The bright spring light is reflected on the West Lake, sparkling, like a piece of jade and jade that keeps rippling.

If you don't go to Hangzhou and don't visit the West Lake, you can't say that you have experienced the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River. The breeze blew, gently and comfortably brushing his cheeks, not to mention people like Xiaohe Xiaolian who came to Jiangnan for the first time, even Zhu Yousong, who had been here once, was also intoxicated.

The two sisters stood behind Zhu Yousong on the left and right, and their eyes were already looking around. They are like canaries in cages, they have grown up in the small world of the palace since they were children, and they are very curious about everything. In the pavilion of Huagang, opposite Zhu Yousong was Shen Muhong, the governor of the Ten Prefectures, and the two of them were talking.

Shen Muhong let out a rare sigh and said: "The water quality of the lakes and rivers in the south of the Yangtze River is clean, but the officialdom in the south of the Yangtze River is deep and turbid. ”

"Can't even you do it?" This is the first time Zhu Yousong has seen him retreat, which shows that the stubborn disease here is deep-rooted.

"If you adjust slowly and lay out closely, you can trace back to the source. But then it will take ten years or more. Shen Muhong pondered for a moment and continued: "Your Majesty is patient? ”

Zhu Yousong stood up and sneered: "Ten years? The gentleman is kind-hearted and wants to steer these bad goods on the right track. But in my opinion, they are hopeless. A group of businessmen control the economy, so they can blackmail the imperial court, control the government, and seek personal interests for them. It will take another ten years for such a Jiangnan to be the source. I have a long sword in my hand, and I will kill them all in half a month. ”

Shen Muhong couldn't bear it, and persuaded: "These forces are deep-rooted and intricate, just like old trees with entrenched roots, lingering with each other. If the action is small, it won't help at all, but if the action is big, it will inevitably be a little cruel. ”

"There is no way to take drastic medicine for a sudden illness. One day this matter is entrusted, it is one day of financial constraints of the imperial court. It's been a month since you arrived in Jiangnan, and I believe that with your ability, you've already figured it out. The personal soldiers I brought this time are all old people who were in the wind at the beginning, and the most convincing of these proud soldiers is you, sir. I'll hand them over to you now, and in a month's time, I'll see Jiangnan turned upside down! ”

These words were loud, and Shen Muhong had already heard that this was not a discussion, it was the most solemn order of the king of a country. He took Zhu Yousong's sword, pinned it to his waist, and strode out of the pavilion with his head held high, his back thin but resolute.

Zhu Yousong said resolutely, but he didn't want to see the bloody wind and rain here. Pulling two chirping little beauties, they are going to continue south to Taiwan Island and inspect their arsenal.

Shen Muhong was in the pavilion, and he also made it clear to Jiangnan, hoping to use softer means to deal with the problem of collusion between officials and businessmen here. But after the king's order, when he left the pavilion, he turned into a killing god. His temperament is like this, either he doesn't do it, and since he has a will, he has to do it the most ruthlessly.

On the day when Zhu Yousong set off, the new commercial tax in Jiangnan was promulgated, and the big businessmen gathered together, ready to unite and exert pressure. The officials of Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces were also passive and slacking off, and all the officials under them were half-dead and refused to carry out the orders of their masters. Everyone was watching, but the yamen of the governor of the ten prefectures was closed. A week later, everyone thought that Shen Muhong was cowardly and celebrated. In the city of Hangzhou, 5,000 people dressed in black armor, holding flintlock pistols, and pinning good swords to their waists gathered at the yamen.

Such a scale is enough to sweep through the south of the Yangtze River, and the soldiers here have become a group of jokes. Even in the bitter cold land of Liaodong, such combat power should not be underestimated.

