The Prince and Ai - 10. Chapter 10

Ai
Hejian Prefecture
Eleventh Month of the Seventh Year of Chongzhen (January 4, 1635)

The road narrows beyond the eastern gate, where the passage of thousands of feet and wagon wheels has pressed the frozen mud into uneven ridges. Prefect Hu Zhihong keeps his voice low as he describes conditions within Hejian Prefecture, including grain wagons that have remained stationary for eleven days, military caravans unable to advance, and refugees who have exhausted the prefectural administration’s capacity to provide shelter.

I record Prefect Hu Zhihong’s account while continuing to observe the six rebel scouts outside the walls. The oldest scout remains beside the western drainage ditch, but the man who had stood near the eastern gate has changed position and now follows the procession from a distance.

Prefect Hu Zhihong’s information confirms the operational failure created by the Qin-Wang Decree. Grain has reached Hejian Prefecture, but the local government lacks the transport capacity, road access, and political authority required to distribute it efficiently.

“The grain intended for the northern frontier remains in the prefectural warehouses,” Prefect Hu Zhihong says. “This humble servant has submitted seven memorials to the Ministry of War requesting additional transportation and clearer deployment orders, but no response has arrived.”

Resignation is clear in Prefect Hu Zhihong’s voice. Prefect Hu Zhihong understands that the system has failed beyond the prefectural level and that individual effort cannot overcome orders protected by officials in Beijing.

Zhu Cilang walks beside Prefect Hu Zhihong with Hou Zhi at his left. The seven Qi cousins form a loose perimeter behind them, while the Eastern Palace guards lead the wagons and the Wooden Ox and Flowing Horse chariots through the cleared passage with their cargo secured beneath oiled cloth.

The government guesthouse stands near the northern wall beyond the grain warehouses. Its roof rises above the surrounding buildings, and two stone lions guard the entrance, although frost covers their carved features.

Prefect Hu Zhihong begins describing the guesthouse’s accommodations when hoofbeats break through the noise of the crowded street. I direct Zhu Cilang’s attention toward the eastern approach, where five horsemen force their way between refugees and stalled grain wagons.

The lead rider wears armor marked by active service but maintained with professional care. His posture shows military discipline, while his expression reveals the frustration of a man who has exhausted every official channel available to him.

The rider dismounts before his horse comes to a complete stop and strides toward Prefect Hu Zhihong. A local soldier lowers a halberd to intercept him, but the rider pushes past without slowing.

“Cousin Hu Zhihong!” the rider calls, and the familial address stops the soldiers from restraining him. “The Tianxiong Army has waited forty-three days for grain and saltpeter. Ten thousand soldiers cannot eat memorials or fight with empty powder horns.”

Prefect Hu Zhihong’s face tightens as exhaustion gives way to distress. Prefect Hu Zhihong raises one hand to halt the local soldiers before turning toward the rider.

“Cousin Hu Dawei, this is not the proper moment,” Prefect Hu Zhihong says. The familial acknowledgment confirms the relationship between the prefect and the officer, but Hu Dawei refuses to moderate his approach.

“The proper moment passed five weeks ago,” Hu Dawei interrupts. “General Lu Xiangsheng ordered me to secure the supplies personally. I have watched grain wagons enter Hejian Prefecture while the Tianxiong Army’s requisition orders are stamped, filed, and ignored.”

I retrieve every relevant record concerning General Lu Xiangsheng. The name demands immediate attention because General Lu Xiangsheng is among the most capable commanders currently serving the Ming dynasty.

General Lu Xiangsheng commands approximately ten thousand disciplined soldiers organized as the Tianxiong Army. The force has preserved its training, cohesion, and chain of command despite the corruption weakening other Ming units, and General Lu Xiangsheng’s campaigns against rebel forces in Shaanxi and Shanxi have established a strong military record.

The Tianxiong Army is one of the few forces capable of changing the outcome of the approaching crisis. If General Lu Xiangsheng marches toward Fengyang City and coordinates with the local garrison, the rebel column approaching the city could be trapped between two Ming forces and destroyed.

I deliver the assessment to Zhu Cilang immediately. “General Lu Xiangsheng commands ten thousand disciplined soldiers,” I explain. “If General Lu Xiangsheng marches toward Fengyang City and coordinates with its garrison, the approaching rebel army could be defeated before it attacks the city.”

I add the most important detail. “Li Zicheng is serving somewhere within that rebel force as a subordinate commander. Li Zicheng remains obscure and vulnerable, and another opportunity to remove Li Zicheng before he becomes the rebellion’s principal leader may never appear.”

The recommendation carries moral consequences, but I cannot ignore the devastation that followed Li Zicheng’s rise in the original timeline. Zhu Cilang receives the information without displaying any reaction and continues watching Hu Dawei, who has not yet noticed the crown prince beside Prefect Hu Zhihong.

“The obstruction does not originate in the prefectural office,” Prefect Hu Zhihong says, lowering his voice beneath the surrounding noise. “The grain assigned to the Tianxiong Army reached Hejian Prefecture twelve days ago, but officials diverted it to a private warehouse controlled by Gao Mok.”

I identify the name immediately. Gao Mok is the adopted son of Imperial Eunuch Gao Qiqian and controls part of the regional supply system through Gao Qiqian’s relationships with palace eunuchs, Ministry of War clerks, and military procurement officers.

