Late Ming Dynasty: Oops, I am surrounded by the Donglin Party

"Xiucheng, go get some food. I'm hungry."

After saying that, Zhang Shikang sat at the round table in the attic waiting for dinner.

Although Chen Yuanyuan was even more frightened, she did not dare to disobey. She sat aside leisurely and stretched out her slender jade fingers to pluck the strings of the zither.

"Sir...what do you want to hear?" Chen Yuanyuan asked in a low voice with her eyes wide open.

"Just play it as you like." Zhang Shikang was at ease.

Then after a while, the sad sound of a pipa came from the attic.

Chen Yuanyuan's voice was also very moving. She was originally from Wuzhong and spoke in a soft voice. She made Zhang Shikang know what the Wu dialect was.

"Why are you so sad? I didn't bully you. It's a happy thing that we conquered Suzhou City. It's also a happy thing that we can meet.

Change it. "

"If you do this, I'll teach you a song."

"The vast horizon is my love... Come on."

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After more than half an hour, Zhang Shikang finally had enough to eat and drink, and had listened to quite a few songs, so he couldn't help but feel a little distracted.

Chen Yuanyuan was a typical soft girl with a soft voice and a soft expression. Zhang Shikang felt numb when he heard her voice, and somehow his legs and feet sat down beside Chen Yuanyuan's bed.

He drove Hong Xiuquan out of the house. Chen Yuanyuan blushed with shame, but as gentle as she was, she knew that nothing could be disobeyed.

Just as he was about to go over to serve, he saw Zhang Shikang stand up.

'No, our subordinates outside are still catching the rebels!

How could I do this!'

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Two quarters of an hour later.

Wonderful.

Zhang Shikang stretched on the bed and felt even more tired.

He has a weakness for challenging himself.

It just didn't work out.

That night, Zhang Shikang stayed in the attic, while Hong Xiucheng and a dozen of his personal guards stayed outside all night.

In the middle of the night, Sun Weifan was worried and came here in person. After learning about the situation inside, Sun Weifan frowned, but then smiled and relaxed.

As a young person, I can understand that.

So Sun Weifan left the attic after leaving behind a team of a thousand men.

When Zhang Shikang opened the door the next morning, he saw a crowd of his men outside, and his face became dark.

He was just twenty years old, full of vigor and vitality, and the commotion last night was quite big.

However, he was so thick-skinned that he said to his subordinates as if nothing had happened:

"Have all the rebels been arrested?"

"Reporting to the Marshal, we have searched all the places that need to be searched, and Liu Liangzuo has been arrested. General Sun wanted to come and inform you last night, but I persuaded him to leave."

Hong Xiucheng had a serious expression on his face, but he couldn't suppress the corners of his mouth when he spoke later.

Yesterday, I sniped Liu Liangzuo outside the East City Gate, but I didn’t expect that this guy, driven by his survival instinct, ran like a rabbit, and I managed to let him slip back into the city.

"Then lift the martial law and let the people in Suzhou come out.

Tell them that I will cook the meat outside the prefectural government office."

After saying that, Zhang Shikang returned to the attic.

Hong Xiucheng didn't know the truth, so he ordered his subordinates to pass the message to Sun Weifan.

Although Zhang Shikang was the supreme commander of the Beijing camp troops, the person who was actually responsible for dispatching troops during general wars was still Sun Weifan, Marquis of Huaining.

In the attic, Chen Yuanyuan had already put on her clothes and was washing up. Although everything seemed very abrupt, as a singer she had no control over her own destiny.

"Marshal... Marshal, wipe your face..." Chen Yuanyuan carefully handed over a towel soaked in warm water.

It was my first time having sex, and even when I was learning the art in the opera theater, I often heard other people talk about those things, but I still felt very uncomfortable.

"This is new." Chen Yuanyuan added softly. This was her attic and there was nothing for men to use.

Zhang Shikang took the towel and wiped his face roughly.

The personal guards had already brought breakfast, and Zhang Shikang invited Chen Yuanyuan to join them, but Chen Yuanyuan did not dare to sit at the table. Zhang Shikang did not force her, and she finished her meal on her own.

