Xuan Minglei behind him was actually bare-faced, and even the stubble was shaved clean!

Xuan Minglei is half of Di blood, and he has a beard with sideburns at a very young age. Zheng Sichu has known him for more than 20 years, and he has never seen him look without a beard. Now that he is shaved, his appearance is very different from the past, and if Zheng Sichu didn't have a friendship with him for more than 20 years, he would almost not dare to recognize him. Even if the general's landslide was in front of him, he would not change color, but Zheng Sichu's eyes widened at this time, staring at Xuan Minglei's mouth. Xuan Minglei was stared at by him, sat down and whispered: "Don't make such a fuss, don't be eye-catching." ”

Zheng Sichu said: "It turns out that Tielan is also very similar to you. ”

Xuan Minglei shaved off his beard, not to say that he had become extremely weird, but Zheng Sichu was used to seeing his thoughtful appearance, so naturally the more he looked at it, the more unpleasant it became. In fact, Xuan Minglei, as a famous general in the world, was very powerful when he grew a beard, and when he shaved it off, he was a little bit beautiful. Zheng Sichu always thought that Xuan Tielan looked like his mother and not like his father, but only then did he know that in fact, Xuan Tielan was more like his father, Xuan Minglei's beard was shaved, and he seemed to be twenty years younger, but no one would believe that this middle-aged man who looked a little crepe was actually the marshal in charge of the military power of Wuyang City.

Xuanming thundered slightly, and said softly: "My son, who is not like me?" Don't talk about these things, Brother Xie, you can't set off tomorrow. ”

Zheng Sichu was stunned: "Can't go?" ”

Xuan Minglei nodded: "Yes, the situation has changed, and my dispatching authority has been withdrawn." ”

The Fuxing is the flagship of Xuan Minglei. In the previous naval battle, the Five Amniotic Water Army was almost completely annihilated, but the Fuxing, which was best equipped and had the fastest speed, was slightly injured. After the surrender of Wuyangcheng, the Fuxing and those wrecked ships were parked in the dock, and Xuan Minglei was still the nominal Marshal of Wuyangcheng, and these wrecked ships could still be dispatched. It's just that the dispatching power was withdrawn at this moment, Zheng Sichu's heart sank, and he said in a low voice: "Is it windy?" ”

Xuan Minglei shook his head: "It shouldn't be." Depending on the situation, it should be that they are ready to get a vote and leave. ”

The wealth of Wuyang City is the crown of the world, and the monthly tax of passing merchant ships alone is a large amount of income. Now that the power has fallen into the hands of the Sunflower King, of course, these revenues are also at the disposal of Pelly. Except for the funds left behind to keep the ruling government running, the rest was loaded on the ship. His fleet, half of which is now full, will be full in a few days. In doing so, it was clear that he was preparing to transport the belongings elsewhere. Such a large-scale looting will naturally not win the hearts of the people, and the fact that Ju Xinlian is determined to die has made the people's dissatisfaction rising day by day. It can still be calm now, firstly, it is because it is shocked by the combat power of the Sunflower King Army, and secondly, it is also hoped that these Hu people who came from afar will have enough money and leave, and the right to destroy the wealth and eliminate the disaster. Zheng Sichu said: "They want to leave? ”

Xuan Minglei smiled bitterly: "The load of several of their warships is not large, and they can't hold so much looted property, so they have to requisition the Fuxing." This kind of posture is naturally ready to leave. ”

Zheng Sichu reached out and pressed the wine glass. Now that he is not in the government, he does not know many things. He muttered, "If you're just going to make a fortune and leave, I'm afraid it's a good thing." ”

Xuan Minglei nodded: "Eat the marrow and know the taste, they have tasted the sweetness, and they will accept it when they see it, and they will treat Wuyang City as an inexhaustible cornucopia." ”

They all see this very clearly. It's just that Zheng Sichu knew that if they just looted the property of Wuyang City, maybe it would be the most benign result. As soon as the Sunflower King Army seized power, he immediately engaged in a large-scale trade in Fushou and anointment. Just these days, there are so many more Fushou Paste Pavilions in Wuyang City, which is not just a looting, but a posture to completely destroy Wuyang City. Killing people is not enough, and it will also arouse the indignation of others. But if the mind is destroyed, then there will be no thought of rebellion. It's too early to tell, but it looks like Sunflower King is playing with this idea. Zheng Sichu said: "Is there still a chance?" ”

Xuan Minglei said: "There should be." Manage...... Brother Xie, where will we meet in a few days? ”

Although they didn't find anyone who was following them, they didn't know how to be careless. There are a lot of people coming and going in this tavern, and meeting here doesn't really attract the attention of others, but they still change places every time they meet, and the next place is agreed upon when they meet. Now it is not as good as before, Xuan Minglei's every move is difficult to ensure that it will not attract the attention of the Sunflower King Army, so he did not hesitate to shave this beard, just in case. Zheng Sichu said: "Contact me then, try not to book in advance, just rush before they leave." ”

Xuan Minglei nodded. He also knew that he only had one chance, and this time he could only succeed and not fail, so he had to take his family away, so he must not make mistakes. He stood up and said, "Well, I'll let you know when the time comes." ”

He came out this time and wore a big straw hat. This kind of straw hat is very common in summer, and as soon as Xuan Minglei wears it, it is difficult for even people on the other side to see his appearance. After he left his seat, Zheng Sichu sat down for a while. This restaurant is on the side of the dock, there are a lot of people coming and going, he observed for a while, until Xuan Minglei's figure disappeared into the distance, and he didn't see any followers, he put his mind at ease, but he was a little apprehensive in his heart.

