Beiyang new warlord

"I really don't have any money! Master Liu!"

When he got here, he still didn't get anything out of his hair. Liu Zongmin was so angry that he almost didn't spit out. He pushed away two screaming women, and he cursed angrily.

"Immortal, where's your fucking pastime master?"

If it wasn't for the swollen and rotten lower body that had been tortured these days, Zhou Kui might have really peed in fright. He was shivering and knelt on the ground and kowtowed hurriedly, shouting in panic.

"I don't have any money, but I really have a lot of money to give to the general! This old man knows where the prince is!!!"

"Prince!"

This word finally attracted Liu Zongmin's attention. The Prince Yongwang Dingwang who was supposed to be presented by Tian Hongyu and Zhou Kui in just one day is still missing. He muttered there, which made Li Zicheng lose his appetite, and he could only eat a bucket of rice for a meal, half a sheep!It would be a good thing if I could solve this worry for my elder brother.

He stretched out his hand to pick up the guy's collar, but Liu Zongmin immediately took another step, disgusted by the astonishing stench on his body, and asked, fanning his nose.

"Tell me! Where is Mentaiko?"

"Back to Lord Liu! Just before Dashun's heavenly soldiers attacked the city, the former Emperor Minggou married Duke Ji, and wanted to marry that wild girl from Changping to Mao Jue, King of Liao. The palace city was broken, and the prince is my grandson. The only ones to go are the old man's place, Tian Hongyu's place, neither the old man's house nor the old servant's house of Tian Hongyu's, and the only place to hide is the Duke of Ji's mansion!"

"Ji Kingdom Duke's Mansion!"

This noun made Liu Zongmin's thick brows twitch again.

In the handcuffs between him and Li Zicheng, even Wu Sangui's father, Wu Xiang, was extorted for money. It was just that the punishment was not executed as in history, but Dashun never touched the Duke of Ji.

It’s not that he is afraid of Mao Jue’s strength in Liaodong. There is a saying that the ignorant are fearless! Li Zicheng, who entered Beijing in history, did not pay attention to the Qing Dynasty at all, nor did he care about Wu Sangui’s Guanning Army that led to his demise. This time and space, for Ming Dynasty He naturally didn't pay much attention to the crowned Liao king and the official army who had never fought against him.

What can save the Duke of Ji State is the sudden pile of wealth in the empty internal funds, and the list of former Ming ministers who kowtowed to sacrifice to Chongzhen in the Donghua Gate, the only Ji State that gave all their money to support the salary. The Duke left a deep impression on the monarchs and ministers of Dashun. Even Li Zicheng had to flaunt his loyalty to motivate his subordinates to be loyal to him. On Li Zicheng's list, Mao Wenlong was crossed out.

On the other hand, Liu Zongmin knew that Mao Wenlong had lost all his family wealth, so he naturally had no money to copy, so Liu Zongmin didn't waste his time.

But when I think about it first, it’s really dark under the lights!Pinching the beard on his chin, Liu Zongmin couldn't help but nodded heavily.

"Prince!"

"Master Liu! Master Liu!"

Seeing Liu Zongmin nodding his head finally, Zhou Kui knelt down in haste and kowtowed his head heavily.

"If you catch the crown prince, the emperor's face will be delighted, and he will be appointed as a marquis and pay homage to him soon! This old man really has no money, so please show mercy and let him go!"

While crying, Zhou Kui was still crawling towards Liu Zongmin this week, trying to hug his thigh. The unpleasant smell made Liu Zongmin hold his nose and take two quick steps back, angrily kicking hard Kicked over.

"Go away, come on, throw this guy out!"

Several personal soldiers also held their noses, dragged Zhou Kui's shoulders, and walked out of the flower hall in disgust, opened the door of the mansion, and threw the majestic head of the Ming Empire on the street like throwing garbage.

The pitch-black night was like the sky in the underworld, the strong wind blew like a ghost crying, the broken lantern blowing at the gate of the mansion shook for a long time, fell to the ground with a rattling sound, and rolled for a long time, under the dim moonlight, it was exposed He said a pale Zhou character.

In the dead silence, the creaking sound of the half-closed door being pushed open was extremely ear-piercing, staggering like a walking dead, Zhou Kui staggered into the door.

After finally escaping from death, the once-prominent Guozhang's mansion showed such an incomparably desolate look before his eyes.

"Ziyu! Ziyu! Master is back!"

With a hoarse throat, Zhou Kui yelled and slammed into the main hall. With a bang, the rotten door fell flat on its shaft, causing Zhou Kui to lie on the ground suddenly, and fell for a long time without getting up again. Holding on to the door frame, even the old miser's voice was a little pathetic.

"Ziyu! My lord, ah!!!"

