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Chapter 822 Six Strategies to Safeguard Liao and Secure the Borders The Emperor's Grace to Punish the Lowly Scholars

Will Li Chengliang become the An Lushan of the Ming Dynasty?

Everyone in the Ming Dynasty was skeptical about this issue, including the officials in the court. When the cabinet discussed Hou Yuzhao's appointment to Zhejiang, they avoided mentioning Li Chengliang and instead threw the issue to Li Chengliang.

No matter what choice Li Chengliang made, he would be responsible for his choice and his reputation after his death.

Even the emperor himself had pondered this question which had no answer.

In the end, the emperor gave up thinking about it, because everyone's choice will change with the changes in the world situation. Before that day really comes, let alone the emperor, Li Chengliang himself doesn't know what choice he will make.

In the 13th year of Wanli, he took the initiative to return to the hinterland and followed the emperor south. It was the first time he left Liaodong. At that time, the seven tribes of Outer Khalkha, Haixi Jurchen, Wild Jurchen, and even Jianzhou Jurchen were not particularly stable.

He also arranged a back-up plan, which was half successful. With Lee Sun, the king of the Joseon Dynasty, as the center, these barbarians united together. However, because no one dared to be the first to take action and test the strength of the Ming Dynasty, the plan ultimately ended in failure.

At that time, Japan was forcing the King of Korea to go to Kyoto to pay homage, and the situation in Korea was shrouded in dark clouds and seemed poised to take a heavy toll.

Everyone knew clearly that Li Chengliang had to return to Liaodong. Whether he was leading the Liaodong Army into the Korean War as the general of the expedition against Japan, or supporting the Korean war in Liaodong, Li Chengliang had to go back.

But this time, everything changed. Korea, the leader of the anti-Ming alliance, was driven to Pyongyang by the Japanese pirates in just one month, and the Ming army defeated the Japanese pirates with great ease. The rebels outside the Liaodong Pass no longer had the courage to have improper intentions and easily anger the Ming Dynasty.

Fighting the Japanese pirates in Korea will help unite Liaodong and rally the people's hearts.

This logic may seem a bit strange, but it is true.

This time when Li Chengliang left, he really left Liaodong and gave up the power to command the elite border troops. He planned to learn from Wei Qing's style of closing the door to visitors in his later years, cultivate his noble spirit, and live out his life in the gentle land of the south.

In fact, the motivation that prompted Li Chengliang to make this decision was that his son had gradually climbed to a high position, so he didn't have to worry about being abandoned. Even if the emperor was so unkind and wanted to retaliate against Li Chengliang, he had to endure it because Li Rusong was so good at fighting.

The emperor is so young that he can outlive all these powerful old men just by outlasting them.

On the afternoon of the 23rd day of the twelfth lunar month, the north wind began to howl with a cold wave, sweeping across the capital and across the magnificent roof of the Tonghe Palace. A layer of frost condensed on the golden glazed tiles, and the copper bells hanging on the eaves rang in the wind.

A palace servant stretched out his hand to feel the cold wind and saw the wetness on his hand. He was surprised to find that it was snowing.

Soon, the entire palace was filled with dancing silver flakes. The snow was very small, as fine as salt powder, and the ice surface of the Dragon Pond was covered with a layer of translucent gauze.

At dusk, the silvery snow condensed into goose feathers, rustling and dancing with the north wind, knocking on the blue brick pavement of the capital. The old man selling malt sugar put away his bamboo clapper and went home covered in the snow. The night watchman wrapped in a sheepskin coat, beat the gong to remind thousands of families to be careful with the lights, leaving behind rows of footprints, which were soon covered up by the new snow.

This was the first snow in the 15th year of the Wanli reign. The palace servants rushed to tell each other and congratulated the Emperor, saying that it was another snowy year, and the auspicious snow was a sign of a good harvest.

According to the research of astronomers, because the Taihang Mountains and Yanshan Mountains blocked the cold current, as long as it started snowing in the capital, it meant that heavy snow had fallen in Shanxi, Gansu, the three guards of Ningxia, Suiyuan, Henan and other places.

