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Four hundred and ninetieth IX fleeting unfavorable

Ding Daquan hesitated for a moment, but he still came to Jia Sidao and whispered.

"Sir, the Manichaeism of Lianzhou has been invaded. Lianzhou and the soldiers who were removed from the prefectures in several nearby prefectures have turned into Manichaeisms, and Lianzhou City is in a hurry."

Jia Sidao pursed his lips.

Isn’t Manichi the Ming Cult?

He doubted whether he had left Lin'an City and used up all his luck, otherwise why would he have trouble one after another after arriving in Guangzhou? And it was more difficult than the other.

Fujian Road can be said to be a sequelae left by Wu Liang, but Lianzhou is the prefecture under the rule of Guangdong Road, and it was indeed an order from Jia Sidao to eliminate those unqualified soldiers. However, he did not expect that this order would now become a pit he dug for himself.

The removed soldiers turned into Manichaeans and rebelled, and he could not escape any connection.

But then again, the removed soldiers naturally cannot really turn into Manichaeans and then rebel. It can only be said that those people were already Manichaeans a long time ago. So, among the unremoved soldiers, are there any Manichaeans?

Jia Sidao was not sure of saying yes, but he was not sure of saying no.

Let’s take a step back and say that soldiers are being recruited now. Are there any Manichaeans among the recruited soldiers?

Whether it is the **** in Wuping Prefecture, Fujian or the Manichi religion in Lianzhou, it can actually be called the Ming Cult. When the Ming Cult causes rebellion, he will inevitably send troops to suppress bandits. Naturally, it cannot be quelled with his mouth. If a sword moves, he will always see blood, and he will die when he sees blood. It can be expected that in the future, there will be a deep hatred between the Ming Cult and him.

If there are also members of the Ming Cult among the new recruits, it will be a hidden danger no matter what. There is no reason to prevent thieves. As for religious beliefs to control people's hearts, there are too many examples in later generations, and Jia Sidao naturally knows his dangers very well.

Compared with Fujian Road, the Ming Cult rebellion in Lianzhou is obviously much more harmful than the **** on Fujian Road. Of course, this does not mean that **** is not a big threat.

Although the wing soldiers have no combat power, after all, these wing soldiers have complete weapons and have been trained in basic training. If there is a religion to arm them, their combat power will naturally be far greater than that of ordinary people who have kitchen knives and axes. More importantly, the Ming Cult's uprising in Lianzhou made Jia Sidao extremely passive.

He was just a temporary settlement on Fujian Road, and there were also excuses, but Lianzhou was caused by his layoffs of the wing soldiers. At least the reason given by the Ming Cult is that is. Nothing else matters, it is enough to have this. Those in the court need this is the easiest handle to catch.

"I understand, Ziwan, you and Huai Jin have seen each other, and the matter in Guangzhou Port is urgent, so I will leave it to you."

Jia Sidao knew that complaining about luck and other things was useless at this time, so he quickly calmed down and said with a smile to Ding Daquan.

As a courtier, Ding Daquan naturally knew what happened in Lianzhou would have an impact on Jia Sidao. He was worried that he would not want to do anything, after all, if Jia Sidao fell, he would definitely be in trouble. Of course, he had never thought about changing the party, at least he had not thought about it at the moment.

There was also a case of the Ming Cult causing trouble on Fujian Road. Ding Daquan didn't know that before that, and the urgent report was sent directly to Jia Sidao. The Guangzhou magistrate was not qualified to directly check the documents sent to the pacification envoy's office.

As soon as he entered the door, he heard Jia Sidao say that the Ming Cult in Wuping Prefecture in Fujian was in chaos. Ding Daquan was shocked and almost jumped up and shouted that the years were not good. However, now seeing Jia Sidao still so calm, Ding Daquan felt much more at ease. After all, no matter how, Jia Sidao was still holding on to the front. As long as Jia Sidao did not get into trouble first, I think it would be easier for others to get good things with this method.

"Don't worry, these officials have long been famous. Leave the matter to the officials, so I will do it myself."

Ding Daquan also calmed down at this time and clasped his fists at Zheng Mingxuan and others.

"Then let it be left to you."

Jia Sidao left this sentence and hurriedly left.

He can still sit still about Wuping Mansion alone, and with Lianzhou, it is naturally different.

When Jia Sidao left, Zheng Mingxuan and others looked at Ding Daquan very well.

The previous two days, Zhao Yi took them around, and of course, Shi Jun was indispensable. This was the first time Ding Daquan and the others met today.

Before Lin'an City arrived in Guangzhou, several people had known about Jia Sidao's people. Needless to say, Hong Wenhao was originally the prefect of Ezhou, and Yu's rank was even an unknown man. Only Ding Daquan, the Dali Temple Sizhi, who was originally a small sixth-grade person, was specially led by Jia Sidao from Lin'an City, and he jumped to level 4 and became the prefect of Guangzhou from the fourth-grade person. This is a myth in the entire Lin'an City.

It is true that one person has attained enlightenment and ascended to heaven.

Of course, this is also the first time that several people have met Ding Daquan.

I have to say that Ding Daquan's blue face is particularly eye-catching no matter where he goes. In addition, his thin bamboo pole-like body shape and old face are really different from what the few people think. I just don't know how this person got into that person's eyes. I think there must be something extraordinary, otherwise how many people in the Song Dynasty chose this person?

Zheng Mingxuan and others were looking at Ding Daquan, and Ding Daquan was also observing Zheng Mingxuan and the other four.

Ding Daquan's attention to the Lin'an officialdom was extraordinary. When he was in Lin'an, he had been carefully looking for opportunities and trying hard to climb up. From Ningde Zhubo to Xiaoshanwei to Dali Temple Sizhi, he was always trembling with fear. When Lin'an was famine, Ding Daquan found out that Jia Sidao had the help of several wealthy merchants in Lin'an City, so he could solve the food of hundreds of thousands of victims in such a short time.

This is also the first time Ding Daquan has seen Zheng Mingxuan and others.

"Sir Ding, please sit down quickly."

Zheng Mingxuan reacted first and quickly called out.

Since they have already decided to board Jia Sidao's ship, Zheng Mingxuan and others naturally know how to deal with the people around Jia Sidao. Not to mention that Ding Daquan is also the governor of Guangzhou, he can truly be regarded as Jia Sidao's confidant.

"A few of you are old friends of adults, so you don't have to be so polite. You can just talk about friendships with peers."

Ding Daquan also put his mentality very positively and said with a smile.

One party intends to make friends, and the other party does not deliberately show off his figure, and the relationship between the two parties immediately brought a lot closer.

Both sides sat down and exchanged some casual greetings. Ding Daquan directly turned the topic to the expansion of Guangzhou Port.

"Some people, this is the sketch of the expansion of Guangzhou Port personally drafted by the adults. Please help me take a look. If there is any correction, we can communicate in time and report to the adults."

"A sketch drawn by the adults himself?"

Zheng Mingxuan said in surprise.

"That's true. Adults have gullies and are knowledgeable. I can't wait for it."

Ding Daquan sighed.
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