The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

Qu Yang replied, "Master, it's Yungang. After another 200 miles, we will arrive at Yangzhou."

"Yangzhou is the richest in the world! When you arrive in Yangzhou, make a good fortune!"

Feng Bao ordered lightly.

Wang Bengu pretended to have a compassionate expression: "No way. Yangzhou is a big city, if we go too far..."

Feng Bao glanced at Wang Bengu, sneered at the hypocritical old man in his heart, and said lightly: "8%, give it to Mr. Wang!"

Wang Bengu immediately looked up to the sky and said haha: "I'm doing business in the West Factory, don't worry, old man. Hahaha!"

At this moment, a group of people appeared on the road ahead.

These people are all luxuriously dressed young princes, all of whom are pretentious.

The leader is Mao Bijiang, one of the four sons of Fushe.

Mao Pijiang saw the long-awaited thighs from a distance——Wang Bengu and Feng Bao. His eyes lit up excitedly, and he ran over in a hurry, knelt on the ground and shouted: "Master Wang, Mr. Feng Chang! The late Mao Bijiang Jiang, this room is very polite. I have been waiting for the two adults here for a long time."

Wang Bengu smiled slightly: "You are the Prince Pijiang that the Crown Prince entrusted to me before leaving? Sure enough, you are a dragon and a phoenix among the people, and you are a fearsome young generation. Haha, please get up!"

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Chapter 1385 Young man, your thinking is dangerous [4]

He pointed at Mao Pijiang, and said to Feng Bao: "This is the young master of Jiangnan, a rising star, Mao Pijiang. He is also one of the confidantes of my princeling party..."

Feng Bao understood, and said with a faint smile: "So, they are all from my own family!"

Mao Pijiang trembled with excitement.

In his dreams, he was thinking about how to make a fortune and how to get revenge on Yan Song.

But without power or power, it is simply a dream.

But now, as soon as he filed a letter of complaint, he was greatly appreciated by the prince, and even made Wang Bengu and Feng Bao, when they came to Jiangnan, they must find him, who is familiar with the situation, as an internal response.

Mao Bijiang knelt on the ground, flattering constantly: "You two adults, the people in the south of the Yangtze River who are in dire straits, look forward to you like a long drought and hope for nectar! Now that the two adults have arrived in Jiangnan, the suffering of the people can finally be relieved. "

Wang Bengu admired the young man's flattering spirit, but he frowned on the surface and said, "Huh? Didn't Mr. Yan Ge arrive in Jiangnan ahead of schedule? Why do you still say that the people in Jiangnan are in dire straits and suffering upside down?"

He slapped the table and said sharply, "Young man, your thinking is very dangerous!"

Mao Pijiang burst into tears, and said in a loud 380 voice: "It is because of Yan Bandit that our people in Jiangnan are so unlucky when we arrive in Jiangnan. When Yan Bandit arrives in Nanjing, the first step is not to inspect the defense, but to pick up girls on the Qinhuai River and snatch them away. I lost my beloved fiancée——Dong Xiaowan! I am at odds with him!"

Wang Bengu and Feng Bao looked at each other, and finally understood why this young man had such a bitter hatred for Yan Song.

It turned out to be another unlucky guy with a shiny green head.

However, the two secretly thought, this can be trusted.

The Xichang fanzi had already found out the details of Mao Pijiang not long ago, and it was indeed as he said, a miserable one.

Feng Bao and Yan Yue said: "So that's the case, you don't need to be too sad about pretending to be a Pijiang son. The factory will definitely make the decision for you. But we can only settle accounts when we overthrow Yan Song together."

Mao Pijiang was overjoyed, knelt on the ground, and almost hugged the eunuch's thigh: "I am very grateful. I must know everything without saying anything."

The three of them discussed how to go deep into the folks, investigate and collect evidence, and together they ate the most famous Huaiyang dish - fish head tofu feast at the most prosperous pier fish market in Yungang.

The three of them were mingling with each other when they suddenly heard a burst of cannon fire in the distance!

Then, in the distance, I saw a piece of bald hair (the hair style of Japanese ronin, with a strand of hair in the middle and bald heads around it), and shining Japanese samurai swords, killing people overwhelmingly.

"The pirates are coming!"

"Enemy attack! Everyone run!"

"Don't panic, the government organized a drill before!"

"Father and mother, where are you? Go quickly."

Yungang, which was originally prosperous, immediately fell into chaos.

Fortunately, the government had issued a warning before. At this time, Japanese pirates invaded the coast on a large scale, and all towns along the coast were in danger.The common people in Yungang have also been trained in advance, and everyone knows how to run in case of Japanese pirates' invasion.

As a result, in Yungang, there was a sound of people and horses neighing, and the people, the old and the young, jumped onto the boats and horses prepared in advance, and disappeared without a trace after a while...

A huge and wealthy town suddenly turned into an empty city...

Only Wang Bengu, Feng Bao and Mao Pijiang were stunned.

There are also their Xichang fans, and all the pretending young masters, all kinds of puzzled.

Looking at the army of Japanese pirates coming from a distance, Wang Bengu tremblingly said: "No, that's not right. The geographical location of Yungang is so important that it should be stationed in a guard post along the coast of Yungang for defense against Japanese. How did it disappear without a trace?"

He Wang Bengu looks like a minister of Qingliu, but in fact he is most afraid of death. (bdfb)

His route was carefully chosen.

The reason why I passed by Yungang is because there are troops garrisoned here.

Wang Bengu grabbed the shopkeeper who was about to run away, and shouted sharply, "Where's your garrison? Why don't you resist?"

At this time, the shopkeeper didn't care whether he was an imperial envoy or not. Escape was the most important thing. He shouted: "The garrison was transferred to Nanjing a few days ago to assist in the defense. This is an empty city! Run for your life."

Wang Bengu looked confused: "What?"

He is so angry.

Yan Song, Yan Song again!