Chapter five hundred and eighty seventh between a thought
Two days ago.
Theft cases in Nanjing have become a hot topic, but because the people who were stolen were officials who had never done anything good, the people talked about it and praised the thief far more than they cursed him.
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Some people even say that if there were more thieves who were able to eliminate violence and keep good people, these guys would not dare to be so unscrupulous and domineering. The trend of thieves became popular, and many children played the game of thieves in the streets and alleys, arrogantly
Scared the shit out of "corrupt officials".
Although Wu Sangui is not in the city, he is very aware of these things. This time, the incident of the knight robber has spread a lot, and I don’t know what the emperor thinks. There seems to be no movement at Dali Temple. Someone was assassinated at the bidding meeting some time ago.
It seems that the matter has not come to a conclusion yet? It seems that Dali Temple has been very busy recently.
Thinking of this, Wu Sangui was somewhat gloating about his misfortune. This old guy, Ling Yiqu, usually put on a lot of airs. When he saw him, he showed respect on the surface but actually tried to restrict him. He was afraid that if he didn't pay attention, he would suffer his own loss, which made Wu Sangui very unhappy. Thinking of it.
Wu Sangui couldn't help but laugh when he looked almost dead from running here and there every day.
After all, Chen Yuanyuan was rescued by Lin Chong's men. No matter what he and Wu Sangui agreed to at the beginning, she was always grateful to Lin Chong. In addition, the conversation in the temple made her feel that this was a rare event.
The Mingjun who got it wanted Wu Sangui to assist Lin Chong well, so that the monarch and his ministers would be of the same mind.
Wu Sangui didn't want Chen Yuanyuan to worry about these things every day. On the surface, he naturally agreed, but secretly he didn't know what he was thinking.
Someone came in and reported to him that when Zheng Chenggong wanted to see him outside, Wu Sangui was practicing calligraphy. Without even raising his head, he said, "Let him wait outside."
After waiting for a full two hours, Wu Sangui stood up slowly, as if he remembered that there was still a person waiting outside, "Please invite him in to talk."
Zheng Chenggong showed no sign of impatience at all after he came in. According to the servant who took him to wait, he did not show any sign of impatience even while waiting.
This was quite interesting. After waiting for two whole hours, there was not a single complaint. If Wu Sangui hadn't asked for something, he would have praised him for his good temper.
"Master Zheng, I'm really sorry. You see, I have a lot of trivial matters here, so I just asked Master Zheng to wait." Wu Sangui pretended to make a very embarrassed expression.
It was rare that Zheng Chenggong didn't wear a mask today, so he just came in to see him. But for some reason, Wu Sangui felt that looking at his face was more uncomfortable than looking at that cold mask. Is it because he was used to it? Wu Sangui whispered in a low voice.
, this is really strange.
Zheng Chenggong handed over his hand, as if he was not the person who had been waiting outside for two hours without even taking a sip of hot tea: "General Wu, where are you, of course those important official duties are more important, I will wait outside for a while.
What’s the big deal? It’s really a great blessing for Guan Ning Cavalry to have a general like General Wu.”
Zheng Chenggong now admires himself for his endurance, but in the past, who would have dared to be so negligent? Such people are either not born yet, or they have been dragged out and killed.
Of course, when encountering people like Wu Sangui and Li Zicheng who could not be defeated even after they were born, Emperor Chongzhen would always make himself very angry. How could he hide his emotions so calmly like now?
Wu Sangui obviously didn't expect that Zheng Chenggong would be such a humble and polite person, and he couldn't help but question the rumors about him. It is said that he wears a mask all year round and is serious about speech and has a bad temper. The legendary person who is serious about speech and expression is different from the pleasant-looking person in front of him.
Are the guys really the same person?
"I wonder why Mr. Zheng came all the way here? Could it be that His Majesty has something important to discuss with me?" Wu Sangui knew very well that Zheng Chenggong would not come to him because of this matter, let alone
I wouldn't wait outside for two hours for such a reason.
"To be honest, I came to General Wu this time to discuss something very important. However, this matter has nothing to do with the emperor. I want to discuss a cooperation with Wu Jianjun that will be beneficial to both of us."
He knew very well that if there were not enough benefits, it would be difficult to persuade Wu Sangui. This person was very shrewd and would not be fooled so easily.
"Master Zheng seems to have gone to the wrong place when it comes to discussing business? Wu Sangui is just a martial artist. It is really difficult to understand what Master Zheng means by cooperation."
"I have to find someone who is not a businessman to negotiate this deal." Zheng Chenggong showed a meaningful smile.
"Zheng Chenggong, people in the Ming Dynasty don't tell secrets, so just say it directly. What exactly do you want to do?" Wu Sangui said in a bad tone.
"General Wu, don't be angry. You are just doing something you have always wanted to do. Now you have a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. Are you willing to always be inferior to others?" Zheng Chenggong seemed to be sure that Wu Sangui would be convinced by him.
Wu Sangui seemed to be unable to understand where his confidence came from: "I am very satisfied with my current life. You came here and tried to pull me into rebellion. Aren't you afraid that I will arrest you and hand you over to His Majesty now?"
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"You won't. You know very well that we are the same kind of people. The desire for power and killing is deeply rooted in your heart. No one can erase it, including yourself." Zheng Chenggong laughed sinisterly.
"Hahahahaha, since Mr. Zheng has determined that I will definitely choose to cooperate with you, then I can't let you down, right?" Wu Sangui stood up slowly.
"I knew that General Wu was a smart man. He knew what he wanted better than anyone else, and he knew best how to do it." Zheng Chenggong's face returned to its previous smile.
"Tell me, what do you want me to do? By the way, let me hear what your plan is?" Wu Sangui crossed his arms and looked at Zheng Chenggong with a half-smile, as if what they were talking about was just something to eat tonight.
Little things like that.
"It's very simple. I just need General Wu to help me hold down the three major battalions. I believe this shouldn't be a difficult problem for you, right?" Zheng Chenggong said in a brisk tone.
"The three battalions and I are also stationed outside the city. If there is any movement in the city, someone will definitely find a way to come out and ask for help. Do you want me to deal with these people who come out to ask for help?" Wu Sangui raised his eyebrows.