Stealing chickens does not become a handful of rice, at this moment, it is most appropriate to use this proverb to describe the situation of Wang Jiweng, the envoy of Fuzhou Xuanfu. He took more than 20,000 horses to attack Shao Wu, thinking that he could make a big profit under the care of the Mongolian master, but after tossing for nearly a month, Shao Wu did not go in, but was rushed by Mrs. Xu's Xing Song army. There were more than 20,000 soldiers when they came out, and less than 8,000 returned to Fuzhou.

As soon as Wang Jiweng took a breath in the Fuzhou Mansion, Minqing's urgent document arrived. Li Ying, the defender of Nanjian Prefecture, was beheaded by the broken army, and the generals in the state were leaderless. Mrs. Xu's Xing** came along Shao Wuxi, and it was like a bamboo. After the first battle of Shunchang, and then the battle of Jianpu, he was about to attack the edge of Minqing and kill at the door of Wang Jiweng's house.

At this time, Wang Jiweng didn't care about his face, so he hurriedly found the local squires and Wang clan, begging them to come forward to Mrs. Xu's camp to talk about the project, promise the same benefits as before, and ask the Song army not to make trouble in Fuzhou.

"I'm the one who suffers!" Wang Jiweng's youngest son, Wang Lei, was in the garden, learning the tone of the guy who sold baked cakes outside, and shouted at the top of his voice. Wang Jiweng was so frightened that he almost fell off the Taishi's chair and fell under the table.

"Wang Fa, go, drag this uncompetitive one out, and hit fifty boards", Wang Jiweng barely stabilized his mind and pointed to the backyard and ordered.

"Yes, master", the housekeeper Wang responded, but he didn't dare to really embarrass the little boy, tiptoed to the backyard, and called someone to arrange for the little boy to play in the distance, don't annoy the master. At present, there are no soldiers in Fuzhou City, and there are no reinforcements outside, so whoever puts this matter on his head will not be in a good mood. Moreover, there is also the general order of the right Cheng Dachun of Jiangxi Province pressed on his head, so that Wang Jiweng immediately reorganized the army and horses and recovered the lost territory.

Recovering lost territory is easier said than done. At the beginning, the four people besieged Shao Wu, and they were also destroyed by Wen Tianxiang. Now with the remnants of the new attached army in Fuzhou City, it is almost the same as giving Wen Tianxiang a snack. Don't go, after all, now Fujian Road belongs to the jurisdiction of Jiangxi Province (historically, in a year, Fujian Road was assigned to Zhejiang East Province), Dachun officials are a large number of people, and they are authentic Mongolians, and their power status is not comparable to Wang Jiweng's second minister. Once Da Chun is in a hurry, he doesn't need to report to the court, and he can directly behead Wang Jiweng in the name of passively avoiding war.

"I'm the one who loses," Wang Jiweng said to himself, repeating the lyrics of selling roasted cakes, and his heart was heavy. It was far from the heat of April, but fine sweat flowed down his brow and forehead, and several maids took turns fanning, but they couldn't make him feel cool.

It would have been good if he hadn't gone to Shaowu at the beginning, at least Fuzhou now has the ability to protect itself. Just like the Wu Zhong of the Jianwu Army, he just found a reason for the harassment of robbers in the territory and delayed it for a few days, so he would not fall into such an embarrassing situation. But at the beginning, who would have expected that Wen Tianxiang's combat effectiveness would be so strong, and Mrs. Xu and Chen Hangyan would rush to Shao Wu's aid?

Let's write to Dachun for help first, and then talk about it after the current level. Mrs. Xu really entered Fuzhou, and no one of the big or small officials could survive. Wang Jiweng scratched his increasingly thinning hair and picked up the heavy pen.

Decades of ups and downs in the sea have reappeared in front of us.

"My lord, my lord, good news, great news", the housekeeper Wang Fadi ran in from outside, and reported excitedly.

