Return to Ming Dynasty as Prince: One Hundred and Thirty-Six Fighting the Grass and Surprising the Snake

The fire burned to the sky, and the smoke rushed into the night and dispersed for a long time. The wasteland was full of reeds. Although it burned in a hurry, it burned quickly. The heat on the ground still choked people's faces, and the breeze blew by, and patches of soot Xuan'er hovered in mid-air, choking people's eyes and nose.

Fifty Neichang Fanzi walked slowly from the mud pool covered with black ash on the shallow water after the reeds were burned out. The reeds in front of me were completely burnt and turned into a black wasteland. In the distance, only a few hundred houses of Tariff Yamen stood on the plain.

To prevent dust, Zheng Baihu and dozens of Fanzi covered their faces with a pair of eyes. Because the reeds were everywhere in the mud pond, the root system grasped the mud tightly. It was not particularly difficult to step on the official boots. Finally, he set foot on the land, and the front was close to the fence of the Customs Department. Zheng Baihu stood in front of the fence with a knife in his hand and looked around carefully, a pair of dark eyes faintly anxious.

He watched for a while and whispered: "Wu Yong, everyone should be fainted. If you take thirty people in, there are still people who can move, and it will be him."

A masked man next to him responded, and then hesitated: "Then...Sir Factory Supervisor..."

Zheng Baihu sighed and said: "I'll take someone to look for it, I'm afraid... I'm afraid that the adults are too bad for you..."

The masked man paused the heavy mud on his feet, slammed his sword out of its sheath, and sternly shouted: "Thirty people will come in with me. Let’s kill it!"

With a thunderous blast, thirty big men drew their swords out of their sheaths, split the fence murderously, and dashed in. Zheng Baihu knew that he had entered. I am afraid that many people who are already unconscious will also do it. Zhang Zeng wanted to stop him when he was killed, but he swallowed it back. If the adult was really buried in the flames, why would he want to kill all the people in the Customs Department?

Zheng Baihu snorted coldly. He lifted his leg and kicked off a chopped barrier, and walked in quickly. Twenty big men followed behind, passing through the houses and rushing to the other side. On the road, I met some people on the ground with their faces covered in black, whether they were angry or not. The red-eyed fans "pushed" the ground with a stab, and Zheng Baihu just didn't see it.

Yang Ling asked people to act as a taxpayer in advance and came to the Customs Department twice. This place was deserted and crowded. If it was rashly close by other means, once it was discovered by the Customs Department. It is inevitably suspicious, and only this method is safer.

After careful investigation, they found that the people from the Customs Department’s Yamen usually collect taxes and only gather in there to bet money and play with women. There are a few boatmen living on more than a dozen tax-collecting vessels on the dock. The use of small groups of officers and soldiers to raid can be enough Ship destroyed.

Sure enough, Zheng Baihu cut off the road and work smoothly. He destroyed Lu and Fan. Because there was a large reed shoal in front of him, if he rushed through the reeds to attack the Customs Department, then those who escaped from the Customs Department only had to hide inside. With his fifty people, the search is not comprehensive, so I want to wait to catch the fish that slipped through the net at the dock. He sent his confidant Wu Yong to quietly rush to the Customs Department to observe the movement.

Wu Yong rushed to the Customs Department and sneaked into the Reed Dang and saw Yuan Xiong's subordinates put guns to suppress and set people on fire. Immediately rushed back to Feibao under the shock. Zheng Baihu was able to suppress bandits and was promoted to the Shenji camp as an official. He was very experienced in field combat. After a few calculations, he gave the most sensible battle order: the enemy has set fire, we are above the enemy, and we also set fire. !

Now the lives of Yang Ling cannot be saved by his dozens of people. With his dozens of people, the only thing he can do is to kill Yuan Xiong with fire. Otherwise, when Yuan Xiong leads his people to kill, even those who avenge the factory supervisor will be gone.

Rushing to the fire belt on the other side, I saw a lot of people lying on the ground. Because the fireworks came so fast, the Customs Department usually came in and out from the waterway, and there were no horses to use. Whether these people escaped into the house, He was still hiding in the corner of the wall, and most of them were stunned.

The red-eyed fans were carrying **** steel knives, and were about to slash them one by one. Zheng Baihu suddenly shouted: "Stop it all! Look... Look there..."

