The important reason for the rapid collapse of the Southern Ming Dynasty was the warlordization. The generals during the Chongzhen period saw the civil officials walking with their heads down. The generals during the Hongguang period saw the civil officials walking with their necks in their arms. In particular, Shi Kefa lowered his figure and came to try to win over them, which made the generals so arrogant that they were endless.

Early in the morning, Yangzhou City shouted and roared, mixed with it, and kept screaming. After a few minutes, a large number of soldiers rushed over quickly, and their spears suddenly moved forward, but they didn't dare to go in and care. They could only shout outside at the top of their voices.

"The General Shige of Yangzhou Governor has arrived! You dare to act violently!"

Shi Kefa's face was not good, and a big soldier inside took the bricks and patted them several times, then he turned his bloody head and threw it to the side in disappointment. He waved his hand hard behind him.

"Fuck you, go with me!"

While cursing, he threw down the people from the Yangzhou headquarters who were tilted and tilted, and dozens of soldiers rushed directly at the tips of the guns.

He didn't dare to break up at all. With the sound of footsteps, the surrounding camps retreated embarrassedly, giving up a passage, allowing these wild soldiers to break out arrogantly.

"Listen, you dirty officials, I'm the one who serves in the army to get paid for money! I'll have no salary next time, and I'll burn your broken place!"

He openly threatened to burn the officials if they were not enough to cut their heads during the Chongzhen period, but here the civil servants really had no way to do it. Even Shi Kefa didn't even show up and just watched them leave.

He was not nervous, there was no way. Now the main purpose is to win over the three towns in Jiangbei to fight Ma Shiying and re-activate Ruan Dacheng, who was sharpening his sword and trying to take revenge. In the scene just now, if he came forward, the matter would be a big deal. Once these soldiers of Huang Degong camp were still so rebellious, would he kill or not? If he didn't kill him, the supervisor, completely wiped out the majesty! He killed him and completely broke up with Huang Degong.

He was full of anger and had to post it on Xiaguan. In this military camp, Lord Li, the head of the Ministry of Revenue, who was beaten, had just come out with a bruised face, and Shi Kefa asked again with reproach.

"What happened? Why? The military pay has not been collected yet?"

"Sir, the officials are helpless! The twenty-seven prefectures and counties including Songjiang, Jiading, Fushan and Taizhou were suddenly gone for some reason. They left an empty county and could not control themselves, let alone food and salary. The officials fought back and forth between the north and south of the Yangtze River, and they really couldn't compete for food!"

"I'm leaving the local officials like this!!! Could it be that it was Ruan Dacheng's trip to him again?"

Shi Kefa is a good official and loyal minister, but his head is also stuck in the current situation. His first impression is that the party struggles and the party struggles. After hesitating, he snorted gloomy again.

"It is reasonable for you to go to the supervisor, so you should collect grain! This month, if you can't see the military rations for the second half of the year, I will handle you!"

Seeing Shi Kefa leaving with a gloomy expression, Master Li couldn't help but shivering again, and it was really a retribution for the present life. A few days ago, the words he used to scare Songjiang County to fall on him again.

Rubbing the big bag on his forehead, the Huang Degong Soldier who had just been making a fuss, watched Shi Kefa walk away, gritted his teeth, and after a few words of pretentious words back to the military camp, the grain collector also sneaked home, packed up his things overnight, and ran away the next day.

The entire Jiangnan officialdom was in a mess. Shi Kefa, who was depressed when he looked at the empty official position, never expected that the matter would be caused by the small masters they usually didn't notice.

Just when Shi Kefa was depressed, the culprits had gradually landed on the shore in Dezhou or Dengzhou, Shandong.

Songjiang is close to the seaside. In recent years, the Ming Dynasty's shipping has become much more convenient and has become more developed. Songjiang's master Zhao Jin ran away to the north, and chose to cross the sea and landed on the shore in Dengzhou.

Mao Jue is really like the God of Wealth. Wherever he comes into contact with it will become prosperous. Dengzhou is almost the same. When the Dongjiang Crossing the sea in the fifth year of Chongzhen, it was almost an empty city near Dengzhou. But at this time, the huge port was crowded with people, leaning on the cement pile, and on the side of the flat harbor, forming a stack of sea boats one after another. Even on the street, foreigners with big noses and white skin were no longer surprised. They were everywhere, picking up a weird Nanjing Mandarin dialect, and bargaining in front of the stall in anger.

But at this time, Zhao Jin didn't have the mood to watch the fun. To be honest, he regretted it now.

When my mind got hot, I cleaned up my softness and took the family to escape. But when I really got on the boat, my mind cooled down.

I'll give it to Guan'er when I come? How can there be such a good thing in the world? Is there a pie falling from the sky?

But his farewell without saying goodbye was considered a violation of the rules of the master's business. In the future, the intermediary family like the Zeng family would no longer recommend him to serve as an accountant in the official family. Without a way out, he could only rush forward with a tough bullet.

While thinking about it, he took his wife and children off the boat. Zhao Jin was thinking on the other side, and what if Liu Botao fooled him? Turning against him? They are all second-rate Jinke! Besides, even if they get angry, it is useless! If it really doesn't work, I have to ask him to be a security guard and then find a job to leave the scene in the capital.

But just when Zhao Jin was thinking about it, he was in a daze, and he staggered and took a step back. Suddenly, his back was sweating. Two men in a 1.89 meters tall, wearing a soap robe blocked him like a wall, holding his arm and tilting his head, staring at him with a bad look, and staring at him immediately.

"Two masters, are you?"

"Stop talking nonsense, come from Jiangnan? I received a letter from the second-level master?"

"It's Xiaoke, I don't know..."

"That's right, you are looking for!"

"Oh, this is..., what is this for?"

His arms were raised, and Zhao Jin was like a bucket, and he was carried away by someone. He was so scared that he screamed. Behind him, his wife was holding the two children, and he was clamoring and rushing over quickly. But the people at the port seemed to be used to it. Not to mention reporting to the officials to stop him, there was not even a single person to watch.

The slam was thrown heavily onto the carriage, and his wife Cui'er and Niang San'er were also stuffed into it. Three or four families had already been stuffed into the carriage. It was probably like him that he was a poor master. There were thirteen people who were dragging their families to the north. They stuffed the carriage tightly, glanced out tremblingly, and hugged their fists. Zhao Jin asked sadly.

"A few fellow countrymen, have we been thieves?"

"Oh~ Who knows!"

On this side, several scholars wanted to communicate a few more words. Unexpectedly, the whip blew up a few times, and the whole carriage rushed out like a bullet. In Zhao Jin's terrified expression, he turned several times and left the lively port and plunged into the Shandong land.

There was a joke in later generations. When a Northeastern person quarreled with Shanghai people, it was so angry that the Northeastern person was about to fight. However, the Shanghai people were timid and waved their hands in tragic: "Brother, you're arguing well, what are you doing!"

After working as a master in Songjiang, the predecessor of Shanghai, for several years, Zhao Jin seemed to have inherited the temperament of this young man in Shanghai to the fullest. He didn't dare to ask, and just followed the carriage for most of the day.

In the end, the carriage ran into the big city again.
Chapter completed!