“Gao Mok refuses to release the grain without a written order from Imperial Eunuch Gao Qiqian,” Prefect Hu Zhihong continues. “The saltpeter is held under the same seal, and I have no authority to override an order protected by Gao Qiqian’s household.”

Hu Dawei’s anger shifts away from Prefect Hu Zhihong. Hu Dawei closes one hand around the hilt of his sword, and the tendons in his forearm tighten beneath the worn leather of his gauntlet.

“Gao Mok is not waiting for an order,” Hu Dawei says. “Gao Mok is withholding the supplies because Imperial Eunuch Gao Qiqian holds a personal grudge against General Lu Xiangsheng.”

I compare the statement with my historical records. Three years earlier, Imperial Eunuch Gao Qiqian had recommended a subordinate commander for promotion, but General Lu Xiangsheng had rejected the appointment because the officer lacked field experience. The refusal had damaged Gao Qiqian’s standing within the palace bureaucracy, and Gao Qiqian had not forgiven the insult.

The obstruction at Hejian Prefecture is therefore deliberate political retaliation rather than routine administrative failure. Ten thousand soldiers face hunger and ammunition shortages because an influential eunuch wishes to punish a commander who refused an unsuitable appointment.

“General Lu Xiangsheng wrote directly to Imperial Eunuch Gao Qiqian,” Hu Dawei says. “The letter was respectful, but Gao Qiqian returned it unopened. The next requisition order was stamped with an unfamiliar seal and filed under a warehouse that does not appear on any prefectural register.”

Hu Dawei turns toward Prefect Hu Zhihong with the directness permitted by their family connection. “Cousin Hu Zhihong, I have ridden for four days without rest because the Tianxiong Army has only nine days of grain remaining. The shortage of saltpeter has already reduced musket training to one shot per soldier each week.”

Hu Dawei’s jaw tightens before he continues. “If the Manchus attack again or the rebel armies move east, the Tianxiong Army will fight while hungry and with powder horns only partly filled.”

Prefect Hu Zhihong’s shoulders sink as the full consequences become clear. Prefect Hu Zhihong’s seven memorials received no answer because the obstruction operates through officials beyond the reach of prefectural authority.

I examine Hu Dawei’s armor, weapons, and horse. The armor has been repaired recently, the sword hilt has been rewrapped within the past month, and the horse has been properly shod despite the long journey. Hu Dawei maintains his equipment and soldiers carefully, but discipline cannot overcome interference from officials who control the supplies.

Hu Dawei still has not noticed Zhu Cilang because the supply crisis occupies his complete attention. Zhu Cilang steps forward before Prefect Hu Zhihong can answer the latest appeal and enters Hu Dawei’s direct line of sight.

The deep blue and black imperial robes identify Zhu Cilang’s position before anyone provides a formal introduction. Hu Dawei’s expression changes from anger to careful evaluation as Hu Dawei studies Zhu Cilang’s posture, the sword at Zhu Cilang’s hip, and the composure displayed by the five-year-old crown prince.

Hu Dawei does not dismiss Zhu Cilang because of his age. Hu Dawei examines the crown prince for evidence of competence and self-control before dropping to one knee and bowing his head.

“This humble officer, Hu Dawei of the Tianxiong Army, presents himself to Crown Prince Zhu Cilang,” Hu Dawei says. “Your Highness’s arrival was not announced to the military garrison, or this humble officer would have presented himself with the proper ceremony.”

The apology contains genuine respect rather than automatic formality. Hu Dawei recognizes that he has interrupted an imperial procession, but his disciplined response confirms that frustration has not destroyed his judgment.

“Rise, Officer Hu Dawei,” Zhu Cilang says. Zhu Cilang keeps his voice level and continues, “This crown prince has heard your grievance and will personally secure the Tianxiong Army’s grain and saltpeter.”

Hu Dawei rises and studies Zhu Cilang with direct attention. Hu Dawei’s gaze moves briefly toward the sword at Zhu Cilang’s hip before returning to Zhu Cilang’s face.

“Your Highness speaks with certainty,” Hu Dawei says. The statement is an assessment rather than a challenge, and Hu Dawei waits to determine whether Zhu Cilang’s confidence has any practical foundation.

“It is not certainty,” Zhu Cilang replies. “It is necessity. The Tianxiong Army will receive its supplies because this crown prince requires the Tianxiong Army to remain capable of fighting.”

Prefect Hu Zhihong asks Zhu Cilang to step aside while Hu Dawei waits at a respectful distance. Prefect Hu Zhihong lowers his voice and delivers the warning with visible urgency.

“Your Highness, Gao Mok is the adopted son of Imperial Eunuch Gao Qiqian,” Prefect Hu Zhihong says. “Gao Qiqian’s influence extends beyond the palace, and Gao Mok controls the logistics of Hejian Prefecture through officers who answer to Gao Qiqian’s household before they answer to their military commanders.”

Prefect Hu Zhihong glances toward the northern warehouses before continuing. “I cannot override the Ministry of War or an order issued under Gao Qiqian’s authority without an imperial decree. Any requisition that conflicts with Gao Qiqian’s interests is delayed, redirected, or denied.”

