbornly said: "He wants to repeat the precedent of the great victory of Liaoyuan, but this is unrealistic."
"You're right." Ling Yiqu slowly vomited, staring at Yuan Chonghuan's face, still a strange light in the dark, with a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and said: "You are right, this Yuan Chonghuan. Hehe."
"What do you want to say?" Feng Ying frowned when he saw what Ling Yiqu was saying inexplicably, and then raised his head. Seeing that Sun Chengzong had gone far away, she couldn't help shaking her head, thinking that these people are simply inexplicable lunatics, but he stared at him. Yuan Chonghuan, who was dumbfounded and kneeling down in the hall, remembered Elder Ge's instructions, snorted, and slapped the gavel: "Yuan Chonghuan, Master Sun questioned you like this, don't you admit that you are treason?"
When these words were spoken, everyone in the hall talked a lot, and most of them showed dissatisfaction—Sun Chengzong did analyze all the wrong things Yuan Chonghuan did in this way, but it was obvious that the facts proved that Yuan Chonghuan was so stupid that he misjudged and commanded mistakes. The charge is inevitable, but no matter how such a crime is, it cannot be called "conspiracy". Feng Ying's phrase "conspiracy" is obviously framed.
However, Yuan Chonghuan nodded and said with a wry smile: "Yes, Master Feng is right, Yuan Mou is indeed rebellious."
"Wow—"
Everyone was in an uproar and looked at each other. During the interrogation these few days, Yuan Chonghuan had been very tough and refused to plead guilty at all. Just now Sun Chengzong came. Although many accusations were made, he analyzed it to a certain extent. Yuan Chonghuan had no intention of conspiracy at all. Why did Yuan Chonghuan admit it again
Everyone looked at each other, Feng Ying, Ling Yiqu, and Luo Yangxing were also taken aback, staring at Yuan Chonghuan who was kneeling below, not knowing what Yuan Chonghuan was doing.
"I am seeking rebellion, I admit it." Yuan Chonghuan's expression was a little strange, his eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes were deep and quiet, but his tone was very firm, and he said every word: "I admit, I am seeking rebellion."
"Yuan Chonghuan." Feng Ying saw Yuan Chonghuan confess, thinking that she had completed the task, and her tone of excitement was a little trembling: "Do you really admit that you are treason?"
"I admit it." Yuan Chonghuan nodded solemnly: "I do seek rebellion."
"Did you know that plotting rebellion is to punish the Nine Clans?" Luo Yangxing's expression became very sullen, as if it were a threat.
"Yes." The muscles on Yuan Chonghuan's face jumped wildly, seeming to be extremely painful, and finally closed his eyes and said: "This is all fate."
"Okay, okay." Feng Ying said with a smile while stroking his beard: "This is what you said, since that's the case, I can't say anything, haha, come, sign and draw." He said, facing the Lingyi channel next to him: "Master Ling, what do you think?"
Ling Yiqu didn't speak, staring at Yuan Chonghuan with a strange expression, as if thinking about something, and looking at him for a long while, and asked: "Yuan Chonghuan, I didn't expect you to do this."
Yuan Chonghuan raised his head and looked at Ling Yiqu deeply. A smile suddenly crossed the corner of his mouth: "Master Ling, if you can invite Sun Chengzong, you should also want it."
Ling Yiqu hesitated for a while, suddenly seemed to understand something, and slowly nodded and said: "Yes, Yuan Chonghuan, I underestimated you."
"That's right." Yuan Chonghuan closed his eyes, slowly fell to the ground, lowered his head and said, "I confess my guilt, I confess my guilt completely."
"Boom—" Everyone Weng Ran.