"Prince Zheng, do you have no confidence in yourself? Or do you have no confidence in your heirs?"
"I will give the clan a broader stage."
"Isn't it better than waiting to die?"
Zhu Qiyu waved his hand, indicating not to continue talking.
There was a lot of crying in the clan.
King Zheng did not dare to speak.
King Zhou gritted his teeth and said: "Your Majesty, can you allow the clan to stay in the capital temporarily and wait for a few years..."
"King Zhou."
"Why do you talk so much?"
Zhu Qiyu's eyes were sharp: "Are you the clan leader? Or do you think that the King of Zhou should be the head of the clan?"
King Zhou didn't expect that the emperor would change his face immediately, and kowtowed quickly: "Wei Chen doesn't dare. Wei Chen is just worried about his blood brothers, and also for the sake of His Majesty's holy name..."
"You are just worried about your blood brothers, aren't I worried?"
Zhu Qiyu shouted: "I think you are an old fool!"
"Send an order to the patrol camp to investigate the Gong family, the Shi family, the Ou family, the Chen family, the Zhang family, the Han family, and the Li family!"
"Look at King Zhou, can you do it cleanly?"
King Zhou's expression changed sharply.
The emperor was talking about the maternal clan of his wives and concubines.
If we really need to investigate, which official in the DPRK would be responsible for such an investigation? Even if you check the Yu Qian family, you can still find shit.
"Please forgive me, Your Majesty!" King Zhou kowtowed and begged for mercy.
"Why spare your life?"
"You, the King of Zhou, behave upright and you are the head of the clan. What are you afraid of?"
"As long as you don't rebel, what else can I do to you?"
"What do you dare to do to you?"
"Everyone is very sharp-tongued. If I say one thing, you will have ten thousand words waiting for me!"
"I don't want to do this, I don't want to do that!"
"Besides listening to music, what else do you like?"
Zhu Qiyu was furious: "Ask yourselves, how long have you been in the capital? How long have you been staying at the Goulan Guild Hall?"
"Do you still need me to name them one by one?"
"I don't want you to do your business, but if I keep you listening to music, you will all be very happy!"
"Don't forget, the clan sets an example for all the people in the world!"
"And you, King Zhou!"
"You don't have a clean bottom, but you help the clan in every way!"
"What to do?"
"Are you crazy about being a sect leader?"
"Do you still have thoughts that you shouldn't have?"
King Zhou was sweating like rain, and regretted standing up for the clan.
He had no son, so what could he do if he was allowed to flood the sky after his death?
But he relied on his own lineage to be close to the emperor.
The first king of Zhou, Zhu Ju, was the fifth son of Emperor Taizu and was very close to Emperor Taizong.
Therefore, the lineage of King Zhou and the lineage of Taizong are very close.
During the reign of Emperor Ren and Xuan, he was extremely friendly to the first King of Zhou.
After Zhu Youdun succeeded to the throne of Zhou Dynasty, Emperor Xuanzong often wrote to him and treated Zhou Fan exceptionally favorably.
Gradually, he developed the demeanor of the head of the clan and had the obligation to advise the kings.
"Wei Chen will never dare to have any inappropriate thoughts!"
"Please give me your Majesty's advice!"
"Wei Chen is just worried about my Zhu family!"
"Wei Chen is over fifty years old, but he still has no son or step-son. A hundred years later, the throne of Zhou will be vacant. I am so ashamed of my late father!"
King Zhou cried and kowtowed.
What he meant was that since I don’t have a son, I definitely don’t have any thoughts that I shouldn’t have.
"Where's Prince Qing? What do you think?" Zhu Qiyu looked at Prince Qing, who was trying to catch the bad guy.
Prince Qing trembled all over: "Every minister is at your Majesty's command!"
It seems you are quite sensible.
"Who else has an opinion?"
"speak out!"
Zhu Qiyu glanced at the clan, as if to say, if anyone doesn't want to live, just say so!
I will help you!
The kings of the clan did not dare to cause fire and quickly kowtowed.
"It is decreed that from today onwards, the title of prince will not be easily granted. Those who have not made great contributions to the country cannot be granted the title of prince!"
"The emperor's son is a county king at birth. Only after he has made great achievements can he be crowned a prince! The county prince does not have a fiefdom, but can join the military department and consult the military aircraft."
"The sons of the county king and the eldest son inherit the throne of the county, and the rest are all named generals of the country. The generals of the country can join the Supervision Department, but supervisors cannot participate in politics."
"The eldest son of a Zhenguo general will inherit the title of Zhenguo general, and the rest will be demoted to the auxiliary generals. They can receive clan salaries and participate in royal business affairs. They are not allowed to engage in politics or the military."
"The eldest son of the general of the auxiliary state will inherit the general of the auxiliary state. The rest will be reduced to common people and their genealogical records will be taken back. They can become officials or generals, participate in the imperial examination, and engage in business and agriculture without restrictions."
