Traveling through the Ming Dynasty, as soon as you open your eyes, you will die

Chapter 217 Urgent Report from the Capital
While Lu Mou was waiting patiently, the gate of Yanchi City slowly opened, and groups of armed salt merchants began to drive out of the city gate. Not far from the city gate, they gathered in groups, waiting for Lu Mou to receive them. .

Looking around, there were actually fifteen or six thousand people. Many of them are still diced salt.

It seems that my propaganda campaign has not had any effect on these salt cubes.

Also, the hundreds of years of household registration system has allowed these saltmen to work for these 10 families for generations. According to the thinking of people of this era, they are already the slaves of these 10 families.

Such feudal thought, in this era, is not a remnant of feudalism, but an orthodox thought. It can't be changed in a while.

Seeing that the opponent had formed a formation, Chen Hongbo ran over again and invited Lu Mou to come over for inspection.

Lu Mou readily accepted the invitation, raised his horse, and headed over.

Suddenly Zhang Huangyan stopped him: "Your Majesty, you can't go there, something is wrong."

Lu Mou asked in confusion: "Is there something wrong?"

Zhang Huangyan replied solemnly: "I feel murderous intent. People who are depressed and want to surrender definitely do not have such murderous intent."

This is the future military god, a unique military sensitivity.

Before Lu Mou could react, Chen Hongbo's expression changed drastically, he turned around and ran back. As he ran, he screamed: "Fight, fight."

At the same time, some people in the salt camp shouted: "Fake surrender, fake surrender."

Then, after hacking the caller to death, the entire team of salt merchants shouted and rushed towards Lu Mou.

The whole situation immediately became chaotic.

Lu Mou was shocked, turned his horse's head and fled towards his own team. He is not a god. He wants to show off his authority and stand out. If he stands at the front, he will be trampled to death by more than ten thousand people in the blink of an eye. At that time, he was the only prince in history who died in a stampede accident, absolutely unprecedented and unprecedented.

His own army surrounded the city on all sides, with only less than five thousand on this side. Facing the thugs who had been cornered, they could only hold on and resist.

And at the most critical moment, Zhang Huangyan, the real God of War, wielded the Daguan Sword, fought through the siege, and ran away.

Lu Mou angrily jumped to his feet and cursed: "I said at the beginning that you would help me beat anyone who bullies me. But it turns out that you are a young boy who abandoned your employer and ran away. Your future is over."

Zhu Changxun didn't care, and shouted: "Hold it, hold it up to me."

The five thousand yellow belts also fought tooth and nail, and they refused to retreat in the face of thugs who were three times more ferocious. Block the enemy's attack firmly.

There are densely packed layers of enemies that are smashed to death by them, but as long as you lose your strength even a little bit, you will be killed by the thugs with guns and knives in the blink of an eye.

The entire Yellow Belt Group had to retreat continuously under the desperate attacks of countless thugs.

Unknowingly, the entire army was forced to retreat to the edge of the Salt Lake. If they retreated any further, they would be forced into the lake.

This is an embarrassing situation that has never happened since Lu Mou debuted. This made his glass heart break into pieces.

Lu Mou stamped his foot again: "Zhang Huangyan, you bastard, not only have you lost your future, I will strangle you to death." After saying that, he pinched his nose and prepared to plunge down hard.

At this moment, Xu Jie, who was extremely embarrassed, suddenly shouted: "Yancheng is on fire, Yancheng is destroyed."

Lu Mou turned around and saw thick smoke rising in Yanchi City. Qi Fei, who was originally in the north city, had already rushed out of the city gate with his cavalry.

When they saw the fire in the city, the morale of the thugs was greatly disturbed. Facing the menacing cavalry, the thugs collapsed in an instant and immediately knelt down to beg for mercy. Among the crowd of people kneeling down to beg for mercy, Li Shoushan and other ten family heads stood alone. Seeing that the situation was over, they did not choose to surrender, but committed suicide.

The traitor Chen Hongbo did not know when he died in the rebellion.

The salt merchants' riot was officially declared over.

Zhang Huangyan came over triumphantly: "The prince was frightened, but the prince personally entangled the enemy, which allowed Wei Chen to take advantage of the situation and easily capture Yancheng and end the salt merchant riot. Wei Chen——"

"You mean, you still have merit."

"I don't dare to take credit, it's just a small achievement."

"Then I will also reward you."

"Clarity of rewards and punishments is the foundation of military governance."

"I'll reward you right now."

When we entered the city, the fire had been put out, and all the shabby kennels of Yan Ding were burned. At that time, Zhang Huangyan, in order to disturb the morale of the mob outside the city, promised to pay ten taels of silver to each family, causing salt households in the city to rush to tell each other, and there was a huge fire.

When the government troops entered the city to put out the fire, the salt households still obstructed the effort.

Lu Mou gritted his teeth: "You are taking advantage of me. Is my advantage so easy to take advantage of? When the time comes, I will develop this area and I will turn you into house slaves. I can't make you alive."

After purchasing ten families' properties, Lu Mou's heartache disappeared in an instant and turned into ecstasy.

In order to bribe the resisting salt merchants and thugs in ten families, the remaining gold and silver alone was worth tens of millions, which shows how rich the salt merchants were.

Nearly a thousand family members from ten families knelt on the ground, crying and awaiting death.

Lu Mou forgave them and left them part of the house. Each of them was given a hundred acres of land, and they only received land rent. They were treated as squires and were exempted from service fees.

Then he ordered Wang Weiwei to send personnel to manage the salt pond, which became a steady source of wealth for him. The tens of millions of gold and silver seized were transported to the Taiyuan Mint Department. With a clanging sound, Lu Mou's Ming Dynasty completely said goodbye to poverty and poverty.

With huge financial support, Lu Mou began to reorganize his troops, preparing to complete the army and launch a campaign to regain Shaanxi.

At this critical moment, eight hundred miles from the capital, there was an urgent warning that the prince of the country was ill and that the regent urgently needed to return to the capital to preside over the affairs of the court.

Lu Mou was puzzled. His brother was sick. Why didn't his father, who was pretending to be sick, come out to handle state affairs? Instead, I, who is leading the troops outside, are asked to go back.

After grabbing the collar of the messenger eunuch and asking carefully, I realized that the brother of the sentimental prince actually had tuberculosis, which was almost incurable in this era, and was the tuberculosis of later generations.

Now he is coughing up blood severely, has been placed in a closed isolation, and can no longer manage politics. And because he didn't pay attention when he got sick, he had already passed the disease to Emperor Chongzhen. The emperor was originally weak and had never recovered from his old illness. Now, both father and son fell ill, and the court urgently needed the regent to return and take charge.

Chongzhen deliberately prevented the messenger from leaking the fact that both father and son were seriously ill to prevent the world from being shocked. It also prevents people with ulterior motives from harming the regent who returns to Beijing.

After receiving the news, Wen and Wu around him were shocked and looked at their regent differently. Even Zhang Huangyan and Xu Jie, who had imitated their bad friend Li Yan and didn't care much about details like Lu Mou, looked particularly respectful when facing Lu Mou.

What do you mean?
Don't you understand? The current Supreme Emperor and the executive emperor are all suffering from tuberculosis, which is a fatal disease. Now, the only executive emperor is about to become a full-time official.

After hearing the news, Lu Mou felt mixed feelings in his heart, but he was extremely conflicted.

(End of this chapter)