MTL - Number of People-Chapter 12 A Scroll of Passers-by A True Little Brother——Linqing Zuoliang

  Chapter 12 A Character Scroll Passerby A·True Little Brother—Linqing Zuo Liangyu

  Feng Ziying remained silent for a while.

Now that there are so many people in Feng's house, Uncle Fu and his wife are old and weak, but he and Ruixiang are both young people under eleven or twelve years old, and these few people, the businessman surnamed Xue and his companion, seem to have been away for a long time The one who wandered around, and the one named Jia Hua looked like a scholar, so he should have a history.

  The problem is that these two groups of people don't know the details. Although it is roughly estimated that they should have nothing to do with the bandits, but under such circumstances, it is really hard to say whether there will be any accidents.

   It's just that in such a situation, Feng You is not allowed to go out to inquire about the situation, should he go out by himself?

  Feng Ziying glanced at the dark and thin young man beside him who didn't speak much.

   It would be great if this kid could go out and help find out some situations, but the problem is that this guy is from a different perspective, and he may not know what situations need to be grasped now. Although he is familiar with people, he can only start.

   "Uncle You, that's all there is to it, I just hate that I can't help and make Uncle You tired." Feng Ziying bowed her hands.

Feng You was surprised, and hurriedly bowed his hands in return: "Brother Keng is too polite, this is what I should have done, but what happened in this courtyard, I have observed, although the origins of these people are unknown, but they should be It has nothing to do with the bandits, of course it is necessary to be on guard against others, but also need to be careful, I will try to get back within an hour."

   Glancing at the black and thin boy again, Feng You considered for a while: "I wanted this kid to go with me, he is familiar with the situation, but I'm worried..."

   "No one in Linqing City is as familiar as I am, and I'm not afraid of those people. At worst, they will go into the alleys or go down the river. They don't have bows and arrows, so they can't catch me..." The black skinny boy was obviously a little unconvinced.

   "Yo, I'm not convinced, what's your name?" Feng You was also amused, looking him up and down.

   "Linqing Zuo Liangyu!" The young man raised his chest.

  Feng Ziying was still in a daze until Feng You took the black and thin boy out and Fu Bo closed the door again.

  Zuo Liangyu? ! Linqing Zuo Liangyu?

Although Feng Ziying did not study history, she was also very interested in the history of the late Ming Dynasty. When "The Fifteen Years of Wanli" and "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" were popular for a time, she also read them as pastime books. Although his native place is Linqing, he has never actually lived in Linqing, but his father is from Linqing, but his father never returned to Linqing after he came out as a soldier.

However, as his native place in Linqing, he certainly knows some of the famous people in Linqing. Zuo Liangyu, who was in charge of the Nanming army at the end of Ming Dynasty, was indeed from Linqing. If the second year of Yonglong was really around 1600, it seems that this age is also It's kind of right.

  The problem is that the Great Ming is gone, and now it is the Great Week, will the inertia of the wheel of history continue to roll forward and crush everything, what should appear, what should come, will appear, will come?

  I'm afraid not necessarily.

At least Feng Ziying has the impression that the civil unrest in Linqing in the late Ming Dynasty was caused by a tax inspector surnamed Ma, but that was the tax inspector of Emperor Wanli, and has nothing to do with the current emperor of Dazhou, or it is moving like the wheel of history , no matter which emperor is also going to grind out such a historical rut?

"Master, it's all my fault. If I didn't want a lion cat, it wouldn't be like this..." Just as Feng Ziying was still thinking about which era Zuo Liangyu, who completely subverted her own image, was in, she stood The girl in the wing room apologized softly.

   "Okay, don't blame yourself. No one expected this kind of thing. Who would have thought that such a thing would happen under Linqingwei's nose?" Jia Yucun also shook his head and sighed.

The girl had just lost her mother not long ago, and although she was taken care of by her mother-in-law along the way, she was in a state of depression. He also wanted to explain this to the girl, so he said that the Linqing lion cat with a pair of amber eyes was a royal tribute. It's cute, and it arouses the little girl's temper, so I went ashore to buy it.

