Chapter 967: Swimming with the Son, the boat is capsized at every turn

"Tell me about the situation on the other side of the street, how many people are still gathered?"

Wu Zheng finally spoke, "Also, how many people can you control?" ”

Liu Yuan became a little nervous, because Wu Zheng's questioning was obviously indifferent and isolated.

How many people can you control? These words have already characterized Liu Yuan as the leader of the rebellion.

Therefore, Liu Yuan hurriedly argued: "Adults are aware that the students were only in contact before, not the first ....... ”

"There is no need to explain, the official will naturally find out...... Go ahead. Wu Zheng said coldly.

Liu Yuan hesitated: "There are about four or five thousand people on the other side of the street, and as for the students who know and can speak, about ...... There were one or two hundred. ”

"Oh?" Wu Zheng said softly.

"Three or four hundred."

“……。”

Liu Yuan swallowed his saliva and squeaked, "Five or six hundred." ”

Wu Zheng listened, but he admired Liu Yuan a little, this kid picked himself clean.

knows and can speak, which shows that he is not the leader, but only the subordinate.

However, Wu Zheng didn't dwell on these small details, "This official can't ask four or five thousand people together, so you go and bring those people who can speak here." ”

Wu Zheng wants to divide and slowly figure it out.

Liu Yuan deserved it simply, especially when he heard Wu Zheng echo his sentence of "being able to speak", which made him feel relieved.

He even took the initiative to think about Wu Zheng and left the four people except Zheng Yidao, saying that he was serving Wu Zheng.

But Wu Zheng knew in his heart that this was showing favor to himself, and the implication was, look, I left these four people as hostages, and you don't have to worry about what I will do.

Wu Zheng thought it was funny, the forbidden army was just a mile away, and with a loud shout, the army could be summoned, and the people were in chaos, what else could they do, what else could they do, what could they dare to do?

It's a pity that Wu Zheng always thought that this was just a civil unrest, at most there were people with intentions who took the opportunity to make trouble and tried to collude inside and outside to break the city.

Therefore, after learning that more than a dozen officials, including Qian Qianyi, had disappeared mysteriously, Wu Zheng thought that the main culprit had run away, leaving nothing more than small fish and shrimp.

In addition, Nikan's troops had been banished to the area around Dasheng Pass, and now that the whole city was under control, these people could quickly quell the chaos as long as they settled the matter of the arrears of money for them.

Wu Zheng made a mistake!

It's no wonder that Wu Zheng's heart is not here at this time, in Hangzhou Mansion, Taizhou, Jiangbei, and still on the two bastards who don't know life and death in the north.

……。

West side of Chang'an Street, on the bank of the Jinshui River.

In the east wing of an inconspicuous courtyard.

Four or five men get together.

One of them, rubbing his hands, like ants on a hot pot, lowered his head, circled back and forth, and said in his mouth: "Mr. Song, how is this good?" Wu Zhengwei went to Fish Market Street...... This paper, I'm afraid it won't be able to contain the fire?! ”

He raised his head as he spoke, and it turned out to be Yin Yuan Ermei of Ying Tianfu.

can make the dignified three-grade etiquette department waiter and Ying Tianfu Yin anxious like this, it seems that the matter is really big and urgent.

But one of the people sitting next to him, who was called Mr. Song by Yuan Ermei, smiled and was not in a hurry.

This Mr. Song is actually an old acquaintance.

Song Zhengyu, the former secretary of the Ministry of Industry of the Yixing Dynasty, one of Chen Zilong's right-hand men, once advocated several societies with Chen Zilong, Li Wen, etc., and his poetry and reputation were only inferior to Chen Zilong.

But more than two years ago, Song Zhengyu was assigned by Chen Zilong, and when he contacted the Qing court, he betrayed Wu Zheng's whereabouts for his own selfishness.

After the incident, according to the law, Song Zhengyu could not escape the death penalty, but Chen Zilong, the first assistant at the time, remembered the friendship and talked about righteousness, so he only dismissed the official and went to exile.

In addition, Wu Zhengren was not in the capital, and Zhu Cihong had just ascended the throne, so he still had to rely on Chen Zilong, so he naturally let it go.

But the so-called exile only went to Huizhou Mansion south of Ningguo Mansion, just imagine that the Yixing Dynasty controlled the land of Wu Zheng's Thirteen Prefectures at that time, where could he be exiled?

After that, Song Zhengyu disappeared, and he didn't want to appear in Yingtianfu at this time.

It can be said that strange things happen every year, and the road is that the country is about to die, and there will be demons!

Song Zhengyu smiled and said: "In today's Yixing Dynasty, the most urgent thing is nothing more than two things, one is to fight against the Qing army, and the other is to appease the people in the city. At this time, it was common sense for Wu Zheng to take charge of the military and politics and go to the fish market street to appease the people. What is Lord Yuan anxious about? ”

"My Mr. Song...... How can you not be in a hurry, how can you not be in a hurry? "Yuan Ermei is really anxious," If it is above the court, it is not difficult to connect several ministers and change the wording to fool around, and it can always be prevaricated, but Fish Market Street, what kind of place is that, thousands of chaotic people are gathering here, there are many people, I am afraid that I can't cover it up if I want to...... Mr. Song, you ...... You've made me miserable! ”

Song Zhengyu looked up to the sky and snorted, "Lord Yuan has said it, the so-called wisher is hooked, and there is black and white as proof, what is Lord Yuan afraid of?" I think when you were transporting money to your home in a car, I didn't hear you complain about me hurting you, how can you ...... Blame me now? ”

Yuan Ermei choked when she heard this, and said with a wry smile: "Why is Mr. Song sarcastic about me? If it's just a matter of silver, it's a big deal to be found out by Wu Zheng, and the official will be dismissed and demoted, but this thing is unfortunate, just when the Qing army is approaching the city, the people are in turmoil, and there is no argument, like yellow mud falling into the crotch of the pants, it is not but also! Mr. Song, you will have to testify for me then! ”

After Yuan Ermei said this, her tone became gloomy.

He came with officers and soldiers, which means, if there is really no way, then take down Song Zhengyu, put the pot on Song Zhengyu's head, and get it, the scapegoat is ready-made.

Song Zhengyu "has experienced a hundred battles", how can he not understand Yuan Ermei's thoughts, to put it mildly, these tricks of Yuan Ermei are all leftovers that he played back then.

His face slowly turned cold, "Lord Yuan, don't forget, if I am unlucky, you won't be able to escape." ”

Yuan Ermei sneered: "If Mr. Song has an accident, won't he die without proof?" At that time, the official will push everything to the gentleman...... Who let Mr. be a fugitive, Mr. Ministry's arrest warrant hasn't been cancelled yet. ”

As he spoke, a spark appeared, and several people in the room suddenly became tense.

The so-called swimming with the son will capsize the boat at every turn, and the boat of friendship will capsize.

Song Zhengyu's face changed several times, but he slowly returned to normal, and he said leisurely: "Lord Yuan may have forgotten, even if I die today, the matter between us is not unknown to others." ”

Yuan Ermei's expression changed when he heard this, and he said in a low voice: "Yes, there are indeed many people in the know, but now they are all missing, who knows if they are dead or alive...... Besides, since these people have escaped, they are naturally like rats crossing the street, and Ba has to be known to others, so how can they kill themselves to testify against me? ”