Zheng Baihu’s voice was hoarse and there was ecstasy, and his voice trembled. He had expected that the hope of surviving was very small. If people were still alive after this fire, it would be a miracle among miracles. So even though he rushed here with hopes of just in case, he had already planned for the worst in his heart.

But when he got here, he was surprised to find that a mile away, the reeds were still there. Although the wind is swaying between. The reed flowers that rose in the wind were also black, not to mention that the reed bushes now looked like ink painting, but it was indeed a reed.

That piece of reed was not burned, so my lord...? Zheng Baihu dragged his heavy boots and rushed into the ashes of the reeds in ecstasy. A cloud of black ashes rose from his feet, and he could run to the black reeds, and he saw a small river in front of him, densely packed. The attire is exactly the attire of the officers and soldiers in the factory and the guard station.

Zheng Baihu opened one at random and pulled off the wet wipes on his face. The man's face was black and gray, and his hair and eyebrows could not be seen clearly. Although the wipes were cleaner, his nostrils were clean. There was soot in the inside. Zheng Baihu tried to breathe, and his confidence increased. He dropped the guard and jumped up and shouted, "Look for it now, find me immediately, and find the factory superintendent to reward you!" /

Without waiting for his instructions, those fans have been frantically looking around. The people of Yang Ling turned back because of the fire, and the smoke was pouring, which was lighter than the people who were roasted by the dense smoke from the damp reeds of the Customs Department. Although the smokers were a little unconscious, they were dizzy when they were called out. Tao Tao woke up, washed his face with the flowing river water, and quickly recovered his strength.

Zheng Baihu was searching anxiously, and a fan in the distance screamed: "I have found the factory supervisor, hahahaha, my lord is still alive!"

"Where? Where?" Zheng Baihu was overjoyed, and scrambled to the ground with several nearby fans, only to see a person in his arms, even though he was like a stove king. But the appearance of the shirt was recognizable.

Zheng Baihu snorted when he tried it, hurriedly tore off his shirt, soaked in river water, rubbed his face and was irritated by the water. Yang Ling woke up slowly. He wanted to speak, but he felt choking in his throat. First, he coughed violently, and took two sips of water to moisturize his throat. He wiped the black dust on his face and the corners of his eyes. He stood up and looked around and asked, "Why are you here? Where are Yuan Xiong's people?"

Zheng Baihu said with joy: "If you are a good man, you will be scared to death of humble duty. Don't worry, your lord, Yuan Xiong set the fire, and the officials also set fire. The customs officers have all been stunned by the officials, even if there are people sober, I can't resist too."

Yang Ling's spirits lifted up and hurriedly said: "Quickly, wake everyone up, hurry up and control the customs office, don't get out of people."

A bunch of black officers and soldiers from Yang Ling rushed to the Customs Department, stopped the thirty red-eyed fans, **** the rest of them, and accepted the treasury. It was accidentally discovered that dozens of women were among the fainted, and he woke up for questioning. Except for a few prostitutes who were paid to get them back, either were forced to pay their debts, or were forcibly taken back by the Customs Department, Yuan Xiong's case was filled with a major crime.

During the hunt for the Customs Department, although no one dared to move the treasury, none of the evil officials of the Customs Department had the considerable property that they raided. These officers and soldiers searched house by house, and there were not a few who took the sheep into their arms. Yang Ling sees it, but at this time, how much more demand can the army raise? They are all people who have just followed them from birth to death. Yang Ling can only pretend not to know.

Without the backing of the Customs Department, there is a basket of old and new cases that hide the dirt and wickedness here, and naturally the government will try and judge one by one.

In Mo House, Yang Ling changed the bath water four times, and the color of the water became much cooler. With red skin hot, Yang Ling sat in the tub, closing her eyes comfortably.

This arresting operation was frightening and not dangerous. Bi Chun's soldiers were not bloody. Although Yuan Xiong was almost to the death of the entire army here, fortunately, he survived the desperate situation. On the contrary, he did not need a single soldier. All the killers were arrested, and Yang Ling is considering the aftermath.

Because of the suspicion of Mo Qinghe now, Yang Ling did not dare to detain Bi Chun and Yuan Xiong in Mo House. Upon returning to Hangzhou, he immediately dispatched the official ship full of goods and property for the return journey and carried the two offenders. When returning to Beijing, Mo Qinghe, who was waiting to meet his opponent Yuan Gonggong, was disappointed.