I can’t say there will be a good harvest next year, but it will definitely not be a disaster year.

In recent years, God has been very considerate to Your Majesty and has not allowed Your Majesty to go to the Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests to pray for snow.

The next morning, the snow still showed no sign of stopping, and the entire capital was covered in snow. Li Chengliang and Hou Yuzhao took a carriage, drove over the snow, and came to the gate of Tonghe Palace, requesting to see His Majesty the Emperor. Soon, the palace servants led the two into the imperial study of Tonghe Palace.

"Your Majesty, we pay our respects to you. Long live Your Majesty. Long, long live Your Majesty." Li Chengliang and Hou Yuzhao bowed five times and kowtowed three times before paying homage to the emperor.

Zhu Yijun said with a smile on his face: "No need to be polite, please sit down quickly."

"I have tasted the bighead carp sent by Ningyuan Hou. It is very delicious, but the journey is too far. It is better to send frozen fish in the future. It will not go bad in winter."

"As long as Your Majesty likes it, the food tastes extremely delicious. The people of Chagan Lake are eternally grateful. I will obey your order." Li Chengliang smiled happily. He did not hide his intention. He sent the New Year gift in the hope that the emperor would bring him some goods.

Apparently, His Majesty is happy to carry this stuff!

"I heard that Marquis Ningyuan refused the position of chief academic officer of the Imperial Military Academy. Why?" Zhu Yijun looked a little puzzled. What he said before were just polite words.

No matter how polite the emperor was, Chagan Lake would still send live fish to the palace. If it wasn't live fish, it would be disrespectful. How could the emperor be allowed to eat dead fish!
After the polite words, it’s time to get down to business.

Zhu Yijun appointed him as the chief priest of the Military Academy, but Li Chengliang sternly refused the position.

"Your Majesty, I am over sixty years old, and I will be sixty-two after the New Year. I am old, so I plan to wait until the Spring Equinox, when the Gouchen moves and the Ziwei becomes dizzy, and then go south to the south of the Yangtze River for recuperation." Li Chengliang answered Your Majesty's question, and also saved Your Majesty from worrying that he would learn from Sima Yi.

Li Chengliang felt that he didn't have many years left to live. He had fought in wars all his life and was covered with injuries. When he was young, it didn't matter, but now that he was old, he was full of diseases. When winter came, it felt like ants were crawling all over his body, and he felt numb, itchy and painful.

He went to the south to let the emperor use Li Rusong more and not have to worry about this old guy having any intention of usurping the throne.

Sima Yi left a shadow on the world's military generals that lasted for a thousand years. He wiped Li Jing's forehead, shot Li Shanchang in the middle of his eyebrows, and now he was rushing towards Li Chengliang.

Li Chengliang himself felt that the further south he went, the more at ease the emperor would be, after all, the farther he was from his old nest, and there was no need to worry about him raising elite soldiers and one day taking advantage of the emperor's tour to overthrow the throne.

Zhu Yijun smiled. In the original historical line, Li Chengliang simply lived too long. If he was like Qi Jiguang, who lived in his sixties with unfulfilled ambitions, was attacked by the censors, was troubled by the court, and died of depression, there would probably not be so much controversy.

"My dear minister, you are worrying too much. I will give you the position of chief academic officer of the Military Academy." Zhu Yijun still gave him the appointment.

Li Chengliang was an old fox. He immediately understood that His Majesty wanted him to stay in the capital because he might have other uses for him. He thought for a moment before bowing his head and saying, "I understand. I will obey your order."

Hou Yuzhao looked at Li Chengliang and the emperor with some confusion. He really couldn't figure out what these old and young foxes were up to. Their words were vague and confusing.

Zhu Yijun saw Hou Yuzhao's confusion and explained, "My dear Hou, I left Li Shuai in the capital to do some dirty work. Sometimes, when I find it inconvenient to deal with censors and powerful people, I have to trouble Li Shuai to beat them up."

