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Chapter 130 Li Wei

On July 8, 2018, the hall of Qianhu House in Jiangdongmen was filled with officers from more than 100 households in Jiangdongmen Qianhu House.

Yang Feng sat in the seat in the hall. At this time, he was a little depressed. After all, he had just played a guest role as a porter for one night, and it took a lot of energy to get thousands of tons of supplies in the modern social warehouse.

After closing his eyes and resting for a while, Yang Feng asked in a slightly tired voice: "Part 1, Geng, before I left, I ordered that the Qianjia of several other thousand households come to report today. Have they all come?"

Geng Bingyi stood up and reported loudly: "Report to the commander, the official and the senior officials sent their military orders to the other three thousand households three days ago. However, only the Thousand Households of Shenchi Fort Thousand House and Jiangpu Thousand House arrived yesterday. There is still no news about the Thousand Households of Xijiangkou Thousand House."

"Oh?" Yang Feng's face slightly darkened, he glanced at the crowd below and said loudly: "Who is the Qianhu of the Qianhu of Shenchi Castle and Qianhu of Jiangpu? Please come forward and let me know you."

As soon as Yang Feng finished speaking, two officers wearing fifth-rank military officer uniforms stood out from the crowd and knelt down on one knee and bowed with fists to Yang Feng, who was sitting in the center, and shouted: "Huang Zhenye (Qiu Disheng) of Xiaguan Shenchi Castle Thousand Households (Jiangpu Thousand Households) Thousand Households Huang Zhenye (Qiu Disheng) of the commander!"

After they finished speaking, Yang Feng looked at it with his voice. Huang Zhenye, a thousand-household in the Thousand House of the Thousand House of Shenchi Castle, was tall, with a tiger-back and a bear-waisted waist, and his face was crisscrossed. He looked about forty years old and looked like a typical military man. However, Qiu Disheng, a thousand-household in the Thousand House of Jiangpu Thousand House, was a white and fat middle-aged man in his thirties with a Maitreya Buddha-like smile on his face. If he had put on a brocade robe, no one would have doubted that he was the shopkeeper of a certain business.

Looking at the Qianhu who was kneeling in front of him on one knee, Yang Feng showed a kind expression on his face and supported his hands with his hands: "Please get up, please get up, two!"

"Thank you!"

The two of them thanked each other before they stood up.

Looking at the two people standing in front of him, Yang Feng pondered without making any sound. His right hand unconsciously tapped on the armrest of the chair. No one dared to speak for Yang Feng.

After a while, Yang Feng looked up and said to the two: "Mr. Huang, Lord Qiu, if I remember correctly, the Qianhu of the Qianhu Office of Xijiangkou is called Wang Xianyao? You two should be very familiar with him. Do you know why he refused the military order and did not come?"

As soon as Yang Feng finished speaking, the two of them had a sudden jump in their hearts. Huang Zhenye quickly stepped forward and said respectfully: "When the commander-in-chief, although the lower official and Wang Qianhu are colleagues, they have no close friends, so they don't know why he didn't come."

Qiu Disheng also quickly stepped forward and showed a Maitreya Buddha-like smile and said, "It is... the commander-in-chief is clear. Xiaguan and Wang Qianhu are common friends, so they don't know his movements. However, Wang Qianhu is the confidant of the former commander-in-chief Xiahou, and some things are beyond the knowledge of Xiaguan."

Looking at Yang Feng's expressionless appearance, Qiu Disheng and Huang Zhenye became more and more panicked. Now Yang Feng was not the scene when he was the Qianhuo Households in Jiangdongmen. Now he is very famous in Nanjing. This fame is not only the fame he created last month when he wiped out Japanese pirates, but more importantly, Yang Feng is now also the most famous supplier of glass mirrors in Nanjing.

I don’t know how many people are envious of the glass business in Yang Feng’s hands, but no one can rob the business. Even if they are greedy, they can only drool at Obaro, who is thousands of miles away. In this era of far-distance travel, it may be a time when life and death are separated. If you want to travel through the vast sea to Obaro, who is thousands of miles away, it is no different from passing the gates of hell.

Yang Feng, who is the monopolist of the glass business, is now shaking. Not only has he built a strong army with the large amount of money he earned, but he has also gathered tens of thousands of refugees near Nanjing. He has developed in this generation of land and farming. A few days ago, he even relied on the position of commander-in-chief of the Zhenjiang Prefecture to Jiangning Guard, and squeezed his predecessor Xiahou Heng to Fengyang. How can he not worry about such a method?

Yang Feng ignored them, but turned to ask Qi Yan, the governor standing in the lower left, and said, "Qi governor, I want to ask you, what should I do if someone refuses to pay attention to the military order for no reason and refuses to pay homage to Shangguan?"

Qi Yan said coldly: "The Ming Dynasty military order, if all subordinate officials are innocent and absent on the day of taking office, they should be taken down immediately and handed over to the Ministry of War to discuss the crime. If they still refuse to accept the crime, they should be treated as rebels!"

Yang Feng showed a gloomy smile on his face: "So, can I send troops to capture Wang Xianyao, a general of Jiangpu Qianhu?"

“That’s exactly that!”

Listening to Yang Feng and Qi Yan's questions and answers, Huang Zhenye and Qiu Disheng couldn't help but feel a little chilled. The military rules of the Ming Dynasty did have such regulations. Once Shangguan issued a military order after taking office, if his subordinates came to visit Shangguan innocently, they could take him down and hand him over to the Ministry of War for their crimes. If his subordinates dared to resist, they could be punished and killed without any hesitation.

Although the rules are like this, China is a human society after all. Even if such a thing happens, Shangguan will only report to the Ministry of War to punish him. After all, after hundreds of years of peace, the Ming army has long lost its aura of the founding of the country. Most of the officers and generals have long become landlords who command and exploit military households, and they can no longer take advantage of swords and guns. Now, when they hear that Yang Feng is disagreeing, they will send troops to capture Wang Xianyao. This is a very rare thing.

"Mr. Commander." Qiu Disheng stepped forward and said with some trembling words: "Wang Qianhu and his family have been guarding Xijiangkou for hundreds of years. They have no contribution and worked hard. Now that they are taken down like this, the subordinates may cause criticism from others."

"Criticism?" Yang Feng narrowed his eyes and a cold feeling slowly appeared on his body: "Qiu Qianhu, please tell me, who will criticize me?"

"This..." A layer of cold sweat suddenly appeared on Qiu Disheng's forehead, and he thought to himself that he was so bad that he offended the new commander.

Huang Zhenye, who was standing beside him, shook his head secretly. This person who looked very beautiful in daily life, why did he become confused about such major events? The new commander and commander were thinking about finding someone to establish his authority. It was not your business at all, but you just came over it yourself. I really thought that you could please both sides in this kind of thing.
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