Chapter Seventy-Six: Fan Wencheng and Mao Wenlong
In the city of Beijing, the atmosphere was a lot tense for a while, and the entire court knew that something had happened, and it was not a trivial matter. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć infoSome places were affected, some places had a mutiny, and Shaanxi had a civil uprising.
In the palace, Emperor Chongzhen looked at Lu Xiangsheng standing in front of him and nodded with satisfaction.
Calm and heroic, sharp, very good, is what he wants to see, after looking at Lu Xiangsheng, Emperor Chongzhen said with a smile: "When Aiqing came to the palace today, she still looked so serious, what's wrong?" Is there something big going on? ā
Lu Xiangsheng looked at Emperor Chongzhen, picked up his clothes and knelt on the ground: "Raising soldiers for a thousand days, used for a while, the emperor raised military salaries for the new army, reduced food and clothing, and worked hard to make ordnance, now that the situation in Shaanxi is erosive, it is time for the new army to contribute to the emperor!" ā
Is this a battle? Emperor Chongzhen looked at Lu Xiangsheng, and immediately understood in his heart.
After thinking about it, Emperor Chongzhen looked at Lu Xiangsheng and said: "Aiqing, raising soldiers for a thousand days is very reasonable, but I still know one sentence, that is, good steel must be used on the blade." If the new army that I have worked so hard to build is sent to Shaanxi to suppress bandits, wouldn't it be overkill? ā
"What does the emperor mean?" Lu Xiangsheng looked at Emperor Chongzhen, could it be that the emperor wants to start a war against the Tartars?
"Go back and recharge your energy, rest assured, if you fight, I'm afraid that in the end, you will get bored of fighting!" Emperor Chongzhen looked at Lu Xiangsheng and waved his hand with a smile.
Although Lu Xiangsheng was unwilling, Emperor Chongzhen said this, and he knew that he had no way to argue.
Looking at Lu Xiangsheng's back, the smile on Emperor Chongzhen's face slowly converged, and he turned his gaze to the map of Liaodong on the side. At this moment, Emperor Chongzhen is waiting, waiting for Liaodong's moves, and waiting for Huang Taiji to make a move.
"Don't let me down!" Emperor Chongzhen set his eyes on a key point in Liaodong, Mao Wenlong's Dongjiang Town, and muttered to himself.
Mao Wenlong was born in Zhongxiao Lane, Qiantang County, Hangzhou, Zhejiang, and his grandfather Mao Yushan originally operated official salt in Shanxi, and later moved his family to Hangzhou due to business needs. His father, Mao Wei, abandoned business and followed Confucianism, paid donations as a prisoner, and married his wife Shen. The Shen family is a prominent family in Hangzhou, and is known as "Hangzhou A family, with Shen as the most".
The official residence of the left governor hung up the general's seal, gave Shang Fang the sword, and set up a military town on Phi Island like the mainland.
Phi Dao is also called Dongjiang, in the sea along the coast of Deng and Lai, the total length is 80 li, no vegetation grows, away from the coast, close to the north shore, the north shore and the Houjin World are only 80 miles away from the sea, and his northeast sea belongs to Korea.
In the Dongjiang Marshal's Mansion, Mao Wenlong sat diagonally on the handsome seat, listening to the reports of his subordinates expressionlessly.
"Dashuai, this month, the merchant ships from Jiangnan encountered a sea breeze and lost three!" His subordinates looked at Mao Wenlong and said in a deep voice: "Our goods are also ready, they are all good ginseng and leather goods!" ā
Mao Wenlong picked his eyelids and said lightly: "You can call these little things, does my uncle have anything else to explain?" ā
"Lord Shen didn't say anything else, but the marshal paid attention to the military salary, and someone on Denglai's side is talking about the marshal's military salary." The subordinates looked at Mao Wenlong and said cautiously.
Waving his hand, Mao Wenlong said nonchalantly: "At this time, the imperial court will not move me, North Korea is lost, and now only our people can threaten Shenyang." The court moved me, who gave them a war here? A bunch of rotten people, don't bother with them. ā
Mao Wenlong's uncle is named Shen Guangzuo, a famous eunuch in Hangzhou, a member of the Wanli Yimo Branch, and the current political envoy of Shandong.
As for the smuggling business, Mao Wenlong did not do it on the first day, and his goods were all from Jiangnan. Of course, some of him was also transported to Jiangnan, and it was all the leather goods he got and so on. Among the things sent by Jiangnan, iron grain and salt have always been the most profitable.
"That's what the big marshal said!" His subordinates did not dare to oppose Mao Wenlong's words, after all, Mao Wenlong had a lot of power in the Dongjiang River.
