In the grocery store in Night Alley, Liu Ziguang frowned and asked, "Is this plan feasible?" Peng Jingrong nodded and said: "The money we gave him is enough for his children and grandchildren to live a rich life in the capital for three generations, which is better than staying in Temasek, which is a big projectile and being a vassal king, and the multi-phase prince can rest assured, His Royal Highness is a person on the road and knows how to do it." ”

His Royal Highness Alabama, the vassal king of Majia Dora, is now a student in Nanjing, this young prince has always longed for the cultural symmetry of the Celestial Empire, and he is not very interested in it, since he has seen the prosperity of the capital, the beauty of the women of the Celestial Empire, he has been even more lingering, and he is not happy, Liu Ziguang is a kind person, since he occupies other people's countries, he will naturally compensate in other aspects, so His Royal Highness Alabama's daily living expenses, in addition to a part provided by the Imperial Court, are mostly provided by the China Merchants Bureau, spending thousands of dollars every day, and Alabama also knows that the Marquis of Zhenwu takes care of him, so when Peng Jingwei euphemistically asked him to give up the throne, this loser prince was unexpectedlyI agreed to it in one bite.

Peng Jingrong paid His Royal Highness Alabama, 10,000 shares of China Merchants stock, and 1 million taels of silver, and gave him a 200-strong guard, all equipped with the latest firecrackers, promising that no matter what he committed in the Ming Dynasty, Alabama wrote an excerpt according to Peng Jingrong's dictation, specially signed the date as the day before the birth of the little marquis, and then stuffed it into a large number of folds in the Li Fan Yuan and sent it to the palace, this time difference is theoretically feasible, because the documents of the Li Fan Yuan are not very important, and it is normal for the emperor to see them in the evening for a few days.

Peng Jingrong came from Shanghai overnight by train after receiving the telegram, but she didn't expect to encounter such a tricky thing as soon as she came, but fortunately, she was resourceful and quickly came up with a countermeasure to let Alabama give up the throne, which was really a trick, so that the emperor's suspicion had not been put into practice, and the actual actions that were unfavorable to Liu Ziguang would be dissolved invisibly.

"That's all there is to it, but I'll put this account on that gelding, and I'll settle it with him sooner or later." Liu Ziguang said hatefully.

"Bear with it first, Wei Zhongxian is the person next to the emperor, moving him is tantamount to challenging the imperial power, tantamount to rebellion, we have no choice but to use the trick on the side of the Qing monarch. By the way, has there been an investigation on Qin Tianjian's side, who is counting this birthday? Peng Jingrong said.

"How can I tell my child's fortune, but when you say that, it reminds me that this little rabbit cub can't really have that fate, right?" Rao is Liu Ziguang is bold, and he doesn't dare to say the four words of the Ninety-Five.

"Secretly find a few gentlemen to calculate, let people take the eight characters to the field, don't alarm anyone. If every fortune teller said so, then ...... "Peng Jingrong didn't dare to say the latter words, China's thousands of years of feudal rule, the most taboo is this, the right minister, a certain dynasty usurped the throne, not to mention that this child is the nephew of the current emperor, what if it is his own son? What should be destroyed will be destroyed.

Both of them were silent, and at this time, from the depths of the alley, there was a baby's earth-shaking cry, is this little thing really a dragon species? It seems that there will be so many incidents in my life, and it will not be peaceful in the future.

"Master Hou has something to say." A man in civilian clothes came to the door of the grocery store, Liu Ziguang raised his eyes and saw that it was the guards in the palace who had arrived, so he nodded and signaled to him, there was no outsider to tell him here.

"Yesterday, a little eunuch was killed with a rod in the palace, and he was accused of setting fire to the song." After the guard finished speaking, he put on a hat and hurriedly went, and the news was so much that it was burned, and the specific excerpt was unknown, but with the wisdom of Liu Ziguang and Peng Jingrong, he would naturally immediately think of the excerpt of Alabama's Zen throne.

"The dog thing dares to come to this set, he burned it, and he is not afraid that Lao Tzu will turn around and let Alabama write another ...... Not good! Liu Ziguang suddenly jumped up as he spoke: "Alabama is in trouble!" ”

What kind of person is Wei Zhongxian, the chief eunuch of the ceremonial eunuch, who has grown up in the palace since he was a child, and the admiral of Jingdongchang wants to have tricks, there are tricks, how can people and horses do things without a backhand, and the little eunuch can't kill the vassal king? If the king of the Nanyang Domain in a small projectile land is killed, he will kill the one who can't make any waves.

Liu Ziguang guessed right, when he rushed to the Alabama apartment with a group of guards, it was already a sea of fire, the Alabama apartment was built in the Nanyang architectural style, all wood, now it is the end of winter, the climate is dry, easy to catch fire, the yard is burning with a raging fire, the fire is amazing, fortunately, the house is located in the middle of the courtyard and other buildings are not adjacent, so the fire will not spread, and it cannot be saved, those neighbors who carry buckets to fight the fire are far away and watch.

"This fire is really big enough, and the people inside are afraid that they will all burn to death."

