Fengyang Mansion, Wuping Acropolis.
On this day, Wuping Guard Cong Xinsi led dozens of servants on horseback out of the city and arrived at a village called Yimenzhuang more than ten miles east of the Acropolis.
Most of the people living here are military households. Although Yimenzhuang is not a Huolu Dun or a fort, Fengyang Mansion is the central capital of the Ming Dynasty after all, so the proportion of military households is still very large. At the end of the day, even ordinary villages will be mixed with some military households. Of course, around such a village, according to the laws of the imperial court, there would also be military garrison farmland.
"Sir, this is it."
A captain of the servants pointed to a farmland in front of him with a smile and said: "The more than two hundred acres over there are the cultivated land of the military camp in Yimenzhuang. These should be the only ones left. The rest of the cultivated land of the military camp has long been It was divided between the lords of Bozhou and Fengyang Mansion."
Cong Xinsi sneered and said: "This area is close to the Woshui River, and the cultivated land is relatively fertile. Why are there still more than two hundred acres left unoccupied? You have already found out!"
"Don't worry, sir. The younger ones have already inquired clearly. The reason why these two hundred acres of cultivated land have not been occupied is because the dozen or so military households on the cultivated land are all tough-minded people. There have been adults who came to occupy the land before. But those dozen military households gathered a group of people and resisted without giving in."
"cut!"
Only then did Cong Xinsi feel relieved and said: "It's just a few military households and Dunjun, but they can still cause trouble! After a while, we will directly re-lay the boundary stakes here, and then find the village's Baojia to come over and draw the name on the spot. Even if that's the case, More than a dozen military household certificates have been given to me."
"You all keep this in mind for me, if there is anything later
If someone makes trouble, I'll beat him to death! "
Captain Jia Ding was a little worried and said: "Sir, the imperial court is currently implementing military reforms. Although there is no movement among the adults in Fengyang Mansion, they probably want to take a step forward, but there is no guarantee that it will not be implemented in the future. If there is a commotion now, If you make too much noise, will it be detrimental to you, sir?"
Cong Xinsi glared at the captain and said: "You know nothing! What is the state of the imperial court now? Although the bandits have been wiped out, look at the north. Except for Shandong and Beizhili, the rest of the places are still decent. The ground has been beaten to ashes. Military reform? Those are all matters that make loud noises but light raindrops. The most important thing for the court now is to rest with the people, do you understand?"
Looking at the enigmatic Cong Xinsi, the captain of the servant nodded with admiration and said: "The adults can see clearly, and the villains admire it!"
"Stop talking nonsense and get started!"
"yes!"
Dozens of servants then rode their horses forward, then raced around the farmland of those military households, pulling out all the original boundary stakes.
At the same time, Baojia from Yimenzhuang was also found. Seeing the scene in front of him, he was startled. He hurriedly stepped forward and wanted to persuade Cong Xinsi, but he attracted a burst of attention from Cong Xinsi. He was so irritated that he was whipped to the ground.
"How dare you make noise in front of me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen men rushed out of the village, each holding various farm tools and knives in their hands. They rushed into the field angrily and began to drive away dozens of servants riding horses.
Cong Xinsi sneered and said: "You really dare to come out to fight? Come on, beat me to death!"
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The ten servants listened to the order and rushed forward on their horses. They either used their scabbards or spears as sticks, and tried their best to hit the dozen military men.
There were only a small number of those military households, and they were all farmers. A few of them were still teenagers. They were no match for dozens of capable servants, and they were all beaten to the ground in the blink of an eye.
Bao Jia from Yimen Village screamed: "Don't do it! Don't do it!"
But no one paid attention. There were screams everywhere in the farmland. The dozen or so military men soon fell to the ground and stopped moving.
Seeing this, Cong Xinsi was very satisfied and ordered his people to continue working. Then a servant brought Bao Jia over and "signed and painted it" in the farmland. Of course, the places where the military households were supposed to sign and seal were all done by the servants.
"It's unreasonable!"
