Paper Maker: This is the end of the Ming Dynasty in Liaozhai

Beijing.

In the cabinet, Zhang Zhifa, Kong Zhenyun, Huang Shijun, He Fengsheng, Liu Yuliang, and Fu Guan all had bitter faces.

Jiangnan is lost!

Nanjing City is besieged!

Compared with the occupation of Jiangnan, the rebellion in other places can only be said to be scabies. After all, nearly half of the tax in Daming now comes from Jiangnan. Losing Jiangnan means that nearly half of the tax in Daming is less. When using silver, losing Jiangnan at this time is tantamount to fatal.

More importantly, it was Da Qi who captured Jiangnan. Da Qi was originally a serious problem for Daming.

"Everyone, this Jiangnan has to be saved."

After being silent for a long time, Kong Zhenyun said, Da Qi has become powerful now, but Confucianism has no place in Da Qi. Once Da Qi unifies the Central Plains, I am afraid that there will really be no Confucianism in the Central Plains.

"How can this be saved?"

Huang Shijun sighed: "Now that the soldiers and horses on the Huguang side have not been able to gather for a long time, I am afraid that someone has a different heart."

Hearing this, the hearts of everyone present sank. This was the last thing they wanted to see. Since ancient times, in the last years of a dynasty, countless careerists would emerge.

Now the puppet Qi separatists ruled Shandong and occupied the south of the Yangtze River, which seemed to be a success, but Gao Yingxiang, Zhang Xianzhong, Luo Rucai and the others fled around, engulfing the victims of the disaster and causing disaster everywhere.

What's more serious is that now Henan, Shaanxi, Shanxi, and Sichuan are suffering from drought, and only a few provinces in the south can collect taxes. If Huguang is in chaos again at this time, then Ming Dynasty will really be over. After all, Jiangnan is now occupied. , if Huguang is in chaos again, even if the south can collect taxes, it will not be able to send the capital to the capital.

"Why don't you reappoint the governor of Huguang?"

After thinking about it for a while, He Fengsheng said: "Arrange someone with no ambitions to go to Huguang, and then arrange a few strong generals to go there."

"Who are you going to arrange for?"

Hearing this, Zhang Zhifa frowned and said, "It may not be easy to suppress the situation in Huguang."

If you want to suppress the situation in Huguang, the person you send must be capable, and it is not an easy task to find someone who is capable but not ambitious.

"Let Yu Yinggui go."

After thinking for a while, He Fengsheng said: "By the way, Zu Dashou, Zhao Shoujiao, Cao Wenzhao, and Cao Bianjiao are transferred to assist Yu Yinggui. This way, it should be more or less the same."

Hearing He Fengsheng's words, Zhang Zhifa fell into deep thought. Zu Dashou and Zhao Lengjiao are two strong generals in Liaodong, needless to say, Cao Wenzhao and Cao Bianjiao's uncle and nephew are also strong generals. The rebels are running around, if these four people are transferred to Huguang to cooperate with Yu Yinggui, they should be able to suppress Huguang.

"What do you think?"

After pondering for a long time, Zhang Zhifa looked at Kong Zhenyun, Huang Shijun and the others. Although he was the chief assistant, he could not decide things by himself.

"I think so."

Kong Zhenyun nodded.

"I think so too."

Huang Shijun and the others also nodded.

"Then go see His Majesty."

Zhang Zhifa said in a deep voice, even if they agreed, it still had to be Zhu Youjian's final decision.

.........

Yangtze.

On the river, several small fishing boats were casting nets, and one of the small fishing boats was a young fisherman aged seventeen or eighteen.

"Three Dogs, how's the harvest?"

At this time, another small fishing boat approached, and a dark-faced old fisherman on board said with a smile.

"Uncle Ade, this fish is too difficult to catch."

Hearing what the old fisherman said, Hu Zhongwu said with a bitter face that he and the old fisherman belonged to the same clan, and his family lived along the Yangtze River, so they all made a living by farming and fishing. His boat originally belonged to his father, Hu Qing, who was a fisherman. For him to learn martial arts in the martial arts hall.

However, two months ago, his father contracted a serious illness, so he had no choice but to leave the martial arts school, take over the fishing boat, and fish to support his family. It's just that he lacks experience and can't catch fish for long.

"You, stop complaining and pay more attention. With more experience, this fish will be easier to catch."

The old fisherman shook his head imperceptibly. Hu Zhongwu's father, Hu Qing, was a well-known good fisherman nearby, and he could catch more fish than them every day, so he wanted to offer Hu Zhongwu to learn martial arts, so as to find a skill. There is no need to take risks on the river, and Hu Zhongwu is also striving, learning martial arts very hard.

