"It is said that three cobblers are equal to Zhuge Liang. Now that so many of us are gathering together to discuss, we might as well call Zhuge Liang to meet... Let's all talk and speak freely."
Zhu Yiyuan said, looked at Song Lian and said to him: "Mr. Xiao Song is responsible for recording. If you have any opinions, you can publish them."
Song Lian quickly agreed.
The conditions were simple. Song Jicheng, Liu Bao, Luo Yi, Huang Ying, and even the leader of the civilian team, Wang Laoben, all sat on the ground and formed a circle.
The Jin gentry who came from Xintai also sat down tremblingly.
They were still a little unaccustomed to it, but Zhu Yiyuan insisted and no one else had any objections, so that was all.
The first person to speak was Song Jicheng, who was responsible for liaison with Xintai and was most familiar with the situation.
"Now the competition for food is very fierce and tense. It's life and death."
Hearing this, Song Lian subconsciously pricked up his ears. Dad wasn't exaggerating, was he?
Facts have proved that not only is it not an exaggeration, it is also conservative.
The stronger the man, the more he ate. After the Qing army entered the pass, they sent troops everywhere and recruited so many green camps. Although they could plunder, food was also very tight.
Shandong resisted land rent, the Kong family could not get grain, and the largest grain merchant in the north had no supply of goods. What do you want the Qing government to do?
There is a shortage of food everywhere, where will it be allocated from?
Moreover, Shandong boycotts land rent, but Shanxi does not? What about South Zhili and Jiangnan?
If this is going to spread, won’t the world be in chaos?
Therefore, as soon as the news of the boycott of land rent came out, Fang Dayou, the governor of Shandong Province, put pressure on the Kong family with all his strength, and he must resist it no matter what, and he must get food out.
Although the Confucian court can't do anything, it can still be discussed who exactly Yan Shenggong is and which house he belongs to.
Kong Yinzhi was not a fool, and he didn't care about being scolded. He could only fight for his life and give his best.
"Master Zhu, there are currently 300 servants of the Kong Mansion in Xintai, and there are 300 local garrison troops and horses, and there are even 20 Eight Banners soldiers. These are the people who are squeezing the people of Xintai, breaking their bones and sucking their marrow, and denying everyone a way to survive.
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After Song Jicheng finished speaking, he asked again: "Master Zhu, are you sure you can destroy this group of people?"
Zhu Yiyuan smiled slightly and said, "Mr. Wan Liu, fighting is not simply about soldiers versus soldiers, but against generals. I have more soldiers and horses than them now. But if they are in the city and can't get out, it will be difficult for me."
"No!" Song Jicheng said: "The county magistrate Zhu Guang was very determined on this point. He did not let them enter the city, but just stationed them outside the city."
Zhu Yiyuan nodded and said: "What's the situation in their military camp? Are there any precautions?"
As soon as Zhu Yiyuan finished speaking, a Jin gentry stood up tremblingly, "Master Zhu, I have been in the camp, I can draw it for you."
Zhu Yiyuan was overjoyed that there was such a talent.
"Okay, after the meeting, I'll ask Liu Bao to talk to you."
After Zhu Yiyuan finished talking about this, he added: "I'm going to besiege the servants of the Kong family. What about Xintai's soldiers? Will they assist the Qing army?"
"No!" At this time, a squire surnamed Liu stood up and said: "My son-in-law is the guard Qianhu of Xintai. He has already made it clear that letting them take the initiative to deal with the servants of the Kong family will be troublesome. But who will
If we can kill them, maybe the soldiers and horses in the city can help."
Zhu Yiyuan asked hurriedly: "What about dealing with these people? Can you let us enter the city?"
Zhu Yiyuan of Laiwu City didn't want it, but Xintai didn't want to let it go.
Because there are so many mountains blocking us along the way, it is really easy to defend but difficult to attack.
Zhu Yiyuan also wanted to build a solid and stable base.
He fell in love with Xintai.
Song Jicheng agreed: "Master Zhu, the magistrate of Zhu County has already agreed that he is willing to resist the Qing Dynasty."
When Zhu Yiyuan heard this, he was not very pleased. Instead, he said: "Mr. Wan Liu, there are articles in this, so we can't be careless."
Compared with Zhao Shizhe, Song Jicheng was more of a scholar.
Song Lian couldn't help but said: "Dad, what does it mean to resist the Qing Dynasty? Everyone is resisting the Qing Dynasty. Does he want to lead the rebel army based on his status, or does he listen to Mr. Zhu honestly? This matter must be made clear?"
