In the lobby of the North Town Fushi Department of Jinyiwei, Xu Xianchun supported the erection with his right hand and frowned and thought: With the combat effectiveness of Jinyiwei, it is naturally effortless to annihilate the Donglin Party, but it is not easy to catch them without any injuries. The rabbit is anxious and kicking the eagle, let alone the Donglin Party, which has a super fighting spirit that has no enemies to create enemies.

Although the emperor has characterized the Donglin Party as a rebel party, the Donglin Party is an important official in the court. If there is any injury, it would be a bad idea. Especially this battle was his first battle as the commander of the Jinyiwei. If something goes wrong, it will leave a bad impression on the emperor. I am afraid that he will not be able to sit firmly in this position in the future.

When there was no solution, Chen Guoqi made a suggestion: "I heard you get the trick from Lord Zhu to give you, why not take it apart?"

Xu Xianchun suddenly realized that Zhu Cheng asked him to open it when he encountered trouble. Isn’t it the time to be troubled? But Zhu Cheng is not a fortune teller, how do you know what trouble he is in?

With a try-out attitude, he opened the tip, pulled out the paper inside, opened it, frowned even tighter, and said, "What does this mean?"

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In late October, the night in Beijing was already very cold, and the Donglin Party set up a bonfire at the gate of the palace. Where did the fuel come from? It was the nearby merchants who forced their homes to move out. Several fierce people even removed the door panels of the people's houses - Mr. Donglin Party is here to clear the lord, so you no one should have made some contributions.

Some servants brought their owners fox coats, sheepskin coats, and dog skin mattresses. The palace gate suddenly turned into an animal world.

When he heard that the Jinyiwei was coming, the Donglin Party discussed it and decided to make some roadblocks to delay the Jinyiwei's actions.

So the family close to the palace was in trouble again. Of course, what is said here is still very far from the imperial city. But if the old man from the Donglin Party wants to use it, it doesn’t matter no matter how far it is. Anyway, there are servants to help you with luck.

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Just after the fourth update, a few figures were coming in the distance, pushing a few small cars.

"Who? Raise your hands and don't move." A Donglin Party member shouted with a stick.

All the figures raised their hands, and a voice came over: "Sir, we are residents nearby. I heard that you have specially made some hot noodle soup to deliver it to the court."

The Donglin Party members were good at attracting fame and buying frankness, and had always had a good reputation among the people, but that was before the publication of the (Dibao) Supplementary. Since the (Dibao) Supplementary, the painted skins of the Donglin Party members were stripped off layer by layer. The people gradually realized their essence and began to look at them with a scrutiny. However, the Donglin Party was ignorant and thought it was the same as before.

The guardian Donglin Party members relaxed their guard and said, "You send someone here first, don't move others for the time being."

A figure slowly approached. This person was very young, wearing a Silang Man's outer scarf, a crimson purple Man's outer cloak, a bronze face, a strong body, and a heroic spirit that could not be concealed.

Jie Xuelong, the Criminal Department’s Officer, asked: “Who are you and what are you doing here?”

The visitor replied: "I am a merchant who came to Beijing from Jiangxi to do silk business. Although I was born and raised in Beijing, I admire the Lords of the Donglin Dang very much. Especially when I heard that yesterday, I risked my life to impeach the traitor of Wei Zhongxian, I was even more eager to be so angry that I only regretted that I was white and could not follow the horse. Beijing is cold now, so I must be too cold to bear it. I specially sent a few trucks of Linchuan Mansion's specialty products - hot powder, and drink a bowl of hot soup powder to warm my body."

Li Banghua, the right assistant minister of the Ministry of War, is from Ji'an, Jiangxi Province. Of course, he can speak Ji'an dialect. Unfortunately, the difference between Ji'an dialect and Linchuan dialect is too big, so he had to ask in a singular manner: "Is Nian Heli Nino?"

This sentence is mixed with the dialects of Nanchang Prefecture and Linchuan Prefecture. The other party is from Jiangxi, so I must understand what it means.

The man's expression remained unchanged and said, "My father has been doing business in Beijing for a long time. I was born in Beijing and grew up in Beijing. I can't understand the Jiangxi dialect at all. However, a few words from the adults aroused the thoughts of his hometown. If you have the chance, you still have to go back to your hometown. After all, people cannot forget the root of it."

Li Banghua was stunned. The other party was very sarcastic and had no flaws. He was still worried and asked in Mandarin: "Since you grew up in Beijing since you were young, how can you know how to cook Linchuan powder?"

"My father's taste is difficult to change, so he often ordered his servants to make snacks in his hometown. It is not difficult to make hot noodles. After watching it once or twice, I learned it."

"Then why don't you go home and have a look?"

The man looked ashamed and said, "My father's business is just a barely living. Although he has collected all the travel expenses, the eunuchs can't afford the toll. I hope that this time the eunuchs will fall, and we can go home to visit relatives."

When the other Donglin Party members heard that this person was from Jiangxi, they knew that Jiangxi was also the base camp of the Donglin Party, and they had already gone 70 to 80% of the doubts in their hearts. When they heard that they were sent several trucks of steaming food, they were hungry and shouted: "Give the food, let's eat, we can fight with the catfish."

Li Banghua had no choice but to say, "You ask them to push the car over."

The man waved his hand and the person behind pushed the car over. They pushed a total of four small cars, each with two coachmen. Seeing that not many people came, Li Banghua felt relieved.

