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

"Jinyiwei." Liu Rushi repeated.

At this moment, she was extremely confused. She didn't know why Qian Qianyi wanted to kill her, and she didn't know why the Jinyiwei were lurking in her house.

She was just a weak woman and had never provoked anyone.

"Miss, please open the door. We may have to hide first. The attic is not very safe." Pei Lun said again.

Although he killed all the killers, the person behind the scenes might not let it go after finding out.

Now that the city is in such chaos, who knows if they will get angry and send more people to cause trouble.

Pei Lun can still handle three or five people, but he can't handle more than that, so it's better to hide.

"I have never done anything bad in my life. Why are you lurking here?" Liu Rushi asked the question she wanted to know most.

Pei Lun thought for a moment and said:

"I shouldn't have told the young lady, but I don't think it's a big deal. My commander asked me to protect the young lady."

"The commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard?" Liu Rushi wondered.

"Yes, that is the current Grand Marshal." Pei Lun held his head high and chest puffed out when he said this, as if he was proud of it.

"Zhang Shikang..." Liu Rushi immediately thought of this person.

In fact, Liu Rushi has been collecting as much information about this person as possible in recent times, including from the streets of Nanjing, brothels and taverns, and from Pei Lun's mouth.

She tried her best to piece together an answer, that is, what kind of person is Zhang Shikang, who is now at the peak of his career.

But she still hasn't found the answer because the polarization is too serious.

In the eyes of Nanjing celebrities, this man was considered a heretic and committed many illegal acts. There were also people in the market who hoped that the war would end as soon as possible and waited for the court to distribute land to them.

Of course, these people all remembered Zhang Shikang's kindness, and Pei Lun was even more so. Whenever she asked, he would praise him endlessly.

"I don't know him." Liu Rushi said blankly.

"Yes, the Lord probably hasn't seen you either." Pei Lun said.

At this time, Liu Rushi had already started moving the dressing table by the door.

"Perhaps Your Excellency has long heard of Miss's great name, but Miss, those people just now were sent by Qian Qianyi, right?" Pei Lun asked again.

The door was opened from the inside with a creaky sound. Liu Rushi's eyes were red. Too many unexpected changes made her still uneasy.

"Well, I don't know why he suddenly wanted to kill me." Liu Rushi said truthfully.

Although Liu Rushi had experienced many twists and turns, she still couldn't figure it out.

But Pei Lun understood the matter as soon as he thought about it, because only men can understand men.

"What's so hard to understand? They got so angry after failing to catch up with her. But I guess these people don't want to kill the young lady." Pei Lun said casually.

Qian Qianyi wrote love poems almost every day, and Pei Lun was disgusted every time he delivered a letter.

This damn old guy could be Liu Rushi's grandfather, but he still shamelessly wants to win the beauty. How shameless!

Compared to Qian Qianyi, his father is handsome and suave...

"Then what exactly does he want to do?" Liu Rushi asked.

"Hehe, it's better if Miss doesn't know." Pei Lun laughed.

"Please tell me." Liu Rushi knew that she was no longer qualified to order Pei Lun to speak, so she just asked.

Death should be clear. How can people be confused?

"Well, as a man, it's just that." Pei Lun didn't say it clearly, but just said it vaguely.

It's nothing more than imprisoning a woman to do things that all men want to do, such as raping and killing, raping again and then killing, or doing something else while asking why she doesn't like him.

A guy who appears to be righteous but is actually weak and still has his eyes on girls, isn't that all he is capable of?

Liu Rushi was not a woman of fifteen or sixteen years old, so how could she not understand Pei Lun's meaning.

She just felt sick. It was a pity that Qian Qianyi still wrote those words every day. However, she was not the kind of person who believed everything others said, so she asked again:

"After all, that man was once the Minister of Rites and a great scholar of Donglin. How could he do such a thing?"

"Just like those so-called Donglin scholars, they all regarded my commander as a traitor to the country. How can you judge a person only by appearance?

Qian Qianyi was the leader of the Southern Army. Now that the city gates were breached, all that awaited him was death.

Once a person faces death, all kinds of things will happen.

Especially his obsessions, the things he wanted to do but didn't do.

Even if he has to use unconventional means, he is going to die anyway, so he has to do it, otherwise he will not be willing to do it." Pei Lun explained.

Liu Rushi listened and followed Pei Lun.

There are two cellars in this house, one outside is used to store sundries such as wine jars, and the other is in a secluded place in the attic. Liu Rushi didn't have many things, so that cellar has always been empty.

Pei Lun took Liu Rushi and a maid and hid inside, and then he was about to leave.

He still had to wait and see outside. With his skills, he could protect himself safely.

"Zhang Shikang...what kind of person is he?" Liu Rushi couldn't help but ask as she looked at Pei Lun's departing back.

"Your Excellency the Commander." Pei Lun once again showed an expression of admiration.

But this time he did not say anything like he did last time, which sounded nice but had no practical application, such as "having the world in mind" and "being able to plan strategically".

"I have actually only seen him once or twice, but I believe that you will be able to see him soon. Why don't you go and ask the master in person when the time comes?"

After saying that, Pei Lun left the cellar.

At this time, outside the west gate of Nanjing City, 40,000 soldiers from the Beijing garrison and 12,000 imperial guards had already assembled.

Zhang Shikang had already put on his armor. He rode on Ergou and stared at the west gate of Nanjing city with a little anxiety.

It is absolutely certain that there has been a mutiny among the troops in the city.

But no one knew whether the mutinous army could open the city gate.

It was already past midnight, and no one in the 50,000-strong army made a sound. The only sounds could be heard: the occasional sound of horses' hooves rising and falling, and the constant snorting.

There was still fighting going on inside the city gate, and Zhang Shikang didn't know who was rebelling, but he had already made up his mind that if that guy could open the city gate, he would reward him handsomely.

He was afraid that in the end there would be a lot of noise but little action, and if it was finally suppressed, that would be really a disaster.

Sun Weifan was giving final instructions to the soldiers in the Beijing camp, and had even allocated which unit would attack which side of the city wall and which would attack the military camp.

Wu Gang and Xu Huaiming fought bloody battles at the West Gate for nearly half an hour before they finally defeated the defenders at the West Gate with the cooperation of each other.

As the west gate of Nanjing City was opened with a creaking sound, the gate was already filled with corpses and blood was flowing like a river.

Wu Gang and Xu Huaiming rushed out with their subordinates, and behind them, there were many defenders chasing them.

It really took a great risk to open the city gate.

"Marshal, help us!" Wu Gang and Xu Huaiming shouted while limping.

"All generals, listen up! Take down Nanjing City!" Zhang Shikang pointed the Imperial Sword at the open city gate and said with full energy.

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