"The strength of the local Jinyiwei is limited, so we can only invite the Jinyiwei from Beijing to go."

Lin Mang secretly smacked his tongue.

At this moment, he finally remembered who this Iron-faced Master was.

However, according to historical records, this person started the uprising in the 16th year of Wanli. Unexpectedly, it was so far in advance.

Lin Mang stood up and said, "I know what to do."

Yuan Changqing glanced at Lin Mang and said, "The general who suppressed the rebellion this time is Luo Shangzhi, a famous general in the Zhejiang Army. You can learn more about him."

"Jin Yiwei needs reconnaissance information and needs you to go first."

Lin Mang nodded, bowed his hands, and said, "I'll go get ready right now."

…

Beizhen Fusi, West Courtyard.

Tang Qi noticed Lin Mang's face and was confused: "Sir, what happened?"

Lin Mang said bluntly: "There is a rebellion in Jiangxi and Huguang!"

"What?" Tang Qi exclaimed, and then said in surprise: "Sir, are we going to Huguang?"

"Yeah." Lin Mang nodded and said, "Let's go gather people."

"Tell them to arrange things at home as soon as possible."

This counterinsurgency is bound to take a lot of time and is also more dangerous.

Tang Qi bowed in agreement and left quickly.

…

noon,

In the martial arts training ground of the West Campus, a total of 823 Jin Yiwei have gathered.

Lin Mang was wearing a vermilion flying fish suit, with an embroidered spring knife slung around his waist, and he was walking like a dragon and a tiger.

The wind is howling!

The black cloak slowly stretched in the strong wind.

Behind him, Pixiu followed step by step, exuding awe-inspiring momentum.

During this period of time, it has been serving delicious food and drinks in the Zhenfu Division, and its strength has already been completely transformed.

Lin Mang glanced at everyone, and without any nonsense, he shouted in a deep voice: "Let's go!"

"yes!"

Everyone shouted loudly in unison and quickly got on their horses.

The gate of Beizhen Fusi slowly opened.

Lin Mang rode Pixiu and jumped out first, heading straight for the dock.

The distance between Huguang and Huguang is too long, so taking the land route will inevitably waste time. Only taking the water route can save time.

After a large number of royal guards drove out of Beizhen Fusi, they headed straight for the dock.

On the street, there seemed to be the sound of thunder roaring from the sky.

At this moment, three three-masted gunboats were already moored beside the river bank of the pier.

The captain is nearly twenty feet tall and looks extremely majestic.

On the shore, a group of soldiers was waiting.

Seeing the Jin Yiwei coming, a general walked up quickly from the front.

"Master Lin!"

The visitor raised his hand and took the initiative to introduce: "Xiaguan Yu is in charge of this transportation."

Lin Mang turned over and jumped down, also cupped his hands and said: "Excuse me, Master Yu."

Yu Hou looked at Lin Mang without any trace and said with a smile: "It's my job."

Then he stretched out his hand and said, "Mr. Lin, please board the ship."

Lin Mang nodded slightly, turned around and shouted: "Get aboard!"

All the royal guards quickly got off their horses and began to get on the bed in an orderly manner.

Lin Mang led Pi Xiu and Yu Hou onto a large ship in the middle.

After everyone boarded the boat, Yu Hou shouted: "Let's go!"

Flag bearers all around began to wave flags and convey orders.

"Woo~"

The melodious horn sounded slowly and the drums beat in waves.

The big ship slowly turned around and the huge sail was raised.

"boom!"

The giant ship is like a dragon out of the sea, riding the wind and waves towards the depths of the river.

Huge waves rolled across the sky and spread apart on both sides.

Lin Mang held the hull of the boat with one hand and looked behind him. The capital gradually shrank, and finally turned into a black spot...

Central Beijing, a separate courtyard outside the city.

Pavilions, bridges and flowing water.

In an exquisite pavilion, two figures sat facing each other.

A game of Go was placed in front of the two of them.

"Snapped!"

One of them, an old man wearing a Confucian shirt, stood down gently and said softly: "It's your turn."

Opposite him is an old man wearing a blue robe, but he doesn't look like an old man at all, his face is rosy.

"hehe!"

"This is a dead game."

Wang Wenyan, who was dressed in a Confucian shirt, stroked his beard and chuckled: "What I want is death chess."

Yang Hexiu put down the chess pieces, picked up the tea on the side, sipped it slowly, and said softly: "The Jin Yiwei has left the capital."

"There was a rebellion in Huguang and Jiangxi, and Li Wengui, the left governor, was involved."

"It's been another troubled time."

Wang Wenyan stroked his beard and chuckled: "These things won't affect you, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, right?"

Yang Hexiu smiled and said: "You don't understand this, right?"

"With this war, there are ten thousand taels of gold. Money is needed everywhere."

"Liangcao, Xiangyin, this is a huge start, not to mention the post-war pension."

Wang Wenyan lowered his head lightly, looked up at him, and said calmly: "Your Majesty will pay for it again this time, right?"

"Have no idea."

"The Ministry of Finance has no money." Yang Hexiu sighed, shook his head and said, "In my opinion, it's just that the untouchables were not cruel enough. They were too full to eat, so they had the strength to rebel."

"Rebellion and rebellion, rebellion every day, but in the end they are not suppressed."

Wang Wenyan didn't say anything, but asked: "I heard that the killing god in the capital has gone this time?"

Yang Hexiu sneered and said disdainfully: "He's just a madman."

"Reckless charlatan."

"Official matters can never be solved by beating and killing."

"If this is the case, there will be no need for the army to move forward in this rebellion."

Yang Hexiu held the tea cup and said softly: "If he leaves Beijing, I don't know how many people want him to die."

Wang Wenyan paused while stroking his beard, looked at him deeply, and asked with a smile: "Is Mr. Yang one of them?"

Yang Hexiu narrowed his eyes slightly, blew the tea leaves gently, and did not answer for a while.

"A certain death situation!"

Yang Hexiu sighed and said quietly: "Brother Wen Yan's chess skills have improved."

"Ha ha!"

Wang Wenyan laughed.

He already knows the answer!
To be continued...