I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 247 Nine gangsters and four women
"What, more than [-] strong men were captured at one time?" Hearing Jing Hong's big reward, Zhang Xianzhong rubbed his big hands excitedly, and said with a smile: "Go and report to the military division, and make him happy too!"

This time, he got it right.

Mao Yuanyi's "magical calculation" is really amazing, just pinch your fingers casually, you can know which direction and where there is fat to eat...

"By the way, let's go down and slaughter dozens of fat sheep and bring a hundred jars of good wine. We have to celebrate!"

"By the way, please come over to drink and eat meat!"

The little soldier went down happily, Zhang Xianzhong sat on the tiger skin, grinning loudly from time to time.

It's enjoyable, it's really enjoyable.

In the blink of an eye, I have an iron army of thousands of people in my hand, tsk tsk, Emperor Daming Dog, let’s take care of the millions of miles of beautiful mountains and rivers for our old Zhang...

……

Hearing Xiaobing's report, Mao Yuanyi just smiled and said: "Isn't it just eight hundred strong men, that's all they can do? How can we celebrate when we have thousands of troops in the future?

You go and tell His Majesty the Emperor that Shanren still needs to practice, so you don't want to join in the fun. "

The soldier opened his mouth, turned around and left.

In the whole village, everyone knows how powerful the military division is, and they can know the big and small things thousands of miles away with just a pinch of their fingers, which is simply inhuman.

"Miss Li, come, give me another bowl of millet porridge."

After closing the door, Mao Yuanyi slowly drank a bowl of hot porridge, thinking, and tapped lightly on the table with two slender fingers.

"Sir, do we... really want to stay here and rebel?"

Li Sanniang looked carefully at Mao Yuanyi's thin face, and said with concern: "That local turtle emperor, Zhang Xianzhong, is by no means a kind person. He is honest and honest on the surface, but in fact he is greedy for small profits and narrow-minded. When the strength of the stronghold has accumulated, he will definitely kill you.

Sir, it is necessary to be defensive. "

Mao Yuanyi chuckled and said, "Just him?"

He didn't say the rest.

Isn't it just a local turtle?

If the opponent is Zhu Youjian, the idiot emperor, Mao Yuanyi respects him from the bottom of his heart, let alone thinking of rebelling, even if others want to deal with that guy, Mao Yuanyi will not agree.

"People who are self-righteous often do not do well. This is what you said yourself, sir." Li Sanniang covered her mouth and smiled.

Mao Yuanyi laughed loudly, waved his hands and said with a smile: "It's not that I look down on him, but I know his weakness."

"As you said, this person is a villain at heart, but he just wants to do something big. That is unworthy of virtue, and he will be punished by heaven sooner or later.

What we have done is just to let his mentality swell and explode in advance, which is nothing.

A close friend of mine once said that if you want to perish, let him inflate first..."

Li Sanniang blinked, and sighed softly: "Don't say it, these words are quite unreasonable."

……

……

However, in half a month, Erlong Mountain's strength has risen sharply.

Rich food and new firearms.

More importantly, the team quickly expanded to more than 1000 people!
If only there were a batch of war horses...

Zhang Xianzhong worked as a horse dealer in the northern barbarian area and knew the way inside, so once he had spare energy, he began to figure out how to form a cavalry.

On this day, after drinking and eating, he walked to the private courtyard where Mao Yuanyi lived.

Before he could speak, he burst into a hearty laugh: "Hahaha, the military division is overjoyed, the military division is overjoyed!"

Mao Yuanyi was sitting under a tree with a crooked neck and was reading. Hearing what the emperor said, he turned his face slightly, frowned and said, "It's just two or three thousand horses, how can your majesty be so happy?
One day, what if His Majesty has 30 cavalry and 80 infantry? "

Zhang Xianzhong laughed dryly, and said: "It turns out that the military adviser has already made up his mind?"

Mao Yuanyi shook his head, and said calmly: "We need to hurry up on the matter of war horses. It is best to get five or six thousand horses at a time. After a while, I will find a way to get three to five thousand veterans of the Ming Dynasty for Your Majesty, so that you can attack Xi'an." government."

Zhang Xianzhong was taken aback, and said: "Military Master, are you serious?"

Mao Yuanyi said: "Right now, there is great chaos, the people are in dire straits, the Guanzhong area has suffered from severe drought for many years, and the common people have left their homes and dragged their children and children out.

Your Majesty, tell me, what is the most important thing right now? "

"Target a million troops to seize the Great Tomorrow?"

Zhang Xianzhong said a word, suddenly felt a little embarrassed, rubbed his two big hairy hands, and said with a simple smile: "I don't know much about state affairs, I hope the military adviser will not make jokes..."

Mao Yuanyi: "..."

