Daming: Becoming a Jinyiwei at the beginning

Luo Shangzhi's situation may not be much better than his own, otherwise he would not have sent a deputy commander.

He was from the Southern Army, and there were also factions in the army, so he would naturally be rejected.

Lin Mang put down his tea and said calmly, "Leave three hundred Jinyiwei here, and the rest will go to Jiangxi to investigate the military situation in advance."

It's time for this turmoil to end.

Chapter 147 Poison Scheme (5k)

Beijing,

Beizhen Fusi, in the small courtyard.

Yuan Changqing sat on a stone bench in the courtyard, eating a simple breakfast.

Pickles, rice porridge.

Although he is the Fushi envoy of Beizhen Fusi, he has always been frugal and rarely extravagant.

After drinking the last mouthful of rice porridge in the bowl, Yuan Changqing wiped his mouth with satisfaction, and said with a smile, "What news did that kid send?"

Behind him, stood a middle-aged man in a dark red flying fish suit, with a tall and straight figure and a gentle face.

Different from most Jin Yiwei's iron-blooded evil spirit, this person looks like a scholar, gentle and elegant.

But if someone thinks that he is easy to deceive, it is a big mistake.

This person was called "Huo Wuchang" in Beizhen Fusi, and people in the Jianghu called "Ghost Face Wuchang" Lei Qianhe, who was ruthless.

He was Yuan Changqing's confidant when he was in the Eastern Courtyard, and after he was promoted to be the town governor, the former Qianhu seat was handed over to him.

Lei Qianhe respectfully handed over a secret letter and said, "This was sent early this morning."

Yuan Changqing took it casually, his eyes swept away, and a look of astonishment gradually appeared on his face.

After a long time, he put down the secret letter and said with a half-smile: "It seems that I will be sitting in this seat for a while."

"Qianhe, you should go to Huguang."

"This kid has collected 100 million taels and wants to give it to His Majesty."

Lei Qianhe was slightly taken aback, and asked in surprise, "One million taels?"

"Didn't Master Lin and the others go to put down the rebellion?"

Putting down rebellions has always asked the court for money, and this is the first time I have heard of sending money back.

Yuan Changqing's eyes were deep, and he said quietly: "This is his brilliance."

His Majesty is now feeling agitated by the matter of officials and the rebellion. If he hears this news, his mood will definitely improve a lot.

The name "Lin Mang" will naturally be more in the eyes of His Majesty.

Of course, if it were another person, they might take the credit, but he, Yuan Changqing, couldn't do such a thing.

What's more, according to that guy's personality, if he really dared to do this, he would probably kill himself with a knife in the Zhenfu Department.

A few days ago, the censor and all the officials in the court had quite a few criticisms about Lin Mang, and the memorials and crimes were already as high as one person.

Many of them are even false charges, and His Majesty has never expressed his thoughts clearly.

After all, Lin Mang was too young.

He is now a thousand households in Beizhen Fusi, and if he is promoted again, he will have to be the town Fushi.

His Majesty will not grant this seat easily.

Yuan Changqing got up and said: "It seems that I have to go to the palace."

There is some emotion in my heart.

"Cheng Hongnian, the knife you left behind is too sharp."

In just a few months, I don't know how many people have died.

But... I'm afraid that he will become the next me.

……

Capital, Yang Mansion.

"Peng!"

In the Fuzhong Hall, a vase worth a thousand taels was smashed to the ground.

Yang Hexiu sat on the grand master's chair, his face full of anger.

"Straight!"

"Insanity!"

"Ignorant Lizi, you are simply too arrogant!"

Although he is over sixty years old, his body is still strong and full of energy.

The few servants standing by were trembling and hung their heads in silence.

At this moment, a young man in Tsing Yi walked into the hall, holding a folding fan in his hand.

The visitor smiled all over his face, cupped his hands, and said softly, "Why is father so angry?"

As he spoke, he waved his hand lightly, and the servants standing around felt relieved, and hurriedly bowed and retreated.

Yang Hexiu suppressed the anger in his heart, snorted coldly, and said coldly: "It's not that bitch of Beizhen Fusi!"

"The news just came this morning that the deputy commanders Zheng Zhang and Wu Shouming died in Yuezhou."

"The reported memorial stated that they died at the hands of the local Jianghu sect, but how could a mere Jianghu sect have such courage."

"Nine times out of ten, that bastard and Luo Shangzhi were responsible for this incident."

In the entire Huguang, there are only these two people who can keep things tight.

