Mr. Lu Xun once said that happy people are roughly similar, while hard life is different.

What Zhu Xiaosong had a headache about was nothing more than the problem of the expansion of the territory faster than expected, and the lack of talent and manpower was not enough. But what Agui had a headache about was not like Zhu Xiaosong's slightly happy trouble.

The existence of Zhu Xiaosong, Chen Tailai and others is like a butcher's knife hanging on the top of his head to A Gui, and two butcher's knife hanging at the same time, and it is possible to fall down at any time.

Agui knew very well that it was no big deal to fail to wipe out Zhu Xiaosong and Chen Tailai for a while. After all, in the prosperous Qing Dynasty, there were always people who were full and had nothing to do. They kept shouting that they wanted to rebel against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty. It was already a habit. The problem was that if Zhu Xiaosong and Chen Tailai could not be wiped out, and instead let the two of them grow up, it would be really fatal.

You know, Mingxing has a surname of Fucha. Even if someone finally takes the blame for this matter, it will be his imperial envoy named Zhang Jia who will take it first. No matter how it is, Fucha Mingxing, the governor of Shandong.

The key is that the flintlock rifle that Mingxing bought for Xiyi was delayed in its position.

When Agui thought that the flintlock rifle was not in place for a long time, he felt a headache and couldn't help but want to urge Mingxing: "How long does it take for those flintlock rifles to be transported? If I had known it was so slow, I might as well buy a batch of them at the beginning."

Agui was anxious, and Mingxing was also anxious. After all, the rebels were all in Shandong, which led to the rebellion of the White Lotus Sect in Hubei and Tian Wu of Gansu, and Lin Shuangwen of the Great Ryukyu rebellion. It is not an exaggeration to say that the world was shocked. He, as the governor of Shandong, could not escape any matter.

But there is no way. The flintlock rifle must be built by the Ministry of Works first, and then bought it from the Western Yi. This time it will inevitably be slower after going back and forth.

Thinking of this, Mingxing couldn't help but sigh and said, "Or what if we can find a few real Western Italians?"

But before Agui nodded his head and agreed, a spy on the stick walked into the lobby of the Jinan Governor's Office. He first quarreled with Agui and Mingxing, then took out a stack of low from his arms and handed it to Agui: "The news from brothers, there are people spreading Zhu Ni's articles in the entire Denglai area, especially Laizhou and Yizhou. This so-called newspaper of Zhu Ni has become a topic of conversation for local people after dinner."

Agui unfolded the so-called newspaper, looked at it slowly, but his heart trembled.

I saw that the so-called newspaper had five words written on Meng Lianggu’s weekly newspaper. The lower position was written on a sentence from the Analects of Confucius: Wei Guan Zhong, I am the wholesale of the left horn.

Half of the following article was used to discuss the "Today's ability to use scholars and practice Chinese ways" proposed by Hao Jing, a pseudo-confucian of the Jin Dynasty, and the other half of the article was to openly accuse Yongzheng of tampering with Han Yu's articles in "The Book of the Great Yi Jue Mi".

Another article later listed a series of deeds from outside the pass to the pass. Even the deeds of Lao Nuerhaci slaughtering Fuzhou during his time in Liaodong and hunting down people without valleys. The subsequent deeds of Yangzhou, Jiading, Jiangyin, Jinan, Guangdong, Datong, Sichuan, etc. were listed one by one, bluntly saying that "the massacre is almost tens of millions, and this evil deed has never been seen in the ages."

After reading these articles, Agui wanted to execute Zhu Xiaosong to Lingchi immediately.

That article by Wei Guan Zhong is better, but the article that counts the glorious deeds of Jiannu can really shock the world!

Others don’t know the authenticity of this article, but A Gui, as the chief Grand Secretary of the Wuying Palace, is very clear. The deeds written in that article neither deliberately smeared the Qing Dynasty nor deliberately exaggerated the facts. They just used almost ruthless writing to list all the "glorious deeds" of the Qing Dynasty. Even if they wanted to argue, they could not defend themselves.

