Take a boat from Fengjie along the river (Note 1) and head to Wanxian.

Although Wanxian is under the jurisdiction of Kuizhou Prefecture, it can also be regarded as the gateway of Chongqing because it is very close to Chongqing Prefecture.

Now the entire Chongqing Prefecture is still under the rule of the Qing army, and Wanxian, a key area, is also swaying.

My surname was Qing a while ago, but after a while, my surname was Ming.

The king's flag changes on the top of the city wall, which is normal in troubled times.

Now, before the Ming army arrived in Wanxian, the rich people in the city prepared to eat and drink to welcome the arrival of the royal army.

Zhu Youlang knew that this was the reason for the loss of prestige in the court.

If it were in the Wanli Dynasty, even in the early years of Chongzhen, these local tyrants would not dare to challenge the authority of the court in this way.

Zhu Youlang glanced and found that the person kneeling on the top was a middle-aged man in his forties. He walked closer and said in a deep voice: "What's your name?"

"Oh, Your Majesty, Caomin is the leader of the He family, He Chun, and I have the honor to see Your Majesty's heavenly face for three lives."

He Chun looked up at Zhu Youlang and quickly buried his head, like an ostrich.

"You are in charge of the city now?"

Zhu Youlang asked.

"The people who are not afraid, but the people who are afraid"

He Chun said in a row.

"You can answer whatever your Majesty asks you, and there is so much nonsense."

The close servant Han Miao said with some anger.

These local buns are too unruly, and they can't even figure out what they should say in front of the emperor.

"Ah, the grass people know, the grass people know."

He Chun was so scared that he sweated coldly and kowtowed and apologized.

Seeing his attitude, Zhu Youlang felt a little disgusted.

But the person in front of him seemed to be the person in the city now, and Zhu Youlang still has some use to get him.

"I'll ask you, how many soldiers and civilians are there in Wanxian County now?"

"Ah, if you say goodbye to your Majesty, there will be no soldiers in the city except for the five hundred regiments of training. As for the people, there are more than 3,000 people."

He Chun said as if he had known it to many families.

"Are there only three thousand people?"

In Zhu Youlang's impression, Wanxian is a first-class county with only three thousand people?

"Your Majesty, in recent years, wars in Wanxian County have continued, and many people have moved their families. Those who stayed are either too big to move their families, or those who are old, weak, women and children cannot walk. It is good to have 3,000 people."

Zhu Youlang frowned when he heard this.

A great county has been turned into what it is today. I really don’t know who is responsible for it.

"Your Majesty, the grass people have prepared food. If your Majesty doesn't dislike you, you might as well use it. Oh, the palace has been cleaned up, your Majesty, you see."

Seeing that Zhu Youlang and his group were in a hurry, He Chun said with great enthusiasm.

Not to mention, Zhu Youlang is really a little hungry.

If the color is getting darker today, you can set foot in Wanxian and set off again tomorrow morning.

"Tell me my will to stay in Wanxian for one day."

"Your Majesty is wise."

He Chun was overjoyed and quickly gave him a flattery.

Zhu Youlang didn't care much about his compliments, and he swung his robe and walked towards the city.

Wen Anzhi, Li Dingguo and others followed closely behind.

However, when Zhu Youlang entered the city, he was surprised to find that the city gates had been damaged to varying degrees. It is very difficult to maintain such a city.

No wonder no decent soldiers were willing to station here.

After all, even if the enemy attacks here, it is likely that they will not be able to defend themselves if they attack.

Instead of wasting troops here, it is better to seize some of the facts of the outer fortresses.

Wanxian is not big, there are only two main streets, horizontal and vertical. These two streets form a cross together.

The so-called palace is just a private house that He Chun temporarily vacated.

Although it is far from comparable to the real palace, the three-entry house can still support the scene.

Zhu Youlang didn't want to demand too much of the conditions. After all, it was good to not live in a tent when marching and fighting.

But he said that a group of Jinyiwei's personal army generals searched the He family's house inside and out, and confirmed that there was no assassin hidden in it, so he dared to report to Zhu Youlang.

Zhu Youlang was also a little tired, so he ordered people to take hot water and prepare to take a bucket bath to relieve the fatigue.

Soon the hot water was ready, Zhu Youlang removed his left and right clothes and untied his belt. After testing the water temperature, he jumped into the bucket.

"hiss!"

This water is so hot.

Zhu Youlang was so scalded that he grinned, and it took him a long time to get used to the temperature.

He closed his eyes and lay on the wooden barrel, enjoying it for a rare time.

Because Zhu Youlang has always been pampering and has a very delicate body, his whole body is almost disintegrating after marching quickly.

Taking a hot bath can help relieve fatigue, but it is what he needs most now.

It’s a pity that Zhu Youlang hadn’t enjoyed it for long before he heard Han Miao report outside the house: “Your Majesty, King Jin is asking for a meeting.”

Zhu Youlang wanted to roll his eyes. The King of Jin would not come early or late, but he would come at this time. It was so embarrassing.

"Ahem, call King Jin, wait, I will change my clothes."

Despite having all the memories of Zhu Youlang, he was still not used to letting others take a bath and wear clothes for him.

Even if these people who serve him are palace maids and eunuchs.

Zhu Youlang jumped out of the wooden barrel, wiped his body skillfully, and then changed into a brand new set of middle clothes.

Well, do it yourself and have enough food and clothing.

Evil feudalism.

Zhu Youlang felt heartbroken when he thought of some beautiful girls who had to serve a strange man in the palace all his life.

The key is that these girls may not be favored by the king in their entire lives, and their investment and return are completely inconsistent!

Soon Zhu Youlang changed into a casual robe and pushed the door open and walked out.

"Your Majesty, the King of Jin is already waiting outside."

"Um."

Zhu Youlang responded, adjusted his manners and ordered: "Let's meet with King Xuan Jin."

Han Miao hurriedly ran to the Yuemen and said with a laugh: "Your Highness, Your Majesty, you are here to pay your respects."

Li Dingguo hugged Han Miao and said, "Thank you, Eunuch Han."

He walked into the courtyard in a short walk, and saw that the emperor was next to the locust tree, so he quickly walked up to him and bowed: "My minister, Li Dingguo, please see Your Majesty."

He only glanced at it and found that the emperor even had water droplets on his hair bun, which was obviously what he had just taken a shower.

Did he come here a bit unfortunately?

But it is of great importance and he cannot delay it for a moment.

I believe Your Majesty can understand it, right?

"What's wrong with the King of Jin?"

Zhu Youlang asked very kindly.

"Report to Your Majesty, it's the thief He Chun. He welcomed His Majesty into the city openly, but secretly sent someone to send a message to Chongqing. Now the messenger has been intercepted by the minister!"

The news brought by Li Dingguo was so exciting that Zhu Youlang couldn't help but be surprised.

Then He Chun looked kind and aimless, but he never thought he was a two-faced person.

If Li Dingguo hadn't been alert, he would have let him get through it.

Note 1: This is the name, not made up by me.
Chapter completed!