7-53 The South Factory spy in action
Hong Chengchou's guards and honor guards are as many as 200 people, he is not only the secretary of the military department, but also the banner owner of the Han inlaid yellow flag, the identity is very respectful, it is very common to bring more guards, that is, when he arrives in the Forbidden City, he has the qualification to ride a horse, there are few pedestrians in the early morning, the team walks quietly, and can only hear the sound of neat footsteps and the barking of dogs in the distance.
Eight sedan chair walked very smoothly, Hong Chengchou sat in the sedan chair steadily, thinking about how to deal with it in the court, a wave of air suddenly surged from the bottom of the sedan chair, lifting him high in the air, the small stone bridge turned into countless sharp small fragments under the action of explosives, and flew towards the guard soldiers.
The city of Beijing was not a battlefield, so the guards only wore uniforms, no armor, the weather in June was hot, the clothes were thin, where could they withstand the sharp gravel blows, after the loud noise, wailing everywhere, hundreds of soldiers rolled on the ground in pain, and more than a dozen people were lying on the ground with their heads broken and bleeding, motionless, as if they had died, the survivors drew their swords, howled sharply, some went to amend the wounded, and some went to search for the assassins.
Zhong Shouyong looked at the green sedan chair full of holes, patted his palm, and said, "The wind is tight." He retreated with a group of men, and before leaving, he didn't forget to sprinkle some medicine powder configured by Da Wenxi to prevent hunting dog tracking.
A quarter of an hour later, in the back house of the Admiral of the Nine Gates, several military attachés on duty at night ran over with their sabers and panted and said to the Admiral's Goshha: "Quickly spread the word that the Admiral's military department Hong Shangshu has been assassinated!" Goshha didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly knocked on the door of the Admiral's bedroom, but after knocking for a long time there was no movement, it stands to reason that at this time, the Lord should get up and practice the sword, and the alert Goshha smelled a strange smell, and quickly kicked open the door and rushed in, only to see the Admiral lying on the bed, with a dagger inserted in his chest, and four hideous characters written in blood on the wall
"Blood for blood" Nine Men Admiral is responsible for the security of the capital of the important officials, this position has always been held by the banner people, the current Admiral is the person with the yellow flag, in this position for many years, killed a lot of Han people, he has strong martial arts, very vigilant, when sleeping, Hou always pressed the short knife under the pillow, and the guards of the Admiral's Mansion are very strict, but now he was quietly killed in bed, how to make people not creepy.
At the same time, Shuntian Mansion Yin woke up and suddenly smelled a strong smell of blood in the bedroom, propped up his arm, and saw a cloud of flesh and blood on the small round table, immediately frightened him, and shouted that the family rushed to the scene when they heard the news, and now on the table was Lord Yin's pet dog that had been disemboweled, and a letter was pressed under the body of the dead dog, which was very short and only one sentence: Be a Manchu lackey again, this is your fate!
Lord Fu Yin is Hanchen, and he shuddered, read the threatening letter several times, and finally asked his family not to reveal a word.
Wang Tianshun, the commander of the Jingshi infantry army, the commander of the Yamen back house, got up from the bed of the concubine with satisfaction, Wang is forty-five years old this year, has been under his knees, and has no children, and people say that he has done too many sins to suffer this retribution, it is no wonder that the commander of the infantry army is an official position that offends people, suppresses the common people, and searches for the so-called rebellious party, and these Han troops always act as the vanguard.
I was poked in the back by the people of the capital, and I don't know how many times I was scolded. Wang Tianshun ate fasting and chanted Buddha every three or five days to Tanzhe Temple to burn incense, and finally one day his sixth concubine's stomach moved, and in October she conceived and gave birth to a son, not only a boy, but also with a sound asshole, which made Wang Tianshun excited for many days can not sleep, just the child's full moon wine on hundreds of tables, that is really in the palm of the hand, afraid of touching it, put it in the mouth, afraid of melting, almost fifty years before this son, and the only seedling of the Wang family, of course, is very rare.
After Commander Wang got up, the first thing he did was to ask the nurse to bring the child over, and he could feel at ease when he heard the child cry twice, but this time the nurse kept coming, Wang Tianshun was in a hurry, and he put on his clothes to see that he saw a few nurses and maids, who were sweating profusely looking for something.
