My life skills in Daming Liver

Zeng Guangtai, the prefect of Jiujiang, is inspecting the city defense.

Zeng Guangtai was an official, and he carefully worked his way up to the position of magistrate.

After receiving Zhang Juzheng's letter, Zeng Guangtai began to rectify Jiujiang's military affairs, and managed to create a group of troops that could defend.

Zeng Guangtai boarded the outer city wall of Jiujiang, and the craftsmen were installing the Flang cannon.

"Master Futai!"

Zeng Guangtai waved his hand, called the craftsman in charge of the installation to the side and asked:

"Can these guns work?"

"Master Futai, don't worry, I tested three guns yesterday, and only one has a problem. These guns can still be used!"

Zeng Guangtai felt that it was a bit outrageous. These cannons were cast by Wang Yangming, the governor of Southern Jiangxi, during the Ningwang Rebellion 40 years ago.

After 40 years, it was possible to pick out a batch of usable Franc cannons.

However, no soldiers were willing to use the bird guns issued by the Ministry of War last month.

Ten birdie guns were tested, and five of them failed.

Three duds, two bombs, the most serious one almost blinded the eyes of the soldiers who were fired.

The soldiers naturally refused to use such bird guns. Zeng Guangtai even felt that these bird guns were more lethal to his side than to the enemy.

Forty years ago, the cannons could be used, but the newly-made blunderbusses could not. Zeng Guangtai didn't know what happened to the Ministry of Industry and the Ministry of War in the Ming Dynasty in the past forty years.

The city wall under Zeng Guangtai's feet was built by Chen Youliang two hundred years ago.

Relying on the city wall cast by Emperor Taizu's lifelong enemy two hundred years ago, and relying on the cannon cast by Wang Yangming forty years ago to resist Su Ze, Zeng Guangtai felt a sense of disobedience.

Forget it, as long as you can defend Jiujiang City.

Zeng Guangtai continued to patrol along the city wall. In addition to checking the progress of the installation of the Folang cannon, he also called a meeting of the Jiujiang Navy, which was retracted into the water wall, to discuss strategies to defend against the enemy.

After the discussion, Zeng Guangtai's nose was almost twisted. The Jiujiang Navy only agreed to send small boats to patrol along the water wall during the day, and refused to perform night patrols.

But Zeng Guangtai had nothing to do with the commander of the Jiujiang Navy. Who would let him be a hereditary military officer with a higher rank than himself?

It was a peacetime thing for civilian officials to suppress military officials. Now that there are continuous wars, Zeng Guangtai can only coax.

The navy refused to send boats to patrol at night, so the army of Jiujiangwei could only patrol the city walls at night. By the time Zeng Guangtai dragged his exhausted body back to Jiujiang City, it was already a bright moon.

Zeng Guangtai raised his head, the moon was already gibbous on September 10th, looking at the night sky with few stars and a few black magpies flying south, Zeng Guangtai also felt a little desolate.

If you can get rid of the bandit soldiers, then resign and go back to your hometown.

As soon as this thought came to mind, Zeng Guangtai heard a loud bang, and even the ground shook.

This is? The ground moved?

Zeng Guangtai's face was pale, but his followers shouted in horror: "Outer wall!"

Zeng Guangtai turned his head, only to see the flames bursting into the sky from the direction of the outer wall of Jiujiang that he had just returned, and recalled that the huge movement just now came from the direction of the outer wall!

Zeng Guangtai checked that none of the surrounding houses had collapsed. It wasn't an earthquake!

What is it if it is not an earthquake? Zeng Guangtai forced himself to calm down, and said to his followers, "Go to the outer wall!"

Zeng Guangtai and his entourage walked towards the outer wall, when they heard various fleeing soldiers shouting:

"The outer wall has collapsed!"

"The thief army has entered the city!"

"The thieves know how to thunder! Run away!"

"Su Ze is the reincarnation of Luo Zu! Come down now!"

Zeng Guangtai no longer cared about the Luo religion believers lurking in the army, but just as he walked out of the inner city wall, he saw the naval dock between the inner city and the outer city bursting into flames!

Looking at the thick smoke billowing in the direction of the outer city, Zeng Guangtai sat on the ground in despair, it was over, his carefully arranged defense of the outer city collapsed, and Jiujiang's troops and morale could not resist Su Ze's army at all.

On September 11, Lin Liangjun conquered Jiujiang, an important town on the Yangtze River.

Jiujiang Guard and the Jiujiang Navy surrendered. Zeng Guangtai, the prefect of Jiujiang, was about to commit suicide but was rescued by his subordinates. He was tied up and sent to Lin Liangjun's tent.

