Chapter 510 Your integrity is not as good as the robbers who kill and rob goods!

Changlin, dressed in a top-class soldier with a withered face, stood on the head of the dilapidated city of Fuzhou City, silently staring at the troops in pure black uniforms that were slowly approaching. Except for the neat footsteps and the occasional reminders, you can't hear a trace of noise at all. In the end, the army is far from the city. About a mile away, he stopped, and the phalanxes were as neat as tofu pieces cut by knives and axes, which shocked the officials around Changlin who saw the anti-thief army for the first time.

Looking at the neat phalanxes, Changlin sighed in his heart. In the past, although this General Liang was not his right-hand general, it was like the pillars of the two Guang' peace, which made people extremely reassured, as if as long as the two Guangxi were restrained by him, then Ningjing in the sea area was certain.

But who can imagine that he will meet him again after leaving Guangdong? However, at this moment, his high-ranking governor of Fujian and Zhejiang has to bend his knees to his former subordinates. What a irony.

At this time, in the distance, a team of horses was rushing towards this side, and the black teams that were originally frighteningly silent suddenly roared like millions of dragons and tigers in unison: "Long live the Fuhrer! Long live! Long live!" In an instant, the wind and clouds surged, and the grand atmosphere of the discoloration of heaven and earth made the Qing court members above the wall stagnate, and their faces were full of fear and despair.

Chang Lin straightened up his horseshoe sleeves, and there was an indescribable astringent smile on his face. Fuhrer, what a strange name for Mr. Liang..."

"Open the gate and let's go out." Changlin took a deep breath and told the officials behind him who were trapped in Fuzhou City with him.

Liang Pengfei rode on the seat, looked at the gate opened by the hole, and watched the Changlin lead a group of officials in Fuzhou City slowly. The smile on his face became stronger and stronger. He shouted softly and rode forward. Naturally, the personal guards behind him did not dare to neglect and firmly supported Liang Pengfei. More than 200 riders were finally away from the city gate. About 200 meters away, the horse's head was strangled when it was about ten steps away from the Qing court officials who came out of the city.

With a Changlin holding the seal of the governor of Fujian and Zhejiang in his hand, he looked at Liang Pengfei, who stopped in front of him, looking at him in an iron-black strange military uniform, a strange military hat on his head, and a pair of dark and shiny boots on his feet. No matter how he looked at it, he felt that this military uniform seemed to The magnificent and handsome young man was set off to be taller and stronger. The light of the sun slanted down, making his face stained with a faint layer of golden light, which made Changlin couldn't help squinting his eyes.

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"Ai Xinjueluo, the governor of Fujian and Zhejiang Province. Changlin, with a civil and military official in Fuzhou City, met Lord Liang. Staring at Liang Pengfei for a long time, Chang Linfang sighed and led a party of officials to kneel on the ground.

Liang Pengfei shook his horse and walked to Changlin. He looked at the official hat lined with red velvet and the braids hanging down one by one, and there was a faint trace of sarcasm at the corners of his mouth.

Seeing the pair of bright boots that stayed in front of him, Chang Lin closed his eyes: "I hope Lord Liang will keep his promise and leave my surname Li Shu in Fuzhou."

"Leave the surname of Li Shu in Fuzhou?" The corners of Liang Pengfei's mouth bent slightly, revealing a trace of sarcasm. All I know is that the means of exploiting the people in Fujian and Zhejiang officials have reached a heinous level. How many poor people have been destroyed by the greed of these officials, and how many people have been displaced because of them? In your eyes, the law of the Qing Dynasty is just a girl that can be played with.

Listening to Liang Pengfei's sarcasm of suppressing anger, except for more sweat on their foreheads and burying their heads lower, no one dared to stand up and refute Liang Pengfei.

It's not that they didn't dare, but that they couldn't refute it at all. For more than 150 years, the whole Qing Dynasty really dared to stand up and say that if they didn't squeeze the people, they could count ten fingers.

"If you really put Li Shu in the world in your own eyes, how can there be this day? However, don't worry, Li Shu in the world, in my eyes, is far more important than you officials!" Liang Pengfei's words made Changlin speechless.

Liang Pengfei raised his hand and pinched the plate seal in his hand, and casually threw it to Bai Shusheng standing behind him. His eyes fell into the distance and fell on the Qing soldiers who were timidly coming out of the gate and waiting to surrender under the city wall. From their banner, it can be seen that the soldiers and horses of the Green Battalion and those Eight Banners stood on both sides of the gate. According to the intelligence, the number of soldiers and horses of the Green Battalion remained in Fuzhou before the war. The amount should be between 3,000 and 4,000, but now, at most 2,000 business trips, but there are at least more than 2,500 soldiers of the Eight Banners with a total of less than 3,000. In addition to the part taken away by Kuilun, it can be said that the soldiers of the Eight Banners did not hurt their muscles and bones at all.

