"Mob raids? Dong Qichang? ”

When Huang Zunsu said the name, Ma Xianglin looked confused, but Zheng Haizhu suddenly realized something.

In Songjiang District, Shanghai, in modern time and space, there is a famous Chedun Film and Television Base, and Zheng Haizhu has been to Songjiang several times when he earns living expenses by following the crew. Therefore, in her previous life, she knew that Dong Qichang, a famous Wenchen and calligrapher and painter in the late Ming Dynasty, was a native of Huating, Songjiang Prefecture.

After crossing over, Zheng Haizhu found Han Ximeng, who also lived in Songjiang, from the perspective of God, because Miss Han was anxious to arrange to go to Suzhou to study art, she didn't have time to explore the situation of Dong Qichang's family.

Could it be that the burning of Dong's house by the people of Songjiang, who is half a claw in history, happened today?

Seeing Huang Zunsu staring at him suspiciously, Zheng Haizhu hurriedly explained: "Master Huang, my Miss Han has married the second son of the Gu family, the second son of Gu grew up in Danqing and worshipped Dong Gong as his teacher, so although I came to Nanzhili from Fujian not long ago, I also know the reputation of Dong Gong, he has been the prince's lecture, right?" ”

Huang Zunsu nodded, and quickly told the two of them what happened.

Yesterday, some villagers suddenly besieged Dong Qichang's house, saying that Dong Zuchang, the second son of the Dong family, robbed the people's daughters and forced to death Fan Chang, a scholar who made the matter public. Huang Zunsu, as the new magistrate, went to evacuate with the arrest and persuaded the people to go home first.

I don't want to this morning, Huang Zunsu, who has always had the habit of getting up early, went to the river outside the city to watch the sunrise, and found that many fishing boats had gathered, and the boatmen discussed going to the nearby villages to pull people and pine resin ashore, and they would be able to return to Fucheng at sunset, just to loot the Dong family and burn the house.

Huang Zunsu was taken aback, and hurriedly went to Dong's house, wanting to ask the Dong family to take refuge as soon as possible, but at the end of the morning, Dong's house was surrounded by many green skins, and if he went to knock on the door, he was afraid that he would also be surrounded.

He turned his head and ran back to the mansion, played the prefect Wu Chaoding, and went to Jinshanwei to mobilize troops. Unexpectedly, Governor Wu didn't care, saying that he was in a hurry to go to Yingtianfu to discuss official affairs, the Dong family had a family guard anyway, and there was no accident, so Dong Qichang's family style was not right, and it was good to get some lessons, so he left Huang Zunsu behind and took his entourage on the official boat.

Huang Zunsu went to Tongzhi and Tongju again, but unexpectedly, those Shangguan also put on a posture of "You are a new official, don't have too much to do".

"I don't think it's right, Dong Gong is not a small person, how can the government be so indifferent. General Ma, Miss Zheng, Dong Gong has some friendship with my Donglin School, although I am from Yuyao, but I have heard of Dong Gong's reputation as Qingmin, and his son and nephew are also strict scholars, how can they rob the people's daughters like ruffians and bandits. Besides, as soon as I arrived in Songjiang, I went to visit Dong Gong, and at that time, the people in the neighborhood also praised the officials of the Dong family for being very kind. I suspect that Dong Gong offended the enemy and was framed by the bureau, so I didn't expect the officials in the mansion to come directly to Jinshanwei to rescue the soldiers, but the guard office was also like discussing with the prefect, and the people in charge were not there. Therefore, I can only ask General Ma. ”

Zheng Haizhu waited for Huang Zunsu to spit out the last sentence, and then took the opportunity to continue: "Master Huang is right, although I have only been in Songjiang Mansion for a few months, but because the future husband of the eldest lady, Young Master Gu, is a disciple of Dong Gong's Danqing, I can hear a little bit of Dong Gong's reputation. Regardless of the side, just say that the Dong family set aside half of the mountain land to try to plant sweet potatoes for Xu Guangqi and Lord Xu, in order to prevent famine in the famine year, I don't believe that Dong Gong and his son will treat the villagers harshly. ”

After hearing this, Ma Xianglin no longer hesitated, and said decisively to Huang Zunsu: "Brother Huang and Miss Zheng both said so, Ma will definitely manage this matter." Brother Huang, you can take your seal with you. ”

"Yes."

