The most powerful patriarch in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 113
Fujian, Quanzhou, inside the General Military Mansion,

Zheng Du sat lazily on a leisure chair in the side hall, closed his eyes and meditated,

The four maidservants stood there quietly like a log, even breathing lightly, for fear of waking up the moody Second Young Master.

After experiencing pimple plague, I don’t know whether it was a virus infection or a physical problem. Zheng Du had a lot of soybean-sized pimples on the right side of his face. I don’t know how many folk remedies he took. Even the doctor killed more than a dozen of them, but they still couldn’t go away.
Zheng Du, who turned out to be moody, became even worse, killing people at every turn.
Only eight days after the new year, three maidservants and five handymen were beaten to death by Zheng Du's order.

The guards, maidservants, and handymen in the mansion are all in danger, for fear of offending the Second Young Master one day,

The sky has no eyes, why did Piedade confiscate this inhuman demon?

The maid standing in the north, with a window behind her, was almost frozen to death by the north wind, and she was far away from the brazier for warming, so she could only grit her teeth and bear it.

Can't close the window, Zheng Du likes to sleep with the window open, saying closing the window is too boring,

"Ah~~chao" The maid sneezed suddenly because she couldn't bear the cold.

Turned out to be resting with his eyes closed, Zheng Du didn't lift his eyelids, and shouted sharply: "Who disturbed my son's sleep?"

"My lord, I don't dare, my lord, please forgive me, my lord, please forgive me!" The maid was so frightened that her face was as pale as paper, and she quickly knelt on the ground, kowtowing and begging for mercy.

Due to the excessive force, the skin on the forehead was smashed, and blood stains appeared on the ground paved with green bricks.

There was no trace of expression in Zheng Du's words: "Come on, drag this bitch down here, a hundred sticks."

Soon, two guards dragged the weeping maidservant down for execution.

The three maidservants in the hall took a quick look of sympathy, no one dared to intercede for her,
Let alone a hundred sticks, it is estimated that sixty sticks would kill someone, and she can only blame her own bad luck.

"Brother Du, what caused such a big fuss?" Zheng Zhibao walked in from the outside and asked cheerfully.

Before entering the door, I saw two guards dragging a maid down. Needless to say, someone must have upset my nephew.

"No, teach a disobedient slut, fourth uncle, why are you here so free, please sit down quickly." Zheng Du quickly stood up, asked Zheng Zhibao to sit down, and poured him a cup of tea himself.

When he got pimple plague, almost everyone left him, only Zheng Zhibao always cared and loved Zheng Du, and even arrested more than ten doctors for him to see a doctor.

For Zheng Zhibao, Zheng Du has always been grateful.

"Cyclops told me that now that the epidemic has receded, there is also a cure. He suggested to me that I ask my elder brother to bring someone back to take control of Fujian so as not to let others take over. My nephew, what do you think of this matter?" Zheng Zhibao said straight to the point. .

"Father coming back so soon? I haven't played enough yet." Zheng Du shook his head and said, "There are dead people every day. Who knows whether it is really controlled or temporarily stopped. What if there is a sudden outbreak? Besides, there are ways to prevent and control. Thirty percent of the people must die, so that Dad and Zheng Jiajun are not allowed to take risks."

When Zheng Zhilong and Zheng Sen were around, they often preached to Zheng Du in various ways, which made Zheng Du very unhappy.
Now my eldest brother and my father have gone to Jilong Mountain, and I can do whatever I want in Quanzhou, and I don’t know how happy my life is.

If they come back, they have to put their tails between their legs and be human again.

Zheng Zhibao laughed: "Yes, he just wants to put his elder brother in danger. I have already killed him, nephew, do you know how to write a letter?"

Zheng Zhilong is not here, Zheng Zhibao has the final say here, this feeling of doing whatever you want is so wonderful,

Another point is that Zheng Zhibao is guarding Fujian. At that time, he patted his heart and promised Zheng Zhilong that everything would be safe. Now Fujian is in chaos. If the eldest brother and the others come back, don’t you laugh yourself to death?
Zheng Zhibao wanted to have a good time while recovering the lost ground before Zheng Zhilong came back.
If there's anything, just push it to Pimple Blast.

"Understood, fourth uncle, please rest assured."

The two uncles and nephews smiled at each other, and laughed in a tacit understanding.

The capital, the imperial palace, the royal study,
Chongzhen sat behind the imperial case, looking at the memorial with a sad face, while Zhou Yanru, the chief assistant of the cabinet, stood respectfully aside,

"Sir, now Liaodong's defenders are all in the hands of Jianlu. Bandit Li first killed Bo Zonglong in Xiangcheng, and then surrounded Kaifeng. There is a bandit Zhang in Sichuan, and Fujian is suffering from the plague. I hate Zheng Zhilong who only cares about himself. Let the common people fend for themselves, hateful, the treasury has no money to use, and there are no soldiers to use, is this God going to punish me?" Chongzhen said helplessly.