"It's not dirty, it's not dirty! Your Majesty, I am happy to serve you." Li Chengliang agreed readily. It would be great to be able to beat up the lowly Confucian scholar!
"Ah?" Hou Yuzhao stared at the emperor in shock. Is this the reason why the emperor wanted to keep Li Chengliang?
How can you say it so bluntly?

Some censors talked nonsense, but it did not constitute false accusation, and it was not easy for the emperor to punish them. After all, the emperor had to keep the channels of communication open so that the opinions of the people could be conveyed to the emperor. However, these censors who talked nonsense were really hateful, and it would be hard to accept the emperor's mistake if they were not beaten and disciplined.

Therefore, when Li Chengliang met such a guy who did not commit a crime in the capital, he would just punch him twice, and he would know that he had repented.

The emperor was happy, and Li Chengliang could exercise his power and correct the public opinion in the capital at the same time. What's not to like?

Moreover, the Military Academy is a place for training military generals, and it can be regarded as a promise made by the emperor. As long as they do not cause trouble, their Li family will be the Ningyuan Marquis who will prosper together with the country, or even the Duke's Mansion.

"Old... Governor Hou, didn't I beat up a few ignorant imperial censors the last time I came back to Beijing?" Li Chengliang said with a smile on his face, "Your Majesty, don't worry, I am good at beating people! Leave it to me!"

The act of beating the censors is in itself a cut-off from the civil servants as a group and is also an act of self-pollution. He beats the civil servants for no reason. Which civil servant would be willing to support him?
In this way, there is no need to go south, and the purpose of making His Majesty the Emperor feel at ease is achieved.

The court needs such a reckless person. Qi Jiguang is now the Duke of Fengguo and a general. He represents the will of 100,000 Beijing troops and 2 million soldiers. It is really not convenient for him to do such a stupid thing.

Li Chengliang didn't matter. In the eyes of the censors in the capital, the prejudices in their hearts had already shaped Li Chengliang into that image. Since the civil officials collectively had a prejudice against Li Chengliang, he might as well live up to the prejudice and let them see.

"Ah, so it is." Hou Yuzhao had no choice but to accept this result. Li Chengliang and Li Rusong were very dissatisfied with the civil officials. This was due to the long-standing public opinion in the Ming Dynasty that the civil officials should control the military officials and promote the civil officials over the military officials.

Li Rusong once openly challenged Governor Tan Lun over military affairs in the Beijing camp.

The term "Ming Dynasty civil servants collective" is not quite accurate. The correct explanation is: the landlord bureaucratic class.

This class has gradually become a resistance and obstacle to the progress of history, and is gradually becoming a historical shackle on the change of production relations, a conservative barrier to political power, a conservative clan in cultural consciousness, a social class, and an obstacle to geographical circulation.

In terms of production relations, they supported personal dependence and opposed free employment; in terms of political power, they supported strict hierarchy and opposed reform; in terms of cultural consciousness, they supported alienated Confucianism and opposed new learning; in terms of social circulation, they supported the prohibition of free circulation of people and opposed universal education.

It was not the kind of opposition that Xu Chengchu had. Xu Chengchu's opposition was based on the consideration of the overall situation of the Ming Dynasty and the drastic impact of the population siphon effect. He demanded the establishment of horizontal fiscal and taxation transfer payments to make up for the huge investment in talent training in the mainland and narrow the development imbalance between the developed coastal areas and the underdeveloped hinterland areas.

The inferior Confucians are against the poor and coolies achieving class transition through education and becoming equals to them.

This is why the emperor was always wary of the Ming civil service collective, or the landlord bureaucratic class.

"My dear Lord Hou, please tell me in detail about your plan for the Liaodong Agricultural Reclamation Bureau." Zhu Yijun talked about Hou Yuzhao's Liaodong Agricultural Reclamation Bureau.

Hou Yuzhao immediately perked up. He didn't understand the ways of the world, but he knew how to get things done. He took out a memorial, handed it to His Majesty, and said, "The Agricultural Reclamation Bureau must be in the capital, under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of War and the Ministry of Revenue. All personnel appointments and dismissals are under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Personnel, and are directly under the jurisdiction of the court."

