Wu Zheng practiced himself like this, and the people behind him all hid their faces and shed tears, and they couldn't bear to see it.

Liao Zhongping opened his mouth to scold, but after all, he opened his mouth wide, and then closed it gently, he sighed and said, "Do you know the consequences of this move? ”

Wu Zheng replied firmly: "Although I dare not guarantee that there are no spies among these people, I can be sure that the majority of people are Ming. If hundreds of people are buried with them for the sake of just one or two or three or four people who are not necessary, how can the people be innocent? How can the people be innocent? Rest assured, the lowly will take them to Wuzhuang and strictly discipline them, and if one of them betrays the court, the lord can cut off the head of the lowly office. ”

Liao Zhongping looked at Wu Zheng, and then at the people behind Wu Zheng, and finally relented: "Since you are willing to guarantee them, this official can make an exception...... It's just that the stakes are high, and the official needs to ask the court for instructions. You strictly control the personnel under your command, and you are not allowed to leave half a step until the officer returns. ”

Wu Zheng clasped his fists and said: "Don't worry, my lord, I will take care of them and stay where they are." There is Lord Law. ”

Liao Zhongping snorted and turned away.

The crowd of onlookers who fled in all directions saw that the situation was stable, and they came back one by one.

People, even if the sky is about to fall, they can't suppress their curiosity to see the excitement.

Wu Zheng got up and arched his hand to the onlookers: "Thank you for your outspokenness, Wu Zheng has thanked you here." ”

Respondents talk to several people.

In contrast, the Huiji people were more interested in the Tartar heads on the earth.

"Hey, you see, this tartar looks really different from us."

"Nonsense, can this be the same?"

"Look at this eyebrow, how can you bring a little curl."

"Huh...... This face is so fierce. ”

"Of course it's fierce, haven't you heard of the three massacres in Jiading on the tenth day of Yangzhou?"

"That is, if it is not fierce, can our Ming Dynasty be occupied by the Tartars?"

…… At this time, a half-grown child, quietly breaking away from his mother's restraints, walked up to a person's head, and curiously turned the head over with a thin stick.

I don't want to, the eyes of this head are not closed, and the fierce and hideous appearance scared the child so much that he sat down on the ground and cried.

When his mother heard the sound, she slapped the child's ass with "piapia", and scolded in her mouth: "O young man, dare to look at the head of the dead, are you not afraid that the evil ghost will catch you in the middle of the night?" ”

Wu Zheng turned his head slowly, and the people behind him were still kowtowing to him.

"Get up. This official is young, and he has not yet married a wife, so he can't stand your kowtow like this, if he really dies, my Wu family will be doomed. ”

was said by Wu Zheng, and the people on the ground who were originally grateful and inexplicable couldn't cry or laugh.

They all got up and fought for Wu.

The woman stepped forward with tears in her eyes and said, "The woman will tell her son about the grace of your life, and let the son tell her son, that as long as people live, they will remember the good of adults." ”

Wu Zheng had a warm current surging in his heart, and he found that he didn't feel wronged by the three slaps he gave Liao Zhongping to his mother.

Wu Zheng looked over and saw Zhou Simin looking at him, and the trace of concern in his eyes was clearly visible.

Wu Zheng smiled and nodded to him.

Zhao Shi of Baihu was constantly looking at those heads with a stick.

After looking at more than a dozen, he stepped forward and said, "Sentinel Wu, you killed a hundred Tartars in Jinshanwei, how many people were killed in battle?" ”

Although Wu Zheng didn't understand what he meant, he still answered truthfully, "Eighteen people." ”

Zhao Shi was surprised: "That's amazing. Do you know that the imperial court had just fought in Fuyang, and the 30,000 Ming army fought against the 6,000 Qing army, killing more than 500 Tartars, but the Ming army suffered more than 3,000 casualties. ”

Wu Zheng was surprised: "Thirty thousand against six thousand, is it ...... Didn't win? ”

Zhao Shi looked left and right, and then said in a low voice: "Naturally, it was defeated, if there was no Fuchunjiang, the Qing army would have gone south long ago, and if you came, I am afraid that there will be no such scene today." ”

Wu Zheng's originally improved mood became heavy again, I'll torture, what kind of battle is this?

Seeing that Wu Zheng was silent, Zhao Shi stabbed Wu Zheng with his finger and said, "Brother, I didn't know that you had killed so many Tartars before, how offended, don't be surprised?" ”

Wu Zheng was a little stunned, looking at this Zhao prehistoric and condescending, he was really flattered.

"Where is this, Lord Zhao is on official business, how can he blame Lord Zhao for his humble position?"

"Hey (long sound), what adults are not big, you are much younger than us at a glance, if you don't dislike it, call us Brother Zhao, then we will be brothers in the future, and I will have to rely on my brothers in the future."

Wu Zheng was stunned, Zhao Shi is a sixth-grade hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred

But looking at Zhao Shi's expression, it doesn't seem like a false word.

So Wu Zheng exclaimed tentatively: "...... Brother Zhao? ”

"Alas (response), Brother Wu is really a bold person, and he will have to rely on Brother Wu more in the future." Zhao Shimei opened his eyes and laughed.

Wu Zheng was really stunned, and said in his heart, who can tell me, what's wrong?

"Brother Zhao is a sixth-grade hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred-hundred Wu Zheng asked sincerely.

Zhao Shi also replied sincerely: "Brother, don't you know, the battle of Fuyang shook Shaoxing Mansion." I heard that Lu Jianguo almost pulled his legs...... Ahem, you get the idea. Fortunately, Zhang Guowei, the secretary of the Ministry of War, Lord Zhang, the right servant, Yushi Qian, Su Leqian, and other people persuaded him to stay. No, there is an edict of the prison state, but those who can kill more than 100 Tartars will be promoted to the first level of the third rank or above, the fourth to sixth rank will be promoted to the second grade, and the seventh to ninth rank will be promoted to the third grade. ”

Wu Zheng was stunned.

Zhao Shi glanced at Wu Zheng and said, "Brother Wu, according to your rank, you can be promoted to at least three levels, but you are a sentry officer, how can the imperial court have the money to recruit troops now?" Relying on the military guards, I'm afraid you'll be transferred to the guards. In this way, I am afraid that it will be reduced by one level, and it should be a hundred households by then. Of course, if you're lucky, you might be able to get a fat shortage. When the time comes, you'll have to rely on your brothers. ”

Wu Zheng was terrified when he heard it, this official is too worthless, right?

From the seventh-rank sentry officer to the fifth-grade deputy thousand households, there is a four-step gap between them, which is equivalent to being promoted from a company commander to a regiment commander.

Wu Zheng really didn't believe it.

Don't underestimate the deputy Qianhu, that's the person who is really in charge of the Qianhu.

Because the main position of the thousand households is often hereditary by the nobles, but they are not in office, and they don't care about things, and the thousands of households are all deputy directors, and even by a certain important one of the hundreds of households.

Zhao Shi saw Wu Zheng's face full of consternation, smiled, turned around and shouted at his subordinates: "I don't know how to help our brother Wu move a stool, one by one I know that white-collar salaries and silver, I really don't have the eyesight to see it." ”