The conditions in Dinghaiwei were simple, and the Guang House, Zhang Guojun, the uncle of Wulu, did not have the various delicacies he listed. Ma Gui was so busy that he was sweating profusely that he did not satisfy Zhang Guojun, but instead made him angry.

"The King of Lu is here to serve as the governor of the country, and we don't eat such vulgar food in Taizhou!"

Zhang Guojun's voice was sharp, similar to the eunuch in the palace, and his clamoring voice pierced several yards. The General's Mansion was not big, and the King of Lu in the house also heard it, but did not come out to stop it.

Ma Gui didn't dare to retaliate, his face turned red like a pig's liver, and he wanted to ask Zhai Zhe for advice.

He lowered his head and walked away quickly, and happened to be intercepted by Zong Mao, who was excited from Zhai Zhe's study. When Zong Mao walked in front, Meng Kang followed him three or four steps behind him, his steps were fast and his expression was hurried, as if he was ordered to go out to do something.

"Sect Master!" Ma Gui suppressed his anger and bowed his mouth to ask for instructions. He was honest and honest, and he clearly managed the accounts and materials, but the power of the military supplies of the General Office was actually completely in the hands of Zong Mao. On weekdays, Zong Mao often gave orders to him. Recently, Ningshao Jun Town has been busy with affairs, and Zong Mao cannot escape. He has always dealt with various matters according to the old rules.

"Lao Ma, why are you wronged?"

Zong Mao and Ma Gui were partners in the Han Village. He immediately guessed his thoughts. He was a strong manager like a man, a partner with Ma Gui, who was so steadily and was a steadfast deputy who was in charge of power and was a down-to-earth person. Therefore, for more than ten years, he and Ma Gui have cooperated perfectly and have a good relationship.

Ma Gui briefly explained Zhang Guojun's scolding.

Meng Kang walked behind Zong Mao and could hear clearly.

"What King Lu? If I follow my temper, I will support the Lord as the governor, emperor, and the court, what good things can these princes do?" Meng Kang started to curse before Ma Gui finished speaking, but his voice was not as loud as before, and only let the two people around him hear it.

Zong Mao's face gradually became cold and he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so angry that he was so worried that he would not even have enough food to eat. If King Lu was unwilling to live, move out and eat, he would be hungry."

Ma Gui was stunned.

Meng Kang gave Zongmao a thumbs up.

"Xinkui met me, and the lord was busy. Now there is no time to care about such trivial matters." Zong Mao shook his head repeatedly, "General Meng and I are about to lead our army to Ningbo. If anyone blames us, you will say it is my order."

Ma Gui nodded. He was used to Zong Mao’s big ideas on weekdays, but suddenly he was alone, and he still had many discomforts.

Meng Kang went to the barracks to order troops. After Zong Mao sent Ma Gui away, he still sighed secretly, "Ma Gui is so honest!" If he is not honest, how can he be his deputy?

The lively bustle of Dinghaiwei was soon over.

After welcoming the King of Lu, Zhai Zhe seemed to have disappeared. After an hour, Zhang Mingzhen led his troops to the warships and sailed to Zhoushan Island opposite, leaving only Ma Gui and Zhang Guojun entangled.

At noon, a formation of seven or eight hundred gunmen soldiers wearing chain armor came out of the Dinghai Guard and ran all the way to Ningbo Prefecture. Behind the gunmen were one hundred cavalry, holding two flags "Dinghai" and "Xiao".

Xiao Zhiyan did not leave, and Zhai Zhe only asked Zong Mao and Meng Kang to come forward to contact the gentry who was in charge of Ningbo Prefecture on behalf of Ning Shaojun Town.

The sun is very hot in June, and sweat is necessary to greet you. The soldiers will have to take a break after running ten miles.

There are many people who are not afraid of sunlight at this time.

Nearly a thousand people gathered in front of the government office in Ningbo Prefecture City.

The Qing Dynasty prefect Zhu Zhikui and others threw their hats to somewhere and hid in the corner of the government office. Qian Sule and a dozen gentry and a group of students were under the big banyan tree in front of the government office. A group of people were making noises, and some people looked up at the sky from time to time.