"After investigation, there are 172 officials of all sizes in the Zhejiang Chengxuan Political Envoy Department and below the prefects of Hangzhou, Wenzhou, Jiaxing, Jinhua, Quzhou, Yanzhou, Huzhou, Shaoxing, Chuzhou, Taizhou, and Ningbo, who passively sabotaged their work and defied the new policy. Today, Shen Muhong, the governor of the ten prefectures, was ordered by the Holy Order, and there were hundreds of officials to supervise them. Immediately arrest and take him to prison, and choose a day to behead! ”

5,000 people promised in unison: "Yes!" ”

Within ten days, the blood flowed and the pestle flowed, the city was full of wind and rain, and the people were panicked. After the killing, the house was raided, and all the wealthy businessmen who refused taxes, without exception, were arrested and imprisoned. The prison is already overcrowded. The wealth accumulated by them for several generations has been confiscated, and the history is known as the Ten Days of Blood. Shen Muhong's accumulated reputation changed in an instant. He used to be a humble gentleman, but now he has become a peerless killing god. When Shen Muhong's name is mentioned, children can stop crying at night in Jiangnan.

What's more, their grievances are monstrous, and they hate Shen Muhong deeply. So he gave him a nickname for lack of morality, Shen Ergou. The implication is that Zhou Shuye is the emperor's first dogleg, and Shen Muhong is the second. This is a naked personal attack, and those who are familiar with it know that Zhu Yousong has great respect for Shen Muhong, and he often calls him Mr.

Jiangsu and Zhejiang provinces were paralyzed, government decrees were blocked, and the economy stagnated. But soon, the Zou brothers are now filling this gap as imperial merchants. Zhu Yousong has a descendant of Luoyang, but he suffers from no official arrangement. was carried out with his head to make a revolution with you, and finally got Chongzhen down, how can he continue to be unknown. New officials rushed to Zhejiang, bringing their families with them, and even blocked the road to the south.

When Zhu Yousong took the United States to the south, and when Youzai Youzai arrived in Fujian, Shen Muhong, the new killing god of the empire, had already brought his 5,000 Xuanyi army with the smell of blood that had not yet dissipated, and came to Nanzhili. Officials from Yingtianfu, Suzhou, Songjiang, Changzhou, Zhenjiang, Huai'an, Yangzhou, Xuzhou, Fengyang, Luzhou, Anqing, Huizhou, Taiping, Chizhou, Ningguo, Chuzhou, Hezhou, and Guangdezhou have even signed a joint letter in support of the new policy.

Merchants are eager to pay their taxes, and officials are sleepless at night, not to mention how energetic they are. The Qinhuai River is prosperous, because of the sudden diligence of these people, they have been lonely and depressed. There is no way, their old benefactors, those officials and businessmen, are busy dealing with government affairs and paying taxes.

In Penghu, it is indeed a different scene. Zhu Yousong was boating on the lake, holding a fishing rod in his hand, surrounded by two charming little beauties, and he was content. After listening to the report of the guards on the shore, Zhu Yousong laughed with satisfaction. For every person who dies here, there will be thousands of people alive in Ningyuan, Jinzhou, and the nine borders of Shaanxi and Gansu. Only in this way will there be no recurrence of Yangzhou Ten Days in the future, Jiading Three Massacres, at first glance this is a murderous person, but in fact, it has saved countless people.

Zhu Yousong waved his hand, the guards retreated, holding knives and guarding the gate of the garden, except for the birds in the sky, no one could glimpse the spring light in the courtyard.

When you come to the shore, the comfortable soft felt in the pavilion is interspersed with pillows and mattresses, all of which are woven with expensive treasures of brocade and gold, and are arranged warmly and comfortably. The two upturned little peach buttocks were diligently laying soft felt, and Zhu Yousong was shyly one in one hand, snapping twice crisply. The little lotus is ashamed, branched, and spurted, as thin as a gnat; Xiaolian's delicate and innocent face was flushed, but she refused to let her mouth, biting her lip and smiling, her watery bright eyes were full of provocation.

It coincides with the spring in the south of the Yangtze River, and there is a vicious battle in the pavilion!