Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 349
When Emperor Chongzhen was unhappy, Butler Tian, ​​who left the palace and went south overnight, was very happy. A whole package of gold shone before his eyes, and the old guy smiled happily and held his fists together.

"Thank you, Marshal Song, for watching!"

These words were carefully woven by Song Qingshu, and the big gift he got from Tian Hongyu after getting acquainted with him, on the one hand, cleansed himself from the emperor's heart, and on the other hand, picked him up to Hou Xun, the backbone of Donglin. , and Fushe smeared against him.

The more money-greedy, lustful, and vulgar, the less ambitious such a person is, and the more reassuring the emperor is, especially the old housekeeper's ignorance!As soon as Governor Ma came out, he sneaked Song Mouti back, further revealing that the begging army is controllable, although the whole thing is not like that.

As for talented scholars and beautiful ladies, it sounds beautiful, but what Emperor Chongzhen heard was that they formed gangs, and this will be put in the court in the future. Is it not a party struggle or something?And because of the two prostitutes, the thieves who had been recruited by the imperial court almost forced them to rebel again, messing up the southeast taxation area. Who can rest assured that they are in high positions?It can be said that the old steward said lightly that one-half of the official career of the famous four sons in the late Ming Dynasty was equivalent to death.

But it was originally Kou Baimen and Dong Xiaowan, but this time they were replaced by Li Xiangjun, which has nothing to do with Song Qingshu. The one who hit the wall was Tian Hongyu himself, who bumped into Li Xiangjun, and naturally took revenge along the way, and Hou Xun, Although he couldn't be moved this time, in the emperor's mind, his image has been greatly reduced, just like how Emperor Chongzhen suspected Yuan Chonghuan, he would also be unlucky soon.

This time, it was Song Qingshu's eldest nephew Li Dingguo who was in charge of the operation of the capital, that is, the distribution of money, and he couldn't help but wipe the sweat off his brow as he sent away the happy butler Tian.

"It's so fucking complicated."

"Fortunately, after finishing the work this time, we can go to the south of the Yangtze River to find the third uncle!"

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The situation was completely reversed. In June and July, the Jiaduobao company was still in shambles in Yingtian Mansion. It was almost September, and there were reports from the north that imperial envoys were going south to inspect Jiangnan, and it was impossible to vent their anger on Song Qingshu, a traitor. The news came that the imperial envoy was checking the salt!
Now most of the salt merchants in Yangzhou are dying, and they have been tossed miserably recently. The few 10 taels of silver were spent, and it was hard to persuade the successor Prime Minister of the five provinces, Wang Jiazhen, the right servant of the Ministry of War, to move to the Yinghuo Mountain area to save Huizhou , who knows that people have not waited to send troops, soaked in the urine in Dagongshan, wrote a book about Song Qing who visited here, and went back.

Moreover, the matter of recruiting security seems to be one step closer. Even the number of soldiers has to be negotiated. If it is necessary to fight to destroy the recruitment, Wang Jiazhen can't afford it. The salt merchant's money is worthless.

Who is Wang Yaozhi, the Wang family of Puzhou, the in-laws of Zhang Siwei, a former university scholar, a family of Shanxi merchants, and the Jin Party has always been a vassal of the Zhejiang Party. It is not a problem to spend money to solve the problem. The problem is that this time the money may not be able to solve it.

Both Fushe and salt merchants are enemies like forests.

And not only is the upper level tense, but the lower level is also having a hard time.

Yingtian's wharf has always relied on porters to carry goods, but these days, wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes. There are a total of two to three thousand porters, led by four major factions to support the Four King Kongs.

On that day, Song Qingshu's boat was smashed, Song Qingshu's goods were thrown away, and he even made a big claim that he would not move a box of things to Jiaduobao, but in the next few days, several gangs of porters were in trouble.

dead!
The Beggar Army controls Anqing, intercepts the Yangtze River with cannons, relies on its own wealth and power, swallows all the goods in the past few months, and there is no shortage of people in Yinghuo Mountain. Although Song Qingshu occupies less than half of the Dabie Mountains, but There are hundreds of thousands of people gathered under his command, and 2000 people were easily drawn from the beggar army and militia as porters, and the work was done.

For this reason, several foot gangs often staged martial arts at the ferry in Yanziji area. At first, the government favored the original four foot gangs and arrested many people from Jiaduobao. He didn't show up, but it's been good recently, he turned his head to the side of Jiaduobao's shop, and grabbed a lot of Yingtian's local feet.

The porter is a complete proletariat, if he is not alive, he will have nothing to eat!People are going to starve to death, and the ferocity of more than 200 thugs, the godfathers of the four major gangsters, has undoubtedly weakened a lot.

"Master Wu, Jia Duobao has been in trouble lately. Let's see if Lord Hou can solve it, at least release Chen Xiaojiu and the others."

Yanziji, Lejiang Tower, in the night.

The majestic Four King Kongs are just like their grandsons, sitting sadly on two long benches. Song Qingshu had seen them a few days ago, and the "Wu Dalang" who came to pick on him was sitting on the main seat with his legs crossed. , shaving his teeth at the table full of chicken, duck and fish.

"Your Majesty is taking care of this matter, but the imperial court has to come down for an imperial envoy recently, so it has to be postponed for a few days!"

"Master Wu, those barefoot boards underneath have nothing to eat, if you wait any longer, I'm afraid they will rebel!"

"That's right, Master Wu, but you made us fight against Jiaduobao Company, something happened, can't you just watch it?"

