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In Song's military strategy, Zhao Gang and Wen Mian were very particular, "The pillars of the country should not be easily released, just jump out and send troops to pacify them!"

After receiving the imperial edict from Zhao Gang, Song Bingce sat in a short while. For several days, Song Bingce was restless, unwilling to eat, frown, and full of sorrow. Since last year's memorial, the feeling of being mixed with joy and undecided, was completely replaced by despair and anger.

Song Bingce sat in the side hall of the back garden and closed his eyes to rest. His servant brought a cup of tea. He picked it up and gently lifted the mud cover, watching the floating heat. Since the emperor ascended the throne, his care for himself has come to his heart one by one. His troubled heart was like being rolled by countless thorny pine balls.

He held the cup in a daze for a while, then softly blew away the tea stem floating on the water and took a sip. His brows suddenly frowned, and he felt that the tea seemed to be as bitter as the past business.

Song Bingce had been stationed in the north for a long time. He had no interest in precious camellia teas such as rock-flavored oolong, daffodils, stream-flavored wool, mountain green peaks, etc. These bitter and thick juices really made it difficult for him to swallow, and the fragrance of the north made people refreshing. He thought it was a servant who made a mistake and was about to get angry. Suddenly, a rich fragrance penetrated into his nose, and he realized that it was because his mouth was bitter and his tongue was dry.

Your Majesty’s chess move is so wonderful!

Although Qin Baochuan's troops were only 300,000, and not much in terms of number, they were all veterans who had been fighting for the rest of their lives. They were good steel for the blade when fighting. It can be said that if the Northern Field Army had fewer Qin Baochuan's troops, their level would drop by at least 25%. Now His Majesty would have to cut off Qin Baochuan's 300,000 steel troops at once. His Majesty's appetite is really good, and he dared to have his own confidant.

How could Song Bingcee let his abacus turn smoothly? Isn't it sent? This is Your Majesty's imperial edict. The crime of resisting the edict is no longer light, not to mention that when this is a very strange situation and the people are in a state of chaos, and the opposition will not send troops. Where did your Song Bingcee say before, "Isn't it all lies?"

If the emperor doesn't listen, what is your millions of northern field army? The country spends tens of millions, what is the use of raising such a tiger army? If Your Majesty asked this question, it would definitely arouse the world's common blame. Without waiting for beheading and extermination of the clan, he will be ruined and die. Song Bingcey is really advancing and retreating, and he is in a dilemma!

But Qin Baochuan, a reckless man, didn't know the mystery inside, thought that leading his troops south to quell the rebellion was a great opportunity to please the emperor, make meritorious and rewarded, and repeatedly urged him: "Marson Marshal. All the soldiers of the Steel Army are ready, just waiting for His Majesty the Emperor to mobilize troops. Many brothers are so anxious. Marshal, the reinforcements are like putting out fires. What else should I think? Give an order quickly!"

Facing this simple-minded General Qin Baochuan, Song Bingce was amused and crying. He wanted to say that the Northern Field Army could not leave him, but he was afraid that he would be dizzy because of this. He was proud of his contribution. The Steel Army had already relied on the capital of the land to win battles and was arrogant. He did not take other troops into consideration. He was just a team that was pointed at both ends. If he didn't even lift his tail to the sky, he might not even listen to his commander's words.

I want to tell him that His Majesty wants to use this to hollow out the strength of the Northern Field Army and strengthen his own private power, but he is afraid that this straight man who cannot hide his words in his heart will expose this and tear his face apart with His Majesty. If the worse result is that Qin Baochuan chooses His Majesty, this possibility is almost fatal to Song Bingce. Once Qin Baochuan rebels, several generals under Song Bingce will rebel. Helplessly, he has to use a few words to perfunctory Qin Baochuan, and he is as anxious as if he is burning fire and frying all day long.

On this day, his wife, Song Liu, reminded: "Husband, there must be my teacher when three people go together. Why not recruit wise men and find a solution?"

Song Bingce thought it made sense and immediately sent someone to his uncle's office to ask for his uncle's opinions. A few days later, the reply came. "You can't go, you must go, your nephew will decide quickly."

Song Bingce decided to solicit opinions from his staff and ordered each of them to write a note on the matter. The note was sent, and most of the people and local people suggested sending troops immediately according to the order; there were also several statements saying that they should be suppressed according to the rules, but they should also take into account national defense and choose how to make a dictatorship. After reading dozens of opinions, Song Bingce was deeply disappointed.

Just when Song Bingce was worried, a man knocked on the door of the study. When Song Bingce saw that it was his chief aide Duan Rui, "Marson, I didn't write a note." Duan Rui came in and saw a large stack of paper scattered on the table. He knew that Song Bingce was still worried about this matter. Song Bingce then remembered that everyone had a note, but Duan Rui didn't.

"Why didn't you write?"

