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When Xu Dingbang saw the patrol musket soldiers leaving, he breathed a sigh of relief. As a senior officer, he was found to have a problem killing his subordinates. Now that the hundred households have solved a problem for him, Xu Dingbang is grateful.

Xu Dingbang whispered: "Thank you brother!"

A hundred household smiled and said, "We are on the same boat!"

Xu Dingbang knew that the hundred-household household meant to look at the old man first. Not to mention being injured, even if he was crazy, he would not be able to afford to be guilty!

Xu Dingbang came to Zhu Jiang, who was standing beside him, and asked in a low voice: "Your Highness! Your Highness! How about you?"

Xu Dingbang saw Zhu Jiang slowly lifting his head, and his spiritless eyes were no longer red. This old man was fine, as long as it was fine!

"Chief Xu is all the people of the Ming Dynasty. Why do these soldiers treat these civilians like this?" Zhu Jiang asked in Xu Dingbang's eyes.

This question is difficult for Xu Dingbang. He was originally a military household who could not read a word. In the past, the commander in the army ordered people to kill people, so no one asked the reason. At first, Xu Dingbang couldn't do it, but killing too much is similar to killing chickens, so he became numb. But now Zhu Jiang asked himself why it was difficult for Xu Dingbang to ruin Xu Dingbang. If an ordinary soldier asked Xu Dingbang, Lao Xu would definitely go up and slapped him, and he would definitely have no problem. But the person in front of him was not enough to say that he could fight!

Xu Dingbang thought for a long time and probably hadn't died so many brain cells even though he had grown up. Finally, he said: "Prince, I don't know why, maybe Lord Ma knows, after all, he is a scholar!" Although he was influenced by Zhu Hongsan in the army, he still admired those stinky old ninth person in his heart. Xu Dingbang had no choice but to push Ma Jiyuan.

Zhu Jiang also knew Lao Xu's level, and he didn't say anything when he heard that. He just nodded, stood up and continued to walk north of the city.

There were more than 40,000 defenders in Yangzhou City. Most of these people were Han military flags transferred from Shandong and Huaian. They were covered with the blood of the Ming army. They also knew that they would not die well when they fell under the Ming army, so the resistance was very fierce. After the initial chaos, the Qing army, under the command of several generals who had reacted, began to resist in the city based on private houses. However, under the organized clearance of the Ming army, relying on the artillery in their hands, slowly squeezed the living space of the Qing army from block to block.

Finally, on the third day after entering the city, on the morning of the eighth day of the first lunar month of the second year of Shenwu, the Qing army's last fortress, Lianghuai Salt Transport Office, was captured by cannons. Wang Shixuan, Zhu Shichang and other Manchu and Han generals were killed. The battle in Yangzhou, which lasted nearly two months, finally ended.

After Ma Jiyuan learned that the entire Yangzhou city had fallen into his hands, he immediately brought all his staff to work in the city. Zhao Guodong had no choice. Although there was no large-scale resistance in the city, there were still sporadic firefights. Something happened to the Governor himself into the city. His admiral was over. Zhao Guodong could not bring 200 people to protect Ma Jiyuan into the city.

Now that the Anjiangmen in the south gate has fallen into the hands of the Ming army, Ma Jiyuan and others entered the city at Anjiangmen Water Pass, which is very close to the Lianghuai Salt Transport Office.

As soon as Ma Jiyuan and others arrived at the entrance of Anjiangmen, they saw a large group of people standing outside Anjiangmen. When they walked in, they saw that there were all captured Qing army prisoners, including thousands of people, with their hands tied up, and Ming soldiers were escorting them by the side. On the edge of the canal, forty or fifty Ming soldiers were wearing clothes and holding machetes, and were executing these Qing army prisoners one by one.

Ma Jiyuan was stunned at first sight. He did not give orders to kill prisoners. Although these Qing troops committed many evil deeds, they were all Han people. The emperor had ordered them to transport them to Luzon to start mining. Why are there anyone who openly violated their orders and publicly executed the prisoners?

Ma Jiyuan asked with a deep face, "Admiral Zhao, what's going on?"

Zhao Guodong also saw what happened by the river. He heard Ma Jiyuan ask about it and quickly replied: "Master, General Mo doesn't know why, General Mo did not ask him to do this!" After Zhao Guodong said that, he quickly ordered his own soldiers to see what was going on.

After a while, the personal soldiers came back. There was also a tall man without a shirt coming back with the personal soldiers. It was Jiang Xiaozi Jiang Pengju.

Zhao Guodong knew what was going on when he saw Jiang Jianzi coming. Jiang Pengju liked to kill prisoners the most, and he must have done this today.

"Blind Jiang, why did you cause me?"

Jiang Pengju hates being called blind man Jiang the most, but Zhao Guodong has no objection to him.

"It turned out to be Lord Taiwan Producer and Lord Admiral! These bastards killed many of my comrades. Now Yangzhou is ours, so it's time for them to pay their blood debts!"

Zhao Guodong heard what Jiang Pengju said, really wanted to come forward and slap him a few times: "Fuck, you don't have the emperor's imperial edict, and you dare to kill prisoners without the orders of the National Taiwan Master? Are you afraid of your life?"

After Zhao Guodong said that, he quickly turned his head to Ma Jiyuan and said, "Master Taifa, you know this blind man Jiang, you are just a person who is willing to do it. Today, please forgive this killer for the sake of the old lady and the King of Qin!"