"Why haven't you come yet!"

The anxious student ran from the east to the west, and then returned from the west to the east.

"Either General Zhai nor Deputy General Zhang met, but General Zhai's personal soldiers in Zhoushan told him that he would definitely arrive today, but Deputy General Xiao agreed very simply." Qian Sule had half a head of white hair and two balls of eyebrows squeezed towards his nose. If the military town was not allowed to be promised, he only relied on these people, and he began to make trouble in his heart.

Several gentry seemed to be very thoughtful and mostly didn't speak. Six or seven students were energetic and went to the government office to encourage the gathering people from time to time.

"I would rather die than shave my head!"

Someone led the way, and some responded. Zhu Zhikui's face looked like earth, and she opened her hoarse voice and begged: "Old Qian, for more than ten years of friendship between you and me, let me have a way out. I know I was wrong!"

Qian Sule looked unbearable. On weekdays, everyone looked up and looked down. In the past, they had been taking care of themselves in the officialdom. If, as those students said, Zhu Zhikui was beheaded and searched the house, he would really not be able to bear it.

"Here, here!" Several township soldiers trotted all the way into the crowd, "Cabinets came to the Dinghai Guard."

"Really?"

The shouts in front of the government office became louder, and Qian Sule touched the sweat on his forehead. The gentry on both sides reacted inconsistently, some were excited, and some were gloomy. The gentry with a little prestigious Ningbo Prefecture was here, but there were a few people who were willing to know. Dong Zhining and other students gathered a group of mobs and dragged them from their homes three days ago to the point where they could not tolerate their freedom.

Xie Sanbin, the richest man in Ningbo, hid behind the right side, sometimes looking at the ground, sometimes looking up, and trampling on the ants running around. These mobs caused trouble and forced him to donate 10,000 taels of silver as military pay. His family has a great career, unlike those students. It was not easy to not pay these silver when he was a military supervisor, which made the Qing army advance eastward, and he spent the first half of his life in vain.

"Does go, dos go!"

Meng Kang urged the horse to lead a hundred cavalry into the city gate of Ningbo Prefecture, and the gunmen were thrown more than twenty miles away.

Cheers were heard one after another on both sides of the street.

The township soldiers led the way, and one hundred cavalrymen showed their power and rushed to the people gathered in front of the government office.

With fierce momentum and cold eyes, the cavalry stepped on the ground when they dismounted, and the soldiers on both sides drew out cold long swords to open the way, making the boiling scene quiet immediately.

These people are Zhai Zhe's personal guards, and the brave soldiers tempered from the battlefield in the ten years of grassland.

The cavalry on both sides made way, and Zong Mao and Meng Kang walked forward side by side.

"After the order of General Ning Shaoxiao, take over Ningbo Prefecture." Meng Kang was aggressive and shouted.

"General!" Qian Sule came forward to talk embarrassedly.

"Old Qian!" Zong Mao bowed and bowed, "Please wait!"

He turned to face everyone, raised his eyebrows and said: "The Qing emperors plundered my Ming territory, killed my Han people, and wanted to destroy my Ming clothes. You are all my strong men, so you dare to do such a thing that has been famous for all eternity with your head."

"I am on the order of General Ning Shaozhai to accept the righteous acts of all the people!" Zong Mao raised his right hand, "Tell everyone good news. Last night, General Zhai led his army to attack Hangzhou at night, and had recovered Hangzhou City. He was preparing to enter Nanjing and recover Jiangnan."

"Oh!", endless amazement, the students and the people who were originally frightened by the fierce cavalry were like fireworks.

After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, Zong Mao pressed his hands down, stopped everyone from cheering, and took out a letter from his arms.

"You are mostly heroes, but there are also treacherous people hiding."

He handed the letter to Qian Sule, "This is a secret letter from Xie Sanbin to General Xiao to inform you of the matter! Which one is Xie Sanbin?" He looked gentle and not as intimidating as Meng Kang. He slapped Xie Sanbin and collapsed to the ground.