The memorial discussed six aspects, namely, establishing regulations to clarify responsibilities, opening up fields to fill warehouses, tightening military preparations to deter the enemy, announcing new policies to control migration, conducting performance appraisals to eliminate deception and concealment, and distributing weapons to boost the land's potential. Therefore, they are called the Six Strategies for Securing Liao.

(Detailed version of the Six Strategies for Land Reclamation in Liaodong)

There were four floating tickets on the memorial, and the Imperial Household Department planned to cover one with red. Zhu Yijun only needed to take out the Wanli Dasei seal and stamp it on it, and it would be passed by the court.

Wenyuan Pavilion assistant ministers floated a proposal: [Please set up a special agricultural reclamation department to coordinate the military and civilian settlements, use the new field system to strengthen the foundation, use sweet potatoes and iron plows to enrich the border reserves, strictly examine the achievements and eliminate the accumulated malpractices, and aim to build a barrier for the Han people outside the Great Wall.]
The Imperial Household Department drafted in red: [This policy is well-thought-out and deeply in line with my wishes. It is hereby implemented immediately. Shandong will be given 50,000 shi of grain per year to help. The Minister of Agriculture will quickly issue rules and regulations to examine merits and set up reward standards. Any civil or military official who dares to leak the information will be severely punished by the Ministry of Industry and Information.]
Being an emperor in the Ming Dynasty was actually not a difficult thing. One had to read the memorials clearly, think through the ministers' respective positions, and even the reply had been written by the Imperial Household Department. All one had to do was stamp it and express one's stance.

The Ming Dynasty’s error correction mechanism was very powerful. Of course, if it encountered an emperor who did not attend court or take care of affairs for thirty years, no matter how strong the error correction ability was, it would not be effective.

As for the Liaodong Agricultural Reclamation Bureau's memorial, the emperor did not even need to let Hou Yuzhao make a personal appearance, as the cabinet ministers had already inquired about it in great detail.

Zhu Yijun talked with Hou Yuzhao in detail about the contents of the memorial. Some of these six strategies had been in the works for a long time, some would be done in the future, and some had always existed but had no written laws. Now they have been made into explicit text.

In short, Hou Yuzhao's memorial was just to nail the nails and repair the horseshoes for the Ming Dynasty so that it would not have to walk on one leg.

"My dear minister, your good advice really comforts me. Let's do it." Zhu Yijun asked Feng Bao to bring the imperial seal and stamp it on the memorial, representing the establishment of the Liaodong Agricultural Reclamation Bureau of the Ming Dynasty, which would run parallel to the Liaodong Three-Department System of the Ming Dynasty.

"Your Majesty, the Northeast is too large. I think it should be divided into three parts: one part for Liaoyang, one part for Jilin, and one part for Heilongjiang. Heilongjiang crosses the Xiaoxianbei Mountain and goes further north to the frozen land of the Far North, which is uninhabited." Li Chengliang put forward his opinions and ideas.

Liaodong is too big, one province might not be enough, three is not much difference. Northeast is vast, it takes 1,200 li from the capital to Liaoyang, and 2,000 li from Liaoyang to Heilongjiang, this is the distance measured by Li Chengliang with horse hooves. From the capital to Guangzhou, it is only 4,000 li.

"What Ningyuan Hou said makes sense, but we can't rush this matter. Let's first finish the matter of Liaodong Agricultural Reclamation Bureau." Zhu Yijun affirmed Li Chengliang's ideas and suggestions, but did not do it immediately. If we do it bit by bit, it can be done eventually.

"Is Li Yashi going to be the first to be beaten?" Li Chengliang was already ready to make a move.

Zhu Yijun asked in surprise: "Has even Liaodong heard about the joke Li Yashi made up?"

"Your Majesty, Liaodong is not a place with isolated information. Official reports, miscellaneous newspapers, and some storybooks are widely circulated in Liaodong." Hou Yuzhao answered your majesty's question. Liaodong is not located in the mountains. Since the highway was built to Jilin in the tenth year of Wanli, the transportation distance between Liaodong and the capital is shorter than that from the capital to Sichuan.

