The Shandong Army replaced the local yamen that the Ming court had long ceased to be in charge of affairs with the Third Division, which was still only a local organization, and Nanjing had a higher-level staff office to oversee the seven departments.

Speaking of which, it just so happened that the imperial court had a complete set of government teams in Nanjing, and Wang Zheng was promoted by his cronies except for the staff office, and the chief officials and important positions of the other seven ministries were all selected from the former military department.

However, some of the officials of the six departments of the imperial court in Nanjing still have real talents and hard work, and the seven departments of the staff office only use the former military department There is no shortage of people, and there is a lack of some grassroots clerks.

Therefore, Wang Zheng removed and replaced these people according to his own standards, and he used them for life.

There is another advantage to this, many officials of the former Ming court in Jiangnan have almost no scruples when they hear this, it seems that this Anton Marquis is not the same as Li Chuang, and will not indiscriminately beat the court officials to death.

There were more than a dozen pro-soldiers around Gao Jie, and it stands to reason that there were many people, but the Shandong army pacesetter didn't pay attention to them at all from beginning to end, and just hurried step by step.

The disdain didn't see it from this pacesetter, and Gao Jie couldn't figure it out, always feeling that the other party didn't care at all.

He couldn't understand the thoughts of the people in the Shandong army, although according to the rules, the pacesetter was just a messenger, but the pacesetter lacked the highest combat soldier system in the Shandong army.

The people who do this job, all of them are experienced in battles, honored, and are full of elite, and they may not care much about these generals and soldiers of the former court in their hearts.

When he arrived in Nanjing City, Gao Jie suddenly realized, no wonder the pacesetter has been ignoring himself, with such a great force, Beijing can easily defeat it, and what to do in Nanjing.

Before entering the city of Nanjing, Gao Jie saw the people coming and going, busy and lively, and saw that he was not afraid at all, and some people even greeted happily.

"Hey military master, the patrol is back!"

"But you have to pay attention to your body, you can't work too hard!"

Gao Jie and his own soldiers glanced at each other, and couldn't believe that they were living in a dream.

These people are either carrying hoes, or a family of old and young people happily leading ploughing cattle to work in the field, in addition to a large number of pedestrians on the official road in the middle, you can see patrolling Shandong soldiers almost all the time.

In addition, light cavalry in groups of three or six can often be seen walking on horseback.

In the distance, there was thunder in the school field, horse farm and shooting range in the suburbs, and the sound of neat shooting and galloping horses' hooves continued to come out.

Outside the city of Nanjing, they are all Shandong soldiers, compared to the Luzhou Mansion and the reorganized foreign soldiers and horses along the way, these people are even more elite, in Gao Jie's opinion, none of them are worse than his carefully selected personal soldiers.

When they came to the city of Nanjing, Gao Jie and the others were even more shocked, in addition to this extremely prosperous metropolis, he finally saw the rumored soldiers of the Shandong Army.

The soldiers patrolling the city were armed to the teeth, holding a tiger spear made of stainless steel in their hands, and a weapon with an axe and spear on their backs, almost leaking only a pair of piercing eyes.

Just by seeing these soldiers, Gao Jie and the soldiers around him already felt fear in their hearts.

Soon, under the leadership of the soldiers and generals waiting here, Gao Jie walked through the inner city alone and came to the imperial city, and the dozen or so personal soldiers he brought were taken to the post house by the soldiers to take care of and rest, and there were already security guards waiting there

After the renovation here, although it has the majesty of the royal family, it does not have as much red tape as the Forbidden City, after all, Wang Zheng is still only a marquis, and he can't ask others to meet the emperor like him.

Soon, Gao Jie came to Wuying Hall alone, and when he saw the person standing at the top with his hands in his hand, he immediately knelt down and said very humbly:

"The last general, Gao Jie, has seen Marquis Anton!"

This Wuying Hall retains the basic royal decorations, in the eyes of ordinary people, Wang Zheng is just a marquis, but he uses the emperor's hall to discuss matters, which is simply a big rebellion.

But Gao Jie, who saw everything inside and outside Nanjing, didn't have any superfluous thoughts left at the moment, just kept pondering up and down, thinking about what the king was trying to do with him.

Just when Gao Jie was uneasy, Wang Zheng turned his head, pointed to the chair on the left, and said:

"Mr. Gao is here, sit down."

Gao Jie nodded, but the ass was only sideways, and somehow, Wang Zheng was just a Shandong general soldier in the court, except for the titles of Andong Hou, Prince Shaobao and Zuo Dudu.

But when Gao Jie came to see Wang Zheng this time, he had a feeling of entering Beijing to face the saint, which was indescribably strange.

He didn't know what to say, so he could only sit there in embarrassment and wait for the next step, and after a while, Wang Zheng said quietly:

"Benhou doesn't have much time, let's get straight to the point."

Hearing this, Gao Jie trembled, and said in his heart that this Hou Ye is really a straight man, and immediately leaned forward slightly to show respect.

"The last general will return to Shandong, and he should die for the Hou Ye!"

"Haha, good!"

Wang Zheng suddenly smiled, in fact, his impression of Gao Jie in history is not bad, although he is similar to others in the handling of small things, but when he is in power, he can take the lead and fight against the Tartars.

However, people like Gao Jie have always been unruly, and even the imperial court doesn't pay attention to them, how can Andong Hou of his own district be convinced.

Calling him here this time is to let him clearly understand the strength in the hands of the Shandong Army, and weigh it before he wants to do something stupid, if he is separated from the Shandong Army, how will he live.

Seeing Gao Jie's respectful appearance, Wang Zheng was very satisfied, nodded and said:

"In the area of Huguang Xunyang, there are still imperial court officers and soldiers who have not broken through, and the local gentry jointly requested our Shandong army to enter Guangzhou, and your department is the closest, so you will enter first after the reorganization."

Hearing this, Gao Jie raised his head to say something, and when he saw Wang Zheng's eyes, he immediately lowered his voice and stopped talking, Wang Zheng smiled and said:

"Ben Hou knows that this is difficult for some strong people, but the matter is man-made, Ben Hou will order the Hunan side to cooperate with foreign soldiers and horses, if you get Xunyang, you Gao Jie should be a great merit!"

Gao Jie also knew in his heart that at the moment, he really had no choice but to take the order to go to Huguang to fight against the water.

The reason why he came to Nanjing alone is because there is no way out, if he disobeys the Marquis of Anton and becomes an enemy with the Shandong army, it will really be no way to heaven and no way to enter the ground.

However, Gao Jie has a distinct personality, and it is enough to summarize it in four words, otherwise he would not have been deceived by Xu Dingguo's obvious tricks in history.

It didn't take long for Gao Jie to grit his teeth and get up, clenching his fists and saying:

"As long as the Hou Ye gives enough support, the end will not seek merit, but seek no fault, and I am willing to follow the horse!"

Gao Jie spoke straightforwardly, which meant that he would fight to the death, but if he really couldn't win, there would be no way, and I hoped that Wang Zheng would not embarrass himself because of this.

Hearing this, Wang Zheng smiled slightly, reached out and picked up a glass of Zhuangxing wine, and said:

"Come, Mr. Gao, Ben Hou will give you a drink!"