After entering Jiujiang, the first thing Lin Liangjun did was not to enter the city, but to take the soldiers to check the Franc cannon on the outer wall.

Lin Liangjun was overjoyed to find thirty Franco cannons capable of firing from the top of the wall, and hurriedly had the Franco cannons carefully dismantled.

It can only be said that the defenders in Jiujiang are really stretching their hips. The Fran cannons were not used to defend the city. It is best to use them for offense.

It's just that the Jiujiang navy was timid and refused to go out of the city even on patrol at night, which made Lin Liangjun take such a big advantage.

Lin Liangjun is going to install these artillery on small boats. With thirty gunboats, Lin Liangjun is more confident in blocking the Yangtze River!

"Hu Gong! You really did a great job this time! I have already sent a summary of the military situation to the Governor's Mansion! You are the first to do it this time!"

Eunuch Hu looked at the collapsed city wall, but there was no happy expression on his face.

Who would have thought that ordinary glycerin, mixed with strong acid, could become such a terrifying weapon.

Seeing that Eunuch Hu's face was a bit ugly, Lin Liangjun was no longer that brat now, so he immediately said:

"Hu Gong, if your new medicine hadn't broken the city wall, how many people would have died in this attack on Jiujiang?"

Eunuch Hu's face looked better now, and he said:

"If this thing can be more stable, it can be used to open mountains and mines, build dams and repair rivers, and it will also benefit the country and the people."

Lin Liangjun immediately said, "Yes, yes!"

In the city of Nanjing.

At dawn, the newsboys start their day's work.

In a workshop near the city wall of Nanjing, black cloth is pasted on the windows, and Xiong Wu is checking a freshly printed newspaper.

"Warning World News" was originally sold at night. After Xiong Wu sneaked into Nanjing, it was still too slow to deliver printed newspapers from Suzhou. Xiong Wu simply built an underground printing workshop in Nanjing and printed newspapers directly in Nanjing.

In this way, as long as the Suzhou government sends a person on a fast horse in the middle of the night to send the typeset sample to the outside of Nanjing, Xiong Wu can get the sample through the underground passage under the printing workshop, and then typeset and print it immediately.

In this way, the "Jingshibao" in Nanjing can be published only half an hour later than the newspapers in Suzhou.

In addition to printing newspapers, they have to be sold immediately.

Today, there are more than 20 newsboy organizations, large and small, in the city of Nanjing.

How to sell newspapers, how to establish a newsboy organization, how to compete with other gray forces on the street, most of which were brought out by Xiong Wu himself.

Newspapers also supported the orphans in these cities, and Xiong Wu delineated their own streets and activity areas for them.

There was still an hour before dawn, and Xiong Wu said to more than twenty newsboy leaders:

"Today's newspaper is free!"

"But how many newspapers you send out, how much will we pay!"

The eyes of the leaders of the newsboys lit up. There is such a good thing?

Xiong Wu said: "However, the content of today's newspaper is sensitive. If the newspaper is sold out today, you should take people to hide in the city, and be careful of the government's arrest!"

The newsboys nodded one after another. Avoiding the government is also their special skill. The government also wanted to search for these newsboys, and even wanted to arrest them for hard labor or arrest, so every newsboy has its own stronghold in the city, and the wind is tight. time to hide.

"Let's go then!"

The newspaper, which had just been printed and was full of the smell of ink, was loaded onto a cart, covered with a tarpaulin, and quickly transported out of the alley.

Then the newspapers were distributed to every newsboy, and these newsboys began to distribute newspapers on familiar streets.

Most of the newsboys in Nanjing have their own streets. Which ones do what, which ones like to read newspapers, which ones have moved in, and which ones have moved away. In their eyes, they can be said to be well aware of the situation on this street.

Even some residents with good credit have reached long-term agreements with newspaper boys, who will deliver newspapers directly to their homes.

Since today's newspapers are free, the newsboys put all the newspapers in the homes of those literate people.

In the small courtyard that Tan Lun rented, Gao Hanwen rubbed his eyes and walked out of the room. He didn't sleep all night last night, and he finally composed the music, and he should be able to get a finishing fee for handing it in today.

Gao Hanwen has experienced ups and downs. He can no longer tell whether he was leisurely in the Hanlin Academy, or was comfortable in Hangzhou as a magistrate, or is it more at ease to stand on his own in this small courtyard?

Just as Gao Hanwen was thinking wildly, he suddenly heard the sound of a whistle, and then a stack of things was thrown in from outside the wall.

newspaper delivery?

Tan Lun subscribes to every issue of the newspaper, and has reached a long-term agreement with the newsboy in this alley, so Gao Hanwen no longer needs to go out to buy newspapers.

