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"Bang dang!" A large pie with ice slag fell in mid-air, smashing Zhu Dapeng directly to the ground.

The impact of this news on him was even worse than Mr. Su's bad breath. He immediately stiffened his body, stared at a pair of cowbell-like eyes and asked, "Governor of the Left Army, when did I become the Governor of the Left Army?" How I didn't know! ”

"Just in the morning, this morning, you fainted last night when Maitreya leaned over and was so wounded. The villain is under your orders to guard the neighborhood and suppress the rout. Carve out a place of tranquility in the city. Then, according to your arrangement, several workshops were dedicated to Sesame Lee, Manager Li. Manager Li was very happy, and first praised our Dazhitang in public, and gave you this mansion to live in. Soon after, he sent Mao Gui, the former military governor, to visit you with Langzhong. On the spot, he left a notice with the body of the governor of the left army and a gold seal, and said, and said that you should recuperate slowly, and you should not be in a hurry to get up and report to General Manager Li. When the body recovers, just go to the governor's mansion for a while! Mr. Su said as he trotted in front of the cabinet next to the wall, carefully took out a piece of paper and a golden seal from inside, and held them to Zhu Dapeng with both hands.

"Wait, wait! Don't talk too much at once, I need some time! Zhu Dapeng pushed Mr. Su violently, and felt that there was a burst of darkness in front of him.

Sesame Lee's people didn't suspect at all, and they also sent their henchmen to visit him in the future, just when he was unconscious! He also sealed himself as the governor of the left army! Although it was only an official position that was improvised by patting his head, the seal seemed to be carved out of wood with a thin layer of gold lacquer on it. But after all, it is equivalent to officially acknowledging his identity as a general of the rebel army, and even if he wants to calculate the account of "robbing monsters" this morning, it is not easy to turn his face openly!

But what can you do to be the governor of the left army?! If you want to have connections but no connections, if you want prestige but no prestige, as for the war strategy, an otaku who plays games on forums every day in the 21st century, what is he doing reading military books? ! If you want to pretend to be thirteen, you can also read Zhang Ailing, Du Lace and the like, at least you can be a little girl below junior high school.

What's more critical is that in his limited historical knowledge, he can't find the name of Sesame Li. Obviously, this person was either exterminated by the Yuan army, or died early in the fire between the rebels. What is the governor of the left army under his account, I'm afraid the end will not be much better!

If you go to vote for Zhu Yuanzhang?! At least you can mix up with the founding fathers. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and Zhu Dapeng's face showed ecstasy. Then, soon this ecstasy was swallowed up by the cold water that came from **. According to the pitiful "historical knowledge" he got from martial arts novels and stall literature, Zhu Yuanzhang is a master who can't share wealth and wealth. first used a steamed goose to force the founding generalissimo Xu Da to death, and then deceived the other generals to the Qinggong Tower, and bombarded the sky with one shot. To be a little brother for this, what is the better ending than following Sesame Li?! (Note 1)

"Mao, General Mao also said" Seeing that Zhu Dapeng hadn't spoken for a long time, Mr. Su first dodged a few feet away, and then tentatively added.

"Shut up, don't talk about it yet! Answer me first, what is the current era name? Who is the emperor? Zhu Dapeng waved his hand and asked thoughtlessly.

Before Mr. Su could give a specific answer, he opened his mouth again and sighed loudly. What can I do if I know the era name, most of the poor historical knowledge in my head is from martial arts novels. Knowing the name of the year, I don't have the ability to calculate how many years it is A.D. As for who is the emperor, does it make a difference? Can he still be a second Tartar and help the Mengyuan court slaughter the rebels? The problem is that even if you want to be a second Tartar, you have to be willing to accept it from the Mengyuan Imperial Court! There is not a single soldier in his hands, and he has just killed a Semu official, and this situation is in the past, don't you think you have lived a long time?!

"This year's year is the eleventh year of Zhizheng, and the emperor seems to be called Dehuan Timur!" Mr. Su is a natural master, although Zhu Dapeng has lost interest, he still responds dutifully. "As for the side of the Red Turban Army, the side of the Red Turban Army does not seem to have established a country yet, so the year name has not been determined for the time being."