I place everything I know about Imperial Eunuch Gao Qiqian into Zhu Cilang’s awareness. The historical record contains repeated acts of betrayal that damaged capable Ming commanders and later assisted the Qing conquest.

“Gao Qiqian is not merely an obstructionist,” I tell Zhu Cilang. “In the original timeline, Gao Qiqian will betray General Lu Xiangsheng more than once during the coming years.”

I arrange the future events in chronological order. “In the tenth year of Chongzhen, Gao Qiqian will withhold reinforcements during General Lu Xiangsheng’s campaign against the Manchu Qing forces near Julu. General Lu Xiangsheng will request twenty thousand additional soldiers, but Gao Qiqian will divert the troops to a commander personally loyal to Gao Qiqian.”

The result will be fatal. “General Lu Xiangsheng will be forced to engage the Manchu Qing forces with inadequate numbers and will die after suffering a crushing defeat.”

Gao Qiqian’s treachery will continue after the fall of Beijing. “Gao Qiqian will survive the collapse of the northern Ming government by transferring allegiance to the Qing and providing information about Ming military positions, supply routes, and loyalist networks.”

I deliver the final event without softening it. “During the defense of Nanjing, Gao Qiqian will provide the Qing commander with maps of defensive positions, the locations of concealed supply caches, and the identities of officers who cannot be bribed. The city will fall more rapidly, and the Southern Ming government there will collapse.”

I allow Zhu Cilang to consider the full record before concluding. “Gao Qiqian will become one of the Ming dynasty’s most consequential traitors. Wu Sangui’s betrayal will occur through a decisive act, but Gao Qiqian’s conduct will damage several commanders and governments over many years.”

Zhu Cilang keeps the information within our shared consciousness. Revealing knowledge of future events would create questions that a five-year-old crown prince cannot safely answer.

“Gao Mok operates a private warehouse near the northern wall,” Prefect Hu Zhihong continues. “Grain intended for military units is stored there under Imperial Eunuch Gao Qiqian’s seal. The prefectural office cannot inspect the warehouse without authorization from the Ministry of War, and the ministry will not provide authorization without Gao Qiqian’s approval.”

The sound of approaching hoofbeats ends the warning. I direct Zhu Cilang’s attention toward the northern road, where fifteen armed men ride toward the guesthouse in a controlled formation.

The central rider wears silk robes beneath a fur-lined cloak and maintains the practiced composure of someone accustomed to political confrontations. Gao Mok has arrived.

I assess Gao Mok’s escorts through Zhu Cilang’s eyes. The men carry swords, halberds, and two crossbows, while their armor reflects the resources available to a household supported by a senior palace eunuch. The fifteen escorts outnumber Hu Dawei’s five horsemen and position themselves to control the courtyard and the route toward the guesthouse.

Gao Mok dismounts and approaches Prefect Hu Zhihong with a restrained smile. Gao Mok’s silk robes and fur-lined cloak display wealth beyond the expectations of his nominal office, while the formation of the armed escorts demonstrates that Gao Mok expects his authority to be enforced physically.

“Prefect Hu Zhihong,” Gao Mok says, “I heard that an imperial procession had arrived at Hejian Prefecture and came immediately to offer assistance.”

Gao Mok examines the Eastern Palace guards, the seven Qi cousins, and the wagons before noticing Zhu Cilang. Recognition appears at once, and Gao Mok shifts from administrative confidence to formal court deference.

“This humble servant, Gao Mok, presents himself to Crown Prince Zhu Cilang,” Gao Mok says after dropping to one knee. “Your Highness honors Hejian Prefecture with your presence.”

Gao Mok rises at the proper moment and continues with controlled courtesy. “Your Highness’s journey from Beijing must have been difficult in the winter cold. This humble servant hopes that the accommodations prepared by Prefect Hu Zhihong will meet Your Highness’s requirements, although the resources of Hejian Prefecture have been strained by the Qin-Wang Decree.”

Gao Mok pauses and searches the procession for a particular attendant. The movement is brief, but Gao Mok’s attention does not settle until he confirms that the expected person is absent.

“Your Highness, I had hoped to greet Chief Eunuch Luk upon your arrival,” Gao Mok says. “My father, Imperial Eunuch Gao Qiqian, recently instructed me to request an audience with Chief Eunuch Luk when Your Highness’s party reached Hejian Prefecture. Imperial Eunuch Gao Qiqian and Chief Eunuch Luk are close friends, and my father wished me to convey his personal regards.”

The reference to Chief Eunuch Luk is not casual. Imperial Eunuch Gao Qiqian instructed Gao Mok to cultivate a relationship with a senior Eastern Depot operative because Gao Qiqian’s political network depends upon alliances with palace eunuchs who control intelligence and enforcement.

I examine Gao Mok’s clothing and identify a folded document in an inner pocket against Gao Mok’s chest. The letter is probably sealed by Imperial Eunuch Gao Qiqian and would contain enough detail to guide Gao Mok’s conduct toward Chief Eunuch Luk.

The document could establish direct contact between Gao Qiqian’s household and the Eastern Depot official who attempted to attack Zhu Cilang. I alert Zhu Cilang before Gao Mok can continue.

