Daming: The most ruthless tyrant in history

Chapter 370 Undercurrent (3)

"Cough cough~"

The sound of violent coughing continued, the strong smell of herbal medicine filled the air, the candlelight flickered in the dim room, and the middle-aged body lying on the bed was curled up, with the quilt tightly wrapped around him.

squeak~

The closed door was pushed open, and the old servant walked in holding a medicine bowl, with a worried look on his eyebrows. Seeing the person on the bed curled up, the old servant walked quickly.

"Master, here comes the medicine."

"Cough cough~"

This small room was filled with a cough.

"Afu, how did things go?"

The sick middle-aged man had a haggard face and his eyeballs were bloodshot. Although his body couldn't stop shaking, he still gritted his teeth and sat up from the bed, stared at the old servant who was delivering the medicine, and asked extremely weakly.

"Reply to the master, I have contacted them."

The old servant hurriedly said: "I guessed it right, it was them."

"Haha...it's true."

The sick middle-aged man grinned and said: "I knew that the old slave would definitely condemn people to the pass again. The Eight Banners suffered a heavy setback in Liaozuo. According to the character of the old slave, he will definitely not give up."

"Master, please drink the medicine first."

The old servant looked concerned and said: "Your illness cannot be delayed any longer. If this continues..."

"It's okay, it's an old habit."

The sick middle-aged man waved his hand, then stretched out his trembling hand, took the medicine bowl from the old servant, frowned and drank the boiled medicine in one gulp.

"Cough cough~"

There was a violent cough, and the old servant hurriedly stepped forward and caressed the middle-aged man's back.

"The person entering the customs this time is still Li Yongfang's person?"

The sick middle-aged man endured the bitter taste, frowned and put the medicine bowl aside, then looked at the old servant and said.

"It's not Li Yongfang's person, it's Tong Yangxing's person!"

The old servant hurriedly said: "According to the people who contacted me, Li Yongfang had his arm chopped off by the old slave. From what they said, I guessed that there was a secret agent under the old slave. Although Li Yongfang is still in charge, Tong Yangxing's momentum is currently Very strong."

"Tong Yangxing."

The sick middle-aged man's eyes narrowed slightly, but then he revealed a sinister smile, "So after the battle in Liaozuo, the Eight Banners suffered heavy losses in the hidden stakes in Liaodong."

"Master, what should we do next?"

The old servant said with hesitation in his eyebrows: "When I met them, the leader named me and said that he wanted to see you first, otherwise..."

"So, Tong Yangxing must have followed the secret and entered the prison."

The sick middle-aged man's eyes became sharp, "A side branch of Tong Jia dares to name me, Fan Yongdou, and wants to see me, Fan Yongdou. Okay, that's quite acceptable."

Ok.

The sick middle-aged man who is currently lying in bed is Fan Yongdou who escaped in the first place. When he was under the rule of Shanxi, he never thought that the imperial court would condemn the factory guards to encircle and suppress him. All of this happened so suddenly that when Fan Yongdou noticed it, everything happened. It was too late, everything he had created was destroyed.

Except for him, all the other relatives of the Fan family were arrested. As for the rich wealth accumulated, all of them were confiscated without exception. After running for his life all this time, Fan Yongdou did not choose to escape, because he knew better than anyone else that even if a person with no money fled to the grassland, or even managed to defect to the Eight Banners, there would be no value at all. Barbarians are far more realistic than Han people. , without value there is no need to live.

When he first decided to engage in oral smuggling, Fan Yongdou had thought that this would happen. After all, this was absolutely unacceptable to the court. So from then on, Fan Yongdou had been secretly arranging hidden assets. Except for him, who else knew this? Do not know at all.

The place where Fan Yongdou is staying now is a private house in Tongzhou City. The more dangerous a place is, the safer it is.

"Master, do you think Tong Yangxing has also been admitted?"

The old servant was a little surprised and said: "This shouldn't be possible, right? After all, he was raised under the old servant..."

"nothing is impossible."

Fan Yongdou sneered: "If the old slave takes over the Liaozuo lands, this Tong Yangxing may not do such a thing. Even if the hidden stakes that have been condemned to various places are uncovered, the key to the problem is that the Eight Banners failed to take over the Liaozuo lands." His subordinates even suffered heavy losses, which makes all the difference."

The old servant frowned slightly.

Although he followed his master many times, passing through the important place of Zhangjiakou Fort, secretly exiting to rush to the Eight Banners, and even met Nurhachi, his understanding of Nurhachi was far less than his master's understanding.

"The tactics played by the Eight Banners are the remaining tricks played by our ancestors."

Fan Yongdou narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "You will be rewarded for meritorious service, and punished for defeat. No matter who you are, this is the case, even if it is Baylor, but as long as you dare to lose the battle, you will be punished without any ambiguity."

"The old slave is such a proud person, how could he accept the fact of defeat, so he will definitely make amends, so that the pressure will be put on the people below."

"Our people in Liaodong have also sent back news. After the end of the First Battle of Liaozuo, the grassland ministries adjacent to Jianlu have become unstable. The more this happens, the more the old slave wants to make amends from the Ming army. .”

"Then do we want to see Tong Yangxing?"

The old servant frowned and asked.

"It's not urgent."

Fan Yongdou waved his hand and said: "What is urgent now is that he cultivates his character, otherwise he will not let the people below him pass such words to you."

"I'm afraid that since he secretly entered the customs, he has not achieved the desired results, and he has even been frightened by the situation inside the customs, so he is eager to seek a turn for the better."

"If he stays in the pass without making any progress or breakthrough, I'm afraid that if Tong Yangxing wants to leave the pass, it will become a luxury for him to return to the old slave."

The old servant nodded in approval.

Since he fled to Beizhili with his master, all the changes during this period made him feel surprised and unbelievable. They caused ripples at every turn, and even batches of people were arrested and killed.

Sometimes the old servant wonders in his mind why the little emperor in the Forbidden City does things so freely, as if he is a tyrant!

But even so, the civil servants in the capital couldn't do anything about it. What's going on?

"Let's fish them for a few days first."

While the old servant was thinking, Fan Yongdou said: "We are not the ones who should be anxious now. If we want to seek revenge from the Dog Emperor, we must disrupt order."

"You go and send a message to those people later, asking them to continue to inquire about the status of major construction projects in various places, or don't do it at all, and if you do it, just do it for the money!"

"Yes."

The old servant immediately lowered his head and responded.

Deep in Fan Yongdou's heart, he has been enveloped in a ball of revenge and anger. His relatives and heirs are all dead, and all the wealth he has accumulated is gone. The belief that supports his survival now is to pay with blood. , without this belief, I am afraid that Fan Yongdou would have died long ago...

(End of this chapter)