Chapter 383 Although tens of millions of people go

Chapter 383 (Thanks: Monthly Pass for the Black Brothers)

Song Nan said, "The old man has raised his love, and I'm afraid I can't do it."

Zhang Mao said, "I know that this matter is indeed risky. The force of thieves and soldiers has become more and bigger, and they have to pay a considerable price to eliminate it, but the more dangerous it is, the more profitable it will be if you can make contributions."

Song Nan shook his head and said, "I'm still a novice to lead the army to fight. There are more generals than those who can fight. Why don't you think about others?"

Zhang Mao stared into Song Nan's eyes and said, "Because they have never been from Wanjun. I have rescued the emperor, and I don't want to give this opportunity to others.

Song Nan said, "Isn't the young man the right person?"

Zhang Mao looked at Zhang Lun and said, "Lun'er is naturally one of the candidates, but his commander is the Beijing camp. In this situation, not a single soldier of the Beijing battalion can be transferred out of the capital, so he must help me strengthen the defense of the capital and prevent the rebirth of the capital from happenings. He can't be separated."

Song Nan licked her lips and muttered, "Other generals may not be competent."

Zhang Mao snorted coldly, "Are you afraid? I'm afraid to say it. I will never force people. If you don't take over, I won't think you are a bastard. After all, no one is sure to eliminate the growing number of thief soldiers.

Song Nan shook his head and said, "I'm not afraid. I just don't dare to gamble on this one. If I can't fight the thief, I'm afraid of endangering the society. The responsibility is too great. I dare not take on this responsibility."

Zhang Mao said angrily, "Ass, it's a joke that people identified by our government will not dare to shoulder heavy burdens. It's okay. Although my old bones have not been on the battlefield for many years, this time I have to go out in person this time. Generation is not as good as a generation. When our generation of old bones are finished, I will rely on your soft people. Eggs to support, I'm afraid it won't be long, hum!"

Zhang Mao rushed to Foxiu angrily and left. When he was about to step out of the threshold of the flower hall, Song Nan's voice came from behind him and said, "Sir, the emperor may not agree to lead the expedition by me, and there will definitely be opposition. Even if I agree?"

Zhang Mao smiled and slowly turned around and said, "Do you remember what I told you? When the price is high enough, no one dares to do anything wrong, and no one dares to leave the society behind and only care about their own interests. At this time, whoever fools again is the emperor's enemy. Dongchang Mansion has been lost, and Gunzhou Mansion has been lost on the eve. This price is already unbearable for the imperial court. At this time, no one will take this matter, and few people dare to take on this heavy responsibility again. If he is a real hero, he will stand up.

Song Nan's heart was surging and nodded slowly. Zhang Mao was old and strong. This was indeed reasonable.

"Of course, the road in front of you is by no means smooth. Although you have shown wisdom and superman in the past, you have done a lot of things every unexpected move; but once you take over the heavy task of suppressing thieves, everything before will be zero. If you succeed, you will become a pillar of the court. If you fail, you will lose everything, including your struggle. Even I can't save you from everything you have come. You have to think about it clearly.

Song Nan was stunned. I'm afraid this is also the reason why most people dare not accept this position. The responsibility is too great. Even Zhang Mao dares not let Zhang Lun hold this position, because even the government can't bear such a failure. For Zhang Mao, it is the best choice to not only show the mainstay of the British government for the court at this time, but also to minimize the risk.

It's not that Zhang Mao doesn't care about his life and death. Of course, Zhang Mao hopes that he can succeed, but he is a failure. For the government, the loss is enough to bear, and this is the truth of the matter.

Song Nan's mind turned around. Of course, he can choose to refuse. The emperor will always appoint someone to replace the Xu family's father and son on an expedition. He may not be considered at all. He can live a safe life in Beijing without any success. But at the same time, it is also the biggest opportunity to become an important minister of the Ming Dynasty, an opportunity to turn the tide of the Ming Dynasty.

Moreover, I will take this opportunity to go further and officially become a member of the relatives of the Beijing camp. Although I was awarded the title of count, I have not been awarded any military position, which is still fundamentally different from the old relatives. Maybe in the eyes of others, I am just an upstart. In the eyes of the emperor, I am also Not enough to hand over the army to yourself, this time is the biggest opportunity to cross this obstacle.

Of course, the huge cost also makes Song Nan beat the drum in his heart. The more he has, the more he is afraid to take risks, which is a common problem of people. However, the adventure and never satisfied stubbornness brought by Song Nan's future generations finally prevailed, and he still owes the promise of a person in the deep palace. That promise must be strong enough to be strong. Until no one dares to fight against himself can it be fulfilled, all of which requires Song Nan to accept this challenge.