"What's the good news, did Prime Minister Dachun send me reinforcements?" Wang Jiweng raised his head and asked wishfully.

The housekeeper smiled, knowing that his master was upset and didn't dare to go around in circles, so he picked a critical place and reported: "No, the reinforcements didn't come, but Mrs. Xu promised to withdraw the army!" ”

"What?" Wang Jiweng couldn't believe his ears, Mrs. Xu, who had always hated herself to the bone, would withdraw her troops? God has mercy on me, and it is difficult for me to be an official.

"Mrs. Xu has withdrawn her troops, and Senior Chen has returned, waiting in the second hall of the mansion!" Butler Wang Fa repeated happily. The old Chen seniors in his mouth are well-known big families in Fuzhou, and Chen Wenlong, who died for the Great Song Dynasty, is a relative who has not been out of five suits. Last time Zhang Shijie, Chen Hangyan and Mrs. Xu besieged Fuzhou and Quanzhou, Wang Jiweng entrusted him to come forward to send money to several village owners under Chen Hangyan, so that they could not contribute to the battle and ensure the safety of the whole territory of Fuzhou. This time, Mrs. Xu came to the door, and Wang Jiweng was powerless to face the battle, so he had to repeat his old tricks. But Wang Jiweng also knew in his heart that Mrs. Xu was not the king of the mountain, and he might not be willing to eat him.

Hearing that Mrs. Xu was willing to let herself go, Wang Jiweng immediately lifted his spirits. Standing up, while walking outside, he instructed the housekeeper, "Hurry up and prepare tea, ask the kitchen to prepare wine, and tonight I will greet Master Chen in the flower hall and wash the dust for him." ”

"Yes!" The butler agreed, and trotted away. Wang Jiweng didn't have to be accompanied by himself, and he came to the second hall to welcome guests. Everything that is done is a shady business, and the fewer people who know it, the better.

Chen Wenning is a man of almost fifty years old, of medium build, slightly fat. Born with a picture of the honest appearance of a local in Fujian, Tong Suo, but his eyes are bright, and his pupils are slightly turned, revealing three points of shrewdness. Although he is a brother of the same generation as Chen Wenlong, he does not have the integrity of a clan brother who is loyal to the country, and what he is thinking about is how to protect the family industry in the troubled times and survive until the arrival of the next peaceful era. In his eyes, whether it is a Mongol or a Persian, they must eat and clothe. After eating, they all hope for gold, silver, pearls and jade. For a large family like him, he thinks that there are business opportunities when he is alive. As for pretending to be a grandson and being a fourth-class person, that's all a subsection. With money, the lost dignity can naturally be recovered from those who are poorer than themselves.

This time, Wang Jiweng asked him to mediate the war with the Song army, and he really promised a lot of benefits. Chen Wenning received the benefits, so he didn't care about the risks, and went upriver along the Min River to sell the old faces of the elders in Mrs. Xu's camp. The process went surprisingly smoothly, Mrs. Xu actually took the principle of the juniors, and entertained herself, the "uncle" who had never walked around, in the army, and very happily agreed to the request of the Xing Song Army to relieve the siege of Fujian and Qing and evacuate Fuzhou Road on a certain day.

Hearing the footsteps on the corridor, Chen Wenning straightened his clothes and greeted the door. Seeing that the curtain of the door was raised, he hurriedly stepped forward and bowed down, "Chen Wenning, a grass citizen, has seen the Lord Xuanxuan."

"No courtesy, no courtesy, Brother Chen, don't be polite", Wang Jiweng stretched out his hand to hug each other, with a smile on his face, "Brother Chen went into the tiger's den alone and relieved me of the misfortune of the people in my realm." It stands to reason that it should be me, the parent official, who is giving you a gift, how dare you accept this gift from you again! ”

"The grass people don't dare!" Chen Wenning said politely, straightened his waist along Wang Jiweng's support, and his face became more and more humble. When he did business here, he had to rely on the government to take care of him. Even if you boast of having some credit in your heart, you can't bring it to your face.