After Zhou Yanru came back, he fulfilled many of his promises, promoted a group of prestigious scholar-bureaucrats, and achieved some political achievements, so that he was praised as a good minister by the court inside and outside, and Emperor Chongzhen always called him "Mr." name.

At this moment, Chongzhen hated so much in his heart, he had tried his best, and the Ming Dynasty was still falling into the abyss step by step.

Zhou Yanru saluted and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, although Liaodong was defeated, it was not beyond the point of no return. As the saying goes, if you kill one thousand enemies, you will lose eight hundred. Although Jianlu has temporarily gained the upper hand, But he also suffered a lot, so he didn't dare to advance rashly. It's better to send a special envoy to negotiate, to stabilize the situation first, even if he loses some property and open the horse market. Taxi"

"As for money and silver, we can call on civil and military officials, the emperor's relatives and relatives to donate, and we can also open the way of donation to wealthy and patriotic people. A multi-pronged approach will surely sweep away the haze and bring about a bright future."

Chongzhen pondered for a while, and quickly said: "Mr. Jin Yu's kind words, I have been taught. There is a precedent for donating in Ming Dynasty. You can follow the precedent. As for the person who will go to Liaodong to negotiate, I don't know if there is anyone in your mind?"

"Ma Shaoyu, a Zhongshu Xingren, once followed Governor Hong to plan military affairs. He is smart and reliable, and he is quite familiar with the Liaodong War. The veteran thought that Ma Xingren could be sent to Liaodong for negotiations."

"Chen Shangshu also mentioned this person to me, and my husband has such a good evaluation of him, that's all, let him be."

Fujian, Yanping Prefecture, Youxi County, White Wolf Mountain.

In the cave, several bonfires were lit, and fat sheep were roasted in each bonfire. Under the charcoal fire, the fat seeping from the mutton kept falling on the fire, making a sizzling sound.
The air is filled with a tempting smell of meat.

A dozen or so naked young girls are dancing tremblingly under the whip of the thief,

From time to time, thieves came forward and violently tore off the few clothes on the girls, scaring the girls into pale faces and screaming loudly

The thieves screamed in excitement and played even more vigorously.

Sitting on the top of the cave is the head of everyone here, the Hunting Demon King Xu Degong.

While drinking, Xu Degong enjoyed doing things to the fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl beside him.

It's better to occupy the mountain and be king. In the past, being a hundred households in a thousand households was like being attached to the same city and committing evil for three lives.
Being treated like a dog by thousands of households, most of the military pay and weapons given by the superiors were deducted by the superiors, and they bowed their heads to be grandchildren all day long. How could they be so carefree as they are now.

When drinking too happily, suddenly a confidant came forward and said: "My lord, the three kings are back."

Soon, a man as thin as a monkey stood in front of Xu Degong and saluted: "Xu San'an pays his respects to elder brother."

"Okay, okay." Xu Degong helped the third child up himself: "Third brother, is there any gain from this trip?"

The brother of the youngest Xu Degong is also the person he trusts the most. He used to be a scout in the army and was good at inquiring about news.

Xu San'an chuckled, and said excitedly: "Your Majesty, I have found out everything, and this ticket is feasible."

"Oh, hurry up, tell me quickly." Xu Degong thought hard and threw away the unfinished chicken leg, forgetting about food.

"Your Majesty, the guards around Changle County were either evacuated to Quanzhou or dispersed. The Flying Tigers of the Plum Blossom Institute have the Lu and Yang families of Fuzhou unite to destroy it."

"Currently Changle County is managed by the lord Bo Qian Zhengrong. He has recruited thugs with a lot of money, and some Qian's children. There are only about 200 people in total. They don't have enough weapons and armor. After all, they are just a bunch of mobs. "

"As long as the big brother gets out, he will definitely be able to catch him."

"By the way, the jewelry shops on Changhe Street are still there. The plague broke out so suddenly that the gold and silver goods have not had time to be transferred."

Xu Degong nodded while listening, and asked casually, "Is there any force nearby?"

"Yes, I heard that someone in Changle County has formed a rural protection team, and Fei Tianhu's people are in the hands of the rural protection team." Xu San'an quickly explained.

"What? Township protection team?" Xu Degong shook his head and said, "You can't even kill a group of mobs. Flying Tiger is really a waste. That's right. He has only a few people in his hand and no support. He deserves to be killed. Forget it , Regardless of him, let's discuss how to take Chang'an City, we must get those treasures."

"Yes, Your Majesty"

(End of this chapter)