Han’s Son is Not a Slave

Chapter 19: Unlucky

“Mom sucks, Geng Jimao is too deceiving!”

In Luoding City, in the former Ming Dynasty Luoding Zhizhou Yamen, after reading the letter sent by the elder brother Kong Guozhi from Guangzhou, Kong Guoliang, the general manager of the Green Camp, was immediately furious. He was so angry that he smashed the tea bowl in his hand and kicked the stool Flip a few.

Sitting across from him, Mr. Shao Jiugong was so frightened that he quickly stepped forward and persuaded him, “Boss Qian, please calm down, Mr. Qian, calm down!”

“Relieve your anger? Can I breathe this anger!”

Shao Jiugong didn’t persuade him, but when he persuaded Kong Guoliang, he became even more angry, and he opened his mouth and scolded: “Damn, why does Geng Jimao’s soldiers eat delicious and spicy food in Guangzhou City, I will eat cabbage in this ghost place! That day! When Chaozhou was broken, he, Geng Jimao, and the Manchus did not allow us to enter the city. The brothers watched eagerly as they scrambled in the city. When they were there, they threw a few thousand taels of silver to our Jiangxi soldiers. We have come to this ghost place, this **** is not such a deceitful person!”

“This matter is what King Jingnan did wrong, but Lord Qian, don’t be angry. The first-level official crushed people to death, not to mention that they are vassal kings.”

Shao Jiugong also felt useless in his heart, but he couldn’t help but Geng Jimao was the king of Jingnan appointed by the court, and his arms couldn’t twist his thighs. Even if they had 10,000 complaints, could it be possible that they could still fight a lawsuit with the vassal kings appointed by the court? This anger can only be swallowed in the stomach, there is nowhere to spread it!

“Isn’t that kid Geng Jimao his father died long ago to be a prince? If it weren’t for my two brothers, he would have been able to conquer Chaozhou? There is no such way to demolish a bridge by crossing the river! You have never seen him in Chaozhou, and followed behind General Ha Mu. It’s like a dog, where does it look like a prince, if it weren’t for our Jiangxi soldiers rushing to the front, the two or three thousand soldiers and horses under his command would not even be enough for Hao Shangjiu!”

Thinking of the battle of Chaozhou, Geng Jimao, relying on the support of Hahamu, used Jiangxi soldiers and Guangdong soldiers as cannon fodder. After killing more than 100,000 Chaozhou people, Kong Guoliang hated his teeth. But I hate not Geng Jimao and Hahamu massacre, but I hate myself for not being able to participate. They can only watch Geng and Ha transport the wealth that Hao Shangjiu has accumulated over the years together with the property of Chaozhou people back to Guangzhou in hundreds of carts. . When others eat meat, he can’t even bite a bone, can he not hate it!

Shao Jiugong was also depressed in the battle of Chaozhou, but he didn’t dare to scold the vassal king like Kong Guoliang, so he could only change the subject and asked, “What did the commander-in-chief say?”

“Don’t mention my eldest brother, every time I go back to the letter, I always tell me to endure, endure, endure, endure, how long does this **** endure!” Kong Guoliang slapped the letter on the table, his cheeks bulging with anger.

“Master Chief Bing is also thinking about President Qian and the brothers. We Jiangxi soldiers are guest soldiers. If we really offend the King of Jingnan, the brothers will have to drink the northwest wind.” Shao Jiugong’s head is not confused, and he doesn’t need to guess to know why Kong Guozhi is. To persuade the brothers to bear this sigh, is there no way to do it? If there is a way, can you bear it?

Kong Guoliang said, “How can a living person be suffocated by urine? There is no place to keep the master here, but there is a place to leave the master. As I said, the elder brother will lead us directly back to Jiangxi. What is it to be angry in Guangdong? It’s the Manchurian people and the two princes who made the merits. We Jiangxi soldiers are nothing in their eyes, and they won’t feel bad if they die!”

my grandfather!