If it's the Brocade Scales who are good at tracking here, they will be sure to be safe. However, although Jin Scales was founded by Zheng Sichu, as a small institution of the Republic, what he was most worried about at the beginning was that this organization would become someone's private team, so from the very beginning, he emphasized that Jin Scales was only loyal to the ruling government and did not allow anyone to be transferred in a private name, so even if Zheng Sichu himself, once he left the army, Jin Scales would regard him as a passerby. Now, after all these years, although the command of the Jinlanwei has not changed, the members have changed by two-thirds, and I am afraid that few people still remember Zheng Sichu, and it is unlikely that they will listen to his command. And Zheng Sichu knows that he and Xuan Minglei are just generals, and they are not the kind of people who are good at tracking and anti-tracking, even if they don't find anything unusual, maybe they just didn't find it, and there is no guarantee that no one is following. It's just that after waiting for a long time, I still haven't found anything unusual, and I think it's really safe.

He poured out the last bit of wine in the jug. There was only half a glass of wine left, and a plate of fried peanuts and a plate of brine edamame on the table were almost the same. Zheng Sichu brought half a glass of wine to his lips, and suddenly there was a noise outside.

It was a dozen or so people carrying some flags, and the leader was carrying a large banner with a big word "shame" written on it, and as he walked, he shouted something in his mouth. Although there are not many of them, they shout very neatly, but they listen to it with a strange loudness, a sentence of "national shame will snow", and another sentence of "swear to die should not be a slave to the country".

These people are the Snow Shame Troupe that has recently appeared in Wuyang City. At the beginning, this snow shame group did not have a unified name, but some hot-blooded young people thought that it was a great shame to bend their knees in Wuyangcheng in the first battle, so they sprinkled some leaflets on the streets from time to time, calling on the people to rise up and resist. Although it was not practical, when Ju Xinlian committed suicide, it was like a spark flying on a pile of firewood, and public opinion immediately boiled, almost ten times more overnight, and the slogan became more and more unified. Wuyangcheng has always advocated people-oriented, people-oriented, so it does not prohibit parades, making the demonstration more and more vigorous, and now it has developed into a unified banner, unified slogan organization, and has a "snow shame group" name.

Although Zheng Sichu did not agree with this because he felt that this was a mere formality, he also admired the courage of these young people. At least, it also shows that Wuyang City is not lifeless, and they are all content with the status quo. He put down the cup, settled the account, and was about to go out, when suddenly the slogans outside came to an abrupt end, and in their place someone was shouting: "If you use this to make enemies, you will be a great rebellion!" ”

This person's voice is not small, and it is not far away, Zheng Sichu can hear it very clearly. He couldn't help but be stunned, turned his head to look, but saw that those snow shame groups were surrounding a ship that was unloading, and half of the cargo on this ship had been unloaded. There was a man begging for something, this man's voice was not as loud as the young man just now, and he couldn't hear what he was saying, but he seemed to be impatient. At this time, I heard the loud young man shouting: "Wuyang City is in danger, you still only think about making this black money, are you still a human!" Smash him all this stuff! ”

Are you preventing the fortune of longevity from coming? Zheng Sichu thought. Since Yu Peili abolished the ban on Fushou Anointing, almost half of the merchant ships that have arrived in Wuyang City these days are carrying Fushou Anointing. The Snow Shame Regiment also hated this, believing that it was because of the flood of Fushou and Paste that the soldiers and civilians of Wuyang City were powerless and unintentional. However, a while ago, they mainly demonstrated in front of those Fushou Paste Pavilions, and this time they simply came to the dock, which is considered bold.

Zheng Sichu was thinking about it, but he heard a sound of "clang" over there, but it was very crisp, it was the sound of porcelain breaking. Only one person could be heard crying, "Don't smash it! Don't smash it! Zheng Sichu was stunned again, at this time, many people watching the excitement were surrounding him, and he also walked over in the crowd.

