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Chapter 351 Three-edged thorn(1/2)

Chen Lie held the list and the cup of tea he just picked up suddenly lost its taste. He felt a little itchy on his scalp and wanted to scratch it.

Not to mention that the shortage of a hundred households is as high as 80%, only the elderly, weak, sick and disabled are left, and even the money and grain in the public account are only a pitiful two taels of silver.

Originally, there were five taels of silver in the public account, but after buying this table of wine and food to welcome him, only two taels were left.

This is his current funding, this posture...

Even the salary for the next month can't be paid.

"Okay!"

Before coming to Tongzhou, Chen Lie had tried his best to think about the disadvantages, but the truth was still much worse than he thought. It was clearly like he was about to break up.

This is reasonable. The staffing and authority of the East Factory, the Jinyiwei and even the West Factory, which have long been abolished, depend entirely on the Emperor of Ming Dynasty.

When the emperor was strong, like Chenghua, Jiajing, and even during the Tianqi period, the power of the factory guards was as strong as the emperor, and when the emperor was weak...

For example, in the early days of Hongzhi and Wanli, the factory guards were basically paralyzed.

This is the two hundred and forty years of grievances that have to be mentioned throughout the entire Ming Dynasty, between factory guards and study.

Who else stands behind the factory guards except the emperor?

Ming Dynasty Martial Honor.

So essentially, this is a dispute between civil and military.

Who is right and who is wrong?

Chen Lie remembered that sentence again.

Often righteous people often slaughter dogs, but most unfaithful people are scholars.

"Okay."

Chen Lie comforted himself in his heart. Although his yamen is a bit miserable now, at least the organization is still there, and theoretically the authority is still there.

There is still a lot to do if you make a good job of tidying up.

Chen Lie thought this in his heart, sorted out his thoughts, and then said in a deep voice: "Pay it down, it will be early tomorrow morning."

Wang Hu, the commander of the squad, hurriedly nodded and replied: "Yes, I understand the mark."

As Chen Lie brought the roster, the account book entered the inner house, and settled down several guards he brought from the capital, and began to check his salute.

There is not much heavy luggage.

This time, he took office with a lightweight bag. In addition to a few pieces of laundry and some silver he carried with him, the most important thing was a wicker box.

The long and long box woven by wicker was opened, revealing the long and short muskets inside. There were a total of one flintlock spear, three flintlock spears, gunpowder, and several guns.

Under the dim lights.

Chen Lie put a few long and short spears on the ammunition, put them in the reach of his fingertips, and then lay on the kang with a mat, and then felt a little more at ease.

I am new to the place and am not familiar with it.

It's better to be safer.

So he lay on the smooth mat, Chen Lie began to miss Jing'er and Yun'er again...

Chen Lie suddenly remembered the playful smile of Mr. Li Rusong and Mr. Li again.

Li Rusong said something, and Chen Lie's eyes became faint. He said that brothers are like brothers and feet, and women are like clothes. This was originally said by Liu Bei during the Three Kingdoms.

Chen Lie felt that this was wrong.

When a person's authority is great enough, so great that no one in the world can control it, a word can determine the life and death of millions of people.

For example, the emperor.

If there is any power to restrain this person, it is the person’s own conscience, cultivation, family and country feelings, or family affection and love.

If not.

That person can only be a hero, not a hero.

He doesn't even care about family affection, can you still expect him to have a conscience?

Therefore, Liu Bei is only worthy of being a hero who seeks fame and reputation. He cannot be the lord of the world, because the heroes in the world are all affectionate and righteous.

Thinking of this in my heart, I fell asleep in a deep and deep sleep.

As night falls gradually.

The Tongzhou Wharf, which had been noisy all day, gradually became quiet. The peddlers and pawns returned to their poor homes with exhaustion.

Then darkness enveloped the earth.

The next morning.

While sleeping soundly, I was awakened by the sound from afar. I turned over and fell to the ground alertly, picked up the spear at my hand, and listened to the melodious ancient bell.

Someone is ringing the bell.

Wipe your eyes.

Chen Lie pushed open the door with a gun. At this time, the sky was not yet full, and there was no one around the yamen. Several of his guards slept like dead pigs.

He looked around and there was a ladder in the corner of the wall. Chen Lie climbed up the roof along the ladder and took out the monocular lens from his arms.

Looking around.

I saw a canal transport soldiers wearing mandarin duck war jackets ringing the bell on the high slope on the side of the Zhuangguan, echoing between the heaven and earth with the melodious bells.

A faint roar like a broken gong came.

"Switch!"

As the army pushed the winch, the crossbar that closed the water slowly rose, but the densely packed ships in the canal slowly moved.

This picture...

It made Chen Lie's scalp numb.

Too spectacular!

At this moment, he truly felt the prosperity of this prosperous Ming Dynasty.

Half an hour later.

In the courtyard of hundreds of households, the sound of Mao sounds rising and falling.

"Wang Hu!"

"Tagged below!"

"Qian Gao."

"Tagged under."

I have been lit up.

Looking at these crooked subordinates, Chen Lie was too lazy to talk anymore, so he took out a small and exquisite money box from his sleeve.

He handed the money box to Wang Hu, and said freely: "These five hundred taels are charged to the public account first."

Wang Hu was stunned and hurriedly took the money box. His shriveled face showed an expression of ecstasy. He blinked his little eyes and tears fell down.

Soon Wang Hu burst into tears: "Sir, wise!"

This expression and style made Chen Lie stunned.

"Why?"

Chen Lie was ridiculous and terrified for a moment. Is this guy exercising his acting skills in front of him?

This is really...

Not to mention it.

Chen Lie originally wanted to cut off the squad who was so sharp-mouthed and could only flatter, but after thinking about it, he was a newcomer and didn't understand the situation.

Chen Lie felt that he should be more cautious, so he should first inquire about the background of this guy.

This inquiry is amazing.

Wang Hu looked calm and said proudly: "Mr. Qianhu knew that the cousin was named Wang, Zhengyi, and his cousin was named Chengxun, and his cousin was named Chengxun, and his inherited Xinjian Bo."

Chen Lie was confused when he heard it.

This guy's cousin is actually a great Ming uncle?

But who is Xin Jianbo?

Never heard of it.

Then Wang Hu said respectfully: "The ancestor under the mark is... Mr. Yangming."

After saying that.

Chen Lieren was stunned and asked suspiciously for a long time: "Who?"

I was a little dumbfounded and confused, and I carefully sorted it out in my heart.
To be continued...
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