Chapter 6: Only Mao is the follower (Thanks to the leader 'Lao Ju!' for the reward) The crying in the village never stopped. In the thatched cottage, Jiang Qingzhi and Zhang Mao sat opposite each other. It's not that Zhang Mao was respectful to the wise, but he had to do so. Once the victory news reached Nanjing, the officials would certainly celebrate, but they would also feel humiliated. Many garrisons in Nanzhili actually watched hundreds of Japanese pirates run rampant. In the end, it was only with the command of a convict that the Japanese pirates were defeated. Damn it, how do you want people in the world to view my Nanzhili? How do you view us, the nobles? Isn't that as stupid as a pig! The officers and soldiers closest to this village were Zhang Mao's Qianhu Suo. And he will inevitably not be able to escape the blame. So, he needs credit.
And the credit must go to the coordinator of this battle, the handsome young man in front of him, who spoke up to confirm it. At this moment Zhang Mao was very calm. He was waiting for his subordinates to identify the heads. If it was a fake Japanese, then he would be furious. If it's really Japanese... Then, the young man in front of him will be his benefactor. Logically, as a prisoner in exile, he should have bowed his head in front of the officer. Even if he didn't act servile, he should at least take the initiative to speak and ease the atmosphere. But Jiang Qingzhi just sat there, as if he was in a trance. It turned out to be Jiang Maocai who dared to take the initiative to attack with more than a dozen miscellaneous troops... Zhang Mao secretly praised him in his heart. But at this moment, Jiang Qingzhi was confused. The number on the big tripod in my mind actually changed. Beneath the mottled cloud patterns: years. Is this an increase of years? Just by killing more than twenty Japanese pirates, the Ming Dynasty's reign was extended by years. If one day we were to land on that small island, wouldn't the Ming Dynasty be doomed to collapse? Jiang Qingzhi was very happy and was about to shift his attention away. Suddenly, there was something more in my mind. what is this? Jiang Qingzhi looked at it for a long while, and cursed in disbelief: "You're just giving me this?" Jiang Qingzhi originally thought that the increase of years of national life was too little and would not be rewarded. But when the reward came out, he was disgusted. ——It turned out to be a slingshot. The Ming Dynasty lasted only years, but all it got was a slingshot.
It really made Jiang Qingzhi laugh and cry. But it's better to have something than nothing, right? He raised his eyes and saw Zhang Mao staring at him unkindly, and he couldn't help but sneer in his heart. Zhang Mao led the team and arrived late, and now he needed credit to exonerate himself. So, Jiang Qingzhi remained silent. The young guard standing behind him held the hilt of the knife with a sharp look in his eyes. As for the rope, there was a fool who asked why Jiang Qingzhi and his servant were not tied up, but was kicked to the ground by Zhang Mao. "Mr. Jiang..." Zhang Mao coughed dryly, thinking that calling him Mr. was too polite. "What did Jiang Maocai do wrong?" He just asked casually, and Jiang Qingzhi said, "Kill someone." "Oh!" Zhang Mao thought that this boy looked weak, but he was actually very good at both civil and military affairs. He wanted to get closer to him, so he asked again, "Who did you kill?" "Cousin!" This conversation couldn't go on. Just at this moment, his subordinates who were arranged by him to check the head appeared outside the door, and Zhang Mao's heart skipped a beat. His subordinate nodded slightly. The look he gave Jiang Qingzhi suddenly became different. Zhang Mao stood up and said, "Maocai, please sit down. I will be back soon." "Please go ahead." Jiang Qingzhi nodded. Watching Zhang Mao leave, Sun Chonglou said, "Master, is the credit of three heads enough?" Jiang Qingzhi nodded, then shook his head, "It should be enough. However, those officials in Nanjing are not easy to deal with. If you want to avoid being controlled by them, you have to do something later." "what?" "Kill some people and wrap it up." "Captain Zhang is very kind to the young master." "He intends to kill people and take credit for his achievements." Jiang Qingzhi took a sip of tea and frowned. "Ah!" Sun Chonglou exclaimed, "This bastard." "Not surprising." Jiang Qingzhi laughed, "But I wouldn't dare to do that even if I gave him ten times the courage." Outside the door, Chen Ba appeared, holding a freshly roasted chicken in his hand, and walked in with a smile. "Sir, have a chicken to replenish your body!"
