On March 20, the 17th year of Chongzhen, Suzhou City Drunken Xiang Building.

This Qinglou, which was originally unknown in Suzhou, is famous for producing beauties like Wang Yuesheng, the lady of the Oiran, and has been famous in Suzhou and Hangzhou.

In the past, the drunken incense building, has always been crowded with people, called the music and dancers in an endless stream, if in the Shandong army to arrest the Donglin scholars and officials, there are even many literati and scholars who come here to vassal elegance, chanting poetry, but today it seems a little unusual.

Early in the morning, the city of Suzhou was full of soldiers and horses armed with knives and guns, and the whole city began to be under martial law, and the Shandong army garrison in Suzhou closed 14 of the 19 city gates, leaving only five gates for soldiers and horses to enter and exit.

Among these soldiers, in addition to the generals of the Shandong Army, there were also Zheng's infantry troops, including most of the black Kunlun slaves, a small number of Japanese pirates, and a Spanish foreign gun team of more than 300 people.

Outside the building, there were two columns of soldiers, and although they stood together, they could see from the disdain on their faces that they were each thinking in their hearts, as if they would fight at the slightest hint of trouble in the building.

"Godmother, what happened today, why are there soldiers and horses everywhere?"

Wang Yuesheng has been worried since the morning, Zuixianglou was all taken down by the Shandong Army and the Zheng family, these two big heads in Jiangnan can't be provoked at all, and the guests ran away in an instant.

"How do I know?"

The old bustard snorted coldly, as if she had forgotten that Wang Zheng had saved Zuixianglou a few days ago, and was upset by the loss of the day, but she knew what the two masters outside were, so she could only say that, and she didn't dare to let out a fart at all.

Wang Yuesheng naturally knew what her godmother was thinking, but at this moment, she didn't even have the heart to persuade her, and her mind was full of the figure of Anton who saved her that day.

I have heard a lot about this master's reputation and deeds, but I have never seen such an impressive impression with my own eyes.

Who would have thought that Anton Hou Wang Zheng, who had great military achievements, killed thieves and captured prisoners, and spread his prestige all over the country, was just thirty years old this year, not much older than Wang Yuesheng, but he had come to this point.

Wenzhi martial arts, everything is not a problem.

That day, the soldiers and horses of the Shandong army were not arrogant in Zuixianglou, but when they saw Wang Zheng's face, they were so frightened that they immediately threw down their weapons and knelt on the ground and trembled, not even daring to have the slightest thought of confronting.

At this moment, Wang Zheng seems to have become the only big hero and hero in the world in the eyes of Wang Yuesheng.

Speaking of which, Wang Yuesheng's thoughts are different from those other famous prostitutes in Jiangnan and Qinhuai, and now today, scholars can be described as the head of all kinds of people, and every woman wants to find a great talent who is polite, personable, and has a good mouth.

Liu Ru even stooped down to marry Qian Qianyi, the head of Donglin who was seventy or eighty, Wang Yuesheng didn't understand, what fun was there in this.

On the contrary, she felt that in this troubled world, she could only feel safe by finding a big hero who could protect herself, so for many years, Wang Yuesheng did not have a good face for those scholars who had nothing to do.

There is no doubt that Wang Yuesheng, who has a budding spring heart, already has a candidate in his heart.

"Squeak~"

As soon as he walked out of the door, he saw two heavily armed Shandong soldiers standing outside the door, one of them saw Wang Yuesheng come out, clenched his right hand into a fist and performed a standard military salute, stopped her and said:

"Yuesheng girl, Master Hou has an order, the city is unstable now, please go back to the house!"

When the old bustard heard this, he suddenly became angry, walked out in a few steps, and shouted angrily:

"What is stable and unstable, you have been poor here, let the old lady do business, the guests are scared away, you have to compensate the old lady for my loss, at least tens of thousands of taels of silver!"