At this time, Cong Xinsi heard someone yelling in front of him, and immediately rode over. He saw a military household in his forties lying on the ground, stubbornly raising his head and glaring at Cong Xinsi, without any fear.
"court death!"
At this time, Cong Xinsi was also furious. A small soldier with mud legs dared to stand up to him, a Wuping Guard guard. He really thought that there was no superiority or inferiority in this world!
I saw Cong Xinsi pull out his waist knife, and under everyone's stunned and horrified eyes, he directly hacked the military household to death, then pointed at everyone present with the bloody sword, and said angrily: "If you don't want to be slaughtered, just Please be stricter with me!"
At this time, even the dozens of servants were stunned, never expecting that their master would directly kill someone.
Captain Jia Ding was now afraid that Cong Xinsi would really make the decision to massacre the village, so
He hurriedly rode his horse forward and said, "Sir, the matter has come to an end. We have also obtained the land deed. Why don't we go back to the city first so that we can arrange the aftermath as soon as possible."
Cong Xinsi snorted coldly, turned his horse's head, and led everyone away from here, leaving only a dozen screaming and crying military households and the stunned Bao Jia.
Originally, Cong Xinsi thought that the matter was over, but he did not expect that a few days later, he would receive a notice from the Bozhou prefect, saying that someone had accused him of killing people in Yimenzhuang in order to seize farmland for the army.
"Those bitches really dare to make trouble!"
Cong Xinsi was not afraid at all. He had an old friendship with the Bozhou prefect. He would go out every year during the three festivals and two birthdays, and he gave a lot of money to the prefect every year.
So Cong Xinsi brought more than a dozen servants to the Bozhou magistrate's office. As soon as he entered the door, he saw more than a dozen military men, each of whom had scars on their bodies.
When everyone saw Cong Xinsi, they all subconsciously took a few steps back, making Cong Xinsi even more proud.
The governor of Bozhou is a white-faced civil servant in his forties. Looking at Cong Xin Temple at this time, he sighed slightly in his heart: "It seems that I have to take care of this Master Cong again!"
"Snapped!"
There was a sound of panic, and the Bozhou prefect asked expressionlessly: "Who is here, and what is the complaint?"
More than a dozen military households started talking to each other and reported in detail the tragedy that happened in Yimenzhuang a few days ago.
The governor of Bozhou couldn't help but frown slightly, secretly dissatisfied with Cong Xin Temple, and then asked Cong Xin Temple: "Is what they said true?"
Cong Xinsi said loudly: "Of course it is a false accusation!"
"now that
It's a false accusation, do you have any evidence? "
Cong Xinsi sneered, pointed at the military households next to him, and said loudly: "Then do they have evidence?"
The dozen or so military households suddenly became angry. The injuries on their bodies and the newly raised graves, weren't these evidences?
Unexpectedly, the Bozhou magistrate acted in a difficult manner and said, "Since both of you have no evidence and are talking about yourselves, I can't protect anyone."
"I think it's better to just leave it like this. How about all of you playing fifty boards each and going home after the game?"
When a dozen military households heard this, their faces turned pale with fright, while Cong Xinsi laughed heartily. Without the servants taking action, he lay directly on the wooden bench next to him that was specially used for playing boards, and shouted: Do it.
The Bozhou magistrate waved his hand, and the government officials stepped forward and pinned more than a dozen military households to the ground. Then they picked up thick and heavy boards and beat them down one after another.
"ah!"
"Help!"
"Sir, please spare my life!"
As screams were heard, the boards that were hit on the bodies of more than a dozen military households and the boards that were hit on Cong Xinsi seemed to have been hit by the government officials with all their strength, but at this time Cong Xinsi was smiling. , it seemed that he couldn't feel any pain, and even the dust on his butt didn't splash much.
The dozen military households had been beaten to pieces, and with each board falling, a little blood spattered.
The fifty-big board was played for half an hour. When the last board fell, more than a dozen military households were all out of breath. However, Cong Xinsi seemed to be fine. He got off the bench and smiled towards Bozhou. prefect
He gestured with his hands raised.
