What is the quietest place these days? The Dengzhou prison is the one where the rebels were busy chasing, then plundering them from their own hands, preparing to escape. For a moment, they forgot about the famous and wealthy families in Shandong, and let them put them in prison to fend for themselves.

These people have been hungry for two or three days, and fortunately, the wealthy families are all thick in fat and drink dirty water leaking from the wall, so they don’t starve to death.

However, since the rebels settled their capital in Dengzhou, these rice insects that usually eat, drink and enjoy, are almost shut up. That day, a group of people squatted in the prison weakly. Unexpectedly, the prison door finally opened again. Looking at the few young men wearing yellow clothes of the White Lotus Sect and yellow headscarves, the tyrants seemed to have seen an angel, and the lost lambs stretched out their hands desperately.

"Hurry! Give me some food, it's okay to have bad rice!"

"I dedicate all my belongings to the God Cult. I have two farms in Pingdu in Linqing, and there are all silver buried in it. I dedicate them to Lord Buddha!"

Especially the former Shanxi governor, who was as hungry as a vampire, stretched his hand forward sadly.

"Give me some food! I am Xue Silian, the former governor of Shanxi. I worked as an official in the Ming Dynasty and knew a lot of truth and truth. Buddha will definitely use mine!"

He had already handed over his wealth under the whip, and he had nothing to sell himself. However, the moral integrity of the Ming scholar was really good enough. Even a former deputy provincial official at the Ming Dynasty betrayed Chongzhen, so he betrayed Chongzhen without any hesitation.

When Wei Zhongxian was in power, these Qi, Chu and Zhejiang Party officials rushed to build a temple for him and tried hard to curry favor with this eunuch. As a result, as soon as Wei Zhongxian fell, these people fell down and everyone pushed them, hoping to slap Wei Zhongxian on the wall.

I really don’t know what made these Ming scholars become like this.

However, they have little to do with virtue for the time being. Looking at the trembling hands and holding the rice bucket, the White Lotus Sect Brother holding the rice bucket showed a cold white-toothed smile. He smiled and grinned and placed the rice bucket aside, reached out and pulled out the brush, and opened the notebook quickly.

"Former Shanxi governor Xue Silian, right? What is your property and how do you be loyal to my Holy Church?"

"Didn't this guy explain the property last time?"

"Stop talking nonsense! Do you want to eat?"

The young man changed his face when he said that he changed his face. Lord Xue was so scared that he quickly gave the money he had hidden, and patted his chest to ensure that his red heart was facing the Virgin of White Lotus. The young man also wrote quickly, and as he spoke, he could not miss it. He wrote his flattery to the White Lotus Sect and his contempt for the Ming Dynasty to the fullest. Finally, he gave the page to Xue Silian.

"Are you right? Press a handprint!"

Although I don’t know when the rebels got this up, they were so hungry that they were taught a lesson by the whip. The commander Xue Bu’s thumb was printed without hesitation.

Not to mention, this guy kept his word and was really given food. A large bowl of sticky white rice porridge was still soaked in pickles, and it was immediately placed in front of Xue Silian. When he smelled the fragrance, the old guy was almost crying.

Not to mention, this bowl of porridge was given to other captured Shandong officials, and the local gentry had a different mindset. Could it be that the madmen of the White Lotus Sect also wanted to recruit soldiers?

Don’t worry about stigma or not, let’s get out first. Then there’s a little power. When I ask my colleagues for help in the same year, I will work together to get the White Lotus Sect. At that time, they will still be the mighty and prosperous gentry. Thinking of the fact that the gentry next to Xue Silian is also rushing to raise their hands.

"Before the magistrate of Qingqiu County, Yu Wenyu!"

"I am a Jinshi Wang Hanlin!"

Once there were too many people, even if the young man had a quick pen speed, he couldn't record so much. He was so angry that he kicked the prison door again.

"What are you panic? Come one by one, you, former Qingqiu County Magistrate Yu Wenyu, right?"

Among the roll titles, these well-dressed gentry wrote names on the list, pressed their handprints, and even sent several buckets of porridge. The hungry men with blurred eyes shook their cheeks and ate them in. The radish bumps that were not rare on weekdays became like treasures, and they ate particularly delicious.

A bowl of porridge was almost over, and there was food in his stomach, and his mind became alive. Seeing the Bailian Sect who could write, he was still flipping through the notes just now, Xue Qiang Gongshuo was smiling, and his old face was squeezed out half of the fence, and asked with a plea.

"Brother, where has my Holy Sect army fought? Have you conquered Jinan?"

It's so shameless. Now I'm the army of the Holy Sect. Listening to this, the young man was humming slowly.

"The White Lotus Sect is now in its prime. Dengzhou has been recovered by the Dongjiang Army. The remaining five or six thousand fled to the sea and defected to Jiannu. I wonder if I have fed the turtle now."

"Oh, so, the official will feel relieved..., uh..."