Hearing this, the Shandong soldier who had just spoken stepped forward a few steps, stared at the old bustard, and said coldly:

"Put the rules on Lao Tzu, Master Hou didn't say that he couldn't seal this place, anything can happen if the Zheng family makes trouble here, and it's nothing to die an old bustard!"

Hearing this, the old bustard suddenly remembered that the soldiers of the Shandong Army were all like wolves and tigers, and they were many times more fierce than the officers and soldiers.

The old bustard didn't dare to say more, covered his mouth and retreated, obviously still knowing which was more important, life or silver, and Wang Yuesheng was also very helpless about these, so he had to pay for the gift, and said:

"Godmother doesn't understand the rules, forgive me."

The very fierce soldier suddenly seemed to be a different person, took a few steps back, bent over and clenched his fists, and said:

"The girl has been humiliated, please go back to the house and rest!"

Wang Yuesheng also knew that Wang Zheng was for her good, and besides, she couldn't rush out as a weak woman, so she could only walk into the house step by step, fidgeting in the chair, not knowing what she was thinking.

......

"Zheng Zhilong, you have such an attitude, but you just don't want to talk about it?"

During the banquet, Wu Xiaoliuzi, the commander of the pro-soldiers, snorted coldly and reprimanded.

The Zheng family on the opposite side discussed for a long time, and also walked out of a general, pointing to his nose and shouting:

"What kind of thing are you, you dare to talk like this in front of our family master, where is your right to speak!"

"Wang Zheng, this matter has been discussed for many days, and today there will be a result no matter what." Zheng Zhilong stood up suddenly, clapped his hands and said indifferently:

"This matter started because of your Shandong army, this governor is still the same sentence, as long as you revoke the Cao Yun Li Jin and return Zhifeng, everything else will be settled by my Zheng family, otherwise, hum-"

Shandong Jun and Zheng have been talking in this drunken incense building for three days, and during these three days, Wang Zheng always looked east and west when talking about the aftermath, and would not answer positively at all.

Zheng Zhilong was not worried about Wang Zheng's hands at all at the beginning, so he was not in a hurry, but later, according to people within the Zheng family, none of the four generals of the Shandong Army were in Suzhou City.

Although the Mingwei Chinese army was assembled in Suzhou City, there were only these tens of thousands of soldiers, and the other four battalions did not know where to go.

Hearing this, even people with a big personality noticed that there were ghosts here, so Zheng Zhilong went straight to the point in the morning of the fourth day of the discussion, and once again put forward Zheng's request directly.

The other party's attitude diametrically opposed to the previous few days seemed to be unexpected by the Shandong army, and after a few words of discussion back and forth, Wang Zheng came out with a smile and said:

"Governor Zheng, don't worry, these things can be discussed in the long run, our Shandong army knows that they have made a big mistake this time, and the reason why Governor Zheng deigns to meet is really to apologize."

"Fart, don't you play the procrastination game with Lao Tzu there!" Zheng Zhilong slammed the table, stood up and scolded:

"Wang Zheng, you have to think carefully, think that back then, when your kid was still pushing a wheelbarrow to sell smuggled salt in Dengzhou, Lao Tzu had already led Eighteen Zhi across the coast."

"You have to know what kind of opponent you are provoking, now bow your head and admit your mistakes, it's still too late!"

Wang Zheng's face turned dark, if Zheng Zhilong had listened to this in the past, he might not have felt anything.

But now, after all, his identity is different, no matter what he says, he also holds the most powerful army and horse force in the world, and he is still scolded by others like this, if he doesn't go back to the past and do something, it seems that he is cowardly and can be bullied.

Without waiting to speak, a person walked in with big strides outside the door, Wang Zheng immediately turned happy when he heard this voice, and he didn't need to look back to know who was coming.

He had already ordered that in this case, he could still walk in unimpeded, and that could only be Dong Youyin, the coach in charge of besieging the Zheng family's lair.

Sure enough, Dong Youyin, who was in the dust, bumped all the way, and after coming in, he gave a military salute, leaned over and whispered:

"Master Hou, none of the Zheng family in Anping City are alive."