“Gao Mok carries a letter from Imperial Eunuch Gao Qiqian instructing Gao Mok to cultivate Chief Eunuch Luk’s favor,” I explain. “The letter can establish an alliance between Gao Qiqian and the Eastern Depot operative who attacked you outside Beijing.”

I identify the document’s location. “The letter is in an inner pocket of Gao Mok’s silk robes against Gao Mok’s chest. A search will recover it.”

Gao Mok waits with the same polite expression, but the armed escorts shift their positions behind him. Hu Dawei moves one hand closer to his sword while Prefect Hu Zhihong watches in silence.

“Chief Eunuch Luk,” Zhu Cilang says. “You came here expecting to greet Chief Eunuch Luk.”

Gao Mok’s smile falters before returning. “Yes, Your Highness. My father’s letter emphasized that his regards should be delivered personally.”

Zhu Cilang draws the sword at his hip. The sound of the blade leaving the scabbard ends every conversation within the courtyard, and the thirty Eastern Palace guards reach for their weapons.

“Eastern Palace guards,” Zhu Cilang commands, “seize Gao Mok as a co-conspirator in Chief Eunuch Luk’s attempted assassination of the crown prince.”

The accusation produces complete silence. Gao Mok’s controlled expression disappears, and Gao Mok raises both hands while struggling to recover his courtly composure.

“Your Highness, there must be a misunderstanding,” Gao Mok says. “Chief Eunuch Luk is a trusted servant of the imperial household. This humble servant knows nothing of an assassination attempt.”

Gao Mok takes a step backward between two escorts. The movement is instinctive, and the fifteen armed men close ranks without yet drawing their weapons.

“Search Gao Mok,” Zhu Cilang orders. “Recover the letter from Imperial Eunuch Gao Qiqian.”

Gao Mok’s eyes widen at the mention of the document. The reaction confirms that the letter exists and contains information Gao Mok fears will be discovered.

“Protect me!” Gao Mok shouts to the escorts. “The crown prince has been deceived by false accusations.”

The fifteen escorts draw their weapons, but the Eastern Palace guards have already begun moving. Thirty trained soldiers advance with disciplined coordination, while Qi Qiang directs the seven Qi cousins to extend the perimeter and block access to the northern road.

Gao Mok retreats through his own men and attempts to use their formation as protection. The escorts form a defensive line, but the Eastern Palace guards outnumber them two to one and control both sides of the courtyard.

Zhu Cilang acts before the confrontation can become a prolonged melee. The Shaolin movement technique that Zhu Cilang and I have practiced allows Zhu Cilang to cross the distance rapidly and pass through the opening between two escorts before either man can adjust his stance.

Zhu Cilang reaches Gao Mok and strikes twice with the sword. The first cut severs the tendon behind Gao Mok’s left knee, and the second disables the right leg with the same narrow, controlled motion.

The injuries are intended to immobilize rather than kill. Gao Mok collapses onto the frozen ground as the silk robes tear beneath him, and Gao Mok’s scream stops the escorts before they can commit themselves to battle.

Zhu Cilang sheathes the sword and kneels beside Gao Mok. The outline of the inner pocket is visible beneath the damaged robe, and Zhu Cilang retrieves the folded letter without hesitation.

I read the document through Zhu Cilang’s eyes as Zhu Cilang opens it. Imperial Eunuch Gao Qiqian’s seal identifies the sender, and the handwriting matches surviving examples contained in my records.

The letter directs Gao Mok to cultivate Chief Eunuch Luk’s favor and describes Chief Eunuch Luk’s position within the Eastern Depot’s network. Several passages refer to shared interests that exceed ordinary administrative cooperation.

The final paragraph provides the strongest evidence. Imperial Eunuch Gao Qiqian instructs Gao Mok to ensure that Chief Eunuch Luk understands the household’s gratitude for recent arrangements and states that the matter discussed in earlier correspondence remains important.

The wording is coded and does not explicitly mention assassination. However, the Ming criminal system permits political authorities to treat indirect language and association as evidence of conspiracy, particularly when the accused is connected to an official who attacked the heir to the throne.

Zhu Cilang holds the letter high enough for Prefect Hu Zhihong and the surrounding witnesses to see Gao Qiqian’s seal. The document gives the arrest a public basis and prevents Gao Mok’s allies from dismissing the accusation as an unsupported claim.

“Eastern Palace guards, secure the fifteen escorts,” Zhu Cilang commands. “The men will be questioned regarding their knowledge of Gao Qiqian’s conspiracy.”

The escorts lower their weapons without resistance. Gao Mok remains on the ground with both legs disabled, while several escorts begin explaining that Gao Qiqian’s household employed them only for protection and that they knew nothing about an assassination attempt.

Prefect Hu Zhihong remains at the edge of the courtyard with his attention fixed upon Gao Mok, the letter, and Zhu Cilang. The prefect’s earlier exhaustion has been replaced by shock at the speed and precision of the arrest.

I direct Zhu Cilang’s attention toward the seven Qi cousins. The seven Qi cousins maintained the perimeter throughout the confrontation and can provide testimony concerning Chief Eunuch Luk’s earlier attack.

“Qi Qiang, describe the incident involving Chief Eunuch Luk for Prefect Hu Zhihong and the assembled witnesses,” Zhu Cilang says. Qi Qiang steps forward with his sword at his side and gives the report without embellishment.

