Carrying AK into Ming Dynasty

Chapter 492
"How? Is that old fellow Xu Yunzhen gone?" Liu Hongjian asked Liang Kewang with a cup of tea in his hand.

"My lord, Xu Yunzhen's second son, Xu Qiyin, went out of the city late at night last night. After various investigations, he found out that he fled to Fujian by boat overnight. Now the humble officer has sent his men to go to Fujian, but..."

"Fujian?" Liu Hongjian interrupted before Liang Kewang could finish speaking.

Thinking of Fujian, Liu Hongjian thought of a person for no reason, Lao Zheng, Zheng Zhilong!

Xu Yunzhen actually colluded with the Zheng family secretly, Liu Hongjian frowned.

That's right, besides where he can escape from birth, where else can this old bastard go?
Quanzhou, Fujian Province is the old nest of the Zheng family. The Zheng family has been operating here for more than ten years. It is no secret that the local people only know Zheng Zhilong but not the imperial court.

It's just that the imperial court is really powerless to deal with this fellow, who has no less than 20 troops and no less than [-] large and small warships deployed in various parts of Nanyang, including his old nest in Quanzhou.

Daming what?

Fortunately, Lao Zheng has no ambitions and only wants to be a warlord to live in peace and make a fortune. Fortunately, there is also a young Zheng with lofty aspirations.

Alas, Liu Hongjian sighed, there is so much work to be done!

Liu Hongjian took his pen and ink and wrote a letter in a hurry.

"Send someone to send this letter to Zheng Zhilong, he will understand after reading the letter." He took the seal of the county king from Chongzhen and stamped it, and handed it to Liang Kewang.

Old Zheng, if you make me unhappy again, you will be at your own risk!Looking at Liang Kewang who was leaving, Liu Hongjian said in his heart, he really pissed off, he doesn't mind letting his snipers do an assassination.

"This is Zheng Zhilong's wolf ambition, the prince needs to pay more attention." Shi Kefa reminded him in a low voice.

As the secretary of the Ministry of War in Nanjing, although he doesn't have much ability, he knows the evil forces around him like the back of his hand, but he can't do it.

Speaking of which, Shi Kefa has been aggrieved in the past few years. First, Zuo Liangyu has occupied Wuchang for several years, stirring up the smoky atmosphere in the south of the Yangtze River, and then Zhang Xianzhong will come to beat the autumn wind from time to time. old criticism.

"This king has his own measure, it's getting late, let's go, this king will take you to a big meal!" The sky was getting dark, thinking about the dinner appointment with Xiao Zheng, it was time to reward my stomach after a busy day.

The rich man Liu Hongjian didn't feel bad at all. If Daming also had the Forbes list of the world's richest people, Lao Zheng would definitely be in the top three, and this little Zheng would definitely be able to outshine Wang Moucong Shibajie.

Although Lao Zheng has no culture, he is the big winner of this era. He is Ming's Nan'anbo, the governor of the rear military governor's mansion, and secretly the master of Nanyang.

That is to be famous, to have power and power, and with the huge naval power, all you need to do is lie in a mansion in Quanzhou all day long and collect protection fees of not less than tens of millions of taels of silver for a year.

I like big eaters, Liu Hongjian's sour grapes for no reason, Ma De, I have been around for more than a year, and now my assets are still negative, which embarrasses the cross-travelers.

"Your Majesty, among the six ministries, the official, household, ritual, criminal, and industrial ministries are all obedient, and the lower official is in charge of the Ministry of War in Nanjing. He still needs to deal with the affairs of each ministries, and write memorials to beg for sins from the Holy One. I will not accompany the prince."

Shi Kefa sighed, even if he hadn't rebelled, his official career would probably come to an end after this incident happened.

The civil servants in the capital don't care whether you are rebellious or not. If Nanjing falls, any joint and several responsibilities will make him overwhelmed and walk around.

"Lord Shi, don't be so busy. When this king returns, the Six Divisions of Nanjing will cease to exist." Liu Hongjian said surprisingly.