That's all for Zheng Zhang, but Wu Shouming is his man.

In the entire Metropolitan Procuratorate, Wu Shouming was already the highest official in his faction.

Wu Shouming's death meant that his control over the Metropolitan Procuratorate was completely broken.

Yang Xuancheng opened the folding fan and said with a light smile, "If father gets angry because of this, there's no need for it."

Yang Hexiu took a sip of the tea on the table and asked, "What's your plan?"

His youngest son has always been intelligent, but it's a pity that he has no intention of being in the officialdom.

Otherwise, with his identity, he would have already entered the six important positions.

Yang Xuancheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and said quietly: "Don't they need to put down the Jiangxi rebellion?"

"Since our people can't be sent, let's invite others."

Yang Hexiu frowned slightly, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Yang Xuancheng chuckled, and said meaningfully: "If someone from the imperial court appears in Jiangxi to kill the good and take the meritorious deeds, then what about this General Luo?"

A smile gradually appeared on Yang Hexiu's face.

Holding the tea, Yang Xuancheng looked up at Yang Hexiu, and said calmly, "As for Lin Mang, just spend some money and hire some killers. Father doesn't need to do it himself."

"Those Jianghu people are still useful."

Yang Xuancheng smiled and got up and walked out, calmly said: "Planting blame, this kind of method couldn't be simpler."

"It's better to leave this to me."

"My son will go there himself!"

……

Fuzhou,

Barracks outside the city.

This place is already the boundary of Jiangxi. Since the army entered Jiangxi three days ago, it has been in turmoil all the way, and it has hardly encountered any decent resistance.

Those refugees were nothing but a mob. When the army arrived, they were thrown into disarray.

Some cities have already been empty.

In the barracks, in the big tent,

Luo Shangzhi stood in front of the sand table, holding a bowl of rice in his hand, and ate without hesitation.

"Master Lin, what do you think?" Luo Shangzhi asked with a smile.

Lin Mang looked away from the sand table, shook his head and smiled, "I don't understand this kind of thing."

If it is said that killing him is okay, let's forget about forming troops.

This kind of thing can't be learned just by watching, his level is not much better than those of the chaos.

"Haha!" Luo Shangzhi laughed and put down the bowl, reached out and tapped a spot, saying: "As long as we capture this Fuzhou City, we can advance to attack and retreat to defend."

"It's in great shape now!"

Making meritorious deeds and defending the country are the ambitions of every Ming soldier, and he is no exception.

Being able to quell the rebellion in Huguang and Jiangxi will definitely leave a name in history, so he feels excited in his heart.

"Come on!"

Luo Shangzhi shouted loudly, and said in a deep voice, "Send the vanguard army to attack Fuzhou City in an hour."

"Before dark, I want to eat in the city!"

……

A battle quickly broke out.

The entire city of Fuzhou was under fire.

The sound of fighting was endless.

After holding on for three hours, the defenders of Fuzhou City voluntarily surrendered and opened the city gate.

Only a small group of rebels escaped from the west gate.

The army entered the city.

Luo Shangzhi rode his horse forward, quite high-spirited.

After entering the city, some conflicts broke out in the city, most of which were diehard believers of the White Lotus Sect.

These people have been completely brainwashed by the White Lotus Sect and completely lost their minds.

Some people even tied gunpowder and committed suicide attacks.

If Jin Yiwei hadn't acted in time, there would have been heavy casualties.

In the next few days, the army captured several state capitals one after another, and it was unstoppable.

The rebellious army in Jiangxi began to shrink the line of defense and abandoned the county towns.

However, from the beginning to the end, he has never seen the mysterious "iron-faced grand master".

……

After two days,

A military report was introduced to the Yamen of the prefect of Fuzhou and presented on Luo Shangzhi's desk.

"General Luo, why are you calling me so urgently?"

Lin Mang came out of the hall holding the knife, with a surprised expression on his face.

Luo Shangzhi's face was extremely gloomy, and he picked up the military newspaper on the table: "This is the military newspaper just delivered."

Lin Mang reached out to take it, swept it away, and said in surprise: "Killing the good and taking the credit!"

"That's right!" Luo Shangzhi said coldly, "But this matter was obviously framed by someone."

"Our Southern Army has strict discipline and would never do such a thing."

"And the soldiers and horses of the Beijing camp are now in Fuzhou City, and they must report when they leave the city."

Lin Mang's eyes sank, and he asked, "Is this the work of the rebel army?"