Factory owner is king

Chapter 75 Questions and Answers for Fishermen and Woodcutters
The third day of February in the 26th year of Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty.

Yin Shi.

The east is slightly whitish, but it's not yet bright.

On the stage in the hall of the Prince of Shu's Mansion, King Zhu Chun of Shu was holding a pipa in his hands, sitting on the huanghuali high chair in the middle, and was playing "House of Flying Daggers" that he talked about with He Bin yesterday.

"Don't be sad and hateful. At this time, silence is better than sound. The silver bottle is broken and the water is sprayed, and the iron horse is protruding and the sword and gun are ringing."

I don't know if the song Bai Juyi heard when he was composing this "Pipa Xing" is this "Ambush from Ten Daggers", but Zhu Chun, the king of Shu, is worthy of these four praises.On the stage, Zhu Chun's eyes are slightly closed, holding the pipa in his left hand, and swaying his right hand freely on the strings, which corresponds to the description of "the big strings are as noisy as torrential rain, and the small strings are like whispers".

His concentration and devotion seems to have affected He Bin, his only audience in the audience at this moment.

I was still a little worried and uneasy at first, but now I have completely calmed down, and even a little excited.

The King of Shu is so confident as the lord of this place, so what does he have to worry about.

But he didn't notice, where did Steward Wang, Zhu Chun's most loyal "audience" go?
As he clapped his hands, He Bin couldn't help but hum along softly.

Zhu Chun's cold gaze swept over the stage, and He Bin couldn't help but shrink his neck, remembering that Zhu Chun hated the audience's comments that affected him when he was performing.He Bin calmed down, but Zhu Chun was a little upset. His right eyelid had been twitching all morning, which was really not a good sign.After the show is over, the good news will arrive.

But he is destined to never finish his performance today.

Shu Palace gate

"You... What did you say?" Seeing the black soldier in front of him, with burns all over his body and blisters on his face, Butler Wang felt that he was hallucinating, or he hadn't woken up yet. dreaming?

"Snapped"

Steward Wang slapped him on the right side of his face with a big ear post, his back molars were slightly swaying, and his cheeks bulged at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Grandpa Wang!" Little soldier Li San fell to his knees with tears in his eyes. "Seven thousand brothers are all dead, and the commander-in-chief didn't come out. He asked me to come back and tell you..."

"Pfft" spit casually on the ground, the spittle seemed to be bloodshot.But Steward Wang didn't care about this anymore, and he didn't care to listen to what Li San had to say, so he reached out and grabbed Li San by the neck, and pulled him up from the ground abruptly, "Crying for your mother's son of a bitch!" Cursed angrily, then grabbed him by the neck and walked to the hall of the mansion, where the prince was.Don't you need to send a message first?Just pass the fart, does this kind of thing need to be reported step by step?Is there still time for a step-by-step report?Rules are meant to be broken at times like this!The most urgent thing is to report to the prince as soon as possible.As long as the prince is still there, the sky will not fall.What's the use of his Butler Wang listening more?

"Your Majesty!" Butler Wang shouted at the door of the hall, still holding Li San in his hand.

The sound of pipa in the hall suddenly stopped, and Zhu Chun raised his eyes to the door.

"Talk!" Zhu Chun had never seen Steward Wang lose his composure like this in all the years of getting along.An unknown premonition welled up in my heart.

"Seven thousand troops ambushed in Matou Mountain. The enemy attacked with fire. Only Li San is still alive in the whole army. Zhou Ji committed suicide!"

"Ah!" He Bin exclaimed, then his vision went dark and he fainted.

"Trash" Zhu Chun gave He Bin a cold look, and then turned to Steward Wang and Li San who had already walked up to him.

Looking at Butler Wang's red and swollen cheeks, Zhu Chun frowned, then looked at Li San again, took a deep breath, and stood up, "Who are you?"

Perhaps it was Zhu Chun's composure that affected Li San, who had stopped panic and tears.Sucking his nose hard twice, Li San knelt down on the ground, "My lord, the villain Zhou Ji Zhou is the personal soldier of Li San."

"Where's Zhou Ji?"

"The commander-in-chief is dead."

"How did you die?"

"Caught in an ambush, ashamed of the prince, committed suicide."

"What kind of ambush did you get? Why didn't you die?"

"After the commander-in-chief led the army up to Matou Mountain, Matou Mountain started from the foot of the mountain and caught fire in all directions. The whole army was killed and wounded. The villain wanted to follow the commander, but the commander told me and my brothers that we must run out. , as long as there is one person alive, he must tell the truth to the prince."

"What truth?"

"Sichuan Jinyiwei Town Fushi Zhang is a traitor. He is a member of the White Lotus Sect. He betrayed us. The commander has already cut him down. The villain has seen this with his own eyes!"

"Oh" Zhu Chun nodded when he heard this.Then he raised his head slightly, closed his eyes and meditated.Now that something has happened, what is important is no longer the process and results, but the next response.