Jiang Qingzhi coughed a few times, lamenting the decline of his body, and smiled: "Old Chen, you are trying to force yourself on me!" Chen Ba laughed dryly, put the roast chicken on the table, rubbed his hands and said: "I know that such a great talent as yours cannot be retained. If I can listen to your teachings for a few days, I will be very grateful." Zhang Mao walked out, and the deputy captain Wang Yu followed him out and whispered, "Captain, these twenty-five heads, none of them had their hair freshly shaved, and the sunburn marks under their crotch cloths were not new either, so it's clear that they're all genuine Japanese." Zhang Mao nodded, and Wang Yu looked back at the courtyard, with a fierce look in his eyes, "Captain, Jiang Qingzhi dared to neglect you like this, if you kill him..." If Jiang Qingzhi was killed, the credit could be divided among Zhang Mao. As for Chen Ba, the last thing the army lacked was the means to make subordinates submit. "You think I don't want to?" Zhang Mao said angrily, "But didn't you see the way Chen Ba looked at Jiang Qingzhi? Have you ever seen the look of a scholar when he pays respect to the Sage?" Wang Yu nodded. The most holy teacher is the god in the hearts of scholars. Anyone who dares to blaspheme the god in their hearts will be killed. "In Chen Ba's eyes, Jiang Qingzhi is his mentor. If I take action, unless I kill all the prisoners, including Chen Ba and others..." "Qian Hu is saying that Jiang Qingzhi knows Qian Hu's thoughts, so he is fearless?" Zhang Mao nodded, "Young men are formidable." Wang Yu was shocked, "Are we just going to let him control us?" "He doesn't speak, which means he's waiting for me to speak first." Zhang Mao smiled bitterly. "This boy is very brave." Wang Yu sighed. "Go back." Zhang Mao turned around. "Or, let me go and negotiate with him!" Wang Yu decided to take the blame for his superior. This was also a favor. "You?" Zhang Mao shook his head. "The young man may seem gentle, but as a serious criminal, he is sitting opposite me like a teacher meeting his disciple. If you were to go, I bet he would sneer and keep silent." "Who is the disciple?" Wang Yu asked indignantly. "Of course it's me!" Zhang Mao stamped his feet, "Let's go! Let's talk business with this Mr. Maocai." Entering the hut again, Zhang Mao laughed heartily and said, "To be honest, I have seen many scholars who claim to be talented over the years, but after many years, I find that most of them have achieved nothing. Only Jiang Mao has impressed me..." If someone shows kindness without any reason, he is either a traitor or a thief... Jiang Qingzhi smiled and said, "Thank you, Master." Zhang Mao and Wang Yu sat down. Zhang Mao stroked his beard and glanced at Sun Chonglou and Chen Ba behind Jiang Qingzhi. The subsequent negotiations were somewhat embarrassing, and he didn't want outsiders to be present. Jiang Qingzhi shook his head, "Shitou has been with me for many years, and Chen Xiaoqi is the hero of this battle." No need to avoid! Zhang Mao glanced at Chen Ba, who held his head high and chest out, thinking to himself, I'm not the same kind of person as you, if you have the guts go to Yingtian Prefecture and sue me. As for Sun Chonglou, he had learned from the young master that Zhang Mao intended to kill someone and seize the credit, so he was unwilling to leave. Zhang Mao was trapped in his own trap, but he was also free and easy. After a smile, he asked calmly: "What does Jiang Maocai want?"