Originally, according to this trend, Hu Zhongwu could learn martial arts well and get ahead, but unfortunately, due to unforeseen circumstances, Hu Qing suddenly became seriously ill, and the burden of the whole family fell on Hu Zhongwu's shoulders.

After saying a few more words, the old fisherman punted and left, leaving Hu Zhongwu alone on the river.

Glancing at the setting sun that had already begun to set, Hu Zhongwu sighed, and then cast his net towards the river again. He needs a lot of meat to learn martial arts, and nearly half of the fish he catches every day fell into his stomach. If he caught a little fish, he had to eat a little less.

But in this way, his martial arts progress will be slowed down. Without the medicinal food in the martial arts hall, his martial arts progress will be slowed down. If he eats less meat, his martial arts progress will be even slower.

Slowly retracting the fishing net, there were only a few small fish in the net. Hu Zhongwu could only propel the boat a little further, and cast the fishing net again.

After a while, Hu Zhongwu slowly pulled up the fishing net again. Just pulling, Hu Zhongwu realized something was wrong. This time the fishing net was too heavy, dozens of times heavier than before, and it seemed that a big fish had been caught.

It’s just that Hu Zhongwu’s face was not happy, but turned ugly. It’s not a good thing to catch a big fish. Once the big fish struggles, the fishing net can’t hold it at all. If the fishing net is too damaged, you have to spend money to buy a new one Well, now the Hu family is spending money, his father's illness costs money, and the family has to spend money, so there is not much money left.

Thinking of this, Hu Zhongwu hurriedly tied the fishing net to the bow, took out a harpoon from the side, bit it in his mouth, and then dived into the bottom of the water. At this time, the bottom of the water was already dark, so Hu Zhongwu could only swim along the fishing net go down.

At this time, a vortex suddenly appeared, and Hu Zhongwu had no time to react, and was swept deep into the bottom of the river by the current.

...

After a long time, Hu Zhongwu slowly opened his eyes, and what came into view was a deep cave, with bright beads on both sides of the cave, illuminating the cave brightly.

"come over!"

At this time, a long voice sounded from the depths of the cave.

Hearing this sound, Hu Zhongwu involuntarily walked towards the depths of the cave. As he went deeper and deeper, the cave became wider and wider, and finally he came to the edge of a water pool. Under the water pool was an extremely luxurious landscape. palace.

"Come down."

The long voice sounded again from the pool, and Hu Zhongwu couldn't help but walked down into the pool.

When he walked outside the palace, Hu Zhongwu just woke up like a dream, and in front of him was an extremely luxurious pavilion with gold bricks, white jade pillars, glazed roof, and pearl string curtains. In the pavilion was a man wearing a dragon robe. A middle-aged man with a pair of horns growing on his forehead, just like the legendary dragon god, exuding a majestic aura from the inside out.

"who are you?"

Hu Zhongwu said tremblingly, his hands and feet were a little at a loss.

"Sages don't need to be too frightened."

At this time, the middle-aged man said slowly: "This god is the Yangtze River Dragon God."

The thick voice seemed to have the power to comfort people's hearts, and Hu Zhongwu couldn't help but relax.

"Xiaomin pays homage to Master Dragon God!"

Hearing that the other party claimed to be the Dragon God, Hu Zhongwu quickly knelt down. As the son of a fisherman, the elders in the family told him that his family lived on the Yangtze River, so he must not disrespect the Dragon God.

"Sages don't need to be polite."

Before Hu Zhongwu could kneel down, the middle-aged man waved his hand lightly, and Hu Zhongwu couldn't kneel down anymore.

"I don't know what orders the Dragon God has for summoning the little people?"

Hu Zhongwu bent over and said humbly.

"Sages don't have to be like this."

The middle-aged man said softly: "This time, the god invited the sages to come, because he wants to ask the sages to save the common people in the world."

"Master Dragon God, did you hire the wrong person? Xiaomin is just a fisherman. How can He De save the common people?"

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Hu Zhongwu hurriedly said: "Master Dragon God should go to the emperor if he wants to save the common people."

As the son of a fisherman, his greatest wish is to learn martial arts and open his own martial arts gym or bodyguard agency. He never thought of saving the common people.

Hearing this, the middle-aged man shook his head and said: "The sages don't know something. The tyranny of the Ming Dynasty continues. The fate of the country has come to an end. The Central Plains is about to be in chaos. This god world is enshrined by the human race. I really can't bear to see the world in chaos and the people's lives. Watch today When I went to the sage, I found that the sage was worthy of the fate of the real dragon emperor, so I invited you rashly."

"Master Dragon God is saying that I have the fate of a real dragon?"

Hu Zhongwu was also stunned at this time, he never thought that the dragon god would say that he has the fate of a real dragon emperor.

"Sages, don't worry, this God has absolutely no reason to misunderstand."

