Hehe......

When Dong Changqing heard this, he laughed angrily, looked up at the sky, and let the rain fall on his face, neither wiping nor bothering to answer.

"Are you honest business? Do you want to be honest and have a chance to destroy the Chamber of Commerce? ”

Li Ruolian, the secretary of the Jinyi Guard, strode on the rain, stepped forward, pointed at the father and son of the Zhao family and shouted:

"As a citizen of the Ming Dynasty, living in the capital, tired of the emperor's favor, but recognizing the thief as his father, collecting intelligence for Jiannu, hiding and meticulous work, and hiding weapons privately, I really think that I am very hidden, we don't know?"

Zhao Dongchen's father and son's faces were like ashes, looking at the scarlet blood in the mansion, and the word remorse was finally written on their faces.

One misstep becomes a thousand hatreds!

The Zhao family had nothing to do with Jiannu originally, but because they had business dealings with Jin merchants, they saw that they had made a fortune by smuggling Jiannu and were safe and sound, so they walked into it with red eyes.

As the cooperation with Jiannu became closer and closer, the Zhao family threw himself into the arms of Jiannu without hesitation, and was willing to become the hidden stake that Jiannu planted in the capital.

At the beginning, the Zhao family was cautious about walking on thin ice, and only provided small information such as some information about the Ming Dynasty.

But for more than ten years, the level of peace and security has been smooth, and no one in the Manchu Dynasty has suspected that no one has paid attention, but because the business is getting bigger and bigger, there are more and more friends in the officialdom, and it is more and more convenient to act.

Especially with the first three times Jiannu entered the Kou, in the Ming Dynasty, the Zhao family decided that Jiannu could not win, and acted more unscrupulously.

Therefore, this time Jiannu entered the customs for the fourth time, he and the Fan family hit it off, and invited Tong Tulai, who was in charge of intelligence work in Jiannu, into the capital to "go deep into the tiger's den", ready to take advantage of the situation.

Who knows, now Jinyiwei actually touched the door silently, and wanted to slaughter the Zhao family.

I think that there are people in the court and in the army, but when the emperor really wants to deal with them, he is just a fish of swords and let others slaughter them.

At this moment, the father and son of the Zhao family suddenly remembered a sentence, the way of heaven is good reincarnation, who does the sky forgive?

Originally, the Zhao family was rich and noble for several generations, and Zhao Zhilong, the Nanjing garrison of Xincheng, was a distant relative.

But now, not only are the people gone, but the huge wealth accumulated over the years has also been given to the imperial court in vain.

Moreover, after death, he will leave a legacy of infamy through the ages.

Seeing the remorseful expressions of the Zhao family's father and son, Li Ruolian sighed, but there was no mercy in his mouth, "I can't imagine that you don't even want your ancestors for money, so you work for Jiannu like this?"

But it doesn't matter, to do things for Jiannu, your Zhao family will cut off your children and grandchildren, and you don't deserve to stay in the world! ”

"May I ask this lord, it was the Fan family who gave us up, right?" Zhao Dongchen's face was bruised, and he asked unwillingly.

"As you wish, send you on your way!"

Dong Changqing next to him snorted lightly, raised his knife and slashed, blood splashed, Zhao Dongchen slowly fell down holding his neck, his feet kept twitching.

"Ahh

Witnessing his children and grandchildren fall in front of him one after another, the old man of the Zhao family seemed to be crazy and rushed forward with a knife.

Dong Changqing lifted up, brought up a series of water droplets, and staggered back the opponent with a backhand slash, holding a waist knife in one hand, and putting the other hand around the old man's shoulder, stabbing him in the abdomen.

"Collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country, there is more than enough to die!"

He whispered, then pushed the old man to the ground, raised his arm, and hooked his fingers.

Suddenly, the two teams of Jinyi captains took their crossbows, bowed their bodies and stepped forward, the crossbows slashed through the sky, making a hurried sound, and shot towards the men and women of the Zhao family indiscriminately.

After two rounds of arrow rain, there was no one standing in the Zhao Mansion.

"Check them all out, leave no one alive ......"

A knife split through the rain and mist, Li Ruolian's tall body stepped on the stagnant water, turned around and straddled the horse and left.

As the front-line commander of the clean-up of the Jin merchants, he also had to rush to the next battlefield.

In the wind and rain, Dong Changqing, a thousand households in brocade, took over here.

After killing the last person who pretended to be dead, the corpses were concentrated in the firewood room of the Zhao Mansion, poured fire oil, and the crackling flames gradually led to a fire, and in a few moments, the eaves collapsed, and the fire burned with thick smoke......

"Everyone, listen up, and you'll clean up your hands and feet later!

When today's Zi Ming is unpredictable, and now he finally has a chance to turn over, who wants to embarrass Jinyiwei, Nanzhen Fusi's prison is his final destination! ”

In the end, Dong Changqing repeatedly warned everyone.

The captain of the Jinyi Guard was full of dignity, holding up his chest and leading loudly, and the embroidered spring knife in his hand couldn't help but grasp a few points.

Cheer each other on, this matter must be done beautifully, so that His Majesty can see that Jinyiwei has always been an indispensable eagle dog for the royal family.

In fact, Dong Changqing said this, it was just a routine.

Jinyiwei's loyalty is guaranteed, and there is the supervision of the East Factory, basically no one will mess around.

For the Jinyi guards who violated discipline, Nanzhen Fusi dealt with them very strictly.

Since the establishment of Jinyiwei, it has always emphasized that it is a "big family", and in terms of organizational spirit, it has always been based on the traditional Chinese benevolence, righteousness, loyalty and filial piety.

And in view of the special nature of Jinyiwei, it is stipulated that as long as you enter Jinyiwei, you must serve it for life.

Zai Jinyiwei did not fire Squid, nor did he accept resignation, whoever wants to resign will face a long prison sentence in nine times out of ten, or even ......

Therefore, there is such a famous saying circulating in Jinyiwei: stand in, lie down and go out.

This day is destined to be a busy night, in the Jinyi Guard Yamen, until the night is brightly lit, and people are constantly coming in and out.

The scribes had to register all kinds of objects and count the total amount of silver and grain, and the hundred households and ordinary brocade guards became laborers, putting a steady stream of gold and silver, furniture, calligraphy and paintings into the warehouse.

Although it is hard, everyone is full of energy, because today's harvest is good, the Son of Heaven is happy, and there will be rewards.

What's more, being able to serve in the most powerful department of Daming was originally a glorious thing.

Similarly, as the war has progressed, the palace has been brightly lit up lately.

Since Emperor Chongzhen did not come to the court, all kinds of documents sent into the palace every day fell on the imperial case like snowflakes.

Although Emperor Chongzhen has instructed the cabinet not to send it to the palace if there is no major event.

However, there are too many news about the war situation in various places and King Qin, and political affairs can be ignored for the time being, but the military, Emperor Chongzhen has to deal with it personally.

Stroking his somewhat dizzy head, Emperor Chongzhen sighed, the Son of Heaven is really fucking bad!

It is no wonder that the British government passed on to Zhang Zhiji's generation, which is only the eighth generation.

But when it came to me, it was already the sixteenth emperor.

What does this mean?

In addition to the risk of falling overboard, it's hard work!

"Emperor, great joy!"

With emotion, Fang Zhenghua hurriedly entered the hall with a happy face.