Wherever the imperial road extends, it is the territory where the Ming Dynasty can rule.

"Li Yashi doesn't need to be beaten. He can always provide another perspective. He is another form of remonstrant minister." Zhu Yijun considered it and decided not to let Li Yashi be beaten.

Because of the rapid development of the Ming Dynasty, some problems were covered up by the rapid development, so that when the court discovered problems, it hoped that rapid development would smooth them out.

Rigidity leads to the formulation of rules and constraints that often cannot keep up with the pace of development.

There were many talented people in the Ming Dynasty, and even more smart people. They could naturally see the problems and also put forward good suggestions. However, due to rigidity and various other reasons, they lacked sufficient courage and motivation to implement the suggestions when it came time to implement them.

That's enough. This kind of muddled way of thinking based on the doctrine of the mean is actually very widespread.

At this time, friendly countries can provide the courage and motivation to execute.

For example, when the Ming Dynasty opened up to the sea, everyone knew that the imperial court was extremely poor and could make money by opening up the sea, but there was a lack of motivation to do it. At this time, large sailing ships from the West came to the port of the Ming Dynasty and demanded trade, which hit the most sensitive spot of the Ming Dynasty, the Celestial Empire.

The small foreign countries in the West have all become the empire on which the sun never sets, while you, the Celestial Empire, are still struggling on the land. Everyone in the court, both inside and outside, should think about one question: Is this what the Celestial Empire should look like?
The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty was unwilling to play dumb and did not choose to turn a blind eye to the arrival of the large sailing ship. Being ahead is leading. Zhu Yijun could not close his eyes, cover his ears and shake his body to pretend that the Ming Dynasty was still the Celestial Empire.

For example, Li Yashi always talked about the great moral disadvantage of the Ming Dynasty in the process of colonization. When engaging in colonization, one cannot be morally noble, and treating barbarians as human beings is the arrogance of the Celestial Empire. It was only after Yin Zhengmao was hit by a boomerang that he began to change and formulated various policies to protect the interests of the basic base.

These are the positive meanings of Legazpi's "surprise of friendly nations".

Doctors cannot heal themselves. They often cannot see the problems in themselves. Even if they do, they are too lazy to solve them because of stubbornness and laziness.

From this different perspective, Allies can accurately find the cause of the problem. As long as the Ming Dynasty does not change, Allies can accurately hit the spot that makes everyone in the Ming Dynasty angry and ashamed for the second time.

With courage, motivation and determination, coupled with the efficient court brought about by Zhang Juzheng's rectification of the bureaucracy, to execute a policy order with the mentality of cutting off one's own arm to save one's life, one can accelerate change.

The surprise of friendly nations prompted the change of dynasty, which was why Zhu Yijun allowed Li Yashi to criticize the emperor again and again.

The surprise of friendly countries could also promote the Wanli Reform in the Ming Dynasty to change and maintain its status as the Celestial Empire, just as Felipe would rather make concessions to Western countries than maintain his status as the overlord of the British Empire.

The Celestial Empire, this narrative that was ahead of the world, was also the core interest of the Ming Dynasty. Once the myth was shattered, the Ming Dynasty would not be far from its demise.

"Oh, then I won't beat him." Li Chengliang said with a little disappointment. He, Li Chengliang, didn't understand the major events such as the Wanli Reform. He just knew to beat up some cheap Confucian scholars who were talking nonsense to create some bad reputation for himself.

This is a separation, a separation between military men and literati, and if military heroes and civil officials get too close, Your Majesty will be unable to sleep or eat.

Zhu Yijun looked at Hou Yuzhao and said with a frown, "My dear Hou, didn't I ask you to pick a few beauties from all over the world yesterday? I heard from Feng Daban that you refused."

Hou Yuzhao took a deep breath and said solemnly: "Your Majesty, how about you reward me with some silver? This foreigner is really a disgrace to our culture."

When Li Chengliang heard this, he immediately curled his lips and said, "Old Zhao, you are dishonest and a hypocrite."

The beauties from all over the world sent by His Majesty were carefully selected. They were neither hairy nor had body odor. Hou Yuzhao took a few more glances at them, but ultimately refused.

