Chapter Seventy-One: Silver

"Little Lao'er is getting old. I've lived enough for a long time, I'm not afraid of dying, those people outside are all people who are about to starve to death, it's not a pity to die a cheap life, but His Royal Highness is in his prime, and the future is long, don't you think it's a pity to die here today? Lin Hai saw that he was so soft that he couldn't move, but he was hard.

"Can't you live without paying money for three months?" Tang Yin said coldly: "The soldiers of your Fuzhou guard are really expensive. Many of the border areas are paid once every three months, and they don't live the same way? I don't care who you are, don't take yourself too seriously, something really happened, do you think the people behind you can keep you? ”

"Is it only three months?" Lin Hai laughed and said: "Last year, I didn't pay a good salary at all, only a little treasure money was issued at the end of the year. If you don't live, you can't live, who will do this murderous business. ”

"In a word, give it or not." Lin Hai's voice was fierce, his face was full of hideousness, although he was a person, but Zhu Houhuang felt as if he was the one who was weak.

"No." Tang Yin said. He didn't look at Lin Hai, and said to Zhu Houhuang: "Your Highness must not give it." ”

Yes, it cannot be given.

Sympathy is one thing, but sympathy is to put one's own life into it, and Zhu Houhuang will never do this.

This is the same no matter who says it, because Zhu Houhuang himself has more important things to do.

"I'm sorry, the program isn't right." Zhu Houhuang said loudly: "Send off guests." ”

Lin Hai glanced at Zhu Houhuang deeply, and left without looking back.

Zhu Houhuang knew that he was about to do it next, and he had nothing to say to these rebels, although his feelings were pitiful, but now, it was not the time to show mercy.

"How's the preparation going?" Zhu Houhuang turned around and asked.

"It's all set." Wu Ming said.

The ship columns are not arrayed. Wu Ming went to arrange them one by one, and arranged all the musketeers on the side of the pier, in groups of three, to shoot in turns. And where the shooting is aimed, there are several long trestle bridges. Unless they swim over, they will die as many as they come.

After a while, when Lin Hai returned to the chaos army, the entire chaos army began to shout.

Zhu Houhuang faintly heard them shouting: "Two hundred thousand taels of silver." ”

"How did they know that I had 200,000 taels of silver?" Zhu Houhuang asked. Although it is not a big secret how much money he brought with him from Beijing, it is not something that ordinary people can know. So there must be something greasy in this, but I don't know what is greasy yet.

"Kill." These people didn't have any formation, and countless people killed Zhu Houhuang's ship along the trestle. Not even a bow and arrow. The organization of these soldiers is all chaotic, and it is completely a swarm of bees, and there is no rule at all.

In ancient times, when fighting a war, it was also necessary to form a formation, and even if there was no formation, it was also important to pay attention to how to rush into battle, and the officers in the chaotic army were all chaotic and could not organize a regular attack at all, and there was only one way, to fill it with life. They probably thought that the vassal kings were all fat pigs with fat heads and big ears, and if they were just scared, they would naturally fart and urine, but Zhu Houhuang was not such a person.

Wu Ming looked at the direction of these people when he came, silently calculated something, and suddenly put the whistle into his mouth and blew it vigorously. A sharp voice of "Di" sounded.

"Bang." Numerous muskets rang out. However, there was no array, and there was no neat row of guns, so they could only shoot according to their own rhythm, except for the first shot, which was quite neat, and the other guns were all in chaos.

Even so, the power of the musket is not something that flesh and blood can resist.

Countless people fell into the Min River screaming in the sound of muskets, and some people fell on the trestle, and the people behind stepped on it mercilessly. I wanted to trample these corpses into flesh, and many guns were missed, and they smashed heavily on the trestle, causing sawdust to fly.

However, after more than a dozen rounds of gunning, there was a sharp whistle, and the Minjiang River suddenly became quiet, only the sound of flowing water on the river, and the sound of the wind eating from the sea, and other than that, there was no other sound.

Although these rebels are extremely embarrassed, after all, they were once the country's economic soldiers, and the majesty of the country has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow, so they dare not have the idea of rebellion. The blood rush that had just been agitated was hit by a firearm at this moment, and he instantly calmed down. I don't have the courage to rush again.

