In the study room of Zhenwu Marquis Mansion, the electric fan with cork blades was spinning slowly on the ceiling. Liu Maomao was sitting on the beam and kept catching the red rope tied to the fan blades with his hands, very attentively.
, not caring about the family meeting going on below.
Sitting at the desk were Liu Ziguang and the Peng sisters, each with a bottle of iced Coke in front of them. Han Xueer stood next to him holding a silver plate with ice cubes the size of mahjong for everyone to take. They were discussing disaster relief matters.
"This time the ironworks spent so much money that they didn't even have the money to buy coal. Fortunately, several coal mines that I know well can provide credit, otherwise it would have been impossible," Peng Jingrong said.
"Everyone is responsible for the country's catastrophe. I, Liu Ziguang, started from scratch and have reached this stage, so I want to repay the society. Besides, for people at my level, everyone is watching every move I make. Who doesn't know how to benefit the country?"
The factory is my asset. If I don't donate a corresponding amount, how will I see anyone in the future? You don't know that that guy Wang Jiu only donated 800 taels, but his name is hanging on several floors of Zuixian Tower.
, are all insults, from now on people will have to call him a bastard." Liu Ziguang said.
"You deserve it. That old guy is too stingy. My brother-in-law is more generous. He only paid 200,000 taels." Peng Jingwei said.
"You can earn money by donating money, but it is lost when a person dies. Hundreds of thousands of refugees in the disaster area have no food and clothing, struggling on the edge of death. They are all the people of the Ming Dynasty. If we don't help, who can we help? I have decided,
When the flood is under control, at least one million taels will be spent to support the disaster area." Liu Ziguang said calmly, as if one million taels was just a small number worth mentioning.
"One million taels!" the Peng sisters exclaimed at the same time. This is almost the total turnover of the Liguo Iron Works and Jiangnan Shipyard. With this money, the factory's production will definitely come to a standstill.
"Yes, one million taels, you can still get it out if you squeeze. With my face, all kinds of raw materials can be purchased on credit, and the money from the Ministry of Industry can also be received in advance. As the saying goes, take it from the people and use it.
As for the people, why should I earn so much money and hide it in the cellar to get moldy? In the end, it will be used on the people. Of course, I will use the money personally to build schools and factories in the disaster areas, reclaim land, and provide relief to the victims." Liu Ziguang
The conversation made the Peng sisters nod from time to time, saying that their husband (brother-in-law) is really a great hero with a heart for the world.
Not only were they surprised, but the maid Han Xueer who was waiting next to them was also secretly shocked. Last year, droughts occurred frequently in the northern provinces under the rule of the Qing Dynasty. Not only did the imperial court not release food for disaster relief, but they also sent troops to search for food in the disaster areas to feed the army. At that time, she once asked her father
, her father just sighed and said that you are still young and do not understand this. Later, Suo'etu told her that true heroes do not have the kindness of women. Those victims were originally refugees who had not changed their banditry, Han bandits who had not been raised well.
Even if there is food, we cannot distribute it to them. Once they starve to death, these lands will truly belong to the Qing Dynasty. Why are the opinions of father and Suo'etu so different from Liu Ziguang? Han Xueer knows that the land of Huguang is not the land of the Ming Dynasty.
In the area under his jurisdiction, those Li people are Zuo Liangyu's subjects. Drowning them and starving them to death will only weaken Zuo Liangyu's strength. Why are the imperial court and Liu Ziguang so anxious to provide disaster relief?
The disciples have all contributed. Looking at this man's focused eyes, Han Xueer felt very confused. In her heart, Liu Ziguang has always been a murderous demon, but what she has seen these days is that he cares and takes care of everyone around him.
He set up schools and factories to house the children, wives and children of his subordinates. He never beat or scolded his subordinates. Except for sometimes "torturing" himself in different ways in bed, he was basically a very kind master. Now he treats people thousands of miles away.
It is really difficult to see through this man's heart when the victims who have never met him are so concerned about him.
"I'm going out for a while, and my family will be completely dependent on you during this period." Liu Ziguang's words woke up Han Xueer, who was deep in thought, and quickly cheered up to listen. If he wants to go north and sneak into the Qing Dynasty to cause trouble again, he must try to make this happen
Send the information.
"Are you going to the west?" Peng Jinrong asked.
"This matter is kept secret. Just know it and don't tell it." Liu Ziguang would not hide anything from his family, and with Peng Jinrong's intelligence, he couldn't hide it from her at all.
"By the way, you have been searching recently to find a highly respected scholar to be the head of the academy. I plan to build an academy to compete with Donglin..."
Han Xueer didn't listen to what Liu Ziguang said later. When she heard that Liu Ziguang was going to the west instead of the north, she suddenly felt inexplicably relaxed. If he really wanted to go north, she must pass on this information, so that he
I will be intercepted and killed by the military aircraft that are waiting for me. This situation is exactly what Han Xueer doesn't want to see from the bottom of her heart. What's wrong with me? Han Xueer is so confused that she has been integrated into the maid's life of the Marquis Mansion for a long time.
