At this moment, Wang Dayu felt completely numb all of a sudden.

He turned his head stiffly and smiled: "Where are you from? I am Wang Dayu, my family has little wealth and some connections in the court. I still have 200,000 taels of silver notes on my body. Why not make friends with you? How about taking the silver and letting me leave?"

The owner of the hand on Wang Dayu's shoulder smiled and said, "Twenty-hundred thousand taels? I'm afraid it's not enough."

Wang Dayu seemed to notice hope and hurriedly said, "It's okay, it's okay, Jinan Mansion is not far away. If you agree, I can also write a letter by hand. You only need to send someone to Jinan Mansion to find Wang's money house to exchange for another 300,000 taels of silver. How about it?"

The master of the hand was silent for a few seconds and chuckled: "It seems that you guys are really rich."

Wang Dayu was about to continue saying something, but suddenly there was a severe pain in the back of his head and he fainted in an instant.

After a while, a basin of cold water poured on Wang Dayu's face, causing him to wake up slowly.

He felt very painful in his limbs, and subconsciously struggled for a while, and found that he had been completely bound at some point.

Wang Dayu was shocked and looked around and found that he was in a secret room. There was a table in front of him, an oil lamp was placed on the table, and a person was sitting behind him.

This person is Fang Gongqian.

Fang Gongqian looked at Wang Dayu in front of him with a smile and said, "Now, we can have a good chat."

Wang Dayu knew that things were very bad at this moment, so he immediately spoke: "Friend, 800,000! As long as you spare me this time, I can give you 800,000 taels!"

Fang Gongqian tsk twice and suddenly walked to Wang Dayu, slapping him in the face.

Wang Dayu was dizzy when Fang Gongqian slapped in the face, and his face was swollen like a pig's head.

Fang Gongqian said coldly: "Our family is Fang Gongqian, the eunuch of the East Factory. Don't be with our family for your own tricks!"

"Admiral of the East Factory?" Wang Dayu, who was fucked to death, was stunned when he heard Fang Gongqian's words.

As a businessman who secretly supported the Qing Dynasty, Wang Dayu understood very well what the East Factory meant.

In recent years, many of Wang Dayu and others' families have been captured by the Dongchang and have never come back.

Wang Dayu's body trembled, and the fear in his heart reached its peak instantly, his teeth clattered, and he couldn't speak at all.

Fang Gongqian pinched Wang Dayu's chin and showed a creepy smile to the other party: "Tell me, tell me everything you know, and our family can give you a way out."

Wang Dayu shook his head desperately and said with difficulty: "Duang Yu, please spare me, Xiaomin really... knows nothing."

Fang Gongqian smiled and turned back to the table.

"It seems that you are punishing the wine if you toast or not. Come on, you will be punished!"

Dongchang is undoubtedly the best department in the Ming Dynasty that is good at torture. Even though it is not located in the torture room of Dongchang at this moment, Fang Gongqian is still confident enough to let Wang Dayu speak in a short time.

He is just a fat businessman...

Fang Gongqian naturally would not have any psychological burden on such a traitor from the Ming Dynasty, and would even feel a little happy and... looking forward to it.

After Fang Gongqian finished speaking, several torture veterans from the East Factory immediately walked in.

Soon, screams began to sound.

...

King Zhu Yousong of Fu looked at the silver notes in front of him, and his expression on his face was very pleasant.

"Money, hehe...money!"

The fat on Zhu Yousong's face was trembling, and nothing could describe his mood at this moment.

If it were a few years ago, Zhu Yousong, the prince of Fu, was rich enough to rival a country, even though he had more than two million taels, he would not have taken it to heart so much.

But after Li Zicheng conquered Luoyang, Zhu Yousong had nothing and fled to Nanjing in a very embarrassing manner, losing everything.

This feeling of losing and regaining was extremely pleasant for Zhu Yousong, which made him even a little intoxicated.

A knock on the door sounded, and the voice of the Chief Zhu Yousong guard came from outside: "Prince, it's time for us to set off."

Zhu Yousong's face changed slightly and he shouted: "Wait a minute!"

As he said that, Zhu Yousong hurriedly opened a small box in front of him and put the thick stack of silver notes into the box.

Originally, Zhu Yousong wanted to stuff the small box into his sleeves, but his wide sleeves could not bear this weight.

Zhu Yousong pondered for a while, gritted his teeth, and simply held the small box in his hand and opened the door and went out.

Seeing this, the head guard was stunned and subconsciously reached out to take the box from Zhu Yousong's hand.

Zhu Yousong's hand quickly shrank and shouted, "What do you want to do?"

The chief guard was stunned.

Zhu Yousong obviously noticed that the atmosphere was not right. After coughing, he said, "This thing is of great importance, so I should take it myself."

The chief guard seemed to understand something, nodded and stopped talking, but turned around and began to arrange the itinerary.

Zhu Yousong got on the carriage, and soon the carriage drove slowly.

The King of Fortune was filled with his heart and thought to himself:

"When I arrive in Nanjing, I can use the money to operate secretly. I heard that the officials of the six ministries were plundered by Zhu Ciyang last time and were unable to wear their pants. This time I only need to take down a few key figures, and I am afraid that I can't control Nanjing?"

"By the way, the gentry in Jiangnan was also plundered by Zhu Cilang. They must be very upset about Zhu Cilang and the imperial court in the capital. I can also use their power to control Jiangnan."

"As long as Nanjing and Jiangnan fall into my hands, then half of the Ming Dynasty's country belongs to me?"

"At that time, I only need to contact Jiannu and the Mongols and attack them from north to south...hehehe."

"This Ming Dynasty will eventually fall into my hands!"

Thinking of this, Zhu Yousong subconsciously tightened the small box in his hand and showed a happy smile.

At this moment, the carriage suddenly stopped.

The guard's chief shouted outside: "Who dares to block the prince's way?"

A sound that sounded neither yin nor yang sounded: "Dongchang handles the case, please come out and see King Fu!"
Chapter completed!