"My lord!" He Bin on the ground woke up at this moment, let out a miserable cry, and then burst into tears.

"Oh my god. It's over, it's over"

"Your Majesty," He Bin turned over from the ground, then fell to his knees, hitting the ground with his hands. "This is incredible. The seven thousand army is completely destroyed."

He looked hysterical, chanting non-stop, repeating these two sentences over and over again.He was howling, but he didn't notice Zhu Chun's forehead with veins that were gradually bulging.

"Butler Wang." Zhu Chun's eyes were still closed and did not open.

"In" Steward Wang replied respectfully.

Zhu Chun raised his finger and pointed at He Bin: "Slap me in the face until I say stop."

"Yes" Steward Wang walked in front of He Bin.

"My lord~, it's over, it's over." He Bin was still crying, feeling that he didn't hear Zhu Chun's order.

"Snapped"

"Ah!" He Bin covered his cheeks, looked up at Steward Wang in front of him, and was stunned on the ground, "You...you hit me?"

Steward Wang didn't reply, but slapped him again with his backhand.

"Snapped"

"I am Bu..."

"Snapped"

"Administrator!"

"Snapped"

"Cong Erpin"

"Snapped"

Since the prince didn't say stop, he just kept hitting.He Bin also stopped the nonsense in his mouth, just shook his head from side to side, with his arms scrambling to block, but it didn't work.

a long time.

Zhu Chun opened his eyes, glanced at Steward Wang and He Bin lightly, and said, "Stop it."

"Yes" Steward Wang put down his right hand which he had been waving for a long time, and then stood quietly aside.

Looking at He Bin's bruised nose and swollen face, Zhu Chun let out a "puchi" and laughed.

"Your Majesty..." He Bin looked pitifully at Zhu Chun on the stage, but this time he did not dare to yell anymore.

"Hahahaha" Zhu Chun laughed so hard that he bent over, sat back on the chair again, stretched out his hands to hold his stomach, and couldn't stop for a while.

"Haha, okay, haha." It took Zhu Chun a long time to forcefully stop laughing, and then said, "Okay, don't worry, if the sky falls, it won't fall on your head."

Naturally, He Bin didn't believe this kind of rhetoric, and it would be true if it didn't fall on Zhu Chun's head.

"This king is serious," Zhu Chun said, "When I wrote to my father before, I already mentioned the information given by Zhang Zheng and my decision to send troops. Now that my father agreed, it means that we did what we did." That's right."

Zhu Chun's eyes were deep and calm, "Since we are right, then someone must be wrong."

"Who?"

"Zhang Zheng!" Zhu Chun paused, and then said, "Zhang Zheng is the governor of Jinyiwei in Sichuan, and Jinyiwei is directly under the command of the father, and he is the eagle dog of the father. It is my fault that I believe his information , but what this king believes in is not Zhang Zheng, but Jin Yiwei Zhenfu envoy, father emperor."

"The only thing that went wrong in the plan was from my father. That being the case... why did we go wrong?"

"Yes..Really?" He Bin looked a little confused, "There is nothing wrong with us? Then we are all right?"

"No, no, no." Zhu Chun waved his hands, and said in a playful tone, "I'm sure nothing will happen to me, but you don't have to."

"Ah?" He Bin exclaimed, and then he became sarcastic again, "My lord, it has been seven years since I became the chief envoy of Sichuan. Lao, you can't leave me alone, my lord..."

"Okay," Zhu Chun snorted, and looked a little impatient again.

He Bin quickly covered his mouth with both hands.

"Since the White Lotus Sect dared to take action to eliminate the [-] elites of the king this time, and stood openly in the open, there must be other actions behind. In addition, the earth dragon turned over and the victims were swarms, they wanted to..."

"rebel!"

Zhu Chun nodded heavily, and the more he said it, the more he felt it made sense, "The disaster victims in the Xuzhou Prefecture were blocked by you before, and they already had resentment in their hearts. It won't be small."

"According to the distance, the [-] soldiers and horses of the [-]th brother will arrive in five days. They alone cannot stop this group of mobs. How long can your porridge shed be open?"

"Two days! It can be driven for two more days" He Bin replied hastily.

"Two days, there are still three days in between." Zhu Chun thought for a while, "The White Lotus Sect has used Zhang Zheng's level of secrets, which shows that they must have planned for a long time, and this time the disaster victims' rebellion will definitely not be suppressed." , but as long as they can be trapped in the Xuzhou capital, and when the [-] soldiers of the twelfth brother arrive, then the rest will be handed over to the twelfth brother. And you, as long as you can persist until that moment, It's just a great achievement, when the time comes, this king will say a few good words for you, and you will be fine."

"But my lord," He Bin said with a sad face, "I have no soldiers under my command, but there are tens of thousands of victims. I'm afraid I won't be able to support the day when King Xiang's army arrives."

