The sun was shining brightly and the warm breeze was blowing, but the entire capital city was shrouded in gloom and mist. Chang Yu closed his eyes and rested under the flower tree. However, everyone in the city, from the royal nobles to the street vendors and street vendors, were in panic. The Qing army was cutting wood, building carts, and sharpening knives outside the city.
The news that Huo Huo was preparing to attack the city spread throughout the capital, and no one could sit still.
Various discussions were going on in the streets and restaurants. Some people felt that the Qing army might not be able to defeat them. It was not that the Qing armies had never been surrounded or beaten in the past years. Others thought that today was different from the past. Both the national and military power of the Ming Dynasty was deteriorating, and the government was incompetent.
There are no strong generals in the army and the capital is empty at this time, so it is really difficult to say.
What made them even more uneasy was that the God of War in their minds was seriously injured and his life and death were unknown. The soul of Dongchang was also the spiritual pillar of the Ming Dynasty and a god among ordinary people. With him, he could defeat the enemy and defend the capital.
No worries, but now...
Is the weather about to change? The warm sun is clearly shining in the sky, but many people find it bone-chilling and creepy.
Most unity requires external force. When the news of the Qing army's entry into the customs came, the Octopus Chamber of Commerce took the lead in launching merchant donations in the capital. Businessmen are shrewd. Octopus is an imperial merchant and has a strong background, so they want to build relationships with them. They are even more aware of the dangers of overthrow.
Many people responded one after another, and even ordinary people extended a helping hand and expressed their sincere feelings. As the situation outside the city became more serious, many business leaders made additional donations of food and supplies.
It can be said that in terms of initiative and enthusiasm in donating money, the business community is more serious than those noble and wealthy families, but Wu Mengming has also achieved a lot. This guy used public opinion in his own name to force donations to the noble and wealthy families, and some are thin-skinned.
His family's wealth was paid almost as soon as he took action. He was blocked in the door and yelled at people who talked about benevolence, justice and morality. He couldn't afford to lose that kind of person.
Of course, there are those dead pigs who are not afraid of boiling water. They can just take out a few hundred taels of silver and either cry poor and show off their acting skills with Wu Mengming, or they can stay behind closed doors and let you toss them around.
But does this make it difficult for the most money-grubbing commander of the Imperial Guard in history?
It can’t!
Wu Mengming's motto in life is, as long as you give money, you won't have any face! He acted wildly and led hundreds of people to block the door one day. First, he scolded these honorable nobles for being unfavorable to the emperor and his ancestors. Now he stood up for his honor and let Xun
Guili couldn't reply, so he started to curse like a shrew. Of course, he wasn't the only one, but hundreds of people were scolding him together...
In the end, many people couldn't stand it anymore. They were too righteous to talk back. Let's impeach him. The emperor rolled his eyes and said, "Why don't you beat him?"
Is Xungui rich?
Of course there are some, a few with a million taels, but there are many families with tens or hundreds of thousands. Although many people were previously fined tens of thousands by Chang Yu on the pretext of using Beijing soldiers for personal use, in fact it was not even a drizzle.
It hurts the skin, but there are indeed a few people who suffered injuries, broken bones and even family fortunes caused by him.
Of course, there are some misers who won't shed tears without seeing the coffin, but today Emperor Chongzhen took them to the city to see the coffin. After going around the city, many went down to the city and silently handed over the money.
There are tens of thousands of Tatars outside the city, and the imperial reinforcements are lingering in the south and dare not approach. Ma Ke and Tang Tongni Bodhisattva outside the city are not safe when they cross the river. The old, weak, sick and disabled guards of the Jingying family in the city are embarrassed and useless. The spirit of the army
The young eunuch was seriously injured and couldn't afford it... If we don't provide money and food to boost morale at this time, I'm afraid something will really go wrong.
Who would have thought that Wu Mengming would be the happiest person smiling in this gloomy mist. Although he was hated by the nobles, he would gain both fame and fortune. The evil spirit in the eyes of ordinary people would be praised by everyone in the blink of an eye, not to mention Chongzhen.
The emperor favored him, and of course what he was most happy about was the commission from these donations.
