"Everyone, my real name is Ma Xianglin, and my ancestor is General Fubo of the Later Han Dynasty and Duke Ma Yuan of Xinxi. My father's name is Shiqianxiacheng, and he is the Xuanfu envoy of Shili Chieftain in Ningfu, Chongqing.
In the thirty-fifth year of Wanli, a silver mine was discovered in Shidi. My father told the truth. He did not want the tax inspector Qiu Chengyun sent by the imperial court to ask for a bribe of ten thousand taels of silver from my father, otherwise the Chongqing government would have to move all the people of Shidi.
Our family has been upright for generations, and we have never taken advantage of our power to accumulate wealth. After discussing with my mother, my father sold her dowry and his own sword, etc., and only got five thousand taels of silver. Qiu Chengyun and his adopted son Qiu Wanliang asked for fifty stone-clad girls in exchange for five thousand taels of silver, but their father sternly refused.
After Qiu Chengyun returned to the capital, he fabricated signs of rebellion against his father. The Jinyi Guards rode into Sichuan to capture my father and imprisoned him in Fusi Prison in Beizhen.
Li Hualong and Li Gong, who was the Minister of Rongzheng at the time, worked with our Shili Tusi Army to put down Yang Yinglong's rebellion in Shu. He knew that my father was loyal to the imperial court. Li Gong stepped forward and reported to the emperor to defend his father's false accusation.
The father and son of the Qiu family saw that the Holy Spirit was so compassionate that they hanged my father in prison, lying that he committed suicide to apologize.
After Qiu Chengyun had done all his evil deeds, he was punished by God and died of a sudden illness. Qiu Wanliang had no backer and was afraid that the imperial censor would impeach him for his past crimes. He fled to the south of the Yangtze River with a group of servants, where he became a bandit and robbed merchant ships, causing trouble for everyone.
The Holy One found out and secretly ordered Ben to go south and lurk. Today, I, together with my brothers from the Sichuan Army, will wipe out Qiu Wanliang and his minions, eliminate traitors for the country, and avenge the family!
The imperial court has orders, but the Association will never follow them. If you are willing to return to Yi and join the army, the imperial court will accept you as a military household and reorganize and resettle you. If you want to return to your hometown to farm, I will not set up any obstacles to prevent you. "
In the dawn, the second boss Niu Chengzhong, no, to be precise, it was Ma Xianglin who had restored his real name, loudly told the whole story to the more than a hundred bandits kneeling on the ground.
The sky was about to rise, and the slanting light of the sky made his face even more angular.
Han Ximeng, who had survived the disaster, relaxed completely and regained some of his lively girlish nature. She looked at the young general sitting upright on the horse, wearing a silver gun and cotton armor, and couldn't help turning her head to Zheng Haizhu and said: "Azhu, do you think this man looks like Zhao Zilong in the opera?"
Zheng Haizhu nodded in agreement, but his thoughts were ups and downs in his heart.
Unexpectedly, this undercover general was actually the son of the famous female general Qin Liangyu in the late Ming Dynasty.
In the history compilation of the past dynasties, except for Wu Zetian who was a serious emperor and was written in the "Benji", other women who could leave their names in official history were either included in "The Story of Martyrs" or "The Story of Concubines".
Only Qin Liangyu, like the male generals in the "History of Ming Dynasty", has his own separate biography.
Because she is really good at fighting.
Since inheriting the post of Xuanfu envoy from her late husband during the Wanli period, she has led her brothers and sons to put out fires for the imperial court. Whether it was the bloody battle of Hunhe River in Liaodong against the late Jin Dynasty, the battle of Sichuan to quell the rebels, or the pursuit battle to annihilate the rogue bandits.
The Qin family is full of high-powered people, and the strength of the Sichuan army reflects the cowardice of the imperial troops such as Jingying and Guan Ning.
"Miss Zheng, what you just threw out was a smaller kerosene cannon? How could you have such a thing?"
Huang Zunsu was at the side and asked in a gentle tone, pulling Zheng Haizhu back from his reverie.
Zheng Haizhu looked at Han Ximeng, and after receiving her sign of consent, he respectfully said to Huang Zunsu: "In response to Mr. Huang, that is Porcelain Thunder. Although my brother was a civil servant during his lifetime, he loved reading books such as "Fire Attack Questions and Answers", and I also I have dabbled in the collection of books at home. This porcelain mine is similar to the method of making the fire oil cannon, except that the iron ball is replaced by a porcelain bottle. In addition to gunpowder, it is also filled with iron needles or iron hooks. It looks like our women It’s a rouge and gouache bottle for human use, so when my lady and I were robbed yesterday, the one-eyed dragon rummaged through our bags and only took away the silver, but didn’t notice anything strange about the porcelain bottle.”