Yang Ling has too many things to do now, and each one must be adjusted accordingly, and cannot be decided until further information is obtained. He still doesn’t know what Mo Qinghe’s conspiracy is. If he entrusts the Jiangnan tax to him, and this person is not someone who can be entrusted, then the turf that he finally lays down is tantamount to trusting the bandits by mistake, and he can’t do it without finding out about Mo Qinghe. Rest assured to return to Beijing.

Yuan Xiong's people were all wiped out, but the Customs Department must be set up again, and the government should return to the Ministry of Households? Zhengde Emperor will not agree, and all other tax supervisors will also regard him as a foe, so who will be sent to guard the customs? This candidate must first be tested and filtered. Now that he is in charge of the tax supervisory department, he cannot be left behind with human rights.

There is also the recent behavior of the emperor. Apart from himself, the only ones who can affect the little emperor are the Eight Tigers such as Liu Jin. What are their recent changes? Was it because he held a lot of power, so he felt envy, and wanted to please the emperor to get an official job, according to the historical trend, to become the eight power traitors who have held the government for many years, or is there another conspiracy? Why does the li supervisor sit and watch?

Yang Ling had a headache thinking about it, and could not help but sighed slightly. At this moment, a soft voice suddenly came from the side: "Master, is the water cold? Do you want to add some water?"

Yang Ling was startled. When he opened his eyes, he saw that Gao Wenxin was standing next to him with his sleeves and his bare arms, blushing, but he did not dare to look at him with his eyes down.

Yang Ling brushed off the towel on the side of the bucket, around the waist, eating authentically: "You...what do you come in? I just wash it myself."

Gao Wenxin was a bit shy at first. Yang Ling was sitting in the bucket and he couldn't see much. But Yang Ling's desire to cover it up makes her even more embarrassed.

Gao Wenxin replied shyly: "The maidservant...was supposed to wait for the adults to bathe and change clothes. I stayed outside, and the guy who came in to deliver the water looked strange at me, or else... the maidservant helped you rub your back. Alright."

Yang Ling said with a dry smile: "It's okay. No, just take care of them? Who dares to talk nonsense? I am not a young master from a big family, and I am really not used to letting women wait for a bath. You... just wait for me in the outside room."

Gao Wenxin blushed, looking at that expression that seemed to be more nervous than him. When he heard that, he gave a sigh of relief and hurriedly said: "Then... the maidservant went out", she walked a few steps, and suddenly remembered something. He turned back, turned his head and hurriedly threw a handful of things into the barrel.

Look at what she looks like, Yang Ling's **** has to be seen every day and there is no such fear, somehow Yang Ling only bare chest and shoulders exposed on the water, but she is embarrassed and embarrassed.

Yang Ling looked straight at the undulating needle-point in the mist and asked: "What kind of medicine is this again?"

Gao Wenxin said: "This is not medicine, it's tea. Put a little bit on it, um...it smells good."

Yang Ling smiled. He waved his hand and said: "Okay, a body of tea fragrance is better than a body of anger. Hehe, I will have acupuncture after washing for a while. I ran around for a whole day today, and I was scared to death. It has been a long time since my body is tired and almost falling apart. It is a pity that Yu'er is not there. She massages very well."

Gao Wenxin has always been ashamed to not look up, but after hearing this, he raised his head. Not convinced: "The maidservant...the maidservant also knows the technique of massage. The doctors in the Tuina Department of the Taiyuan Hospital can't do the same as the maidservant. The maidservant will prepare for the master in a while."

Yang Ling was lying on the bed, drowsy being massaged by Gao Wenxin. The room was burning incense, and the middle man was drunk. A lovely girl massaged his head, neck and limbs gently.

Yuchuntang’s massage is not so much a massage, as it is fondling and acting like a baby, but Gao Wenxin is really good at it. She first combs her hair with her jade teeth through a thin layer of clothes along the spine. Gently scrape straight from the neck to the waist to relieve blood circulation, and then massage through the meridian and acupoints. Yang Ling really feels that the whole body is soothing and fluttering.

Ming Dynasty massage was at the time of Dacheng, and Gao Wenxin can be described as a master of this skill. Yang Ling couldn't help but close his sleepy eyes and vaguely said: "It's so comfortable, I didn't know... May I have a massage?"