"Be careful with your words in front of your majesty." Seeing Li Chengliang's behavior, Hou Yuzhao quickly reminded him, then bowed his head and said, "Your majesty, I am not young anymore, I really can't afford it. I have a fierce wife at home. If I accept this, I am afraid that my family will be in turmoil."

"Haha, henpecked!" Only then did Li Chengliang understand why Hou Yuzhao took a few more glances at her but did not choose her. It was indeed unacceptable to have a fierce wife at home.

Zhu Yijun heard this and said with a smile, "Well, Feng Daban, bring me a hundred silver coins. By the way, there is an empty courtyard with three entrances and exits behind the Ningyuan Marquis's mansion. Give it to you, my dear Marquis."

"I thank Your Majesty for your grace." Hou Yuzhao was stunned. One hundred silver coins were already a lot. The key point was the yard behind Ningyuan Marquis' Mansion. It was a location that could not be bought even if one had money.

The Ningyuan Marquis Mansion and the Fengguo Duke Mansion are adjacent to each other and not far from the Tonghe Palace. This is the most valuable location in the capital.

"It is only right that you should be rewarded for your contribution in reclaiming wasteland in Liaodong." Zhu Yijun said very solemnly: "Your Excellency will take up the post of returning farmland to Zhejiang and concurrently take charge as the Minister of Revenue. Be careful in everything and return to the court when you are done."

Bright rewards are like the sun and the moon, which make the loyal and good people show their honor; severe punishments are like thunder and lightning, which make it difficult for the treacherous and cunning to escape punishment;
Believe in rewards and punishments and make the world pure and clear. The wise rulers of all dynasties must first correct the laws of rewards and punishments when governing the country, and then they can plan for great peace and order in the world.

When the emperor loses the balance between rewards and punishments, it is the root cause of disasters and chaos.

The Liaodong Agricultural Reclamation Bureau established by Hou Yuzhao in Liaodong can be said to have completely solved the major concern of the Ming Dynasty court. If Liaodong really became a warlord, the Ming Dynasty would have to devote all its national strength to resolve the hidden danger, and that would not be solved by just a courtyard or a ministry.

After the farmland return in Zhejiang is completed, Hou Yuzhao can be promoted and will be called Hou Yuzhao Houbutang from now on.

"We will take our leave now." Li Chengliang and Hou Yuzhao left Tonghe Palace together.

"Old Zhao, don't hold on when you get to Zhejiang. I still have a few years to live. If the situation is really difficult, just write a letter to the capital and I will go there immediately. I will turn Zhejiang upside down!" Li Chengliang was standing at the gate of Tonghe Palace, and his voice was just loud enough for Zhang Hong, who had come out to see him off, to hear clearly.

Li Chengliang cut ties with the civil officials, not with Hou Yuzhao. They had been friends for fifteen years, and Li Chengliang was reluctant to part with their friendship of fighting each other for the sake of their lives.

The task of returning the land is not easy at all. It seems to be all about farming, but the situation in Zhejiang is not as good as that in Liaodong. The enemy in Liaodong is very clear, that is, the barbarians outside the Great Wall. To deal with them, we have to work together.

The enemies in Zhejiang are all under the water, and they may even lose their lives unexpectedly.

"Don't worry. Even if I can't win, I won't ride a cloud to heaven, like Sun Wukong asking Tathagata for help? Don't worry, I can't lose face." Hou Yuzhao didn't care. When he was in Liaodong, he asked for reinforcements many times. As a member of the imperial party, the emperor was his backer!
"Hahaha! Let's go, Lao Zhao, to the front gate building." Li Chengliang laughed and stretched his shoulders and said.

"What to do?" Hou Yuzhao frowned, thinking that things were not that simple. Li Chengliang liked to listen to music in brothels. He even built a brothel in Tieling and was scolded by the censors. Qianmenlouzi Teahouse was a place for listening to storytelling. What was Li Chengliang doing there?

"Beat that cheap scholar! That Zhao Nanxing." Li Chengliang strode towards the big teahouse.