At that time, Mao Wenlong occupied the Dongjiang River with 200 people, and it has grown to tens of thousands of people today, among which fish and dragons are mixed. A large number of water bandits and pirates are in Mao Wenlong's team, and these people follow Mao Wenlong, precisely because there are many benefits here, and the oil and water are thick.
With the Ming Dynasty behind him, the geographical location is still very important, and his soldiers are strong, Mao Wenlong feels that his position is definitely as stable as Mount Tai.
"Dashuai, there is a Mr. Fan from North Korea who wants to see you, and it is said that he has a big business to discuss with Dashuai!" The subordinate thought about it, remembered one more thing, and spoke.
Big business? Mr. Fan? Mao Wenlong raised his eyebrows, in his own place, those who do business say that he is a North Korean and a widow. However, since it is a business, Mao Wenlong naturally does not refuse to come, and if there is a big business coming to the door, it is naturally possible to talk.
"Then let's see, where are the people?" Mao Wenlong thought about it and said without the slightest hesitation.
"People are out there!" The subordinate nodded, turned and walked outside.
After a short time, a young man walked in from outside, wearing a gray fur coat and wearing a fine Jiangnan light silk surface, this kind of thing is rare in Liaodong, obviously the other party is a very rich person.
"In Xia Fan Wencheng, I have seen Mao Dashuai!" He bowed lightly to Fan Wencheng and said with a light smile on his face.
"It turned out to be Mr. Fan, come here, give me a seat!" Mao Wenlong nodded, looked at Fan Wencheng, and said with a smile: "Listen to Mr. Fan's accent, Han Chinese?" ā
Fan Wencheng nodded: "Handsome and wise, he is indeed Han below, to be exact, he is from Shenyang!" ā
Mao Wenlong squinted his eyes, waved his hand and said: "Since you are here, then what do you have to say directly, talk to Ben Shuai about business, it depends on whether your capital is enough, as long as you can come up with enough capital, Ben Shuai is very welcome." ā
"The capital is sufficient, as long as Dashuai has what we want, we will definitely give Dashuai a satisfactory price!" Fan Wencheng smiled and said indifferently.
"So refreshing? Ben Shuai's appetite is huge! Mao Wenlong sat up straight, stared at Fan Wencheng, and said in a cold tone.
Fan Wencheng didn't care at all, and looked like he was in his chest: "No matter how much appetite the handsome has, we can also help the handsome fill!" But Dashuai, what we ask for is very rare, I don't know if Dashuai can get it? ā
"Tell me about it!" Mao Wenlong didn't seem to be agitated, and leaned back again, and his tone returned to the way he had just been.
"We hope that the marshal will not move in the next three months, as long as the marshal does not send troops, the conditions will be left to you!" Fan Wencheng squinted his eyes and said lightly, but what he said made the temperature in the entire hall plummet.
Mao Wenlong suddenly laughed, stretched out his hand and slapped the table a few times: "I thought you were here to persuade you to surrender, why don't you just let me surrender to you?" How many benefits Huang Taiji has prepared for me, you say come and listen, Ben Shuai is really curious! ā
Fan Wencheng didn't care at all about Mao Wenlong's identity seeing through his identity, but just smiled lightly and said, "Surrender? No, no, we never thought of making Mao Shuai surrender. ā
"Who is Mao Shuai? When he is a hero, standing on the Dongjiang River, mighty Jiliao, my Khan can be said to have been a god for a long time. The Great Khan of my family's evaluation of the Great Shuai is: the overlord of troubled times. If the Great Shuai is willing, the Great Khan of my family is willing to form an alliance with Mao Shuai, and it is good to form an alliance forever and not invade each other! ā
Mao Wenlong smiled even more, stretched out his hand and gestured: "What is Dongjiang?" An island, an island! ā
"Without the supply of the imperial court, there is no way to hold on here, I break with the imperial court, and I am not at your mercy when the time comes? You guys are playing this abacus so well, why should you form an alliance forever, what are you doing to me Mao Wenlong? Speaking of this, Mao Wenlong took the case.
Fan Wencheng was still the old god, ignoring the soldiers who rushed in outside, as if the unsheathed sword was not aimed at him.
"Mao Shuai, Fan is here to talk about business this time, the business is not benevolent, even if the two countries fight each other, they will not kill it, is Mao Shuai going to split Fan's body into chaos?" Fan Wencheng looked at Mao Wenlong: "Fan Moujie is a nobody, if he dies, he will die, handsome, you don't shoot and be laughed at?" ā
"Once this news spreads, will anyone dare to do business with Dashuai?"