"Those who have made great contributions to the generals of the country and the generals of the auxiliary country can regain the title of county king!"
"This is the ancestral system, and the kings of future generations will obey it. Those who don't listen are not my descendants!"
"have you understood?"
Zhu Qiyu had been thinking about it for a long time.
How to tighten the power of the clan, and then train a few talents from the clan to participate in politics and the army to assist the emperor.
But we must not give him military power or give him the opportunity to rebel.
He wanted to unite the clan and ministers into one body, become the foundation of future generations of kings, and control the military power.
Therefore, he ordered the county princes to be counselors for military aircraft, the generals to supervise the country to supervise officials, and the generals to assist the country to engage in business. He did not confer princes with titles, and also cut off the chance of the clan to succeed to the throne.
There was an uproar within the clan.
The few remaining princes were embarrassed.
From now on, even the emperor's sons will not be crowned princes. Who are they?
If you recognize him, he will obediently hand over his title of prince.
If you don’t understand, then go to Zhongdu to keep vigil.
Zhu Qiyu is not only restricting the existing clans, but also restricting future clans.
The reason why the status of the prince is improved is not to confer a prince title.
In fact, he hopes that his descendants can go overseas to expand territories and become overseas emperors.
Therefore, he established that only those who have made great achievements can be made princes. That is to say, only those who have made great achievements in opening up territories overseas can be considered as great achievements, so they can be made overseas princes and vassals of the Ming Dynasty.
There is only one emperor, the Ming Emperor.
Relaxing restrictions on the clan also meant to check and balance civil servants.
However, he must ensure that he lives a long life, otherwise he will die young and the heir to the throne will most likely be the clan.
He must tame the clan like a dog during his lifetime, sealing off those who are capable, and keeping those with average abilities in the central government to check and balance civil servants and ministers.
But the clan is like a sword. Everyone is named Zhu, and they all have the possibility of inheriting the throne. If they are not used properly, they will hurt others and themselves.
He was also thinking about whether it was a bad move for the clan to join politics.
"Your Majesty, I am willing to give up my title of prince!"
King Jing wanted to hug the emperor's thigh completely.
He finally understood that he could change from the king of Liang to the king of Jing just because of the emperor's words.
From that moment on, he knew that it was useless to fight.
As long as the emperor is coaxed to understand, he can have any title.
Zhu Qiyu narrowed his eyes and paused for a moment.
No one spoke except King Jing.
"The prince will not be granted the title in the future, but those who have been granted title in the present generation will remain unchanged."
Zhu Qiyu was very dissatisfied with the ignorance of many princes.
I said it all clearly.
My son, it would be better for you not to be crowned a prince. How can He De become a prince by licking his big face?
Are you more noble than my sons?
"Your Majesty, Wei Chen was originally the king of Duliang, but his virtue is not worthy of the position. When he was a prince, he felt like sitting on pins and needles every day. Therefore, your majesty, please change the title of Wei Chen to the county king."
King Jing kowtowed.
After waiting for a long time, no one raised their head.
It seems that they are unwilling to be demoted to the rank of county king, even if they are asked to enter politics.
"Can a prince change his title at will? Stand down!"
Zhu Qiyu was also depressed. I have set up the stage. Why don't you come up and sing? Can you let me do my stand-up?
King Jing was surprised.
Looking back at the kings, all the princes had sad faces, but the princes were happy.
Because the emperor said that county princes can join the military aircraft department to participate in politics, generals who control the country can join the supervisory department, and generals who assist the country can engage in business.
Having been in the capital for so long, everyone knows what the Military Aircraft Department does. It is a great thing to be able to join the Military Aircraft Department as the Minister of Military Aircraft.
The clan members were overjoyed.
Of course the prince didn't want to.
From the most noble prince to a junior prince.
Moreover, the emperor adopted a four-level enfeoffment system.
But starting from the county king, there are three levels: the county king, the general who governs the country, and the general who assists the country.
The most important thing is that the emperor is not trustworthy!
Today I can let you participate in politics. When the Ming Dynasty loses its prince, the emperor will definitely turn his back and take back the power of making the princes participate in politics!
Holding Tianxian in his mouth depends entirely on his mouth!
The problem is that this mouth has no credibility at all!
How many times have the kings been deceived by him?
Still want to lie to us?
no way!
Outside Fengtianmen, the atmosphere became tense.
Outside the palace.
Cao Jixiang investigated all the kings of Ning Fan.
However, he received an imperial edict to investigate the Zhou vassal.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Cao Jixiang rode to Gong Shao's mansion.
Just kick the door down.
Gong Shao is the younger brother of Princess Zhou. He was originally the guest of honour, and the official in charge of the royal family.
Later, because his sister married into the prince's palace as a second string, he was named the commander of the guard.
Gong Mansion opened the door.
Gong Shao appeared at the door. He first smelled the stench of tungsten, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and he said cautiously: "My lord, what are you doing when you come to this humble abode?"