"Oh!" Zhu Dapeng's melancholy was interrupted again, and he nodded tiredly. The Red Turban Army has not yet established a country, and it is estimated that there will be some time before it is exterminated, and there is still a chance for him to escape secretly. ran to the edge of the South China Sea to get a merchant ship all the way south, and it is estimated that Malaysia is still in the barbaric era, enough to hide until the day when Zhu Yuanzhang dominates the world.

was secretly planning a way out, and Mr. Su timidly reminded him in his ears, "Just now, General Mao also said that in addition to this mansion, the southwest of the city, four squares and more than 20 streets and alleys, sesame, no, Mr. Li has returned it to you." The neighborhoods inside are all your people, and you can drive them as you please, as you please! ”

"Such a large piece of land?" Zhu Dapeng was startled, and the dream of smuggling overseas instantly turned into countless pieces and flew out of the window. "Didn't you give it all to Sesame Plum? Why did he give it back?! What do I want to do with such a large piece of land? Why didn't you refuse him then?! ”

The answer is actually obvious, and even without Mr. Su answering, Zhu Dapeng himself can guess it. This piece of land was grabbed by the Maitreya Sect's Great Wisdom Hall taking advantage of the chaos, although Mr. Su took the initiative to dedicate it to Sesame Li on behalf of his own fake hall master. But when it comes to the relationship between the White Lotus Sect and the Maitreya Sect, the status of his own hall master in the Maitreya Sect is much higher than the status of Sesame Li and everyone around him in the White Lotus Sect, so after Sesame Li has made face, he can only return the territory in the name of reward.

"My lord, it's Sesame, it's Manager Li's reward, I, how dare I push it for you!" Mr. Su was far less smart than Zhu Dapeng imagined, flattened his mouth, and responded with a face full of grievances. "Besides, you are now the governor of the left army, and in the future, you will have to pay for raising troops, building ordnance, and recruiting heroes to serve, and I will push the reward for you, where are you going to get money?!"

"I pay for it myself, I, the governor of the left army, don't I get a military salary?" Zhu Dapeng was stunned again, his face full of confusion.

For him to make a mistake at such a critical moment, Mr. Su is already a little numb. Grinning a little, he explained with a smile, "I don't think I've heard of it." In the past, the Great Yuan Dynasty had already stopped paying military salaries, and it was all up to the officials to find their own way. Besides, what's the use of those paper bills! A sack of money can't buy a bucket of rice, and when the firewood burns out of energy, it's too panicked to wipe your buttocks! ”

Obviously, this former archer master has also suffered enough from the court's excessive banknotes, and he is very dissatisfied with this. Zhu Dapeng was amused by his words, and after laughing, he felt a lot more relaxed.

The governor of the left army is the governor of the left army, and he is also an officer, which is better than the big head soldier who charges into battle. Maybe one day, Lao Tzu will really be able to make a piece of his own territory! At that point, the trouble of pretending to be the master of the Maitreya church will be solved. Next, whether it is to buy a boat to go to sea, or to lead the brothers to join Zhu Yuanzhang, it is definitely better than having nothing at the moment.

As an otaku on the soul, it is almost Zhu Dapeng's nature to be at peace with what he encounters in any environment. Soon he thought of the many benefits of being the governor of the left army, and his eyes brightened little by little.

Seeing that the spirit of his proprietor finally lifted up, Mr. Su hurriedly whispered: "In fact, according to Manager Li's original promise, it is already unfair to only give you such a small piece of land. However, you didn't have a close relationship with them before, and now you are a little weak on your heels, so you can only settle for something, and you don't have to fight for anything. ”

"How do you say that, should I take more?" Zhu Dapeng glanced at him vigilantly and asked in a low voice.