How to argue?

The three or four million evil souls in Sichuan can still frame Zhang Xianzhong. After all, Zhang Xianzhong will not stand up and speak, but what about the rest?

Does Yangzhou not exist in ten days? Or does Jiading’s Three Massacres do not exist? Is the Datong Massacre not exist? Or does Guangdong Massacre not exist? Or is the rule of keeping hair but not leaving heads is fiction?

There is no way to argue!

Mingxing saw A Gui's hands trembling, and he couldn't help but be curious and asked, "What is written in the article?"

Agui came back to his senses by Mingxing's voice, but Agui didn't care about answering Mingxing's question, but shouted directly: "Come here! I will pass on this imperial envoy's order. Anyone who dares to spread, read, or privately hides the so-called newspaper of the bandit, will be killed without mercy!"

After hearing A Gui's order, Mingxing was even more curious and couldn't help asking again: "Dare you ask the imperial envoy, what exactly does the newspaper of the rebel bandit write?"

Agui sat back on the chair like an old dog whose muscles and bones were removed, and weakly handed the newspaper in his hand to Mingxing: "You can read it yourself."

Mingxing took the newspaper and saw the glorious deeds of the Qing Dynasty. Mingxing couldn't help but be shocked and shouted: "Since ancient times, there have been no immortals in the world? Is it not the only one who can't build a capital temple? It's enough to show that my Qing Dynasty master is kind. Zhu Ni is going to massacre the city, which is simply true!"

It would be better if he didn't listen to Mingxing's nonsense. When he suddenly heard Mingxing's nonsense, Agui immediately became angry and cursed with regret: "What's the use of telling me to tell me? Go and tell the literati of the world? Let's talk to the Nikan of the world? Do you think they believe it or not?"

Mingxing suddenly became silent.

Looking at what he said, no one knows that the article is full of real content. As long as he says it, it will definitely arouse the memories and hatred of the Han people. But isn’t this just a few nagging words? How can you make such anger? If you have the ability, you will go and suppress Zhu Xiaosong. As long as you can suppress Zhu Ni, you naturally don’t have to worry about whether there are newspapers or not.

What Mingxing can think of, naturally, A Gui can think of too.

To put it bluntly, it is useless to hunt down all those who dare to spread, read, and store newspapers privately. They are just headaches, and they are all curing the head and feet. They treat the symptoms but cannot cure the root cause.

If you really want to cure the root cause, you have to put down Zhu Xiaosong's rebellion.

After considering it in his heart, Agui finally made up his mind: "This matter can no longer be delayed. If you find a way to contact the real Western barbarians, get a batch of flintlock guns. It doesn't need to be too many, just three or five thousand branches. If you can use the red barbarian cannons with flowering bullets, transport them quickly. If it really doesn't work, it's okay to be late."

After Mingxing responded, Agui called his personal soldiers and ordered: "Send an order to ask Fu Huan to take the Green Camp to Jining, first try to calm Zhu Ni down with my own tutor, and tell Fu Huan that Zhu Ni's disaster will be far better than Prince Zhu and Wu Sangui, the White Lotus Sect, and the heaven and earth will be ten thousand times more."

After the personal soldiers took the order and left, Agui said to the spy at the sticking rod who had not left: "You can find another newspaper and ask someone to send it to Mr. Fu and tell Mr. Fu that Fu Huan could not go to support him for the time being, so he would let him stay in Caozhou for the time being. If that's the case, Mr. Fu could abandon Caozhou, and all the problems would be borne by the imperial envoy."

Seeing Agui as he was anxious, Mingxing couldn't help but ask: "As for it? Is this disaster for Zhu Ni even worse than Chen Tailai? Don't you know Mr. Fu..."