“Eight days ago, outside Beijing, Chief Eunuch Luk attempted to attack Crown Prince Zhu Cilang,” Qi Qiang begins. “Chief Eunuch Luk acted as an Eastern Depot operative without imperial authorization and drew a concealed dagger against the crown prince in the presence of witnesses.”

Qi Qiang pauses before continuing. “Crown Prince Zhu Cilang defended himself and killed Chief Eunuch Luk and the nine Eastern Depot agents who attacked under Chief Eunuch Luk’s command.”

Qi Qiang gestures toward the document in Zhu Cilang’s hand. “The letter proves that Imperial Eunuch Gao Qiqian instructed Gao Mok to cultivate Chief Eunuch Luk’s favor. The document therefore establishes direct cooperation between Gao Qiqian’s household and the Eastern Depot operative who attempted to kill the crown prince.”

Qi Feng steps beside Qi Qiang and confirms that Chief Eunuch Luk drew the first weapon. Qi Feng states that Zhu Cilang acted in self-defense under the laws of the Great Ming.

Qi Lin, Qi Wei, Qi Jun, Qi Ming, and Qi Rong confirm the account in sequence. Each Qi cousin reports only what he witnessed, and the combined testimony leaves no uncertainty about the circumstances of Chief Eunuch Luk’s death.

Hu Dawei moves toward Gao Mok before the testimony concludes. Hu Dawei grabs the front of Gao Mok’s silk robes and pulls Gao Mok partly upright.

Hu Dawei strikes Gao Mok across the jaw with a closed fist. Teeth break under the impact, and blood falls across Gao Mok’s fur-lined cloak.

A second blow lands against Gao Mok’s nose and sends Gao Mok back onto the frozen ground. Gao Mok’s screams become broken sounds as blood fills Gao Mok’s mouth and nostrils.

Hu Dawei stands over Gao Mok with both fists clenched. The anger created by weeks of delayed supplies and the approaching starvation of the Tianxiong Army is now directed toward the official responsible for the obstruction.

Prefect Hu Zhihong does not intervene. Prefect Hu Zhihong understands the source of Hu Dawei’s anger and allows the brief assault to end without ordering the local soldiers forward.

Hu Dawei turns toward Zhu Cilang with a new level of respect. “Your Highness’s swordsmanship is extraordinary,” Hu Dawei says. “This humble officer has served under General Lu Xiangsheng for six years and trained beside officers from three provinces, but this humble officer has never witnessed such precise technique.”

The praise is a professional judgment rather than court flattery. Fresh abrasions mark Hu Dawei’s knuckles, but the tension that had controlled Hu Dawei’s posture has eased.

Zhu Cilang inclines his head. “Officer Hu Dawei will join this crown prince for tea,” Zhu Cilang says. “Prefect Hu Zhihong will prepare the reception hall and release the Tianxiong Army’s grain and saltpeter immediately. The requisition orders will bear this crown prince’s seal.”

Prefect Hu Zhihong bows and begins issuing instructions to the local soldiers. The prefect’s authority returns as the immediate shock recedes, and the soldiers respond quickly because Zhu Cilang’s intervention has removed the official who prevented action.

The Eastern Palace guards secure Gao Mok and escort the fifteen surrendered men toward the prefectural holding cells. Qi Qiang and the other six Qi cousins preserve the perimeter until the remaining spectators leave the courtyard.

The arrest resolves the immediate supply obstruction, but the larger strategic objective depends upon Hu Dawei. Hu Dawei provides direct access to General Lu Xiangsheng, and Zhu Cilang must persuade General Lu Xiangsheng to march toward Fengyang City before the rebels reach it.

The reception hall occupies the eastern wing of the government guesthouse. Tall windows covered with oiled paper admit gray winter light, while charcoal braziers warm the room and remove the remaining chill from the air.

A low table of dark lacquered wood stands at the center of the room. Embroidered cushions surround the table, and servants have arranged a ceramic tea set with the formal precision expected in a prefectural guesthouse.

I examine the tea vessels through Zhu Cilang’s eyes. The blue-and-white porcelain gaiwan display painted peonies along their sides, and the lids fit closely against the rims. The craftsmanship is adequate for provincial use but lacks the refinement of porcelain produced for the imperial household at Jingdezhen.

The seven Qi cousins position themselves along the eastern wall. Qi Qiang stands nearest the door, Qi Feng and Qi Wei guard the window, and Qi Lin, Qi Jun, Qi Ming, and Qi Rong complete the perimeter with their weapons within reach.

Their alert posture changes the function of the room. Although the reception hall is arranged for ceremony, the seven Qi cousins treat it as a secure location for military discussion.

Hou Zhi kneels beside the table and prepares the tea with careful attention. Hou Zhi measures the leaves, heats the water, and arranges the gaiwan so Zhu Cilang can serve Hu Dawei according to the proper hierarchy.

Zhu Cilang takes the central cushion with Hou Zhi at his left. Hu Dawei kneels across the table with the rigid posture of a man more familiar with military camps than formal receptions.

Hu Dawei’s armor creaks as Hu Dawei settles onto the silk cushion. The worn leather of Hu Dawei’s gauntlets and the polished lacquer of the table reflect two different environments that Hu Dawei rarely has reason to combine.

