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Chapter 92 Liejiang, Wind Change (1)

The city of Nanjing was covered with thick clouds.

The dull sound of thunder penetrated from the horizon. Before the sound could reach the ground, another bolt of lightning struck, shining on a plaque on the red door with four big characters written on it: 'Jiankang Prince's Mansion'.

The rain happened to be heavy at this time. A soaked messenger rode a black horse and came here despite the rain. He immediately pulled the reins, rolled off the horse, and hurried to the palace and knocked on the door.

"Who?"

The messenger twisted his sleeves and shook his soap boots: "Go and report to Mr. Wan, he belongs to the prince!"

Wan Heshun, the king of Jiankang County, held a rusty gun and watched it shaking gently for a long time without making any sound. It was not until the bead curtain in front of him made a sound that he put down the thing in his hand and raised it.

Looking away.

"Young man, please see the prince." The messenger lowered his hands and bowed.

Wan Heshun smiled kindly and said: "Since you are someone close to the prince, how can I dare to accept such a great gift from you? Sit down quickly."

The messenger gave in a few more times, but could not resist his good intentions, so he had to sit on his left side and talk to him across the table.

"The prince and I have never met, but he spared no effort to send you to travel a long way from the capital. Why do you want to see me?" Wan Heshun pushed the tea bowl towards him.

The messenger smiled and replied: "I don't dare to hide this from the prince. Although I am from the prince's house, I am here under the orders of Chen Tongpao, the minister of official affairs, and he sent me here."

"Oh?" Wan Heshun looked a little surprised, "Why do you, a subordinate of the crown prince, have to take orders from the officials?"

"Don't be anxious, I will tell you slowly. Chen Tongpao, Gao Jizhi and others are loyal ministers in the court. Recently, seeing the decline of the Liu Party, they conspired with His Highness the Crown Prince to eliminate the traitors and make the Emperor

Pro-government. In the southern part of Liuzhen

On the occasion of the visit, Mr. Chen specially found His Highness and said that there must be many variables during this southern tour. Please send someone as a follower so that he can use the name of the Crown Prince to do things conveniently. Therefore, I followed him for a few days, and he was indeed sent

Used."

"Is there any proof?" Wan Heshun asked dubiously after hearing what he said eloquently.

"Of course!" the messenger responded, and immediately took out a piece of damp kraft paper from his arms. He first pulled out the letter wrapped in it, then turned the envelope upside down and shook it. A small seal fell on the table.

"This is written by the prince himself and addressed to Mr. Chen. This is the seal stamped on it. The prince can verify it."

Wan Heshun twisted the letter and compared the seal with the things on hand. He found that the size and text were the same, and the details were exactly the same. He was convinced, nodded and said: "Say, what's your name?"

What am I going to do!"

The messenger still smiled: "My lord, what you said is wrong. Who dares to order you except the emperor? Today is nothing more than the word 'please'. If the lord is worried and unwilling to help, then the villain will go back immediately. Anyway, come here

He disappeared without a trace, pretending that this whole thing never happened."

"Well..." Wan Heshun squeezed the gun in his hand so hard that a large piece of rust fell off and dyed the whole finger black, but he didn't seem to notice.

After thinking hard for a while, Wan Heshun suddenly stared, frowned, rolled up his sleeves and stood up, slapped his hand on the table, turned his head, and looked at the messenger intently.

: "Did you know? This gun was given by the emperor back then. Although it still remains

It has become rusty and dusty, and looks inconspicuous, but I have always regarded it as a great favor from the Holy One. I have to salute and bow to it every day and never forget it. Today, the royal family is in trouble and traitors are rampant.

For the sake of the country and the country, it is my duty to die in repayment of kindness!"

After hearing this impassioned speech, the messenger couldn't help but look at him with admiration: "It's hard for a villain to match the noble heart of an adult! Then I'll tell you, Mr. Chen would like to ask you to lead troops to Wuchang.

Yangtze River, using military force to intimidate the Liu Party is enough."

"This is not easy!" Wan Heshun straightened his body, sneered, and immediately waved his hand to his confidants, "You, please quickly pass the order to the generals of each battalion, asking them to mobilize 10,000 men and horses tomorrow and follow me to Hubei; as for the south

Just leave 5,000 people to monitor Lu Fangxuan all the way, and he won't make any big noise."

Seeing that his confidant had accepted the order, Wan He turned around and asked the messenger: "The messenger has been working hard all the way. I am here to choose a place for you to live. What do you think?"

"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey."

The two of them laughed and walked out of the house, but behind them, the tail end of the gun was hanging in the air, teetering on the edge, but no one cared.

Far away in Kaifeng, Niu Yuan's plan was still going smoothly. With the support of the Minister of Industry, he seemed to be like God's help and immediately ordered the arrest of officials involved in the embezzlement case of ICBC. No one stopped him along the way. Just in time.

Just when the minister felt that everything was going smoothly, he suddenly received a bit of bad news: the minister of the Ministry of Industry who ordered Hu Chonglian was not among the patrol team, but stayed in the capital to handle the affairs of the ministry on behalf of the minister.

Niu Yuan regretted not being able to predict the current situation at the beginning, but his mood quickly calmed down because he felt that this was just a small bump before victory. What would happen if he waited a few more days? So he

one-sided

The confidant returned to Beijing to arrest the person, and at the same time he went to comfort the Minister of the Ministry of Industry, telling him not to panic and to relax. After handling these official duties, Niu Yuan quickly forgot about the sudden irritability and went back to his dormitory to have a good night's sleep.

Just got up early in the morning.

He washed his face, put on his official uniform, and strolled to the door of the Yamen. After accepting the salutes of all the Yamen servants, he stepped over the threshold with satisfaction, followed a paved stone road, and gradually climbed up to the central hall.

He walked gently past the screen wall, thinking about asking the ministers about today's situation, but he raised his head and glanced at the hall, and suddenly he was like a sculpture, frozen in place, motionless.

It turned out that the middle hall was already in chaos at this time. Officials no longer lined up and were running around. The people coming and going showed fear on their faces and even forgot to look at the road. As a result, there were many people who collided with each other.

Niu Yuan didn't understand what was going on here and was about to find someone to ask. Unexpectedly, an official came from the side and bumped into his shoulder. He staggered and almost fell to the ground.

"I'm sorry, Prime Minister..." He turned pale with fright, quickly dusted his sleeves and knelt down to say.

"What disease are you all suffering from? If you have important matters, just discuss them carefully. Why are you running around inexplicably?" Niu Yuan suddenly changed his face.

"Feng Xiang, how should we discuss this matter? Prince Wanjun has led an army of 10,000 troops to the Yangtze River!"

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