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

Chapter 295 It's time to stab the knife
After a day and a night.

Three poles in the sun.

Mao Wenlong had just gotten up, and his steps were somewhat staggering, with his hands behind his back, secretly poking his thumbs against the left and right waist eyes, walked out of the commander's mansion, and walked towards the large tent of the Chinese army.

This is Mao Wenlong's habit and also his rule.

Every morning when I get up, the first thing is to go to the barracks and have breakfast with those soldiers and generals.

However, he came a bit late today, a pot of mutton soup has been reheated seven or eight times, but several soldiers are still perseveringly busy.

When Mao Wenlong walked into the big tent, a soldier was about to take down the pot of mutton soup, intending to reheat it, but he met Mao Wenlong at the door, and the two collided when they opened the heavy curtain.

bang.

The soup bowl fell to the ground and smashed to pieces.

The soldier turned pale with fright, hurriedly said "Forgive me, Commander", and squatted down to clean up the pieces of the soup basin on the ground.

Then, he was dumbfounded.

The mutton soup was poured on the ground, and there were wisps of light gray smoke, curling around, which looked really pretty.

"poison……"

The soldier's face was pale, and he quickly raised his head to look at Mao Wenlong. The fear, despair and confusion in his eyes made Mao Wenlong stunned for a while.

"Get up," Mao Wenlong didn't change his face, walked slowly to the big table in the middle of the big tent, and sat down slowly, "Who brought this soup? Who did it go through? Who is the officer on duty of the Huotou Army?"

Mao Wenlong's voice was neither high nor low, and he didn't see any emotional fluctuations. To the light-hearted man's ears, it was like thunder on the ground, rumbling.

"Marshal, this soup was served by the subordinates himself, without the hands of others, Xu Wuzhou, the duty officer of the Huotou Army..."

Mao Wenlong nodded slightly, and said, "As long as it's not you who poisoned me."

The soldier was scared out of his wits long ago, and just lay down on the ground, constantly saying, "This subordinate deserves to die, this subordinate deserves to die".

According to the rules, this soldier should be damned. As a soldier, he must taste every drink and food before serving it. To be so reckless, even if the poison was not poisoned by him, it is still a serious crime.

"Li Tong, how many years have you followed me?" Mao Wenlong asked.

"Seven years." Li Tong said harshly.

"Seven years...you can go home quietly now. I'll have someone do a formality for you later. When you return to the countryside, work hard on farming." Mao Wenlong said coldly:
"This is a serious crime for you, but you also saved my Mao Wenlong's life in the chaos. I won't pursue today's matter. I will let you live, and you and I will be cleared, how about it?"

"Commander!" Li Tong kowtowed a few times, his forehead was dripping with blood, and begged in a low voice: "Commander, this subordinate deserves to die, please ask him to behead his subordinate!"

Mao Wenlong sighed secretly, shook his head and said: "It's not easy to want to die? In this troubled world, human life is like a weed. How many people's necks and backbones can be broken by a random wind?
You, better go home.

I remember that you still have an old lady. Over the years, you have followed this commander to fight here and there, so it can be considered that I, Mao Wenlong, owe your old lady a favor. After you go back, serve her well. "

While talking, Mao Wenlong waved his hand wearily, letting Li Tong go.

He is a little tired.

want to kill.

But he knew in his heart that this was not Li Tong's fault, the person who poisoned him must have been someone else, this kind of messy thing made his forbearance finally reach the verge of breaking out.

If the soldier in front of him stayed for a while longer, he was worried that he would not be able to suppress the anger in his heart.

"Commander, my subordinate... has no home," the soldier knelt on the ground, weeping and said, "Three years ago, my mother passed away... Commander, when my mother is gone, my family is also gone.

Marshal, just let Li Tong die, this is my fault, and he deserves death! "

The veins on Mao Wenlong's forehead twitched for a while, then he let out a breath and said, "Okay, then you can stay, but you don't have to die... someone!"

Mao Wenlong greeted, and a dark-faced veteran stepped in quickly, bowed to salute, but did not speak.

"Someone poisoned my food today, go check and see who did it." Mao Wenlong said.

The veteran nodded silently, took a look at Li Tong, went to the door and squatted down beside the pile of pottery fragments, dipped his fingers in a little soup, and put it on the tip of his tongue.

Then, closing your eyes, as if savoring a delicious meal, you give a wacky smile.

"Wubu ginseng, by the riverside in the far north of Liaodong, there is a kind of ginseng on some mountains. Its shape is similar to ordinary ginseng, and it is not poisonous. However, once this ginseng is mixed with the gastric juice of cattle, sheep and livestock, it will produce A kind of poison was produced, the victim's liver and intestines were broken, and after three days and three nights of wailing, he died miserably."

The veteran's complexion was dark, his figure was short and thin, and his voice was very rigid when he spoke, as if he hadn't spoken for many years.

Mao Wenlong waved his hand and said, "Go and investigate, don't leave anyone alive."

The veteran clasped his fists, turned and walked out of the big tent.

"Call some of your own soldiers, and spread the news of my poisoning." Mao Wenlong gave an order, and lay down on the table, his face turned pale instantly, and white foam slowly overflowed from the corners of his mouth.

Li Tong was stunned, and immediately rushed forward, shouting loudly: "Marshal, Marshal!"

"Come on, pass on the military doctor!"

"The handsome is poisoned!"

……

After a cup of tea, Zhu Youjian, the idiot emperor who was far away in the capital, held a piece of paper, showing a strange look, and muttered to himself: "Mao Wenlong is poisoned? Who poisoned it?

Geng Zhongming?Is it gratifying?Kong Youde?
Or the Jiannu dog emperor Mang Gurtai?Wu Xiang?Zu Dashou..."

Hongliu, who was squatting aside, was also lost in thought.

The battle was imminent, and Mao Wenlong was actually poisoned in his own barracks?

What's more, it's a coincidence that such a dirty thing happened on the second day when Geng Zhongming, Shang Kexi, and Kong Youde openly rebelled, which really makes people have to think about it for a moment.

"Young Master, could it be Geng Zhongming, Shang Kexi, Kong Youde..."

"Motive, but no proof."

"It seems that everyone is suspected, but no one has evidence."

"Send a letter to Mao Yuanyi and let him guess. I'm a big idiot. I eat, drink, whore and gamble. This kind of thing is too brain-intensive."

"Ah."

"By the way, the matter of Mao Wenlong has also reminded me that from now on, we will need to add a few more layers to our diet and daily life... No, add a hundred layers of protection. Cao Gong, Mao Yuanyi, Xu Guangqi, Song Yingxing and others, you Remind them one by one, too."

"it is good."

"When the world is in chaos, the morals of the world will also be in chaos, and some dirty tricks will come into play. Let's not give those people a chance and suffocate them to death, haha."

Red Willow Girl: "..."

No matter what time, the idiot emperor can still laugh so heartlessly, it's just... so handsome!
"Let's do it," Zhu Youjian laughed a few times, and sat down on his buttocks. "After one or two years of planning, it's time to harvest."

"To Cao Gong, Mao Yuanyi, Cao Wenzhao, Zheng Zhilong, and Li Zicheng, he said that within a month, I want a result."

"Since they are ready to move, let's stab those people's farts a few times!"

"HE~TUI!"

(End of this chapter)