"I came after Thief Fan from the tunnel. I didn't expect him to have people guard the entrance of the tunnel, and then poured water into the tunnel. If the Marquis hadn't found the entrance of the tunnel first, my subordinates and others would have drowned in the tunnel."
When Yu Haijing told Zhong Jinwei, she was very frightened. The tunnel was too long and narrow. It was impossible to drill out of the tunnel entrance. It was impossible to turn around and run back to the original entrance. The people inside almost drowned.
When Zhong Jinwei heard this, he secretly thought it was a fluke. It was a blind cat that encountered a dead mouse, and happened to hit this tunnel entrance. If he had waited stupidly at "Xiao Jinluan", many people would have died, and Fan Yongdou and Jianlu would have escaped.
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At this time, soaked soldiers with white poles had emerged from the yurt one after another. These soldiers had followed Yu Haijing in pursuit from the tunnel.
As soon as they got out of the yurt, they all saluted Zhong Jinwei.
As soon as Ezhe followed Zhong into the defense, he was surprised to see soldiers emerging from the yurts one after another.
Zhong Jinwei saw that although they were not shivering due to the cold because of their strong bodies, they had to be kept warm just in case.
Seeing E Zhe beside him, Zhong Jinwei asked him: "Look, my man is freezing. Can you help me solve it?"
Ilzamu had just arrived at this time and happened to hear Zhong Jinwei's words. He quickly added: "There happens to be a fire in my yurt over there. All the brothers from the Ming army should go over and have a barbecue." [
When E Zhe heard this, how could he be left behind? He quickly expressed his position: "I've also lit a fire over there, and I'm still boiling ginger water. Just go to my side."
The attitude of the two of them made Zhong Jinwei very satisfied. He said with a smile: "Okay, let's get married as a family. Yu Haijing, you can go there with your brothers."
"Yes, I obey." Yu Haijing had already taken a look at the scene in the river. Knowing that Fan Yongdou couldn't escape, she took the white-poled soldiers who came out of the tunnel into different yurts to warm themselves by the fire.
Zhong Jinwei watched the Mongolians leading his men over, and then smiled and said to Ezhe and Erzamu: "We have an old saying in the Central Plains, people respect me one foot, and I respect others one foot. The kindness you just showed me
Once you get it, if you need anything in the future, just say hello to me and I will definitely help you if I can."
E Zhe's face suddenly burst into smiles. With such a simple thing, he got a promise. He couldn't believe that he would really need the help of the Marquis of Ming Dynasty in fighting for the throne in the grassland in the future.
He thanked him repeatedly: "It's a small matter, it should be done, it should be done."
Although Erzamu is much calmer than Ezhe, it is also a great joy to get a promise from the Marquis who has real power in the Ming Dynasty. It is much better than him going to seek refuge with the Liaodong Jurchen who he does not know. At this point, Erzamu
Zhamu no longer thought of joining Jianlu and focused on the Ming Dynasty.
Zhong Jinwei didn't say much to them because he was still paying attention to the battle on the ship.
When he turned around and looked over, he found that the white-poled sergeants in the water had climbed onto the boat one after another.
But before they could rush into the cabin, a man came out from inside, it was their commander Ma Xianglin.
The knife that Ma Xianglin had previously carried in his hand had been put back into its scabbard, and there was blood on his body. After giving a few instructions to his men, he loudly shouted to Zhong Jinwei on the shore: "Report it to the Marquis, and capture Fan Yongdou and Jianlu alive."
Zhong Jinwei heard this on his horse and was overjoyed and said: "Okay, okay, come back to shore quickly."
Some of the white-poled soldiers on the ship entered the cabin, while others directly used their long guns as poles to push the ship back to the shore.
The white-poled sergeants on the shore also stretched out their spears to their comrades who were still in the water. When the spears of both sides met each other, the hooks on the guns hooked together, and then the soldiers on the shore pulled back hard.
Faster than the boat, we returned to the shore.
Zhong Jinwei had heard in the past that the spears of the white-stemmed army could be used to cross mountains and ridges, but he did not expect that they could be used to fish people out of the water today. It was a multi-functional white-steel gun, much more useful than the Swiss Army Knife of later generations.[
After the boat docked, the people inside were escorted out one after another by the white-poled sergeants.
Fan Yongdou, his wife and children were inside, and there were two other Jianlu. One was hit by a horse and was seriously injured. The other seemed to be a gentle man, not like ordinary Jianlu.
Zhong Jinwei had no interest in Fan Yongdou, who had turned pale and knew that he was bound to die. After his charges were announced, the people of the capital could not spare him.
"Who are you and what is your position with Jianlu?" Zhong Jinwei asked the uninjured Jianlu condescendingly while riding on his horse.
The Jianlu didn't say a word, he just stared at Zhong Jinwei angrily.
"Master Marquis, this Jianlu probably doesn't understand Chinese." Seeing this, Ma Xianglin reminded Zhong Jinwei.
Zhong Jinwei curled up his lips and thought, how could the people who came to Zhangjiakou to be in charge of trade not understand Chinese? However, he pretended to agree and said: "I guess the wild boar skin of Nurhachi, who led them to make trouble, used to be the property of a Ming general.
How high can a domestic slave's IQ be, and the current Huang Taiji is said to be a fat man who can't even speak, let alone speak Chinese."
"You fart!" Jianlu's face suddenly turned red and he swore at Zhong Jinwei.
"Haha, since you understand Chinese, why don't you speak it? Is it because you are afraid of death and want to hide your identity? Looking at you, I guess you have this kind of virtue." Zhong Jinwei seemed not to have heard Jianlu's foul language at all, and continued to tease.
he said.