The terrified hand crawled three times in a row. On the beam of the flower hall, a group of heavy things hanging on it caught his eyes. Under the moonlight, the female corpses with long tongues and shriveled eyes looked lifeless and resentful. It seemed to be fixed on him.

My wife, daughter-in-law, nephew, and concubine! They were all unbearable to be humiliated, and hanged themselves!

After staring blankly for a few seconds, Zhou Kui suddenly hugged the corpse in front of him, and burst into tears.

"Ziyu! Ziyu!"

But just now howled twice, as if remembering something extremely important, he threw away the body like a lunatic again, and staggered towards the backyard.

The dirty servant was behind the toilet, pulling the rope hidden in the grass. Zhou Kui, who was so thin that only his bones were left, dragged out a heavy box, and ignoring the dirty stuff on it, he opened the box suddenly. Guy, even under the bleak moonlight, a golden light still reflected on his face.

Suddenly stuffing an ingot of gold into his arms, Zhou Kui laughed out loud with an unprecedented, distorted excitement on his dirty face.

"It's still there! It's still there! Hahahaha, it's still there, it's all there! Ziyu! The boss, the second child! They're all there! They're all there!"

That voice, like an owl crying at night, reverberated in this empty and dead Guozhang's mansion.

Ghostly!

Chapter 576. The power of Lady Liao

The Duke's Mansion of the State of Ji, which had been quiet for half a month, was finally caught up in the turmoil. Early in the morning, hundreds of Dashun soldiers trotted over aggressively and surrounded the Duke of Ji's mansion.

They are no longer the obedient farmers who used to be in the fields. Not to mention fighting with the Shun army for so many years, just over a month of walking down Tianjie is enough to make these shriveled unscrupulous like never before. He kicked open the vermilion gate, and the one behind rushed in, barging like a bull, yelling and cursing unscrupulously.

"Under the order of General Liu Zongmin! All kneel down!"

But this time, he finally saw what a great Ming character is!

The hard bone wields a big stick with wind, and it really hurts to beat someone!

I don't know whether it's because I'm living too comfortably in the capital these days or because these half-hundred men in front of me are too strong, crackling and waving sticks, the first 100 or so Shunjun who rushed into the gate of the mansion were suddenly surrounded by five Shunjun armed with live ammunition Under the heavy weight of the nursing yard's big stick, they were defeated in an instant. Some helmets were knocked off, some knives were kicked aside as soon as they were pulled out, and some crawled out with their heads in their arms, crying and shouting. , Amidst the chaotic roar, he had just rushed into the mansion for 5 minutes before he was beaten out again.

It was a dramatic plot, the Shunjun was still waving his hands and yelling, and the bloodied Shunjun beside him had already fled away, leaving him on the horse. Waving his saber forward in a Napoleonic victorious pose.

so awkward!

"You! You! Are you courting death? I am a fierce general among millions of troops!"

His mouth was yelling fiercely, but his legs and feet were very honest. Ziliu jumped off his horse and fled to the army formation behind him. The guard captain seemed to have recovered his soul, jumping up and down like a monkey Waving his hand forward, he pointed at the twenty or so Mao Wenlong in the yard who either had a beard or had half of his head bald and roared like he was killing chickens.

"Kill me!"

It's still a bit of progress, the infantry in the front is carrying the heavy shield forward in an orderly manner, behind is the Spartan-style spear array holding the spears densely on the shield, and behind it is the densely packed archers, but the heavy steps I don't know if it's a bit too much for only twenty or so half-year-old retired soldiers.

Seeing the heavy breath, the second round of confrontation between men and men was about to start again, but at this time, the sound of the door being pulled open with a bang broke into the silent battlefield.

"Ah! Madame, please stay away, there are little ones here!"

"Step aside!"

The heels of the wooden teeth knocked on the bluestone board, making a crisp sound, and the skirt of the heavy and cumbersome lady's dress was dragged on the ground. Seeing the woman walking out with the hem of the skirt dragging heavily, even if she was setting up a battle outside the palace. The soldiers of the Shun Army couldn't help but froze for a moment.

These days, it's not uncommon to see elegant ladies and wives, but this kidnapper is either crying and begging for mercy, or tremblingly presenting his belongings, handing over his shining gold hairpins and emeralds, trembling with himself. The incompetent husbands were redeemed, and even served as Liu Zongmin's personal soldiers. Many of them have tasted the taste of those noble ladies. They don't care about the dazzling authority once owned by the Ming Dynasty!

But this woman in front of me and this group of half-old guys and the people they met these days seem to be different species. Facing swords, guns, swords and halberds, their eyes are contemptuous as if they are joking. She's just a weak woman, but her aura reminded the captain of the guarding army that he remembered the heavy pressure brought by that kind of madness when he faced Yuan Chonghuan and the Qin army like a lone wolf.