I didn't expect these newspaper boys to deliver it so early. In the past, Gao Hanwen would receive the newspaper when he went out to buy breakfast, and it was already broad daylight at that time.

Gao Hanwen didn't feel sleepy after picking up the newspaper on the ground. He returned to the room with the newspaper and read it under the whale oil lamp.

Just after reading the news on the front page, Gao Hanwen jumped up immediately, and rushed to Tan Lun's room with the newspaper.

"Brother Zili! Something has happened to Brother Zili!"

When the drowsy Tan Lun finished reading the title and then read the content, his face turned pale.

I only saw the headline of the news was "Shocked! The former Zhejiang governor Tan Lun made seven strategies to die, and the faint court has sent Tiqi thousands of miles to arrest."

This article lists the content of the memorial written by Tan Lun in detail, and also attaches the results of the handling from the capital.

Gao Hanwen still didn't believe it and said, "Brother Zili, isn't this a plan by the thief Su?"

On the contrary, Tan Lun calmed down. He said, "No, the front page of "Jing Shi Bao" is full of real news. Su Ze will not ruin the credibility of this newspaper for us."

Gao Hanwen thought for a while and nodded.

It is true that since the publication of "Jing Shi Bao", there has never been a fake news published on the front page. Now the whole of Nanzhili is reading news from "Jing Shi Bao". These are put on the officials.

Tan Lun stood up and said: "My memorial is the test book for me. Six subjects and thirteen courses were copied to the Shizhonghui. This news should come from the capital. There must be some officials who complained about our injustice, so the content of the memorial will be copied." The results of the handling with the imperial court will be released."

Tan Lun also said: "There is a fast boat between Dengzhou and Shanghai, and "Jing Shi Bao" has published news about the capital before, which is half a month faster than the channel of the imperial court."

Gao Hanwen sat paralyzed on the ground and said, "Does that mean the news is true?"

Tan Lun nodded, Gao Hanwen said in despair, "Then what should I do?"

Tan Lun said without hesitation: "Let's go to Suzhou Mansion."

Gao Hanwen asked desperately, "Can I get away?"

Tan Lun said: "Of course! The official documents of the imperial court and the Jinyiwei are still on the way. How can we be arrested in Nanjing?"

Gao Hanwen's eyes lit up, that's right, the official document to arrest him is still on the way, how could Nanjing arrest people based on the information in a thief's newspaper?

Back in the study, Tan Lun looked at the things he had written during this period, including the analysis of the Fujian-Zhejiang Allied Forces, his evaluation of Su Ze's governance, the direction of the people's hearts and customs in the southeast, and the Zhejiang province that Tan Lun drew from his memory. Bingtu, the battle formation and tactics of the Zhejiang New Army.

He originally wanted to give these to the imperial court, or directly to Zhang Juzheng and Zhao Zhenji.

But now it seems that all this is a joke, Tan Lun directly took out the brazier and burned all the manuscripts he wrote.

The two immediately packed up their things, and sure enough, no one stopped them from leaving the city.

Gao Hanwen drove, Tan Lun identified the direction, and headed towards Suzhou Mansion along the way.

Among the officials released from Zhejiang, most of them believed the article in "Jing Shi Bao" and left Nanjing immediately.

But there are also a few who don't believe it. They still feel that the imperial court will not forget these heroes, and they are determined to stay in Nanjing.

And the yamen of various ministries in Nanjing have also encountered difficulties. The official documents from the court have not yet arrived, so they can't arrest people based on the newspapers of the bandit army, can they?

But the newspapers were full of things, even the content of Tan Lun's memorial was published, and the court's handling opinions don't seem to be fake?

The Six Ministries of Nanjing held an emergency meeting. Although Zhao Zhenji, the Minister of the Household Department of Nanzhili Civil Affairs, knew best in his heart that this report was absolutely true, and the court orders in the newspapers were also in line with each other, but he said nothing during the whole meeting. Not sent.

Waiting until the officials came to report that Tan Lun and Gao Hanwen had left Nanjing, the six departments still did not reach any conclusions.

When the discussion reached dark, a result was finally reached. First, those Zhejiang officials who had not yet left Nanjing City were brought under control. If the contents of the newspaper were true, at least there would be an explanation.

Tan Lun and Gao Hanwen's journey to Suzhou was also very smooth.

Their official status is still there, and they spent some money to manage it, and they passed the checkpoint of the Ming army smoothly.

Even later, both of them discovered that these checkpoints were useless at all, and they didn't need to reveal their identities, as long as they took money, they could pass.

Tan Lun finally understood why the newspapers in Suzhou and Nanjing were published at the same time, and why the popular goods in Suzhou could appear on the shelves in Nanjing within three days.