"It's snowing..."
The sea breeze is howling and snowflakes are flying all over the sky.
Lu Xiangsheng was wearing a cloth shirt and stood in the courtyard. The snowflakes that were about to melt at once brought a very refreshing feeling of coldness.
"It's almost a year."
Shi Bangyao murmured to himself, his original spirit was full of energy, but it had completely disappeared, and the only thing left was the sorrow that was difficult to dissipate.
"Today I came to my mansion to express my feelings?"
Lu Xiangsheng glanced at Shi Bangyao, but joked casually.
"What else can I do except sigh?"
Shi Bangyao breathed a long sigh, but his expression was even more depressed.
Lu Xiangsheng frowned, as if he was puzzled, but in the end, he still didn't ask. He had heard of this Nanming fight, and he was lucky to be out of trouble, even if he was a gangster, he would not have the truth that he would fall into it.
"Don't worry about anything. I'm just like you now, and I'm also a slut!"
Shi Bangyao waved his hand and smiled miserably.
"Good."
Lu Xiangsheng nodded, his eyes flowed, but he subconsciously looked towards the north. Even though he had been away from Daheng's military for a long time, even if he had no information access, the important towns of rivers and large armies gathered, there seemed to be a clear context in his mind.
He knew very well that his majesty's combat style never bothered to use any strange strategy. No matter whether it is disadvantage or advantage, it would always be a dignified and upright army that would not find any loopholes on the other side!
Based on his understanding of Daheng's military power, the existence of Nanming was at the beginning, in a serious situation, allowing serious internal hidden dangers to escape from Daheng and gather in Nanming.
But it was almost obvious that Nan Ming could still exist after that war.
Nanming has definitely become the chess piece in his Majesty's hand and the role of a dung tank. In the past or two years, as many as millions of officials and gentry fled from the north to the Nanming, which clearly explained everything.
These officials and gentry who fled quickly broke the balance of government in the Southern Ming Dynasty, and the contradiction between the north and the south would inevitably become more and more intense.
At this point, the role of Nanming as a manure tank should have no effect. The rest is to wait for Daheng to rest for a year or two, and then the army heads south and catch them all in one go, which is so simple.
As for whether Nanming can hold on, this...is obviously an impossible thing.
"So, from the beginning, you thought that Nanming couldn't hold on?"
Shi Bangyao turned around and stared at Lu Xiangsheng and asked.
Lu Xiangsheng did not answer, but instead asked, "How to hold on?"
Shi Bangyao was silent. He was not a person who did not understand military affairs. Since ancient times, the struggle between the north and the south has focused on natural dangers in rivers.
The arrogant Mongolian Empire destroyed the Southern Song Dynasty and suffered repeated setbacks, which was due to natural dangers in the rivers. Later, until Mongolia also cultivated the navy, it was not until the military advantage that it destroyed the Southern Song Dynasty step by step.
But Nanming...
"We wait, I'm afraid we're already the pawn of that Majesty!"
Shi Bangyao sighed to the sky, his expression even more depressed.
It is natural for him to know about the things in the north.
He used the major tax case to purify the administration, and then implemented the almost impossible reform, put the knife on the neck of the Kong Mansion, and then promoted the so-called new learning today...
Everything was so incredible, but everything was implemented under the thunderous will of the emperor.
Such courage and such execution are really shocking.
And the Nanming, whom he worked hard for...
Thinking of the chaos in the court and even the army, Shi Bangyao couldn't help but feel a little distressed.
Although the dispute between the north and the south also existed at the beginning, at that time, most of the two sides were loyal people.
As time goes by, more and more northern gentry landlords have fled in the past one or two years, and more and more scholars from the south have entered the officialdom. The fragile balance is undoubtedly an instant out of control.
The two factions of the north and the south have already completely broken up!
And Shi Bangyao was just a loser in this struggle. He was determined to kill the thief, but he was unable to turn the world back!
"Okay, don't think about it anymore. It's also a good thing to know all over the clouds and wild cranes."
Lu Xiangsheng patted Shi Bangyao on the shoulder and then left the court.
"Idle clouds and wild cranes..."
Shi Bangyao whispered slightly, but his eyes became dimmer.
If he is an idle cloud and a wild crane, why should he fall into this desperate mess?
The wind and snow were getting heavier and heavier. Under the whistling sea breeze, the city of Quanzhou was completely stained with a layer of silver.
In the center of Quanzhou City, the former Quanzhou Prefecture and the current Nanming Imperial Palace are naturally covered in silver at this moment.
Although the palace has been expanded several times, compared with the imperial palace in Nanbei City, it is undoubtedly extremely simple. Of course, in Quanzhou City and even the entire Nanming, this palace is still a symbol of imperial power.
Emperor Jingwu of the Ming Dynasty, the justice of the law could not be more authentic. However, when the emperor was young, it was difficult for him to convert the justice of the law into real power.
It was also the Qianqing Palace. The little emperor was wearing a robe and seemed to have just returned to the palace from the court. However, when he reached the steps in front of the Qianqing Palace, the little emperor suddenly stopped.
Wang Chengen was puzzled. Looking at the emperor who had grown into half a child in front of him, just as he was about to speak, the little emperor slowly turned around. His slightly tender face was already full of calmness. He was wearing a bright yellow robe of the emperor, and he felt a little more majestic.
It took a long time for the little emperor to make a sound slowly, his voice was a little tender, but he seemed more calm.
"Big partner, do you think, if Uncle Li is here, how would he deal with the party dispute in the court?"
Wang Chengen was stunned. How could he answer this...
All the officials in the court, regardless of internal and external troubles, were constantly fighting. What is the difference between this and when the former emperor came to power and Qin Gong was in power?
The late emperor dared to cleanse the court because Qin Gong held a large army.
Now the one who dares to wave a butcher knife to the whole world and kills blood. That's because the invincible glory has created the supreme power of heaven. Millions of troops follow the orders, so who can resist?
But now, this court...
Wang Chengen was silent.
"There's no time."
The little emperor shook his head and looked north. He seemed to be able to clearly see that the towering figure who once taught him by words and deeds and held the sky with one hand was combing the whole world drastically. The rolling heads fell to the ground and blood flowed into a river. That decaying world was becoming more and more stable.
Is it one year or two years?
The invincible military front will probably be under the will of the towering figure and will step into the south of the Yangtze River!
This time, where can he escape?
overseas?
Is there any chance this time?
The navy suffered a series of defeats, how can it escape? How can it escape?
Chapter completed!