Chapter 338: There will be retribution in the end. Songshan is broken

The culprit of Songshan's great defeat...

Zhang Ruoqi, the head of the Ministry of War, who was originally planning to be polite, seemed to be beaten up after hearing this sentence and was immediately stunned. The officialdom was clear, but the individual standards were also emphasized.

The ups and downs of the officialdom, no one knows what will happen in the future, so they leave three room for words and do not say anything.

What's more, Zhang Ruoqi was sent by the Ministry of War to approve the number of troops and horses to pay the salary, which is equivalent to the representative of the Minister of War, Zhang Ruoqi's joys and anger, which is directly related to the results of the verification and the amount of salary paid. Therefore, even if Zhang Ruoqi is a sixth rank, everyone cannot treat it with the attitude of treating the sixth rank officials.

At least you have to be a little polite and flatter. According to the rules of the officialdom, although Zhang Ruoqi felt something was wrong inside and outside Jinan City, when he came into this hall, he was still thinking about how to make things difficult for the other party first. Anyway, the emperor and the minister were all in the capital, so it was convenient for Zhang Ruoqi to pull the big flag into a tiger skin.

Thinking about the fact that outside Shanhaiguan, Hong Chengchou had eight important officials who lived in and were famous all over the world. In front of him, the military generals who had always been rebellious were all bowing their heads and obeying the orders.

However, such heroes are still loyal to the emperor in front of themselves and the imperial decree that they cannot raise their heads. This method is easy to use on Hong Chengchou, and it is definitely easy to use on the governor and general of Shandong.

Who would have thought that as soon as he entered the door, the other party revealed his scars and cursed him without revealing his shortcomings. The other party was not worried at all. Moreover, there was no final conclusion about Songshan's defeat. Zhang Ruoqi did not admit that he had to bear the main responsibility.

Zhang Ruoqi, the demeanor and arrogant official of the capital, threw him aside, and instantly blushed and his neck was thick, and he stood up. He said in a thick voice:

"How can you say that? Zhang is just a small army supervisor. The army that left the pass was under the jurisdiction of Hong Chengchou. The responsibility for this defeat was all about Hong Hengjiu. He and Zhang. This time, Zhang, in accordance with the imperial court's order, came to Shandong to count the troops and horses and pay the money... When the officials came, the lord slandered people like this. Could it be that there was something unspeakable about the troops in Shandong!"

Zhang Ruoqi was not vague about this talk, but in the end he woke up, and you were here to change Zhang to a lower official.

When he said this, he realized that as soon as he entered the door, he did not see clearly who said this sentence.

Li Meng sat there motionlessly, but Yan Jizu turned his head and looked at the iron-faced man sitting behind Li Meng. This sentence should be what the iron-faced man said. There was a vague impression of this voice, but he couldn't remember it in a hurry.

Listening to Zhang Ruoqi raising the banner and threatening words again, Li Meng said calmly to Yan Jizu, arrogance:

"Mr. Yan, this is the sixth rank. How should you and me do what you should do according to etiquette and rules?"

The behavior of Zhang Ruoqi as soon as he entered the door made the governor Yan Jizu extremely disgusted. Although Yan Jizu in Shandong had no real power, except Li Meng, everyone else was polite to him without any rudeness. What's so crazy about this little sect?

Speaking of which, when Yan Jizu was in the capital, he was also a seventh-rank rank, but as long as this seventh-rank rank is full of this position, there will be a local governor and a sixth-rank rank waiting. He is the first-class person in the capital. After staying in the capital for a long time, he naturally knows what Zhang Ruoqi is like.

Hearing Li Meng’s question, Yan Jizu said bluntly:

"The Ministry of Rites has made clear rules on this matter. The head of the matter should kneel down and kowtow to pay homage before he can talk about official affairs, otherwise he should be treated as a loss of etiquette."

Li Meng nodded and looked at Zhang Ruoqi in front of him coldly. He spoke:

"It turns out that he is a rude and ruthless villain. Let him kneel down and kowtow."

As soon as he finished speaking, two personal soldiers came over and kicked Zhang Ruoqi's leg and caught the head of the Ministry of War off guard. He immediately knelt on the ground. The personal soldiers behind him kept holding Zhang Ruoqi's head and touched the blue brick floor.