Cao Jixiang looked him over.
Although he is a military attache, he still wears a Confucian shirt. He does not like to associate with military attaches. Instead, he recruits some Confucian scholars to recite poems and paint in the mansion and live a wild life.
Cao Jixiang walked in directly.
Walking to the main hall, Cao Jixiang suddenly said: "Gather everyone in your family here."
"Sir, what exactly are you looking for?" Gong Shao asked.
"Didn't you hear the imperial edict?" Cao Jixiang asked.
Gong Shao nodded.
But the imperial edict didn't say, let all my family members show up, right?
Snapped!
Cao Jixiang slapped him in the face: "Then don't you know what I want to investigate? Investigate rebels! Are you a rebel?"
"I'm not the official!" Gong Shao was confused.
"Then why don't you call people over quickly!" Cao Jixiang shouted.
Gong Shao rubbed his face and quickly sent his servants to summon all his family members.
"Sir, it is not convenient for women to see guests..."
Cao Jixiang glanced at him: "Is it convenient to pick up guests?"
Gong Shao was stunned for a moment and then became furious.
Snapped!
Cao Jixiang slapped him again: "I have no time to talk nonsense with you. If you say another word, I will go to the patrol camp and be imprisoned!"
Gong Shao couldn't bear the pain and could only ask someone to call him.
Although his family is a relative of the princess, he still has to suffer in the capital.
But the king of Zhou was special.
After Taizong's lineage succeeded to the throne, they gave preferential treatment to the Zhou king's lineage for a special reason.
Cao Jixiang sat on the chair.
Gong Shao stood aside and did not serve tea. This was a very rude behavior.
Fang Xing received Cao Jixiang's look.
Walking out of the main hall, he pulled out his sword and chopped down a slave: "Hurry up! The camp governor doesn't have time to waste time with you! If you keep talking, I'll kill them all!"
Gong Shao saw the blood and was shocked: "Sir, how can you kill people at will?"
"kill?"
Cao Jixiang looked at him: "Did I kill anyone? Are they just slaves? Are they human beings? Do you treat them as human beings? Huh?"
Gong Shao was speechless.
There was no slave status in the Ming Dynasty, so a group of godsons and goddaughters appeared, changing the soup without changing the medicine.
"The governor will give you half a cup of tea. If everyone fails to come, all of them will be put to death!"
Cao Jixiang said coldly.
"Sir, my sister is Princess Zhou. It's okay for you to bully the good. Our Gong Mansion is not a place where anyone can act wild!"
Clay figures also have three points of fire energy.
Gong Shao fled.
However, Cao Jixiang stood up slowly: "Then you know that King Jingzhou and King Ning have been executed for their rebellion!"
"Your Majesty ordered this governor to investigate King Zhou. Your Majesty suspects that King Zhou is involved!"
"Which do you think is more important, His Majesty's imperial edict, or the gate of Prince Zhou's Mansion?"
Plop!
Gong Shao's body went limp and he fell to the ground in fear.
He muttered to himself: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty?"
"Gong Shao, don't think that you will look down on eunuchs just because you have read the books of sages for a few days!"
"In my eyes, you are just a little ant!"
"Crush him to death as much as you want!"
The eunuch is so petty!
If you look at me and don't show me tea, it's all a sin!
Even if Gong Shao is not guilty, Cao Jixiang has already marked him with a cross in his heart.
He will die worse than Yu Xiang!
"Please forgive me! This official's words and deeds are shameful. Please forgive me!"
Gong Shao immediately knelt down and said, "Butler, hurry up and show me some tea!"
"I don't like drinking tea." Cao Jixiang didn't drink the tea served later!
Gong Shao nodded stupidly, really believing it.
It was almost time, and Cao Jixiang walked out of the inner hall.
The Gong family was quite neat, and they all appeared in the courtyard.
The torches burned brightly, illuminating the entire courtyard.
"Women don't have to shrink back. This governor is not a devil and I won't do anything to you!"
Cao Jixiang glanced around and saw several well-dressed literati, and asked, "Are those literati your family members?"
Gong Shao swallowed and whispered, "He is a friend of the lower official."
"friend?"
Cao Jixiang frowned: "His Majesty's imperial edict orders everyone to go back to their homes. They are not allowed to stay. Those who take them in will be punished."
"Do you regard the imperial edict as nothing?"
Gong Shao was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed quickly: "Your Excellency, listen to the official's explanation. These people are all literati from other places and have no residence in Beijing, so they are temporarily staying at the official's home."
Cao Jixiang began to wonder: "Literati from outside?"
"When did you arrive at your house?"
Gong Shao shrank his head: "I came to Beijing with my subordinates."
"When did you meet?" Cao Jixiang asked again.
"On the way to Beijing!"
Cao Jixiang asked someone to bring a few people over and pointed at one of them: "What's your name?"
The man knelt on the ground and said his name was Li You.
"In what year did you become a Jinshi?"
