The night sky is like a washing, and the stars are like a forest.

In the deep city, the breeze is burning brightly, and the sea breeze is rippling, and sometimes the "crackling" sounds, and there is no end at a glance.

On the city not far away, there were often fully armed figures patrolling by, meticulously, as if they were hiding in the dark, ferocious but extremely orderly beasts.

Fan Wencheng narrowed his eyes, looked at the dozen tall and mighty personal soldiers leading the way around him, and looked at the sky that seemed to be imprisoned, and his legs couldn't help feeling weak for a moment.

As the first slave to surrender to the Qing Dynasty, and with the hearts of two "emperors", Fan Wencheng's eyesight is still very reliable.

After truly entering this huge sea city, he already understood that this sea city not only looked like a flood beast from the outside, but only when it came inside, it was clearer that this flood beast was really a bit invincible...

"This Xu Changqing is a cruel person..."

Fan Wencheng thought while sneaking around and couldn't help but sigh.

Who would have thought that among the giant beast that is about to settle down in the Ming Dynasty, Xu Changqing, a kind of indescribable alien, could have emerged...

It’s no wonder that the Regent was so cautious. If he really wanted to take Haicheng from a military level, not to mention whether he could take it down, even if he could take it down, the consequences would never be something that the Qing Dynasty could bear at this time...

"Mr. Fan, please wait a moment, I will go and go to you."

Just as Hu was thinking in a mess, the personal commander in front suddenly turned around and smiled at Fan Wencheng.

"Forehead……"

Fan Wencheng immediately staggered and almost hit the personal commander. Fortunately, the latter reacted very quickly and hurriedly supported him and said with a smile: "Mr. Fan, be careful."

It was not until the personal commander left for more than a minute that Fan Wencheng suddenly came to his senses and his whole body was filled with dense sweat.

I was still thinking about showing off the prestige of the Qing Dynasty. But how could I have thought that I hadn't seen the real master yet, I actually...

Fortunately, he was already used to serving big shots, so Fan Wencheng quickly adjusted his breathing rhythm. Soon, he gradually calmed down and began to carefully examine the surrounding environment.

This should be a military camp in the city.

However... it is not appropriate to say that the city is in a while, because many places are a bit too wide, with not many houses, and the buildings are very large and far apart.

This made Fan Wencheng feel very strange.

How can a city look like this? Isn’t this a waste of land?

It should be noted that the city at this time is different from that in later generations, because we need to consider the city defense, the land in the city is more precious than in later generations. Xu Changqing's actions are definitely a bit of a waste of his life.

Thinking of this, Fan Wencheng couldn't help but laugh and shook his head.

Even though Xu Changqing had some methods, he was still too young and didn't know how to truly manage a city, let alone a country.

However, Fan Wencheng was soon attracted by the military camp in front of him.

Fan Wencheng has seen many military camps, but he has never seen such a military camp in front of him.

Because this barracks are very... strange, regardless of design or defense...

He had followed Huang Taiji to fight several times, and there was no need to mention Dorgon. Fan Wencheng had seen a big scene and naturally had his experience in how to arrange the camps.

But at this time, even though it was night at this time, Fan Wencheng had found many unreasonable points when he saw the complete outline, just looking at the scale and arrangement of the bonfires.

This is not like a military camp at all, but more like a... palace...

A magnificent palace in the dark, set against the backdrop of countless lights.

On the contrary, there were not many military camp buildings around, but a large tent that stretched out.

Isn't this a nonsense?

It's so cold that there's no fixed military camp in the city, but instead it's a big tent. This is because these big-headed soldiers are

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Not cold enough.

Fan Wencheng couldn't help but shake his head and laugh again.

He has found a way to defeat Xu Changqing.

After all, you are young people, you will be arrogant if you succeed!

If nothing unexpected happens, Xu Changqing has been struggling for a few days, and he will definitely not be able to survive this level!

Not to mention the Regent, he can't get through Hong Chengchou alone!

"The Grand Marshal has an order. Please ask the envoy of the Qing Dynasty, Lord Fan, to join the camp!"

"The general has an order, please invite the envoy of the Qing Dynasty, Lord Fan, to join the camp..."

Fan Wencheng had just regained his confidence, and the voices of his personal soldiers also came here.

A few personal soldiers around him led Fan Wencheng into it with a smile.