The dock, three or four wooden crates have already been smashed. These wooden boxes were full of porcelain shards, and they didn't smell the pungent smell of Fushou ointment. The man who looked like the owner of the ship was already in tears, and shouted: "Don't smash it, I have already paid a lot of money this time, if I lose it, you will want my life!" ”

This man is trafficking in porcelain? Zheng Sichu was stunned. Porcelain is also a major export material, which is quite popular with overseas countries, and many of the sea ships from Wuyangcheng are transporting porcelain. In any case, it is not illegal to trade porcelain at all, so why would these shameful groups trouble this porcelain dealer? For a moment, Zheng Sichu felt a little strange in his heart. At this time, the young man with a loud voice shouted: "If you are doing business at this time, you are helping the foreign enemy who invaded Wuyang City, and you are a traitor!" Dare to have a face to cry! ”

This young man spoke righteously and strictly, and he was extremely impassioned, but Zheng Sichu frowned slightly when he heard it. If these young men had come to prevent Fushou Anointing from landing, although he did not approve of such a reckless act, he also felt that his ambition was commendable. However, I didn't expect them to smash the goods of these porcelain merchants, although the current merchants are all adding some looting capital to those Sunflower King Army, but it can't be said that they are traitors. In this way, I am afraid that this snow shame group will soon become infamous among the people. It's just that those young people are smashing hard, and there is no way to stop it. He sighed softly, and was about to walk away out of sight, when suddenly there was a sharp whistle.

This is the whistle of the garrison.

There are more than 1,000 garrisons in Wuyang City, all of whom are strong and strong men. At this time, there were more than 20 garrisons patrolling the pier, probably hearing that there was a disturbance at the pier, and they came over immediately. The guards all had short clubs in their hands, and as soon as they came near, they made a gesture to disperse the crowd, and the young men were very energetic when they smashed things, but when they saw that the garrison was wilting, they scattered one after another, and two of the unlucky ones who fled slowly were already bound by the wrists of the ropes, and joined in a string.

Looking at this scene, Zheng Sichu couldn't help but be secretly surprised. At the end of the reign of the Great Commandery, there were also several demonstrations in Wuyun City, and the Great Commander had suppressed it with an iron fist, Zheng Sichu still remembered that the ruling government of Wuyangcheng had accused the Great Commander of betraying the republic, but he didn't expect Wuyangcheng to also send a garrison to suppress it. Now these garrisons are under the orders of the man named Du Hulun, but they are all from Wuyangcheng, and they are merciless when they move, and the wooden sticks are waving, and there is a whirring sound. It seems that Du Hulun also found that he could no longer tolerate it, otherwise it would trigger a popular uprising. It's just that he uses such high-handed means, isn't he afraid of making public opinion even more turbulent?

At this time, the young man who was still in high spirits saw that the garrison was coming, his face changed suddenly, and he didn't care about smashing things again, so he turned around and left. When the owner of the ship saw that the garrison was coming, he was emboldened, and when he saw that he was leaving, he went up and seized him. But the young man was in good health, and when he saw that the owner of the ship was coming to catch him, he was short, and he squeezed into the crowd, and immediately slipped away. Not only him, but also a few of the ones who had smashed the hardest before, because their hands and feet were already fast, and when they saw that the momentum was not right, they fled first before the garrison stepped forward, but the slow hands and feet did not have this good luck, but in a flash, five or six were caught. Two of them were tied up because they were cowardly and didn't smash things at all, just because they couldn't escape with the flag in their hands.

The garrisons captured the five or six young men, reassured the owner of the boat, told him to drive up the damage, and after ascertaining the facts, they would order the perpetrators to pay compensation. The owner of the ship heard this, it was better than nothing, fortunately a few boxes were smashed, and there were always a few boxes left, and he thanked him a lot, and hurriedly untied the cable and started the ship, it seems that he was afraid that staying in Wuyang City would have a long night and many dreams.

Watching this live drama, Zheng Sichu really didn't know what it was like in his heart. When he was a child, he heard his father Zheng Zhao talk about the events of the imperial period. At that time, there was an opportunity for the empire to reconcile with the republic, and even the constitutional program was written, and the coalition government was about to be formed, but at that time, a group of fanatical emperor believers and royal groups appeared in the foggy cloud city, claiming to tolerate the treasonous thieves of the republic, and they were greatly burned in the foggy cloud city at that time, not only destroying the liaison office set up by the republic in the foggy cloud city, but even dragging out the important ministers who tended to be constitutional within the empire to be assassinated. It was this incident that caused the republic to completely lose illusions, and finally destroyed the empire and established the great cause of the republic. When Zheng Sichu was young, he really couldn't figure out how a person could be so fanatical, because at that time, he thought that this kind of practice would also have a hundred disadvantages and no benefits. However, now that I have seen with my own eyes this shameful group with the same name and similar behavior as the original King Zun Troupe, I can truly understand that people can really do anything when they are fanatical. Now that the garrison has finally dealt with them with an iron fist, the Shame Regiment will either die down and disappear, or it will intensify and eventually cause a riot.

Is history really like a giant wheel that keeps turning, repeating itself over and over again?

Zheng Sichu felt an indescribable sadness in his heart. What I want to protect turns out to be so fragile. At this time, he was already in a state of confusion, and almost didn't think about anything anymore.

Zheng Sichu, who dispersed in the crowd, was inconspicuous. It's just that he didn't know that there was a pair of eyes staring at him all the time.

This person had noticed Zheng Sichu from the first step he entered the restaurant. Xuan Minglei arrived, and then left, and then Zheng Sichu left, and this person was remembered clearly at every point in time. As soon as Zheng Sichu left, the person immediately wrote the last line on the paper: "In a moment, the target leaves." ”