"Students are talented people!" Li You replied.
"Xiucai?"
Cao Jixiang took a torch, walked over, and illuminated his face with the light of the fire: "The accent sounds like he's not from here. Where are you from?"
"He is from Nanzhili and came to Beijing to visit." Gong Shao answered for him.
"play?"
"Then why are you staying in your house temporarily?"
Cao Jixiang came closer to him, smelled the smell of alcohol, and looked back at Gong Shao: "Did you drink tonight?"
"No!" Gong Shao replied.
"You haven't been drinking, so where does the smell of alcohol come from?"
Cao Jixiang frowned: "Is he going out?"
Gong Shao didn't know either, but Li You's eyes were timid.
"Gong Shao, is he always in your house? Does he suddenly disappear?" Cao Jixiang was suspicious.
"Sir, I really don't know!" Gong Shao shook his head.
"Li You, what are you doing in his house?"
Cao Jixiang threatened him: "If you don't tell me, I will have one of your fingers chopped off! I'll take it seriously!"
Li You talked about reciting poems and painting.
"Only reciting poems and painting? Take out the poems you wrote and let the governor have a look." Cao Jixiang felt that these literati were very strange.
If a scholar visiting Beijing doesn't prepare for the provincial examination at home, what's there to do?
It doesn't look like he comes from a rich family, otherwise he wouldn't stay in someone else's house.
Then it would be very strange to come to Beijing for a visit.
Li You lowered his head.
Cao Jixiang understood a little bit: "Recruit from the facts!"
"My lord, it's more of a dissolute act." Li You answered cautiously.
Cao Jixiang looked at Gong Shao suddenly.
Gong Shao's wife also looked at him.
"Just continue to discuss poetry. Although Xiaguan is a military officer, he has also been elected and likes to read poetry." Gong Shao supplemented.
Cao Jixiang suddenly asked: "If you hear a broken willow in the flute, pick it up."
Gong Shao was dumbfounded: "Excuse me, sir. Please say it again."
"When I hear a broken willow in my flute, what's the next sentence?"
Gong Shao didn't know. He looked at Li You and then at the few literati. They all looked at each other and no one knew.
"You don't know Li Taibai's familiar poems? What kind of books are you reading? Silver books!"
Cao Jixiang shouted: "Why don't you recruit me from the ground up!"
Seeing that he couldn't hide it anymore, Gong Shao cried and said, "Sir, my lord, I do have some little quirks..."
The blade was placed on Gong Shao's neck.
"The governor is not interested in hearing your nonsense!"
Cao Jixiang glanced around: "Tell me, do these people suddenly disappear and then appear again?"
With the cold blade on his neck, Gong Shao didn't dare to hide it anymore: "Yes."
Li You saw that something was not going well and subconsciously wanted to run away.
As a result, Fang Xing kicked him over and tied up several people with ropes.
Gong Shao was stunned.
"Say!" Cao Jixiang's knife pressed on Gong Shao's neck, and blood gushed out.
Gong Shao said: "The lower official thought they were pitiful, so he brought them into the palace... ah!"
Cao Jixiang pressed the blade into his leather jacket.
"I don't want to hear nonsense!"
"They like to drink and go to pubs to drink. Sometimes they come back very drunk, and sometimes they don't come back until the next day!"
Gong Shao was frightened: "Xia Guan, just pretend that you don't know. After all, there are not many literati who are willing to go wild with Xia Guan..."
Cao Jixiang didn't want to hear these words and asked: "Go out often?"
"Not often, basically once every ten days or so."
These people should not be literati.
Instead, go out and connect.
Something to do with the people in the basement.
But why are they hiding in Gong Shao's house?
He also has to endure Gong Shao's little hobby.
"Don't you find anything wrong with these people?" Cao Jixiang asked.
Gong Shao cried and said, "Sir, please tell me the truth!"
"The promotion of people to lower officials is a matter of operation!"
"The lower official likes to recite poetry and paint, but he can't read poetry. He just talks nonsense about a few bad poems under the influence of alcohol!"
"They like to praise Xiaguan, and Xiaguan just likes to listen!"
"Those serious scholars in the guild hall all look down upon me."
"My family is not a rich family, nor is it a powerful person in the court. I have a few friends who are willing to be arty, and I am content with being a low-ranking official."
"Pooh!"
Cao Jixiang spat: "I even think you are dirty!"
However, this kind of thing is really an elegant thing, which comes from the style of Wei and Jin Dynasties.
The Ming Dynasty strictly prohibited it, but it was banned repeatedly.
Gong Shao burst into tears.
"Why are you clinging to such a thing?" Cao Jixiang looked at Li You.
He couldn't figure it out. If he wanted to escape, he could just find a normal family. Why did he have to hide in Gong Shao's house?
Li You and others refused to speak.
These people are of great use and cannot be killed.
Cao Jixiang simply put the knife on Gong Shao's neck.
Gong Shao was confused, how could I know! Go and ask them!
