"Group Master, you don't know, Fan Wencheng is really not dead!" Qian Fugui was in his wing room, looking like he closed his eyes to rest, but in fact he was excited to gossip to Emperor Chongzhen, "Everyone in the mansion is dead, he and his housekeeper are hiding under a pavilion. By the way, this pavilion was built on his pond, and he escaped a disaster. Fan Wencheng really has nine lives, and he will not die like this!"

Without waiting for the group leader to reply, Qian Fugui continued to chat with emotion: "But it's miserable enough. As long as the family is alive, they will be beaten to death, and all the children and wives are gone!"

After sighing at this point, Qian Fugui suddenly remembered something and said again: "I seemed to be wrong just now. This situation in his family is indeed miserable for ordinary people. But for Fan Wencheng, it is not necessarily true. There are rumors in the city that he took retreat as an advance, and he deliberately angered Jianlu, and then hid under the pavilion he had found in advance to escape. In order to appease him, Huang Taiji promoted him and asked him to marry a daughter of the royal family! In the future, the Jianlu would never dare to come to the door again, and no one dared to tease his wife in the street and rob his wife!"

Qian Fugui actually has no friends, and some things cannot even tell his wife. He communicates with the group leader more and loses strangeness. Unconsciously, when encountering such rare gossip, he couldn't help but express all the feelings in his heart and sent many messages in a row.

As he spoke, Emperor Chongzhen finally saw his private chat and couldn't help but sigh: I don't know whether a good person lives for a long time or not. There is a real example of the bad person's long life. Oh, God won't accept him, I will deal with him another day!

This matter was just a matter of Emperor Chongzhen's thoughts. His attention immediately changed and he replied to Qian Fugui, "What is the food situation in Shenyang?"

After receiving this, Qian Fugui was already feeling almost the same, so he replied to the official: "It's so bad, very bad. I guess many people will starve to death. It is also because of this expectation that those Jianlu went crazy and went to destroy the Fan Wencheng family!"

When he said this, he was also very worried and said, "Group Master, I don't know if my wife and I can survive this famine! If Haoge is still the prince, it might be fine, but he is not the prince now!"

After receiving this, Emperor Chongzhen couldn't help but feel happy. If Qian Fugui was worried about being hungry, the threat of famine would be even more serious for ordinary Jianlu. It seems that this action has achieved great results at a smaller price.

Thinking of this, he replied to Qian Fugui, "Don't worry, Anshan Post Castle is now in the hands of the Ming Dynasty. If one day, you feel that there is a risk of starvation, then leave the city and I will send you nowhere to pick you up."

"..." Qian Fugui didn't expect this reply and was stunned. With Liaoyang, if he wanted to send Ye Bushou to Shenyang, he would take a big risk! Do this group of masters have such great ability? Or will he be taken so seriously?

To be honest, Qian Fugui was a little disbelief. He smiled bitterly in his heart and replied: "Master, don't fool the villain! What kind of virtue is a villain? It's worth asking you to persuade the court to take such a big risk and send him to pick up the villain at night?"

Before Emperor Chongzhen could speak, Qian Fugui continued to say with a little inferiority: "In the eyes of the adults of the court, the villain was just a mess. In order to make a living, he ran out to do business, but was looted by Jianluo to Liaodong. He asked for money but had no money, but had no background. He took a step back and said that the villain could not compare with Ye Wu. At least he could not kill the enemy at night, but the villain was unarmed. He lost his capital in business and could not even return his family. If a person like me lost money and did not accept it at night, it would be a loss of money. How could the court agree to your request?"

Seeing Qian Fugui’s two private chats, Emperor Chongzhen couldn’t help but smile and immediately replied: “You have provided a lot of useful information in the past two years and have made great contributions to the Ming Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty will never treat those who have contributed, and it has nothing to do with identity and background. I promise you that if you let you return home in glory, you will definitely be able to return home in glory!”

"..." Qian Fugui was a little moved and couldn't speak. After his emotions calmed down a little, he replied: "Master, you don't need to comfort the villain anymore. For such a big thing, unless you are the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, it is impossible for the court to agree to save the villain."

For such a thing, a general in front could send someone to rescue him, not to mention senior civil servants related to Liaodong such as Sun Chengzong. Qian Fugui said this, which was a bit exaggerated, just to express his meaning, and he accepted his fate!

When Emperor Chongzhen saw this, he couldn't help but smile and shook his head, and immediately replied: "Okay, I am the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, as if I had made a fuss. When did what I said not count?"

"..." Qian Fugui was stunned, feeling a little dazzled and couldn't see this private chat clearly.

To be honest, from a rational point of view, he was a little unbelievable. The high-ranking Emperor of the Ming Dynasty had chatted with him for so long? Sometimes, the two of them chatted like ordinary people. Judging from the situation they knew about contact, the group leader was a very easy-to-talk person, and he didn't look like a majestic emperor at all!

However, from a relationship perspective, Qian Fugui is very willing to believe that the group leader is the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty. In this way, wouldn’t it mean that he will definitely not be in danger of starving to death? As long as he returns to the Ming Dynasty, he will definitely be able to return home in glory. And from then on, he will have the biggest background in the world!

"You... are you really the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty?" Qian Fugui sent a stuttering private chat.

When Emperor Chongzhen saw it, he knew that he was surprised, he replied: "It's okay if you don't believe it. You can wait and see if what I say will come true."

At this time, there is no need to explain too much, and it doesn’t matter whether you believe it or not. In the future, Qian Fugui will naturally believe it.

After Emperor Chongzhen learned about the food information in Shenyang, he went to click the Hailanzhu icon. When he was about to learn about the situation there, he saw Hailanzhu's icon trembling, and a private chat happened to be sent over.

"Your Majesty, most of the grain fields in the north have been destroyed. At least there will be no harvest this year!"

Emperor Chongzhen was very happy when he saw this. It seemed that the Korqin tribe had indeed made sufficient preparations for this action and made careful arrangements to achieve such great results in such a short period of time.

He thought so and replied: "Since that's the case, you can withdraw your troops as soon as possible! The longer the time goes on, the harder it will be to ensure your safety!"

"Your Majesty, my brother doesn't want to leave yet, and he says he wants to give His Majesty a big gift!" Hai Lanzhu immediately replied, as if her contact this time was mainly for talking about this matter.
Chapter completed!