Wang Jiweng coughed, first ordered someone to pour tea, invited Chen Wenning to sit down, and then asked in a low voice: "Brother Chen has worked hard, if it weren't for the great strength of the thieves, this official would not let Brother Chen take such a big risk." It's safe all the way, has that shrewd who doesn't abide by women's morals ever embarrassed Brother Chen? ”

"Fortunately, although there are many dangers, fortunately I have lived up to the trust of adults." Chen Wenning's tone was very flat. The more so, the more it looks like he once rolled on the tip of a knife.

"The thief woman promised to withdraw the army?"

"Promise to relieve the siege of Fujian and Qing in one day, repair it for a few days, that is, evacuate Fuzhou, now calculated, it has been a day since the siege of Fujian and Qing was relieved, and it should have been solved."

"What about our treater, what did she say?" Wang Jiweng saw that Chen Wenning's answer was very sure, and his heart was more at ease, knowing that the urgency of his eyes was temporarily relieved. As for Da Chun's general order, he had to put it aside and wait for Mrs. Xu to retreat before discussing it.

Mrs. Xu took the gold, silver and jewelry. However, he asked the big families in the city to send three boats of good salt to distribute to the caves of the She tribe, and no sediment was allowed to be mixed from them. Three days later, he was diplomatically cut in Minqing City. After receiving the salt, she immediately withdrew her troops! ”

"Hmm", Wang Jiweng tightened his hand and uprooted a few beards. It hurts, it's really painful. Salt and iron are sold by the government, the source of local finance, and when they are sold to the people, they have to be mixed with a lot of sediment. Mrs. Xu's opening is three major ships, tens of thousands of catties of fine refined salt, and it is indeed a lion's big mouth. After thinking about it, anyway, when Mrs. Xu left, this loss could still be scraped back from the local people, and his heart slowly calmed down, nodded and promised: "This official will immediately send someone to prepare and transfer refined salt from the salt field to her." What else could she ask for? ”

"No, Mrs. Xu only asked the grass people to bring a message to the adults." Chen Wenning hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice, "She said that the world may not be Mongolian, Da Chun is rigid by nature, and may not be able to tolerate another defeat of adults, please do it yourself." ”

"Alas!" Wang Jiweng sighed heavily, who can this world belong to if it is not Mongolian? To what extent the Great Song Dynasty has eroded, everyone is not unclear. Now following the Mongols, he can live a few more days and seek peace for his family. All the way with the Great Song Dynasty, you have to die on the battlefield. Unless, unless you have the luck and strength of Wen Tianxiang.

"Brother Chen, it's hard for me! If it weren't for the parents of this city, I would also like to be a loyal minister who will leave a name for the ages. But you know the ferocity of the soldiers. Once they are provoked, they will return to attack the division, and I am afraid that none of the people in this city will be able to escape. Wang is not greedy for life and afraid of death, but he can't bear to let the people be buried in my name! ”

"Alas, if those who sell their fame and reputation know that adults are so open-minded, they will definitely die of shame!" Chen Wenning sighed when he saw that the consolation made the adults sigh, and he also sighed a few times. The rank of the Great Yuan was undecided, and the number of local officials was far less than that of the Song court. At present, in Fuzhou, military and political affairs are all decided by Wang Jiweng's words. If his choice is wrong, the people of the city will suffer. The misery of the Mongols' slaughter of the city, Chen Wenning had heard of it. has a family and a business, and he doesn't want to accompany Wang Jiweng to take this kind of risk.

"Lord Dachun ordered me to recover the lost land as soon as possible, and this thief and grass coward were bewitched by Wen Tianxiang again. Even if this official has three heads and six arms, it is difficult to do anything!" Wang Jiweng poured the bitter water in his stomach, Chen Wenning was a local household, a representative of the gentry and giant merchants in the city, and asked the businessmen to pay out of their pockets to make up for the financial gap caused by bribing Mrs. Xu, and he had to cooperate vigorously.

