Jiujiang City, an important riverside town, has now become a huge barracks.

The Jiangxi soldiers were stationed in Jiujiang City under the command of the superintendent Yuan Jixian, and hundreds of thousands of troops of Ningnan Hou Zuo Liangyu were stationed on both sides of the Yangtze River outside the city.

Zuo Liangyu disobeyed the order and abandoned Wuchang and fled to Jiujiang, which provoked the anger of the supervisor Yuan Jixian and severely reprimanded him. But Zuo Liangyu moved out of various reasons, making Yuan Jixian helpless to take him.

Although Yuan Jixian is nominally a supervisor, the army of Jiangxi Huguang is at his disposal, and in the face of a warlord like Zuo Liangyu with heavy troops, even if he is a supervisor, he is helpless.

Yuan Jixian could only order Zuo Liangyu's army to be stationed in Jiujiang, and he was not allowed to retreat any further.

There are more than 30,000 Jiangxi soldiers in Jiujiang City, and Zuo Liangyu has brought more than 200,000 troops, so Jiujiang's troops can be described as strong, and there should be no problem in blocking the thieves, Yuan Jixian comforted himself. And the thieves are still chasing the Mantars, and it is best for the Mantars and the thieves to be turned upside down in Wuchang, which is the best thing for the Ming Dynasty.

Since Zuo Liangyu arrived in Jiujiang, it has been raining on both sides of the Yangtze River, and the rain is dripping like a melancholy thread, which makes people feel extremely irritable.

The rain also made the soldiers of the Left Army stay in the barracks on the river bank honestly, and after eating all day before sleeping, the enemy army was hundreds of miles away in Wuchang, at least there was no need to worry about fighting in front of them.

In Jiujiang City, an oily carriage stopped in front of a pharmacy, and under the protection of several guards in military uniforms, a delicate figure wearing a hat walked into the pharmacy.

The guards stood at the door of the pharmacy, vigilantly watching the movements, the rain made the streets not many pedestrians at all, but they were still habitually vigilant.

The delicate figure walked to the counter, and the shopkeeper behind the counter greeted her with a smile.

"Madame is here to grab medicine for Master Hou again, sit aside and rest for a while."

The delicate figure nodded, and sat down at the table next to him with the man, and soon the man served tea.

"Madame only needs to mix this into the medicine to ensure that it is done seamlessly, and no one will notice what the problem is." While making tea, the guy put a small paper bag next to the delicate figure, and the delicate figure quietly put the paper bag into his sleeve.

"Is my dad really alive?" As the guy was about to leave, the delicate figure asked softly.

"Rest assured, in a very safe place, and soon Madame will be reunited with her father." ”

Soon, the shopkeeper wrapped the herbs, and the delicate figure paid the silver, allowing a guard to carry the herb bag and get into the oil wall incense cart. The driver waved the whip, Mar pulled the car and drove straight out of the city, out of the city gate to the riverside wharf, the delicate figure got out of the car, and got on a tall building boat by the wharf, which was the boat of Ningnan Hou Zuo Liangyu.

In a grass hut by the river, Liu Neng and Huang Shu, the superintendent of the army, watched this scene from afar.

"Do you think it will work?" Watching the delicate figure disappear on the dock, Huang Shu asked worriedly.

"Lord Huang rest assured, it is absolutely foolproof. But when Zuo Liangyu dies, you can be in charge of the 200,000 Zuo Army as a supervisor, and your achievements are today! Liu Neng said calmly.

"Well, I hope it will go well!" When it came to the end, Huang Shu suffered from gains and losses.

"Lord Huang, don't worry, half of the ten general soldiers of the Left Army are already on our side, and it will definitely not be a problem for you to be in charge of the Left Army, and there will be no mistakes." Liu Neng comforted.

On the night of April 29, the eighteenth year of Chongzhen, the camp of Zuo Liangyu's army stationed by the river suddenly came out with a burst of sorrow, which made the supervisor Yuan Jixian frightened, and when he wanted to send someone to inquire, a subordinate reported that Zuo Liangyu, the Marquis of Ningnan, was sick in the military camp at night.

Yuan Jixian hurriedly came to Zuo Liangyu's barracks, got on the boat, and saw that the soldiers on the deck were torturing several maids and maids.

"What's going on?" Yuan Jixian frowned.

"Hou Ye's condition has improved significantly in the past few days, but he suddenly went in the middle of the night, and the young Hou Ye ordered to torture the people around Hou Ye to see if he could ask anything." Zuo Liangyu said with a personal guard.

"Ridiculous! Ning Nanhou was already sick and weak, so what happened when he suddenly went to close the girls? As for the cause of death, it only needs to be examined. Yuan Jixian reprimanded, sent someone to Jiujiang Mansion to pass on the experienced servants, and then walked into the cabin.

And at this moment, there was tension in the cabin, Zuo Mengeng, the son of Zuo Liangyu, Huang Shu, the superintendent of the army, and a group of general soldiers gathered together, and they were arguing fiercely, and they didn't even bother to greet the arrival of Yuan Jixian, the superintendent.

"My nephew has seen my uncle," Seeing Yuan Jixian coming, Zuo Mengeng was overjoyed, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed. Zuo Liangyu and Yuan Jixian have a good relationship, and Zuo Mengeng can call himself a nephew, but Yuan Jixian can only agree with a wry smile.

"Inspector Yuan, you're just in time. You come to evaluate the reasoning, in my Ming Dynasty, can there be a reason for the death of the father and the son in the official position? When Huang Shu saw Yuan Jixian coming, he hurriedly shouted.

"Why not?" Before Yuan Jixian could answer, the commander-in-chief Hao Xiaozhong shouted, "Our old marquis is the hereditary Marquis of Ningnan, and it is the rule of the imperial court that the title is inherited by the father and the son. ”

"The title can be inherited by the father and the son, but what about the official army? Do you want the little marquis to inherit, is this 200,000 army not from the imperial court, but your Zuo family's private army? Huang Shu sneered.

Hearing this, all the generals present fell silent, the majesty of the court was still there, and no one dared to say that the army was their own private soldiers. But looking at the disapproving looks on their faces, they all know what they think, you Huang Shu is right, the army is our own first, and then the imperial court.

"Even if the army is from the imperial court, at least there must be someone who can lead the army. The young marquis is a general, excellent in martial arts, proficient in the art of war, and is the best candidate to lead this 200,000 army. If he can't do it, will he let a sour Ding who only knows how to dance and ink and not know soldiers at all be in charge? Wouldn't that kill the 200,000 army! ”

Li Guoying, Zuo Liangyu's most trusted general soldier before his death, asked slowly.

"You!" Huang Shu was almost mad, when Zuo Liangyu was alive, everyone was respectful to him, but he didn't expect that now one by one would dare to bark his teeth at him, the prison army.

But he has no military power, and now he has nothing to do with these generals, and he can't quarrel with everyone alone, so he can only look at the supervisors Yuan Jixian and Xu Yong, Wu Xueli and others for help.

However, at this moment, Yuan Jixian looked at Zuo Liangyu's body on the bed in the cabin and was falling into deep grief. Although he and Zuo Liangyu have a different way, but Zuo Liangyu has been stationed in Wuchang, Jiujiang in recent years, the two often cooperate to meet, and also establish a deep friendship, and now seeing Zuo Liangyu die, Yuan Jixian can't help but be sad.