In the offensive and defensive battle of Fuzhou City, which lasted for more than a day, most of the Han soldiers in the green battalion died. Liang Pengfei couldn't help but feel a little bitter. What's the difference between the green camp in Manqing and the puppet army in time and space? Driven by aliens, they point the butcher's knife at their fellow villagers and kill each other.

The Qing Dynasty almost relied on the Han army to suppress the rebellion of the Han people, and then the Manchus sat on top to enjoy its success. Today, it is time to change.

Liang Pengfei did not pay attention to these Qing court officials who were kneeling on the ground. He returned to his horse and walked around the city along the dilapidated wall of Fuzhou. In just one day, nearly 5,000 shells landed on the wall of Fuzhou, which was nearly 25 miles in circumference, especially the wall near the city. Almost none of them were complete. It was precisely because of such fierce artillery fire that the Qing soldiers in Fuzhou chose to surrender in the city after only one day of support.

"Please come with me." After Ni Ming stood after the surrender, some at a loss of the officials came in front of him with a faint smile on his face, but it was more of a kind of pride and pride from the heart.

"Your Excellency, where are you going to take us?" An official dared to ask.

"Of course, I will take you back to Fuzhou. First, I want you to issue a notice to inform the people that Fuzhou in the Qing Dynasty decided to give up military resistance and surrender to our Chinese dynasty. Second, concentrate the servants of your government. If you can stay if you can stay in office. Yes, you will stay in office. In a word, it's impossible for you to hand in the seal and pat your buttocks and want to do it. Ni Ming explained faintly.

"In a word, there are still a lot of things. I hope you can cooperate with us to stabilize the people of Fujian. If we do a good job, we will consider the crimes you have committed before..."

"Crime? My lord, what crime have I committed? Although we are subordinates and lose our integrity, we still hope that you will not humiliate me. A gray-haired official stood up, looking aggrieved.

Ni Ming looked at the official, raised his hand and hooked his fingers behind him. Soon, a school officer with a file folder in his hand and a major rank came forward. Mei Youtang, the head of Fujian Intelligence Station, reported.

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"Check the official's information for me." Ni Ming stretched out his hand and pointed to the Huajia official who had just emerged, and said coldly.

"The name is Yi Zhebu, the leader of Yonglu Zuo in the blue flag of Mongolia. He is the political envoy of Fujian. During this period, he extorted the official-level gentry of the state and county. He counted more than 2778,000 silver, and the antique famous painting planned 70,000 taels of silver. In addition, there were three private houses in Fuzhou and two shops. At the beginning of this year, he was forced to marry Chen Wu outside Fuzhou as a concubine. Raised in a private house... Privately draw the file of the life-fighting case in Changtai County, which was backlogged and not tried, resulting in ten lives in prison..." Mei Youtang pulled out a copy from the folder and read it aloud.

The nearly five-year-old Fujian political envoy was able to hear a few words, and his face was already pale, and he was still arguing. This official is an official of the Qing Dynasty, and the crime of this official should be punished unless the emperor orders it.

"Ha ha, even if according to your law of the Qing Dynasty, an official with no monthly salary or a monthly salary of less than one stone is sentenced to death by 80 taels of silver in vain. Yi Chubu, do you think you can survive?" Mei Youtang rolled his eyelids and smiled at Yi Chubu.

"Don't forget who we are. Do you think we will be like your stupid emperor, even thinking about slaughtering a corrupt official?" The words of the intelligence stationmaster severely insulted the loyal targets of these officials, but at this moment, no loyal minister who sacrificed his life jumped out to accuse him. They are just stunned and nervous about how dangerous their situation is, thinking about how to leave a life to live in the world.

Yi Zhibu was stunned for a long time, his legs were soft, and he knelt on the ground again and hugged Ni Ming's boots with a runny face and tears on his face. My lords, I have surrendered to you. I hope you can spare my life and live. My mother is still in my family..."

"Have they begged you for the people you killed?" Ni Ming raised his hand in disgust, twitched his backhand, with a crisp sound, and a scraper rolled the cloth aside. You take bribes, damn it! The occupation of the people's wife as a concubine, damn it! Embezzlement and dereliction of duty, damn it! Still want to live?! Dreaming!!!"

Among the surrenders, many people's faces are not much better than the howling and screaming Yi Zhibu. How many evil things I have done, and how many people I have caused to live. I'm afraid they can't even remember these accounts and can't figure them out.

"I hope you will wait for me to take Fuzhou..." Next to him, the governor came forward tremblingly. As soon as the words came out, Ni Ming's cold knives were blocked by cold eyes.

"You officials, in addition to intrigue all day long, in addition to eliminating differences, in addition to corruption and bribery, what else can you do? In vain, you have been studying hard for ten years. What do you remember in the loyalty and shame in the book?! I can't remember anything, except for a thousand miles to seek an official for money, which is regarded as a classic by you. Your guard is not even as good as the robbers who kill and rob goods!"

(to be continued)