Hu Dawei remains uncomfortable with the ceremony. Hu Dawei’s shoulders stay rigid, his hands rest flat against his thighs, and his attention moves repeatedly between the tea set and the seven Qi cousins.

Zhu Cilang lifts the first gaiwan with both hands and pours tea into Hu Dawei’s vessel. The controlled gesture respects Hu Dawei’s service without reducing Zhu Cilang’s own authority.

Hu Dawei accepts the gaiwan with both hands but does not understand how to drink from it. The vessel requires the saucer to be supported with one hand while the other hand adjusts the lid to hold back the leaves.

Hu Dawei grips the saucer with excessive force and presses one thumb against the porcelain rim. During the first attempt, hot tea flows across Hu Dawei’s knuckles, and Hu Dawei catches the vessel against his chest before it overturns.

The second attempt produces another spill because Hu Dawei opens the gap beneath the lid too far. Zhu Cilang and the seven Qi cousins laugh quietly, but no one mocks Hu Dawei, and Qi Qiang offers a brief explanation of the proper grip.

Hu Dawei follows the instruction and succeeds on the third attempt. The small success eases the formality in the room and allows the conversation to proceed without the tension that controlled the courtyard.

Hu Dawei’s attention soon returns to the seven Qi cousins. Hu Dawei examines Qi Qiang’s sword, Qi Feng’s axe, Qi Lin’s halberd, and the weapons carried by the remaining four boys.

“Your Highness, these seven young men conduct themselves as soldiers,” Hu Dawei says. “May this humble officer ask about their background?”

Zhu Cilang places his gaiwan on the table and turns toward the eastern wall. “Qi Qiang, introduce yourself and your cousins to Officer Hu Dawei.”

Qi Qiang steps forward and bows with the formal respect owed to a senior military officer. “This humble one is Qi Qiang, grandson of General Qi Jiguang, who wrote the Jixiao Xinshu and the Lianbing Shiji.”

Qi Qiang gestures toward the others in turn. “These are Qi Feng, Qi Lin, Qi Wei, Qi Jun, Qi Ming, and Qi Rong. We are descendants of the Qi family and have sworn our service to Crown Prince Zhu Cilang.”

The name of General Qi Jiguang produces an immediate response. Hu Dawei straightens and studies all seven cousins with renewed attention.

“Descendants of General Qi Jiguang,” Hu Dawei says. “This humble officer has read the Jixiao Xinshu three times. General Qi Jiguang’s training methods and formations transformed the coastal defense against the wokou during the Jiajing era, and General Qi Jiguang’s record at Jizhou remains one of the strongest in Ming military history.”

Hu Dawei considers the different weapons and postures of the seven Qi cousins. Qi Qiang carries himself as a leader, Qi Feng has the build required for an axe, Qi Lin displays both military and scholarly discipline, and Qi Rong maintains the balanced stance taught through Shaolin training.

“Your Highness, General Lu Xiangsheng would value officers educated in the Qi family tradition,” Hu Dawei says. “The Tianxiong Army maintains strict standards, but the army lacks enough young commanders who understand both military theory and field discipline.”

Hu Dawei allows the proposal to settle before continuing. “With Your Highness’s permission, this humble officer would recommend the seven Qi cousins to General Lu Xiangsheng. The Tianxiong Army could provide formal commissions, experience against rebel forces, and promotion based upon ability.”

The offer is sincere and contains no concealed objective. Hu Dawei believes that service under General Lu Xiangsheng would provide the seven Qi cousins with the best opportunity to restore their family’s military standing.

Qi Qiang waits for three breaths before stepping forward. Qi Qiang does not consult the other six because the seven Qi cousins have already made the decision together.

“Officer Hu Dawei, this humble one speaks for all seven cousins,” Qi Qiang says. “We are grateful for the recommendation and for the honor Officer Hu Dawei offers the Qi family.”

Qi Qiang raises his head and meets Hu Dawei’s gaze. “However, we have sworn our service to Crown Prince Zhu Cilang. We will not enter the Tianxiong Army or any other unit while Crown Prince Zhu Cilang requires us.”

The refusal contains no hesitation. Qi Feng, Qi Lin, Qi Wei, Qi Jun, Qi Ming, and Qi Rong remain at their posts, but their expressions confirm complete agreement with Qi Qiang.

Hu Dawei’s initial surprise changes into respect. Hu Dawei inclines his head toward Qi Qiang and accepts the answer without attempting to persuade the seven Qi cousins further.

“General Lu Xiangsheng would understand the decision,” Hu Dawei says. “Loyalty given freely has greater value than loyalty obtained through advancement.”

The matter ends without conflict. The seven Qi cousins have confirmed their commitment to Zhu Cilang, while Hu Dawei has shown that he respects loyalty even when it prevents General Lu Xiangsheng from gaining promising officers.

I turn my attention toward the letter Zhu Cilang must prepare. Its language must respect General Lu Xiangsheng’s professional judgment, explain the intelligence concerning Fengyang City, and encourage action without reducing the message to an inflexible imperial order.

While Hou Zhi prepares fresh tea, Hu Dawei begins discussing the Tianxiong Army’s training methods with Qi Qiang. Qi Qiang responds with observations about formations and weapons drills drawn from the Qi family’s military tradition.

