Zheng Shark turned his face away and ignored it at all, but the shopkeeper Zheng on the side sneered coldly:

"Mother Wu's face, we can't afford it, the face of the marquis is still bigger in Nanjing......"

Zheng Shark coldly drank "shut up" in the Fujian dialect, the room suddenly quieted down, Wu's mother regretted in her heart, even if she could get out safely this time, this Zheng family is also a big man on the sea, the rivers and lakes are very wide, and it costs a lot of silver to ask someone to intercede, this little marquis is really a troublesome seed.

Outside, there is a surrounding, but Li Meng can only observe the movement below from the upstairs, and also arrange for his subordinates to deal with it, he concentrates all the people with firearms near Meilou, and the rest of the people are defending on the periphery, if the other party rushes in, in such a narrow range, he will definitely be hit head-on by the firecracker.

"Let go of our little marquis, I can spare you from dying, you thief, the gate of Nanjing City will be closed, and then it will be a turtle in the urn to catch turtles......"

Before he finished shouting, he was interrupted by the screams of the little marquis who killed pigs, and heard him shouting like crazy there:

"Bastard thing, bastard thing, get out of here, get out of here."

His voice was already hoarse, and it sounded quite miserable, but in the ears of Li Meng and the guards around him, he felt very happy.

Feng Zhong is naturally getting more and more anxious, the little Hou Ye has three long and two short, and the Hou Ye's anger will inevitably vent on his body, and he really can't afford to bear it, but in this situation, the people he sent to the high places can also see the situation in the courtyard clearly, and there are so many people on the other side with firearms.

And looking at the ability of the opponent's manpower, it seems that he is also a well-trained elite, even if it is a hard attack, before the opponent kills someone, he can't rush through it at all.

The current method seems to be all that is left to shout at each other, and the next procedure is quite boring. Feng Zhong's side even shouted out the clichés of the court's righteousness and loyalty to the country, what he said was nothing more than to let Li Meng release people, Li Meng's side is naturally not stupid, as long as it is annoying to say it there, let the little marquis shout a few times.

After coming and going, half an hour passed, and those idlers nearby who watched the excitement were extremely bored, and they actually dispersed a lot, which was also a strange thing.

Quarrel and quarrel. More than a dozen generals of the Feng family got together to discuss again, no one was willing to take this responsibility, this was inevitable, and suddenly I heard a roaring sound not far away, obviously a large group of people came over, and several people were happy, thinking that it would be good for more than one person to share the responsibility.

"My lord, there are almost four hundred horses coming this way not far away, and there are a large number of foot soldiers, there are too many people. I can't tell the number of people at all! ”

Hearing this report, Li Meng's brows furrowed even tighter, and he was muffled for a while before he spoke:

"Today I am going to kill my brothers in this bastard place."

Several soldiers upstairs were stunned, and then they all blushed and said loudly: This life was given by adults, and even if the little ones fought for their lives, they had to escort the adults out. ”

Li Meng was moved in his heart and nodded at several subordinates. Then he laughed and said:

"It's okay, our brothers cut this bastard with a thousand knives before they died!"

When these words came out, the little marquis who was lying on the ground like a dead fish suddenly struggled, but his body was tied firmly, and his mouth was stuffed with rags, so he couldn't move, he couldn't speak.

Feng Zhong below looked the same again, thinking that these new soldiers were here to help, but this posture didn't look like it. It's just that this person is still the old yellow collar who left before.

The soldiers of the newcomers did not come close, but were ten paces away, and they looked on full alert, which was not a help at all, but a surroundment. No one dared to slack off on the big matter of the army killing, and this Feng Zhong and several generals naturally mobilized their own soldiers and horses to take some precautions, and they were also panicked in their hearts.

Feng Zhong hurriedly arrived at the entrance of the street, and shouted angrily at the officer:

"Huang Qianhu, what the hell are you going to do!!"

The rest of the language is unspeakable. Looking at the murderous appearance of the other party's people and horses, it didn't look like he was doing private affairs, that Huang Qianhu was no longer the appearance of rushing from the wine table just now, but he was completely covered with clothes and armor, and looked down condescendingly on the horse. Said coldly:

"At the foot of the Imperial City. In Nanjing, your Feng family mobilized troops and horses. The hustle and bustle of the city, but is there still Wang Fa in the eyes? ”

Having said that, these generals of the Feng family suddenly shuddered, and the hat buckled a little too big, but no one took care of this matter, and it wouldn't be taken seriously anyway. But if someone picks out one by one according to the law of the Ming Dynasty, and the person and snobbery are bigger than themselves, it will be a disaster.

"Huang ...... Lord Huang, you can't talk nonsense, our little marquis was kidnapped by gangsters, isn't this being rescued by Zhang Luo......"

