Chapter 63: Black Eats Black?

At the time of the prisoner sacrifice ceremony, Zhu Youxiao's words are now known to women and children in Beijing.

Many people said that the current emperor is young and sage, and if it weren't for Wei Zhongxian's blindness, he would have done something greater.

Some people also say that the emperor is still young today, and when he grows up in the future, he will definitely find the true face of Wei Zhongxian, and at that time, the prosperity of the Ming Dynasty is just around the corner.

On the third day after the ceremony, Chen Jisheng was planning to rush back to Phi Island with hundreds of Dongjiang soldiers.

Early this morning, Chen Jisheng received an urgent order from Mao Wenlong, the chief soldier of Zhenjiang, saying that the slave thief Mang Gurtai personally led the Zhenglan Banner to attack, and many people were killed and wounded on the island, and he told them to go back as soon as possible after offering their prisoners.

The current Dongjiang River is really to the point where it will not be able to do without these hundreds of people.

"Everyone scrapes together the money and comes to Beijing for a trip, but you can't go back empty-handed." Outside the barracks, Chen Jisheng looked at the soldiers and took out a few taels of silver that he had accumulated for several years.

The soldiers looked at each other, and someone whispered, "We don't have much money on us." ”

Chen Jisheng naturally knew, he sighed, and said: "I only have a few taels of silver, but the handsome man is still waiting for us to bring food back, and the island can't afford to drag it out." ”

"Everyone put together all the things on their bodies, so that they can exchange some rice and noodles to go back."

No one would have thought that a general of the Dongjiang Army with great military achievements would have only a few taels of silver on his body.

The Dongjiang soldiers had nothing to say, and they discussed in a muffled voice for a long time before someone came out and said: "Now everyone, the most valuable thing is this body of armor, swords and guns." ”

"Nonsense, without knives and guns, how to fight the slave thief?" Chen Jisheng refused, but after a while, he found that there was nothing good at all, so he nodded and said:

"Take out half of the armor and weapons to exchange for food, go back and ask, I will shoulder this responsibility..."

The generals are all destitute, and there is no good way.

Despite his reluctance, a group of soldiers took the initiative to throw out the armor and weapons that had accompanied him in the frontier for many years.

Chen Jisheng looked at the things in this place, ordered people to put them away, and planned to go to those rice shops to bargain with the store, it was good to buy an extra grain of rice.

Walking on the street, a team of brocade guards dressed in gorgeous clothes came to them, and the hundred households led by them were also taken aback when they saw their down-and-down appearance, and asked:

"General Chen, this isβ€”"

Chen Jisheng sighed, hugged his fists and said: "Luo Baihu, the slaves and thieves on the island are coming, and the marshal has come to order us to go back to defend against the thieves." But the food on the island is almost out of stock, so I go back empty-handed..."

Hearing this, Luo Yang smiled and asked, "Could it be that General Chen doesn't know yet?" ”

"Know what?" Chen Jisheng was confused.

Luo Yangxing explained: "The emperor has an edict to ask the civil officials of the foreign court to donate grain to Phi Dao at the price of that ginseng. Our trip is to go to the Gaoyu Shifu to ask for food. ”

"And this!?" Chen Jisheng's face was full of surprise, looked in the direction of the Forbidden City, and bowed from afar: "Soldiers, thank you Emperor Longen soon!" ”

"Don't worry, it's not that simple." Luo Yangxing comforted the surprised soldiers of the Dongjiang Army and said, "You can't go back to Phi Dao these days, stay in Beijing and watch a good show." ”

"After all, this grain must be sent to you."

After saying that, Luo Yangxing smiled at him, changed his arrogant pace, and walked towards the Imperial Shi Gao Panlong Mansion in the left capital of the Imperial Procuratorate.

......

Kofu.

Luo Yangxing didn't wait to come to the door, and saw a scene that made him laugh, only to see a lot of broken furniture in front of the Gaofu.

A housekeeper with several domestic servants was hawking along the street.

