Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 190 Spiritual Victory
Cuiyun Tower is the only place for fireworks in Shengjing, Qing Dynasty.

There was no other reason, Jiannu didn't need this thing, if they fell in love with a woman of the same clan, they only needed to go to her home to ask for the gift money, and then they could take the woman home with their cattle and sheep.

And if it is a beautiful Han woman, it will be even easier. As long as there is no man around, or if she looks like a commoner with no background, she can directly identify the woman as his newly bought slave, and then kidnap her at home for use. .

In fact, these wild boar houses have many women who have been looted over the years, but there is no wild flower fragrance in the house flowers, and the wild flowers are also the fragrance of other families.

At the beginning, this move was strongly opposed by Han officials. Huang Taiji had no choice but to order the disposal of several nobles, but the effect was not good. These Tartars dared not dare in broad daylight, but their activities at night never stopped .

In Daming, they would starve to death, and if they ran here, they would be insulted by barbarians. Many Han people were fed up with the humiliation, and if they gave birth to a daughter, they would just abandon them in the wilderness.

Of course, the Han officials in Shengjing could not be as rude as those savages. In their view, that would be too degrading. Of course, this arty thing should be done in the fireworks alley, drinking flower wine and eating wild game.

If the Manchus don’t support it, they will build it themselves. Cuiyun Tower is such a product. The investor of Cuiyun Tower is not one person, but a group of people.

Most of the women in Cuiyun Tower were looted from the Han villages outside Shanhaiguan, and a small part were the women of their own tribe abandoned by the wild boar skins.

And only Fan Wencheng, who just came down from Cuiyun Building, is the best. He is also one of the investors of Cuiyun Building, and he is also the biggest one.

Azig spoiled his concubines, and his concubines were Han Chinese, so he came to spoil the slave women, and he wanted at least two at a time.

He came sneakily with a gloomy mood, and then sneaked away again, hiding merit and fame deeply.

If Mr. Kong of later generations knew that the spiritual victory method he created had been fabricated hundreds of years ago, I wonder if he would kick the coffin board to kick the house.

Alas, his health is not as good as before. A few years ago he was able to spoil two at a time, but now he can't stand just one. Fan Wencheng came out of Cuiyun Building with his sleeves covering his face, and got into the carriage in a hurry.

He stayed in Cuiyun Tower for half an hour, thinking that His Royal Highness Azig should be about the same, so he planned to go back home.

But it's not as good as God's calculation, the carriage just walked to the door of his mansion, and happened to run into Azig who had just walked out of the mansion.

"Hey, Fan Xueshi is back? How are things in the palace going?" Azig looked as usual, without any embarrassment at all, and asked Fan Wencheng if he had done a good job for the Qing Dynasty.

"Reporting to Your Highness, everything in the palace is fine, everything is fine." Fan Wencheng got off the carriage and said with a slightly embarrassed smile.

"Well, do your job well, I will not treat you badly, my king is gone!" Azige patted Fan Wencheng on the shoulder and got on the carriage.

"Your Highness, wait a moment." Fan Wencheng quickly took two steps to catch up with Azig's carriage.

"Since His Highness likes the slave's concubine so much, why not send her to His Highness's house?"

Fan Wencheng has six concubines, concubines, things, and there is no shame in sending them out, but every time His Royal Highness Azig comes to the door to make troubles, which makes Fan Wencheng feel very embarrassed.

That is to say, there was no Internet in ancient times, otherwise, in addition to the No. [-] traitor in Tianzi, he probably would have to add the No. [-] Green Hat King in Tianzi.

"Don't don't, it's so boring to keep it by yourself. I came here just to make something new. By the way, I can have a lot of exchanges with my Daqing humerus. Man and Han family! I'm gone, let's talk next time."

Azig laughed, lowered the curtains, and the soldiers driving the carriage galloped towards the west of the city, waving their whips.

Alas, Fan Wencheng stood at the door of the mansion in silence for a moment, then shook his head and stepped into the mansion.

Azig treated him well, and would occasionally speak for him in the courtroom. Although this person had no brains and only shouted and killed, he was the elder brother of His Royal Highness the Regent.

no way!We have to live this day!
After entering the yard, there was still low sobbing from the concubine's room in the sixth room. Fan Wencheng opened the door and entered, but saw Xiaoyun's hair was disheveled and his face was covered with slap marks.