"Alas, Lord Nadachun, I don't think we know what our difficulties are at the moment. The adults repaired the book to him and informed him of Fuzhou's current predicament. The grass people went to talk to a few friends again, and everyone pooled the money and handed it over to the Dachun Lord Lao Jun. Presumably, Lord Dachun can also understand the loyalty of the people of Fuzhou to Dayuan." Chen Wenning's answer was very good, and in a few words, he took the initiative to point out everything Wang Jiweng wanted.

The four-way army attacked Shaowu, and it still returned in a hurry, not to mention the new annexed army in Fuzhou, which had just been defeated. Da Chun's seemingly stern general order was just to make Wang Jiweng say something. And with Lord Wang's consistent behavior, of course, this money cannot be paid by himself. Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat, officialdom, what the boss says may not be what he wants. But you can't give what he wants, and the official hat on his head is a little dangerous.

"Wen Ning knows me, and I am also for the people of the city. Otherwise, signing up for military recruitment will also cost everyone money. It's better to give some money and ask Lord Dachun to send a real Mongolian army to suppress Wen Tianxiang, a madman. Wang Jiweng's words were steady and low. He has explained all the scenes that should be explained. How Chen Wenning did this, and how much was intercepted in the middle, his own master helped him arrange it, so he didn't have to say too clearly.

"The Chen family can do business here safely, and everything still depends on adults. The business of adults is the business of the people of Fuzhou. Chen went to the soup and did not give up. I only hope that the people will know the hardships of adults and the difficulties of Chen. Chen Wenning is an experienced businessman who knows what to say, and he also leaves some way out for himself in advance in the language of flowers. lest he scrape his peers hard in the future, make trouble, and this adult will play the matter of losing his pawn and protecting the handsome.

"He who knows me says I'm worried, and he who doesn't know me says what I want? If it weren't for the people, what would I not be able to give up? Back then, I was under the account of Prime Minister Wen and fought side by side with the generals. Now each is his master, and when I think about it, I feel so sad in my heart! Wang Jiweng stroked the few beards under his chin and read a lonely sentence. He himself did not believe these words. Wen Tianxiang's Broken Army is strong in combat, but after all, there is only Shao Wu. When the heavy troops of the Great Yuan arrived, even if the broken army blocked a hundred with one by one, it would not be able to resist the army of the country with a corner of land. As the war dragged on, there was always a day when the army was consumed, and this kind of account king Ji Weng could see clearly that he had been an official for so many years, and judging the situation had always been his forte.

"Alas!" Someone accompanied him with a long sigh.

"He is not a magistrate, he has lost a battle, he can change places and regroup his troops. I am a magistrate, and I must always keep the safety of the people at heart. In any case, we can't bring the waters of evil to the people! ”

"How can those ignorant people understand the innocence of adults. How can we know that we are waiting for this day to defile our name for the sake of the people? Chen Wenning accompanied Wang Jiweng to squeeze a few tears. The expression on his face was lonely and sad.

The key to doing business is to pretend to be in front of whom. In an instant, the atmosphere in the room was a little sad, and the two masters who were not understood by the world were relatively embarrassed.

"Brother Chen, at the moment, we are sending food and money to the traitors, but it is just an expedient measure for the safety of the people in a place. I hope that it can impress the heart of the traitor, so that she can be restrained and avoid the disaster of swords and soldiers in Fujian states", sighing enough, Wang Jiweng did not forget to set the tone for his actions, lest Chen Wenning make a mistake and cause suspicion in the Yuan Court in the future, or other unnecessary troubles.

"Yes, yes, the consolation makes the lord say very much" Chen Wenning followed Wang Jiweng's tone, and hurriedly expressed his loyalty.

Both of them claim to be people of insight, and they don't say what they mean to each other. After discussing for a while how to collect the "thief fee" from the merchants in the city, if he made up a lie and dealt with the details of the boss, he went to the flower hall to drink wine. As for where Mrs. Xu went after receiving the salt, it was a headache for others, and the two of them couldn't control it, and they didn't want to care about it.