When Zhang Ruoqi was defeated in Songshan, his legs were fast, but he was still a weak scholar. How could he resist the power of his personal soldiers? He just pressed it on the ground and kowtowed three times. Fortunately, the personal soldiers in this hall were very sensible and were not injured.

But even so, Zhang Ruoqi's forehead was still purple. The personal soldiers let go of their hands and stood behind him. Zhang Ruoqi, who barely raised his head, finally felt scared.

"Governor, Li has something to ask about this person in charge."

Li Meng was polite, Yan Jizu bowed, and Li Meng asked coldly:

"Zhang Ruoqi and the commander of the Hong Commander led 130,000 troops out of the pass. The outside of the pass is an extremely dangerous place, and it is unlikely to win. At most, it is a success. I don't understand why you have to set up heavy obstacles. Is there any benefit for you to lose in Songshan?"

Zhang Ruoqi's head buzzed. When he heard Li Meng's question, he wanted to refute a few words. The two personal soldiers behind seemed to have moved, and the weapons and armor on their bodies collided.

Some of the literary character would rather die than surrender, while others would give some pain, and the bones would immediately soften. Zhang Ruoqi was obviously the latter.

The arrogance at the beginning was gone. He was now scared and afraid that the other party would bear him directly in the main hall. He heard Li Meng's question, regardless of how taboo Li Meng's question was, he couldn't care. He lay there and didn't dare to move, and said respectfully:

"What a person, the young master, who has the courage to do the world, how dare he do anything? The villain remembers that before leaving the customs, Chen Shangshu of the Ministry of War, told the villain that if Hong Hengjiu succeeded in rescue this time, he would have to do the position of the Minister of War. Therefore, the credit must not be taken over by General Hong. He must snatch some. Only then can the young master be brave enough to say anything. Moreover, since he left Jizhen and traveled north, the emperor's will have never been cut off. If it were not for Shangshu, the villain would not have such courage..."

The whole story of the Ruoqi bamboo tube pouring beans was said. The main hall was quiet. Li Meng turned around and looked at Sun Chuanting sitting there. Although Sun Chuanting was sitting there with an iron face, he looked calm, but his wrists were trembling slightly and his breathing became heavier, which was obviously extremely excited.

Li Meng naturally knew why Sun Chuanting was excited, but in this main hall, many outsiders could not say anything more, but turned to Yan Jizu who was sitting aside and asked:

"Mr. Yan, how many soldiers and horses are registered in Shandong?"

Zhang Ruoqi answered respectfully, but in his heart he had already cursed the eight generations of civil and military ancestors in Shandong dozens of times. He thought that I would endure it in Shandong for the time being. When I returned to the capital, I would definitely look for you. However, when I heard the question above, I was confused again.

I thought Shandong was really weird. First, I asked about this irrelevant Songshan incident, and then the Shandong landlord coach actually didn't know how many soldiers he had under him.

Yan Jizu thought about it for a while, and said:

"Shandong soldiers and horses have always paid 25,000 soldiers in the court, and these 25,000 should be the final count of the Ministry of War."

Li Meng reached out and patted his forehead and said with a smile:

"I can't remember this number clearly. It's a matter of trouble for Lord Yan."

The two of them looked at each other and laughed. The two of them joked like this, and Sun Chuanting, who was sitting behind them, felt a little better, but Zhang Ruoqi below was confused and didn't know why, but he felt that there might be huge loopholes in the Shandong soldiers.

Otherwise, as the general of Shandong, how could he not even remember the number of troops under his command? Perhaps this is why Shandong general Li Meng disregarded the decent rules of the court and gave himself the prestige.

Zhang Ruoqi kneeling there was no one paying attention to him. After hearing Yan Jizu say the number, Li Meng thought about it for a while and said:

"Master Zhang, this time I'm here to test my Shandong troops. You have been delaying so many days. Tomorrow I will arrange for you to go outside the city to inspect. After finishing your errands, get back to the capital quickly."

25,000 soldiers and horses. Just check it out. Isn’t it even necessary to make a fake? Zhang Ruoqi was thinking about it. Shandong General Li Meng only had about 10,000 soldiers and horses in his hands. This is the reason for his extortion. After suffering this loss today, he turned this reason into a serious crime and was preparing to return to Beijing to report.

Who would have thought that the other party was full of indifferent and said carelessly that he would try something. Could it be that his brain was broken?

