Chapter 298 Broaden Your Horizons

A few days later, under the operation of Meng Lichun, Shanxi businessman Lu Zhihuang soon sat in front of Zhu Yousong. The big man walked in, made a gesture, and sat down at the bottom of the head.

Zhu Yousong was still waiting for this kneeling, but what he didn't expect was this situation, a little angry and a little dumbfounded.

He glared at Meng Lichun, the general next to him, and Meng Lichun said to him with a big grin:

"Lu Gong is a businessman, don't mind King Fu, he is a Shanxi mallet and knows what etiquette is."

Zhu Yousong endured his unhappiness, pretended to be a corporal of courtesy, and asked with a pleasant face:

"I heard General Meng say that Mr. has a batch of grain that can support this king, Mr. Lu can rest assured, wait until this king ......."

Zhu Yousong wanted to continue, but he was directly interrupted by businessman Lu Zhihuang.

"Old Meng, you're talking about a ball. My Lu family doesn't run a charity hall, so what kind of donations? Didn't you say that you Fu Wang had a mountain of gold and silver in his hands, what's the matter, you Henan people rebelled, but you are ready to make up for it from us Shanxi people?"

Zhu Yousong was a little unhappy, and he slapped it on the table with a bang.

"You, you, what did you say? If I spend money to buy it, what will this king see you do? Someone, send off!"

With that, as soon as he waved his sleeves, he was about to walk to the back hall.

"Tut-tut, what kind of prince's score do you want to put on me now. If you're still sitting in Luoyang City, I can still respect you a little. Look at you, look at you, you just don't look like a phoenix on the ground, and you don't have a posture of begging for people. What's the matter, you can still raid my house."

"You...... You...... You ......."

Don't look at Zhu Yousong's usual evil, but it is all a fox and a fake tiger hidden behind the identity of the prince of Fuwang, but when he met a real scoundrel, he was directly blocked and couldn't say a word.

"What are you!" Lu Zhihuang is even more wide-eyed, fiercer than him.

"I...... I...... Me."

"What am I, what am I." Lu Zhihuang sat on the chair, looked at Zhu Yousong, who was trembling with anger standing in front of him, and said disdainfully.

"Let me tell you, I am also the blessed king of Shanxi, and there are many more family members in our family than you as soldiers. Just like you, you still want to sit in the Golden Luan Palace, I'm sorry!"

When he had finished speaking, he beckoned to the two servants beside him, turned around and walked out of the door.

"How dare you!"

Meng Lichun also made a look of being ready to stop him, but he didn't expect Bian Shiling to rush in directly from the door with a sword.

grabbed Lu Zhihuang's neck and stabbed it in with a sword.

"You! ......" Lu Zhihuang looked at Bian Shiling in disbelief.

"Talking to the Ming prince like this, you should be cut with a thousand cuts!"

After speaking, he kicked Lu Zhihuang out directly, which happened to make him fall in front of Zhu Yousong. Immediately afterwards, a group of soldiers rushed up from behind Bian Shiling, holding big knives, and chopped Lu Zhihuang and several of his subordinates into meat sauce.

"...... vomit"

Zhu Yousong was very happy, and just wanted to praise Bian Shiling for a few words, but when he saw the blood on the stump all over the ground, he couldn't help retching.

"Shizi! There is a sentence that I don't know whether to say or not."

Bian Shiling, who was holding a sword, changed the style of the Japanese literati in the past, and his majestic style and blood all over his body made him look like a killing god.

Zhu Yousong couldn't bear it anymore, but when he saw Bian Shiling who was full of murderous energy, he had no choice but to stroke his chest, which should have suppressed his nausea and retching. Holding back the discomfort, he said:

"Mr. Bian, you and me, it doesn't matter if Mr. has anything to say."

If you don't agree with each other, you will use a sword to disrespect people who don't respect you, and at this time, Bian Shiling has become more important in Zhu Yousong's heart.

"Shizi is right, even if we have money, we won't spend money on things. If the son of the world believes,

Give five hundred ministers, and the ministers will go down to rob the prince of the world for food, land, silver, and women!"

I don't know if this sentence is too heroic or too passionate. Next to him, Meng Lichun also stood up with a waist knife.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Bian is right. The minister is willing to go!"

Zhu Yousong was also excited, and at this moment he seemed to know that he was rebelling.

"Mr. Bian, there are many forces in the court outside, and this king is also afraid of ......."

"Without it, in the eyes of the minister, it is just a tomb and dry bones."

"Good! Okay!"

"Since Mr. Bian has such pride, this king can't stop it. Don't say 500 people, sir, you take 2,500 people, and half of our monarchs and ministers. General Meng is also good, General Meng wants as many people as he wants, as long as he can fight for this king, if nothing else, this king and you will share it."

"Thank you, Lord."

This kind of pride, which is stimulated by the Bianshi Mausoleum and the blood all over the ground, comes quickly and easily. Bian Shiling also wanted to discuss with Zhu Yousong where the first shot of the rebellion would be fired, but what he didn't expect was that Zhu Yousong, who was full of passion just now, felt that his stomach was hungry.

There was no way, Bian Shiling and Meng Lichun had to retire first, and walked out of the county government one after another.

"Lu Zhihuang really has a way to die?" Bian Shiling asked.

"The booklet at home records his robbery and murder outside Datong City, at least more than 50 caravans. Or how can he make a fortune?" Meng Lichun didn't look at him, but just whispered.

"I don't mean to blame you, it's just that we walk in the dark, and it would be nice to have less sin on our hands." Bian Shiling stood down directly, stretched out his hand and turned Meng Lichun's whole person to himself.

From an outsider's point of view, these two people look like they are arguing.

"Got it! Do you know that you are a great good man in your family?" Meng Lichun turned around, but he still stubbornly looked at the sky.

"The goal has been achieved, when shall we go?"

"The sooner the better, our plans have been delayed a lot by this straw bale. If he has the slightest determination to rebel, why should we put on this show," Bian Shiling said helplessly.

"This time, you go first, it is your duty to lead the troops, and I will stay in the city and watch the movements of the others,"

"Got it!" Meng Lichun looked more and more unnatural.

"There are many local tyrants and squires at the southern foot of Zhongtiao Mountain, and this is also the key for us to enter Fenglingdu in the future and prepare to move to Shaanxi. I'll clean it up from the southern foot of the Zhongtian Mountains first." Meng Lichun said directly.

"Okay, put the name of King Fu out!"

Then, as if they had a quarrel, the two men left, one facing east and the other facing west.

That night, the first team to prepare food for King Fu left Anyi County.

Soon, the team carrying torches surrounded Yanjiabao, which was fifteen miles away from the county seat.

"On the side of the Qing monarch, kill the female cadres, and the Fu King Zhu Yousong's army passed by, and specially asked the lord of Yanjiabao to borrow 100,000 catties of grain."

In front of the army, the people of Yanjiabao had no ability to resist at all. In front of Yan Jiabao, the army did not give them more time to wait.

The next day, 100,000 catties of grain and several cartloads of gold and jewelry full of blood were transported back to Anyi County.

What is rare is that after Zhu Yousong heard about this, he actually went out to welcome the returning team.

"It's all the king's?"

Seeing countless people pushing a steady stream of convoys into Anyi County, Zhu Yousong asked a little excitedly.

"Lord Wang, as long as you are willing, the entire Ming Dynasty is yours of the Lord Wang."

At this time, the old man Meng Lichun stood extremely upright, and his words were also very beautiful.

"Good! Okay!"

Only then did Zhu Yousong realize that he seemed to have gotten the wrong direction these days, but in fact, it was quite fun to rebel.