However, when the first step and the next step, Fan Wencheng suddenly came to his senses. This was not a palace, but a huge military facility that was a bit indescribable. It was like a mountain, abrupt, but a little indescribable and coordinated standing in this huge space.

Halfway through, Fan Wencheng suddenly realized that it was not difficult to build a city wall with this military facility as the core...

When we arrived at the top, Fan Wencheng could no longer stop being cold. From this angle, he could actually see many bonfires in the Qing Dynasty camp.

Looking north from here, even with several city walls, you can still see that there is an area in the distance, with thousands of lights like forests and seas, like a galaxy hanging upside down in the world, almost unimaginable.

Even Shengjing City is not comparable to one, it is simply not comparable...

Fan Wencheng couldn't help swallowing with difficulty: "Is that what is Haicheng's heart?"

"Cruff..."

At this time, a powerful door not far away was pushed open, and a warm heat wave inside rushed out. Fan Wencheng suddenly felt much warmer. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a dark and strong general inside, and at a glance, he smiled and said, "Mr. Fan, please come in!"

"Uh, thank you, thank you, this man..."

Fan Wencheng subconsciously bowed his hand and was led into this indescribable building like a puppet.

However, after entering, the building opened Fan Wencheng's eyes even more. The floor below was almost empty like a cabin, with no furnishings. At the end not far away, there was a staircase, and it was obvious that the owner was still on it.

Following the dark officer carefully to the stairs, Ergou smiled and said, "Mr. Fan, go up, my general is already waiting for you."

Fan Wencheng came to his senses and hurriedly bowed to Ergou and carefully climbed the stairs.

But the stairs were not at a corner, but several, stretching upwards until Fan Wencheng was almost dizzy and his legs were so tired that he saw the lights.

Inside, the sound of a man talking to a woman came.

Fan Wencheng only heard a few words, and his hair stood up a little!

The woman talking inside was actually Bumubutai, the empress dowager of the Qing Dynasty!

Could it be that Xu Changqing has...

For a moment, Fan Wencheng didn't know where the courage came from, so he quickly climbed to the light, gathered all his energy, and shouted: "The Qing Dynasty Minister of Political Affairs, Deputy Head of Hongwenguan, and First-class Minister Fan Wencheng, has met the Ming Dynasty's uncle Zhongyi..."

As tall as a lighthouse, it was decorated in a room like a high-end apartment in later generations. Xu Changqing couldn't help but smile: "This Lord Fan is still very loyal, I'm afraid you will suffer."

Next to him, Bumubutai's pretty face couldn't help but flushed slightly. He couldn't help but give Xu Changqing a coquettish look: "He has come, I still have to act here."

Xu Changqing smiled and savored the tea in a simplicity: "You are just green tea. Just listen if you want to. Can I stop you? Go to the screen and rest for a while. I'll meet our Lord Fan."

Bumubutai's pretty face turned redder, but he did not refute. He took her teacup and went behind the screen.

By this time, she had already understood very well that talking to a person like Xu Changqing would have been too many routines that would have fallen into the inferiority.

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This man is so smart.

Rather than acting, it’s better to be more self-centered.

Soon, the maid led Fan Wencheng into the room.

When Fan Wencheng saw the appearance of the room, he was stunned again.

I've never seen such a thing before.

Fortunately, Xu Changqing was so dazzling. Even though he was not wearing an official robe, he was just wearing a casual black robe. The aura that was high and under control was still unconcealed.

Fan Wencheng looked at Xu Changqing carefully and felt a clever heart in his heart.

really!

Sure enough!

Xu Changqing's appearance was almost the same as what he thought, and even more casual.

He was busy and respectfully bowed.

But he just bowed but did not kneel down.

Xu Changqing did not make things difficult for Fan Wencheng in this regard, but looked at him with interest.

Fan Wencheng is about in his early forties. He is very white and handsome, with neatly trimmed beards, and a little aura between his eyebrows, but it is not exposed. At first glance, he is always pampered, but he is not a decisive person.

It seems to have the commonalities of many successful middle-aged men.

"Haha, Lord Fan, I have long admired my reputation. It's such a great honor to meet you today. Come on, I'll serve tea for Lord Fan and have good tea!"

Xu Changqing nodded to Fan Wencheng with a smile and signaled Fan Wencheng to take his seat.

Next to it, there were two pretty maids who were already busy washing and making tea for Fan Wencheng.
To be continued...