All the money had been donated, and his wallet was suddenly empty. Zeng Cheng asked timidly: "Ms. sir, I donated all the money you earned from fishing and running gangs. Aren't you unhappy?"
Liu Ziguang said: "How could it be? Our boats, fishing nets, pots and pans are all here, and we can make more money. But the victims don't even have homes. It's too late for me to be happy that you are so kind."
Zeng Cheng happily took Liu Ziguang's arm and said, "I knew my husband was the best." Suddenly she thought of something again, and frowned her delicate eyebrows and asked, "Those outsiders who were sitting under the shed donated money earlier, that one
Why did the uncle named Wang only donate 800 taels? Compared with others, it was much less."
Liu Ziguang said disdainfully: "Uncle, that man is just a bastard. Just wait and see, those scholars won't let him go."
Zeng Cheng's new home has been arranged. It is a clean little courtyard. Neighbors also live nearby. The alley is very clean and there is no trace of gangsters. In fact, the entire alley has been taken over by Liu Ziguang. Her Royal Highness the Princess'
Safety is very important, not to mention that His Highness has a little prince in his belly now. All the vendors who enter the alleys to sell groceries and collect rags are from Nachang. The small shop at the entrance of the alley is the stronghold of Nachang.
The few idle men who often get together to play chess at the door of the store are actually former imperial guards, top-notch masters. Under the shelves in the store is a row of brand-new firing pins, thunderbolts, and mercury muskets. This alley
, it’s still The Truman World.
The belongings moved from the island in the center of the lake were all put in place. Liu Ziguang left on the pretext of going out to contact his companions on business. Zeng Cheng packed his things at home, not washing rice and cooking.
After settling his wife down, Liu Ziguang returned to the palace to work. Now the disaster relief headquarters is located in Qianqing Palace. Officials from various yamen gather here to work. It is much easier to communicate with each other. This form is gradually getting closer to the Manchu Military Aircraft Department.
The Military Aircraft Department was the Emperor's Secretariat evolved from the secret service, and the disaster relief headquarters in front of Zhu Youxiao was just a temporary organization.
When passing by Zuixian Tower, Liu Ziguang found that it had been renovated. The restaurant had been raised to a higher level and there were more windows along the street. It was more suitable for boring scholars to post curse words. This place had evolved into a scenery in the capital. I thought.
There is no better place to watch the excitement and listen to the news than here. The details of today's fund-raising meeting have been passed down. The students from various colleges were excitedly talking about it, talking about how much this donation was, and how much that donation was, as if they were standing there.
The judge, who is at the moral high ground, had many posts hanging outside his window today. The most eye-catching one was a big-character poster insulting Wang Jiu. On white rice paper, it was written in big black letters: Wang Jiu, your personality is only eight.
One hundred taels. There were countless comments after that. The scholars mercilessly satirized Wang Jiu. First they called him Wang Jiu, and then he called him Wang Jiu directly. The ink was not dry on every post, and the posts were filled with joy from Zuixianlou.
After it was posted in the window, it attracted a burst of applause from the idle people watching downstairs. When the onlookers got interested, they could directly go upstairs to write a post and publish it. If the post was well written, someone would even pay for the drinks.
Liu Ziguang just smiled faintly after reading these posts. The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. When I dealt with this guy Wang Jiu, I thought he was a decent person. Now I know that he is such a hypocritical person. The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility. This principle
Liu Ziguang understands Wang Jiu's financial situation very well. The down payment of 200,000 taels for the Qingdao dock and city wall has already been paid. To say that the Wang family's financial situation is tight is purely a lie. Wang Jiu only donated 800 taels.
It's not illegal, and Liu Ziguang can't find a reason to punish him, but evil people have their own evil deeds. These passionate and bored scholars are Wang Jiu's enemies. The influence of Zuixian Tower is very wide, and there are posts every day.
Idle people compiled it into a book and circulated it in the south of the Yangtze River. With this, Wang Jiu's reputation was ruined. Even if Wang Jiu asked his friends in the officialdom to help, it would be in vain. Zuixian Tower was the place where Nanchang was covered, and Zhenwuhou gave all the opposition.
The scholar who has said hello will not be punished for his words. Which yamen would dare to disobey the marquis for Wang Jiu, a businessman.
Liu Ziguang came to the Qianqing Palace. The disaster relief plan had been urgently released, and he was preparing to mobilize 100,000 stones of grain and 30,000 pieces of Songjiang cloth from the south of the Yangtze River to support the disaster area. Hou Xun, the Minister of Rites, and Liu Ziguang, the Marquis of Zhenwu, rushed there with the first batch of disaster relief funds of 500,000 taels of silver. Wuchang, other supplies arrived later.
Everything is in short supply in the disaster area, but the most scarce thing is food. It is summer now, so clothing and accommodation are not big problems. There is plenty of food in Jiangnan, but transportation is very troublesome. The Yangtze River is flooded, and sailing is impossible. It has been going on for days. It rained heavily and the roads turned into quagmire. The weather was bad and the airship could not sail normally, so everything had to be done by horse-drawn carriages.
In fact, there is plenty of food in Huguang, but it is all concentrated in the hands of local tycoons. These people are stingy, cruel and profit-seeking. They take advantage of the flood to raise the price of rice and rob the victims of the few valuable things they have. Therefore, the imperial envoy for disaster relief must Carrying a large amount of cash, he purchased rice and grain locally and opened a porridge shed to provide relief to the victims. The first batch of 500,000 taels of silver was enough to support the arrival of subsequent supplies.
