The people who came in through the back door were two intelligence officers from the listening hut.

Now that Heng Guangkang has fallen, there is no need for the listening hut specially set up for Heng Guangkang to exist from tonight onwards. Including the two plum bottles that were finally put into the study, all the equipment and personnel will be appointed in a few days.

Of course, in the past two days, the communication equipment has to be temporarily set up in Hengguang Kangli, a huge office, and there is a lot of information and property to deal with. In addition, Song Jia is more interested in one point: Who will come to Hengguangkang in the past two days?

The dove occupies the magpie's nest, waits for the rabbit, and opens the door to welcome guests: Since there is the support of the government behind him, Song Jia does not mind being a fake shopkeeper in Hengguangkang for a few days.

As for a few days later...... As long as I set off on time this morning, he will have to finish his game in a day or two. By the moment the news reached the Zhongzuo Institute, it would be good if the remnants of the Zheng family could survive the next month, and the tactical position of the Silk Village would have long been close to nothing.

As a result, Song Jia's gang began to deal with the aftermath generously.

The first is the corpse. All the dead were searched and then carefully tied up with fine linen: there were all kinds of linen in stock in the satin estate. The most important item on these people is a small wooden sign to identify them, which is important because it will be used for the rest of the day.

And Master Song Jiasong was already sitting in the big study at this time, and used the car radio to report the situation to Carrefour Laochao and Huang Juren respectively. The lair will use telegraph to send the information back to Dayuan Island; Not to mention Huang Juren, the next action is that the government has the majority, and Huang Juren must always control the situation.

......

Bai Yu'er was out of breath and came to the south gate where he had not long been gone.

He didn't think about anything now, he just wanted to go out of the city and find the big boss. As long as you get to the big boss, your life should be saved, right? So, Bai Yu'er once again lurked on the corner of the street where the beggar slept, staring at the south gate tower, waiting for the moment when the city gate opened.

In ancient times, there was no rule when the city gate was opened during wartime, but there was a rule in the Chengping period: the door was opened at dawn and closed at night. When Bai Yu'er came to the south gate, it was already five watches and three drums, and in the future, it was more than 5 o'clock in the morning - the city gate would soon open.

At this moment, there was a rumbling sound of footsteps outside the South Gate Bridge. Bai Yu'er, who turned around, saw a large number of soldiers running towards the south gate with swords and spears under the guidance of cavalry riding horses, carrying long knives and lanterns.

"Damn, how did you forget this!" Bai Yu'er reacted instantly: Xiong Wencan was going to leave the city from the south gate with a full guard of honor early this morning. These people who are rushing to the south gate now must be the vanguard of Jingjie, so before Xiong Wencan returns to the city, the south gate will definitely not let idle people enter and exit.

After Bai Yu'er figured this out, he didn't hesitate to start running again with his feet: due east.

Since the city gate due south is likely to be blocked, the best option is the Tongxian Gate in the east. Between Tongxian Gate and South Gate, there is only one Nine Immortal Mountain, which is the new gate opened when Wang Gong presided over the rebuilding of Fuzhou City in the fourth year of Hongwu in the fourth year of Hongwu.

Bai Yu'er ran desperately, running all the way through the Minxian County Government, running through the Fuxue, running through the foot of the Nine Immortals Mountain, when a trace of fish belly white appeared in the sky, he had already seen the tower of Tongxian Gate.

Not only did he see the tower, but he also saw the sparse Lala standing under the tower waiting for the people to leave the city. Most of these people carried poles on their backs, and they were ready to get up early to go outside the city to carry the work.

At the same time that Bai Yu'er ran to the gate of the city to take the horse stake, a drum sounded on the city. Then, panting for breath and holding his knees in his hands, Bai Yu'er was relieved to see through the dark city gate hole that gradually brightened up as the city gate slowly opened.

Bai Yu'er knew that soon all the city gates would be opened, and then the city would come and move the horses, and then, he only needed to pay a few copper coins to leave this murderous city and run towards the light and freedom.

...... The sound of horses' hooves sounded again.

A group of five or six war horses galloped from the street, frightening the pedestrians on the side of the road to retreat. But the speed of the horse team did not slow down, and it was not until they rushed to the front of the horse that the knight at the head took the reins of the horse.

"I am Chen Ce, the commander of the Ma Army of the Fubiao Battalion, and the city gate guard will come out to reply!" On horseback, he shouted loudly was a young general wearing bright silver armor, a phoenix-winged helmet, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a broad face, and a majestic young general.

The gatekeeper ran out of the doorway in a hurry.

As soon as the young general saw the official robe on the general's body, he threw a scroll in his hand: "According to the military order of the governor, the city gate of the whole city will be opened half an hour later today." After half an hour, you are allowed to enter but not to go out, and after another half an hour, you can withdraw the gate. ”

The gatekeeper smiled and opened the notebook and glanced at it hurriedly, then hurriedly turned back to the gate tower and shouted, "Close the door, close the door ......."

During the Ming and Qing dynasties, the "Supervision Battalion" and "Fubiao Battalion" under the direct jurisdiction of a local governor were important strategic forces to maintain the stability of a province. This kind of core army has sufficient salaries and excellent equipment on weekdays, and the soldiers are skilled in combat and have high morale; Once it goes into battle, it is to supervise the pro-army, and it is the core force used to suppress the overall situation.

