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The snow in the capital seems to be a bit thicker than that outside the pass. It is said that the auspicious snow is a sign of a good year, but for the poor in the capital, they would rather have less snow. In the early morning, a few Nine City soldiers and horses in black robes patrolled The city soldiers were breathing hot air in their hands, cursing and driving the cart. On the cart, the frozen dead people were piled up in bundles on the cart like roe deer hunted in Dongjiang winter.

The sun rose slowly, and those Hanako who were hiding in the Town God's Temple came out in groups. In a short time, they actually blocked half of the street, and they curled up lazily with their arms folded.

Seeing them coming out, those Jiucheng soldiers who were pushing the carts to collect the corpses actually restrained their cursing, and drove the carts to speed up their pace, looking around with a bit of fear.

When people are extremely rich, they desire extravagance, which is terrifying. When people are extremely poor, they are also extremely vicious, even more terrifying than rich people, because the poor have only one life left, and they are not afraid of anything.

A few days ago, it was said that a few non-local scholars were ignorant, and wandered around Sijiu City with the little servants and schoolboys to this area in a daze, but they never saw it when they came in.

These few scholars have some background in the capital. It is said that after reporting to the government, dozens of Jinyiwei rushed in with open fire, and in the end they fished out a few skeletons, and their flesh was shaved off.

Although in broad daylight, these rough-skinned soldiers of mine should not be attacked, but under the palpitating eyes of these Huazi hungry people, they can still walk as fast as they can.

This place is not far from Tonghua Gate. In the early morning, it suddenly became lively, and then walked out of the crowd gathered by Huazi. Before a few people from Nine City Bingmasi breathed a sigh of relief, they immediately looked over in disbelief.

"Why are there so many scholars?"

Birds of a feather flock together, and people are divided into groups. The highest class in the capital is the nobles of the royal family. These people live in the inner city, and the lower-level scholars and civil officials are also close to the root of the imperial city. They are either merchants or poor people near the city gate. People, it is rare to see a few scholars passing by on weekdays, but this time there are hundreds of people gathered.

While these Nine Cities soldiers and horses were in a daze, there was a creak, and the Tonghua Gate burst open, and several four-wheeled carriages that were completely different from the capital's carriages began to rush towards the city, but before entering the city gate, these scholars and scholars, The shameless petty official has already surrounded him like a lunatic.

Amidst the crackling sound, sheep, rotten eggs, stones, and rotten vegetables and leaves were thrown on the ground, and the smashed glass windows slammed. Don't think that literati are all civilized and educated. Yes, it's as ugly as it sounds, but the most common sentence is a traitor!

The news in the court hall is infinitely close to fetching water from a bamboo basket, and it leaks everywhere. Since Emperor Chongzhen questioned Dongjiang, there have been people who have caring attention. Chen Zanzhong and Wang Jiyan returned to Beijing in disgrace. Hou Jinjing directly ignited the small universe in the chests of those scholars and literati who claimed to be righteous in the officialdom, and the siege was inevitable.

This is a great opportunity to become famous!

The chaotic shouting and cursing lasted for a full or two minutes. Only then did the soldiers and horses of the five cities, who had reacted, surrounded them amidst the voices of the commander's dismay, forming a human wall, and forced the convoy into the city, following along However, these literati are still swearing non-stop, as if the capital welcomes not an old general who has guarded the frontier for more than 2 years, but Huang Taiji.

Mao Wenlong also attracted too many eyeballs, no one noticed, followed closely behind the convoy, a Jin Yiwei in a shabby robe, with a bandage on one arm, leading a horse, carrying a few packages, and trudging in with difficulty.

Looking at the stone sheep thrown on the ground, he could still hear the sound of abuse in the distance. Jin Yiwei sneered mockingly. He didn't know whether he was laughing at those scholars or whether he was laughing at a big boss far away in northern Xinjiang for not being cold-blooded enough. Not heartless enough.

After entering the city from Tonghua Gate, the Jinyiwei disappeared in the pale streets and alleys of the capital in a blink of an eye.

Because of its noble status, the Fusi yamen in Jinyiwei Town is not scattered in the streets and alleys of the capital like other pro-military yamen, but is close to the root of the imperial city, the west side of the main gate of Chengtianmen Qianbulang, and next to the Dudufu of the Five Armies , Looking at the six parts from a distance, we can see its importance.

However, the decline of the Ming Empire is also mentioned here. Although the plaque on the main gate is majestic, the vermilion lacquer on the gate is obviously old. The emperor's pro-army is not only responsible for the investigation and apprehension, the more important job is to guard the emperor's honor, but the pro-army has not issued a new set of clothes for several years, and the two gate guards rub their hands coldly from time to time, muttering obscenities .

"Mark Lu Zhong, pass the decree and come back!"

Looking at Lu Zhong kneeling on the ground wrapped in a bundle, Zhu Tai was really surprised. In the fierce collision between the two empires of the Ming and Qing Dynasties, the eight Jinyi Guards were really too small. Since the Dongjiang War, there has been no one. After learning about them, Zhu Tai even ticked off their names on the roster, and this Lu Zhong came back so suddenly, it almost made Zhu Tai think that he was a fraud.

"How did you come back? What happened in the past few months? General Banner Li Dabiao, where is Zhao Lian from the hundred households?"

"Master Huiqian, on April [-]th, the boat hit the rocks by the wind, and was patrolled by Tartars. His party was captured and imprisoned in Gaizhou. Li Zongqi died in the line of duty. On the eighth day of September, Jiannu didn't know why. Assemble to Shenyang, the number of guards was reduced, we escaped from prison, Zhao Zongqi was killed by an arrow at the gate of the city, and all colleagues died one after another, so he ran to the seaside risking his life, snatched the boat and went out to sea, and escaped the catastrophe!"