In the past, when he was fighting on the front line, he could only tolerate these despicable Confucian scholars again and again. Even if he felt a huge resentment in his heart, he could not lose his temper and had to be humble. Otherwise, it would be a mess and the military supplies would be gone. He, Li Chengliang, would also have a bad reputation as a powerful person, which made the court wary of him.

Now, he can finally vent the anger in his heart, this is a special permission from the emperor!

Of course, Li Chengliang did not go alone. As a military hero second only to Qi Jiguang, Li Chengliang had 200 members of the Tielin Army. The Tielin Army were all Ti cavalry. While ensuring safety, they also monitored the military heroes to prevent them from raising assassins. In this way, everyone could look decent.

The group rushed around the capital and broke into the Qianmen Tower.

"Sir, are you here to listen to storytelling or to a chat? Our shop isn't open yet, why don't you come back at noon?" The waiter was frightened by the scene and stepped forward to stop them. Who knew these strong men would draw their knives the next moment?

"How much do you make a month?" Li Chengliang asked with a smile.

The waiter replied with a strange look on his face: "One thousand five hundred coins."

"Why are you risking your life for such a small amount of money? I want to find Zhao Nanxing, tell me where he is." Li Chengliang threw out three silver coins. It was not a big deal to make things difficult for these small people.

"In the backyard, Yard 3." The waiter smiled as he took the silver coin. He pointed to the backyard and whispered, "Zhao Nanxing drank a lot yesterday and brought back a prostitute. We don't allow prostitutes to stay here for storytelling, but he refused and got really angry. We couldn't afford to offend him, so we let him in."

"Now, Zhao Nanxing hasn't gotten up yet, gentlemen, please greet me!"

When the waiter heard that they were looking for trouble with Zhao Nanxing, he immediately stopped trying to stop them. Their storytelling hall could not afford to offend scholars or military honors.

"Okay, I'll go find him myself." Li Chengliang led the Tielin Army and went straight to the third house of the Yizi Courtyard. A Ti cavalryman knocked on the door, but no one answered.

Li Chengliang kicked the door open, and rushed over to Zhao Nanxing who was still getting dressed. He grabbed him by the collar and asked in a stern voice, "Are you Zhao Nanxing?"

"I'm Zhao Nanxing." Zhao Nanxing was shaking with fear. He didn't remember offending such a vicious person.

"Remember my face, I'm Ningyuan Hou Li Chengliang." Li Chengliang clenched his fist and punched Zhao Nanxing in the face with a cannon punch. The cannon punch was sent straight in at an angle, and before the fist tip arrived, a strong wind blew in his face. The punch was accurate and fierce.

Zhao Nanxing was a weak scholar, how could he have suffered such a torture? Li Chengliang had fought in battles all his life, and even though he was old, he almost killed Zhao Nanxing with just this one punch.

"Old Li, Old Li! Please be gentler. Don't kill him." Hou Yuzhao hurriedly tried to stop him.

"I know, I only used 30% of my strength. He won't die." Li Chengliang shook Zhao Nanxing to see that he had come to his senses. He then punched Zhao Nanxing in the face with another heavy punch and threw him onto the bed.

Li Chengliang has been killing people all his life and knows how to handle things very well. Although he looks seriously injured, in fact, it is mainly to embarrass Zhao Nanxing.

These scholars value their face more than their life.

"Why did you suddenly break in and commit the crime!" Zhao Nanxing huddled in the corner of the bed, extremely terrified, not as calm as the prostitute.

"I'm Li Chengliang. Do I need a reason to beat you up?" Li Chengliang clapped his hands and said with a smile, "You are a lowly scholar. The battle is going on at the front line, and you are fanning the flames and gossiping behind the scenes. If I throw you to the Japanese pirates, you will know why we should strengthen our military power."

"Go home!" Li Chengliang was very proud and left the Qianmenlouzi Teahouse in a triumphant manner.

His choice was not wrong. Not only could he get honors, but he could also beat up the lowly Confucian scholars. This was much more lively than being in Liaodong.

(End of this chapter)