Gao Wenxin raised his sleeve and wiped the fine fragrance of sweat, then smiled and said, "Okay, the maidservant knows many methods, just now... If you let the maidservant rub your back, I will also learn from the guide You can show your skills."

Yang Ling chuckled and said: "A woman rubs a man's back, so what strength does it have? If you change it, it's almost the same...er...er...if you step on the back, it's almost the same."

Gao Wenxin had already heard what he was going to say, and his face blushed: This master wants to say that he is courageous, and let his maidservant wait for him to take a shower, and he would be scared. Sometimes it's nonsense, which makes people itch.

Do men rub their backs for women? He...he rubs me...

When Gao Wenxin thought of this, the fingers that were pressed down suddenly seemed to be weakened like a tendon. Yang Ling noticed that the fingers on his back were limp and weak, and he itched as he pressed it and couldn't help but laugh. He twisted his waist and said: "Look, I said that the woman's family is not strong, well, the more and more sleepy being massaged by you, I want to sleep."

Gao Wenxin gave him a hateful look and made a pinch behind him. Then he stood up, gently lowered the curtain for Yang Ling, walked to the front of the table and suddenly turned his head and said: "Master, Now that Duke Yuan and the others have been caught, we... will we return to Beijing soon?"

Yang Ling turned his head and yawned: "What? I want to go back? It's coming soon, maybe... I will go back in a few days."

Gao Wenxin hesitated for a moment and said, "Then...it should be fine these days, right? Would you like to... invite the Celestial Master brothers and sisters to visit the mansion."

Yang Ling stunned and said: "Ah! You are right. The Celestial Master brothers and sisters were invited away by his followers as soon as they arrived. I forgot about it. It would be rude not to ask me back, um! Someone took my post to meet Celestial Master, to see when he is free, come to the house to tell."

Gao Wenxin replied with joy: "Yes, my lord. The maid is out. You have a good rest."

"What are you talking about? The people in the factory arrested Li Gui?" Mo Qinghe, who had been elated and smiling for the past two days, had a green face, his eyes flashing fiercely, and he grabbed housekeeper Li by the collar fiercely. Asked.

"Yes...yes, sir. The in-house arrested people, and the local government couldn’t intervene. The prefects of Suzhou and even the chief envoy sent people to inquire, but they were pushed back by the in-house fan. Now Li Gui’s situation We don’t know how. They insisted that Li Gui’s private possession of the forbidden objects, and a big'brick' was placed there, but they couldn’t argue with each other,” the housekeeper Li cried and said.

"Pā!" slapped his face severely, slapped butler Li. Mo Qinghe pointed at him and cursed harshly: "Asshole! Your brother is always domineering and rampant in the country. I have repeatedly told him to give me some peace but not listen. That gold brick is forbidden, and this kind of thing is also a rare thing. Son searched at home. Isn't this a way for the Lord?"

Housekeeper Li grieved: "Master, there are some people who like rare things. It is not uncommon to collect gold bricks. But my brother...he doesn't know anything besides gold and silver. How could he collect those things? I thought that the people in the factory, like the Dongchang factory, were looking for an excuse to plant and eat the big family, but they sent the money to... the money was accepted, but the people didn’t let it go!"

Mo Qinghe raised his foot in anger and wanted to kick again. Madam Mo greeted Tingtingly and stopped him and said, "Master, this matter may have really wronged Li Gui. Now the factory has just been established, and the factory supervisor is patrolling in our Jiangnan, even if the people in the factory want Big blackmailers, dare to work in Jiangnan? Without the consent of Yang Ling, let them be bold!"

Mo Qinghe's eyes flashed, and he stared at her gloomily for a while, his face slowly flushed: "You mean...Yang Ling is hitting my idea? It's impossible, it's impossible, how much appetite does he have? If you eat all the three major guards of Jiangnan in one bite, who will kill him?"

