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Laizhou Prefecture.

Although the summer has passed, the climate is still a little hot. In the gazebo in the back garden, the prefect was still lying on a rattan chair as in the past, enjoying the massage of the eighteen-year-old young concubine. A few months have passed, and there seems to be some gray hair on the prefect's head. The expression is also much haggard than before.

There is no way, the income of the salt works in Laizhou Bay is getting less and less. Without income and filial piety, Lord Shousuke's side has already reacted. Next year will be another three-year inspection period, and I'm afraid that this pass, with Lord Shousuke, will definitely not be able to pass. Who doesn't know that Tobe Shoshu is a dog of Shousuke-sama? As long as Shousuke-sama has a look, Shangshu-sama will bark actively. Not to mention promotion, it is impossible to keep this prefect position.

It's hard!

It's so hard!

All of this is that damn Zhang Zhun!

Riot is riot, what kind of refined salt are you doing! Now the private salt in Shandong can't be sold for a few dollars, but the sales of refined salt produced there are getting better and better. You say that those big families are also sick, can't you use coarse salt instead of refined salt? Why does it have to be refined salt? Every time I think of the refined salt produced in Fushan City, the prefect's eyes turn green, it is a golden cornucopia!

As long as you get it, Shousuke-sama will definitely be able to pass the level easily. There will definitely be no problem in keeping the prefect's throne, and maybe you can even mention it up. Even if you don't mention it, it's good to leave the ghost place of Shandong and go to Jiangnan to work. Here in Shandong, natural disasters [***] continue, after all, there will be big changes, or the safety of the Jiangnan side!

Thinking of Zhang Zhun from Fushan Institute, Sun Zhiqi felt that his mood was becoming more and more irritable. The main thing is the information fed back from Tian Hengdao, which makes Sun Zhiqi a little unhappy. The people he sent had already connected with Shubru. However, Shubulu is also an old fox and did not give a clear answer.

"These lowly ......"

Sun Zhiqi thought a little stupidly.

The Ming Dynasty was in the hands of the Liaodong Tartars, and I didn't know how much loss it had suffered, and I didn't know how much manpower, material and financial resources it had buried, and there was no way to make up for it, so I could only live a verbal life. The whole court called the Later Jin regime very distinctively, such as Dongyu, Jianlu, Tatar, Savage, etc. There is a joke that after the founding of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, many people were arranged just to revise these titles in the historical materials of the Ming Dynasty. As a result, there are still misses.

"My lord, the other party said ......"

The subordinates who came back from Tian Hengdao obviously understood that their trip did not meet the requirements of the prefect, and when they reported it, they naturally had to swallow and vomit. Afraid that the prefect would be unhappy, he ordered himself to be pulled outside to play a few boards. Because, everyone knows that since the fiasco of Baishahe, the temper of the prefect has become very bad, and he beats and scolds his subordinates at every turn. In the past few months, the fingers and toes of the people who have been boarded for no reason cannot be counted.

"What did the other party say?"

Sun Zhiqi tried hard to suppress the irritability in his heart, and said with a frown.

After all, he has also experienced some ups and downs, and he knows very well that he is asking for help now. Since the loss of Yanding, he himself has no armed forces that he can directly command. I want to rebuild Yanding, but I don't have the money. Without Yanding, Li Chengdong, the Laizhou garrison, doesn't seem to have the same respect for himself as before. As for the commanders of Aoshanwei, as well as the commanders of Laizhouwei and Lingshanwei, they all seem to have a little bit of that for themselves...... My lord, you are the people, we are the army, and we are not subordinate to each other!

"The other party means to live in Fushan City for a long time......"

The subordinate observed Sun Zhiqi's face and said cautiously.

"Impossible!"

Sun Zhiqi became furious.

Because of his own lack of strength, he had to cooperate secretly with the Tartars. What he wants is for the Tartars to expel Zhang Zhun and others, and it is best to kill Zhang Zhun and his subordinates. However, it is impossible for the Tartars to live permanently in Fushan City. Fushan City is different from Tianheng Island, and there are many people who pay attention. If the Tartars occupy Fushan City, he, the prefect, will lose his teacher and lose his land, and the pressure on him, the prefect of Laizhou Prefecture, will be even greater.

In the past, there were only a few hundred Tartars on Tianheng Island, and Sun Zhiqi expected that they would rob and loot and not do anything big, so he didn't bother to deal with it. Anyway, that was a problem left over from the previous prefect, and it had been less than half a year since he took over, so it didn't have much to do with him. However, if the Tartar stays in Fushan City, it is his responsibility. This is absolutely unacceptable. Besides, if the Tartars occupy Fushan City, wouldn't it be equivalent to robbing the refined salt business, and wouldn't he, the prefect, steal chickens and rice?

Of course, the Tartars occupied Fushan City, and relatively speaking, the trouble for the guard was greater. After all, Fushan City is the jurisdiction of the Wei Institute and is under the direct jurisdiction of Ao Shanwei. Fushan City was occupied by the Tartars, and the first person to lose his head must be Zhao Yinying, the commander of Aoshanwei. Since Zhao Yinying is inseparable from himself, let him grow another bag on his head. Tartars appeared in Fushan City, and it was up to him, the commander of the Aoshan Guard, to face it.

