Southern Ming Rebel Army

Looking at the beautiful figure in front of him, Meng Jun was a little dazed. The slender waist and the fit body made him have all kinds of fantasies in his mind.

Since he came into this world, he has been busy with military affairs every day when he opens his eyes. He is surrounded by a group of rough men. Meng Jun has a strong sense of crisis in his heart all the time. Being in a place where wars are fought on all sides, he is focused on opening up the situation. Naturally, he has no time to think about romantic things. He has forgotten that he is an adult man and should have a wife.

Mother Zhou initially blamed herself, but as time went on, the relationship eased a little. The main reason was that Meng Jun was too busy. Zhou wanted to find a marriage for her son, but some wealthy families were worried about Meng Jun's future, and Zhou herself looked down on small families. As a result, his lifelong event was delayed.

Meng Jun calmed down and asked, "Who are you and why are these two people chasing you?"

The woman looked at the headless corpse not far away in a daze. She saw Xin Kang's body trembling from time to time, and the blood seeped into the sand and gravel, and soon it looked a little black.

Men would unconsciously give some preferential treatment to women, especially beautiful women. Seeing that the woman was still in a daze and did not answer his question, Meng Jun patiently asked again. He was thinking about the world affairs all the time, so he did not have the time to accompany a woman like you in a daze.

At this time, the woman seemed to come back to her senses. She said tremblingly, "General, my surname is Zhao, my nickname is Yun'er, and my father has been forced to death by housekeeper Li. They want to capture me and take me back. Master Li is already in his seventies, but they still want to force him to marry me. Please save me, General."

After saying that, Zhao Yuner knelt down without paying attention to the sand and stones on the ground. The rough sand and stones rubbed the skin on her knees, which made people feel pity for her.

After hearing Zhao Yuner's crying, the guards around glared at the two men. One of them couldn't stand the pressure, and before Meng Jun could speak, his knees softened and he knelt down. Seeing this, the other man next to him also knelt down hurriedly.

"Is what this woman said true?" Meng Jun asked, glancing at the two of them.

One of them collapsed to the ground in fear, while the other one was a little bolder. "To answer this general's question, my master's name is Li Dayuan. He was a Jinshi in the Wanli period, served as the Minister of Rites, and retired during the Chongzhen period. The Zhao family rented ten acres of land to my master, and the total amount of silver borrowed over the past three years was 28 taels and 7 cents. My master was kind-hearted and wanted to marry this girl to cancel all the debts. But old man Zhao didn't appreciate the kindness and hanged himself. Although this man is dead, the debt is not paid off. The son should pay the father's debt. General, don't you think this makes sense?"

The man spoke a lot, and Meng Jun was a little annoyed. He asked, "Since ancient times, people's debts are settled when they die. Moreover, Minister Li is already seventy years old, and his head is buried in the earth. He still marries such a young girl. Aren't you afraid that he will die faster?"

The man choked and couldn't speak for a long time. Seeing this, Meng Jun didn't plan to deal with these trivial matters anymore. He was ready to drive the two men away and give Zhao Yuner some silver to let her go to her relatives. The most urgent task was to take over Songjiang Prefecture as soon as possible. Meng Jun didn't want to care about these trivial matters. In this era, such things were as numerous as sand and gravel. Without qualified officials, he would not be able to handle them even if he divided himself into a hundred people.

Seeing Meng Jun waving his hand to let him leave, the man bravely said, "General, can we take this woman away?"

Meng Jun's eyes widened when he heard this. He actually dared to make a request. Just as he was about to speak, he heard the man say, "My master has a wide network of contacts. Whether in the Qing Dynasty or the Ming Dynasty, a memorial submitted to the emperor will be heard by the emperor. General, please give me some convenience. My master will definitely remember it. If you don't agree, I'm afraid it will be very awkward."

Meng Jun was stunned and even laughed out of anger. Who gave him the courage to threaten warriors in this day and age?

"Oh, if I don't give you the person, your master will report me. I would like to ask, which court will your master report me to, the Ming Dynasty or the Manchus?"

The man seemed not to notice Meng Jun's bad tone, and continued, "I am not threatening the general, I am just advising the general to think it over. I am not talking nonsense. My master has a wide network of contacts, such as Minister Qian, the leader of Donglin, and Governor Hong in Nanjing. My master has a say in both of them."

The man became more and more excited as he spoke, and simply stood up, smiling proudly at Meng Jun, "The literary culture in Jiangnan was flourishing, and the status of military men had been dependent on the civil officials for hundreds of years. A dozen years ago, a piece of impeachment from the gentry and civil officials was enough to get the military commander into trouble. It seemed that this servant did not understand that the world had changed a long time ago.

When Zhao Yuner heard these words, she realized that these were big shots beyond her imagination. She was worried that this young general would hand her over. If that happened, she would be helpless.

"Haha, Yu An, behead him," Meng Jun said to Yu An with a chuckle. Meng Jun's temper has become more and more intense these days. Perhaps it is because he has been in the army for too long, or perhaps it is because of too much mental pressure. Meng Jun has been restraining himself.

But he himself might not have expected that his murderous intent was growing stronger and stronger. As the saying goes, when one is armed with a sharp weapon, murderous intent will naturally arise. Moreover, Meng Jun has tens of thousands of troops under his command and several cities in the south of the Yangtze River. If the murderous intent spreads and the land is filled with people and corpses are strewn all over, it can be easily done.

In a word, this man's head fell to the ground. Meng Jun didn't care who he was or what his name was. He only knew that after killing this man, he would feel a little bit of pleasure. He had the power of life and death in his hands.

The man's face was filled with shock until his death. He didn't expect that he would die after just a few words. Even the high and mighty Master Li, who was in his eyes, was not taken seriously by this man.

Meng Jun turned to look at the other person and asked, "What's your name?"

"My name is Li Quan, and I'm a servant in Master Li's house. I've only been there a few days. General, please don't kill me, I don't know anything." Li Quan was covered in blood. At the critical moment of life and death, he was so scared that he could only speak fluently.

"You don't know anything, what use are you?" Meng Jun raised his hand and was about to say something, only to hear Li Quan quickly take over the conversation and say, "General, I know, I overheard what Li Guanjia said, the Li Mansion has 20,000 dan of grain and at least 500,000 taels of silver. There is also Master Li in the family who runs a maritime business and has more than 20 ships."

Hearing this, Meng Jun lowered his raised hand. So rich! But Meng Jun suddenly felt a little strange. Why did this man start talking about how rich Mr. Li's family was? It made him sound like a bandit.

"Li Quan, has your master surrendered to the Tartars?" Meng Jun said leisurely.

Li Quan was stunned for a moment, then nodded quickly like a chicken and said, "Yes, Master Li surrendered to the Tartars, and the whole family shaved their heads. You see, our heads were shaved by Master Li, and anyone who dared to object would be beaten to death. By the way, he also presented Governor Hong with 10,000 taels of silver notes and sent food and grass to the Tartar army in Hangzhou." The story of sending money to Hong Chengchou was actually made up by Li Quan on the spot, but Li Dayuan did surrender to the Qing Dynasty, and everyone in the mansion shaved their heads and left a rat tail.