Han Ximeng was grateful that Huang Zunsu had just saved his life from Xu Aliu's sword, and thinking that he was already an official of Songjiang Mansion, he added calmly: "Master Huang, it is not appropriate for the private sector to develop such firearms, little girl. I understand. Your Excellency is going to take office in my Songjiang Mansion. At that time, I will ask Haizhu to send the French pattern of porcelain thunder she drew and several other porcelain thunders at home to the government office and hand them over to you."
Huang Zunsu nodded slightly: "Very good."
His dazzling smile, the reserve in the dark room last night, and the nervousness during the fight just now, no longer left any trace, and the whole person looked much younger than Li Li.
Zheng Haizhu looked at it and thought to himself, he didn't expect Huang Zongxi's father to be so good-looking. With Ma Xianglin, one was elegant, dignified, graceful, and the other handsome and heroic. When he stood among these hundreds of people, he really stood out from the crowd. Everyone else has become a backdrop.
Over there, after Ma Xianglin finished explaining the matters of cleaning the battlefield and counting the surrendered bandits, Ma Xianglin paced over. He was about to ask Huang Zunsu and the two girls how to return to Songjiang, when he saw a few Sichuan soldiers leading five or six knights in the direction of the village gate. , go this way.
"aunt!"
The boy on one of the horses shouted in surprise, nimbly dismounted, and galloped over.
It was Zheng Shoukuan who went to report to the official and met his father's old friend.
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Ma Xianglin stared at the middle-aged general next to Zheng's aunt and nephew.
Although he could look at the opponent who was also tall and tall, but coming from a military family, he could clearly feel that the opponent had a battlefield power and was invisibly pressing towards him.
The veteran general of the Liaodong Frontier Army lived up to his reputation.
"Sir Huang, General Ma," the other party put away his waist badge from the Ministry of War, and said to Huang Zunsu and Ma Xianglin, "God has mercy on Youcao. I thought that my virtuous brother from the Zheng family would bless me and allow me to stay at the Inspection Department, and I would meet the guard. Kuan. I just didn’t expect that the inspection department was in cahoots with the bandit leader, and the guide they sent deliberately took a detour to delay my rescue. Damn it, someone came to report the news first!"
The middle-aged general already knew the identities of Ma Xianglin and Huang Zunsu, so the few words he spoke were somewhat polite.
But as he spoke, he showed the roughness of a warrior. While cursing his mother, he turned around like a chicken, picked up the two pawns, and threw them in front of Ma Xianglin.
A soldier shouted at the top of his voice: "Hero, spare your life. This is the order of Deputy Inspector Chen. How can you disobey me?"
Ma Xianglin had excellent ears and memory, and he immediately recognized that this was the person who shouted outside the west city battlement last night. He must have happened upon the Sichuan soldiers browsing the battlements at that time.
Ma Xianglin returned the courtesy to the middle-aged military general and said: "Thank you general for sending these two witnesses. I will definitely report to the court the collusion between officials and bandits here. By the way, I will go to the south of the Yangtze River to lurk at the beginning of next year and leave the capital for a long time. I heard that Jian Nurhachi from this state actually became a Khan on his own this year?"
Ma Xianglin asked about Daming's affairs in a pleasant tone, but in his heart he was wondering about the other party's identity.
This middle-aged military general claimed to be an old man from the Zheng family, and he was a well-known person with a token issued by the Ministry of War. He also came to rescue people in the middle of the night. Logically speaking, he had no reason not to trust him.
However, the other party said that he had known Zheng's brother ten years ago and had never met Zheng Haizhu and Zheng Shoukuan. He was able to recognize each other this time because he heard Zheng Haizhu's name and saw that Zheng Shoukuan's appearance was quite similar to his father.
No wonder the girl from the Zheng family looked confused and confused when they met just now.
Ma Xianglin then went to see Zheng Haizhu in front of everyone, without hiding the searching look in his eyes.
Zheng Haizhu's expression at this time was even weirder.
No one present could guess the strange reason - she heard the middle-aged military general announcing his family name: Liaodong Aihui garrison, Mao Wenlong.