"Then if you are not afraid of offending the officials, go to the military office to borrow a pen and paper, write an urgent report, and stamp your own seal, I will ask my best cavalry soldier to bring your handwritten book, and hurry to Yingtianfu to express an emergency, so as not to be suppressed by the Songjiang prefect after this matter."

Huang Zunsu was categorical: "How can I be afraid of offending the Songjiang prefect, I won the Jinshi, and I am an official awarded by the imperial court, not an official rewarded by the Songjiang prefect." I only do things on the merits. Dong Gong's family is also the people under my Songjiang rule, and now there is no bitter lord to sue the Dong family to the yamen, how can I wear this official uniform when the incident has not yet been identified, but sit back and watch the Dong family be robbed and burned! ”

"Good!" Ma Xianglin said briskly, "You and I have lived and died together in the bandit village, and today you are doing this, Ma has helped." Dozens of my Sichuan soldiers and brothers camped in Huating County, and they took them with them on horseback this way, so that they should be able to arrive at the time. ”

Huang Zunsu seemed to see the dawn of a night walker, turned around and ran back to the military office to write an urgent letter.

Ma Xianglin's eyes narrowed, he secretly took a deep breath, walked to Uncle Tang who was squatting in the shade of the tree, picked up his baggage and hung it on the horse of a cronie.

Then he turned his head to Zheng Haizhu and said, "Go back to Songjiang with me and Brother Huang." ”

After touching Zheng Haizhu's somewhat unsavory gaze, Ma Xianglin said casually: "You save my life, I'll give you a ride." ”

When Huang Zunsu walked out of the military office, he saw Zheng Haizhu already sitting in front of Ma Xianglin.

What kind of system is this?

But with Donald Bobi with his mouth open and a surprised face, Huang Zunsu just suppressed the different color in his eyes.

After all, Miss Zheng herself looks calm and calm.

When everyone rode their horses and hurried away, Huang Zunsu peeked at Ma Xianglin's side, and felt that it seemed that it had nothing to do with immorality.

Zheng Haizhu was already wearing a long gown and cloth pants, sitting in the saddle, holding the copper handle on the front saddle bridge with both hands, although he looked a little shrunken, his posture was still stable.

Ma Xianglin sat on the leather bag behind the saddle, with the reins extended, his arms barely touching Miss Zheng's shoulders, and his chest was farther away, but fortunately he was born tall, and Miss Zheng's hair bun did not obscure his vision.

It is extremely difficult to ride a horse in this way, but for Ma Xianglin, it is as easy as raising a glass and drinking and picking up vegetables.

It's really a doorless dog.

Huang Zunsu praised from the bottom of his heart.

……

The golden wuxi sinks, and the sunset is gorgeous.

The heat dissipated, the cool breeze hit, it was the most comfortable time of the day, but Han Ximeng felt that the nightmare of being trapped in the bandit village seemed to strike again.

But she straightened her back and stood still.

"Open the door, open the door! Dong Qichang, Dong Lao'er, come out to meet people! ”

"Dong Zuchang, you relied on your father to eat the imperial court, and you bullied us little people like this!"

"Folks, Dong Qichang has a bad reputation in the court, the Holy Admiral demoted him from Beijing, and he asked for bribes from poor students when he was in charge of the imperial examination in Hubei, such a big traitor, and now he has come to Songjiang Mansion to do evil, we must drive him back to his hometown in Huating County!"

Outside the gate of Dong's house, bursts of shouting and scolding came and went.

Dong Qichang's second son, Dong Zuchang, his face turned red, the green tendons on his forehead were bulging, and he suddenly roared "a bunch of nonsense", and was about to open the door.

A scholar in his early twenties with a straight brocade coat was busy stopping Dong Zuchang with a few domestic servants.

"Brother Tai Wan Mo fell for their radical method, at this time there is no rule outside, if you encounter an accident, how can you live?"