After calculating in his mind, Liu Wenyao ordered: "The Jinyiwei East Factory will escort the prince's carriage to Zhigu with me. The Tianjin garrison suffered heavy casualties and returned to the garrison for repairs."
"Who is the highest-ranking official among you?"
A man covered in blood stood up, looked around, and said, "I will serve as the commander."
Liu Wenyao nodded and said, "I will leave you two carts of silver. Although it is not much, it can fulfill my promise. You will set off immediately to return to the base to recuperate. When you return, hand the list of people to Luo Yangxing (former commander of the Jinyiwei and current governor of Tianjin). When you arrive in Nanjing, I will ask for your majesty's order and reward you according to your merits. I will also engrave the names of the soldiers who died in the battle in the Martyrs' Shrine."
The blood-stained chief's eyes instantly moistened, and he knelt on one knee: "I obey your command."
"Let's go!"
Liu Wenyao gathered his troops with more than a thousand Jinyiwei and set out again.
The team migrating south suffered heavy losses due to the pursuit of bandits.
Court officials and nobles were all injured or killed, and the sound of crying could be heard everywhere on the road.
Several nobles saw Liu Wenyao and started to curse: "Liu Wenyao, you will not die well! When the bandits were chasing us, you did not stop us from behind, but left us behind to attract the bandits. We will not let you go when we get to Nanjing!"
Liu Wenyao said apologetically: "Don't be angry, Lord Xuancheng. Fortunately, your gold and silver blocked the way. Otherwise, the bandits wouldn't have messed up their formation and we wouldn't have won. I'll reward you for your contributions when we get there!"
"Bullshit! Bullshit!" Xuancheng Bo Wei Shichun was furious. "You ran away with the Jinyiwei and the factory guards before the bandits came after you. How could you have won by luck? It's obvious that they had killed enough!"
"And what about the prince? You were ordered to protect the prince's safety, but I saw you abandon the prince's crane and run away with my own eyes."
Speaking of the prince, the group finally found a reason to attack Liu Wenyao.
The purpose of this trip was to escort the prince. If anything happened to the prince, they would have every reason to dismiss Liu Wenyao and investigate him.
Immediately.
Liu Wenyao smiled faintly: "The prince is already on the Zhigu ship. Once we arrive, we can sail into the sea and head straight for Tiemenguan."
Wei Shichun was stunned for a moment, "Why is the prince so quick?"
Liu Wenyao replied expressionlessly: "I had long anticipated that the bandits would do this, so I had the soldiers of the Yongwei Battalion disguise themselves and escort the prince out of the capital. They rode at full speed all the way and have already arrived in Zhigu for a long time."
Wei Shichun was stunned for a long time before he came to his senses. After thinking through the whole process, he muttered to himself: "So you actually let us be scapegoats for the prince!"
"Hateful, hateful, abominable!"
"Liu Wenyao, you wait..."
Liu Wenyao looked at these people expressionlessly, feeling helpless.
Can he command the people of the Yongwei Battalion?
The person who came up with this plan was not him at all, but the current Emperor of the Ming Dynasty!
In name, he arranged for court officials and nobles to go to Nanjing with the prince, but in fact, he used these people as bait to protect the prince!
It would have been fine if nothing went wrong, but what went wrong was Liu Wenyao’s idea!
How could the emperor let his ministers be scapegoats? He was a good emperor who loved his ministers like his own sons!
(Ming Ji Bei Lue: Gao Wencai, a captain of the Jinyiwei. He guarded Xuanwu Gate. When the city fell, his father and his family of 17 people all committed suicide, and their bodies were scattered on the road.
During the Yunjing Palace Incident, many civil officials hanged themselves, but few committed suicide. I see that Gao Gong had four difficulties. Suicide is the first difficulty. Military officials commit suicide, the second difficulty. Minor officials commit suicide, the third difficulty. A family commits suicide, the fourth difficulty. Alas! Only a strong man can do this?
(I believe that military officers are proud to die on the battlefield, so I arranged a glorious ending for this historical figure.)
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