  He was also a magistrate once, and as a literati who was born as a Jinshi, he has been seeking recovery and is no stranger to the current political situation.

In my impression, Shandong has always been relatively peaceful. There is neither the danger of the Mongols invading the frontier, nor the Japanese pirates in the south of the Yangtze River, nor the threat of the Jianzhou Jurchen who is growing in power in Liaodong. It can be called the most prosperous in the North. A safe place, this can be glimpsed from the prosperity and magnificence of Linqing City.

   I never expected that the sudden civil uprising within an hour of landing would shatter this illusory illusion, which made Jia Yucun feel a little worried.

   Could it be said that the Great Zhou was in danger of being overthrown less than a hundred years after its founding? But this kind of thought just flashed in Jia Yucun's mind, and he didn't really take it to heart.

After all, Da Zhou is still the co-lord of the country. Whether it is the Mongols outside the Great Wall or the Jurchen in Liaodong, or North Korea and Japan, Annan (Jiaozhi) in the south still respects Da Zhou. No one dares to say that he can override Above the Great Zhou Empire.

   It was a long time in the making to go to Beijing to plan a comeback, and finally found an opportunity for Lin Ruhai to write a letter to contact his uncle Jia's family.

  As Leng Zixing said, although the Jia family is no longer as grand as it was when Ning Rong Ergong was three generations ago, the skinny camel is bigger than a horse, and the background is still there, and the Jia family's in-laws, the Wang family, are even more prosperous now.

  The Patriarch of the Wang Family, Wang Ziteng, now even ranks as the envoy of the Beijing Camp.

  This job is a big deal.

The official name of the Jingying Jiedushi is the governor of the Jingying Rongzheng, who is in charge of the defense of the entire Jingshi area. The three major battalions of the Jingshi—Shenshu Battalion, Shenji Battalion, and Wujun Battalion are all under its control, which is commonly known as the Jingying Festival Dushi, for example, is served by the emperor's trusted officials, and he is one of the most prominent military generals in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

  Although military generals are subject to civilian officials these days, the Jiedushi of the Beijing Camp is already the top figure among military officials. In fact, except for the Minister of the Ministry of War and the Left and Right Ministers, no one can rank above them.

  In many cases, this position even has the title of head of the Ministry of War or even the title of the right servant of the Ministry of War. Even the cabinet ministers have to be respected.

   "Master, what should we do now?" The little girl was still a little timid. It was the first time she went out to encounter such a thing, and it was because of herself.

"Let's see that chivalrous man go out to inquire about the news and make sense." Jia Yucun also has no good way. Linqing City is now in chaos, and the three of them are powerless. If the bandits meet, they really have no choice but to let them be slaughtered, but it's hard to say whether they will be spotted by the bandits if they stay here, and they will sit and wait to die again.

   "Master, I'm afraid that this big house will be targeted by bandits sooner or later, right? At that time, we will have no way to retreat..." The little girl frowned and pouted, knowing that this is not the way, but what should I do?

  Jia Yucun also thought about going out to Yongqing Gate and knocking on the door with the sign of Yangzhou Yanyan Yushi's daughter, but after thinking about it, she still felt that the risk was too great.

  He saw with his own eyes a certain big family in the city who went to knock on the door and was rejected, and it is hard to say how important the signboard of Yangzhou Yanyan Yushi is in the eyes of the defenders in Linqingwei, and they may not believe your side of the story.

   "I'm afraid the only way out now lies with the Feng family." Jia Yucun has already figured out the origin of this family.

  Most of these local rich and powerful families have some escape routes, such as secret passages, crypts or secret rooms. It's just that it's hard to say whether people are willing to let outsiders know.

  So at that time, I am afraid that I will finally have to put Lin Ruhai's signboard and ask for a chance.

  (end of this chapter)