Everything finally went according to the script written by Mao Jue. Qiantang was defeated, and the troops in the southeastern Zhili governments in southeastern Zhejiang were gone. The richest areas of the Ming Dynasty were empty and exposed to the claws of the pirates.

It seemed that the Southeast chaos that shook the foundation of the country during the Jiajing period reappeared. Nanjing was shaken and Jiangnan was shaken. The scholar-officials who were drunk on the Qinhuai River finally dragged their sleeves home in panic and began to clean up the fines and prepare to run away. As for the messenger sent to the capital, it was like a crucian carp crossing the river.

But at this moment, another major event that shocked the court happened. The Jinyiwei of Jiangnan found out that this Japanese invasion was actually because several Jiangnan tycoons such as the Wu family in Songjiang, the Song family in Qiantang, and other Jiangnan tycoons colluded with Japanese pirates to sell contraband. As a result, the pirates were invaded by uneven distribution of spoils. On the same day, Jiang Jing, the central official of Nanjing garrison, ordered the Nanjing Inspectorate to experience Wu Wenhua, Song Shu, the Right Temple Chief of the Honglu Temple, and Wei Yuangu, the Nanjing Ministry of Revenue Department, to seek relief, the Zhejiang Governor Ye Yunting also pushed the reason for his defeat to the Japanese. Anyway, Wu Ercheng, the Minister of the Ministry of Rites, was dead, and everyone pushed it.

But this moment touched the sensitive nerves of the Jiangnan rich clan, eunuchs interfered in politics! During the Tianqi period, how many times did these aristocratic families fight Wei Zhongxian's minions? How many people died? How could they bear it?

After Jiang Jing's move, the Donglin Fushe was in a bad mood. Everyone used the good party struggle tradition of civil officials in the Ming Dynasty. The Japanese pirates who were close to each other were ignored and their families stopped running away. In May, thousands of literary clans gathered together Yingtian and roared towards the central officials in Nanjing, shouting that the eunuchs would release them. The scholars were in a row and were in a fierce manner.

As for the Japanese pirates who have broken through Jiaxing and are approaching the border of Nanzhili, they don’t care at all! In the face of party disputes, what is the Japanese pirates killing two people?

As for the small deputy general of Tieyi who was asked for help from retired official Shen Guangzuo, and brought the newly trained Yiwu soldiers to recover Hangzhou Prefecture and other things, no one paid any attention.

In fact, compared with the troubled Jiangnan family, Mao Jue himself was not noble. He also bought pirates from the East China Sea to take revenge because of his personal grudge. Standing on the top of the city, Ding Lan Town, which was destroyed by the war, was still vivid in his mind. To the northeast, the main battlefield, the Ming army camp seemed to have a huge scar on the ground, burned charred land, corpses, arrows, and spears inserted on the ground, stretching for more than ten miles. Mao Jue himself did not count how many people died that night.

Unfortunately, this is the world. The world is turbid and I am clear. Mao Jue is not so enlightened. He is not the temper that swallows his anger. Do you want to make me think? Sorry, even if I fight to the death, I will kill you! The nobles and officials of aristocratic families who enjoy the country and enjoy the country do not care about this country. He is a rough martial artist, and what does the fighting man who has the least loyal view of the overall situation in the civil servants care about?

After all, the king flag on the front of Hangzhou was replaced with the bright red letters, which made the major Hangzhou tycoons who were robbed and lost all their money to recover and took to the streets with a proud look.

However, they did not seem to be very good with the Tieyi Army who liberated the city. When Mao Jue looked down at the top of the city, a large group of wealthy families in the city were surrounding Maoliu, and were arguing about something angrily.

"What's wrong?"

It has been already May, if the body is not cleaned up, a great plague will inevitably be avoided. As one of the few surviving clans in the city, Chen Guangzuo has no choice but to take the children and tenants out of the city to collect the corpses. He has just returned from digging a hole on the ground. The old guy is willing to do a lot of idle things. Looking at the noisy appearance under the city wall, he couldn't help but climb up the city wall curiously and point to the bottom and ask.

"What's wrong? What else can I do? I need to divide the land! I want to send troops to drive away the tenants. I'm not the prefect of Hangzhou, so I'll keep in mind their affairs!"

"land?"

Chen Guangzuo was really confused, but immediately, this old fox who had been an official for the rest of his life woke up again.

Although the military disaster caused heavy losses to the major families, and many families were even exterminated, the military disaster was over, which was a good opportunity for the major families who survived the disaster to make a fortune. After all, the money could be taken away, but the land could not be taken away, especially the land book of various families and the government's land book was almost burned. This is both a bad thing and a good thing.

As long as they seize the loopholes before the return of the imperial prefect, and re-sign the tenant slave's contract, they will still be the rich masters who are noble in a few years.

Of course, the premise is that these methods are made into vested facts before the reconstruction of Hangzhou Prefecture, which requires collusion with the officers, snatch the land and mark it, expel the original tenant farmers, and capture some tenant slaves who destroyed the slave contract and let them sign again.

One by one, the posts of the minister, Mr. XX, and the minister, were pretending to be four, five, six, seven, and eight, and asked Mao Jue to do that unethical thing, of course Mao Jue would not miss them.