Covering his chest with his hands in the torn and tattered clothes, Fan Wencheng's fancied affection for Azig just now disappeared.

"Bitch, cry, cry, cry, you know how to cry, change your clothes quickly, and eat the inside and outside!" Fan Wencheng scolded his concubine, completely ignoring his calm expression when Azig was there just now.

Fan Wencheng swears a few words and then slams the door out. As soon as he arrives in the middle hall, before his butt is hot, Chen Mo, the housekeeper of Fan's residence, comes to report.

"Master, a man named Qi Zanyuan came outside, saying that he has an urgent matter with the master!" Chen Mo had a mustache and a black net scarf cap, which looked like a pair of intestines in a certain drama in later generations.

"Qi Zanyuan? What is that bastard doing here?" Fan Wencheng became angry when he thought of this man.

A considerable part of the military rations of the Qing Dynasty came from the Qi family caravan. In order to get more rations, Fan Wencheng even went to the court to ask Qi Zanyuan for a title.

But it didn't take long, after the defeat of Dashun, Qi Zanyuan's food became less and less, and he was often scolded by the regent.

Now that this guy came here in person, could it be that he brought food over?

"Please come in!" Fan Wencheng said after a little thought.

A while later, Qi Zanyuan, who had been waiting outside for a while, followed Chen Mo into Fan's residence.

He was exhausted these days. If he hadn't come here personally to show his sincerity to Da Qing for that important news, the ghost would have come to this cold and scumbag place.

Qi Zanyuan walked with a gloomy face, thinking about the misery of eating and sleeping in the past ten days, the more he thought about it, the more he felt that he would definitely get Fan Wencheng's praise for coming with such important news, and it was worth it.

"Fan Gong is here, Qi Zanyuan is polite." Although Qi Zanyuan came to Shengjing for the first time, he had seen Fan Wencheng's portrait before, so he bowed his head as soon as he entered the central hall.

"Get up, Mr. Qi doesn't have to be like this, you and I are both Daqing's humerus, and we are working for Daqing, don't be so cynical!"

Fan Wencheng picked up his teacup and gave a little courtesy.

It was also the first time for him to meet Qi Zanyuan, but it didn't matter, if the person in front of him couldn't bring military rations to Qing Dynasty, he was just a useless person.

"It should be, it should be, the young one will still rely on Mr. Fan's good words in the future!" Qi Zanyuan got up, and walked to Fan Wencheng's side.

"Well, for some trivial matter, Master Qi came from afar, but he brought rice grains for us?" Fan Wencheng was about to be hanged by His Royal Highness the Regent now. With so many soldiers recruited, he cleared that little capital , where can I raise it.

"This... the little one just went out of the city this time and wasted a lot of energy, where can I bring rice grains!

But the little one came here because there was more important news, and the little one felt that the news was much more valuable than those rice grains, so he came here to report it in person, not far away! "

Seeing Fan Wencheng's face turned down when he heard that he didn't bring food, Qi Zanyuan immediately changed his mouth.

"Oh? Let's hear it?" Fan Wencheng immediately became interested.

"My lord, this news came from the palace of the Puppet Ming Dynasty after a small waste of effort." Qi Zanyuan was afraid that Fan Wencheng would not know how much effort he had wasted on this matter.

"Come on, I still have a lot of government affairs to deal with." Fan Wencheng said impatiently.

"My lord, according to the villain's detailed investigation in the Pseudo-Ming Palace, during the Chinese New Year, the Mongolian Chahar tribe sent people, and they have formed a secret alliance with the Pseudo-Ming, intending to jointly fight against our Qing Dynasty!"

Thinking that he brought such important news, Master Fan must rely more on him, Qi Zanyuan smiled and straightened up after finishing speaking.

　Thanks to the book friend who listened to Ye Piaoxue for the reward of 100 coins, becoming the third leader of this book, thanks to the book friend who was drunk and looked at the axe, and Shenzhen Fatty for the reward of [-] coins. I'm ashamed to see people!Don't go out on weekends, pay off the debt intensively.

　　
　
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