Therefore, when the gatekeeper of Tongxian Gate saw such a domineering armored horseman, he didn't have to guess that it was the economic army of the Fubiao battalion.

So, the gates, which had just been halfway opened, began to slowly close again.

So, Bai Yu'er, who could no longer bear the blow of disappointment, turned over the horse stake without hesitation at this moment and ran towards the freedom that had not yet been closed.

"Bold!" Chen Ce, a handsome guy in armor, couldn't help but be furious when he saw that someone dared to disobey the military order and break through in front of him. So as soon as he stretched out his hand, he took a black lacquered wooden bow from the saddle, and the next moment, the arrow was like a meteor, and the white fish was nailed there without even entering the city gate.

The fish that slipped through the net finally died under the ultimate move of a certain force, "closing the nine gates", without setting off a single wave.

......

At the same time as Bai Yu'er's death, the honor guard of Fujian Governor Xiong Wencan's brigade was passing through the South Gate Tower.

From the fifth watch, Zheng Zhilong, who was waiting for Shangguan at the official wharf in the south of the city, had already seen a large group of people pouring out from the south gate. I saw that he naturally reached into his arms, took out the beautiful cloisonné pocket watch, and after looking at the time, he nodded slightly.

"Big brother, look, Xiong Fujun is out of the city!" Zheng Zhihu, who was waiting with him on the side, pointed in the direction of the city gate.

"Well, the hour is early, and my lord is looking forward to our grandfather going early and returning early." Speaking of this, Zheng Zhilong, who was in an excellent mood, couldn't help but smile.

"Then go early and come back early, and bring the brothers to put on official skins!"

"I'm afraid some shopkeepers are not happy......"

Just when the Zheng brothers were chatting easily, Xiong Wencan's army gradually came to the dock. At this moment, the sky was already bright, and Zheng Zhilong and Nai Di hurriedly greeted Lao Xiong's eight-lift sedan chair as soon as it landed.

After the governor in a red robe came out of the sedan chair, he was happy, and the drama of the monarch and the minister getting along was staged again. And this time there was an audience: a large number of elite Fubiao people on the shore and a large number of elite Zheng pirates on board, and at the same time witnessed this play performed by professional actors - "Farewell".

Bow down, talk enthusiastically, teach Chunchun, and give wine at parting...... When the four-act play was finished, the final scene finally began.

Zheng Zhilong stood at the bow of the boat at this moment, bowed slowly to the end, and shouted with a reluctant face: "My lord, Zhilong is going here." ”

And Xiong was also full of reluctance, with a suit expression that Wang Lun gave Li Bai, and waved his hand gently: "Go, go, go early and good morning......"

With the joy of Kejing's success and the longing of his stomach, Zheng Zhilong left like this.

And Xiong Wencan, who also achieved the purpose of publicity, had already turned around and got into the sedan chair with a blank face at the moment when the Zheng family's fleet set sail and anchored, and returned to the government.

After sending Zheng out of the country without danger, the crossing forces finally took the initiative in their own hands at this moment - Xiong Wencan can no longer exert pressure on the crossing people at will like this time, forcing them to mobilize more resources to maintain his political line.

......

Just as Lao Xiong turned around and got into the sedan chair, a man in blue came to the door of Zheng Huairen's paper shop and handed a letter to the guy at the door. Zheng Huairen, who had not slept steadily, opened it after getting the letter, and what slid out of it was a Hengguangkang contact waist card with a piece of paper.

There was a short line of words written on the paper: "The back alley of Wang's pharmacy is not well-known." ”

Of course, Zheng Huairen, Wang's pharmacy, knew about it, and it was on a small street not far from his house. So after reading the letter, Zheng Huairen immediately got up and went straight to the place mentioned in the letter. Soon after, when he walked to the back alley of the pharmacy, he saw a guy wearing a Hengguangkang robe beckoning to him...... So he walked around a donkey cart parked at the entrance of the alley and walked in.

It wasn't long before the donkey cart started. The car didn't stop all the way, and went straight to the side door of Hengguangkang, and after entering, the driver unloaded the goods on the car in the car hall: Zheng Huaiyuan.

In the afternoon, martial law at the city gate was finally lifted, and the donkey cart, accompanied by two officials dressed in public uniforms, began to travel back and forth between the mass grave outside the city and Heng Guangkang—the car would be very busy today, because the corpses could not be pulled all at once.

That night, the Shui Xiu'er girl of Sanfu Pavilion picked up a guest. Shui Xiu'er, who has saved enough money to redeem herself and secretly planned to leave, has been a little slacking off since today - not serving the guests well.

Fortunately, this guest is a person of elegance and gentleness. When he saw that Shui Xiu'er's mind did not belong, he didn't care about himself, and hastily touched a few glasses of water and wine with the girl and then left.

Three days later, Shui Xiu'er died of the so-called emergency service: wind chill.

Now, all the finishing work is left with only one last item: transporting the silk and more than 20,000 taels of silver stored in Hengguang Kangli back to Xue Haiyuan's store.