Emperor Chongzhen was also half happy and half worried. Two of his confidants, Chang Yu and Wu Mengming, joined forces to create a situation. One created the situation and the other took advantage of the situation. In less than three days, he earned nearly a million. This was done a few months ago.
This was something that was unthinkable before. You must know that he used the dignity of an emperor to launch a fund-raising campaign in 2016, and the income he received was shameful.
In terms of means and shame, I am miles away from these two confidants. Emperor Chongzhen had to accept it, but he still had a dumbfounding feeling in his heart. They said that the war was about money, and they were stuffing into a bottomless pit. How come he was still making money?
Already.
In the afternoon, Chang Yu took a nap in the room. Although he has a strong self-healing ability, the injury to his blood this time was not a trivial matter. The recovery time of half a day only reduced the pain slightly. If he wanted to heal, he would have to wait for a while longer.
Fang San reported outside the door: "Master Wu, the commander of the Jinyi Guards, wants to see you."
Chang Yu got up and went outside the hall. When he saw Wu Mengming admiring flowers in the courtyard, he chuckled and said, "The spring breeze is blowing on my face. Is Mr. Wu in spring or getting rich?"
Wu Mengming grinned and laughed: "Thanks to the governor, I have gained weight."
Chang Yu sat down on the recliner: "It's a nice day, why are you here here instead of asking for money? Not to mention visiting a doctor, you are empty-handed."
Wu Mengming smiled awkwardly: "When you encounter a problem, come to the factory supervisor for help."
"Who? The three princes?" Chang Yu narrowed his eyes, and Wu Mengming quickly waved his hand: "Those are nothing, they are the princes!"
Ha, Chang Yu couldn't help but laugh: "Mr. Wu, you have a big appetite. Even he wants to take a bite. That's not only a tough bite, but also a complete iron rooster. Be careful of knocking out your teeth."
"How could I not know that he is an iron rooster even though he is in a humble position? However, the father-in-law's house is rich and rich. If we don't take advantage of this situation to make a move for him now, we will have no chance in the future." Wu Mengming chuckled.
Chang Yu sighed: "One is greedy for money, and the other is desperate for money. Now you two are playing against each other."
"There is no match for me in chess. I'm still at a disadvantage in my humble position. I just went to the father-in-law's house and I can't get enough of it. He is the emperor's father-in-law. I can't go too far in my humble position...but I really can't bear to not take a bite." Wu Mengming said
The face is sad.
This flesh is so chewy, Chang Yu sighed, the patriarch of the country, Zhou Kui, is simply a very shameless weirdo. Not only is he greedy for money and stingy, in history, when Li Zicheng invaded Beijing, he was rewarded by Liu Zongmin, and his wife and daughter-in-law were killed.
, he was unwilling to give even a cent, but when he was about to be killed, he confessed more than 500,000 yuan, and as a result, more than 200,000 yuan was found...
Of course, this is not the darkest thing about him. When Emperor Chongzhen launched a fund-raising campaign, he asked him to donate 100,000 to set an example. This guy cried out, "I'm so poor, how can I have so much money..." Zhou
The Queen couldn't stand it anymore, so she sold her jewelry and got 5,000 taels of silver and gave it to him privately for him to donate. As a result, he withheld 3,000 and only donated 2,000...
Wu Mengming wanted to take advantage of such a person, it was just a dream.
"Go and ask him for one hundred thousand taels!" Chang Yu squinted his eyes and smiled. Wu Mengming jumped up to Lao Gao as if he was being shocked by electricity: "Mr. Factory Supervisor, are you joking? I even think of getting him five thousand taels for a lowly job."
To peel off the skin, these one hundred thousand taels... how is it possible, he won't even give up his life!"
"If you really want it, don't ask for five thousand taels. He won't even give you fifty." Chang Yu curled his lips and said, "Just go over and say that our family wants it. One hundred thousand taels won't be a penny less."
Wu Mengming was confused: "What does the factory supervisor mean to say that if I mention your name when I come to you, he will give it to me? No other tricks are needed?"
Chang Yu chuckled: "Yes, go ahead, he will give it to you."