This soil turtle emperor called himself Zhen for a while, and turned into a widow for a while, and said "I" from time to time.

Simply.

"Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven of the True Dragon. How can the mountain people make jokes?" Mao Yuanyi sighed, and said earnestly: "The most important thing right now is to accumulate food widely, build walls high, and become king slowly, Your Majesty..."

"Yes, yes, the widow has forgotten this sentence in the play, I deserve to die!" Zhang Xianzhong laughed loudly, waved his big hand very boldly, and said, "Then hurry up and get food!"

Mao Yuanyi nodded, and said: "That's right, in this world full of wars and horses, chaos and starvation, as long as there is food in hand, whoever is the uncle and the emperor is long live, who cares about your surname Zhang and Zhu?
Therefore, if the Shanren made a plan for His Majesty, he would surely be able to obtain millions of stones of grain.

As for the matter of the horses, His Majesty must hurry up. "

Zhang Xianzhong was overjoyed, but he couldn't help worrying: "Military Master, it's very easy to sell horses from Beiman, as long as we have firearms and food, we can get as many war horses as we want.

only……"

"But what? Your Majesty is worried that after the war horse enters the customs, it will pass through Yan'an Mansion, Qingyang Mansion, and Pingliang Mansion?" Mao Yuanyi put down the scroll in his hand, took out a map from his sleeve and handed it to Zhang Xianzhong.

"This picture, drawn by Naishanren himself, is the gap in the defense of the three prefectures. Not to mention thousands of horses, even if there are [-] to [-] cavalry passing through, the gang of bandits will not find it."

Zhang Xianzhong took the blueprints half-believingly, flipping through them in a daze.

Then, he handed the map back to the military division.

"Hey, the military master knows that I'm a rough person, don't talk about looking at the map, just look at the circles and dots on the paper, I'm already dizzy..."

In a word, he couldn't read it.

"Military division, the matter of selling horses should be done by the military division himself?" Zhang Xianzhong said with a simple and honest smile.

Mao Yuanyi shook his head, and said: "The ruler is short, and the inch is long. Shanren's ability is nothing more than planning the world, marching and deploying troops, and sweeping the world. He is an amateur in the matter of selling horses and selling salt."

Zhang Xianzhong: "..."

Well, the military division's tone is very exaggerated.

"That's fine, that's fine." Zhang Xianzhong held the map and returned to the compound where he lived.

As soon as he entered, his black face darkened.

This damn military division!
He was impeccable in speaking and doing things, and the things he thought about after a lot of thinking naturally came to nothing...

……

After sending Zhang Xianzhong away, Mao Yuanyi picked up the scroll and continued to read it with relish, as if it had nothing to do with him, making Li Sanniang, who came over to refill the tea, shake her head endlessly.

"Can he really sell thousands of war horses?" Li Sanniang asked softly.

"He is a horse dealer in the first place, so such a trivial matter can't be difficult for him," Mao Yuanyi said with a smile: "What he is most afraid of is the land of the three prefectures, for fear that he will be cut off when he passes by.

However, with my map, there will be no shortage of horses on this trip. "

"How do you know the defense of the Three Prefectures?" Li Sanniang asked rather puzzled.

Mao Yuanyi didn't say a word.

The land of the three prefectures, over there is my territory, sir, it is not a matter of saying who to let pass by...

……

While Mao Yuanyi was in the Qinling Mountains, helping the local turtle emperor Zhang Xianzhong to recruit troops and expand his armaments, Li Zicheng, who was far away on Pengbao Island in Taiwan, encountered big trouble.

Something happened in the Daming Song Contest.

Nine gangsters tried to do something wrong with a foreign woman while eating barbecue at the night market in Yujian City.

After encountering fierce resistance, the nine gangsters became furious and fought, dragging one of the women by her hair for hundreds of meters. Wine jars, stools, fists, and boots fell on the woman's head and face like raindrops.

Among the onlookers, some rushed to report the case to the police yamen hundreds of meters away.

Unexpectedly, the people in the yamen were drinking and having fun, and it was not until more than half an hour later that they rushed to the scene of the incident drunk.

After some non-salty questioning.

Seven or eight yamen servants went back.

The four women who were beaten were lying in a pool of blood, moaning and twitching, looking like they were about to die.

Fortunately, several passers-by rescued them and sent them to a nearby hospital, saving their lives...

……

Originally, in troubled times, such street fights were very common.

However, where is Taiwan Pengbao Island?
That is a global entertainment city appointed by the idiot emperor Zhu Youjian, although at present it is only rich businessmen from Fujian, Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Songhu who come to play.

But according to the meaning of the idiot emperor, this place will be the most prosperous place in the entire Ming Dynasty in the future.

When this incident happened, the family members of several injured women ran around, trying to get an explanation.