"The gangsters hijacked, it is clear that they are jealous of people in the Qinglou Chu Pavilion, conniving at their family members, forcing good people to defend themselves, Zhang Luo saves people, I don't know who gave you the right to transfer troops in Nanjing, can there be a military department, can there be a garrison seal?"

The more he said this, the more he was heartbroken, and Feng Zhong already felt that something was wrong, and he didn't dare to refute it, so he just wiped his cold sweat and said:

"Lord Huang, I'm a little confused, what arrangements do you have here, please tell me."

Calculating, this Feng Zhong's officer class is higher than this Huang Qianhu, but at this time, he completely has the humble attitude of a subordinate, so Huang Qianhu snorted coldly, took out an official document, and said loudly:

"In the peaceful place of Nanjing, it is forbidden to use swords and soldiers without permission to disturb the good people, so I order the coordinated garrison Feng to return to the camp immediately and wait for disposal!"

After speaking, he threw the paperwork in his hand forward, and said in a cold voice:

"The documents of the military department and the town guard yamen, I can see it clearly, it's not Feng who is deceiving people!" Although it was quite rude, Feng Zhong still picked up the document and looked at it carefully, for fear that it was a fake, the more he looked at the cold sweat on his forehead, the more he looked, and Huang Qianhu shouted loudly:

"If you don't disperse, will you really be able to do it, line up, and prepare for battle!"

With this order, the troops around Huang Qianhu took a step forward neatly, and the swords and guns in their hands shouted forward, and the soldiers transferred by the Feng family couldn't help but take a few steps back, and the scene was a little chaotic for a while.

Feng Zhong was still hesitating there, and a companion next to him stepped forward and whispered:

"I can't go, the little marquis is still over there, and I don't know if I'm alive or dead."

Wiping the cold sweat on his head, Feng Zhong raised his head, gritted his teeth and said fiercely in a low voice:

"If you don't leave, the Feng family will be finished, pass the order, let's withdraw, if there is any blame, I will bear it!"

This order was passed down layer by layer, and the soldiers and horses of the Feng Mansion, who were already worried in their hearts, were relieved, and the soldiers and horses around Huang Qianhu were all out of the way for them, and this group of troops who were still aggressive just now had to leave with a disgraced face. When Feng Zhong passed by Huang Qianhu's side, he groaned, but still said:

"Lord Huang, if it is possible, please protect my little marquis, I am grateful."

Huang Qianhu ignored it, but nodded slightly, and Feng Zhong just sighed, hugged his fists on the horse, and then left directly.

First come these soldiers have blocked the intersections everywhere, and those scattered idlers are not allowed to come back, Li Meng looked coldly at the changes below, these soldiers and horses in Nanjing are different from the Ming officers and soldiers he saw in other places, and the style of clothing and armor and weapons is more formal, but it is a little dull, and in his impression, Nanjing City did not have too fierce fighting students when the Jurchen went south, and I really don't know what these soldiers and horses are doing in front of me.

The following soldiers seem to be the first to withdraw, and they are also the most elite and military among all the soldiers below.

Li Meng slowly adjusted his breathing, but left a short knife and a firearm on his body, thinking to himself, it was really time to fight hard. He glanced down at the little marquis, Rao is calm heart, and he couldn't help but smile, thinking that just talking about a thousand cuts, Lao Tzu will try it today.

It had been quiet outside, and the officers and soldiers in Nanjing were silent, and the courtyard was all on alert, but they heard someone knocking on the door in the front yard.

"Bang...... Bang"

Ordinary people call the door like this, nothing unusual, but now there are hundreds of knives and guns inside and outside the front door, who else dares to knock on the door, Li Meng also frowned and looked along the gap, but heard an old man's voice, although it was weak, but it was clear:

"Young Master Nephew, Young Master Nephew, it's me, little Liu Qian!"

Outsiders felt confused when they heard this, but Li Meng's nervous body and mind suddenly relaxed, his expression was still calm, and he got up and walked in front of the little marquis. As soon as the little marquis saw Li Meng walking to him, he was immediately frightened, although his hands and feet were tied, and his mouth was stuffed with rags, his whole body was squirming desperately like a worm, and there was a whining sound from his mouth and nose, wanting to beg Li Meng not to kill him.

When he arrived, Li Meng grinned and kicked Feng Xiaohou Ye in the stomach, and the little Hou Ye's body suddenly bent like a shrimp.

Li Meng walked down the stairs with a smile, and when he walked into the corridor, he laughed loudly, he was full of anger, and the laughter echoed throughout the building, the Zheng family sighed to each other, and the women in the eyebrow floor were trembling with fright, thinking that this person must have lost his mind and gone crazy.