On this day, he finally lived in the city. Zhang Ruoqi and his group were not as imposing as they were on the way to come. They were thinking about how to get some money out and lived in the inn in the city. No one had good sleep at night. There were soldiers outside the yard. No one knew whether these people outside were guarding or were preparing to come in and kill people in the middle of the night.

But there was nothing wrong all night. The next morning, dozens of cavalry came to lead the way. The leader was a general. He was not polite when he came in and said that he wanted to come to lead the chief officer Zhang to check the troops.

Until now, the people in the group, Zhang Zhushi have become numb to the various actions of Shandong. Anyway, this place is similar to the Ming Dynasty and other clothes, and the rest seem to be different.

There was also a servant of Zhang Ruoqi, the head of the Ministry of War, who secretly came to Zhang and said, "It's better not to leave the city. Don't go out of the city and take it to a secluded place and kill everyone directly. This person has always been Zhang Ruoqi's closest to underground. After saying these loyal words, Zhang Ruoqi raised his hand and slapped him and scolded him:

"Slave with a broken brain, look at the situation today. Could it be that we can't kill us in the city? Don't say more, what they asked them to do, just follow us!"

After leaving the city, these dozens of cavalry did not have any malice. They just led Zhang Ruoqi to check the spots one by one in the military camp outside the city. Shandong soldiers were full-time soldiers, and they spent most of their daily training. They left the city early in the morning and happened to arrive at the soldiers of the old camp outside the city of Jinan to line up to practice.

It is convenient and fast to check the horse-strikers in this team that are arranged in an orderly team. This situation really shocked Zhang Ruoqi and others. 25,000, this number is really not small. It takes a lot of time to count them one by one, not to mention counting the 25,000 soldiers.

After a whole day of hard work, Zhang Ruoqi, who returned to the city, was already as beautiful as earth. He walked over to count them one by one, which was really exhausted.

Twenty-five thousand people were a real number, and Zhang Ruoqi also found that the cavalry led them around Jinan City clockwise, and there must be still military camps that had not been transferred.

In love, there are more soldiers in Shandong than those recorded by the Ministry of War. It is impossible to reduce the strength of Li Mengdi by taking advantage of the Shandong general's vacancies. This is a bit like earth. There are some reasons. When inspecting various military camps, the Shandong soldiers who were trained in the formation were murderous.

The eyes of staring at him and his group of people were extremely bad. When they were checked, they seemed to feel that the thorn was covered with coldness. After walking among thousands of troops, Zhang Ruoqi was at least one hundred thousand military supervisors. He had seen it outside the pass and could still maintain a calm state.

But when they followed Zhang Ruoqi and the minor officials, some of them seemed to be trembling like sieves, and some of them were lying on the ground and could never get up after walking a few places. They were all ugly, and the Shandong soldiers looked at these bad officials with a little more contempt.

Such hostility and contemptuous eyes and attitude make Zhang Ruoqi feel uncomfortable all over his body even if he is a shameless person who has been fighting for many years.

Shandong has done nothing in this regard. Since there are actually 25,000 soldiers and horses. After the inspection, the general army yamen and the governor's office came over with relevant documents. Zhang Ruoqi, the head of the Ministry of War, signed and sealed it. The Shandong governor and general used seals. They put it in envelopes, presented it with fire lacquer, and then sent a special person to the capital.

The reason for using it is very high-sounding. It is said that in this situation, since you have to use Shandong soldiers, you must use the results of the inspection of the troops. Therefore, you must send them to the capital as soon as possible. Let the officials know and don’t delay things.

Zhang Ruoqi couldn't say any reason for refuting, and he didn't have the qualifications to refute him here, so he had to accept it obediently.

He was so angry that he was so angry that he vomited blood. The other party first sent the test result to the capital in a hurry. Even if he wanted to do anything, he had no place to start.

The day after the inspection of the troops, Zhang Ruoqi and his group were sent to the road. Shandong was not polite at all and just drove people away.

This time, it was a little different. There were dozens of cavalry escorts, and along the way, they were trying not to let anything happen to them and send them back to the capital safely.

Before leaving the capital, Zhang Ruoqi was in a daze. This time he returned from Shandong, his mental state was not much different, and he was also mentally useless.

I didn't get any oil and water in the inspection of the army, but I was humiliated by the other party, but I couldn't find any reason to make things difficult for the other party. I decided to sign the documents of the inspection of the army. How many people did when I went there and how many people were safe when I came back? It is impossible to say that Shandong coerced and threatened me.