"Yo, what are you?" Luo Yangxing stepped forward with Jinyiwei, looking like he couldn't help laughing.

The question is so asked, Luo Yangxing's heart is naturally mirrored.

This Gao Panlong didn't want to donate food, so he made this show and sold it to the people of Beijing to prove his clear body.

The people didn't know what it was going to do, but there were really a lot of women around who wanted to buy it, and bargained back and forth with the housekeeper of the high mansion.

Seeing that the brocade guards were coming, the women hurriedly dispersed, but they did not go far, they all gathered not far away and pointed at this side.

"My lord has always been poor, but the emperor wants hundreds of officials to donate rice for the Liaozuo army, and my lord said that he is smashing pots and selling iron, and he also wants to support the soldiers in the frontier."

After listening to the housekeeper, Luo Yangxing sneered in his heart.

But he also knew that at this time, he really couldn't run in on impulse.

If the surnamed Gao transferred the materials in advance, he couldn't find anything, wouldn't it be a fulfillment of his so-called upright reputation.

Thinking of this, Luo Yangxing didn't say anything, and turned around and left directly with a team of brocade guards.

"How did they go?" A servant of the Gao Mansion is unknown.

The housekeeper sneered a few times: "I see that they are out of line, look at it, don't let people sneak in, I'll go find the master." ”

......

That night, a ruined temple on the outskirts of Beijing.

Luo Yangxing was taking the brocade clothes and guards, and looked at more than a dozen small green skins and ruffians in the capital dressed in rough linen clothes.

Among this group of little hooligans, the leader is called Zhang Kai, who is stepping on the chair with one foot at the moment, and his face is full of unhappiness with Jinyiwei.

Of course, he is still quite empty in his heart.

Jin Yiwei is not something that anyone can afford to provoke, as a few of the more famous gangsters in the capital, Zhang Kai also knows the origin of Luo's cultivation.

This Luo family is a well-known family in the north and south towns, and it is even more difficult to mess with.

Luo Yangxing is not Liu Qiao's kind of person who does things in a decent manner, Jin Yiwei is a messenger, if you want to really do a good job, you have to have a contact person at every level.

Although these gangsters are shameful, there are some things that they have to do.

"Let's get straight to the point." Zhang Kai opened his mouth first and spit out the skewer in his mouth to the ground.

Luo Yangxing smiled slightly, and said: "Zhang Kai, don't put on such a stinky face with your master, you think it's over when you killed that errand last time?" ”

Hearing this, Zhang Kai looked surprised, pointed at him and said:

"Didn't you say it's over?"

"It's over." Luo Yangxing sneered a few times, "But who is the master, if the master wants to turn it over, it's just a matter of one sentence." ”

"Okay, you say, what's going on this time." Zhang Kai was stunned and said honestly.

Luo Yangxing beckoned him to come over, and then whispered a few words.

......

The next day, Gao Fu.

Luo Yangxing came to the door again, there was no surprise, the furniture outside the Gao Mansion was still there, but none of them were sold.

"How's the food prepared by Gao Yutai?"

When the housekeeper saw that these people were coming again, he also smiled cutely: "Oh, I'm really sorry, the furniture is too broken, and no one comes to buy it." ”

"That's not right." Luo Yangxing came prepared, and immediately sneered, "How did I hear that someone wants to buy it, but you refuse to sell it at a high price?" ”

The butler looked confused, not understanding where he knew all this information.

Without waiting for him to reply, Luo Yangxing also smiled: "That's it, you can't sell it, I'll help you sell it." ”

"The war on this Phi Island can't be delayed any longer."

"This, this, this..." The housekeeper looked at the Jinyi Guard, who was shouting when he came up, and was about to say something to stop it, but was forced to take a few steps back by Luo Yangxing's murderous face.

The brocade guards restrained the servants of the high mansion, went into the mansion one after another, brought out the fine sandalwood tables and chairs and put them on the street, and sold them to the thugs who came to buy them at a price that was almost free of charge.