Two soldiers, like wolves and tigers, rushed up, lifted Xie Sanbin's thin body in the air like an eagle catching a chicken, and pulled it into the middle of the venue.

"Everyone, how to deal with it?"

The audience was silent at first. Dong Zhining, a student standing in front, looked ferocious and suddenly shouted angrily: "Kill him!" Xie Sanbin secretly reported the news, saying that he was about to die. No wonder he was so angry.

Zong Mao wanted to order Xie Sanbin's head to behead him and ignite the atmosphere in the audience, but Zhai Zhe gave an explanation in advance.

"This matter is left to Mr. Qian and you all to discuss and deal with it."

Zong Mao kicked the ball to Qian Sule.

He walked to Qian Sule and whispered: "There are rich old men in Ningbo. Zheng Zunyu of Shaoxing drove away the Qing governor Zhang Su. Ningshao's land was full of passionate men. He asked Mr. Qian to inform the righteous troops from Shaoxing, Cixi, Fenghua and other places to gather outside Ningbo City, and the Ningshao Jun Town was unified to prevent them from fighting each other and being dispersed. In addition, General Zhai had invited King Lu to Dinghai Guard and asked Mr. Qian to come forward to contact Zhang Guowei, former Minister of War in Dongyang, Zhu Dadian, former Governor of Fengyang in Jinhua, and others to discuss major events."

"Is King Lu in Ningbo?" Qian Sule was surprised. The news that came at this hour was so exciting. General Ning Shao Zhai Zhe seemed to have arranged everything, and he just had to go with the flow.

“That’s right!”

"Okay, I'll send letters to all court officials in eastern Zhejiang now." Qian Sule nodded hurriedly.

This place deals with all matters, and the 800 bird gun soldiers from Ning Shaojun Town entered the city to control the city gates on all sides.

Zong Mao distributed Qian Sule, summoned Dong Zhining and other six prestigious students, and entrusted him to persuade the onlookers to disperse the onlookers. He posted notices overnight that day, the rich paid and the powerful paid, and recruited new recruits in Ningbo Prefecture.

Qian Sule served as the Minister of Rites and had a high prestige in Ningbo. He came forward to summon the righteous soldiers of various county governments and contacted court officials from all over the country.

Xie Sanbin, Zhu Zhikui and others were imprisoned in the prison of Ningbo Prefecture. Everyone was busy with affairs and had no time to take care of them for the time being.

In the second half of the night, the dew was nourishing the grass in the darkness. Zong Mao, who had been busy for a while, still had his eyes lit up, and snoring sounds were heard from Meng Kang's room next door. He was full of energy and staying up late to handle military affairs as usual. In another hour, it was about to dawn, and he was not tired at all.

"Come on, take me to the prison!"

The four personal soldiers lit lanterns and led Zong Mao to the cell.

The original prisoners in the prison were released, only Xie Sanbin, Zhu Zhikui and others.

A musty smell was swaying, and the mice were frightened and ran around. Under the light, Xie Sanbin's eyes looked like a terrified rabbit, watching Zong Mao approaching step by step.

"Let me go, I'll give you ten thousand taels of silver!" His voice trembled violently.

Zong Mao bent down and stood in front of him, "Ten thousand taels? Hehe,"

Xie Sanbin knelt on the ground and looked up.

Zong Mao took out a roast chicken and half a bottle of wine in his right hand like a magical move, and handed it through the gap in the fence, "I have not eaten for a day, so I must be hungry!"

"Thank you, sir. I will definitely thank you very much after I let me out." Xie Sanbin hugged the roast chicken and ate it.

"It's delicious!" Zong Mao sighed and continued to walk forward.

Xie Sanbin's face turned pale in an instant, as if he had figured out something, "This is..." He immediately threw the roast chicken on the ground, kowtowed hard, and screamed in fear: "Don't kill me! You can do anything!"

"Fifty thousand taels of silver, fifty thousand taels!"

Zong Mao turned around, his smile under the fire was very warm, "I heard that you are the richest man in Ningbo, and your family has thousands of acres of fertile land."
Chapter completed!