With his eyebrows raised, Mao Wenlong waved his hand and motioned for his subordinates to retreat: "With your courage and talent, you don't look like a nobody!" ā
"It doesn't matter who Fan is, what matters is the question just now!" Fan Wencheng looked at Mao Wenlong and said with a smile: "If the Great Shuai is willing to agree, our Great Khan is willing to give up North Korea and hand over North Korea to the Great Shuai." ā
"With the ability of the big handsome, it's not a problem to sit as the regent of North Korea, or even the king of North Korea, as long as you like it. When the time comes, the marshal will sit on the Dongjiang River and North Korea, and his power will inevitably increase greatly, and he still needs to look at the eyes of the Ming court? North Korea has more access to the sea, whether it is building warships or training sailors, isn't it all twice the result with half the effort? ā
Now Mao Wenlong was really suppressed and handed over North Korea to himself? Are they really willing to spend so much money?
Mao Wenlong was moved, although he was not ready to surrender, but holding North Korea in his hands would be of obvious benefit to him! North Korea's land and North Korea's manpower can all be used by themselves, and then they will not be able to become bigger and stronger?
Once you become the regent of North Korea, or simply sit as the emperor of North Korea, then you can also rule the world.
Looking at Mao Wenlong's appearance, Fan Wencheng showed a smile on his face, such a big pie smashed down, are you afraid that Mao Wenlong will not take the bait?
"This matter has to be thought about, after all, the stakes are high!" After a while, Mao Wenlong finally came back to his senses, took a deep look at Fan Wencheng, and said, "I hope you don't play tricks, otherwise you won't have your good fruit to eat." ā
"Mao Shuai, we have a proposal, if Mao Shuai does not use troops in the next three months, we will give Mao Shuai a road from North Korea near the Dongjiang River to show the sincerity of our Great Khan!" Fan Wencheng turned a blind eye to Mao Wenlong's threat, and instead threw out another bait.
Mao Wenlong didn't speak, but Fan Wencheng retreated and left the Dashuai's Mansion with people.
Inside the Marshal's Mansion, Mao Wenlong was pacing in the hall, and he couldn't make up his mind for a while.
North Korea is so fat, this piece of fat is sent to its mouth, to eat it or not to eat it? But for Huang Taiji, Mao Wenlong is really not at ease, it is really a dilemma. Mao Wenlong has long felt unhappy with Governor Denglai's containment of him.
Standing in the chicken coop and doing business in Southeast Asia, the last time I heard people from Jiangnan say, no one was restrained, and they said the same.
Mao Wenlong also moved this thought, although he was seeking skin with the tiger, but this tiger skin was too valuable.
"Someone's coming!" Mao Wenlong thought for a while and said loudly: "Go and find Chen Jisheng Shang Kexi and Geng Zhongming, Ben Shuai has something important to discuss with them!" ā
On the way back, Fan Wencheng kept a faint smile on his face, and after returning to his residence, the smile slowly put away. A person walked up to him, looked at Fan Wencheng with great concern, and was relieved to see that Fan Wencheng was fine.
"Hasson, what are you looking at me like that?" Fan Wencheng looked at the young man in his twenties in front of him, and said while taking off the big hat on his body.
Ha Sheng hurriedly took Da Yu over and said, "Ha Sheng is just worried about Mr., and I am happy to see that Mr. has returned safely." Harson didn't understand Mr.'s big things, but Harson felt that it was really unwise for Mr. to risk his life so much. ā
"What should you do?" Fan Wencheng was in a good mood, looked at Ha Sheng and said.
"Just send someone to assassinate Mao Wenlong!" Ha Sheng said with a firm gaze: "As long as Mao Wenlong is dead, everything will be over!" ā
Glancing at Ha Sheng, Fan Wencheng's expression also became serious, he shook his head and said, "How can there be such an easy thing, okay, don't think about this mess." Have you done everything so that you can do it? You're the key! ā
"Don't worry, sir, it's all done, I've already contacted our people!" Harson nodded and spoke.
Fan Wencheng pondered for a moment, reached out and took the letter paper in Ha Sheng's hand, only to see four words clearly written on it: Three quarters of the hour!
Lighting the note and looking at the jumping flames, Fan Wencheng's cousin looked slightly hideous. When the flames were extinguished and the ashes were thrown into the brazier, Fan Wencheng seemed to have returned to his original appearance, leaning back on the chair, gently closing his eyes, and began to think about things.
After a short time, Fan Wencheng slowly opened his eyes, looked in the direction of Shenyang, and breathed a sigh of relief: "Sweat, be resolute!" ā
Dashuai Mansion, the three people invited by Mao Wenlong have arrived, these three people are Mao Wenlong's henchmen, and they are also partial generals on Dongjiang Island, with high power, this matter must be done through the three of them, otherwise it will not be done.