"Brother Zhou, the guys have calculated your price, you brought 197 skins, of which there are two tiger skins, but unfortunately one is broken......"

Zhou Orion rubbed his hands and said with a smile: "Content, content, a tiger was trapped in a trap, a tiger broke free, and you almost won't see me!" ”

That broken tiger skin almost killed him!

"Brother, you have to be careful next time." Zhang Fugui persuaded and opened his mouth to offer: "These skins of yours are worth nine taels and seven cents and three cents." Dude, take a look, right? ”

Zhou Orion smiled, how much his skin was worth, he naturally had a number in his heart, the price given by the Zhang family - fair!

"I'll add a whole to you, and I'll give you ten taels of silver." Zhang Fugui handed over a money bag: "This is nine silver nudes of one tael, and one tael, I will help you replace it with broken silver, so that you can use it easily." ”

Zhou Orion thanked him repeatedly, but He Cuihua's eyes were shining.

Ten taels of silver, hunters like them who don't farm the land, even if they want to buy grain, it is enough to eat, drink and chew for a year.

……

Zhu Cijiong stayed in Yuzhou for a few days, arranged the defense, and arranged various things for recruiting and training, and hurried towards Nanyang.

Since the incident, in just twelve days, he has taken the Henan part of the Nanyang Plain.

In the huge Wanxiang Basin, only the three cities of Guanghua (Laohekou), Gucheng and Xiangyang on both sides of the Han River are still in the hands of the Qing army.

If he is desperate now, he will be able to take Xiangyang, but in this way, he will have to face the Qing soldiers in the direction of Henan and the Qing soldiers in the direction of Huguang.

So Xiangyang Mansion can't fight now!

In a short period of time, as long as he did not set foot on the border of Hubei, then the Qing army in Huguang would not come to attack him so quickly.

The reason why Zhu Cijiong was in a hurry to rush back to Nanyang was that in addition to establishing political power, rewarding after the war, and appointing officials to govern the place, there was also a very important matter!

He had already discovered the greatest drawback of his army - the lack of artillery.

Because of the sharpness of the musket and the advanced training methods, he and his generals always like to travel lightly.

If it is a field battle with the Qing army, this will naturally be fine.

I am afraid that in the future, I will encounter a fortified city heavily guarded by the Qing army, and there will be a lack of long-range attack weapons, and the casualties will be heavy.

……

Nanyang Province.

Zhou Orion's family had just bought a piece of cloth and were going home to make Hanfu.

Daming is back, this clothes full of fishy smells have to be replaced by it, a new dynasty and a new atmosphere!

The family was about to leave the city when they saw a large number of soldiers in dark green uniforms, blocking both sides of the road.

At the end of the field of vision, I saw a group of big people who had never been seen before, riding out of the city.

Under the westward sun, the golden light shone on the faces of the soldiers, and as far as the eye could see, it was a resolute face.

The irrepressible joy at the corners of the soldiers' mouths made Zhou Orion secretly wonder: What kind of big man is coming to Nanyang?

……

Zhu Cijiong saw a group of people waiting for him in front of him, and laughed silently.

He rubbed his numb face, tightened the reins, and slowly drove his mount forward.

"Your Highness!"

Li Tingran, Zhang Siyuan and others took a group of civil and military officials from Nanyang to bend down to meet them.

"Get up, you've worked hard."

"Your Highness has come from afar, but the ministers have not come far to greet you, and I ask Your Highness to forgive your sins." Li Tingran and the others bowed down again.

Zhu Cijiong turned over and dismounted, handed the reins to Zhang Da, and he personally helped the two of them up: "Cedar, uncle, all the ministers, you are serious, the lonely king did not inform you and others in advance, what are you guilty of?" ”

He smiled and personally took the arms of the two of them and walked towards the city:

"The big war is over, it is the time when a hundred wastes are waiting to be rebuilt, you and I don't want to be red tape here, delay time, and go into the city!"

He rode the snow-white war horse specially prepared for him by the two of them, and under the guard of everyone, he headed towards the brand-new Nanyang Mansion.

"Your Highness! Wansheng! ”

"The king is mighty!

……

The veterans in the army were all personally trained by Zhu Cijiong, and even most of these 3,000 people had eaten and slept with Zhu Cijiong, and the cultural classes were compiled by Zhu Cijiong himself.

As soon as they saw Zhu Cijiong coming, they immediately shouted frantically.

I don't know how to do it, the chaotic shouts have become unified and neat shouts:

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

……

Zhu Cijiong smiled and waved his hand, greeting the soldiers.

The people on both sides of the road were gradually infected by the scorching atmosphere, and when they thought of what Zhu Cijiong had done for them, their eyes suddenly turned red:

"Wan Sheng!"

"Wan Sheng!"

……

The people followed the soldiers and shouted in unison.

In the crowd, Zhou Qiaomai saw Zhu Cijiong with a short beard under his chin.

He is a white horse and a snow, the military uniform is strictly forbidden, the armed belt around his waist, and he kills his waist thinly, just like the fairy who walked out of the painting, and his heart has long been crisp.

"The king is mighty!"

Zhou Qiaomai shouted hoarsely......

……

In the rows of red light districts, the girls of the Red Mansion who work at night and sleep during the day also lean on the windowsill, they wear heavy makeup, and show their proud side:

"King, Wan Sheng!"

……

"The king is mighty, the king I love you!"

I don't know which top girl took the lead in shouting this sentence, and in an instant, the entire Qinglou began to shout:

"The king is mighty, the king I love you!"

……

The words of the woman in this green building were passed on, and in a neat shout, it was unique, and gradually the surrounding green buildings followed the rhythm and sent out a neat shout:

"The king is mighty, the king I love you!"

……

"Whoa! I'm not ashamed! ”

Zhou Qiaomai spat viciously, and then shouted even more frantically:

"The king is mighty! I love you, my king! ”

……

The Ming Dynasty was the feudal period of China, the last era of open folk customs, especially after Wanli, the opening of the people, so that later generations were ashamed.

Endless novels, most of which describe the love stories of women and down-and-out scholars.

In the real history, Mr. Pu Songling wrote down the Liao Zhai at the same time, vividly showing the folk customs.

Even if the Qing court has won the crown for 20 years, the atmosphere of the late Ming Dynasty is still hidden in the bones of the people.

After Nanyang was taken by Zhu Cijiong, all the shackles imposed on the people by the Qing court were abolished.

At this point, the atmosphere of inclusiveness, enterprising, freedom and openness of the late Ming Dynasty has once again returned to this ancient land.

……

Under the welcome all the way, Zhu Cijiong and his party came to the mansion.

Zhang and Li are local clans, and as the government of the card, they naturally cannot afford to lose!

However, in just ten days, the government office, which was bombed into ruins earlier, has been renovated.