When it was close to dawn, Chen Yunfeng told the women that he had to go out for a while, and he didn't tell the women what he was going to do, so they made love each other, and then he went to Lin'an Mansion.

Lin'an is the Kyoto of the Southern Song Dynasty, because the rich merchants and tyrants from all over the country gathered here, to say rich, the wealth of this place is equivalent to gathering more than half of the entire Great Song Dynasty, but there are still countless ordinary people and civilians here, and even the number of beggars is unusually large.

In an abandoned temple in the east of the city, there were at least two or three hundred beggars in it at this time, but these beggars were a little different from ordinary beggars, that is, these beggars all carried specific cloth bags on their backs;

There were as few as three or four, and as many as seven or eight, and at a glance you knew that these were the elite disciples or elders arranged by the beggar gang around.

They came here because Chen Yunfeng used the special symbol of the beggar gang gathering high-level to gather around Lin'an City, most of these people had participated in the Xiangyang Battle three years ago, and they were all familiar with Chen Yunfeng, and they didn't feel the slightest surprise when they saw that he was gathering the beggar gang.

Among these beggar gangs, the highest rank is an eight-bag elder, named Xue Qingwang, who was originally a talented man, and his family was reduced to a beggar, and he can be regarded as a rare intellectual person in the beggar gang, but his hatred for the court of the Great Song Dynasty has not decreased because his family was victimized by corrupt officials.

"Chen Daxia, I don't know what is the important matter of summoning us?" Xue Qingwang asked in a deep voice after the high-level leaders of the beggar gang within a hundred miles of the vicinity arrived.

Chen Yunfeng glanced at the hundreds of beggar gang disciples, and then looked at them and said in a deep voice:

"I discussed a plan with the Lu gang leader and my father-in-law and mother-in-law, which is related to the safety and survival of more people in the Central Plains. So I'd like you to help me;

That is, within a month, you must find out all the rich and corrupt officials in the vicinity of Lin'an. And find their hidden treasures without your hands. I'll get the idea done;

This plan involves the future of the beggar gang, and it also involves the safety of hundreds of people, so except for you, the rest of the people don't tell them why, do you know?"

Xue Qingwang nodded and said in a deep voice:

"Lao Zhaohua understands, brothers, Chen Daxia can be regarded as half a brother of our beggar gang, not to mention that the old gang leader and Chen Daxia have a bad relationship, this time we will definitely complete this task. Dig out all the hidden local tyrants and gentry, the rich businessmen who are unkind to the rich, and those corrupt officials and corrupt officials, do you understand?"

"I'll do it later. Hundreds of beggars shouted in a frenzy.

This called Hua seemed to be undisciplined, but Chen Yunfeng believed that with their ability, they would definitely be able to dig out more hidden riches, so that after a robbery, the resources needed for Jing Xiang's defense would be enough.

The beggars helped the disciples leave in a hurry, and Chen Yunfeng stayed in the largest inn in Lin'an. That night he began his first plan.

Ding Daquan, known as Ding Qingpi, has not been removed from the post of prime minister at this time, although most of the Southern Song Dynasty has been lost again. Song Lizong still trusted him;

The last time Chen Yunfeng scraped off the wealth accumulated by Ding Qingpi in half of his life, this made him even more intensified, and he continued to sell his official position and power. The entire Great Song Dynasty was pitch black.

The prime minister's palace was brightly lit, and hundreds of guards patrolled along the walls of the corridor compound. Ordinary charlatans can't enter at all.

In the Tianyun Pavilion, Ding Daquan, who was already old, sat on a Taishi chair with a bare body that was already loose-skinned. There was a twenty-eight-year-old beauty squatting on the ground, who was busy with all kinds of pleasures, but Chen Yunfeng's eyes outside the window were carefully watching the old man's various enjoyments.

The scene looked particularly weird, but Chen Yunfeng didn't make a move at this time, he came here for big things, he was depressed that he didn't have a smartphone or anything like that, otherwise he would shoot it directly, it would be a new generation of master-level videos.

After Ding Daquan had a cold war, the girl hurriedly fetched water to clean him up, and when he put on his robe, the girl shook her graceful young body and went downstairs.

"Ding Daquan ......"

A burst of colorful phantom light flashed in front of Ding Daquan's eyes, and then a burst of psychedelic sounds came out, and after a while, Ding Daquan went to bed as if he was nothing.

On a pavilion in the distance, Chen Yunfeng smiled coldly, the place under his feet is the uncle's mansion, and it is also another super faint official and corrupt official who is about to take over the prime minister, Jia Yidao, this guy is favored by sleeping with the emperor with his sister paper, he has no ability and is terrible all the way to the top, and now he is more favored by the emperor than Ding Daquan.

Jia Yidao's hobby seems to be less, this midnight is still in a hidden attic looking at his antique treasures, he is holding a small jade knife in his hand at this time to look at it, the patterns and lines on it are old, but he can't see the age of this thing.

The colorful phantom light suddenly flashed in front of his eyes, and Jia Rudao took the jade knife in a trance for a while, then put down the jade knife and said slowly:

"Looks like this thing is a good antique, I'll have to find a master tomorrow. ”

After Jia Yidao finished speaking, he continued to fiddle with his antiques, as if the light just now had never happened, and three days later, he ......

On the top of the largest inn restaurant in Lin'an, a group of students are talking, most of these people are sour talents who want to contribute to the court with their knowledge and return to their hometowns with fine clothes, and only a few are scholars who want to contribute to the people.

A tall, upright-looking man was talking to the group of students, when suddenly a scholar with a folding fan in his hand and a flirtatious face walked up, and when he saw them, he greeted them with a smile:

"Senior brothers, have you ever heard about yesterday's court?"

"Brother Yuangui, we are all poor scholars, where do we know about the court, my brother is the son of the Shangshu of the household department, and he must have learned it before us, I don't know what was new in the court yesterday, why is it worth Brother Yuangui so excited?" asked the tall man with a smile.

"Uncle just made fun of it, the store, good wine and good food, I have a treat today, everyone please sit and listen to me. Xiucai, who was made Yuangui, smiled.

After everyone sat down, Yuan Gui cleared his throat and said:

"Yesterday, the court was weird, the Lord of the Ministry of War told Kublai Khan that he was about to win the Tartar civil war, and once Kublai Khan became the Great Khan of the Tartars, the Central Plains would be in turmoil again;

Master Shang Shu said: "If you want to keep the Central Plains peaceful, you need to build a defense of Jingxiang, 100,000 elite soldiers and 300 warships to protect the Yellow River and the Yangtze River, enough grain and grass and gather a large number of displaced people to develop and cultivate Jingxiang, so that you can resist the enemy on the south bank of the Yellow River and north of the Yangtze River." ’

This mention is a rare insight for many years, but some of the court officials immediately objected, and guess what happened?" (To be continued......)

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