I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 131
Because all the royal family members were dispatched to the Shaanxi-Gansu border by the idiot emperor's order.

Therefore, the big families in Taiyuan City, apart from those officials and eunuchs, are the owners and family members of the eight major Shanxi merchants, the top ten pawnshops, and the three major banks.

In name, the so-called Qiao family in Qixian County, Chang family in Yuci, Cao family in Taigu, Hou family in Jiexiu, Qu family in Qixian county, Kang family in Linfen, Fan family in Jiexiu and Kong family in Taigu, etc. Stay for a few days at the end of the year, Mid-Autumn Festival, and Qingming.

In these turbulent days, refugees are everywhere, bandits are rampant, those old houses of rich families, even if each family has a high-walled courtyard and employs hundreds of servants to guard the courtyard, it is still difficult to save their lives.

Therefore, everyone flocked to Taiyuan City to buy land and build houses, and each family was more low-key and extravagant than the other.

If Mao Yuanyi wants to make trouble, he just needs to break through Taiyuan City.

Even, there is no need to break through the city wall...

Geng Ruqi, the governor of Shanxi, led the main officials and a 3000-strong army to Datong Mansion to deal with the incident of "scholars from Jinyang Academy besieging the railway".

The defense of the entire city of Taiyuan is in charge of Qiao Yongyuan, the deputy military envoy.

This person is from Qiao's family in Qi County. They are better at business than being an official. There are more than a dozen shops outside the mouth, mainly selling gunpowder, copper and iron.

In the list sent by Zhu Youjian, this person ranked third.

At this moment, he was lying on the Arhat bed and was about to take a nap.

Spring is sleepy and autumn is exhausting. The sun at noon is so hot that it hangs high in the sky, making the whole city of Taiyuan drowsy.

Suddenly, several crisp gunshots broke the tranquility.

"Who the hell accidentally let the musket go off?"

As soon as Qiao Yongyuan got up, he poured a bowl of tea on the head and face of a maid who was pinching his legs, kicked her to the ground, and cursed angrily:

"Idiot, get out of here!"

The servant girl was frightened, her face was miserable, and she ran out of the door of the upper room.

"Bang" a muffled sound.

The maid collided with a guerrilla rushing in, let out a muffled grunt, and rolled out seven or eight steps away.

"Report...Master, it's not good!"

"Presumptuous, why panic?"

The guerrilla knelt on one knee, stuttering and unable to speak, and was kicked in the face by Qiao Yongyuan.

"My lord, Chengchengcheng... is broken!"

"The city is broken? Did the earth dragon turn over? No, I didn't feel it just now."

Qiao Yongyuan looked puzzled, and couldn't help kicking him again.

The guerrilla hissed, "It's bandit soldiers attacking the city, our city gate has been breached!"

Qiao Yongyuan was taken aback, and sat down on Arhat's bed, muttering to himself: "No, it's impossible!"

"Under broad daylight, the universe is bright and clear, is there any law of the king?
ah?Is there still Wang Fa? "

With a "bang", the guerrilla was kicked heavily in the face again: "Tell me, where did the bandits come from? Could it be that the prince from the northern barbarian side has arrived, and the bastards guarding the city have made things difficult for him?"

Guerrilla said loudly: "It's not the prince over there, it seems to be... the bandit soldiers from Shaanxi and Gansu!"

Qiao Yongyuan was surprised again.

If it is an ordinary rogue, even if they break through the city temporarily, they will only loot and plunder, and will flee when the officers and soldiers return to the defense.

However, the rebels from the three prefectures of Shanxi and Gansu...

The town kills rich and powerful families, divides the land equally, opens warehouses to release grain, and kills all corrupt officials.

That is, it will be fatal!
"Quick, get your horse ready!"

"Let the soldiers resist for a while, let's get out of the city!"

While talking, with a loud "boom", the courtyard wall of Qiao's mansion was bombarded and collapsed, opening a gap of three or four feet.

"Quick, let the soldiers block it!"

With a hoarse roar, Qiao Yongyuan rushed forward a few steps, grabbed the maidservant and stood in front of him, and retreated into the upper house in panic, staring outside, his face full of fear.

He is a good businessman, not a good military assistant.

A group of personal soldiers rushed out, quickly occupied the favorable terrain, and aimed their muskets at the collapsed courtyard wall.

The scene was once very chaotic and weird.

However, everyone took precautions for a long time, but they still didn't see the bandits rushing in.