Song Jicheng was startled, "I haven't thought about this yet, how about I go and ask?"
Zhu Yiyuan waved his hand, "Mr. Wan Liu, the problem now is not the magistrate Zhu Guang, but the various forces in and outside the city. How many people support us in wiping out the Confucian forces."
Zhu Yiyuan said to the gentry who came: "I hope you can contact each other as much as possible. I need to know more about the situation so that I can kill with one strike without fail."
After listening to Zhu Yiyuan's words, these gentry could only leave and go to find out more news.
As soon as they left, Song Jicheng was a little confused.
The people in the Kong family are angry and resentful, which is a good opportunity to take action. Why doesn't Zhu Yiyuan take action quickly?
Song Lian gained some insights and thought: "Master Zhu, are you afraid that these people have both sides? You want to find out how much they hate the Kong family and are you willing to really help?"
Zhu Yiyuan smiled and nodded, "Indeed, Xintai is next to Mengyin. This is also one of the core areas of my planning. If you understand the attitude below, the next management will be much easier."
The father and son of the Song family nodded in unison and gave a thumbs up, Mr. Congratulations!
Zhu Yiyuan asked the soldiers to prepare for possible battles.
In less than half a day, five local militiamen came to help. Their weapons were very crude, and some even just held kitchen knives and sticks, but they also firmly stated that no matter who was dealing with the Confucian people, they would help them.
Help out.
Zhu Yiyuan had just settled the militia, and there were more than thirty elders of the Jin gentry, some of whom had already been here once, and many more who were here for the first time.
This is not the end. After the Jin gentry, there are a few people dressed as scribes, as well as the city guards, Ding Yamen.
One of the hundreds of households told Zhu Yiyuan that their Qianhu adults were ready at the top of the city. He was condescending to check the Kong family camp. As long as he lit up three lanterns, he would attack immediately. He would lead people out, nominally to rescue.
, in fact, they are besieging them together.
Several wealthy businessmen came over and told Zhu Yiyuan that they had collected some wine and meat and sent them to the military camp.
Don't get me wrong, this is all drugged, and if nothing else, the Kong family will soon have diarrhea.
"A good man cannot stand up to three turds. Mr. Zhu, please rest assured. No matter what, there will be no accidents."
Zhu Yiyuan looked at this group of people seriously and said in confusion: "Can you tell me what outrageous things the Kong family did to make you hate them so much?"
One or two groups just hate them, but they can actually make everyone from top to bottom, from the gentry to the common people, from the government officials to the guards, want to kill them without exception.
This is truly a talent.
Zhu Yiyuan didn't have time to ask more. Since everyone hated them and wanted these people to die, there was no need to be polite.
Zhu Yiyuan asked Liu Bao and Luo Yi to lead 200 people each on the two wings, while he led 300 people in the center.
The militiamen were not allowed to move forward. They could only come over to assist in the battle after they had fought their way in.
The whole arrangement is not too complicated. After all, according to the current situation, it does not need to be complicated.
When Zhu Yiyuan's soldiers and horses arrived, not long after, three lanterns appeared on the top of the city.
"Fight in!"
The rebels shouted and rushed towards the Kong family's camp.
Without any resistance, they rushed in.
Liu Bao was quite surprised. Why was this level of alert not as good as the Zhang Family Courtyard?
Luo Yi also rushed in on the other side. He was not as confused as Liu Bao, because there were many people in front of him, some squatting on the ground, and some had already lifted their pants.
Some were holding up their pants and wanted to squat down.
The effect of this laxative is truly incredible!
"kill!"
Luo Yi doesn't care about that. He will kill you while you are sick.
He waved the knife in his hand, chopping melons and vegetables one by one, effortlessly. Apart from the battle and probably a new pair of shoes, he had no other losses.
The rebel soldiers roared and killed in all directions without mercy.
By the time Zhu Yiyuan entered the military camp, the battle was nearing its end.
Two hundred and eighty of the three hundred elite servants of Kong Mansion were killed, and most of Yanzhou's garrison troops were also killed or wounded, and the rest were all taken prisoner.
Even the twenty Eight Banners soldiers did not escape cleanly.
Zhu Guang, the county magistrate, led all the officials and soldiers in the city to greet Zhu Yiyuan.
"Thank you Mr. Zhu for saving your life. Without Mr. Zhu, these beasts would have been racing around Xintai." This chapter has been completed!