In terms of identity, even his real name, Bingbing, feels strange.
Nanchang worked vigorously and resolutely. When they first started planning to deal with Zuo Liangyu, the vanguard had already set off. The main personnel were still the great contributors to the Beijing operation: old partners Zhong Shouyong and Da Wenxi, as well as a group of capable fans, they dressed up as
Looking like a merchant, he took several carriages and rushed to Huguang first.
It has rained heavily for days and the road is muddy and difficult to walk. Now we have reached Wuhu. In a simple restaurant next to the post road, the fans are sitting at the table waiting for the restaurant to bring them food and wine. The sky is gloomy, and light rain falls from time to time.
It was lunch time, and the small restaurant was full of businessmen. Everyone was complaining about the weather and talking about the floods. Zhong Shouyong and Da Wenxi were sitting at the same table, with simple waist knives placed on the table. In order to conceal their identities,
They did not carry official weapons, but chose civilian knives produced by the Liguo Iron Works. These days, except for spears, spurges and crossbows, ordinary swords, bows and arrows are not restricted.
, none of the bodyguards carry weapons, so although everyone in the Nanchang team is armed with a sword, they don't attract anyone's attention.
There were a lot of people in the restaurant, and the storekeeper couldn't handle it. He didn't have time to serve hot dishes and rice, so he had to take out some bean curd, dried bamboo shoots, kohlrabi and Baiyi wine for the guests to drink first. He was drinking wine while listening to the rain.
At that moment, I saw three strong horses galloping in the distance, splashing muddy water. When they arrived at the door of the small hotel, the three horses stopped together. The knight dismounted, threw the reins to the child, and shouted loudly: "Feed good fodder."
." He took off his cloak and walked into the hut.
The small restaurant was just a simple roadside stall with only a few trees for tethering the horses. There was no good fodder. The waiter said with a sad face: "Sir, the restaurant doesn't care about feeding the horses."
"F*ck, you can feed me if I ask you to. Don't you have money as a grandpa? If you don't have any fodder, feed me with grain. I'll starve grandpa's BMW. Watch your head!" The new man scolded, and the waiter was struck by his aura.
Shocked, Nono dared not speak.
The three knights walked into the shed with their heads held high. When everyone looked up, it turned out that they were wearing the official uniforms of Jin Yiwei under their cloaks, and hanging from their waists were embroidered spring knives. No wonder they were so taut. They turned out to be officials. Although nowadays
Jinyiwei is not as powerful as Nachang and Dongchang, but it is still more than enough to bully ordinary people.
When the three of them saw that the table was full, they couldn't help but get angry: "Store! Quickly make a table for grandpa, serve cooked beef, good wine, hot soup and rice. Grandpa has to go on his way after eating."
The store owner was in a difficult situation. All the customers came and it was hard to ask anyone to vacate the table. Just when he was rubbing his hands and not knowing what to say, one of the Jinyi guards saw Da Wenxi and Zhong Shouyong occupying a table and pointed out.
He looked at them and said, "You two, get up and squeeze in somewhere else. I want this table."
Vice General Zhong stretched his hand to the waist knife on the table, but was stopped by Da Wenxi's eyes. When Jin Yiwei saw him touching the knife, he immediately put his hand on the handle of the knife and shouted sternly: "Do you still want to rebel?"
"Don't you dare, don't you, we are bringing things to make way for men." Da Wenxi quickly pulled Zhong Shouyong to stand up, smiling with him.
"You guys know each other." Jin Yiwei was a little frightened when he saw Zhong Shouyong's huge body when he stood up, so he stopped pursuing it and sat down at the table to clean up the mud and water on his body. The shopkeeper was afraid of their power and handed over the money that should have been given to Zhong Shouyong and the others.
Hot soup and rice were also served to the Jin Yiwei, and a large plate of cooked beef was cut and brought over. Two pots of good wine were poured in. The three Jin Yiwei wolfed down the food. It looked like it was really hard to travel.
"Oh my God, why is it raining all day long? How long will this trip take?" complained a guard in Jinyi.
"We have just arrived in Wuhu. It rains more and more as we go west, and the road becomes more difficult to walk. We may encounter refugees. It is hard to say whether the three of us will survive to reach Wuchang." Another Jin Yiwei said.
"Shh, be careful and don't talk nonsense." The person who seemed to be the leader stopped the person who just spoke. He looked around carefully and saw that no one was listening to their conversation, so he lowered his voice and said, "This trip must be a must."
Keep it a secret, you pig brains."
"Brother, we can only come so fast. They are still in the capital and haven't set off yet, so why keep it a secret?" Although they said this, the three of them stopped mentioning Wuchang and sat quietly drinking and eating.
Their conversation naturally fell into the ears of Nanchang Fanzi. Da Wenxi and Zhong Shouyong looked at each other and nodded in understanding. Da Wenxi stood up and said, "Where is the latrine, shopkeeper?"
"There are no huts, just on the roadside." The store owner replied.
Da Wenxi laughed and cursed, then ran out of the shed and walked towards the row of big trees where the horses were tied. He unfastened his belt as he walked, apparently to drain the water.