Chapter 47: The Man Who Killed You
As if feeling the words in the chest of the man in the battle jacket, Zhu Cihong laughed loudly: "What? What you say about starving soldiers to survive, but seeking justice to punish corrupt officials and corrupt officials, is it false, and there are other plans? I am a member of the household department to thoroughly investigate the account books of the Beijing camp. Don't you wonder why the imperial court has paid the military salary, but you can't receive it? I can answer them all! What's more, my account books have already been delivered to the household department, and when Your Majesty thunders and wraths, he can sweep away the evil spirits. Corrupt officials and corrupt officials will punish them, and your military salary will naturally be settled. At this moment, the army is in turmoil, could it be that who instigated the demagogy, in fact, there is another secret? ”
"How is that possible! I saw with my own eyes that the area around the Guozijian had been blocked, and even the horse team that rushed in did not enter. How is it possible to have an account book out?! Seeing this, the man in the new coat raised his voice hoarsely and questioned in disbelief.
"What this brother said really puzzled me. Now that I have sent the books of accounts to the house, I am just waiting to take down the traitors. Why did Brother Tai not have the slightest sense of surprise and excitement, but was suspicious, and repeatedly said that it was blocked, and no one could say anything, and he didn't want to punish those corrupt officials at all? Could it be that as I speculated, the right post of the Fifth Military Camp was instigated and used by people with ill intentions, and what people who schemed about it may not be fair and just? Zhu Cihong looked at everyone very sincerely. With the compassion and compassion that Zhu Cihong showed now, and the aura full of a sense of justice was revealed, everyone present was shaken in their hearts, and their eyes converged on Qiao San'er and the man in the new battle jacket, if there was substance.
"You officials, how many times have you played with us, and now you are still coming to deceive me and wait?" Suddenly, Qiao San'er stood up suddenly, stepped on the terrace and slowly walked towards Zhu Cihong: "It's not to appease us first, when the chaos is gone, and the court soldiers are pressing, not all promises are lies!" As long as we take a little rest, the soldiers can unarm us, and when the time comes, we will be killed or chopped, not to be slaughtered! As for the so-called punishment of corrupt officials and corrupt officials and a thorough investigation of military salaries, I am afraid that it is a matter of no need!
The man in the new battle jacket suddenly relaxed in his heart when he heard Qiao San'er being so alert. Fortunately, Qiao San'er talked roundly, and there was no mistake.
No way! Qin Xia must be stabbed as soon as possible, otherwise Qin Xia's sharp teeth and sharp mouth will actually reverse the situation! Such a rebellious character is simply a big trouble that no one is afraid of.
As soon as he thought of this, the man in the new battle jacket desperately glanced at Qiao San'er.
Qiao Bosheng bowed his head slowly, and called out loudly to a group of chaotic soldiers: "Brothers, follow me into the national prison, how can there be a place where there is a mistake?" All the gates of the Guozijian have been blocked by me. Before that, there were scouts watching, and I had never seen a single person leave the country. Qin Xia's words are clearly to deceive us and others, in order to let us be slaughtered after the matter is settled! Brothers......"
Qiao Bosheng wanted to say something, but was suddenly interrupted by a clear voice.
"In the thirteenth year of Chongzhen, Jingying took more than 1,074,000 stones a year, an increase of more than 57,000 stones compared with the forty-sixth year of Wanli. Chongzhen's thirteenth year of inspection in July, August, and September. In fact, there were nine consecutive three-day exercises. Therefore, the Beijing camp withdraws millions of stones of grain and rice every year, but nearly half of it is consumed on frequent exercises. As far as I know...... This happened to be the saddest year for the right post of the Fifth Military Camp, and some people even drowned because ......of this, and they couldn't support their newborn children," Zhu Cihong took out a thick book with the general cover of the Beijing camp's accounting book, and said to Qiao San'er: "Don't you believe me?" Then this thirteen-year affair of Chongzhen, do you believe it? ”
"I really let Qin Xia figure it out!" The man in the new battle jacket was in a mess in his head, staring at this scene, his eyes were split, and fear arose spontaneously in his heart.
"In the thirteenth year of Chongzhen, 1.07 million stones of grain and rice were taken from the camp. I was a soldier in the camp at that time, but that year I received eight months' salary in the camp a year, and my true color was only 60%, and the folded silver was only 50%. It's just such a little salary, so that my newborn twins didn't survive the last one! Suddenly someone howled in the midst of the rebels.
"Every year, millions of stone grains and rice come down from the Beijing camp, but why don't you give us those who are soldiers!"
"Let him continue to read, let's be fair!"
The whole chaos was noisy, they almost fought with the heart of rebellion, and the anger aroused by Qiao San'er was raging, and they wanted to destroy the whole world, which could fill the imbalance in their hearts. Now that they really have a chance to get back the arrears of money and food and find their share of justice, how can this not rekindle the flame of their hope, and they have some trust in what Qin Xia said.
As soon as the rebels shouted like this, the frightened man in the new battle jacket looked at Qiao San'er desperately, and roared wildly in his heart: "Stupid and stupid red guy, what are you still doing at this time, not to mention Qin Xia's chopping with a knife, saving him from adding chaos to the situation!" ”
Seeing the new man in the coat signaling, Qiao Bosheng quietly added a cold sweat on his forehead, he knew that if he let Qin Xia go on like this, he might be able to make some mess.
At this moment, Qiao Bosheng was even more wary of such a literati in his heart, and he could still talk so calmly under the sword of a hundred soldiers, and he quietly controlled the situation slightly.
Exhaling slightly, Qiao Bosheng quietly signaled to Old Seventeen to glance, stared at Zhu Cihong, and walked forward slowly.
Just when the small movements here were done in a flash, suddenly, Zhu Cihong raised the scroll in his hand high, and slowly walked forward without paying attention: "I know that your brothers are not convinced by my empty mouth and white teeth, so this is the summary book after the cracking of the Jingying account book. In this, there are many suspicious points in the accounts of the Beijing camp, and the criminal evidence of all parties is in it. In a sign of righteousness, I gave it to those who believed in the Lord with all my brothers. Please see, a certain hand, this brother, I don't know what to call ......"
As he spoke, Zhu Cihong held up the account book in his hand and looked at Qiao San'er sincerely.
Qiao San'er and the man in the new battle jacket were suddenly stunned, their hearts beat violently, staring at the account book, and their hearts were raised.
"The books must not be leaked!" Such a statement became a thought that flashed in the hearts of the two.
Qiao Bosheng and the man in the new battle jacket stepped forward one after another, staring at the account book, almost staring at it. While walking, I only listened to Qiao San'er talking, and there was a rare smile on his face: "A certain is Qiao ......"
Just when Zhu Cihong was only three steps away from the two of them, suddenly, a roar sounded like thunder in Xia: "Chen Gaowen! ”
"Who called me!" The man in the new coat responded almost subconsciously.
"The one who killed you!"
Suddenly, under everyone's gaze, it was as if the flow of time and space had slowed down. I saw Zhu Cihong pull out a soft sword from his waist at an eye-popping speed, like a streamer of lightning, the sword light flashed like a streamer, and the blade of the sword came quickly, splashing a bloody light.
The felt hat of the man in the new battle jacket flew violently, and a familiar horse-faced man fell on his head.