If Zhu Houhuang had the mission of quelling the chaos, he would rush out now and shout that he would only punish the evil, and never count. Suddenly, the money was repaid. The mutiny was put down.

It's a pity that Zhu Houhuang has neither a mission, nor can he use the silver indiscriminately, this time it is chaotic, and what he does can only be watched by the sidelines.

"Your Highness, someone came over and said, Wu Fu, the political envoy of Fujian Zuobu, came to meet His Highness?" Someone came to tell Zhu Houhuang.

Zhu Houhuang said: "Oh, where did he come from? ”

"Come from the big boat in the back." Zhu Houhuang knew as soon as he heard it that it was all a routine. I'm afraid that as soon as Zhu Houhuang is robbed of the silver here, Wu Fu on that side will come out and save Zhu Houhuang from fire and water.

As long as the soldier took the money, there was naturally no reason to resist hard, and the stick was smashed down, and the mutiny naturally disappeared.

Many mutinies are caused by the soldiers themselves, and they naturally stop it, that's the reason

Zhu Houhuang snorted coldly and said, "Please come over." ”

A thin old man dressed in an official robe walked over, and this person was Wu Fu. He saluted Zhu Houhuang first and said, "I've seen His Royal Highness King Yong." ”

"Hmm." Zhu Houhuang didn't want to deal with it, and Wu Fu didn't want to serve Zhu Houhuang, so he got up and said, "I heard that His Royal Highness King Yong brought 200,000 taels of silver from Jingshi. ”

"Yes, so what." A fine light flashed in Zhu Houhuang's eyes, and at this time in his heart, he even had the intention of killing the other party.

He understood why the princes and kings of the Ming Dynasty refused to hand over their property until their deaths.

Because the prince-king system of the Ming Dynasty was deformed, all the princes and kings lost a lot of their lives, lost their freedom, could only move in a city, could not go out of the city at all, and lost their political power, and even many civil officials did not take them seriously, the only thing he got was wealth, no matter how this wealth came from. It was the only thing he got. If you are touched by the civil officials again, you will take it away, why?

Oh, the civil officials forced the clan to be no one and no ghost, and now life can't hold on, and they come to raid the vassal king's house again? Let them swallow this breath.

There is also the fact that the vassal king who was raised as a pig is also empty in his heart, he only has an empty skin bag, in fact, he has no rights, and then he spills all the money, how will he live in the future, count on the emperor, don't laugh, there are many clans who starve to death.

How did Zhu Houhuang get the 200,000 taels of silver, not to mention the 100,000 taels funded by Zhengde, the rest of the money is the savings of Yongwangfu and the savings of Concubine Shao. Zhu Houhuang is sure that the Yongwang Mansion is now tightening its clothes and food. You can't even sell the house, because the palace is a royal gift, and if you don't live there, you can only return it to the emperor, you can't sell it, and no one dares to buy it.

These 200,000 taels are his hope for expanding Dongyong. How can you give it to others so easily?

Wu Fu didn't feel the change in Zhu Houhuang's heart, and said: "Now that the domain is empty, Fuzhou Sanwei mutiny because of unpaid salaries, Fuzhou is in chaos, and the people are like --- in fire and water."

"What do you have to do with Lonely?" Zhu Houhuang said coldly: "This king's fief is Dongyong, not Fuzhou, and the Fuzhou Mutiny is a matter of Fujian's political envoy or commander, what does it have to do with Lone?" ”

A big truth made Wu Fu look a little annoyed, and he shouted: "King Yong, you are the Prince of Daming, how can you be so irresponsible--"

"This responsibility is yours, not lonely, why should you bear it?" Zhu Houhuang interrupted Wu Fu's words again.

Wu Fu's face gradually turned cold, he knew that this time it was Luo Lun's means, if he didn't compare the way to settle the mutiny outside, he wouldn't say that he would be promoted to Zhejiang, and the resignation was just around the corner, and even the head was difficult to protect.

"King Yong, in the name of the political envoy of Fujian, I will requisition King Yong's silver of 200,000 yuan, pay it off in the future, and ask King Yong to make it convenient." The words are very polite, but in the tone, there is no politeness at all, but there is an aggressive meaning.