Legend of Concubine’s Daughter Minglan Chapter 108: A safe way to promote military attaché (2)

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Sheng Wei couldn't help but glanced at Minglan, then looked back at Changwu. Changwu knew what his father meant. If the father said something inconvenient, the son said, "Sister Ming, what do you think?"

Minglan has been standing next to Mrs. Sheng with her head down. Hearing these words, she replied modestly, "Uncle and brothers are in charge of such a big event. Grandmother, uncle and aunt are on the table, how about my little girl? I know."

Sheng Wei said gently: "Nephew, just talk about it; you sisters, you studied with Bogeer when you were young, and Mr. Zhuang's knowledge is so good, so talk about it."

Sheng Wei has been in business for more than 20 years, and he is quite proficient in the economics of the government and business. He can also talk about the factions in the officialdom and the line of the family. But he really can't touch the major events of the military. By the way, if it wasn't for Ming Lan's series of clear and sharp questions, he might not have understood the severity of the external situation.

This cannot be blamed on him. In this era, there is no compulsory history of junior high school and high school, and there are no overwhelming online history and military posts. In the ancient times, where information is blocked, how did he a businessman and a few women in the house know this.

Ming Lan saw that Mrs. Sheng slightly nodded towards herself, and walked out a few steps, thinking for a while, and then said: "Second Brother Wu Ming Lan knows what he means, and I am afraid that I will miss this opportunity to serve the country. Brother think about it, this way to the capital, you will inevitably go through Wan, Su, Henan, Lu and Jin, and these places are now in turmoil. Those gangsters and bandits will not be idle, maybe they will also take a look. There is a chance to make a fortune. The second brother now has no people around, so it’s great to bring some home from Ding Xiangyong, but this may not be enough."

After hearing this, Li nodded and said: "Sister Ming said it well! Brother Wu, mother is afraid of this!"

Changwu asked: "If I pretend to be a commoner, and follow the people on a light-riding path, I may not be in trouble?"

Ming Lan nodded and said: "This is also possible." Li's face changed suddenly, and Chang Wu was a little bit happy. Who knows Ming Lan's next sentence is: "But how does the second brother know that he will be successful?"

Changwu is puzzled.

The large brass heater in the middle of the Minglan Dynasty took a few steps closer to warm up the body, and smiled and said: "Before the northern border is in chaos, King Jing raised the flag in the back, and I don’t know that King Jing is waiting for the opportunity. , It's still adaptable, but now the rebels are going northward, relying on the word'quick'. As long as the five places of Wan, Su, Henan, Lu and Jin are not hindered, if they can take advantage of the emptiness of Gyeonggi, wait for the imperial city , Another day and another day, this matter will become more than half."

The emperor has long been displeased with this domineering fifth brother. He has cut off several privileges of King Jing. He can no longer open coal mines and can no longer make coins. He has to reduce his pension and reduce the army. King Jing has been reluctant for a long time. .

Be more gloomy, more conspiracy theories, and more unthinkable. Maybe the chaos in Northern Xinjiang is the emperor’s own fishing bait, but Minglan thinks she has read too many nonsensical military history novels, and there are few brain convulsions in this world. The emperor dared to use the army to rebel as a conspiracy.

Li's lips turned pale, and said in horror: "Then...can King Jing succeed?"

Ming Lan tilted her head and recalled: "When Mr. Zhuang told us about history, he once said that since ancient times, the king or the town rebelled under the guise of the side of the king; but now this king is better. , Pointed at the emperor in one fell swoop. But today’s sage is clearly the first emperor’s enrollment as the crown prince, and then he told Tiandi Taimiao to ascend the throne. Only this one makes King Jing’s name unfair."

Ordinary peasant uprisings will directly attack the emperor as bad guys. For example, Comrade Zhang Jiao’s famous slogan "The sky is dead, the yellow sky should stand." If the subject rebelled, even if it was as powerful as the Anlu that interrupted the foundation of the Tang Dynasty Shan, he didn't dare to say that it was all Li Longji's fault. He could only say that the old Yang family was good or bad, and the lychees were expensive, and they were still eating desperately. Toiling people, let's go and beat the traitorous officials together.

"In addition to those mentioned by Wu's second brother Shicai, it shows that King Jing is also weak." Minglan added, "Furthermore, the sage is very effective in rectifying Gyeonggi's armaments. The capital is thick and may not be able to attack. When the army of King Qin from the four places arrives, King Jing will not have much play to sing."

Changwu raised his eyebrows with joy, and said in a loud voice: "The girl is right, so I have to hurry back!"