Just giving away hundreds of thousands of taels of silver to the victims is enough. The subsequent materials and money will be used to rebuild Huguang and restore the rule of the imperial court. The detailed plan is drawn up by Nanchang. It is similar to what was discussed in the court before. It is nothing more than a hidden knife and axe. The cup was thrown as a signal to kill Zuo Liangyu. Hou Xun and Zuo Liangyu had an old relationship, so he must be able to lure him to the imperial envoy's camp. The person in charge of the attack was naturally Zhenwu Hou Liu Ziguang. With his actions, he would be sure to kill Zuo Ni. , ordered his subordinates with his head to kill anyone who dared not obey, rescued He Tengjiao, the governor of Huguang, and then restored the rule of the imperial court. The key to this plan was to keep it secret. Liu Ziguang wanted to pretend to be Hou Xun's bodyguard. If Zuo was allowed to Liangyu knew that Liu Ziguang, a fierce general, would definitely be aware of the court's intentions, and the plan would be ruined.
Liu Ziguang had no objections to this plan. The division of the country was not what he wanted to see. Zuo Liangyu's separatist rule in Huguang made the Ming Dynasty's political orders blocked and the country's overall strength weakened. As the most powerful general in the imperial court, he did his best to do this task. The heavy rains for days led to various technical weapons. , especially the powerful air force and navy cannot be used, so the relatively primitive red shirt regiment cavalry force can only be used. The number of troops cannot be too large, otherwise they will be discovered by Zuo Liangyu before they enter Huguang, and they can only bring five hundred Around the people, these five hundred people are the backbone of the Red Shirt Regiment. In addition to the armor, swords and guns on the surface, they also secretly carry many advanced firearms wrapped in oilcloth. Although the left army is powerful, it is poorly disciplined and looks like bandits. Once the leader is killed, the group will be leaderless. The five hundred elite soldiers of the red shirt regiment, coupled with sharp firearms, will definitely be able to defend Wuchang until the follow-up troops arrive.
The reinforcements entered Huguang along with the subsequent disaster relief convoy. They were 10,000 elite troops mobilized by the imperial court from the Beijing army. They marched thousands of carts westward. The leading officer was Wu Sangui, a young officer highly recommended by Yuan Chonghuan. The troops arrived in Wuchang After that, he was dispatched by the governor He Tengjiao to take over all Zuo Liangyu's territory and connect it with the Southern Zhili and Guangdong controlled by the imperial court. Jiangxi, which was also in a state of separatist rule, became within his grasp. Sichuan, Henan, Shaanxi, Of course, places with ambiguous attitudes such as Yunnan and Guizhou will be frightened by the imperial court's thunderous military force, and unification of the region is just around the corner.
The Ministry of War, the Ministry of Industry, the Ministry of Household Affairs, and the South Factory worked together to compile the complete combat plan and disaster relief plan into a book and handed it over to the emperor for final decision. Only a few officials knew the core secrets, and they were all senior officials above the second rank, so naturally they were not worried about leaks. The problem is that even the subordinates involved in disaster relief did not know that the main purpose of this trip was to deal with Zuo Liangyu. Only Liu Ziguang and Hou Xun knew.
This was the first major action taken by Qian Qianyi's cabinet after he came to power. Naturally, Mr. Qian Ge hoped that it would succeed immediately. For this reason, he also specially talked to Hou Xun, hoping that Hou Shangshu could put aside the past grudges and cooperate with Marquis Zhenwu.
We went together to the national disaster. Although Hou Xun hated Liu Ziguang very much, he could still distinguish between right and wrong. He vowed that he would never abandon official duties for personal reasons during this trip.
The imperial envoy for the disaster relief was Hou Xun, the Minister of Rites, accompanied by water conservancy experts from the Ministry of Industry, the censor from the Metropolitan Procuratorate, officials from the Ministry of Household Affairs, intelligence officers from the Ministry of War and Nanchang, and 500 imperial guards, all naturally in red shirts.
They were pretending to be regiment soldiers. These people set off first carrying 500,000 taels of silver. They followed the boundary of southern Zhili and passed through Wuhu, Tongling, Anqing, Huangshi, and Ezhou to reach Wuchang. The road was difficult to walk, with dense water networks and hills.
Mountains, this time is also the rainy season, this trip is destined to be difficult.
But the more difficult thing didn't stop there. Wei Zhongxian had secretly copied a copy of their detailed plan, and arranged for someone to rush to Wuchang to give it to Zuo Liangyu.
The rain was still falling. In the small mansion where Mr. Sima lived, Wei Zhongxian and Sima Sheng held up their wine glasses and smiled at each other. The strategy of killing with a borrowed knife was used flawlessly. With Liu Ziguang's five hundred people, even the heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals were not Zuo Liang.
They are opponents with an army of hundreds of thousands, not to mention that their every move is known to the opponent in advance, so there is no hope of victory.
"Mr. Sima is really an expert in this world, and our family admires him for his clever tricks." Wei Zhongxian admired sincerely, because as soon as the news of the flood came, Sima Sheng helped him plan out the strategy, and everything that happened now has become a reality.
It was carried out according to his design, without any deviation.
Sima Sheng was very proud of himself. He gently shook the Western wine in the glass and swallowed it in one gulp. Wei Zhongxian wanted to tell him that red wine was not a vulgar way to drink wine, but when he thought of this expert's fragile self-esteem, he just