Chapter 12: Passerby A·True Little Brother—Zuo Liangyu of Linqing

 Feng Ziying was silent for a while.

There are so many people in Feng's house now. Uncle Fu and his wife are old and frail, but he and Ruixiang are both young people no more than eleven or twelve years old. Among these people, the businessman surnamed Xue and his companion must have been away for a long time. The one named Jia Hua looks like a scholar, so he should have an origin.

The problem is that neither group of people know the details. Although it is roughly estimated that it has nothing to do with the bandits, under such circumstances, it is really hard to say whether any accidents will happen.

 Just in this situation, if Feng You is not allowed to go out to inquire about the situation, how can he go out himself?

Feng Ziying glanced at the thin, dark boy next to her who didn't speak much.

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

“Uncle You, that’s all I can do. I just hate that I can’t help and it makes Uncle You suffer.” Feng Ziying bowed her hands.

Feng You was surprised and quickly returned the favor: "Brother Keng is too polite. This is what I should do. It's just a matter in this courtyard. I have observed that although the origins of these people are unknown, they should be It has nothing to do with the bandits. Of course, we need to be on guard against others, and we need to be careful. I will try to get back within an hour."

Looking at the dark and skinny boy again, Feng You considered it for a moment: "I wanted this guy to go with me. He is familiar with the situation, but I'm worried..."

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

“Hey, you’re not convinced, what’s your name?” Feng You was also happy and looked at the other person up and down.

 “Linqing Zuo Liangyu!” The young man puffed up his chest.

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

Zuo Liangyu? ! Linqing Zuo Liangyu?

Although Feng Ziying is not a history major, she was once very interested in the history of the late Ming Dynasty. When "The Fifteen Years of Wanli" and "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty" were once popular, she once read it as a recreational book. In his previous life, he Although his native place is Linqing, he has never actually lived in Linqing. It's just that his father is from Linqing, but his father never returned to Linqing after he joined the army.

However, as his native place is Linqing, of course he still knows some celebrities in Linqing. Zuo Liangyu, who was in charge of the Southern Ming army in the late Ming Dynasty, is indeed from Linqing. If the second year of Yonglong is really around 1600, it seems that his age is also That's sort of right.

 The problem is that the Great Ming Dynasty has long since disappeared, and now it is the Great Zhou Dynasty. Will the inertia of the wheel of history continue to roll forward and crush everything? What should appear and what should come will appear and come?

Perhaps not necessarily.

At least Feng Ziying has the impression that the civil unrest in the Linqing Dynasty in the late Ming Dynasty was caused by a tax supervisor named Ma, but that was the tax supervisor of Emperor Wanli and had nothing to do with the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty today. Or it may be the wheel of history. , no matter which emperor he is, he still wants to make such a historical rut?

"Master, it's all my fault. If I hadn't wanted a lion cat, I wouldn't have been like this..." Just when Feng Ziying was still wondering what era Zuo Liangyu, who had completely subverted his own image, was in now, she stood The girl in the wing apologized quietly.

"Okay, don't blame yourself. No one could have expected this kind of thing. Who would have thought that something like this would happen under the eyes of the Linqing Guard?" Jia Yucun also shook his head and sighed.

The girl had just lost her mother not long ago. Although her mother-in-law took care of her along the way, she was still in a depressed mood. He also wanted to give the girl some relief, so he said that the Linqing lion cat born with a pair of amber eyes was a royal tribute, and even It was attractive and aroused the little girl's temper, so she went ashore to buy it.

He also served as a state magistrate for a time. As a literati with a Jinshi background, he has been seeking restoration and is no stranger to the current political situation.

In my impression, Shandong has always been relatively safe and peaceful. There is neither the danger of Mongolian invaders from three sides, nor the danger of Japanese pirate attacks along the Jiangnan coast, nor the threat of the Jianzhou Jurchens who are growing in power in Liaodong. It can be called the richest place in the North. A stable place, which can be seen from the prosperity and splendor of Linqing City.

Unexpectedly, the sudden civil uprising that occurred less than an hour after landing suddenly exposed this illusion, which made Jia Yucun feel a little worried in his heart.

Could it be that the Zhou Dynasty was already in danger of overthrowing less than a hundred years after its founding? But this thought just flashed through Jia Yucun's mind and he didn't really take it to heart.

After all, the Great Zhou Dynasty is still the co-owner of the country. No matter the Mongols outside the Great Wall, the Jurchens in Liaodong, North Korea and Japan, or Annan (Jiaozhi) in the south, they still respect the Great Zhou Dynasty. No one dares to say that he can override it. Above the Great Zhou Empire.

The plan to go to Beijing for a revival had been brewing for a long time, and finally he found an opportunity for Lin Ruhai to take the initiative to write a letter to contact his uncle Jia's family.

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

The head of the Wang family, Wang Ziteng, now holds the position of Jiedu envoy in Beijing.

 This position is extraordinary.

The official name of the Jingying Jiedu Envoy is the Governor-General Jingying Rongzheng. He is in charge of the defense of the entire Jingshi area. The three major camps of the Jingshi - Shenshu Camp, Shenji Camp, and Wujun Camp are all under his control, which is also commonly known as the Jingying Festival among the people. Du envoys, usually served by ministers trusted by the emperor, were among the most prominent among the generals of the Zhou Dynasty.

Although military generals were controlled by civilian officials these days, the Jiedushi of Jingying was already the top figure among military officials. In fact, except for the Minister of War and the left and right ministers, no one could reach the top.

In many cases, this position even has the title of Director of the Ministry of War or even the Right Assistant Minister of the Ministry of War. Even cabinet ministers must respect it to a certain extent. If the emperor is loyal to the emperor, he will have enough suggestion power in the promotion of many generals.

"Master, what should we do now?" The little girl was still a little timid. It was her first time to go out and she encountered such a thing, and it was all caused by herself.

"Let's wait and see what the knight can do after he goes out to inquire about the news." Jia Yucun didn't have a good idea. Linqing City was now in chaos. The three of them were helpless. After going out, they were messed up. If you encounter bandits, you really have no choice but to let yourself be slaughtered, but if you stay here, it's hard to say whether you will be taken advantage of by the bandits, and you will just sit back and wait for death.

"Master, I'm afraid that such a big house will be targeted by bandits sooner or later, right? We will have no way to retreat by then..." The little girl frowned and pouted, knowing that this was not an option, but so what?

Jia Yucun once thought about going out to Yongqingmen and knocking on the door with the name of Yangzhou Salt Patrol Censor, but after thinking about it, she still felt that the risk was too great.

He saw with his own eyes that a certain big household in the city was turned away when he knocked on the door. It is hard to say how much weight the Yangzhou Salt Patrol Censor's sign had in the eyes of the defenders at Linqing Guard, and they may not believe your words.

“I’m afraid the only way out now is with the Feng family.” Jia Yucun has already figured out the origin of this family.

 Most of the local wealthy families have some escape routes, such as secret passages, caves or secret rooms. How could a mansion with such a vast area not have one? It's just hard to say whether they are willing to let outsiders know.

 So by then I am afraid that I will finally have to show off Lin Ruhai’s brand and seek a chance.

 (End of this chapter)