"That's for sure, I heard that there is a prince of Nanyang living here."

"Alas, how about the prince, it's not like a handful of ashes are sent back to his hometown to be buried."

At this time, it was late at night, presumably Alabama and his entourage were killed in a dream, and then Dongchang Fanzi set fire to destroy the corpses and destroyed the traces, and Dongchang was still very methodical, and there would definitely be no evidence of arson afterwards, and then again, even if they were found, everyone was dead, what could they do.

The firefighting team of the Five Cities Terracotta Division arrived with a waterwheel and a pump, and began to spray water from a distance, Liu Ziguang looked at the skyrocketing flames for a long time before turning around and leaving.

After going back, Liu Ziguang sat in the grocery store with a gloomy face and didn't speak for a long time, Peng Jingrong looked at his face and knew that Alabama was finished, but there were more bad things than this, and after a long time, Peng Jingrong still took out a telegram from Huguang and handed it to him.

Liu Ziguang took it and looked at it, his heart was full of anger, it turned out that the second investigation team had just arrived in Wuhan, and the mysterious killer burned all the case files, complaints, confessions, and killed several Nanchang Fanzi who were responsible for protecting the safety of the investigation team, it was simply too rampant, too unscrupulous!

The murderer is very sophisticated and did not leave any clues, which is even more depressing, Liu Ziguang has too many enemies, the Donglin Party, Jinyiwei, Dongchang, and the Manchu Military Aircraft Department may have this black hand and was overshadowed, and he can't find an opponent to retaliate, and he can really suffocate people to death.

"What should I do?" Peng Jingrong asked softly.

"Respond to all changes with the same, but our preparations must be enough to come!" Liu Ziguang gave an order, and the generals of the red-shirted group who had already been summoned by Peng Jingrong all pressed their heels together and straightened their chests, although they didn't know what was going on, but one thing was clear, that is, someone was going to be unfavorable to their handsome.

"The Red Shirt Regiment has entered a state of first-class imminent battle, all the guns and artillery preparations of the three bases of ammunition in the Nanchang have all been dispersed to inquire about the news, the students of the Jingshi Lecture Wutang are ready to enter active duty at any time, and the telegram to Qingdao Li Yanshui Bu Yong, fully armed, board the ship, and immediately go south to the gunboats in the Jiangnan Shipyard that are still on sea trials to immediately complete the outfitting and loading into the Yangtze River waterway, as well as the two brigades and Song warships on the riverside, take Zhao Wen's talismans, let them anchor and make fires, and the sailors enter the battle position. In this way, you will be ready to dissolve at my command. ”

After Liu Ziguang finished speaking, everyone's faces became serious, and they all hugged their fists and promised Liu Ziguang to defend the handsome to the death, and then left 6 times.

After the generals left, Liu Ziguang sat down on the chair and hung his head, and Peng Jingrong asked in a low voice: "What are the chances of winning?" ”

"I don't know, the main force of the Red Shirt Regiment is in Qingdao, there are only 1,000 people in the capital, and there are so many women and children, and the students of the martial arts hall are only fifteen or sixteen-year-old children, Nanchang Fanzi spies on intelligence, and it is okay to fight head-on, it is not as good as the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division, the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division were hollowed out by the Donglin Party, Zhong Shouyong can't fully control it, and he can't help all the strength, plus the brigade and Song sailors are only 3,000 troops, and they have to deal with the 100,000 troops of the Beijing camp, 30,000 Jinyi Guards, and thousands of Dongchang fans, what do you say is the chance of winning?"

Listening to Liu Ziguang's words, Peng Jingrong also fell into contemplation, Liu Ziguang never thought of rebelling, but his character and his background determined that he was not the kind of person who was stupid and loyal to the emperor and was willing to be killed, not to mention that other people's butcher knives would be placed on the head of his newborn child, which would inevitably cause a strong backlash against him, really tear his face and kill a big fight, I am afraid that the foundation he has saved over the years will be ruined once this world is still the world of the Zhu family, how much support can he get from the people to rebel? How many local officials are championed? It's all unknown......

Liu Ziguang is just taking precautions, after all, the emperor has not made any unfavorable moves against him, the red shirt regiment system is like an iron plate, loose on the outside and tight on the inside, no one can see that it is common for Wutang to conduct live-fire exercises, so there is no need to worry, because his preparations for war have aroused the emperor's vigilance, all he has to do now is to wait for the emperor's reaction.

The emperor's will arrived at Liu Ziguang's place the next day, and a small eunuch announced Zhu Youxiao's dictation, asking the Marquis of Zhenwu to bring his son into the palace, so that the queen and the concubines of the former emperor could see it and receive the reward by the way.

"Sure enough, it's going to be done, and they don't even want to let go of the little baby." Liu Ziguang said that he didn't take off his clothes all night to rest, his soft armor was on his body, fully armed, ready to deal with sudden incidents at any time, but Zeng Cheng didn't notice it at all, it was still a group of female nurses in the womb, laughing and coaxing the child, not knowing that a flying disaster was about to fall on the head of this unfortunate child.