After the banquet, He Yousheng left the governor's yamen in a depressed mood.

No one would feel comfortable if he was just pirated openly.

Gao Minzhan seemed to have some trouble and forced them to bleed on their own.

"Old He, wait for me!"

He Yousheng turned his head to see that it was Wang Henian, and raised his eyebrows and said, "Boy Wang, what should I call me?"

Wang Henian is the eldest son of the Wang family. His father Wang Youcai suffered from leg disease and was inconvenient to go out. Wang Henian has always been doing business in the shop.

Therefore, He Yousheng has no problem calling the Wang family boy.

"Old Mr. He, let me speak with you."

Wang Henian winked at He Yousheng and said respectfully.

"Um."

He Yousheng nodded with great benefit with his hands on his back.

But when the two came to the Wang family carriage, He Yousheng cleared his throat and said, "Boy Wang family, can you tell me now?"

Wang Henian sighed and said, "Old Mr. He, you should have seen it just now. Gao Fuzun treats us as fat on the chopping board."

He Yousheng frowned and said, "What's the solution? We are officials and people. Since ancient times, officials have suppressed the people. No matter how tough we are, our arms cannot resist our thighs. Wang family boy, I advise you to admit it."

Although He Yousheng was also very unhappy, he really couldn't think of any way to openly disobey the governor's orders.

"There is not only one official in this office..."

The words of King He Nian from the Clinker were amazing, which really surprised He Yousheng.

"Boy Wang, what are you talking nonsense?"

"Old Mr. He, my father often says that you have the most vision. Can't you see the current situation? The Ming army is about to siege the city, and Governor Gao's army is in chaos, so he forces us to donate silver to boost the army. But I think that even if we donate silver, Governor Gao can't defend Chongqing!"

Wang Henian had already thought of the words, so he would not stop easily. He swallowed and continued, "First, this time the Emperor of Ming Dynasty was in charge of the Ming army, and the morale of the Ming army was far from comparable to the last attack on Chongqing. Second, the famous general Li Dingguo was the commanding general, how could these shrimp soldiers and crab generals in Chongqing be able to stop Li Dingguo's soldiers and soldiers?"

"That's what it means, but..."

He Yousheng was an old fox, shook his head and said, "So what if the Ming army took Chongqing? How long do you think Chongqing can be in its hands?"

He paused and continued: "Comparing with the current strength of the Ming and Qing dynasties, even if you give the Ming army ten Li Dingguo, you may not be able to turn the market."

"Old Mr. He is so bad!"

Wang Henian said loudly: "In my opinion, the Qing army was just a blow. If it was so capable, why would the Battle of Kunming be defeated so badly? The most ridiculous thing is that the Qing court concealed this and strictly prohibited the people from mentioning it. Perhaps the Eight Banners Army before entering the pass was very strong, but after entering the pass, they had long been corrupted. Now the Qing court is relying on the Han people like the Green Camp to fight, but the same thing is true, why can only give one court life?"

I have to say that what Wang Henian said makes some sense.

But changing the ward is extremely risky, and how can we ensure that the Ming court recognizes this favor?

Seeing He Yousheng's face showing hesitation, Wang Henian rang the railway while it was hot: "Old He doesn't need to worry, we can make preparations. People have to bow their heads under the eaves. We will donate the money as long as possible, but we can contact the Ming army in secret. If the Qing army wins, we will naturally have a contribution. If the Ming army wins, our contribution will be even greater."

He Yousheng's eyes lit up when he heard this.

Betting on both sides is a good way.

In troubled times, you should think farther and see farther.

If you only place your hope on one side, you may end up in vain.

Although the Qing court now has a much larger territory than the Ming court.

But in thirty years, Hebei and Hebei in thirty years, it may be possible that this momentum may be easy to change?

"But how do we contact Mingjun?"

Finally, He Yousheng was moved. He decided to gamble. If he wins the old He family, he will have a bright future!

"Don't worry about this Mr. He, I'll make arrangements!"

Wang Henian promised with confidence.

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"Your Majesty, I'm in urgent need of a report!"

The eunuch Han Miao raised an urgent letter to Zhu Youlang with his hands above his head.

Zhu Youlang took the letter and opened it. He only looked more than a hundred words and showed a look of joy.

"Who is this Wang He Nian?"

Han Miao smiled bitterly and said, "Maybe the emperor can ask General Wen."

Zhu Youlang thought to himself that, so he announced Wen'an's visit.

Soon, Wen Anzhi came, and Zhu Youlang said in a harmonious voice: "Give a seat to General Wen."

Wen Anzhi is already old after all, so don’t get tired of the old man.

"I thank you for your Majesty."

Wen Anzhi bowed his hand and then sat on the brocade pier given by Zhu Youlang.

"Mr. Wen, I have received a letter, so you can take a look."

Han Miao then sent the letter to Wen Anzhi to show.

Wen Anzhi took the letter and read it, but after reading it, there was no expression of shock on his face.

"Your Majesty, this king's New Year is a hidden stake placed by the old minister in Chongqing."

Wen Anzhi explained: "The last time the old minister led his troops to attack Chongqing, he worked in the middle, but unfortunately the rebellion of Ertan failed. This time, he learned that His Majesty was in charge of the army, and he would definitely take action."

Zhu Youlang suddenly realized.

It seems that in this era, it is a common method to install fine works in the enemy camp. The Ming army had fine works in the Qing army, and maybe the Qing army also had fine works in the Ming army.

But Zhu Youlang couldn't understand it. Since Wang Henian was Wen Anzhi's man, how could this letter be delivered to him first?

"Mr. Wen, why did this letter be sent to me?"

"It's really not to be hiding. I am very happy to hear that Your Majesty wants to come to Fengjie in person. It must be too late to build a palace temporarily, so I gave up the Supervisor's Mansion. The sender probably only knew the Supervisor's Mansion and thought I was inside, so he sent the letter."

After Wen An's explanation, Zhu Youlang straightened everything straightened out.

"So that's it, Master Wen is really determined."

Zhu Youlang felt warm in his heart.

Wen Anzhi was worried about eastern Sichuan.

Not only should we be responsible for joining the various departments, uniting the old Sichuan Army, the Thirteen Kuidong Families, and some remaining Western Army units, we should also put in careful supervision of Chongqing every move.

It is hard to imagine that all this was done by an old man in his seventies. It is really difficult for him.

There must be a thought supporting Wen Anzhi, otherwise even the Iron Man would collapse.

This thought is the revival of the Ming Dynasty and the restoration of China, right?

"Your Majesty, these are what the old minister should do."

Wen Anzhi said excitedly: "The most urgent task now is to discuss the opportunity to attack the city with the King of Jin. Wang Henian cannot always understand the movements of the Donglu. If the opportunity is missed, it would be a pity."

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Chapter completed!