"I would like to ask you, think about it, what attracts them?" Cao Jixiang asked.
"Perhaps they are also of the same mind? Ah!"
Gong Shao screamed.
The blade pressed into the back of his neck and blood spurted out.
"If you keep talking nonsense, I will chop off your head!" Cao Jixiang held the knife in one hand and pressed the back of the knife with the other.
Gong Shao didn't dare anymore.
"My subordinates don't even know!"
"think!"
"I can't think of it!" Gong Shao cried.
Cao Jixiang winked at Fang Xing.
Fang Xing dragged out a man and put a knife on his neck: "If you can't figure it out, I'll kill one of you in an instant! Until you figure it out!"
puff!
He cut one first.
Gong Shao's brother fell in a pool of blood.
"I really don't know!"
puff!
Gong Shao's son died.
After a moment, Fang Xing killed someone. He didn't lie.
"Don't kill, don't kill, let me think about it, think about it!" Gong Shao collapsed.
Cao Jixiang waved his hand, always leaving people with a glimmer of hope.
"iron!"
"It's iron!"
Gong Shao didn't dare to say it, but he had to say: "My family has pig iron, they must be plotting against my pig iron!"
Cao Jixiang was stunned for a moment: "What did you say? Pig iron? Smuggling?"
"Sir, it's not smuggling, it's not smuggling. My family has an iron mine in Henan..." Gong Shao quickly explained.
The mine he was talking about was the mine of the Zhou Palace, which was a reward from the emperor.
"Where are you in the capital?" Cao Jixiang asked.
Gong Shao said: "Recently, the price of iron in the capital has been high, so I asked my guys to transport it from Henan and sell it on the black market."
This is a beheading business.
The mines awarded to the princes and ministers were purchased by the court and were not allowed to be sold privately.
"Sir, my family's mine is legal. It was given to King Zhou by Emperor Taizong, and King Zhou subcontracted it to my family!"
Gong Shao didn't dare to say anything anymore. He met Cao Jixiang's murderous eyes.
The court is extremely sensitive to iron.
In the three battles in Mobei, Oara and Tatar, the soldiers and equipment were not bad at all. The emperor was puzzled as to how the ironware flowed into Mobei.
Found it this time!
Gong Shao's so-called black market is the recycling of the gang in the basement.
After the transfer, the standard ordnance was sent to Mobei and sold at a high price.
Soldiers from Mobei took weapons produced by the Ming Dynasty and robbed the people of the Ming Dynasty.
What a good business!
"It can be subcontracted to your home, but selling it is illegal!"
"You, Gong Shao, are the people to be promoted."
"Don't you know?"
Cao Jixiang waved his hand and ordered everyone to kill all the Gong family!
"Sir, please spare my life!"
Gong Shao went crazy: "I told you everything, don't kill me, please spare the lives of my family!"
Cao Jixiang smiled: "I am helping you."
"If you go to prison, you will be even worse."
"Don't you know where the iron will go?"
"On this case, King Zhou will die!"
"I am helping you by letting you die first!"
Gong Shao screamed, you let me see with my own eyes that my whole family died in front of me, but you said you were helping me, you Cao Jixiang is a devil!
"That's Emperor Taizong's reward... ugh!"
Gong Shao's head rolled to the ground.
Cao Jixiang's face showed a fierce look: "Emperor Taizong is so wise and powerful, how can he be worthy of being talked about by a villain like you?"
If Gong Shao didn't mention Emperor Taizong.
Maybe there is still a chance to survive.
Who asked him to seek his own death? Why did he say that the mine was awarded to King Zhou by Emperor Taizong? Are you trying to say that Emperor Taizong was blind?
"Has everything been dealt with?" Cao Jixiang looked at Fang Xing.
Fang Xing quickly knelt on the ground: "All of them died."
"Put a seal on it and leave the two brothers here."
Cao Jixiang exhaled a breath: "Send the news you got to Fan Qing."
Let people send Li You and several others to prison for severe interrogation.
These people in Gong Shao's Mansion should have detailed information about the pig iron sales situation at Gong Shao's house.
"Battle Superintendent, why do we need to support the people of Dongchang?" Tang Xian asked.
"Remember, the Emperor is waiting anxiously in the palace, and the factory guards and patrol battalions are all serving the Emperor!"
"His Majesty is watching everything we do."
"No fighting among ourselves."
Cao Jixiang knew very well that the city gate could not be closed for a long time.
The emperor should be humble.
After Yu Qian led his army into Beijing, the city gate opened.
Therefore, there is not much time left for him.
The emperor wanted to rectify the king of Zhou.
Is it just a matter of rectifying a mere King of Zhou?
Aren't the kings of Qin, Shu, Tang, Qing, Zheng, Jing, Zhao, etc. all the emperor's targets?
"Fang Xing, Tang Xian!"
Cao Jixiang made a decision: "You two, each lead a team. Tang Xian is responsible for checking the merchants, and Fang Xing is responsible for the in-laws of the King of Zhou."
