Chapter 148 Poison Scheme(5.2k)

Beijing,

Beizhen Fusi, in the small courtyard.

Yuan Changqing was sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard, eating a simple breakfast.

Pickles, rice porridge.

Although he is the governor of Fusi in Beizhen, he has always been frugal and seldom extravagant and wasteful.

After drinking the last mouthful of rice porridge in the bowl, Yuan Changqing wiped his mouth with satisfaction and said with a smile: "What news did the boy send again?"

Behind him, stood a middle-aged man wearing a dark red flying fish suit, with a tall and straight figure and a face as gentle as jade.

Different from the iron-blooded image of most Jin Yiwei, this person looks like a scholar, gentle and elegant.

But if anyone thinks he is easy to bully, they are totally wrong.

In the Fusi of Beizhen, this person was called "Living Wuchang", and people in the world called him "Ghost Face Wuchang" Lei Qianhe. He was ruthless and ruthless.

He was Yuan Changqing's confidant when he was in the East Courtyard. After he was promoted to the governor of the town, the position of Qianhu was also given to him.

Lei Qianhe respectfully handed over a secret letter and said: "This was sent early this morning."

Yuan Changqing took it casually, glanced over it, and a look of astonishment gradually appeared on his face.

After a long time, he put down the secret message and said with a half-smile, "It seems that I won't be able to take this seat for a long time."

"Qianhe, please go to Huguang."

"This guy has made one million taels and wants to give it to His Majesty."

Lei Qianhe was slightly startled and said in surprise: "One million taels?"

"Didn't Master Lin put down the rebellion?"

To put down rebellions, we always ask for money from the court, but this is the first time I heard of sending money back.

Yuan Changqing looked deeply and said quietly: "This is his brilliance."

Your Majesty is currently feeling agitated by the officials and the rebellion. If you hear this news, your mood will definitely feel much better.

The name "Lin Mang" will naturally attract His Majesty's eyes.

Of course, if it were another person, he might be greedy for this credit, but he, Yuan Changqing, could not do such a thing.

What's more, according to that guy's character, if he really dares to do this, he will probably chop himself with a knife in the Zhenfu Department.

A few days ago, the censor and officials in the court had quite a few complaints about Lin Mang. The memorials and accusations had already been made against one person.

Many of them are even baseless accusations, and His Majesty has never made his thoughts clear.

After all, Lin Mang is too young.

He is now the Fusi Qianhu of Beizhen, and if he is promoted further, he will have to be the envoy of the town.

Your Majesty will not grant this position easily.

Yuan Changqing stood up and said: "It seems I have to go to the palace."

There was some emotion in my heart.

"Cheng Hongnian, the knife you left behind is a bit too sharp."

In just a few months, I don’t know how many people have died.

But...I'm afraid that he will become the next me.

…

Beijing, Yang Mansion.

"Bang!"

In the central hall of the mansion, a vase worth a thousand taels was smashed to the ground.

Yang Hexiu sat on the Taishi chair with an angry look on his face.

"Shu Zi!"

"Arrogant!"

"You are so ignorant, so arrogant!"

Although he is over sixty years old, his body is still strong and full of energy.

The few servants standing aside were trembling and lowered their heads in silence.

At this moment, a young man in Tsing Yi walked in outside the hall, holding a folding fan in his hand.

The visitor had a smile on his face, cupped his hands, and said softly: "Why is father so angry?"

After saying that, he waved his hands gently, and the servants standing around felt relieved and quickly bowed and retreated.

Yang Hexiu suppressed the anger in his heart, snorted coldly, and said in a cold voice: "You're not that bitch from Beizhen Fusi!"

"The news just arrived this morning: Deputy Commander-in-Chief Zheng Zhang and Wu Shouming died in Yuezhou."

"The reported memorial stated that they died at the hands of the local Jianghu sect, but how could a mere Jianghu sect be so bold?"

"In all likelihood, this thing was done by that bastard and Luo Shangzhi."

In the entire Huguang, these two people are the only ones who can make things watertight.

Zheng Zhang was fine, but Wu Shouming was his.

Within the entire Metropolitan Procuratorate, Wu Shouming was already the person with the highest official position in his faction.

Wu Shouming's death meant that his control over the Metropolitan Procuratorate was completely lost.

Yang Xuancheng opened the folding fan and chuckled: "If father is angry about this, there is no need for it."

Yang Hexiu took a sip of tea from the table and asked, "What's your plan?"

His younger son has always been smart, but unfortunately he has no interest in officialdom.

Otherwise, with his status, he would have already entered an important position in the Sixth Department.

Yang Xuancheng narrowed his eyes and said quietly: "Don't they need to put down the Jiangxi rebellion?"

"Since we can't send our people, let's invite others."

Yang Hexiu frowned slightly and asked, "What do you mean?"

Yang Xuancheng chuckled lightly and said meaningfully: "If someone from the imperial court appears in Jiangxi to kill good people and take credit, what will happen to General Luo?"

A smile gradually appeared on Yang Hexiu's face.

Yang Xuancheng held the tea, raised his eyes to look at Yang Hexiu, and said calmly: "As for Lin Mang, just spend some money and hire some killers. There is no need for father to do it himself."

"Those charlatans still have some use."

Yang Xuancheng stood up and walked out with a smile, and said calmly: "It's the simplest way to frame someone and frame someone up."

"Why don't you just leave this matter to me."

"Son, go there yourself!"

…

Fuzhou,

Military camp outside the city.

This place is already the boundary of Jiangxi. Since the army broke camp and entered Jiangxi three days ago, it has been unstoppable and has encountered almost no decent resistance.

Those refugees were just a bunch of rabble, and when the army came, they were the first to be in disarray.

Some cities have long been deserted.

Military camp, inside the big tent,

Luo Shangzhi stood in front of the sand table, holding a bowl of rice in his hand, and ate it without hesitation.

"Master Lin, what do you think?" Luo Shangzhi asked with a smile.

Lin Mang withdrew his eyes from the sand table, shook his head and said with a smile: "I don't understand this kind of thing."

If he was okay with killing people, forget about arranging troops.

This kind of thing cannot be learned by just watching. His level is not much better than those of the rebels.

"Haha!" Luo Shangzhi laughed and put down the bowl, stretched out his hand to tap on one place, and said: "As long as we capture Fuzhou City, we can advance and attack, and retreat and defend."

“The situation is great now!”

To make achievements and protect the country is the ambition of every Ming soldier, and he is no exception.

Being able to quell the rebellion in Huguang and Jiangxi will definitely leave a mark in history, so why not feel excited in his heart.

"Someone is coming!"

Luo Shangzhi shouted loudly and said in a deep voice: "Instruct the vanguard army to attack Fuzhou City in an hour."
To be continued...