Jianlu raised his head and said loudly: "I am Hesheli Xifu, the envoy of the Great Khan. I am proficient in Jurchen, Han and Mongolian languages. How can I be slandered by you, a Chinese dog?"
When Zhong Jinwei heard this, he had never heard of this man's name, so he lost interest. He waved his hand and asked the white-pole sergeant to escort him down.
In fact, Zhong Jinwei may not have heard of his name, but Zhong Jinwei must have heard of this man's nephew. The nephew of Hesheli-Xifu was Hesheli Soni, one of the four ministers in the early years of Kangxi.
At this point, all eight Shanxi merchants in Zhangjiakou, who were notorious in later generations, were captured.
Zhong Jinwei said to Kong Fang, who was already at his side: "Lift the martial law and withdraw the troops back to the camp."
Then he turned to Ezhe and Erzhamuyi and cupped his hands and said, "We still have things to do. See you some other time."
Ezhe and Erzamu personally escorted Zhong Jinwei out of the Mongolian camp, and then went back eagerly to discuss the matter.
Zhong Jinwei, escorted by Ma Xianglin, went to Zhangjiakou garrison.
Soldiers from all over the place began to gather at the same time, and the whole team returned to camp.
When Zhong Jinwei walked to a shop, a young man suddenly rushed out of the shop.
Ma Xianglin, with his sharp eyes and quick hands, thought he was an assassin, so he took out his gun and stood in front of Zhong Jinwei.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, the man who rushed out fell to his knees with a plop.
When Zhong Jinwei saw this scene behind Ma Xianglin, he thought that there would be no plot like those in later movies and TV series where people block the road and scream for injustice.
Unfortunately, he was wrong. He only heard the man straighten his upper body and say to Zhong Jinwei: "Your Excellency is mighty and has spoken out for the people of the Ming Dynasty. The common people admire you very much. Please accept the courtesy of the common people." After saying this, he bowed down.
When Ma Xianglin heard this, it turned out that this man was not an assassin. Moreover, this man worshiped the Marquis of Zhongxing, so it was inconvenient for him to stand in front of Zhong Jinwei. So, he turned slightly to make way. However, he still held the gun and was wary of this person.
people.
The white-pole army marching behind had surrounded him and separated him from the shop he came out of. There were still many people crowding at the door of the shop, but no one had the courage to rush out.
After hearing this, Zhong Jinwei understood that this man was afraid that he had been bullied by the Mongols. He might have seen what happened to him on the Mongolian side just now, so he rushed out to speak.
Zhong Jinwei can actually understand this man's thoughts. In the history of hundreds of years later, whenever Chinese people conflicted with foreigners, the people who were hurt were often the Chinese people. The government's weakness towards foreigners often hurt the feelings of the Chinese people.
Every time Zhong Jinwei sees this kind of thing, he can't help but sigh.
The person blocking the road was Wang Yan. He witnessed the whole incident of Zhong Jinwei, won another fifty taels of silver, and rushed out in excitement.
"Get up, I have gold at my knees. Officials of the Ming Dynasty make decisions for the people of the Ming Dynasty. This is their duty." Zhong Jinwei said kindly to Wang Yan.
Wang Yan stood up as he was told, and then stood there a little at a loss. Zhong Jinwei smiled at him and left.
As soon as all the soldiers were gone, people in the shop rushed out and surrounded Wang Yan, saying that he was so courageous.
But Wang Yan did not respond to them. He looked at the direction in which Zhong Jinwei was leaving and murmured to himself: "The officials of the Ming Dynasty make decisions for the people of the Ming Dynasty. This is their duty!"
The shopkeeper had sharp ears and heard his muttering to himself, so he couldn't help but said to him: "Having said that, how many people can do this? I don't know who this official is. He is a good official."
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Zhong Jinwei was unexpectedly tough on the Mongolians and made the Mongolians obey, making the shopkeeper the big winner. When he was in a good mood, he would not hesitate to praise Zhong Jinwei and praised Zhong Jinwei's rareness to the customers.
Besides, after Zhong Jinwei returned to the garrison mansion, the clerk in charge of records presented the confession of garrison Zhao Zhensong.
What surprised Zhong Jinwei was that Zhao Zhensong's confession included the location of the secret warehouse where Fan Yongdou stored supplies for Jianlu. Moreover, the confession clearly stated the large supplies inside, which made Zhong Jinwei particularly happy to see it.
After Zhong Jinwei thought for a while, he immediately wrote a memorial and sent someone to rush 800 miles to the capital to report everything that happened in Zhangjiakou.
He himself continued to sit in Zhangjiakou. On the one hand, he was still counting the property obtained from various house raids. On the other hand, he had to pay the border troops.
When Emperor Chongzhen received the memorial from Zhong Jinwei, he immediately burst into laughter, which greatly surprised Wang Chengen, who happened to be serving him.
He didn't know what good news came from Marquis Zhongxing, which made Emperor Chongzhen laugh so shamelessly without caring about the emperor's etiquette.
After Emperor Chongzhen had laughed enough, he happily said to Wang Chengen: "Master Zhong has made me a lot of money again. I don't have to think about money for a while!"
Wang Chengen quickly bowed and said: "Congratulations to your majesty, congratulations to your majesty."
Emperor Chongzhen accepted Wang Chengen's congratulations calmly, and then said: "Wei Ni also hid a large sum of money in the palace, and I didn't even notice it. Go and get it out for me."