"After dinner, pack up your belongings and leave for Nanjing in the afternoon."

After saying this, Zhang Shikang was about to leave, but after taking two steps he turned back and said:

"You should dress like a man."

This girl is too delicate. It is not appropriate to bring such a beauty to the army.

Chen Yuanyuan hummed lightly. After Zhang Shikang left, she looked outside for a long time alone. For some reason, tears fell from the corners of her eyes.

When Zhang Shikang arrived at the prefectural yamen, the outside of the yamen was already full of people.

Thanks to the fact that the soldiers from the Beijing camp did not harm the civilians after entering the city, the people of Suzhou City did not hate the soldiers from the Beijing camp. Instead, many people were grateful to them.

After all, if the soldiers from the Beijing camp had not entered the city, they would have been killed by the traitor Liu Liangzuo sooner or later.

There was a pot placed on the street outside the prefectural government office. The pot was filled with water and the firewood underneath was burning brightly.

Several soldiers carried out a table from the yamen, with half a pig on the table.

Zhang Shikang only said that he wanted to cook meat, and his subordinates thought that he wanted to improve his relationship with the people of Suzhou by giving alms.

Zhang Shikang didn't take it seriously. He walked to the steps in front of the yamen and waved his hand to stop the people from whispering.

"I am Zhang Shikang, the military marshal, and I am here to suppress the bandits in the south in compliance with the imperial decree.

The reason why the Southern Army rebelled is because of the national policy implemented by Your Majesty. According to the new national policy, I will take back the land of the rebels and distribute it to you people.

This is the fundamental reason why I am standing here. I often tell Your Majesty that the people are the foundation of the Ming Dynasty, not those rich and unkind gentry, landlords, and corrupt officials.

Therefore, this time when I go south, I will kill any corrupt officials I see and chop down any Donglin members I see.

If I don't do this, you will never have good farmland to grow.

They all called me a traitor, saying that I was a heretic and committed many unjust acts.

It's right to stand from their perspective, but why should I stand from their perspective?

I will kill them all and distribute the land to the people of the world, no matter how they slander me!

I still believe that time will tell, and the people will one day vindicate me and Your Majesty!"

It seemed that Zhang Shikang was talking to the people of Suzhou City around him, but in fact, it was more like he was talking to himself.

These days, he has been running around every day and has long lost his original intention of lying down and doing nothing.

Assassinations and poisonings are commonplace, and will certainly not stop in the future.

It's impossible to say that I'm not tired.

But in this world, there are always some things that are superior to others.

Zhang Shikang's words were original and without any jargon, they were all plain words and they were all from his heart.

The soldiers in the Beijing camp had strict military discipline and did not commit any crime. The people from the factory guards had already begun to publicize the new national policy. Zhang Jiakang said this frankly again.

The common people combined this with the cruelty of the landlords in the city, and with a simple comparison, they could tell the truth from the false.

There's really nothing to say about this.

All the people knelt on the ground to thank Zhang Shikang, especially those who had lost their land. It would be a lie to say they were unhappy. The upturned corners of their lips were harder to suppress than an AK.

Of course, Zhang Shikang said this not to make the people grateful to him, but just to make things clear.

He was already accustomed to the people kneeling down to express their highest respect.

There is no way, his identity is like that, just like him and Chen Yuanyuan. If he were an ordinary person, perhaps some wonderful love story would have happened.

But he is not.

He is the son of the Duke of the current dynasty, the hereditary champion marquis personally conferred by His Majesty, the commander-in-chief of the 80,000 soldiers in the Beijing camp, the Grand Secretary of the Wuying Palace, the commander of the Jinyiwei, and the Grand Marshal of the Army of the World...

He is the most favored and trusted new nobleman of the dynasty by His Majesty...

Can such a person still find love?

Love your mother's love for you, who cares? Just do what you want to do.

"During the siege yesterday, many civilians died on the city walls. Regardless of the reason, I would like to apologize to you all first." Zhang Shikang bowed and saluted the people around him.

Then he stood up and raised his head and said:

"But Liu Liangzuo actually dared to drive the common people around. Such behavior is irritating to heaven and people!

Bring him here, I will cook him alive to avenge the dead people!"

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