"No! You can! You must be able!" Zhu Chun glared at He Bin fiercely, "You must continue to open the porridge shed for five days, not a day less. And five days is the minimum. If the twelfth brother's If the troops are not available for five days, you will open them for six days; if they are not available for one month, you will open them for one month, do you understand?"

"Can..."

"No but" Zhu Chun waved his hand and interrupted He Bin's words, "Even if you open a porridge shed, the victims will definitely riot in the past five days, but if you keep the porridge shed open, the riots will not spread to the entire Xuzhou Prefecture , because they still have hope for the imperial court to some extent, and there are still some old, weak, sick and disabled under my king and those fast-moving government servants under your command, they will definitely be able to control the situation. Count on it, it is not impossible to sweep my entire Sichuan, when the time comes..."

What will happen then?Zhu Chun didn't explain clearly, but He Bin understood. Even if the emperor didn't kill him, the victims would eat him, and Zhu Chun wouldn't be able to escape.

He Bin thought for a while, but still gritted his teeth and said, "My lord, you asked the lower official to open the porridge shed, and the lower official has no objection. But the lower official has five grains, and you know what the Ming Dynasty was like. How much is the salary of the lower official?" You also know it well. If it weren't for your care over the years, Xiaguan himself would have become a disaster victim, and Xiaguan really has nothing to do."

"I don't have food. But I have money. Steward Wang." Zhu Chun looked at Steward Wang.

"My lord please tell me."

"In a while, you will take Mr. He to the library to get the money." Li San pointed at Li San on the side, "Take him down too and make arrangements. Remember, you must not let him die!"

"Yes"

"Listen to what I say clearly, we must not let this Li San die!" Zhu Chun repeated it again.

"Yes."

Butler Wang bowed and helped He Bin up, "Master Wang, please come over here."

"it is good"

"Master He" Zhu Chun looked at He Bin's back, "You are here, and this king is your backbone, but when you return to your chief envoy's office, you are the pillar of others. Think about it carefully. Think about what you should do." How to do it..."

Seeing the figures of the three leaving, Zhu Chun shook his head, and then picked up the pipa again.What are you playing this time?Zhu Chun narrowed her eyes and thought about it.The strings were plucked, and this time it sounded "Questions and Answers for Fishermen and Woodcutters".But he doesn't know who is a fisherman and who is a woodcutter in his heart.

"White Lotus Sect, if you offend me, I will want you to look good"

Ma Tou Mountain is closest to Pingshan County, but not far from Fushun County.

In the early morning, Wang Siliu took his wife and children, carrying a pannier and bedroll, and headed for Mount Matou.There are no mountains around Fushun County, and Matou Mountain is relatively close.

Wang Siliu is a farmer in Fushun County. He hates his name very much. He doesn’t use Siliu or Siliu. No. 28, at that time was still under the Yuan Dynasty, according to the laws of the Yuan Dynasty, he could only be called by this name.Zhu Yuanzhang was originally called Zhu Chongba, but it was because he was born on August [-]th.

Wang Siliu's greatest wish is to make a fortune, and every year he farms the land diligently and lives an honest life.He only has this ability, but he digs some food from the soil, goes to eat, and pays the tax burden, but there is not much left, so he puts the house of hope on his son, saving money year by year. Living frugally, he only waits for his son to find a husband when he grows up, to study, to get a good name, and then to be promoted and make a fortune. This desire and expectation can be seen from the name he gave his son.Anyway, he chose the name casually now. After three days of thinking, he decided on a name for his son: Wang Chongba, which shows his ardent expectations for his son.Finally got some savings. .Natural disasters are coming.

It has been two months since the natural disaster came.After the flood, there was not much food left.Wang Siliu tried to run out, but was blocked by the big soldiers on the official road.Still bad luck.

"His father" the mother-in-law behind held the child and called out.

"What's wrong?" Wang Siliu didn't look back.

"What are we going to Matou Mountain for? The porridge sheds in the county are still open, and you can't die of hunger. Why do you want to dig wild vegetables on Matou Mountain?"

"You know nothing, stupid bitch, you have long hair and short knowledge." Wang Siliu cursed and said, "Look at the porridge in the porridge shed getting thinner day by day in the past two days, and the court's disaster relief food has not been trusted yet. I see Ah, in a few days, the porridge shed will not be able to open. In the meantime, those big-headed soldiers will continue to block the official road, and we will have to starve to death."

"But that porridge..."

"Let's dig some wild vegetables in the mountains, find a place to store them, and then take turns to go to Pingshan County to eat porridge without delay. Isn't that the end of the world? As long as we hold on until the emperor's relief arrives, we will go home by then. Let's go through it as it should be, wouldn't it be wonderful~"

After pulling a noun, Wang Siliu was deeply moved by his own wit, and he couldn't express his pride on his face.

(End of this chapter)