Qiao Yongyuan couldn't help being suspicious, and ordered: "Go out and have a look alone!"

The soldiers looked at each other in blank dismay, but none of them dared to stand up.

"Bastard, why don't you go out and find out the news!"

Qiao Yongyuan shouted loudly, threw away the maidservant in his arms, grabbed a musket from Luohan's bedside, pointed at the guerrilla who came to report the letter, and ordered with a ferocious face: "Go out and have a look!"

The guerrilla was unwilling, but he didn't dare to disobey his superior's military order, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk towards the gap.

"Bang" a muffled sound.

Shots were fired somewhere.

One shot, headshot.

The guerrilla was knocked to the ground by a single shot, and twitched a few times, like a piece of fatty rotten meat.

The red and white stuff in his head spilled a large amount.

Everyone gasped and couldn't help shrinking their necks.

Then, there was a dead silence that had never been seen before, and everyone seemed to be able to hear their own 'bang bang' heartbeat.

Qiao Yongyuan felt bitterness in his mouth.

The crotch was very wet.

In this strange dead silence, the entire city of Taiyuan fell into chaos.

There were gunshots everywhere, the sound was clean and neat, and it sounded like a new type of musket, not the arquebus in the hands of the defenders.

"Taiyuan City, it's over!"

"Goddamn Wei Zhongxian sold all the latest firearms to the rebels, and let our officers and soldiers carry fire sticks..."

……

At the gate of Jinyang Academy, more than a hundred students stood proudly, glaring at the group of 'rebels' standing in front of them.

Mao Yuanyi walked out slowly, and stopped when he was still a dozen steps away from these students.

"It's a pity that the husband is not here."

Mao Yuanyi stood with his hands behind his back, and asked calmly: "I heard that your Jinyang Academy has good teaching, even young talents from the Beiman, Jiannu, Chahar, and Yongshao tribes come to study?
Hehe, what is this?There is no class to teach?

It's really quite the style of ancient sages. "

Those students who were originally glaring at him showed a look of bewilderment on their faces.

Soon, someone stepped forward and scolded in a cold voice: "Shameless traitor, even if my Jinyang Academy blood is splashed on the spot today, I don't want to slander and splash dirty water!

Even if you kill each of us, you can only take my life! "

"The Day of the Dead is today!"

"You rebels, come and kill me if you have the ability..."

There was a soft 'cha'.

The head of the eloquent student rolled to the ground.

A blue shadow flashed, and in the 'Rebels' team, an old soldier with a dark complexion gently wiped the scimitar in his hand, and inserted it into the scabbard in a leisurely manner.

On the yellow mud floor, the student's head rolled seven or eight steps away, blood stains all over his head and face, his two bulging eyeballs seemed to be struggling to blink twice, and then slowly extinguished like two lamps.

The expressions of those hundred and ten students suddenly changed, and they suddenly backed away a few steps.

Mao Yuanyi narrowed his eyes slightly, and noticed that there were about a dozen students among them. Although there were expressions of horror on their faces, the fierceness in their eyes was fleeting.

If I hadn't been a teacher for a while, I wouldn't have noticed such small details.

"Old Liang, don't kill people indiscriminately." Mao Yuanyi sighed and said with a wry smile, "They are all scholars, so be gentle."

"Actually, the students don't know who are the northern barbarians and who are the slaves."

"How about this, I will call one, two, three, and the Han students will take three steps back."

"three."

Mao Yuanyi softly called out a 'three'.

Most students jerk back a few strides.

In the same place, twelve students were left, still waiting for 'one' and 'two'.

Immediately, their faces showed horror, and they took a few steps back in a hurry.

Seeing this, the other students acted like they had a tacit understanding, and divided into two neat rows with a 'wow', making it impossible for the twelve 'students' to return to the crowd.

In the air, there was a faint foul smell.

When every student looked at Mao Yuanyi, they no longer glared.

Instead,

A kind of panic, helplessness, and despair.

It's like seeing a monster from ancient times, or a demon from hell!

This is the Day of the Dead?
This is the so-called literati style?

"killed."

Mao Yuanyi didn't bother to distinguish carefully. Almost all of these so-called 'young talents' came from wealthy families, and they didn't all make a clean break. He felt that his heart was soft enough.

Since ancient times, it is ominous to kill scholars.

Then, let's pretend that these 12 people are all secret agents sent by Beiman and Jiannu!
(End of this chapter)