Wang Dehua, who was a little worried in his heart, immediately knelt down and kowtowed after coming to Lao Zhu, "The old slave has seen Long Live Lord." ”

"Get up."

Lao Zhu looked at the night under the city wall, didn't even look back, and said in a flat tone: "Dehua, there's nothing going on in Dongchang lately, right?" ”

For Wang Dehua, Lao Zhu didn't have much feeling.

Although he took the initiative to surrender Li Zicheng in history and introduced Li Zicheng into the capital, it was after Chongzhen's death.

And when he saw Chongzhen's ministers who wanted to surrender, he scolded directly, obviously he was still loyal to Chongzhen, but he was just a little afraid of death.

Although Lao Zhu doesn't look down on this kind of person very much, for him, Wang Dehua's fear of death is an advantage, and it is more convenient for him to control him.

And Lao Zhu believes that with his own presence, Wang Dehua will definitely not be able to betray the day, so there is no need to be angry with him because of those things that did not happen in history.

"Go back to Long Live Lord, everything is fine."

Hearing that Chongzhen came up and asked about Dongchang, Wang Dehua was even more worried in his heart, and he was more cautious when he replied.

"It's okay, don't be so nervous, let's just ask."

Lao Zhu nodded lightly, and after appeasing Wang Dehua, he then said as if inadvertently: "I heard that you have a good relationship with Chen Xinjia?" ”

Hearing Lao Zhu's words, Wang Dehua's cold sweat came out.

Chen Xinjia is the secretary of the military department, and he is the prince of the Dongchang factory in the inner court, that is, the person of Emperor Chongzhen.

And for people like him, the most taboo thing is to befriend ministers.

What does he want to do as a factory duke in Dongchang and make friends with important ministers of the imperial court? Is it a rebellion? Or do you want to set up the emperor Chongzhen?

Therefore, although Lao Zhu seems to ask casually, if he doesn't answer well, he will have to explain his little life here today.

Thinking of this, Wang Dehua, who had just stood up not long ago, knelt down again with a pop.

"Long live Mingjian, the old slave and Lord Chen Xinjia only have official dealings, and they have no personal relations."

Wang Dehua and Chen Xinjia do have a personal relationship, and the relationship is not bad.

Chen Xinjia intended to make friends with the eunuchs of the inner court before, and the target of the choice was him, because Chen Xinjia gave him a lot of gifts, so Wang Dehua had a good impression of Chen Xinjia, so the two had a close personal relationship.

It is precisely because of this that Wang Dehua often said a lot of good things about Chen Xinjia quietly in front of Chongzhen.

There have even been several instances of the official impeaching Chen Xinjia, and a large part of the reason is that Chen Xinjia was spared because he helped Chen Xinjia speak.

But can you tell Lao Zhu about this? Definitely not.

So now he can only hope that Lao Zhu heard the rumors from somewhere, hoping to get away with the way of resisting death and denying it.

And when Lao Zhu heard Wang Dehua say this, his face directly became a little gloomy, "So, are we wrong to blame your father-in-law?" ”

Hearing the tone of Lao Zhu's words, as well as what he called himself, Wang Dehua's heart instantly cooled in half.

He raised his head boldly, and when he saw Lao Zhu's gloomy expression, the remaining half of his heart instantly cooled.

If what Lao Zhu just said was a temptation, then now it is a showdown.

Obviously, in Lao Zhu's heart, he has already decided that he Wang Dehua has colluded with Chen Xinjia, and if he wants to deny it by not admitting his account, I am afraid that there is only one way to die.

Thinking of this, Wang Dehua's heart was suddenly full of sadness.

has served Chongzhen for more than ten years, and he also knows Chongzhen very well, likes to be suspicious, mean and unkind.

And he was never soft when he killed people before, but now that he has the guidance of his grandfather, I am afraid that he will be even more unscrupulous when he kills people.

Wang Dehua, whose face was pale, threw away all his luck, he prostrated on the ground, and said in a choked voice: "Long live the old slave who knows everything, and the old slave doesn't dare to hide it." ”

"The old slave does have a personal relationship with Lord Chen Xinjia, and the old slave is guilty of death, and I hope to live the crime."

Wang Dehua knelt on the ground, tears kept dripping on the stone bricks of the city wall, he knew that all he could do at this moment was to pretend to be pitiful, if he could win Chongzhen's sympathy, he might be able to save a small life, otherwise......

"Let's talk about how much money Chen Xinjia gave you."

Looking at Wang Dehua, who was crying bitterly, Lao Zhu was unmoved, and wanted to use Bo Sympathy to deal with him, it was a joke, "We want to know how much silver is needed in exchange for the friendship of you, the factory man of Dongchang." ”

The eunuchs were cut off from the root of their troubles, and they lost their desire for men and women and the ability to reproduce, so for people like them, the most important thing was silver.

So unless it is the kind of person who has great ambitions, if the supervision is not in place, there is no eunuch who is not greedy for silver, including Wang Chengen, who is loyal to Chongzhen.

At this time, Wang Dehua did not dare to hide anything, and directly told everything to the other.

Although Chen Xinjia is quite talented, he is very tactful, and he is not honest as an official, so he often makes friends with money and servants.

Not only Wang Dehua, but also many of the other servants in the palace took Chen Xinjia's silver, but because Wang Dehua had the highest position and took the most money, the relationship with Chen Xinjia was relatively better.

Over the years, Chen Xinjia has given Wang Dehua about the property, although Wang Dehua has not counted it, but there are about 10,000 taels scattered and scattered.

"Ten thousand taels, the friendship of the prince is really valuable."

Liaodong's military salary is only six million taels a year, but Chen Xingjia spent more than 10,000 taels on Wang Dehua alone.

It can be seen that although the Ming Dynasty is poor, he is not poor to these officials.

Thinking that in history, Chongzhen pulled down his son to borrow money from the ministers, but in the end, he only got tens of thousands of taels of silver from the ministers, and Lao Zhu couldn't help but feel a trace of murderous intent in his heart.

It's just that this is not a good time to kill, so he endured the killing intent in his heart and said lightly: "You have been in charge of Dongchang all these years, although there are small flaws, but there are no major faults. ”

"This time, your head will be on your neck first, and we won't care about you for the money you are greedy for."

"Take this money and take care of the East Factory, we don't want to hear the news of the East Factory in the future."

"What's more, most of the tax supervisors sent out by the imperial court over the years have come out of your ceremonial supervisors."

"Over the years, we have received too many news of tax supervisors collecting taxes and silver, so we just took this opportunity to rectify it together."

Speaking of this, Lao Zhu looked at Wang Dehua with cold eyes, and his tone was cold, "These people in your inner court are just collecting some money from officials in the palace, and we can still leave you a way to live." ”

"But the people who went out from your celebrant supervisor, they not only collected money, but also forced hundreds of our Ming people to death and ruined the reputation of our Ming Dynasty."

"These people, can't stay."

Lao Zhu squatted down, pressed his hand on Wang Dehua's shoulder, and said with a hint of threat in his tone: "These are your people, you know them better than us." ”

"Kill what should be killed, withdraw what should be withdrawn, you can dispose of it yourself."

"But there is one rule, if you let us know that you are favoritism, we will skin you and put you outside the gate of the celebrant priest."