That's it.

As for how to choose, it depends on Zheng Yuanxun and the Hui businessmen behind him.

But Yang Qing couldn't think of a reason for their refusal.

The backstage of Western merchants has ended, and their main backstage is officials from Shaanxi and Shanxi, but at this time, most of these people have changed hands with Beijing, and they have remained under Li Zicheng and become officials of the Qin Domain, or they have simply been killed by Liu Zongmin and old bandits from all over the country. Even in the south, it has become a rootless duckweed, because in the future, if the department is reopened, there will be no more northern scholars in a short period of time, which means that there will be no new blood replenishment for northern officials. Officialdom is like this, there is no follow-up for northern officials, they are destined to be bullied by southern officials, how many northern officials were squeezed aside after Hongguang ascended the throne in history, and the same northern businessmen are just water dogs without these backstage.

Beat the water dogs, that's a great joy for all.

Even if there are still some princes and ministers behind the Jin merchants who choose to support them because of entanglement of interests, the power behind the Hui merchants is stronger, not to mention that they will still get Chongzhen's support......

And after success, they can dominate the salt industry.

Why not?

Originally, they were the victors in history, even if the bloodbath in Yangzhou led to the decline of the Zheng family, and then the Jiang family, who was also from Huizhou, also rose rapidly, and then during the entire Qing Dynasty, Yangzhou salt industry was always controlled by Huizhou merchants.

Yang Qing just pushed on the inevitable result.

"You really look like a traitor on the stage now!"

Yuan Yuan said angrily.

Yang Qing also reached out and pulled her over angrily, and then pressed it on the coffee table next to him, and sat there without even standing up, pressing her back with his left hand, letting her lie on the coffee table that was not too high in a shameful manner, and then raised his right hand and slapped her little ass......

"Ahh

Yuan Yuan exclaimed shyly.

……

"That, it's getting late, it's time for Sister Xian to rest!"

After a strange silence, Yang Qing said seriously.

Lying there, she blushed and waited for his follow-up Yuanyuan glared at him hatefully.

"Three years, I'll see if you can hold back!"

Then she got up and gritted her teeth.

Then she twisted her little ass toes and walked out proudly.

Yang Qing looked at her back and sighed.

Indeed, even if he can get the princess, it will be three years later, but Queen Zhou has just died less than half a year, Princess Kunxing has to keep filial piety to her mother, and the prince has just held a funeral for Queen Zhou in Beijing in strict accordance with the queen's standards under the auspices of King Qin. She didn't stay in Beijing, it was already a last resort, of course, the main thing is that both Chongzhen and Yang Qing are afraid that she will be troubled by Li Zicheng's cronies one day if she stays in Beijing, although Lao Li is said to be bad at this, but his subordinates are like wolves and tigers, and it is extremely dangerous for such a beautiful princess to stay with him.

Then Princess Kunxing can only keep filial piety for Queen Zhou in Nanjing.

And then it hurt him.

Zhang Yan hadn't given up his efforts to break up him and the princess, and the few maids around Yuanyuan were all palace maids sent by Zhang Yan, so they waited with wide eyes for something to do with them, and then Zhang Yan gave the marriage as soon as possible to make Yuanyuan his countess, thus preventing him from trying to get involved with the princess, and this struggle between the two lasted until the princess's filial piety expired.

Three years!

"Come here!"

Yang Qing, who was lamenting, said to the little maid who looked stupid.

"You have to be careful, don't make a fool of yourself!"

Yuan Yuan suddenly turned around and said coquettishly.

"Don't worry, it's hard to say anything else for my brother, but if you want to say that this subdued woman, no one can bear it under the stick punishment, come, little sister, come and tell the master, how did Zheng Yuanxun explain to you? If you don't say I'm going to be tortured! ”

Yang Qing said to the little maid with a smile.

Yuanyuan stomped his foot hatefully, then gritted his teeth and turned away.

And the little maid trembled in panic, and subconsciously turned around and wanted to run away, but then Yang Qing jumped up, and a hungry tiger pounced on her back......

Of course, Lord Yang's stick punishment was sharp, and this poor little maid quickly recruited everything.

In fact, there is nothing special, like this kind of sending a maid to a kabuki concubine and the like, basically with a certain nature of inserting eyes and ears, as one of the three most trusted ministers around Chongzhen at present, the foreign ministers who don't care about getting someone by his side, like he took the initiative to ask for it, this is completely a surprise, Zheng Yuanxun is a fool if he doesn't seize this good opportunity. Of course, this kind of trivial matter is not worth mentioning at all, Yang Qing actually doesn't care much about this kind of thing, he is just looking for a fun time to help him with the stick punishment, saying that this kind of good thing can be continued, he doesn't believe that any woman can withstand his stick punishment.

In a happy mood, he continued to go south with Chongzhen the next day.

The huge fleet soon left Guazhou and entered the Yangtze River, and under the escort of the naval warships, it completed the last journey of Chongzhen's journey to Nanxing, and arrived at the Xiaguan Wharf in Nanjing the next day, and at this time the officials and people of Nanjing almost poured out of the city, waiting to meet the holy driver at the wharf.