Their discussion gives Zhu Cilang time to prepare the document. I organize the letter’s necessary points and guide Zhu Cilang through the diplomatic balance required for communication between the heir to the throne and an experienced general.

“Begin by acknowledging General Lu Xiangsheng’s service,” I tell Zhu Cilang. “The respect must be specific and genuine. General Lu Xiangsheng will recognize exaggerated praise and may distrust the purpose behind it.”

Zhu Cilang combines my analytical structure with his knowledge of court language. The opening forms within our shared consciousness before Zhu Cilang reaches for the brush.

“Then explain what occurred at Hejian Prefecture,” I continue. “State that Gao Mok was arrested, that Imperial Eunuch Gao Qiqian’s letter was seized, and that the grain and saltpeter assigned to the Tianxiong Army have been released.”

The action matters more than any assurance Zhu Cilang could provide. General Lu Xiangsheng has received delayed orders and withheld support from the central government, but Zhu Cilang has intervened directly to protect the Tianxiong Army’s ability to fight. This act displays his support for the Tianxiong army.

“After that, present the military assessment concerning Fengyang City,” I tell Zhu Cilang. “Do not issue a direct order. Give General Lu Xiangsheng information that can be verified independently and state that you trust General Lu Xiangsheng to decide the proper response.”

I transfer the relevant information into Zhu Cilang’s awareness. Rebel forces under Gao Yingxiang are gathering in western Henan and moving eastward, and their numbers could approach one hundred thousand by the time the column reaches Anhui province, where Fengyang City is located.

Fengyang City’s garrison is undermanned and poorly supplied. The city cannot withstand a prolonged assault unless additional forces arrive before Gao Yingxiang’s army surrounds it.

“The Tianxiong Army and the Fengyang garrison could attack the rebel column from separate directions,” I explain. “The terrain near Fengyang City supports a coordinated defense, and General Lu Xiangsheng’s discipline would reduce the confusion that has weakened other Ming armies in large engagements.”

The presence of Li Zicheng gives the campaign greater importance. “Li Zicheng is among the rebel commanders. In the original timeline, Li Zicheng survived the Fengyang campaign and later became the rebellion’s principal leader after Gao Yingxiang’s death.”

The strategic consequence is direct. “If General Lu Xiangsheng destroys the rebel force near Fengyang City, Li Zicheng may die before gaining independent command, and the rebellion will lose the leader who later brought it to Beijing.”

Zhu Cilang must conceal the source of the intelligence. “Present the details as reports obtained from reliable contacts from the Qi family,” I advise. “General Lu Xiangsheng can send scouts to verify the movements, and successful verification will establish your credibility without requiring an explanation for knowledge that Zhu Cilang should not possess.”

The tone requires equal care. General Lu Xiangsheng has experienced betrayal by court officials, interference from eunuchs, and unreliable support from Emperor Chongzhen’s government.

“Write as a crown prince seeking cooperation from a capable commander,” I instruct Zhu Cilang. “The letter should offer support and intelligence rather than another demand presented as confidence.”

Zhu Cilang reaches for the writing materials that Prefect Hu Zhihong’s servants placed beside the tea set. A brush, an inkstone, and several sheets of formal correspondence paper rest on a smaller tray.

Hou Zhi grinds the ink while Zhu Cilang aligns the first sheet on the lacquered table. Hu Dawei watches the preparation with careful attention, and the seven Qi cousins remain at their posts.

Zhu Cilang dips the brush into the ink and begins writing. The characters display the discipline Cao Huachun has taught during the calligraphy lessons, and each stroke remains clear without unnecessary decoration.

The opening addresses General Lu Xiangsheng by full title and acknowledges General Lu Xiangsheng’s campaigns against rebel forces in Shaanxi and Shanxi. The language is formal, but the respect comes from a specific understanding of General Lu Xiangsheng’s service.

The second paragraph describes Gao Mok’s arrest, the recovery of Imperial Eunuch Gao Qiqian’s letter, and the immediate release of the Tianxiong Army’s grain and saltpeter. Zhu Cilang emphasizes direct action rather than bureaucratic promises.

The third paragraph explains the reported movement of rebel forces from western Henan toward Fengyang City. Zhu Cilang includes details that General Lu Xiangsheng can verify through independent scouts and warns that the local garrison cannot resist the entire rebel force without assistance.

The final paragraph asks General Lu Xiangsheng to consider marching toward Fengyang City while preserving General Lu Xiangsheng’s authority over the military decision. Zhu Cilang states that he is traveling toward the city and would value General Lu Xiangsheng’s judgment and support.

The timing remains difficult. Hu Dawei’s return with the supply wagons could take two weeks, while the Tianxiong Army must begin marching before the full delivery is complete if General Lu Xiangsheng is to reach Fengyang City ahead of the rebels.

Hu Dawei can resolve part of the problem by riding ahead with the letter. The supply convoy will follow at a slower pace, allowing General Lu Xiangsheng to evaluate the intelligence and begin preparations before the grain and saltpeter reach the army.

I review the completed letter through Zhu Cilang’s eyes. The document combines authority with professional respect and gives General Lu Xiangsheng enough information to verify the threat independently.