Song Nan's eyebrows gradually stretched, her face gradually softened, and the corners of her mouth also had a slight smile. Finally, she looked up and said to Zhang Mao, "Sir, I agree, as long as you can move the emperor."

Zhang Mao laughed and said, "I know it's this result. You won't give up this opportunity. You are a gambler and can't stay away from the gambling table**."

Song Nan smiled and said, "Yes, I'm a gambler. I'm willing to block this game with my life. If I lose..."

Zhang Mao interrupted Song Nan's words and said, "If you lose, everyone in the Song family will be protected by our government for the rest of your life. Whoever can't get along with them will be against my British government."

Song Nan arched her hand, grabbed the wine pot and poured it several times, gasping and coughing and laughing.

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The night wind was cold, and there was a pattering autumn rain in the second watch. The autumn wind, which was already slightly murderous, also had the strength to sweep away the falling branches of the crumbling yellow leaves on the trees; the strong wind blew, the rain slanted the trees, and the yellow leaves floated down, like a rain of autumn leaves all over the city.

On the dark street, the courtiers who were awakened by the rain of the chamberlain and slept soundly sat in their own carriage one by one, urging the coachman to speed up, because the chamberlain said that the emperor had taken his seat in the Fengtian Hall, waiting for you to go to court.

No one asked why. There was too much bad news one after another during this period. It doesn't go without saying that there is bad news, and the emperor came to the court in the middle of the night, which must be a bigger bad news.

When Song Nan came back from the government, she did not go to bed. Instead, she sat neatly dressed in the study and read with a candle. She seemed to sit upright, but in fact, she didn't read a word. She was full of the job she was about to accept and all the bets she was about to bet on. Worries and excitement, hopes and fears are intertwined, making his mind full of paste.

The daughters of the Song family noticed Song Nan's strangeness, and they also came to visit several times. They knew that Song Nan must have encountered great problems and did not dare to disturb him too much, so they recommended Dai Suer, who would not cause Song Nan's displeasure, to inquire about the situation; Dai Suer did not want to ask, because Dai Suer knew that she couldn't ask what Song Nan didn't want to say, but everyone's entrustment really couldn't wipe her face, so she had to bring tea in.

Qianyu gently lit the candlelight. Song Nan held the scroll as if she didn't realize it. Dai Suer sighed gently and lowered her head and walked out. Song Nan's voice came from behind her, "Suer, I'm fine. Tell everyone to rest. I may go to the palace tonight, so I'm waiting here."

Dai Suer turned around, looked at Song Nan with hazy guessing, and whispered, "My husband, I know that you have encountered something difficult to choose, and I can't help you, but please take care of yourself and don't worry too much."

Song Nan put down the book and got up. She came to Dai Suer, picked up her white chin and smiled and said, "Don't worry about me. You are pregnant and should have a good rest."

Dai Suer shyly dodged Song Nan's fingers and said, "My concubine is fine. My family is taking good care of me."

Song Nan bent her lips to kiss Dai Suer's petal-like lips. After a long time, she separated. Dai Suer gasped and leaned against Song Nan's chest and closed her eyes. Song Nan whispered, "We haven't named the child in your belly yet. Do you want to give him a name?"

Dai Suer said, "It's not busy. It's still early."

Song Nan shook his head and said, "Let's take it."

Dai Suer said, "You are his father, and you are in charge."

Song Nan thought for a moment and said, "If it's a man, his big name will be Song Zhidao. If it's a daughter, it will be named by you as a mother."

Dai Suer whispered several times, "The way of Song, the way of Song." He asked, "husband, is there an allusion to this name?"

Song Nan whispered, "The way, the way is, although tens of millions of people will go."

Dai Suer's body trembled and whispered, "Husband, are you... going to war?"

Song Nan picked up her chin, shed tears in Dai Suer's eyes, and quickly lowered her head to kiss her tears and smiled, "You are really **. It's not good for women to be too smart."

Dai Suer whispered, "My concubine won't ask more questions. Don't blame me."

Song Nan was about to speak when she heard the noise outside, and someone rushed to the study.

Song Nan breathed a sigh of breath and whispered in Dai Suer's ear, "Take off your clothes and wait for me in **. When I come back from the palace, I will go to your room. You are not allowed to wear a wisp of clothes."

Dai Suer blushed and pushed Song Nan. Song Nan laughed. At the same time, Xiao Pinger's voice sounded outside the study: "Sir, someone from the palace, please come to the palace to see you."

Song Nan kissed Dai Suer gently on the face and said in a low voice, "Come on." He straightened his chest and straightened his clothes and strode out of the study.