The smile on the old face froze, and the bowl of porridge in his hand fell to the ground with a bang. In disbelief, Xue Silian's voice was octave higher and she screamed in shock.

After a while, the entire prison became quiet, the porridge bowl was trembling, and the Qingqiu County Magistrate Old Man was also trembling with his mouth, his voice was as strange as an owl.

"So you are the official army, are you fooling me?"

Before the guy nodded, the prison door opened again. Mao Jue, who was wearing soapy cotton armor, smiled like a flower, and his shoulders were a little shaking, and he walked in with a swagger.

"Big cousin, how about it?"

"Oh, General Mao, all the gentry and wealthy people have confessed. This is their confession and can be handed over to the Jinyiwei!"

Last time I came, I slap my master one by one, but Mao Jue still remembers it fresh. These guys are the least arrogant. If they save them, a group of idiots can bite themselves in the court. Since that's the case, if they don't give them some colors, they are not Mao Jue's personality.

The benefits of going to Jiangnan this time are also reflected. This young man is Shen Ting, the grandson of Shen Guangzuo. He was the most rebellious and passionate time. He spent several days in military career with Mao Jue, and was successfully hooked up and became the secretary of the Iron-Rule Army, which was equivalent to his duty as a staff officer.

In the fiery eyes of the men in the prison, Staff Shen calmly handed the confession book to Mao Jue. He looked at Mao Jue with a smile and watched Mao Jue put the book into his arms. His eyes were like his favorite concubine, who was taken to the bed by someone else.

Making sure the booklet is well kept, Mao Jue then slapped easily.

"Open the prison for you guys! This general is not the Ministry of Justice, and cannot be charged with all the famous gentry. However, the methods of the Jinyiwei are not good at evaluating them. I will go home in the past two days and eat and drink, and I will say goodbye!"

The shackles opened and were locked up for more than three months. The road to freedom finally appeared in front of us. Unfortunately, the men completely lost that joy. They gritted their teeth and their fists were twisting. If it weren't for the personal soldiers around Mao Jue's side, they would have wanted to use the fine traditions of the literati of the Ming Dynasty, go up and tear Mao Jue and grab the booklet back.

"Mr. Xue, what should you do if you have an idea?"

The bitter face of the magistrate of Qingqiu County, Mr. Yu, was like a fish. The former governor of Xue was so angry that he shook his sleeves.

"Where did I know where to go!"

"Let's take a step by step!"

As he sighed, more than a hundred migrant insects shook their heads and milked, and finally walked out of this cage.

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Lushun was captured by the Later Jin Dynasty, but the Dongjiang fleet could still replenish supplies along the coastal islands. The White Lotus Sect had been sent back to Tieyi for more than half of the money collected by the White Lotus Sect, and the rebels were almost done. This war was almost over for Mao Jue. As for how the court reacted, to be honest, Mao Jue was not interested. Last time he killed more than a thousand soldiers, the court sent 10,000 yuan to provide pensions. As for the deputy general to be promoted to general, it was no different for Mao Jue, and his salary could not be increased by a few taels. What he most wanted now was to return to Dongjiang quickly and live his comfortable life.

But just after I finished setting up these local snakes, a river crossing dragon came to this small Dengzhou City at night.

Avoid! Give up! Two big signs are playing high, with someone ringing a gong in front, someone carrying a sedan chair in the back, and cavalry on the left and right leading the way. To be honest, Mao Jue, a governor-level official, has seen several, and there are also several in Liaodong, but it is the first time he has seen him like Shandong Governor Yu Dacheng.

How humble was the general of the Ming Dynasty? Seeing that the governor needed to kneel down, Mao Jue, the deputy general, even more so, needed to kneel down to greet him. Unfortunately, he did not intend to sell the old guy in the grave to save face. He got the news one hour in advance. Mao Jue, who had been waiting for a long time, bowed to the governor's ceremonial guard very perfunctorily.

"I finally pay homage to Deputy National Taiwan Master!"

"Meet Lord Futai!"

Mao Jue did not abuse the gentry in the places where they were released. He was still hungry and looked like a vampire, but at least he wore long gowns and became a human being.

Following Mao Jue, they also saluted one after another. As for the lack of status, Qingqiu County simply knelt on the ground and kowtowed.

After bent down, the other side of the sedan chair was hung for a few minutes before an arrogant voice came out.

"It is said that Deputy General Mao is domineering, but it is really like this when he sees it! The barbarians outside the pass really lack education! They are not polite!"

After such an evaluation, I ignored the people who were greeted. The governor's sedan chair was staggering as if no one had entered the city gate.

"Reckless man!"

Passing by Mao Jue, the housekeeper of the Yu family who looked like a young man actually rolled his eyes in contempt. Wen Meng, who was so angry, immediately burst out with blue veins on his forehead. He turned around and wanted to teach the man why the flower was so popular, but was pulled by Mao Jue.

"No need to worry about it with a dead person!"
Chapter completed!