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It was written on paper, and I wanted to interview the marshal." Duan Rui replied, with the light of his eyes, Duan Rui, whose original name was Qirui, his courtesy name was Zhiquan, and his late name was Zhengdao Old Man, born on March 6, 1865 (the ninth day of the second month of the fourth year of Tongzhi). Duan Rui's father Duan Congwen was an honest farmer who had been farming all his life. In 1872, Duan Rui was taken to Suqian, Jiangsu by his grandfather Duan Pei (Duan Peishi was stationed here by the third battalion of the horse team directly under the "Mingjun". The young Duan Rui gradually got used to and fell in love with life in the military camp. In 1881, Duan Rui went to Shandong alone after his grandfather died of illness, and Duan Congde, the uncle who was in charge of the Weihai garrison, was arranged to be a secretary in the camp. Duan Rui, in 1885, was admitted to Tianjin Wubei Academy and was appointed as a preparatory student for the first class.

At the Tianjin Wubei Academy, Duan Rui studied new courses such as military strategy, geographical advantage, military weapons, forts, algorithms, surveying and mapping. In 1887, he graduated from Tianjin Wubei Academy with the best grade. In the spring of 1889, Duan Rui and others went to Germany for five and entered the Berlin Military Academy with official fees. After spending one and a half years to systematically study the theory courses, Duan Rui was sent to the Krupp Illegal Factory to study for half a year (the other 4 returned to China in advance). The Rupp Illegal Factory was the world's first-class arsenal at that time. He was influenced by it here, and had the opportunity to practice, and benefited a lot. At the end of 1890, Duan Ruixue returned to China and served as the Beiyang Ordnance Bureau. The following year, he was transferred to Weihai and served as a teacher at the Suiying Academy.

Then he came to Yuan Shikai's subordinates. Seeing the bright future, the Sino-Japanese War of 1895 was over, Yuan Shikai died, and then the Qing Dynasty collapsed. Next, Zhao Gang came to power. He, a foreign general, could not get on the express train of promotion and was completely idle. At that time, he was a direct lineman, and his old enemy subordinates like him could not be reused. It was not until now that he became an aide, not a marshal. Duan Rui was uneasy!

"Okay, sit down and talk slowly." Song Bingce has always liked to talk to people. In conversations with friends and staff, he can get many inspirations and knowledge from the other party's words. Although chatting delays time, in general, the gains are greater than the loss.

"Marson, I have been thinking about this for a long time." Duan Rui sat down opposite Song Bingce. "I thought that sending troops to quell the chaos was empty talk and would be of no benefit to the emperor." Duan Rui was successful and showed his sharpness. He had never been taboo to speak and do things.

This is very different from the Song Bing Ceremony.

"Zhiquan, where do you start?" Song Bingce seemed a little unhappy in his tone.

"Marson, the foreigners have arrived in the capital. If he intends to harm the emperor, he can chase Rehe with the power of foreign guns and cannons. Whether it can be blocked or not, it will be only known within three or five days. How can he be transferred to the guards from thousands of miles away? This is not that the emperor was shocked by the sudden change, or that someone wanted to take away hundreds of thousands of elite troops from the Northern Field Army." Duan Rui's words were sharp and pointed, and Song Bingce felt very happy after hearing this.

"Do you think the chaos will be uneasy? Will Your Majesty leave it alone?"

"I think that Ganzhou and Shaanxi are the hearts of China. Your Majesty will never let it go. The matter of sending troops will only be done every day. In my opinion, the emperor will send troops in the end, no matter how the Northern Field Army moves. The Shaanxi-Gansu Rebellion will be pacified in just half a month, so in fact, our army can remain unmoved."

"Zhiquan, what you said makes sense, but going south is related to the righteousness of the monarch and ministers and the responsibilities of generals. If the king and father have their destiny, how can the ministers ignore it? When the Shaanxi-Gansu Rebellion spreads, the soldiers of our northern field army cannot escape the relationship!" Song Bingce clearly hoped that Duan Rui would propose a solution that would have the best of both worlds, but he spoke in a tone of lessons.

Duan Rui was familiar with Song Bingce's character and hurriedly replied: "What the Marshal taught is that obeying the orders of the king and father is the unshirkable duty of the minister. Qin Baochuan is a general of the war, not a one-sided talent. The situation in the Shaanxi-Gansu Rebellion is complicated. Once a problem occurs, it is a big problem. Qin Baochuan is really difficult to be competent. The Marshal should personally lead the Northern Field Army to go there. In my opinion, the Marshal can make another memorial based on this, asking the Emperor to command the troops north to pacify Shaanxi-Gansu. When the imperial edict is issued, he will send troops immediately." Speaking of this, Duan Rui lowered his voice, "Even if it is 800 miles in a hurry, the memorial will take as long as half a month. If there is another round trip, I am afraid that it will take not a month. How can Your Majesty wait until that time? If Your Majesty sends troops to quell the chaos, it will be time to pass and change, it will no longer be a problem."
Chapter completed!