This experience was legendary enough, hundreds of households in the room stood up in disbelief, pondered for a few seconds, and Zhu Tai asked again with a gloomy expression.

"Is there any evidence?"

"Back to the boss, the evidence is only the head!"

As soon as the bag was opened, a stench filled the room. Two hideous faces were exposed like big steamed buns. The grinning appearance seemed to be frozen in the moment before death. Both heads were also bald. There is only a handful of money left, and the cheekbones are raised, and at a glance, it is not the appearance of the Central Plains.

As expected of Jin Yiwei, he doesn't care about familiarity, and he doesn't care if his head is cold. A hundred households next to him stretched out his hand and opened his mouth, looked at the mouth, then pulled the other head and eyes away, and then nodded at Qianhu Zhutai. head.

"A Mongolian Tartar! A real captive!"

His face became a lot kinder all of a sudden, Zhu Tai laughed and stretched out his hand to pull Lu Zhong up, patted him on the shoulder, and said in admiration.

"Lu Lishi is indeed a loyal and brave man. He never forgets Daming even when he is trapped in Huchen, and he can even bring back the head of a captive in the East! He is truly one of the best warriors in our Jinyiwei!"

"Lu Lishi is also tired these days. Your meritorious service will be reported to the Commander. Lu Lishi should go down and rest first!"

"Thank you, Master! Master, I got some interesting information under the bid, please check it out yourself!"

Still a bundle was placed at Zhu Tai's feet, and he kowtowed. Lu Zhong looked exhausted physically and mentally, and stepped back out of the hothouse. Watching him walk away, Zhu Tai's expression darkened, and he looked around. asked.

"What do you think?"

"East captives are arrogant. It should be impossible to kill a Jianzhou man and a Mongol in order to send a nail. Besides, there is no such precedent. It should not be a spy."

"Be careful, there is no big mistake, send someone to watch him first! I will organize a document and report to the commander first."

"Master, you are wise!"

Among the respectful send-offs from hundreds of households, Zhu Tai stretched out his hand to pick up the bundle left by Lu Zhong, and the two pro-military soldiers at the door picked up their heads knowingly, and took it outside the door first.

However, when the door was closed, Zhu Tai didn't pick up his pen and ink immediately, but hurriedly opened the second bag. Sure enough, it was not some black leather text information, but a few heavy pieces of gold and silverware. device.

Although these things have been trampled flat, it is estimated that there is only the value of the metal itself, but these things are enough for two or three hundred taels, and there seems to be some blood marks on them, which seems to be more solid for Lu Zhong's words, but At this moment, Zhu Tiaoxian didn't care about this anymore, he stepped on several gold and silverware even more flatly, stroked his beard, and nodded his head approvingly.

This kid has a future!

Chapter 389. New Eyes!

It's not yet the New Year's Eve, but the capital city has been bustling these days. The imperial court has not conferred a Marquis for so many years, and a new Marquis of Dingbei has been promoted.

It's just that the welcome method of the people in the capital is a bit too different. Located at the root of the imperial city, the heavily guarded Dingbeihou Mansion, in broad daylight, had people throwing a lot of yellow dirt at the gate of the mansion, and one The imperial censor put all his energy into writing a letter of impeachment. From being domineering to being disobedient, it was almost a rebellion. He overthrew the Mao family in one breath, and all the families were executed.

But fortunately, Emperor Chongzhen still has a bit of a brain, or Yang Sichang still has a bit of a brain. Since Dongjiang has compromised, he really wants to provoke Mao Jue. If he put his arm around Huang Taiji's neck and jointly destroy his Ming Empire, that would be stupid up.

Zhang Zhifa, who inherited the Shoufu University, was taken down in less than a year. Although Xue Guoguan, the new successor, has no great ability, he still has good eyesight. Cooperating with Yang Sichang, all such memorials will not be published, and Shuntianfu is also ordered to , Arrested a few scholars who went to Dingbeihou's mansion to make trouble.

But what are the virtues of scholars and officials in the Ming Dynasty?After several "righteous men" were arrested, a larger scale of speech officials stuffed the twists and turns into the cabinet like snowflakes.

At this time, Li Zicheng was breaking through to Ningxia, and Zhang Xianzhong accepted Xiong Wencan's order in Gucheng, but refused to hand over his military power and closed his doors. really cared.

Amid all the turmoil, no one seemed to be paying attention to the promotion of a small Jinyiwei hundred households.

The money was not given away in vain, anyway, Zhao Lian's capable members of hundreds of households were all dead, and Lu Zhong still had military merits with two big heads, so he became the head of a hundred households with a thousand households and three households.

The Great Yuan Dynasty not only brought great destruction to the Central Plains, but also brought some benefits. This boiled mutton is one of them. In the cold weather, there is really nothing more comfortable than a meal of boiled mutton with a small wine. The old copper pot at the front door is so bustling and bustling, the whole building is overcrowded, but the shopkeeper is not happy.

All the sitting guards are Jinyiwei!

"Come on! Drink! Drink in progress!"

Che Duner was sweating profusely sliced ​​mutton, and the half-skinned naked sheep had just been chopped, and it was scattered on every table in a blink of an eye. The most traditional Chinese wine is rice wine, but this In times of war and chaos, there was not enough food for people to eat, so there was so much rice and quinoa to make wine. Unknowingly, Mao Jue's corn liquor gradually occupied the northern market. It's all soju.

The alcohol content of this thing is high, and each guy's face is flushed after drinking tens of thousands of dollars. This one is near the table, and a guy with a round face like a badger and a body full of muscles is slamming his tongue. wine glass.

"Congratulations to our Lord Lu, not only did he survive a catastrophe, but he was also listed in the hundred households! Drink!"

"Congratulations to Lord Baihu!"