"Min Province?" As a Fujianese, Wang Youling immediately smiled bitterly: "Futai, it's not that I don't want to make plans, it's really because I'm a Fujian, so naturally I can't miss my hometown." ”

He said it very bluntly, and He Guiqing also knew his difficulties, so he just asked again: "If Fujian does not send troops, then you and I can only wait for death, or wait until the war in Jinling and Jiangxi takes a turn!"

Wang Youling stood up: "This time, Rao Tingxuan Zhentai soldiers defeated the state, and lost a lot of Min Yong, I am already sorry for my hometown once, if Fujian is allowed to go all out to aid Zhejiang, so that something happens, then my Wang will be a sinner in Fujian Province!"

He continued: "But Futai knows the grace of the encounter, and he doesn't dare not report it, if he wants to let Fujian Province send troops, he must have a plan in terms of money and food!"

Money and food! Money and food! Money and food!

He Guiqing has always thought about these two words, and now how to raise funds to suppress the red thieves has become He Guiqing's number one problem.

He values Wang Youling, just because Wang Youling has one, called "Urging the Holy Hand", which naturally means that Wang Youling is very good at searching, but this Wang Xuexuan is now in a very embarrassing situation, according to his own words: "There is no rice in the warehouse, there is no silver in the warehouse, the days are like years, and the nights are longer than the years!"

It turns out that in terms of the situation, Zhejiang has only fallen into the four mansions of Wen, Taijin, and Jin, except for Wenzhou, which has always been called small Hangzhou, is not a fat place, even if it is Wenzhou Mansion, compared with Hangjiahu and Shaoxing and Ningbo, it is just an ordinary mansion.

However, the problem lies in the fact that not only have they lost the financial resources of these four prefectures, but they have also increased a large amount of military expenditures, and they have to cope with the assistance of the Fujian side, and now they are running regimental training in various localities, with Wang Luqian in Shaoning, Duan Guangqing in Ningbo, and Zhao Jingxian in Huzhou.

However, Zhejiang's co-pay is very heavy, and the Jiangnan battalion alone needs 60,000 taels of co-pay every month, and Jiangxi's co-pay is 20,000 taels, plus more than 100,000 taels of military expenses for the three defenses, as well as the expenses incurred by the Taiping Army in Zhejiang for the previous repulsion, Zhejiang's finances are already on the verge of bankruptcy.

Therefore, when it came to money and food, everyone was helpless, but according to the envoy Yan Duanshu, he said: "There is still a way to get money and food now, but it depends on whether Lord Futai is willing to take responsibility!"

As soon as he said this, He Guiqing was an extremely smart person, so he naturally thought of the reason: "You are saying that the three provinces of Jinling, Jiangxi and Anhui have stopped co-ordinating, this method is not bad, but it is only two or three hundred thousand taels of silver a month!"

"It's not!" Yan Duanshu's courage was much greater than He Guiqing imagined: "If Zhejiang Province is already in crisis, and stopping the assistance cannot save the overall situation, the current plan is to borrow tens of thousands of stones!"

"Caoshi?" He Guiqing was excited: "This ...... It's not going to work, is it?"

Caoshi is the imperial grain, every year Jiangnan has to send millions of stone to Beijing, Beijing is short of grain, every year is looking at Caomi to the north, the first Opium War, the Qing Dynasty succumbed, but also with the British army occupied Zhenjiang, can cut off the transport at any time.

After the outbreak of the Taiping War, although the Taiping army captured Jinling, but the Cao Yun is still normal, every year there are millions of stone Cao rice transported north, it can even be said that the mouths of the dignitaries and ordinary people in Beijing have to rely on this Cao rice to eat, but from the traditional river transport began to slowly switch to sea transportation.

Not long ago, a senior official in Beijing who had a very good relationship with He Guiqing also sent a letter to He Guiqing, telling him that everything can be emergency, but the Cao rice in central Zhejiang cannot be stopped, and this year's great hunger in North China, Beijing is still counting on the Cao rice in Zhejiang to come to the north, as long as the Cao rice is done well, the eight governors in the world will have He Guiqing's share. ..., but the red thief has not yet arrived in Hangzhou City, He Guiqing himself first borrowed this rice for emergency, and He Guiqing knows better, once this case is opened, there will be endless troubles, although Yan Duanshu said that he borrowed tens of thousands of stones and rice for emergency, but as long as the red thief is not extinguished for a day, then tens of thousands of stones will become hundreds of thousands of stones, and eventually will become hundreds of thousands of stones.

Then his He Guiqing's own political future also came to an end, but he hesitated, but agreed with Yan Duanshu's judgment: "Okay! If the military affairs are urgent, let's borrow tens of thousands of stone and rice first!"

He raised his hand weakly towards Wang Youling: "Xue Xuan, I have put my life on you, I must let Fujian Province send troops, even if it is a few thousand people!"

……

The Lanxi County in front of Shi Jingfen has become a hell on earth.

On the banks of the Longlan River, there were flames everywhere, Zhang Yuliang's soldiers were laughing wildly, corpses were piled up, there were cries everywhere, and villages had been turned into ruins in the firelight.

The white bones are exposed in the wild, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles.

Shi Jingfen had already remembered Cao Mengde's poem, his heart was anxious, and he shouted loudly to the soldiers who surrounded him: "I am Shi Jingfen, the prefect of Jinhua, where is Zhang Yuliang, where is Zhang Yuliang?" ”

These soldiers have no discipline at all, they are covered in gold and silver, they are all looted property, and even arrested a few girls and girls, and their bodies are stained with a lot of blood, but when they heard the seven words of Shi Jingfen, the prefect of Jinhua, they were still a little in awe, and they pointed out to Shi Jingfen: "Shifutai, our Zhang Shenrong's camp is in front!"