"Hey, are you still relying on me?" He spat out the toothpick and patted the table, "Wu Dalang" stood up with wide eyes, and the four King Kongs hurriedly stood up with a smile, but this time , the four of them were confused at the same time, they were all old drivers in the world, and the expressions of the four of them changed at the same time.

"Sweat medicine! Wu Lingtou!"

It was too late to draw the sword, so he stood up and retreated, and then eight guards from the Marquis Mansion broke in outside the door, the two of them held down one, and took them all out.

With a sack on his head, he was carried out from the back of the restaurant. As for the dozen or so young men who were playing the business, they had already paid for it, and they were thrown on the car like dead pork, and they were also pushed out.

Along the Yangtze River, the torches blown by the river wind were shaking, and the sack was finally removed. The Four Kings just discovered that almost all of the more than 200 younger brothers under their command had gathered here, and each of them was full of noodles. Lu was afraid, and brought a dozen soldiers of the Marquis Mansion with him, while "Wu Dalang" had a murderous sneer on his face.

"Wuraizi, you fucking dare to betray the water!"

"You have to die!"

The four of them immediately began to curse, and Wu Dalang's expression became bitter when he heard it, and he said with a wry smile.

"Brothers, we have been hanging out for several years. To tell you the truth, not only you guys are doomed this time, but the unhappy one, I have to jump into the river too!"

"Brothers, don't worry, brothers, sisters and nephews will go back to accompany you in a short time, let's go!"

"Wu Laitou, I will not let you go even if I am a ghost!"

While cursing, the four heads of outfits were tied up with big rocks, and only one person kicked on the edge of the cliff, and they splashed into the river one after another like toads plopping into the water. Their faces were as cold as ice, and "Wu Dalang" spoke sinisterly Those thugs roared: "Remember, Marshal Song has the final say on this Yingtianfudi street! From now on, this area will be under Shi Langshi's brother's control. Whoever dares to show their hair will go down to the river to feed the bastard!"

On the banks of the Yangtze River, except for the whistling Jiang Feng, no one dared to speak. Those hooligans who usually fight and fight, dare not even fart.

At the same time, the Longping Marquis mansion was full of enthusiasm. Song Qingshu, who had returned to Anqing, appeared here in a big way, and the leader of the nobles in Nanjing, Zhu Guobi, the Duke of Baoguo, was also there, as well as Princess Yunjiao, the little pepper. Song Qingshu held his arms proudly, while Longping Hou Zhang Gongri bent over with an eunuch slightly sadly.

"It's really flooding the Dragon King Temple. The family doesn't know the family. If I knew that Jiaduobao's business was owned by Lord Fu, Xiaohou would not stop it no matter what. Oh, tell me about it!"

"It's good to know this time. If you say you, I have to trouble Eunuch Tian to come to the south!"

Zhang Gongri said with a little sneer, Zhu Guobi blamed him from the sidelines, and then smiled and punched Song Qingshu: "Song Junma, Longpinghou is also an unknown person, brother, I will come forward, look, the matter Is it okay?"

In the Ming Dynasty, clansmen and nobles also formed a class of their own, and the clans were on top of the clans. Among the clans, King Fu was obviously at the top of the food chain, and they seemed to form a small group to fight against the pressure of the imperial court together. .

Don't underestimate the clansmen and honors, no matter how difficult the situation is, Emperor Chongzhen did not reach out to them. In the system of Daming, the strength of the clansmen and honors can be imagined, and there is also a set of rules running inside it , this time Longpinghou made a move to the people of Fufan, and the honorable head of Nanjing, Duke Baoguo, has to be responsible for settling it, otherwise other clansmen will put pressure on Yingtian.

I can't do anything to Zhang Gongri, but once the Longping Hou Mansion is squeezed out of this circle, life will be difficult, so no matter how taboo Song Qingshu and Xiaojiao's identities are, this Baoguogong still has the upper hand.

But I really didn't expect that the banner of King Fu was really easy to use. Naturally, Song Qingshu couldn't control it, so he also put on a smiling face.

"Little brother also has a lot of faults, but we have traveled thousands of miles just to ask for money for Mr. Yuezhang. We are making money with harmony. Let's get over the unpleasant things before!"

"Okay, Brother Song is generous, come, let's have a toast!" Zhu Guobi was immediately overjoyed.

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Had dinner at Longping Hou Mansion, Xiaojiao made a string of coral necklaces, and Song Qingshu was a newly recruited shareholder of Jiaduobao Company, this Gongri was quite rich, investing no less than 30 taels, but this If he didn't get it, Song Qingshu sent out another 1 taels first.

"Grandpa Xie Jun offered a reward!" Holding the box of gold, Eunuch Tian, ​​who was not too old, suddenly burst into a smile, while Song Qingshu suppressed his depression, and clasped his fists with a smile.

"Take me back and say hello to Shizi!"

This Eunuch Tian is not an ordinary person, um, he will not be an ordinary person in the future. After Luoyang was captured, he accompanied Zhu Yousong to flee south. There are also many allies, but Xiaojiao is not as far away as Song Qingshu sees. When she returned to the newly built house near Qixia Mountain, she still pouted happily.

"It's just a eunuch, why give him so much money, why don't you just give it to my brother?"

"Hehe, there will be some on the side of the prince, let's not talk about this, tomorrow, Ruan Dabeard's new play will appear, I will take you to see it, okay?"

Cuddling the treasure while embracing it, and looking at the hazy Qixia Mountain, Song Qingshu had a relaxed smile on his face again.

Donglin Fushe can't sit still!

(End of this chapter)