"I obey your orders!"
Fang Xing and Tang Xian had long wanted to lead the team alone and go out to fish.
More than that, Cao Jixiang will continue to split up his forces and divide his troops into multiple groups, all at the same time, and everything must be done quickly.
The news was summarized in Fan Qing's hands.
Fan Qing is already outside the city at this moment.
He was in the basement, found the exit, and followed it all the way.
"Pig iron comes from mines outside Beijing?"
In Fan Qing's eyes, a complete supply chain gradually became clear.
"Then where will the transferred ordnance be sent?"
Lu Gao led Tiqi to help: "Master Fan, I believe that the top priority is to capture these people."
He is eager to achieve meritorious service.
Fan Qing shook his head: "Master Lu, don't worry, as long as we figure out the transportation route of this group of thieves, they won't be able to escape."
Lu Gao didn't understand.
"These fools dare not walk in the wilderness." Although the Dongchang fans led by Fan Qing had no horses, they were all fat and strong.
They also have night blindness, but it is milder.
All those born in Mudlegs have night blindness and cannot see at night.
At the same time, there are wild beasts outside the city and there may be bandits.
Walking at night is very unsafe.
Lu Gao revealed it in a few words: "Master Fan, you mean that this group of people has a foothold outside the city?"
"Bring me the map!"
"Torch!"
He used the light of the torch to look at the village outside Andingmen outside Beijing.
"In which village do you suspect this group of people are hiding?"
Fan Qing shook his head: "I suspect that certain villages are the strongholds of these people!"
"The ordnance they contracted out from the Beijing camp."
"Needs to be shipped and sold."
"So, there must be a place to stay outside the city."
"The place needs to be big, and no one can doubt it."
"When we came out of the tunnel, it was calm all the way. The group of people was nowhere to be seen, which just shows that they are nearby."
Fan Qing was not panicked at all.
Lu Gao admires Fan Qing's ability to handle cases.
There is a god named Zhou Xuan in Dali Temple, who is famous in the capital.
They walked and talked.
"Master Fan speculates, where did those ordnance go?" Lu Gao also relaxed and took his hand away from the waist knife.
"Mobei!"
Fan Qing uttered two words coldly.
"Doesn't that mean that the equipment of the Oara and Tatars are more elite than our Ming army?" Lu Gao was slightly surprised.
Fan Qing was about to speak.
call out!
An arrow shot through the air.
Fan Qing threw down Lu Gao as fast as he could, and at the same time shouted: "The enemy is attacking! Get down!"
Lu Gao subconsciously wanted to overthrow Fan Qing.
The enemy attack was discovered only with hindsight.
"Don't panic, everyone!"
"Put out the torch, it's dark, they can't see us!"
"Don't panic!"
Lu Gao took out his sword, lay down on the ground, and put his ear to the ground: "In the northeast!"
call out!
As soon as he finished speaking, an arrow struck the sound.
Lu Gao on one side of his body.
The arrow struck the ground and he escaped unharmed.
"How are you sure?" Fan Qing asked.
"Believe me, you're right!"
Lu Gao's head was covered with sweat: "Master Fan, you cover me and I'll crawl over."
Neither Dongchang nor Tiqi were equipped with crossbows.
At this moment, the enemy was shooting arrows, and they were helpless.
Lu Gao has never been on the battlefield.
But he desperately wanted to gain His Majesty's favor, and if he wanted to get ahead, he might as well risk his life.
Lu Gao is in front and Fan Qing is behind.
Two people crawled on the ground.
Lu Gao smiled, he was not the only one who wanted to make meritorious deeds.
"Is it an ambush?" Lu Gao asked.
"No, it's a police sentry. We have found them."
Fan Qing recalled the map: "Which village is this?"
"Fangjiazhuang." Lu Gao remembered clearly.
"This Fangjiazhuang is one of the strongholds."
Fan Qing is sure.
Lu Gao lay on the ground and listened again, and immediately frowned: "It's broken, more people are coming!"
"Get rid of this first!" Fan Qing regretted that he should have borrowed a few people from the horse-breeding army to bring crossbowmen and gunmen.
He didn't expect that he would walk into someone's home.
Lugao pointed ahead.
just in front.
Fan Qing took a sneak peek. His vision was very blurry, but it looked like there was a small tree.
"Behind the tree!" Fan Qing was ambiguous.
Lu Gao couldn't care about that much anymore.
The hand holding the knife was covered in sweat.
He first gathered his strength, and then rushed out as if he was desperate.
Slash it with a knife.
The crossbowman, belatedly realizing the danger, immediately activated the crossbow machine.
Lugao groaned.
But the crossbowman fell to the ground.
The blade followed his head and split him in half.
"Injured?" Fan Qing came over.
"Stop being so nagging, take the crossbow and find a tree to hide from!"
Lu Gao got an arrow in his stomach.