Zhu Cilang presses the crown prince’s jade seal into warm wax. The impression is clean, and the characters identifying Zhu Cilang’s authority remain clearly visible.

Zhu Cilang extends the sealed document across the table. Hu Dawei receives it with both hands and begins reading with the concentrated attention of a soldier who understands that written orders can determine the survival of an army.

Hu Dawei pauses at the section describing Gao Mok’s arrest and the release of supplies. Hu Dawei’s expression changes when he reaches the acknowledgment of General Lu Xiangsheng’s service. It becomes more somber with the section concerning Fengyang City, receiving his greatest attention.

He reads the intelligence assessment twice before placing the letter carefully upon the table. “Your Highness, General Lu Xiangsheng receives many letters from officials who believe they understand military affairs,” Hu Dawei says.

“Most contain commands hidden beneath courteous language,” Hu Dawei continues. “General Lu Xiangsheng has learned to distinguish useful intelligence from political interference.”

Hu Dawei places one hand over the sealed letter. “This document is different. The description of rebel activity agrees with reports the Tianxiong Army received three weeks ago, and the identification of Fengyang City as the probable target does not depend upon the Ministry of War’s outdated information.”

Hu Dawei looks directly at Zhu Cilang. “General Lu Xiangsheng will verify the movements through military scouts. If the reports confirm Your Highness’s assessment, General Lu Xiangsheng will march.”

Hu Dawei closes one hand around the letter. The fresh injuries across Hu Dawei’s knuckles press against the paper, but Hu Dawei does not loosen the grip.

“This humble officer will carry the letter personally,” Hu Dawei says. “The grain wagons will slow the full return journey, so this humble officer will ride ahead with two horsemen and reach the Tianxiong Army’s encampment within four days.”

Hu Dawei rises from the silk cushion with a controlled movement. “General Lu Xiangsheng will receive the intelligence before the week ends, and the released supplies will follow under guard.”

Hu Dawei bows deeply to Zhu Cilang. The gesture is no longer based only upon Zhu Cilang’s position as crown prince, because Zhu Cilang has earned Hu Dawei’s respect through decisive action, military understanding, and direct support for the Tianxiong Army.

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1. Gao Qiqian- He's a real historical figure and one of the key traitors of the Ming Dynasty. He was the Chief Military Inspector of the Ming Dynasty at his height in power, he is famous for his actions in undermining Ming military commanders, including the betrayal of General Lu Xiansheng. He abandoned Emperor Chongzhen in Beijing to his fate, then helped the Manchu Qing Dynasty defeat the remnant forces of the Southern Ming court, eventually joining the Qing Dynasty.
This person is one of China's greatest traitors, during the era after the Fall of the Ming Dynasty he and General Wu Sangui, mentioned in the prologue, were among the most hated people among the Ethnic Han majority. Though his name has not reached legendary levels as Wu Sangui (Louis Cha/Jin Yong didn't feature him in a novel about greed and lust over a woman to explain his betrayal   ) but Gao Qiqian is no less selfish, greedy, and ego-centric in actual history.
I added him into this story as a supporting villain, a conspirator within another person's conspiracy. The Ming Dynasty is an era rife with internal intrigues and late Ming Dynasty was even worse with external intrigues of the Manchurians/Qing agents working behind the scene. The Ming Dynasty with a standing army of over one million men versus a Manchu/Qing army of one thousand, the force multiplier of internal conspiracies, external agents, and unrest is a daunting challenge.
Gao Mok is not a real historical figure; though, Gao Qiqian like most Ming Dynasty Eunuch did have "Dry sons"/adopted sons (Yes, gay adoption was legal in ancient China  )  One of the common issues with these adopted kids during this period is that they were often very spoiled and used their adopted father's high position to do many corrupt and illegal things. It's unfair trope in Chinese historical fiction to label these people with such a broad stroke, but some bad apples ruined a lot of other people's reputations.
2. General Lu Xiansheng- He is the commander of the Tianxiong army, a private army he raised himself. They are an elite battle hardened force that numbered no more than ten thousand troops. Interesting historical fact, he is known as the "King of Hell" for his ruthless tactics against rebel peasant armies, despite his fair skinned, scholarly, and gentle demeanor. 
He would die at the Battle of Julu, when the Qing Dynasty's forces ambushed and surrounded his forces. As mentioned earlier, this situation was directly caused by Eunuch Gao Qiqian.
3. Hu Dawei- a minor noteworthy commander of General Lu Xiansheng. He was Lu Xiansheng's Left Wing commander, who is remembered in Chinese history for his act of loyalty and dedication to his general, willingly risking himself to open a path of escape for his General. 
4. Tea drinking- A cultural fact, the Ming Dynasty used a covered tea cup called a Gaiwan, where the cover acted as a strainer for the tea. The proper method to drink tea is to lift the tea saucer with the covered teacup, then sip with a small exposure of the cover. While modern Chinese tea drinkers no longer perform this highly ritualistic and slow method of tea drinking, it is a classical practice among advanced tea culture lovers. It's also an interesting tea ritual compared to Japan's tea serving which is based on more earlier ceremonial Tang Dynasty rituals (by this point in time almost 800 years have passed between the traditions). Think of it like someone speaking Latin and Italian.