Agui was furious and pointed at Mingxing and cursed: "Or why are you the governor of Shandong, but I am the imperial envoy!"

"Although Chen Tailai can affect the transportation of the canal, Chen Tailai only has this little ability. If the Emperor Longsheng is really angry, he will transfer the Eight Banners outside the Pass into the Pass to quell the rebellion, and Chen Tailai will be able to quell the rebellion."

"On the contrary, the newspaper created by Zhu Xiaosong is the powerful weapon that can truly shake the foundation of our Qing Dynasty. If you are not careful, it will be a situation where everyone in the world will rebel!"

After scolding Mingxing, Agui thought about it and felt that he could not deal with it like this, so he simply ordered Mingxing again: "I won't be polite to you at this time. We are now grasshoppers on the same rope. Don't look at my surname Zhang Jia and your surname is Fucha. If Zhu Ni's newspaper spreads, it would be useless even if we both had Aisin Gioro!"

After A Gui said this, Mingxing suddenly became nervous and asked, "Then what are the best solutions?"

Agui nodded and said, "Send someone to find a skilled craftsman immediately. Since Zhu Ni can make the newspaper, we can do it."

"Since Zhu Ni listed some of the deeds of the Qing Dynasty in our Qing Dynasty, let's list how stupid the emperor was in the late Ming Dynasty, how corrupt the officialdom was, and how the people were living in the miserable life. Then list how the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty was diligent in his work and love the people."

After thinking about it, A Gui whispered: "I asked someone to write some slanderous articles, and I would like to talk about how greedy and lustful they are with Zhongtang, and how Ji Xiaolan and Liu Luoguo competed with Zhongtang with Zhongtang."

"Another thing is to make up the story of my saint ancestors of the Qing Dynasty and the current saint Emperor Wansui often go on a contempt. After all, the Holy Lord and the current saint emperors are good emperors who love the people as much as their sons. They often go on a contempt, killing corrupt officials and saving the people, which is reasonable."

"By the way, I'll make up some Han women who were attracted by the Holy Master and the current Long Live Master, and they flew to the branch and turned into a phoenix."

Mingxing was a little stunned.

Not to mention that the intermarriage of mites and men is the consistent iron rule of our Qing Dynasty. Even without this iron rule, it is a crime that is enough to make up the gossip of our Qing Dynasty Saint Ancestor and the current Long Live Master!

Thinking of this, Mingxing asked tentatively: "Will the Imperial Envoy consider it again?"

Agui snorted coldly and said, "It's too late to think about it! Even if you use 800 miles to speed up from here, it will take two days to run back and forth. In two days, do you know where these newspapers can spread?"

"The reason why I asked you to find someone to edit these articles is to completely muddle the pond water."

"Hurry up and call the staff and do as I said. Even if there is any problem in the future, I will take care of it myself. I will write a memorial to explain the situation now."

Mingxing finally realized the seriousness of the problem, and no longer hesitated. After bowing to A Gui, he hurriedly gathered people.

It is just that craftsmen who can make newspapers are easy to call, and people who can write articles are easy to call, but it is difficult to call people who dare to make up the gossip of Qian and Qian Deaf and old dogs. It is even more difficult to call craftsmen who dare to print them.

Mingxing looked at the poor, corrupt scholars and craftsmen in front of him with big eyes, and couldn't help but say angrily: "Master, do whatever you want, if you dare to delay, I will kill his nine clans!"

The threat from the Nine Clans really scared these corrupt scholars and craftsmen, and they had to do it according to Mingxing's requirements.

But, Mingxing obviously ignored one thing.

I have not had a day or two in the Qing Dynasty. Who dares to let go of my hands and feet and weave the lace story of the old dogs? Even if it is made, most of them are praises and cannot achieve the effect Agui and Mingxing wants.

Even Agui didn't have the idea of ​​reading these articles compiled by corrupt scholars. Do you want to use them to muddle the water?

Then I can only hehe!
Chapter completed!