Zhao Guodong couldn't help but speak for Jiang Pengju. Is Jiang Pengju his subordinates or his brother who was born and died on the battlefield? How can we meet after he didn't talk for him? Jiang Pengju was reminded by Zhao Guodong and felt that he had done too much. This was not when the bandits were suppressed in Zhoushan, and those dozens of people were killed. Now, outside Yangzhou City, a large number of Ming soldiers and officials were watching. If it came to the emperor's ears, the official position he had finally recovered would be wasted again.

Jiang Pengju quickly knelt down on one knee and said, "I am wrong. Please punish the National Taiwan Master!"

Although Ma Jiyuan was pedantic before, he was not stupid. Now, as the governor of Liangjiang, he needed these military men to work hard. If he sanctioned Jiang Pengju, it would not only make the hearts of the army generals, but even his wife could not agree. After all, without Jiang Pengju's wife, he would die in Xinyang City.

Ma Jiyuan pretended to be angry and asked, "Jiang Pengju, I ordered you to move the prisoners out of the city, why are you stranded at the South Gate? Why don't you move away quickly!"

Zhao Guodong was relieved to hear Ma Jiyuan say this and cursed at Jiang Pengju: "Blind Jiang, you are so blind! Don't you know if you block the city gate? Why don't you take these Qing army prisoners away!"

Jiang Pengju quickly bowed to receive the order and took his subordinates to escort the Qing army away.

Ma Jiyuan brought people into Anjiangmen. This was not the main battlefield, and there were not many dead people, which looked pretty good. However, after passing Taiping Bridge, it entered the old city of Yangzhou. Most of the here were official military camps, which was where the Qing army and the Ming army fought fiercely. Although the fierce battle has stopped, there are dead people everywhere.

Seeing that it was so miserable, Ma Jiyuan said to his chief aide Fang Fengnian: "Shutian, you need your brother's help now. The Yangzhou prefect asked you to take the place for a while, collect officials at all levels of Yangzhou Prefecture, and organize local gentry to clean up the bodies. Although it is cold now, these corpses everywhere are really unattractive!"

Fang Fengnian was a Jinshi in the second year of Tianqi. He used to be a provincial cadre in Huguang, but he was a third-rank provincial cadre. Now Ma Jiyuan asked him to be the fourth-rank Yangzhou prefect. However, Fang Fengnian had been at home after being demoted before, and his hometown was not in the east of Zhejiang, which had a fierce resistance, but in the relatively safe Sui'an County in western Zhejiang. Therefore, when Zhu Hongsan occupied Nanjing to reward meritoriously, Fang Fengnian had no capital.

However, Fang Fengnian had a good classmate, Ma Jiyuan. After learning that Ma Jiyuan was the governor of Liangjiang and was also the emperor's father-in-law, Fang Fengnian came to join his old classmate Ma Jiyuan.

Before Fang Fengnian, he was both Qingliu and Ma Jiyuan. In addition, when Fang Fengnian was in the school administration in Huguang, he took care of the Ma family. Otherwise, Ma Mingyuan became a scholar in his teens, would he really think it was Ma Laoer's own contribution?

With a good friend and a favor, Ma Jiyuan was very respectful during the years and asked him to serve as a staff member in his own scepter first. If he was short of it, he would definitely release him.

With such a strong backer, it is naturally fast to be promoted. This is not a direct way for Fang Fengnian to get an acting prefect of Yangzhou. The civil servants around Ma Jiyuan were jealous. But there was nothing to do about it. No matter what, identity, qualifications, and age, Fang Fengnian were all ahead of them. The civil servants under Ma Jiyuan could only come forward and squint their conscience and say some insincere congratulations. Everyone knows that although this prefect is an agent, according to the relationship between Ma Jiyuan and the emperor, coupled with Fang Fengnian's people's expectations, they are basically going through a formality with the emperor, and the agency can immediately become a real task.

Fang Fengnian was also very happy. He was not the emperor's direct lineage in Huguang, nor the anti-Qing faction in eastern Zhejiang, nor the Donglin Party. It would be nice to have a prefect as soon as he came out of the mountain.

"I thanked Master Taitai Master. I will organize the civil servants to clean up the bodies in Yangzhou City!" After Fang Fengnian said that, he took people down to the Yangzhou Prefecture Office and began to fulfill his responsibilities.

Ma Jiyuan came to the gate of the Lianghuai Salt Transportation Office. As the general command of the Qing army, the battle was the most intense. The magnificent Lianghuai Salt Transportation Office was basically burned down, and there were dead people everywhere inside and outside. The fires in some houses had not been extinguished. How far away they were, you could feel a wave of heat coming.

Ma Jiyuan didn't expect this to turn out like this. Zhao Guodong next to him said, "Sir, the fire here has not yet been extinguished, so why not go to the Yangzhou Prefecture Office to work!"

Ma Jiyuan thought that he had asked Fang Fengnian to go to Yangzhou Prefecture just now, and it was really inappropriate to go there by himself.

"Admiral Zhao, is there any official in the city intact?"

Zhao Guodong thought about it and probably only had the only one left. The public school was very wide as the venue for the college entrance examination, and there were probably several complete houses in that place.

"Master of Taiwan, there are several complete houses in the Fuxue School!"

When Ma Jiyuan heard it, he was not bad. As the highest educational institution of the government, the most saint and ancestor worshipped in it, Hong Chengchou was so crazy that he could not burn it.
Chapter completed!