The man opened the lid of a car, which contained a huge basket filled with white things. Next to it was a large tank. The liquid inside was steaming. There were several stacks of bowls and many chopsticks in the car. He picked up a large bowl of soup from the tank, picked up chopsticks, picked up a small pile of white noodles-like things from the basket, put them into the soup, and then grabbed a handful of scallions from the seasoning bottle next to it, stirred the chopsticks, and handed them to Li Banghua, saying, "Sir, please try Linchuan's hot powder."

Li Banghua pushed the bowl back and said, "Thank you for your hard work, you should eat this first bowl of flour."

The man pushed the bowl back again: "Thank you for your hard work, I'll treat you to the people, and you should eat this powder."

Li Banghua's eyes flashed and said, "Don't you dare to eat the powder you made?"

The man was stunned and then laughed loudly, "In this way, I'd better obey my duty than respect."

After saying that, he ate the noodles "sigh" and finally drank the soup clean.

After eating the hot noodles, he lit up the bottom of the bowl and said, "Sir, I'm so arrogant. This Linchuan hot noodles have a unique flavor. I never get tired of eating it. This noodles was brought by my father from my hometown. Whenever someone returns to Linchuan, my father will ask him to bring a lot of rice noodles when he comes back. He said that Linchuan hot noodles, without Linchuan rice noodles, the wonderful taste is missing. For the sake of Donglin Junzi, I have brought all the inventory at home."

Li Banghua showed an apology and said, "I am too careful. It's not important. When the matter is finished today, there will be a report later."

It was said that there was a report after the report, but Li Banghua didn't even ask the person's name. It was a question of who to report after the report.

The man didn't say anything and brought a bowl of flour to Li Banghua.

Li Banghua picked up rice noodles with strong, trembling, slippery, and it was ready to go into his mouth. After taking a sip of the soup, the soup was thick but not greasy, fresh but not vulgar, and it made people never get tired of drinking it.

Seeing that Li Banghua, who was the most cautious, also ate the rice noodles, the other Donglin Party members also surrounded him.

The man started working hard and said, "Everyone has it, don't worry, the soup is very hot..."

Four small cars opened together. Two quarters of an hour later, each of the Donglin Party members at the gate of the palace ate a bowl of steaming hot powder, and everyone's bodies became hot. Seeing that the officials had enough food and drink, the servants also came over. Those people were very enthusiastic and did not discriminate, and those who met had a share.

The person in charge asked, "Everyone, how does this hot powder taste?"

The Donglin Party members gave thumbs up and praised them one after another.

"Sure enough, Lord Zhu said that the hot powder with sweating pills is the best in the world."

"Sweat medicine?"

"Who are you……"

"In the Jinyiwei family Chen Guoqi!"

"You...you also drank that hot..."

"The medicine for sweating is not poisonous | medicine, it cannot be killed." Chen Guoqi didn't care. He pointed his finger at the Donglin Party and said, "That's right."

Chen Guoqi meant that the Donglin Party members were about to faint, but as soon as he finished speaking, he fainted first, and this sentence became a prediction for himself. However, he was not alone at all, because the Donglin Party members fell down one by one and couldn't get up and went with him.

At this time, a large group of armored Jinyiwei appeared in the distance. The two of them served a Donglin Party official and carried them into the square in front of the Jinshui River.

Not all the servants took powdered powder mixed with sweating pills, and some were full of energy. However, they all regretted that they wanted to buy a piece of tofu and killed him. Why did they act so slowly and didn't grab the powder to eat? Seeing some servants who fell to the ground happily, they had nothing to do, and they were beaten to the Jinyiwei because they were awake. Besides, the Jinyiwei is really true. We will not affect your business work. Just squat here, you didn't mess with you, why did you suck indiscriminately? If you really want to beat me up, I'll endure it. I can't bear it. There are thousands of fully armed Jinyiwei here. Fighting with them is not something that is not seeking death.

Seeing this, Xu Xianchun sighed inwardly. Zhu Cheng had a clever idea and had actually knocked down thousands of Donglin Party so easily. He also admired Zhu Cheng's understanding of his subordinates. A few simple words made his subordinates direct such a wonderful drama.

It turned out that Zhu Cheng only wrote five words on his note: hot powder and sweating pills.

When Chen Guoqi was shocked when he saw Xu Xianchun, he took the note and took a look. After thinking for a while, he guessed Zhu Cheng's plan. Then he said to Xu Xianchun, and then Xu Xianchun suddenly realized.

The two carefully designed the dialogue, and Li Banghua's question was as expected. In fact, there were more tricky questions in the original design, but unfortunately the Donglin Party members were not from the world, and those designed questions and answers were not useful at all.

Ye Xianggao and Han Dong were not at the palace gate, they were on duty in the cabinet located in Wenyuan Pavilion.

When the Jinyiwei broke into the cabinet, they were very surprised. For more than two hundred years, there has never been Jinyiwei here to dare to break in.

Ye Xianggao scolded: "How dare you trespass the cabinet?"

Xu Xianchun pointed to the five eunuchs sitting in the corner and said, "The angel is seized, and the rebellion between you two has happened!"

When Ye Xianggao heard Xu Xianchun's words, he spurted out a mouthful of blood and fainted on the spot.

When Han Yu heard this, he shivered all over and lamented, "The sound of Donglin's calligraphy has come to an end. It's your own fault, and it's your own fault."

Like history, the Donglin Party Battle of the eunuch party that broke out two years in advance ended with the great victory of the eunuch party. Li Chunye, Cui Chengxiu, Gu Bingqian and others who stood in the team were all happy; while the Donglin Party members were all disrespectful - rebellion, which was a serious crime of raiding the family and extermination of the clan. How would Emperor Tianqi punish them?
Chapter completed!