But it's worth it, kill a crossbowman and get a crossbow.
Fan Qing took the quiver from the man's hand.
He put the crossbow on his waist, picked up the Lugao on his back, found a tree, and put the Lugao on the ground.
At the same time, a whistle came from a parallel direction.
It's like telling a secret code.
Fan Qing and Lu Gao looked at each other, neither of them knew how to do it.
"Direction!" Fan Qing asked Lu Gao.
"I'm a dog, let me listen to everything!"
Lugao listened.
Pointed in a direction.
Fan Qing could only shoot blindly.
According to the direction of the previous crossbowman, shoot the other one.
call out!
After Fan Qing confirmed again and again, he activated the crossbow.
After shooting, run away.
"Grandma, take me with you!" Lu Gao was anxious.
Fan Qing's arrow must have hit the target.
But only the crossbowman was injured. The crossbowman was so angry that he fired arrows wildly in this direction.
"ah!"
Lugao screamed again and was hit by an arrow in his leg.
Fortunately, Fan Qing changed his position.
"Damn it, you're a dead Taoist friend rather than a poor Taoist, right?" Lu Gao was furious.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Lu. After completing the task, my brother will treat you to a drink."
They are equal.
Call each other adults.
"Bah, I took this arrow for you. If I just had a drink, wouldn't I be dead?" Lu Gao's tone was rough and arrogant, and it was easy to win people's favor.
"A lifetime of wine is guaranteed to you, brother!" Fan Qing said with a smile.
"That's a deal?"
Lu Gao was fawning over Fan Qing.
After tomorrow, Fan Qing will probably skyrocket.
He Lugao didn't know when he would have such a good life.
"deal!"
Fan Qing heard the sound of walking, stretched his head out of the tree trunk, and shot blindly.
He couldn't see clearly even in Mahakala.
It's all about feel.
As a result, he was lucky and the crossbowman was killed.
"More people are coming!" Lu Gao gasped.
"I should have known it was daytime!"
The good officers and soldiers ended up with only one crossbow and two people.
"withdraw!"
Fan Qing carried Lu Gao on his back.
Run back quickly.
There should be only two police posts in this village.
"Brothers, retreat quickly!"
Fan Qing was sure he couldn't afford to offend him. When he first opened the basement, the gang of thieves were extremely fierce. This time they bumped into each other in the middle of the night, they were in danger.
"etc!"
Lu Gao, who was lying on Fan Qing's back, suddenly said: "Get down, don't move!"
"What's wrong?" Fan Qing asked.
"It sounds like a large number of cavalry are coming!" Lu Gao put his ears on the ground and listened carefully.
Fan Qing also lay down and listened, and there was really the sound of horse hooves.
They looked at each other and saw that it was the Henan Army!
"The Henan Army should enter Beijing through Chaoyang Gate. Why did they bypass Anding Gate?" Fan Qing frowned.
They heard the cavalry.
The other party also heard it, and the whole Fangjiazhuang was in chaos.
The sound of horse hooves became increasingly clear.
Getting closer and closer, I saw a knight, wearing armor, leading a group of cavalry, galloping in this direction as fast as possible.
Those who dare to ride late at night must be extremely skilled in riding, and they are also the best among the best in the military.
"It doesn't look like a Han Chinese!" Lu Gao said suddenly.
Fan Qing was surprised.
"I smell a smell of mutton."
Lu Gao not only has good ears, but also has a good nose.
"Don't care who they are. They must be officers and soldiers running so fast outside Beijing in the middle of the night." Fan Qing winked at Xiao Wu.
Let Xiao Wu lead the cavalry in this direction.
After a while.
The cavalry is getting closer and closer. The leading knight is wearing armor and has excellent riding skills.
Suddenly, the reins were tightened and the war horse neighed. He turned over and jumped down. He cupped his fists towards Fan Qing and opened his mouth and said in broken Chinese: "This general is Ah Jin."
Ah Jin?
Fan Qing had never heard of this name.
"I am the deputy commander of the Henan Army!"
Although they are collectively called an army, they will be divided into individual garrison posts when they reach the local level. During wartime, each garrison post will form the Henan Army.
As a result, three people are at the same level.
"Is General Ajin a naturalized Mongolian?" Fan Qing understood a little bit. Some of the Henan Army died in battle, and elites were selected from the prisoners to join the Henan Army.
"I am a Han Chinese!"
Ah Jin proudly pointed at the army behind him: "We are all Han!"
But they all held scimitars and couldn't speak Chinese.
After a brief exchange.
Fan Qing learned that Ah Jin led a thousand people to Andingmen to help Fan Qing.
"That group of thieves is in Fangjiazhuang. Please ask General Ajin to conquer this village for us!" Fan Qing handed over.
"Dare you disobey your orders?"
Ah Jin got on his horse.
He liked Tucun the most, and he never thought that if he joined the Ming army, he would encounter such a good thing.
"Wait, try not to kill anyone." Lu Gao said.