The governor of Bozhou snorted, and then said: "After Cong Shou returns, it's best to send some money to the families of those military households to prevent others from making trouble in the future. This is good for you and me."
"Haha, don't worry, sir, I will take care of the rest."
"It's okay for you to cook, but don't kill anyone anymore. If something happens again, I won't cover it up anymore!"
"Yes, that's what I learned from you, my lord."
One evening a few days later, an officer from the Nanzhen Fusi Department of the Military Intelligence Department was walking around the city of Bozhou City. He walked directly into a wine shop and found a remote table. He saw that a Yamen servant from the prefecture's Yamen was already sitting here.
"Haha, is it Zhao Yamen?"
"It's me, hehe, an adult from the capital?"
"Well, sit down."
After the two sat down, Nan Siguan ordered some wine and food. After the two filled the wine, they said, "Do you know what happened at Yimen Village a few days ago?"
"Haha, it turns out that this is what you want to know. This matter was indeed a big deal a few days ago, and more than a dozen military families died, but it has been settled now."
Then the officer told what he knew from beginning to end. After listening to the officer Nansi, he found that the situation was basically the same as what he had found out, so he asked curiously: "Since both sides were beaten fifty times, Ban, then why is Congxinsi fine?"
The yamen servant smiled proudly and said: "Your Excellency is in the capital and doesn't know the methods of our place. These are the skills passed down from our subordinates' families."
"Oh? Tell me in detail."
"Our yamen's big board looks very simple, as long as you have the strength and strength, but in fact
The knowledge is great. Just say that the fifty slabs were struck that day, and the prefect had already given instructions in his words, so the slabs that fell on the dozen military households were all solid, and each blow could break the thin stone slabs. "
"But the board that fell on Mr. Cong's body is actually hollow. Let alone the person under the clothes, even if it is tofu, after fifty boards, it can be guaranteed that the tofu will not break and be intact!"
"There is such a method!"
Nan Siguan Cha said in surprise: "Then I understand that the Bozhou Prefect and Cong Xin Temple are the same species, and they joined forces to kill people and silence them!"
"hehe."
The yamen servant smiled coquettishly and said: "These things can be regarded as redemption for the small general's merits. That day, the superior officer had an order, and the young man had nothing to do. Please show your respect, sir!"
Nan Siguan Cha snorted coldly, then took out a pile of silver coins and put them on the table, saying, "We haven't seen each other today!"
After saying that, Officer Nan Si stood up and left. The Yamen servant looked at the table full of wine and meat, and hurriedly took the silver coins in his hand and counted them. There were ten coins in total. That was ten taels of silver!
Then the yamen servant went to eat and drink by himself, feeling happy in his heart.
But that night, a team of people appeared in the mansions of Cong Xinsi and Bozhou Prefecture. They broke open the gates of the two houses very skillfully, and then rushed in, and soon captured Cong Xin. The temple and the Bozhou magistrate were tied up, and they took advantage of the night and directly stuffed themselves into the waiting carriage on the street, and then disappeared into the night at high speed.
"who are you!"
On the carriage outside Wuping Acropolis, Cong Xinsi looked at the two sturdy men beside him in horror.
, finally one person took off the rag from Cong Xinsi's mouth, Cong Xinsi asked directly: "Who are you, you can go out of the city at night!"
"us?"
The man sneered and took out a sign with eight characters written on it: "Military Intelligence Special Service, Emperor Mingzhu Stone".
"You, you are Jinyiwei!"
Although the Southern and Northern Town Fusi Departments had been reorganized into the Military Intelligence Department at this time, everyone in the Ming Dynasty who knew about it still used to call the people in the Military Intelligence Department Jinyiwei.
At this time, Cong Xinsi was huddled in the corner of the carriage and shivering. He knew in his heart that if he was targeted by the Jin Yiwei, he would probably die, so he burst into tears.
"Huh! I'm just thinking about crying now, it's too late!"