Lord Yang, who had seven knives in his back, escorted the Ming Emperor to Nanjing in this way.

The following day passed in a tedious liturgical process......

In fact, it was the next few days.

The emperor's arrival in the new capital, in fact, is more accurate to say the old capital, and it is also an old capital where the founding emperor is buried, of course, it will not be a simple process, just a worship of filial piety has to be tossed, and Yang Qing has always played the role of personal bodyguard during this period. With his image of seven knives in his back, the legend of the five horses splitting the corpse of Azig to worship Liu Zeqing, and the accompanying 3,000 Guanning iron horsemen, erected the majesty of His Majesty the Emperor for Chongzhen, reminding the subjects of Nanjing that His Majesty the Emperor is still His Majesty the Emperor who can be killed and taken alive.

As for Chongzhen himself, of course, he wants to play the benevolent side of the Holy Lord Mingjun.

In short, Yang Qing was like a banner, and he had been standing like this for more than half a month before he could finally get busy with his own affairs......

"It's not going to work!"

Yang Qing stood in front of his Jinyi Weibei Town Fusi Office, looked at the featureless gate very dissatisfied, and said.

At this time, the commander of the Jinyi Guard was still not appointed.

The main reason is that Chongzhen once promised him that he would appoint him as a commander after arriving in Nanjing.

But now Chongzhen can only break his promise, because this will obviously pull hatred.

Nanjing Jinyi Wei is a lot of nobles, for example, the Xu family has two hereditary commanders, and the other nobles also have Jinyi Wei hereditary positions, although they have no ability, but their identities are still there, everyone is staring at this position of commander, if Yang Qing is appointed as the commander, it is easy to cause public anger among the nobles, since this Chongzhen simply does not appoint for the time being, but let him continue to be in charge of the Beizhen Fusi with the command of Tongzhi.

The Nanzhen Fusi has not yet been established.

This institution is regarded as the internal disciplinary body of Jinyiwei, but it is not necessary at this time, and Chongzhen is also entangled in a bunch of things at this time, and he doesn't care about these institutions that are not necessary, and the East Factory is officially listed, and Han Zan Zhou is the commander of the East Factory.

These two institutions are practically sufficient.

Han Zanzhou, as the original Nanjing garrison eunuch, was familiar with everything in Nanjing, his Dongchang was in charge of monitoring officials, and Yang Qing's Beizhen Fusi was responsible for arresting and torturing people and raiding homes, to be precise, the former was an intelligence agency and Yang Qing was a baoli agency. The main reason is that the eunuch power is seriously damaged, Han Zanzhou and his people in Nanjing do not have the ability to carry out the means of baoli, these guys are indeed familiar with the situation as the head snake, but their combat effectiveness is not worth mentioning at all. On the contrary, Yang Qing's Jinyiwei is different, this can fight with the Qing army in the field, together with those who were incorporated into the former Baoyi of Jinyiwei, there are still a thousand people left in Yang Qing's hands at this time, and the others are divided into the provinces to establish intelligence stations in addition to the establishment of Changhua Prison, and some are even simply sent to the control area of Li Zicheng in the north.

But a thousand people are also enough!

The 1,000 elites belonging to the Northern Ya basically walked sideways in Nanjing.

And this is its home base.

But this base camp is just an ordinary official office of the original Nanjing Jinyiwei, and it is no different from other official offices in appearance, which is completely inconsistent with the notorious image of Beizhen Fusi, and even less in line with the aesthetics of Lord Yang......

"What does Beiya do?"

Yang Qing instructed his subordinates: "Beiya is to make everyone daunted, to make people's hearts beat faster when they look at it, their hands and feet are weak, they can't stand unsteadily before they enter the door, they want to be gloomy, they want to be terrifying, they want to give people a heavy sense of oppression, so that people will break out in a cold sweat even if they get close in the middle of summer, and they will start to reflect on whether they are guilty or not, and even make this street a forbidden area in their minds, and what is this like?" Is this a teahouse for an afternoon pastime? Even the vegetable sellers ignore you, this is simply insulting the image of Jinyiwei! ”

"What does the lord mean?"

The subordinate said cautiously.

"Increase the wall to one zhang, build another inner wall, leave a corridor one zhang wide in the middle, and then raise a few wild wolves inside, and release the wind to the outside, just say that we are feeding the wild wolves with prisoners, and build watchtowers at the four corners, one foot shorter than the city wall, and set up Furlong machine guns on the watchtowers. The gate was dismantled, and then a stonemason was hired to build a stone arch like an arch bridge, and fangs and various skulls were carved into the stone, so that the whole gate was like an open mouth, and the door was painted black. Don't stand these stone lions at the door, get two iron cages, then the iron cages don't need to be painted, and the stone men who were tortured in them are carved like real people, and it's better to splash some blood to make it miserable, splash some every day, anyway, pig blood and sheep blood don't matter......"

Yang Qing pointed to the gate with his evil excitement and imagined his demon's lair.

The subordinates next to him immediately shuddered when they imagined that image.