However, even though I figured it out, it was another matter whether I could figure it out. Chen Guangzuo's straightforward temper immediately came up, his beard stood up, and he roared as he knocked on the bricks.

"These scums! Just after the disaster, I don't think about how to restore my hometown and stabilize my neighbors. I actually think about fishing and meat in the countryside for my own selfish interests!"

"What is the difference between them and the scholars who gathered in Yingtian City? One is for the interests of the family, the other is for the political dividend, and to control the court's right to speak and not let the eunuchs press forward. They don't even care about military and national affairs. How can they care about the lives and death of the common people?"

Holding his arms and looking at the messy battlefield below, Mao Jue hummed contemptuously.

"These Jiangnan literati, sitting on a rotten boat without knowing it, are still desperately tearing down the wooden boards on the boat to build such a small space. When the ship sank, they probably don't know what regret is when they sank into the abyss."

This sentence is equivalent to scolding Chen Guangzuo. He is also one of the representatives of Jiangnan literati. However, this time this time, this old man with straightforwardness has not distinguished at all. He has been an official for decades, and has been in the court, and has been in a party struggle, local annexation, and aristocratic families are rampant. He also doesn't know these ills.

But Chen Guangzuo himself was also a member of this privileged class. In the midst of the slaughter, he was powerless and could only follow the rules and act too alternatively. Maybe other scholars and officials would be left behind and smashed to pieces.

After more than three hundred years of the Ming Dynasty, there was only one Hai Rui!

"By the way, uncle, the pirates headed towards Songjiang, and my nephew and grandson also led his army to the north. The Hangzhou city is handed over to my uncle. But don't worry, I will not fight Songjiang City. As long as I destroy the Wu family, I will stop and return to Dongjiang."

"Ah! I understand!"

Turning his head and looking at the famous scholars and officials who were still shouting, he answered absent-mindedly.

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Mao Jue really left as he said he could leave. Starting in the evening, the Tieyi Army gradually withdrew from Hangzhou City. He shouted fiercely at night. Seeing that Mao Jue was really leaving, the remaining officials of the noble families and noble families were panicked. Seeing that Chen Guangzuo had a close relationship with Mao Jue, they surrounded the Chen Mansion again.

"I am the old man, Li Sou, Yueqiao, please inform me!"

"This guy, please tell Lord Shen. I will give it to him by leaning against the land on the river beach, so I ask him to meet him!"

These well-known figures in Hangzhou City were politely holding gifts and holding fists. Unfortunately, because they were annoyed by Mao Jue, Chen Guangzuo could even turn away, let alone them. The two dark doors were closed tightly, and a bitter face appeared on the door's door, and he waved his hands sadly.

"Everyone, go back! My master is sick! No one can see you!"

Chen Guangzuo was indeed sick, but he was heartbroken. A large number of people gathered at the gate of Chen Mansion. On the other side, the heads of the various houses of the Shen family, clan members, and several village heads of the Shen family were all secretly called in from the back door.

With the intention of passing on the family and teaching the idea of ​​keeping the business, Chen Guangzuo's eldest son Chen Chuan's family was an official in Nanjing, and his second son Chen Shou was at home to manage the business. He also had several grandchildren. They all arrived. In the expressions of dozens of people's shock, Chen Shou coughed and hugged a box.

"Dad, we are all here, why are you going to use these for?"

"Take it?"

"Yes, Dad, I brought it!"

"Just bring it!"

Not sure why, he handed the box to Chen Guangzuo, who was sitting in the ring chair in the yard, in front of the stove. Chen Chuan was confused and served the other side, and for no reason, he watched Chen Guangzuo open the box and throw it out.

"Last brother, this is your tribe property, land deed, fifth brother, this is yours, sixth brother, this is yours, and old man Liu, old man Zhao, old man Zhou, these are yours, land deeds!"

"Uncle? What are you going to do? Split up the family?"

With the land deed industry, the Shen family members were full of inexplicable information, and the tenants were even more confused. Their land deeds did not belong to them, but to Chen Guangzuo.

"Sir, are you... Is there anything wrong in the village?"

Without answering these people's questions, coughed a few times, and Chen Guangzuo looked around again: "I got them all, right?"

"Dad, what are you going to do..., Oh! Dad, how can these account books be burned!"

Unexpectedly, Chen Guangzuo poured all the family property books under the box, as well as the IOUs from previous years, into the brazier. He suddenly, at least tens of thousands of taels were caught. Chen Shou was so shocked that he wanted to grab it out quickly. But how could he rob the raging fire? It was burning away.

"Dad! You..., you..., you..."

I really want to say that he is old and confused, but unfortunately, he didn't dare to say anything. He shook his big sleeves and looked sad, but this one made him vomit blood. He held the handrail and Chen Guangzuo suddenly easily threw down his sleeves, and said with a smile that was endless.

"Tomorrow, I will follow the Mao family's nephew to the north to Dongjiang. If you want to follow me, follow me. If you don't want to follow me, I will leave this Shen Mansion for you, I will go by myself."

"That's it, let's break up!"

"Dad!"
Chapter completed!