The middle-aged man said solemnly: "I also hope that the sages can save the common people in the world."

After finishing speaking, the middle-aged man got up and saluted solemnly.

"Master Dragon God is absolutely forbidden."

Seeing the middle-aged man salute, he hurriedly stepped forward to support the middle-aged man, he didn't dare to let the dragon god salute, that would be a thunderbolt.

After a moment of silence, Hu Zhongwu opened his mouth and said: "Master Dragon God, Xiaomin is just a fisherman, even if he wants to save the world, he is powerless."

"Sage, don't worry."

The middle-aged man lightly stroked his long beard and said: "Since this god invites the sage to come, I will help the sage. This god has a drop of dragon blood from my destiny, which can help the sage reborn. Since then, my martial arts practice has been rapid."

After finishing speaking, a drop of shining golden beads flew out from the heart of the middle-aged man, and the next moment, the golden beads melted into Hu Zhongwu's body.

At this time, Hu Zhongwu just felt that strands of soft and extremely soft power appeared in his body. Under this power, the originally extremely thin internal force in his body continued to grow stronger as if he had taken a great tonic.

"I still have 5000 taels of gold here. The sages can take it back to recruit soldiers, form an army, overthrow the tyranny of the Ming Dynasty, and save the people of the world from suffering."

At this time, the middle-aged man said again, and waved his hand at the same time, small wooden boxes appeared one after another, and when the boxes were opened, the golden bars were extremely dazzling.

Looking at the boxes of gold bars, Hu Zhongwu couldn't help swallowing. As a fisherman's son, he had never seen gold, let alone boxes of gold bars.

"Sage, with these gold recruits, the sage will soon have his own army."

The middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "Now that the fate of the Ming Dynasty has come to an end, and natural disasters continue, when the time comes, the sages only need to raise their arms and shout, and everyone will surely follow."

Hearing the middle-aged man's words, Hu Zhongwu's eyes also had a strange light, which was the light of ambition.

Seeing the ambition in Hu Zhongwu's eyes, the middle-aged man's eyes became a little more inexplicable, like gratification, but also like greed, but it's a pity that Hu Zhongwu was only immersed in ambition at this time, and didn't notice it.

"Sage, this is the dragon scale of the god. This dragon scale will be given to the sage. If a sage wants to see the god, he only needs to come to this river area, and the god will know it."

At this moment, a scale appeared in the middle-aged man's hand, and with a wave of his hand, the dragon scale stuck to Hu Zhongwu's forehead. The next moment, the dragon scale disappeared into Hu Zhongwu's forehead, leaving only a The faint traces gave Hu Zhongwu a sense of mysterious majesty.

At this time, Hu Zhongwu was completely at a loss, and then returned to the fishing boat in a daze. It was not until the cold river wind blew that Hu Zhongwu suddenly woke up. Moved to the cabin, and then hastily rowed back home.

Deep in the bottom of the river, the middle-aged man watched Hu Zhongwu's fishing boat heading towards the shore with a strange look in his eyes.

...

Back on the shore, Hu Zhongwu took advantage of the night to move all the small wooden boxes back home, and then told his father Hu Qing about what happened to him.

"You said you met the Dragon God?"

Hu Qing's pale face was full of disbelief. He has been splashing on the river for more than 20 years. He has heard of many people being dragged down when encountering a water ghost, but he has never heard of it being true when encountering a dragon god.

"Father, you have seen this gold before, it can be fake."

Hu Zhongwu was a little dissatisfied, the dragon god said that he had the fate of the real dragon emperor, and his father still doubted the dragon god, so he doubted his true dragon fate.

After being silent for nearly an hour, Hu Qingcai said: "Zhongwu, tomorrow you can cut off a small piece of gold to exchange for silver, and then go back to the martial arts hall to practice martial arts."

Hu Zhongwu frowned and said, "Father, why are we going to the martial arts hall if we don't recruit soldiers?"

"Are you stupid?"

Hearing this, Hu Qing slapped Hu Zhongwu on the head, and said bitterly: "You are still recruiting troops with your current strength, if the news leaks out, the headhunters in the county can take your head to receive the reward!"

"Didn't the Dragon God make you reborn?"

After a pause, Hu Qingcai continued: "Practice martial arts well first, and then learn a little more about the art of war. When your strength is stronger than capturing the head, then recruiting troops and buying horses to attack the county is the right way to raise the banner of rebellion."

"Father, you are more thoughtful."

Hearing Hu Qing's words, Hu Zhongwu quickly nodded in agreement. He really thought too simply. He would only startle the government by recruiting troops now. It's better to wait until his martial arts become stronger. Anyway, the Dragon God has already reborn him with his own dragon blood. , Practicing martial arts should be a very simple matter.

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