Kong Guoliang’s remarks almost didn’t make Shao Jiugong tremble. He thought that if you brothers from the Kong family really brought troops back to Jiangxi without an order from the imperial court, they would be a traitor. I’m afraid they would be called Pingnan and Jingnan before they left Guangdong. The soldiers were destroyed, and when they were finished, they had to be slaughtered. It doesn’t matter if your Confucius family is full of censorship, but don’t hurt our gang.

Fortunately, Kong Guoliang is just an angry word. His two brothers took 3,000 soldiers to Guangdong last year. Most of them were damaged in the first battle in Chaozhou. At present, in addition to the 200 people under Kong Guozhi in Guangzhou, there are only more than 400 of him. , you have to endure even if you suffer from such a big grievance, who makes you incompetent. If the three thousand men and horses were unscathed, Geng Jimao could send them three melons and two dates so casually and send them to Luoding?

Kong Guoliang scolded Geng Jimao for a few more words, and then kept his head down and said nothing.

Shao Jiugong thoughtfully said, “Would you like to stop sending the official documents to the top?”

Hearing the words, Kong Guoliang said angrily, “Geng Jimao really wants to agree to adjust the defense for us, and my elder brother won’t even be able to enter his palace!” After speaking, he kicked the stool in front of him to On the other hand, he picked up the whip on the table and said, “Come on, let me go out for a walk, staying in this shabby yamen is **** sick.”

“Hey, good!”

Shao Jiugong hurried out of the house and ordered someone to prepare a horse for Kong Guoliang.

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Shao Jiugong accompanied Kong Guoliang out of the yamen, but he didn’t know where to go. What he saw in front of him was nothing but the dilapidated street. The pedestrians on the street were even more pitiful. He saw a group of Qing troops coming out of the yamen, setting up stalls. The people of this place were so frightened that they closed the stall and ran away, who would dare to stay there. Dilapidated houses and deserted streets are full of dead air, making people more and more stuffy.

The Ming and Qing sides fought in Guangdong for seven or eight years, and none of the prefectures and counties were spared from military disasters. The provincial capital, Guangzhou, was even slaughtered by the Qing army. The 100,000 people slaughtered in Chaozhou City paled in comparison to the provincial capital. You must know that after the Qing army entered the city of Guangzhou, they would kill anyone they saw, whether it was an elderly person, a baby or a woman, they were all massacred by the Qing army. The huge city of Guangzhou was completely empty, and its tragic situation was no less than that of Yangzhou on the tenth day.

The provincial capital is still like this, and the rest of the city can be imagined. In comparison, Luoding is still good. At least the Qing army did not massacre the city, making Luoding the only city in Luoding Prefecture that is still inhabited. This is probably the same as the Qing Dynasty. The army needs to enslave the people, otherwise what will they eat and drink, and how will they drive the people.

In fact, Kong Guoliang didn’t have any purpose. He was just too bored in the Zhizhou Yamen, and his heart was choked up again, so he wanted to go out for a walk. It didn’t matter where he went. After walking around the city and arriving at the east gate, Kong Guoliang watched for a while. No one came in and out except for two Taoist priests and a few villagers who came into the city to sell firewood, and immediately felt that it was not interesting. , secretly scolded that Luo Ding was really stupid, so poor that even the merchants refused to come, so that he couldn’t get any oil or water.

Seeing Mr. Qian Zong coming over, the Qing soldiers who were guarding the gate hurried over to salute. Kong Guoliang waved his hand impatiently, indicating that they were busy with their own business. Give them a few whips.

Bored, Kong Guoliang decided to go back. After shouting to Shao Jiugong, he turned his horse’s head and wanted to go back. Just as the horse turned around, he saw another bald monk wearing a tattered monk’s robe walking in from the city gate.

“Bah, two Taoist priests just passed by, and another bald donkey came. It’s really bad luck. I have to go back and find that little lady so that I can get rid of bad luck.”

Thinking of the daughter who was honored by the Lin family, Kong Guoliang suddenly became interested and lusted, so he reined in his horse and rushed forward, causing the pedestrians in the distance to scream and dodge.