Mrs. Xu has always been true to her word, and after three days, she really withdrew her troops and went to Quanzhou along the mountain roads on both sides of Youxi. Wang Jiweng breathed a sigh of relief, and when he was thinking about how to bribe Da Chun so that he would not be held accountable for his loss of soldiers, he rode the red dust and rushed along the official road from Jianning Mansion to Fuzhou. The soldiers on horseback had crooked helmets and held aloft a Tang Bao (emergency military intelligence report) until they reached the gate of the Fuzhou Mansion.

"Urgent military situation, please submit a consolation to your Excellency, Jianning urgent report, Wen Tianxiang soldiers out of Jianyang Pass, yesterday Jianyang was defeated, today a sentence of soldiers under the city of Jianning Mansion", the soldier rolled off his horse and raised an urgent document above his head.

The guards guarding the door of the government did not dare to slack off, and quickly took the Tang newspaper and ran in. After a while, rumbling drums sounded in front of the palace, and the desolate sound of trumpets sounded at the head of Fuzhou City with the rhythm of war drums. The battalion generals ran out of their homes in a panic and rushed to the government.

"What's wrong," asked the roadside peddler in a low voice. Within ten days, this was the second time that the drums had gathered, and when the Mongols came over, they had never seen Wang Jiweng so nervous.

"Alas, Prime Minister Wen Cheng led the troops and called, and the striker has already passed Jianxi", a well-informed person said in a low voice, not knowing whether it was excitement or fear in his eyes.

"Yes, Mrs. Xu just left, and this time the tax will be raised again", the boss who bought the wonton packed up and prepared to go home. This business can't be done, and in a few days, all kinds of tricks will definitely have to be renovated. It is better to live in the city than to move to the countryside and farm in peace.

"Well, the three watchmen sounded and opened the door to welcome the prime minister. Taxes and taxes will be reduced, and grain will be exempted from all fields". There were idlers singing folk songs from nowhere, swaying through the alleys, and the bizarre tunes echoed in the ears of the people.

"Is there such a good thing as reducing taxes and cutting taxes?" The traders along the street asked themselves suspiciously. Wen Tianxiang's actions in Shaowu, they have also heard about it. But Shao Wu is a small place after all, and the Broken Army is supported by the spoils of war, so there is no need to reach out to the people. If he enters Fuzhou, can he still insist on the interests that are given to the people, everyone dare not guarantee it. After all, there are many things for the superior to deceive the inferior and shout a slogan. After shouting the slogan and taking advantage of the enthusiasm of the people, the taxes that should be collected will not be less.

A few more fast horses ran through the streets, bringing a breeze with them. These horses are tall and handsome, far from being comparable to the local official horses raised in Fuzhou. On horseback, a soldier wearing the color of Tanma's red military uniform scolded arrogantly, "Get out of the way, get out of the way, Lord Dachun has an order, Lord Dachun's general order is coming."

"Virtue! It's not the same as being killed," the roadside people spat at the back of the soldiers, muttering and scolding.

This book was first published from 17k, the first time to see the genuine content!

#includevirtual="/fragment/6/3236.html".qrcode{width:590px; margin:0auto; background:#fff; border:1pxsolidc; padding:15px20px; overflow:hidden; }.qrcodeimg{float:left; }.qrcodeul{margin-left:120px; font:14px/1.5"microsoftyahei"; padding-left:15px; }.qrcodeli{list-style:square; margin-bottom:5px; }

Scan the QR code to pay attention to the 17k official WeChat, and the latest chapters can also be seen on WeChat! Click on the + number in the upper right corner of WeChat, select Add Friends, and search for the official account "wap_17k" to follow us. Reply to "Grand Prize + Your QQ Number" to participate in the event. 10 iPhone6, 10,000 QQ members are waiting for you!