Ah Jin frowned and looked at Fan Qing.
"This is Tiqi's deputy commander, Lu Gao."
Fan Qing introduced: "General Ajin, these people are very important to us. Try not to kill them."
"All right!"
Ah Jin was very helpless.
With a signal, the cavalry entered the village directly.
The arrows fired from the opposite direction could not penetrate the armor at all.
Ajin and others quickly entered the village.
"This riding skill..."
Lu Gao was speechless: "No wonder Duke Xing couldn't bear to kill him. His riding skills are among the best among the Ming army. However, the Mobei people's riding skills are so superb. If we give them elite equipment, we really can't defeat them." "
Fan Qing nodded silently.
In front of the cavalry, the thieves were nothing more than chickens and dogs.
In half an hour, the problem was solved.
A Jin sent someone to tell Fan Qing that they were all caught.
Fan Qing quickly entered the village.
I saw arrows all over the window lattice.
The cavalry is collecting arrows.
Obviously, Ah Jin used arrows to drive away the soldiers, and after covering them indiscriminately, he drove his horses into the village, rode on his war horse, and used long weapons against short weapons, just like an adult bullying a child.
Killed over a hundred people.
There are still hundreds alive.
Fan Qing had everyone tied up and then searched the whole village.
Ajin originally wanted to make a profit, and he asked people to fight with their lives in order to make money. They were very aggressive with their money, and they had to risk their lives to make money.
But Fan Qing secretly handed over a banknote worth ten thousand taels.
Ah Jin left with satisfaction.
"Sir, why do you still need to give him money?" Xiao Wu was angry.
That group of foreign cavalry looked down upon them very much.
Xiao Wu wanted to ride a war horse, but was swept down with a long weapon, leaving him disgraced.
"Humanity is wise."
Fan Qing patted him on the shoulder: "You will understand when you are older, Xiaowu, you are still injured, don't work so hard, your health is important."
Xiao Wu is not angry.
Fan Qing began the interrogation.
Lu Gao was carried into the village and treated his wounds by himself under an oil lamp.
"Mom, pull them all out, I'm going to kill them all!" Lu Gao gasped.
Fan Qing was too lazy to pay attention to him.
Find an empty spot and grab everyone.
"Which other village belongs to you?" Fan Qing asked someone to check and found that there were no ordnance in this village.
No one paid any attention to him.
Fan Qing smiled, then struck with a knife.
Torture, who can't do it?
"Brothers, give them some hard work."
Dongchang Fanzi can torture people, and so can the Ti cavalry.
Soon, someone spat.
"It's none of my business, I'm just a craftsman, nothing is under my control!" An old man looked at the bloody scene and was frightened.
"Craftsman? What do you do?" Fan Qing asked.
"Yes, it's a blacksmith."
The old man said: "The wages here are high, so we will work here."
"How long have you been doing this?" Fan Qing asked again.
But a fierce-looking young man rushed over and wanted to kill the old man.
Fan Qing slashed him with a knife.
"Damn it, I don't dare to kill anyone, right?"
Fan Qing looked at everyone fiercely: "Not only him, but all his nine clans must die!"
"Do your nine tribes also want to be buried with you?"
"I am the deputy commander of Dongchang!"
"Don't you know what Dongchang does?"
Everyone stopped.
Fan Qing looked at the old man again: "Say!"
The old man was dumbfounded: "S-Sir, what is Dongchang?"
Fan Qing's eyes were sharp. If you didn't have something in your stomach, you would be damned if you asked this question.
"People from the nine tribes who can kill you." Fan Qing said coldly.
"Then who has the bigger official position, you or the prefect?" the old man asked again.
"If the prefect dares to make a mistake, I will kill him anyway!"
The old man kowtowed in fear: "I said it, I said it all!"
"Say it!"
All the old men gave up.
He was a blacksmith and was recruited to work in the basement for three years.
There are rules for working in the basement. You are not allowed to ask any questions. You can get more wages every month and your wages are not in arrears, but you are not allowed to leave the village.
As for the purpose of making ordnance and where to send it, he had no idea.
"Where are you a blacksmith?"
Fan Qing noticed a small detail: "Your accent doesn't sound like a local."
"Your Majesty, it is clear to me that this villain is a blacksmith from Zhejiang."
"Conscripted by the imperial court to work as a husband."
"In the end, I don't know why, so I stayed here."
"The villain also married a wife here, gave birth to children, and took root here."
Fan Qing was shocked by the old man's words.
A foreign servant was left behind in the capital?
how can that be possible?
"Is the others too?"
The old man nodded, and many craftsmen said that the opening was a variety of dialects.
Nothing is local.
Both the borrowing husbands were forced into Beijing, stayed into Beijing, gave them some money, married their wives and had children in the local area, and were then fixed in Fangjiazhuang.
It is estimated that the household registration in the household is also fake.
Those who do this can be described as magical power.
"Who is the host here?"
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