Wanjiazhai is located in the middle of the mountain, built according to the topography.

The mountain is not high, but a large piece protrudes in the middle, and from a distance, the stockade seems to hang in mid-air.

But the lush forest is its natural barrier, and those who are not familiar with the inside story do not know that there is a village here.

The permanent population of the village is not much, only three or four thousand.

However, there are many shops here, and there are many shops to buy and sell, especially business such as business inns, cabaret brothels, restaurants and restaurants.

Singing and dancing, all night long, reluctant day and night.

There is no depression in people's livelihood under the influence of the war, as if it is a paradise and isolated from the world.

The floating population plus the resident population can sometimes reach tens of thousands.

It can also exceed 10,000 people in normal times.

Especially the recent Shanhaiguan battle, it is not too far from here, the common people who took refuge in disasters, as well as the squires and wealthy families, of course, there are many homeless people, those who abandon their homes and businesses, and also live here.

Therefore, the number of people in Wanjiazhai has increased, like a small city that never sleeps, and at night it is also a song and swallow dance, and a flute at night.

It's anarchy, but it's run by the gangs, and the gangs are armed with them, and it's a local regiment.

Gangs are spontaneous non-governmental organizations that rely on regimental training to maintain order here, but on the whole they are still the law of the jungle.

Because the heads and brains of these gangs are all indiscriminate club bosses, and some of them have also raised martial arts masters as their minions to watch the field.

In a word, whoever has thick arms and hard fists here has the final say.

The poor people are even more desperate when they arrive here.

Chongzhen found one of the most luxurious restaurants - Tianxiang Building, the restaurant was full of friends, pushing cups and changing lamps, the sound of the mountains screaming, and occasionally the laughter of women.

On the stage in the center of the hall, several beautiful women were dancing.

At the place near the door, Chongzhen asked for a first-class banquet, Tang Wancai 9 people were dressed as servants, watching from the side, Chongzhen sat alone to eat and drink.

At this time, it is the time for lunch, and the restaurant is very lively, with people coming and going, coming and going.

"Master, they're here." Tang Wancai attached his ear to Chongzhen's side.

Chongzhen listened quietly, observing the largest table in it, where there were several extraordinary-looking people, shouting and drinking.

Behind them stood several men dressed in black with sparkling eyes, some with their hands on their chests, some with swords behind their backs.

Chongzhen took another sip of wine, took a sip of Sixi balls, and chewed in his mouth while enjoying the singing and dancing here.

Although these beauties are from the deep mountains, this dance is also self-choreographed and performed, but Chongzhen feels that it is really a little distinctive.

At this time, Han Yin and Yang Wanli came in with dozens of brocade guards.

After the two of them entered the door, they saw Chongzhen in disguise, but they just glanced at it and didn't dare to show any abnormal expression.

Even the Jinyi guard who followed behind Han Yin and Yang Wanli didn't know what was going on.

Han Yin, Yang Wanli and others suddenly broke in, which was particularly eye-catching.

The eyes of the people eating in the restaurant suddenly widened, and they all turned their eyes to Han Yin and Yang Wanli, and many of them even put down their spoons and chopsticks.

Although at the end of the Ming Dynasty, although this is a border cottage, Jinyiwei is still a terrifying existence.

Black hat and white-soled boots, flying fish suit, embroidered spring knife, Wenshan Jia, the 276-year national honor of the Ming Dynasty, has already created his prestige.

Especially when Wei Zhongxian was alive, the East Factory and the West Factory, Jinyi Wei, whether it was a civil and military official, or a pawn of a peddler, when it came to the factory guard, they all talked about the color change, and they were afraid of it like a tiger.

Now although the Ming Dynasty is in turmoil, the country will not be a country, as the pro-army guard of the imperial court, the Jinyi guard has also fallen.

But it is still unique for so many brocade guards to suddenly rush into this restaurant.

However, Chongzhen continued to eat this sumptuous and high-quality banquet leisurely as if he hadn't seen it.

However, when the people on the largest table first saw Jinyiwei, their eyes also showed a trace of surprise.

But soon he turned a blind eye to it, and continued to eat and drink as if he hadn't seen it.

The singing and dancing continued.

"Who's in charge here?" Han Yin deliberately shouted loudly.

At this time, the person who ran the hall hurriedly came over, nodded his head, and smiled, "This master, are you eating or ......?"

"Blind your dog's eyes, Jinyiwei handles the case!"

Han Yin glared at him, and as he spoke, his gaze deliberately swept over the largest table.

"Ah...... Yes, yes, yes......, yes, yes, yes,

"Hurry up and call the steward, otherwise Lao Tzu will let you go around without food!"

"But ...... This is a restaurant...... If you want to handle the case, did you go to the wrong place......

"Bastard!" Han Yin raised his hand and slapped the running hall, "Lao Tzu asked you to find a steward, what so much nonsense, say one more word, Lao Tzu will break your teeth,"

The runner was beaten and turned around on the spot for a half and a half, touching the wine and food on a table, but the table was not overturned, and the face of the runner was suddenly swollen.

The one who ran the hall didn't dare to say much, covering half of his face, and his eyes were focused on a purple-faced fat man on the two largest tables.

Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty Chongzhen