Mr. Su really had something to say, lowered his voice, and continued to add, "I heard that the little one, the little one heard that before the soldiers entered Xuzhou, Mr. Li promised a heavy reward to the dead soldiers who mixed into the city. Whoever kills an official goes to him all the property of that official. Although Maha Ma Kongmu is just a small official who does not enter the stream, he is very popular with Lord Daru Huachi, and he knows how to make money. In addition to the big mansion under your feet and the land outside, almost half of the shops in Xuzhou City are his old man's house. In the past, Zhou Yin and Tongzhi, when they saw him, they had to shout Brother Ma! ”

"Wait!" There was too much news at once, and Zhu Dapeng felt that stars began to pop up in front of him, "You mean, I stabbed the number two person in Xuzhou City last night?!" How could an official as big as him go out and deal with me in person?! ”

"It's definitely not by level!" Mr. Su grinned, and a somewhat proud expression actually swelled up on his face, "But in our Great Yuan Dynasty, it is not who has a high level, but who is a strong backer and has a lot of money in his pocket." Although Maha Makongmu is a official, he is a person who is specifically responsible for making money for Lord Daru Huachi, and he has no less than one million silver and copper coins in his hands every year, and he is a Semu person, ranking second in rank. And Nafu Yin, Tongzhi and several judges, but their ancestors are all Han Chinese, in addition to Yulu, they also have to count on a little bit of profit from Ma Kongmu's hands, of course, they don't dare to put on any official shelves! ”

"As for yesterday evening!" Secretly looking at Zhu Dapeng's face, he added in a low voice, "If it weren't for someone else, he wouldn't have gone in person." But you, he has to solve the big case, the iron case! Not only do you have no place to die, but you also have to involve your brother-in-law's entire family. If someone else makes a move, he may not be able to rest assured. ”

"Why bother my brother-in-law? Why? Does my brother-in-law have a grudge against him? The more Zhu Dapeng listened, the more confused he became, frowning and asking.

"Well, this, how can I say it. The little one didn't understand it at the time, but then I thought about it carefully, and I was scared!! Mr. Su patted his chest and looked frightened, "My lord's brother-in-law, Li Xunjian, is also a well-known figure in our Xuzhou." Although he is over half a hundred years old, he still has to give some face in black and white when he says a word. But it was precisely because of his high prestige and righteousness that he committed the taboo of Ma Kong. At last year's birthday banquet for Daru Huachi, he teased the wrestlers around Daru Huachi and wrestled with Ling's brother-in-law. Li inspected no matter how hard his fists and feet were, after all, his age is not forgiving. As a result, his neck was broken by Lux on the spot, and he swallowed his breath before he could be carried home. We all thought it was a mistake, but now that we think about it, I'm afraid that Nalux has already been bought by Mahama. ”

As he spoke, he secretly looked at Zhu Dapeng's face. "So, when Mahamakonmu heard last night that you refused to hand over the knife, he was determined to beat you into a great crime of treason. As a result, he died under your knife in the end, alas, this is also a cycle of heaven, and retribution is not happy! ”

"Alas!" Zhu Dapeng also sighed softly, deep in his heart, there was no happiness of revenge.

First of all, in the scattered memories left by Zhu Laofu, there is only hatred for Li Xunjian, and hatred for the sky. If you know that this person died in the conspiracy of Mahama, it is too late to thank you, how can you think of going to avenge your cheap brother-in-law?

Secondly, as a modern person in soul, in his eyes, Li Inspector is a public servant, but he eats both black and white, and he is definitely not a good bird. And the conflict between this person and Ma Ha Kongmu, seven or eight times out of ten, is that the spoils are unevenly distributed, and the black eats the black, and the death is actually not unjust at all!

Mr. Su didn't know that Zhu Dapeng in front of him had already been replaced by another person. Wuzi poked his head over and flattered him flatteringly: "Ma Kongmu died suddenly, and his wife, concubine, and several daughters were blocked in the courtyard by the rebels. I locked them all up in a small building in the back garden. Otherwise, after dinner, I'll have someone tie them all up in your room!"

Note 1: The killing of Xu Da by the steamed goose and the burning of the Qinggong Building are not historical facts. The protagonist Zhu Dapeng's history teacher died early, so don't worry about him.

ps: This chapter is more complete, it should be enough for 30,000 words. More than 30,000 words in three days, which is unprecedented for alcoholics. It's not that the drunkard's hand has improved, but he really spends 1o hours a day on the codeword. Although it was hard work, every time he saw the eager expectations of readers and friends, the drunkard shook his sour arm and continued to work. Robbing a flower, Zhu Dapeng shouted!