The whole thing seemed to be filled with anger. He was humiliated and forced by the other party, but he could not find a way to retaliate or falsely accused him of the same.

After thinking about it, I can say that I can give Shandong soldiers a chance to give them eyeballs, that is, Shandong General Li Meng is ill-behaved and wants to commit a major rebellion.

But when I arrived in the capital, I falsely accused the other party of his ill-behavior when I returned. I was afraid that the misfortune was not the general of Shandong Li Meng, but myself, He Renlong and Zuo Liangyu, where the local officials and censors were located, there were many impeachment memorials and documents, which played a role.

Zhang Ruoqi knew that if he returned to Beijing and sued the other party for something wrong and did something wrong, as long as a rebuttal in Shandong came up, he would definitely be the one who was imprisoned and asked for guilt first. Moreover, it is hard to say whether Chen Xinjia, the Minister of War, would protect him like this again. It is possible to take this opportunity to prevent him from turning over.

The more I thought about it, the more I gritted my teeth. I had no way to deal with the other party at the moment. I could only say harsh words in my heart. It would be no longer late for a gentleman to take revenge.

On February 17th, he returned to the capital and went to Chen Xinjia, the Minister of War, to hand over his errands. Chen Xinjia did not give him any good face.

Although he was blocking his mouth for the fat and beautiful father, this job could not be done so badly. He had already advised him to "check carefully and carefully". Under the practice of talking in the officialdom, this statement almost means to tell you clearly that you must find some problems when checking Shandong troops.

As a result, you report the number of people accurately. Shandong soldiers have never eaten a vacancy. Isn’t this a fantasy? No pay has been paid for so many years. The soldiers in Shandong are not wooden people who don’t eat. How could they still stand there if they don’t eat a space?

What kind of errand is this? How much silver did Zhang Ruoqi take in Shandong? Do you really think that you have Songshan’s handle in your hand to threaten anyone? As a military supervisor, you should be beheaded.

When the job was in the office, Chen Xinjia's face was extremely cold, and he just said that he had worked hard for the boss Zhang, so he would go home and rest for a few days first. When something happened in the ministry, he would send someone to call you back.

Now that things have come to this point, Zhang Ruoqi has no way to save it, so he has to leave the Ministry of War in shame and go back to "rest".

Chen Xinjia gave Zhang Ruoqi a chance. If he received a lot of benefits in Shandong, he would at least send this big head here, so that there would be room for improvement in things.

But Zhang Ruoqi got nothing in Shandong, so naturally he didn't give anything to Chen Xinjia, the Minister of War, which made Chen Xinjia even more disgusted.

The operation was not good, and he was disrespectful to Shangguan. Zhang Ruoqi completely lost favor. On the third day of resting at home, he received a message from a minor official from the Ministry of War that the affairs of Director Lin, who managed the archives, were busy. Shangshu Chen Xinjia was preparing to transfer you to help.

Zhang Ruoqi had nothing to say about such obvious depreciation. He had always felt something was wrong when he came back from Shandong. After Songshan came back, he thought that the matter was already in the past and no one would pursue it anymore. But there were still people who remember it.

After leaving Shandong, the humiliation and treatment he received in the main hall of the Shandong General Army Yamen, and even those in Shandong are very strange from the Ming Dynasty. The memories are all blurred. Zhang Ruoqi just remembers the iron-faced man sitting behind Shandong General Army Li Meng.

The eyes exposed in the eyes of the rough-working iron mask, with endless hatred in their eyes, and the eyes were extremely cold. When Zhang Ruoqi just left Jinan City, he was a little puzzled, thinking that he was still smooth and gentle in his daily life, and he didn't remember anyone offended, so how could anyone have such hatred for him?

But during the period from Shandong to the capital, those hatred eyes became clearer and clearer in his memory, and gradually overlapped with countless figures.

The images of countless people Zhang Ruoqi were just a glance when he followed the army out of seclusion. He had no deep impression. But at this time, these soldiers and officers who might have been trapped in Songshan and perhaps died in the great retreat, the impressions that had glanced by him became extremely clear.

Zhang Ruoqi, who was responsible for so many Ming soldiers died in the Battle of Songshan, always felt a sense of fear in his heart. Will those unjust souls come to seek his life?
To be continued...