Unexpectedly, almost all the yamen did not care about this, ignored them, and kicked them around as if they were footballs, and no one came forward to deal with them.

In desperation, those family members began to think of a way.

After hearing about this incident, a down-and-out scholar volunteered to write a doggerel. He wrote the incident in its original form, and spread it among beggars in the streets and alleys.

Immediately afterwards, several "Qing people" who came to participate in the Biao Song Contest heard about this and took the initiative to find it, and asked the scholar to write this into a well-known drama...

For a time, this matter caused an uproar in just three to five days.

Not only the people in the yamen were dumbfounded.

Even Li Zicheng, the idiot emperor's second brother, the owner of Taiwan Pengbao Island, and the owner of Youjian City, was furious when he heard about this.

Before Li Zicheng ordered a thorough investigation of the case, the people on the entire Taiwan Pengbao Island stood up and called for grievances.

At the gate of the city lord's mansion, the people shouting for injustice waited in line...

……

Li Zicheng was dumbfounded.

It has only been a year and a half since the pioneering of this island of Pengbao and today. How come there are so many unjust, false and wrong cases!

Is it...

"My lord, the people outside started making noise and smashing things up. They are simply a bunch of troublemakers, a bunch of mad dogs!"

"Master City Lord, do you want to let the pro-barracks go out to suppress it?"

"Yes, Lord City Master, you can't be merciful to these troublemakers, otherwise, there will be endless troubles..."

……

Hearing the 'remonstration' from his subordinates, Li Zicheng's complexion gradually turned livid, the veins on his forehead flashed suddenly, and his two big hands like cattail leaf fans were hidden in his sleeves, making a clattering sound.

This is the so-called City Lord's Mansion?
This is the Yamen of the Ming Dynasty?
This is what the imperial court ordered the officials to do!
For the Ming Dynasty, Li Zicheng naturally knew that it had long been rotten into pustules, and any place would be ruined and starved to death in the year of the catastrophe, but the government still had to tear down doors and windows from time to time to demand the payment of the so-called Liao pay and border pay... …

If it weren't for the strict decree passed down by the idiot emperor, not to continue to urge the payment of food and salaries, and to waive almost all taxes in the northern provinces, the Ming Dynasty would have been full of bandits and smoke everywhere.

Today, Taiwan, Penghu and Baodao have become like this in just a year and a half, which really puzzles Li Zicheng.

"Those perpetrators, can they have names and surnames?"

Li Zicheng took a deep breath, suppressed his bad breath forcibly, and asked as calmly as possible.

"My lord, one of the nine people is the grandson of the prince..." An official spoke cautiously, peeking at Li Zicheng's face.

Very dark, iron-blue.

The two bushy eyebrows are almost twisted into a hemp rope.

"What else?" Li Zicheng asked.

"There are two more, the grandsons of Eunuch Wei."

"anything else?"

"The other six people are all descendants of wealthy families in the south of the Yangtze River. Although they are not direct bloodlines, they are related to some adults in the imperial court after all. As far as I know, these nine people don't say that they are rampant in Pengbao Island, Taiwan. The land in the south of the Yangtze River and the land of the capital are still people like the devil king of the world, no one dares to provoke them, and they can't afford to provoke them."

"anything else?"

"Also...there is also the fact that after they finished beating people, they went to the Yamen to plead guilty. After explaining the whole story, they left 3000 taels of silver as compensation..."

The official's voice gradually dropped.

Because, he found that his head, face, back, etc. had an inexplicable chill, but under Li Zicheng's gloomy stare, he broke out in a cold sweat several times involuntarily.

This city lord is simply not human.

Isn't it because he is the second brother of the idiot emperor?In this world, whoever has money and food will be a big official, and whoever is the master.

You are a small city lord, a mere third-rank official, born in a poor family, but you are just a muddy leg who has been lucky and eaten shit...

"Come on, please come over to Commander Li of Jin Yiwei."

Li Zicheng let out a foul breath, and calmly passed down the order to seal off the entire Taiwan Pengbao Island.

Especially for Youjian City, the four gates are closed, only allowed to enter, not allowed to exit, and anyone who dares to violate the military order will be killed without mercy.

A group of officials in the City Lord's Mansion looked at each other in blank dismay, and no one dared to speak.

Of course, no one went to convey this order.

Seeing this scene, Li Zicheng's pupils shrank slightly, and then he smiled wryly: "Since everyone thinks this is a bit suspicious, then forget it.

Come here, please invite Commander Li of Jin Yiwei to come over for a drink.

Before my third brother left, he gave me a few altars of imperial wine and was never willing to drink it, so he asked Commander Li to come over to drink and enjoy the moon, hahahaha.

Ha ha! "

Laughter is dry, and its sound is like iron.

(End of this chapter)