Mrs. Mo smiled coldly, and said: "He went to Suzhou and Hangzhou, and he went around the mountains and rivers without doing business. Have you ever seen him check Yuan Xiong? But now Yuan Xiong is there? He has five thousand people playing Desperate I don’t care if I don’t care about the sky, who doesn’t have a headache when I see it? However, I caught Bi Chun overnight and then raided the Customs Department to deal with the enemy several times with a thousand people. Does this have a big appetite? "

Mo Qinghe's face turned white when she heard it, and Madam Mo said with a frosty face: "And he suddenly went to inspect Haining, did you know in advance? This person looks very casual, as if Jiangnan's trip was just a fake , But who knows what idea he is making in his heart? Now I want to come...If he hadn't been wary of the master, why did Yuan Xiong and Bi Chun leave for the capital without staying for a day?"

Mo Qinghe's face was blue and red, and it took a long time to furiously say: "I have decided to submit to him, and he wants to kill me?"

Mrs. Mo waved her hand, and Steward Li quickly retreated. Mrs. Mo walked to Mo Qinghe and said in a low voice: "Master, can Li Gui* live?"

Mo Qinghe hey said: "Tell him to search for money and let him give up his life to keep secrets for others, so that pig can climb the tree, but... even if Yang Ling wants to deal with me, he dares without evidence. What about my people?"

Mrs. Mo sneered: "Is Li Gui yours? The adult imperial commissioner doesn't know. He only knows that this person is hiding forbidden objects and is worthy of the crime of beheading. Those people under you, huh! There is one who can Can it survive the torture of factory guards?"

As Mrs. Mo said, her eyes curled slyly, and she said: "How about those people on the sea? It really can't..." She twisted her eyebrows and stretched out her delicate palms in a beheading motion.

Mo Qinghe's body suddenly trembled. He held the table, even the table was trembling. Madam Mo was taken aback and hurriedly supported him and said: "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Mo Qinghe laughed sorrowfully, his expression was a bit crazy. He laughed and sat down, grabbed a teapot and threw it to the ground, gritted his teeth and cursed: "Fei Qianshou, Chen Dong, those two Pirates, I should have destroyed them long ago. Only because they were there to confuse me, I let them go. I didn’t think of my major incident but they were in their hands..."

Mrs. Mo wondered: "What do those two gangs of banal robbers have to do with us? What about Jiro Komura's people? Ask him to lead people directly into Hangzhou. We are the internal response, as long as the rebellion is the result. Yang Ling..."

She raised her eyebrows beautifully, Mei smiled and gently embraced Mo Qinghe and said, "When Yang Ling dies, the internal factory will be nothing. Then we will help Dongchang cut the internal factory. Strength, sir...You can still go to the next level in the position of the Superintendent of Lies."

Mo Qinghe sighed like earthy face: "It's late, it's late, God's will! This is God's death for me!"

He smiled bitterly and looked at the stunned wife, and said: "The people of Jiro Komura can't get in. I only restrain Jiro Komura. Who would have thought that fat money-shou gangsters would attack Haining at this time. , And meet the imperial commissioner in person?

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Since this happened, all commanders have deployed all the naval forces at the entrance to the sea, worrying that the Japanese will come to invade again at this time. After the imperial mission returns to Beijing, he will return to Beijing to manage the sea and guard the border. It is not good for Jiro Komura at this time. At the risk of going back and forth to help me? "He shook his head desperately~IndoMTL.com~Mrs. Mo has been very calm until she heard this. She didn't change her face until she heard this. After a long time, she said softly, "Master, then what shall we do?" But it's time to make preparations. It's okay if no one comes to investigate. Yang Ling has already started, and Li Gui can't keep secrets. Master, those things...he knows everything. "

There was Gu Sensen's coldness in her voice: "Smuggling goods with the Japanese, drawing maps for the Japanese, reporting the situation of the garrison in advance, leading the Japanese to robbery, and then high-profit credit to the ransacked farmers, taking the opportunity to seize them Every one of his fields is a capital crime, and more than 30 lives are consumed by those children’s brains..."

Mo Qinghe jumped up suddenly, cheeks jumped suddenly, grabbing her hand and said: "Xiaolou, while the matter has not been revealed, it is better to go, let us run away, his Yang Ling is magical powers again. Vast, what can I do?"

Mrs. Mo stayed in a daze and said strangely: "Escape? Where do you escape? Under the whole world, could it be the king's soil? Could it be that you escape to the poor country to hide your name..."

Mo Qinghe shook his head and said: "No, we went to sea and fled to Japan. With the wealth we have accumulated, we can live well no matter where we go. There, we can be the Fortune Prince, and Great Ming can still chase. Can you catch me there?"