Ming Lan splashed cold water lightly: "That may not be guaranteed. Back then, the army of the Nine Kings was several times more powerful than Emperor Taizong Wu. Who knew that Emperor Wu would be wiped out in just one year. ."

Pin Lan said anxiously: "What the **** do you mean? Turn around and talk nonsense!"

Sheng Wei glared at her daughter, and looked at Ming Lan in confusion, only to see that Ming Lan also smiled bitterly, with two small hands spread out, embarrassed: "I don't know! Who can explain this kind of thing? Ah." It's like shaking a dice, you don't know it before you open the cup.

Changwu stopped speaking with a black face, Minglan stood up in front of Sheng Wei, and thought: "My niece means that the capital is too variable, and it may not be possible to reach the capital, and the situation in the capital is not always certain; But the second brother Wu is not good at sitting, it is better to... go to Jinling, go to Jinling Duwei's mansion to play."

Changwu said strangely: "Sister made a mistake, King Jing's army has gone north, there is no war in the south."

Minglan shook his head: "There is no war, but there are refugees, bandits, and even thieves who fish in troubled waters."

Chang Wu took a breath and started to ponder. Ming Lan said every word: "Mr. Zhuang said that wherever there is military chaos, there are refugees. Jinling is prosperous and rich, and it is close to Anhui. This time, Brother Wu Go and find out. Didn't it also say that there is a lack of armaments and there are vacancies for the soldiers? No matter what, there is always nothing wrong with protecting the family and protecting the city and setting up the people."

Li was finally happy, with a blush on his face: "Yes, yes, Jinling is only an hour away from here, and the whole family can take care of it!" Youyang is safe and safe in the south of Jinling. some.

Sheng Wei also thought it was feasible, turned his head and said to Changwu: "You know a lot of people in the Jinling Duwei's Mansion. You take Zhongweiwei's waist card and paperwork to give Liu's experience for your father. Write a letter." With Sheng Hong's full-time uncle Yushi, presumably the commander of Jinling Capital would not be greedy for Changwu's merits.

As soon as these words came out, the Sheng family breathed a sigh of relief, and each turned to persuade Changwu to go to Jinling. Changwu was said to be dizzy and hesitated to Minglan: "Are there really refugees?" When he went a few days ago, Jinling still looked very harmonious.

Ming Lan broke her hands and counted for a few days: "Well... wait and see."

Changwu glared at the little cousin, Ming Lan looked back innocently-the dog-headed sergeant is indeed a good career, he is only responsible for making ideas, and it is someone else’s business whether to adopt it or not. , That's because the boss has no judgment, why just listen to the letter; what do you listen to what the military teacher says, can you not jump if he tells you to jump?

After everyone dispersed, Mrs. Sheng grabbed Minglan to her and whispered softly: "What you said just now, did you think of it yourself?"

Ming Lan nodded, thinking about what I said just now, it shouldn't exceed the sociality of the times, that thing Sheng Hong and Chang Bai, or any discerning civil official, can say it.

The old lady Sheng has a complicated expression. She glanced back and forth on Minglan twice, and then asked softly: "There will really be refugees in Jinling? How sure are you."

Minglan leaned over and bit her ear: "I'm not sure."

The old lady was shocked.

Minglan lay on the shoulders of the old lady, attached to her ears and slowly said: "Actually, I agree with the eldest mother, life is more important than promotion, but Brother Wu will definitely not give up, and simply find something for him to do. "

The old lady was dumbfounded, and said in surprise: "Then you are all nonsense?"

"Where is it?" Minglan lowered her voice forcefully, "Most of the front is true; just the last few sentences are mixed with water; after all, Jinling is the accompanying capital, the city is high and the refugees are so easy to enter."

The old lady squashed her mouth and hummed: "The little girl is very clever." Then she sighed to the sky and said worriedly: "I don't know what happened to your father and Boge? Be safe. ."

Ming Lan thought for a while, and said with a serious face: "The granddaughter just thought of one thing, in fact, the rebels are now closer to us than to his father and them. If King Jing encounters obstacles on his way to the north, the skirmishers Yuyong will go straight back and attack slightly weaker. These Jinlings may either robbed some to replenish the army's salary, or conquered the city as a lair, so now... let's worry about ourselves first, and wait for King Jing to win a few battles before worrying about his father and them."

Minglan paused, and kindly added another sentence: "This sentence is not mixed with water."

The old lady just sighed and was choked back again. She stared at Minglan for a long time, her chest was fluctuating, and she suddenly felt that she must live a long life.