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In the yamen of the governor of Xuanda, Jin Zhijun wore an official uniform and greeted the big people who were called with official authority.

Usually, the amount of looting is small, and the officials often unite with the landlords and large households to squeeze the people, and the income is shared by the gentry.

The amount of money needed to fight a war is huge, and if you want to loot from the poor people, it is not only easy to force the mud legs to rebel, but also it will not be able to complete the amount explained above, and it will be a bit more than worth the loss if you continue to loot the people.

At this time, it is time to kill a few fat pigs.

This point can be said to fully reflect the wisdom of Qing officials, but in fact, this has been the case throughout the ages.

Jin Zhijun greeted the gentry with a smile, and suddenly walked up to an old man wearing a padded jacket and wearing a full coat, "Shopkeeper Zhou is also here!" ”

Shopkeeper Zhou hurriedly patted his sleeves and skillfully slapped a thousand children, "Grass people, please give Futai a farewell." My lord, when he learned that Futai was summoned, specially asked the grass people to come. ”

Jin Zhijun bowed his head with satisfaction, "Old Man Fan, he is worthy of being the head of the imperial merchants appointed by the emperor himself, and he is really a loyal minister of my Qing Dynasty!" This time, the imperial court started a war with the high thieves in Jinnan to protect everyone from being robbed by the high thieves, and as soon as the old man Fan heard that Benfu was anxious about the front-line food, he sent the shopkeeper Zhou to come, and Benfu must report to the court and reward the Fan family! ”

Now that the Western Wei Dynasty was at war with the Qing Dynasty, the Qing court's internal propaganda had always been to attribute Gao Yihuan to Li Zicheng and his ilk, in order to deceive the northern gentry and support the Qing army.

Gao Yihuan was originally Li Zicheng's general, and the Shun generals in the Western Wei Army also accounted for more than half, so it is indeed easy to make people feel that Gao Yihuan inherited Li Zicheng's mantle.

Although the looting of the Great Qing Kingdom is powerful, it is not as ruthless as Li Zicheng to the gentry, as long as he takes refuge in the Great Qing Dynasty, there is still a way to live.

Shopkeeper Zhou immediately said: "In order to protect us from the bloody war with the thieves in the Qing Dynasty, we who are slaves cannot lose our conscience, and we should reward the Qing soldiers well." Today, on behalf of the Jiexiu Fan family, I will give out 100,000 taels of silver and 10,000 stones of grain to support the Qing Dynasty in fighting against high thieves! ”

The prefect of Datong next to him immediately praised: "The Fan family is really refreshing, with these 100,000 silver, 10,000 stone grain at the bottom, to make up 1 million taels of silver, 100,000 stone of grain, it is not difficult for the official to see it at all!" Hehe, squires, claim a copy. ”

The gentry present were a little embarrassed, this Fan family was completely here to praise Jin Zhijun.

The last time he raised food for the Qing army in Hetao, he was a Zhangjiakou foreign trader, so he came to Datong Mansion and pledged 10,000 stones, forcing them to donate 100,000 stones, and the grain was handed over, and it is said that Jin Zhijun not only returned 10,000 stones, but also sent 5,000 stones to the Fan family.

Today they wanted to use the same routine to force them to donate grain, and they also increased the weight by one million taels, and many gentry were immediately stunned.

It is not easy for the rich landlords in the countryside to save some family foundation, even if they are evenly divided, each person has to donate a few thousand taels, and no one is willing to donate.

Jin Zhijun was a little displeased when he saw everyone's expressions, coughed dryly, and the prefect understood, immediately slapped the table, and said bitterly: "Lose your conscience!" Who is the Qing army fighting for? This mansion put the words here today, and if you don't make up enough today, no one will want to get out of this door, and don't toast or eat and drink! ”

A group of Qing soldiers came in, holding their swords in their hands, and stood murderously on both sides.

The squires suddenly fidgeted, many of them began to sweat on their backs, and the atmosphere in the lobby was instantly silent.

Jin Zhijun smiled and groaned: "The high thief is the general of the thief, and he is what the thief is like." The Qing Dynasty soldiers resisted the high thieves, and if it weren't for them, the high thieves would have been looted by the high thieves. You must not let the brothers chill their hearts, or the thieves will call, and you will be finished. Now the number of Ma Yu is claimed, get it together as soon as possible, and go home for the New Year! ”

Seeing this, the gentry knew that they had to donate today, sighed one by one, and said to the first old man, "Okay, the grass people have pledged 5,000 taels and 1,500 stone of grain, and everyone is making up for it!" ”

Some of them took the lead, and the rest had to give in, and the rich lords of the counties and forts could only express themselves, write down the amount of their pledges, and then tell their subordinates to go back and bring the money and grain, and before the money and grain arrived, they could only live in the yali for a while.

In a short time, all the gentry had already pledged, but it was still a little short of the required 1 million taels or 100,000 stone of grain, but it had already met the requirements of the imperial court, and it was not a big deal to have a little left, it was a big deal for them to catch a little less.

Jin Zhijun was moved, "All the squires are really loyal ministers of the Qing Dynasty, the front-line soldiers and the imperial court of the Fu Dynasty, thank you!" ”

The gentry present couldn't help but wipe their sweat, and the first person said: "Lord Futai, I have donated twice this year, can we take a break from the rest?" ”

Jin Zhijun immediately said: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say, who is it, why hasn't Jiang Zongbing come yet, the money and food he wanted, Benfu can be regarded as making it up for him!" ”

Jiang Xiang did propose to ask for a promotion fee, but there were not so many, Jin Zhijun mainly raised food for Azig.

"Vice General Yang has already gone over to invite, so he should come over quickly." The prefect laughed.

Jin Zhijun nodded, and finally solved a big problem.

Many squires present were slightly stunned when they heard this, but Jin Zhijun said helplessly: "Actually, Benfu also knows that it is not easy for everyone, but he has no choice, Jiang Zongbing wants money and food, and Benfu has no way, so he asks everyone to borrow it." ”

The Jiang family is in the Datong area, and their reputation is still very high, after all, it is their own territory, and they rarely extort tyranny, Jin Zhijun's words are purely to sow discord, so that he can do it to the Jiang family later.

"Okay, let's have a banquet first, let's wait for General Jiang to come over at the table!" Kim Zhijun said.

As soon as his words fell, a shouting and killing sound came from outside, and after a while, Jiang Xiang led a large group of armor soldiers in, laughing: "I heard that Lao Jiang heard that Jin Futai made up a sum of money and food for me, thank you!" ”

The armor rushed in, and without saying a word, he slaughtered the Qing troops in the hall, and the prefect was also hacked to death.

Jin Zhijun's body hit the screen behind him, and he fell to the ground with the screen, stammering: "You, you, you want to rebel"

Jiang Xiang's face was hideous, he pulled out his knife, and approached step by step, Jin Zhijun, a civil official, who had seen this scene there, and immediately said in horror: "General Jiang, Benfu still has to be used, Benfu knows that someone wants to harm you!" ”

"Oh?" Jiang Xiang hung down the knife, "Who wants to harm my old Jiang?" You can't tell it, Ben Shuai has chopped you. ”

"It's Roccodor! He has already set up an ambush at Yanmen, just waiting for the chief officer to pass," Jin Zhijun gasped.

Jiang Xiang frowned, and instantly became angry, "Good guy, Xu Benshuai is a fake Admiral of Shanxi, and it is true that I want my old Jiang's life!" Xiao Luo, yes! ”

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