The so-called leadership team in Nanjing is just a bunch of bastards who only know how to go crazy in brothels, eat flower wine, get drunk, dream and sleep, do you have any use for it?

I really don't know what Zhu Di, a ruthless person, thinks, what's the point of raising such a large group of idle birds and redundant officials.

Liu Hongjian had already made up his mind to abolish the six Nanjing departments as early as when he went out to suppress the rebellion. It was easy to talk to Chongzhen, after all, this uncle was afraid of poverty.

Now even his own uncle and lord dare to attack, not to mention a group of officials who are eating and waiting to die, as long as they can save money, it is not a word!

Shi Kefa's heart ached when he heard the words, Nanjing set up six departments, three divisions, and twelve supervisors for the second capital of the Ming Dynasty.
But he knew that people were light-spoken and he was wearing a sinful body, and he thought of the status of Anguo County King in Chongzhen's heart, so he just sighed and said nothing.

After staying in Nanjing Yamen for more than ten years, he also has feelings.

"Don't worry about Xianzhi, I know what you think in your heart, but everything needs to be pragmatic, and the court is in such a difficult situation. What do you think these officials in Nanjing are doing? Are they worthy of the court's salary?

As for you, Xianzhi, when I return, I will report to the Emperor and recommend you to be an official in Beijing. " Seeing old man Shi's look of grief, Liu Hongjian spoke to comfort him.

The rich and prosperous place in the south of the Yangtze River is also the Minister of the Ministry of War. Just looking at Shi Kefa's old and faded long gown, he knows how miserable the old man is.

Although the old man had no great ability, Liu Hongjian admired him for his dedication to serving the country.

"This king is not very familiar with this Xiaoxiang Pavilion. These days Xianzhi is also suffering in prison. Let's go, we just go together."

"Thank you, my lord, for your kindness. I won't go if I don't deal with those people. I advise my lord not to go either." Shi Kefa said stubbornly, not yet turning the corner from Liu Hongjian's sorrow of abolishing the Six Divisions of Nanjing.

"Oh? What kind of people?" Liu Hongjian was puzzled. Isn't it just for a meal, why do you form a gang?
"My lord doesn't know that Xiaoxiang Pavilion is the place where Fushe Wu Weiye, Yang Tingshu and others often live. These people are all self-sufficient for their fame and reputation. The old man gets angry when he sees them."

Shi Kefa's temper is quite straightforward, no wonder he has been a gangster in the south for more than ten years, but he didn't even become a gangster in the north.

After listening to Shi Kefa's long explanation, Liu Hongjian knew what kind of organization this Fushe was.

Jiangnan is the lair of the Donglin Party members. Most of the Donglin Party members are Beidiao, and most of them are high-ranking officials. To use the words of later generations, this Fushe is the reserve team of the Donglin Party.

No wonder Shi Kefa persuaded Liu Hongjian not to go either. He scattered all the Donglin party members in the capital, ransacked their homes, and exiled them. Now that you come to their lair, can the reserve team give you a good face?

Although his reputation in Nanjing is not bad, it only exists among the people in the countryside. Whether it is the northern conquest or the reduction or exemption of land taxes, it is of no benefit to the Donglin Party and the Fushe people.

With the North Trouble gone, all the gentry under the Donglin party lost a lot of fat. After all, the Tartars didn't ask much about the price when they bought grain.

Now you, Liu Hongjian, have crippled the Donglin Party again, which is simply unbearable.

Even if this group of people succumbed to his majesty as a prince, it is estimated that [-] alpacas would gallop past him when they saw him, why bother?
"What the hell, I don't care if these bird people are Donglin Party or Fushe, if you dare to make me unhappy for a while, I will make him unhappy for the rest of my life! Let's go to the banquet!"

PS: I'm in a trance, broken sleep.

　Thanks for the 500 coins rewarded by the book friend The Forgotten Sea.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)