"What are you looking for?" Wang Tianshun furrowed his brows and asked. A wet nurse finally couldn't stand the psychological pressure and knelt down and howled: "The old master and the young master are lost!" ”
"What! You repeat! Wang Tianshun suddenly felt dizzy, the whole world seemed to have changed, as the commander of the infantry army, he naturally knew that no one dared to come to his house to steal the child, and the security of the capital was not so bad that the child was lost, there must be some big conspiracy against him.
Sure enough, a letter placed in swaddling clothes was finally shown to Wang Tianshun by the old mother, who was illiterate, and Wang Tianshun read ten lines at a glance, spit blood in his mouth, and sat on the ground with tears in his eyes: "What is this called me?" ************************, the Huotou Army in charge of cooking in the Fengtai battalion was humming a small tune while peeling onions and garlic, and the cauldron next to him was full of porridge, enough for hundreds of people to eat, and when Huotou Jun heard the sound of the pot boiling, he pulled out two firewood under the stove, scooped a spoonful of porridge himself, and drank it first, and just after he got out of his stomach, he screamed in pain, just when the star officer took a few soldiers to pass by, and the Huotou Army was rolling all over the ground and hurriedly came to help, but before they could hold people down, the Huotou Army rolled his eyes and died。
The officer on duty looked at the empty bowl on the stove and ordered a dog to bring out the porridge for the dog to eat, and sure enough, it was enough to eat the porridge and die.
"Hurry up and review where this batch of rice was bought from the market, and report this matter to the Military Aircraft Department!" The battalion officers did not dare to slack off, and made arrangements in a hurry, and the whole camp was noisy, and they did not dare to eat anything, and they did not even dare to drink well water.
A handsome young man in the Qianqing Palace in the Forbidden City was thundering: "It's all rice buckets!" Rubbish! What do you do with the difference? Such a vicious case could be born at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and the dignified military department Shangshu was seriously injured by a bomb on the way to the court, and the Admiral of Jiumen was killed in his sleep, which is worth it! Do you have to wait for the thief to take off my head one night before you can cheer up? "This is Emperor Kangxi, who has just dispersed the dynasty, in order to avoid causing bad influences, these two things were reported to him by the Military Aircraft Department after he retreated from the dynasty, how can Kangxi not be angry, and now he is angrily scolding the officials of the Military Aircraft Department, and the people below are all kneeling on the ground, and no one dares to speak out.
"Why is the emperor so hot?" With a crisp question, a girl in palace clothes walked into the Qianqing Palace.
"Sister Su Ma is here, alas, it's not for this gang of waste, but to let thieves sneak into the capital to commit crimes and commit crimes, if I don't beat them, I'm afraid there will be worse cases in the future." The young man was obviously in a better mood when he saw Aunt Su Mala appear.
"Actually, we can't blame them all, this time our opponent is extraordinary, it is the Nanchang Admiral of the Southern Dynasty who personally stepped out, and it is definitely not to be underestimated." Su Malagu said solemnly.
"Oh, it's Liu Ziguang, who was angry with his father and captured the emperor's uncle?" Kangxi's face changed from anger to solemnity: "It turned out to be him!" I have a feud with him, since he dares to come to Beijing, let him have no return, right, Sister Su, do you have any countermeasures? ”
"Of course, I and the emperor thought, come to an urn to catch turtles, let him get in and out, and stay in Beijing forever, except for this person, it is equivalent to beheading the right hand of the Emperor of the Ming Kingdom, and our chances of winning the southern expedition are one point greater." Sumara replied.
"I know that my sister must have a way, so I will leave this matter to you, and the Admiral of the Nine Gates and the people of Shuntianfu will be handed over to you for dispatch. I must break Liu Ziguang's body into thousands of pieces to relieve the hatred in my heart! The little emperor gritted his teeth and said that he was only thirteen years old this year, and he was already as tall as an adult, and he looked like his titular imperial uncle and grandfather, but in fact he was his own grandfather.
"Your Majesty, please rest assured, we have already mastered some clues, and it won't take long to catch them all, and it is not a matter of the emperor to kill or scrape them when the time comes. "****************************************************************** to say a little light, I remember that in 1986, when the domestic large-scale commemoration of the 1o anniversary of the Tangshan earthquake, the TV and newspapers reported a lot of things of that year, a small detail left a deep impression on me, someone was crushed in the rubble for several days, and what kept him alive was the footwashing water that he didn't have time to pour out the night before, so since then I have developed the habit of not pouring the footwashing water that night, just in case of a disaster, there is life-saving water to drink, in fact, it's ridiculous to think aboutIf you want to save your life, just put two bottles of water at the bedside, why leave that unhygienic and unnutritious foot washing water?