No matter whether you are killed or killed, life will always be lived. For example, when Ying Yi occupied Kaifeng, the brothels reopened only two days after Ying Yi closed their doors.

In the chaotic times, people who cannot see hope are more likely to fall into being drunk and dreaming. The existence of brothels is to create a paradise of drunk and dreaming.

Mr. Zhang hid here. He said he was hiding, but in fact he lived a very comfortable life. A dozen girls with beautiful faces were circling around, just raising their hands if they wanted to eat and drink.

Although this old thing is old, I am still kissing you.

"The master eats grapes."

"The master drinks."

"Master listen to the song."

"master..."

Just as he was having a lot of fun, a servant came over and whispered a few words. Old Zhang, who was so happy, turned his face, stood up and put on his clothes, drove his sisters out, and said, "What's the matter with the prince summoning me?"

The servant said, "Shi Kefashi has no movement. The prince is anxious. Please ask Mr. Zhang and others to discuss."

Mr. Zhang looked slightly dark and nodded: "Let's go."

Then he disguised himself as he walked out of the back door of the brothel, got into a carriage, and ran to Zhu's mansion.

The carriage arrived at the back door of Zhu's mansion. The servant who opened the door looked at Mr. Zhang's idle letter and walked into the room, and said in his heart: "This is the fourth one, right? It shouldn't be there."

Sure enough, there is nothing.

As soon as Mr. Zhang entered the attic of the eldest son of the Zhu family, he stopped shouting loudly. He saw Sun Xiucai and Wang Yisheng strode out of the attic.

Sun Xiucai said: "The generals of the Wang army quickly go and prepare and catch all the thieves in one go."

Wang Yisheng nodded: "Don't worry, Lord Sun."

Now, we are leaving.

Soon, there was an abandoned warehouse in the west of the city. Wang Yisheng came here with two thousand elite soldiers.

"Each battalion is cautious in all directions, blocks the streets and alleys, pays attention to hiding its traces, and follows my orders."

"Here!"

The soldiers and horses were divided into four parts and quickly hid in the streets and alleys around the warehouse. After a moment, the place became quiet again.

About two minutes later, people came here one after another and entered the abandoned warehouse. It took only one hour to stop.

Wang Yisheng hid in the dark, staring at the abandoned warehouse, and he had already counted it in his heart.

More than three thousand, nearly five thousand people!

He lifted a musket and fired a shot into the sky. In an instant, the sound of killing sounds rose!

...

In the Zhu Mansion, Sun Xiucai was talking with Mr. Zhu, and Mr. Zhu stood beside him with a bruised and swollen face.

"This time, the eldest son will be able to catch all the thieves in one go. The eldest son has the best contribution." Sun Xiucai smiled and said, "My lord is responsible for his talent and merit. Although the eldest son almost made a mistake, he did not cause irreversible results. If Mr. Zhu is interested, the lord will not hesitate to use it."

When Master Zhu heard this, his expression changed slightly and he shook his head and said, "Mr. Sun is too proud. I have no ability at all. Just like this time, I am a little aware of the truth, how could I do so randomly? I am grateful if I don't punish him. How can I have any extravagant hope?"

Mr. Zhu, who was standing beside him, was slightly moved when he heard this and said, "Father...father, the child wants to do something..."

"Shut up." Mr. Zhu scolded, then turned to Sun Xiucai and said, "Don't listen to his nonsense. This rebellious son has no ability except fighting cocks and dogs, so he can take on any important responsibilities. Don't mention this matter."

Master Zhu looked dissatisfied.

However, Sun Xiucai understood what Mr. Zhu meant and knew that Mr. Zhu had seen through his intentions.

It was probably done by chance on a whim.

This time, the Kaifeng riot that Master Zhu almost caused was not his ability, but his identity.

Sun Xiucai felt that his identity was indeed worth utilizing.

If Master Zhu could do something for Ying Yi, it would be like slapping them in the face a few fiercely for the imperial court and Emperor Chongzhen.

Look, your family members are like this, which means they all have no hope for the Ming Dynasty. This can hit Zhu Ming's remaining prestige and make the world look at it.

But that's all.

Xiucai Sun didn't force it.

In his opinion, it is absolutely for sure that the lord Ying Yi replaces Zhu Ming. Whether to attack Zhu Ming's prestige will not affect the result.

If you can strike, it’s OK. If you can’t, just stop.

So he smiled and said, "But it is up to Mr. Zhu's will."

But he still mentioned one more thing: "Mr. Zhu has a ravine chest, so he should be aware of the general trend of the world. It is better to give timely help than to add icing on the cake. It is better to hold your thighs as soon as possible."

At this time, a soldier came to report: "Sir, the thief has been beaten up in one fell swoop."

Sun Xiucai laughed, stood up, bowed and said, "I will say goodbye after this."

Mr. Zhu forced a smile and sent Sun Xiucai to the door.

After returning, Mr. Zhu's face was so dark that he could drip. Master Zhu stood beside him, bowing his head and daring not to speak.

"It's a blessing that Li Zhenren is still faced. Before you get up, Sun Wen took the initiative to come to the door. If Sun Wen had a little thought and waited for you to get up, he would open his pockets to let you get into the trap. How could I have life in my family?"

Mr. Zhu panted: "What's the use of you? Ying Yi was beaten to hundreds of thousands of people even after he broke into the thief!"

Master Zhu said with a mouthful: "There is still Shi Kefa..."

"Shi Kefa, Shi Kefa!" Master Zhu slapped him: "What's the bullshit about Shi Kefa? Don't look at what kind of Jinshi he is, he borrowed the light of Zuo Guangdou and the help of the Donglin Party? What ability does he have? He is really capable. Didn't the old capital get along with him early on using the reasons of his fellow countrymen? Do you want you to come?"

Mr. Zhu sighed deeply: "I saw this person at the Lu Ming Banquet in the first year of Chongzhen. He was not surprised by his appearance, and there was nothing surprising about his words, except for the rules. I heard that this person has become an honest official over the years, which is in line with my opinion of him. However, this person has no talent. If he does this matter of dispatching troops and generals involving tens of thousands of troops, how could he dare to take the initiative? If you contact him, you will not be able to wait for the result even if you die."

Master Zhu was silent.

Then Mr. Zhu said, "You are in your forties and still don't know anything. Can you control Ying Yi? Can you be the official of Ying Yi? You are the descendants of Hongwu, the capital is still there, the emperor is still there, as a descendant of Hongwu, you are mixed with a thief, what should you do if you ask the emperor? In the underworld, you dare to meet Hongwu?"

"But you surrendered to him too..."

Master Zhu muttered.

Mr. Zhu wanted to slap him to death: "The old capital is to compromise! The old capital is a whole family, what should you do if you ask me to do?!"

"Get out, go to the woodshed and meditate for seven days." Mr. Zhu stood up: "Butler, no one is allowed to approach him without my husband's order!"

The butler nodded silently: "Young Master, let's go."

At this time, Sun Xiucai had returned to the Imperial Law Office.
Chapter completed!