"Did the other party say how many people were dispatched?"

After Sun Zhiqi became angry, he slowly calmed down and asked in a deep voice.

"The other party said that Fushan City can definitely be razed to the ground!"

The subordinate replied in a low voice.

"He didn't say how many people were dispatched?"

Sun Zhiqi's brows furrowed, his face full of suspicion.

Those Tartars can't be the same scruples about the force of Fushan City, they are perfunctory to him, right? It stands to reason that the Tartars shouldn't know the combat strength of the Fushan City Guards? Could it be that the Tartars are also afraid of death?

The other party said...... Leave the war alone...... Do you know how to fight? ”

The subordinates replied in a slurred voice, so low that only Sun Zhiqi could hear it.

Sun Zhiqi's face was even more ugly.

The Tartars are giving them a look in the face.

Do you know how to fight?

This is a naked slap in the face!

They were all those damned military attachés, none of whom had a good reputation, and were beaten by the Tartars on the Liaodong front and had no power to fight back, and they were also crossed by Huang Taiji with a group of Tartars and besieged the Jingshi, which made His Majesty the Emperor embarrassed. Hundreds of thousands of Ming troops gathered around the Jingshi, stunned that there was no way to wipe out less than 20,000 Tartars, it was really humiliating. The result is obvious, a group of unpopular Tartars, a group of Tartars who have been driven out of Liaodong, a group of Tartars with only a few hundred people, dare to speak like this to a dignified four-grade prefect......

"My lord, my lord, oh no! Oh no! ”

Sun Zhiqi was about to speak, when suddenly, a frightened cry came from outside. Immediately after, a subordinate ran in in a panic, also under his heart. This guy is usually quite calm, why was he scared like this? What happened?

Sun Zhiqi Huo Ran stood up and scolded majestically: "What are you panicking about? ”

The subordinate was out of breath and stammered: "Master, master, the Tartars have come in!" The Tartars are in! ”

Sun Zhiqi was taken aback, his body went limp, and he lay down in the rattan chair. As a result, his strength was too strong, and the rattan chair couldn't bear it, and it fell apart all at once. Sun Zhiqi naturally rolled to the ground, and his body twisted into the shape of a twisted flower. The concubine next to the rattan chair couldn't dodge and was also pulled to the ground. The skirt is torn, and the spring is shining.

The people next to him were taken aback, and hurriedly came up to help the prefect and Mrs. Ru up. The poor prefect, ignoring his embarrassment, said incoherently: "Shubru? Where is he? I'm going to talk to him! ”

Hearing the word Tartar, the prefect's first reaction was that the Tartar of Tianheng Island had been killed. That Shubru, turned his face. These damn tartars! I don't know how to deal with those wastes in Shandong Dusi, and I can't even clean up the tartars of hundreds of people! What a bunch of waste for nothing!

Fortunately, the subordinate explained: "My lord, it's not the Tartar from Tianheng Island, it's the Tartar outside the Guan!" The Tartars crossed the Great Wall and went south, and Datong and Xuanfu were in a hurry! Jingshi has been placed under martial law! The emperor ordered that all parts of Henan and Shandong should immediately send troops to serve the king! The official document will be coming soon! ”

Sun Zhiqi was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

Great Wall?

Datong?

Xuanfu?

North?

He rolled his eyes, looked at his subordinates in front of him in a daze, and finally turned around completely in one breath. It turned out that it wasn't the Tartar of Tayokoshima! Are you trying to scare your own officer to death? He immediately straightened up and scolded angrily: "Bastard! The Tartars came in from the north, what does it have to do with us? Look at you like this! Come on, drag it down and hit the 20th board! ”

The subordinate who reported the news was stunned.

Yes? I ran back to report the news tiredly, and I got such treatment? He didn't expect that his information would cause much trouble to the prefect. The prefect almost peed his pants, do you think this problem is serious? The poor subordinate wanted to say something, but the official next to him dragged him out without saying anything. A moment later, the sound of a spanking was heard.

Sun Zhiqi listened to the sound of popping outside, and his heart finally calmed down. Originally, he was a little worried that the Tartars' attack on Fushan City would cause any reaction. After all, he took advantage of not someone else, but the Tartars. This matter, if exposed, is still somewhat risky. Now it seems that this hidden danger is gone.

The Tartars came in from the north, and the Tartars in other places had some small movements, which was normal! I just don't know where the Tartars in the north are going to rob? Shanxi? North Naoli? These damn prisoners, who only robbed them once a few years ago, are coming again so soon, what a bottomless pit! Will they grab Shandong?

"It seems that we have to be transferred to Jiangnan as soon as possible!"

Sun Zhiqi was full of excitement and repeatedly admonished himself.

Shandong can't stay for a long time, and going to Jiangnan as soon as possible is the right way.

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