"Good!" Shi Jingfen glanced at these soldiers, and his heart was cold, so he went straight to Zhang Yuliang's camp, and in front of him were countless black smoke, firelight and ruins, Shi Jingfen had never experienced such a scene, he was a little disgusted.

No matter what Lanxi County has done, he is the prefect of Jinhua, and these are all the people under his jurisdiction!

It took him a lot of twists and turns to rush into Zhang Yuliang's big tent, only to see Zhang Yuliang standing in the middle of the big tent under the escort of several personal soldiers, holding a long sword in his hand, with an expressionless face, he immediately knelt down: "Zhang Shenrong, stop, your soldiers are brave enough!"

Zhang Yuliang didn't reply to his words, just lowered his head and glanced at the map, Shi Jingfen held the idea of crying Qin Ting, and said in a loud voice: "General Zhang, General Zhang, there are already white bones exposed outside here, and there is no rooster crowing for thousands of miles!" Put away the knife, seal the knife! The brethren have already robbed enough, killed enough!"

Zhang Yuliang raised his head, glanced at Shi Jingfen, and then lowered his head again, ignoring Shi Jingfen, Shi Jingfen persuaded again: "General Zhang, General Zhang, you are here to aid Zhejiang, not to kill the Lanxi militia, it is too late to stop like this, if not, it will definitely be used by the red thieves!"

Zhang Yuliang was like a clay statue, without saying a word, sitting firmly in the account, Shi Jingfen wanted to take two steps forward, but was pushed away by his own soldiers, he persuaded him bitterly for a long time, but Zhang Yuliang did not respond.

"General Zhang, General Zhang! Why make a mistake, as soon as this case is opened, Zhejiang Province will be in danger!"

But Shi Jingfen persuaded for an hour, Zhang Yuliang's demeanor was always very good, but it was just fine, he sat there motionless and looked at the map, and he almost picked a look to kill Shi Jingfen.

Shi Jingfen saw that she couldn't persuade Zhang Yuliang, so she could only sigh and go directly out of Zhang Yuliang's camp: "If Zhejiang is erosive, Zhang Yuliang, you are the culprit!"

It's just that Zhang Yuliang never seemed to hear Shi Jingfen's voice, and a few elders saw that there were a few new fires lit in Lanxi County, and there was a scene of hell on earth everywhere in the distance, and they didn't know how many people Zhang Yuliang's soldiers had killed, so they immediately became frightened: "Futai, where are we going?" ”

Shi Jingfen's tears fell, no matter what, he was the prefect of Jinhua, he jumped on the horse and said loudly: "Where else can I go, go back to Fucheng!" ..., this way back, the scene I saw was even more tearful, the road was full of traces of war and massacres, everywhere you could see traces of war that had not been buried, and even some corpses were still carrying heat.

Some soldiers wanted to rush up directly to kill Shi Jingfen and his party, but fortunately, Shi Jingfen, the Jinhua prefect's signboard, was relatively hard, and these soldiers turned into slaughtering others, but with Shi Jingfen's identity, they couldn't save anyone.

"This is a catastrophe in the history of Jinhua!" Shi Jingfen sighed: "Unprecedented catastrophe, maybe only the king of the national dynasty has entered Jinhua and can compare with this catastrophe!"

All the way, there were blood stains, Shi Jingfen only felt that although it was the height of summer, his heart was cold and penetrating, and he didn't know how to save the current situation, people died all the time, but when he lowered his head and walked forward, a long follower suddenly shouted: "Futai, it's not good!"

Shi Jingfen immediately raised his head, but saw a red tide appear in the mountains in the distance!

That's right, it's Chichao, the team with a red turban on their heads and a white armed belt around their waists, and several elders all panicked and shouted: "Futai go quickly, Futai go quickly, that's the red thief willow is out of the house!" If you kill without blinking, you will destroy the door if you shoot!"

This statement may be a bit exaggerated, but there is already a long reined dragging Shi Jingfen on the reins of the horse and wanting to drag the horse back, but at this moment Shi Jingfen is a lot less afraid, he smiled: "What does it matter, isn't it the Red Thief Willow Household?" What about killing people and destroying doors, how many doors Zhang Yuliang has destroyed in Lanxi County, he doesn't dare to do this to me!"

It's just that the next moment, Shi Jingfen burst into tears, he barely raised his head to look at this bright red tide, it was the Dragon Lance Battalion and the Nanxi Battalion, the two most heroic and tenacious infantry battalions of the Rainbow Army, and his advance was full of sharpness and vigor.

Shi Jingfen cried loudly: "The loss of Jinhua is the fault of Shi Jingfen alone, and the loss of Zhejiang is the crime of Zhang Yuliang!" Go quickly, red thief, Zhang Yuliang is waiting for you to clean up in front!"

He had never been so eager for the red thief's pace to be faster and save a few lives in Lanxi County, but the next moment, Shi Jingfen cried loudly: "I hate that I am not the minister of Liu Juehu from the dragon, if Zhejiang is lost, the crime lies in Zhang Yuliang alone!"

After speaking, he turned his horse's head and ran to the northeast with his entourage, and this red thief was in a hurry to help Lanxi County, and he also staggered with Shi Jingfen.

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