This is to let Jiang Qingzhi propose conditions. Chen Ba coughed dryly. He was worried that Jiang Qingzhi's exorbitant demands would anger Zhang Mao. If Zhang Mao fell out with him, something strange might happen later. "Me?" Jiang Qingzhi smiled. "Captain Zhang, do you think I only want to get away with it?" Wang Yu said calmly, "Isn't it? However, if you kill someone, you must pay with your life. You can escape the death penalty, but you can't escape the punishment of living." This is a threat. Zhang Mao stared at Jiang Qingzhi intently, thinking that although this young man was very talented, he was still young and had not seen much of the world. He should give in after being threatened like this! Jiang Qingzhi suddenly laughed, "The Japanese pirates have been causing a lot of trouble in recent years. The coastal areas of Taizhou and Ningbo are suffering terribly. But where is this?" "Songjiang Prefecture!" Wang Yu said coldly, "So what?" Idiot... Jiang Qingzhi didn't even look at him, but looked at Zhang Mao with a hint of ridicule in his eyes. "The Japanese pirates actually landed in Songjiang Prefecture and penetrated dozens of miles into the hinterland. Captain Zhang, guess what those officials would do if the news reached Nanjing?" The original capital of the Ming Dynasty was Nanjing. After Emperor Chengzu Zhu Di successfully pacified the Ming Dynasty, he moved the capital to Beiping, but Nanjing still retained the title of capital and a set of central institutions. That is the two capital system. However, the six ministries and other government offices in Nanjing had too little power and gradually became the "place of exile" for frustrated officials. These officials are not good at anything else but are good at shifting the blame and taking credit. When these corrupt officials learned that the Japanese pirates had landed in Songjiang Prefecture, who would they blame? Wang Yu was still at a loss, while Zhang Mao's expression changed drastically, and there was more horror in his eyes when he looked at Jiang Qingzhi. If the person in front of you is a veteran official who has experienced many ups and downs in the political world, it is not surprising that he can analyze the matter so deeply. But the boy in front of me doesn’t even have a beard! "Nanjing needs a scapegoat." Jiang Qingzhi picked up the earthen bowl and looked at Zhang Mao with a half-smile. "What is needed more is one less person vying for credit. It's okay to share the credit with Captain Zhang, but if you have made the credit, who will take the blame? Captain Zhang... is in danger!" This is your Zhang Mao's defense zone! You idiot actually let the Japanese pirates land, and several villages were massacred by them. What crime should you be punished for! As for the merits, you, Zhang Mao, can think of taking the credit, but those officials can't? Civil officials are more ruthless and smoother in this regard than you military men. Zhang Mao was awakened by Jiang Qingzhi. Thinking of this, his mind went blank. He subconsciously lowered his head and leaned forward, saying in a trembling voice: "Please save me, Lord Maocai!" Wang Yu also understood at this moment. He put his hand on the hilt of the knife and stood up suddenly. Jiang Qingzhi looked at him coldly, "Kill me and take all the credit. But do you think I'm a fool? Chen Ba!" Chen Ba chuckled, "Just before, Maocai ordered me to send my trusted aides to flee far away. If anything goes wrong between Maocai and me, the truth of this battle will spread everywhere..." In this case, Zhang Mao will definitely die! Before he is dealt with by Nanjing, Zhang Mao must kill Wang Yu first! Wang Yu's face turned pale, "I dare not!" "sit!" Jiang Qingzhi pressed his hand, and Wang Yu sat down gently. Then he looked normal again, which made Chen Ba secretly think that this man had the potential to be a shameless civil servant. Jiang Qingzhi took a sip of the rough tea and frowned, "Civil servants and military servants have different paths. Nanjing doesn't mind getting a few military heads to show the capital its determination to fight against the Japanese invaders."
"Yes." Zhang Mao didn't have the ability to make such a detailed analysis, so he praised: "Please let Jiang Maocai analyze it a little. I am all ears." Chen Ba stood behind Jiang Qingzhi with a sword in his hand, feeling very happy. Sun Chonglou whispered his feelings, "Why are these two treating the young master with respect and fear, like disciples facing their teachers?" He thought his voice was very soft, but the room was very quiet at the moment and everyone heard it. Since you are on Jiang Maocai's side, then stand by him to the end. Chen Ba couldn't help but laugh. Seeing Sun Chonglou glaring at him in dissatisfaction, he nodded, "Shi Tou, you are absolutely right." At this moment, Zhang Mao and the other man didn't care about the embarrassment of being teased, they were only thinking about how to escape the fate of being punished by Nanjing. Jiang Qingzhi raised his index finger and said in a clear young voice: "Nanjing wanted to take your heads, but then you made a big fanfare and took the initiative to attack..." "This..." Zhang Mao was puzzled. The Ming army! It's really become a puddle of mud! Jiang Qingzhi shook his head, feeling that there was still a long way to go to increase the country's prosperity. He tapped the table with his fingers. "These pirates have gone ashore and are deep in the sea. Their ships must be waiting by the sea. If we take the initiative to attack and win the battle, who in this world would dare to touch you, Captain Zhang!" Zhang Mao raised his head suddenly, his eyes wide open, "But there are at least hundreds of Japanese pirates!" "But, I'm here!" Jiang Qingzhi, a small South American warlord in the 21st century, looked at the two Ming generals with a gentle and gentle expression, and said softly: "Would you like to follow me and turn around that damn fate?!" Zhang Mao and Wang Yu were intimidated by his demeanor and subconsciously stood up and responded: "Only Mao is the one who follows!" …… Please vote! (End of this chapter)