Wang Zhiren's military household was very satisfied with his treatment at first. After all, he could have a full meal. However, since the first brave one to join the Guangdong army, everyone had no intention of working. Every day, they just thought about how to get into the revolutionary ranks. Wang Zhiren had no choice. Those Guangdong masters were not able to offend him, but fortunately they recruited very strictly. Only under twenty or fifteen young people, the entire Dinghaiwei could meet this condition, so Wang Zhiren's power was not greatly damaged.

At first, Wang Zhiren didn't know why he wanted to build a house. Even if he added the entire Guangdong Lao, there were less than 30,000 people on Dinghai Island. Wang Zhiren now built enough houses to live in. In the next September, Wang Zhiren knew why he wanted to build a house. A large number of refugees from Nanzhili and Zhejiang came to the island. There were more than 100,000 refugees on the island every month, and there were no enough houses to live in.

The Governor ordered Wang Zhiren to continue building the house, but Wang Zhiren did not complain at this time because the Governor assigned him 20,000 people to command. This is different from the old and weak military households in the past. They are all in their prime, and with a large workload, the food and salt consumed every day are astronomical.

As a qualified Ming Dynasty bureaucrat, Wang Zhiren naturally had to pump some oil and water for money and grain. Moreover, the Guangdong man allocated himself high-quality food and salt. The rice was all refined rice, and there was no stone in it. The salt was actually snow-white green salt. Wang Zhiren thought that eating such good things for these refugees was a waste of money.

Wang Zhiren had made suggestions at the beginning with the mentality of being responsible for the Governor, but he was scolded by the Governor.

Li Zhi was so busy that he was hit on the back of his head. At this time, Wang Zhiren actually told him that he was eating too well for the refugees, hoping to supply them with brown rice and large grains of sea salt in the future, and also called reducing expenses. He didn't know that this kind of refined salt was not valuable in Guangdong? Could it be that the King of Chu would have to open another salt farm to produce large grains of sea salt for the refugees? The rice was transported from Annan. Do you have to mix sand in it? It's really unreasonable.

Wang Zhiren, who was scolded, secretly cursed these local rich men in his heart. He kindly wanted you to make money and even scold others, so the old man would make money by himself.

Next, Wang Zhiren took advantage of his position to ask his brother-in-law to pull a ship of salt, go to the mainland to exchange for silver, and then buy half a ship of local official salt back. In this way, Wang Zhiren still felt that he had lost money, and these refugees didn't need to eat salt at all.

Unexpectedly, the refugees who worked were quit. Who would be happy to eat rice half a month ago? Has it been a sudden change to brown rice that was all sand and stone half a month later?

When they first arrived, the refugees were just complaining, but later they found that the old and weak in the refugee camp were eating better than themselves, so the laborers were immediately unhappy.

The result of unhappiness was passive slacking off. The news quickly reached the Governor's ears. The result was very simple. Wang Zhiren's brother-in-law was beheaded in public, and Wang Zhiren was beaten with thirty military sticks. Wang Zhiren shivered when he saw Governor Li Zhi.

Today, when Wang Zhiren heard that Lord Li had something to look for him, he was beating wildly. He has been very peaceful in the past few months. Why does the Governor still want to look for him?

Wang Zhiren walked into the tent with a nervous mood, but did not dare to look up. He knelt down and kowtowed, saying, "Wu Zhiren, I'm here to see Master Jiantai. I wonder what happened to Master Jiantai called him?"

Li Zhi didn't say anything. He was the master of Jinshi, so he could talk to Qiu Ba. Fatty Qian, who was sitting next to him, said, "Please get up! Come on, show me the seat of Lord Wang!"

Wang Zhiren got up tremblingly, leaned on the chair and half-pulled his butt, looking at the situation in the big tent.

There were only two people in the big tent. The one wearing the second-rank official uniform was Lord Li, the governor of Nanzhili. There was also an Jinyiwei wearing a flying fish suit sitting next to him. I don’t know what his identity was!

Seeing Wang Zhiren looking at him, Qian Lide smiled and said, "My Lord Wang, brother, I am Qian Lide, the commander of the Jinyiwei!"

When Wang Zhiren heard that it was the big head of the Jinyiwei, he was so scared that he peed his pants. He quickly knelt down and shouted: "Mr. Li, the last time the greed case was done by his brother-in-law of Huyi. I really don't know about Huyi! Please spare Huyi!"

Seeing Wang Zhiren crying and howling, Li Zhi couldn't sit still. Although he hated Wang Zhiren, Wang Zhiren was under his command after all. Now he was so shameless that he really couldn't stand his face.

"Who said it was that case? General Wang got up quickly. Lord Qian came to you this time to make arrangements!"

Hearing that he didn't deal with him, Wang Zhiren quickly wiped away his tears and stood up.

Qian Lide smiled and said, "My Lord Wang, brother, there is something that needs to be done here by Lord Wang."

"Please tell me, commander!" Wang Zhiren did not dare to take advantage of Qian Lide. He knew that the commanders of the Jinyiwei of all generations were the emperor's confidants, and killing a general like him as a messy soldier was like stepping on an ant to death.

"That's right, King Lu is going to Guangdong, but the war in Nanzhili is in a tight position, so I cannot escort him personally. I want to ask Lord Wang to work hard and take someone to escort King Lu to Guangdong in three days. After the incident, there will be rewards for the supervision of the country."

Qian Lide was kind enough, but Wang Zhiren dared not agree and quickly said, "No problem, serving the adults is the honor of humble responsibilities. Huye must safely escort King Lu to Guangdong!" Wang Zhiren now didn't even look down. The commander of the Jinyiwei was the third rank. He, a second rank general, actually claimed to be humble rank. He was really a man who had to bow his head under the roof.

Seeing Wang Zhiren leave the big tent, Li Zhi asked, "Mr. Qian, have you made arrangements?"

"Don't worry, Lord Li, I've cut a big hole under the King of Lu's boat and glued it with fish glue. Now there is no problem. Five days later, the fish glue dissolves in water, and no one can save the ship. If this plan doesn't work, I'll arrange someone in the escort team, and it's okay to drug it in King of Lu's diet."

Hearing Qian Lide's arrangements were very thoughtful, Li Zhi said with a cold face: "Since you please come back like this, Lord Qian, I will rest!" Li Zhi worked with Qian Lide for the order of Zhu Hongsan. Now that the matter is done, Li Zhi, who hates factory guards, immediately rushed Qian Lide away.

Qian Lide cursed in his heart: "Don't fall into my hands in the future!" On the surface, there was nothing he could do, so he could only leave the big tent.

King Zhiren, the general of Dinghai, left the tent and returned to his residence, and put down a stone in his heart. Whether it was going to Guangdong, it was better than being angry in Dinghai.

At this time, Wang Zhiren's master Wang Shang came to meet Wang Zhiren. Wang Shang was Wang Zhiren's distant relative, so he had to call Uncle Wang Zhiren. Originally, Wang Shang was a teacher in his hometown, but he didn't expect that the north was in chaos, so Wang Shang had to come to the south to join his relative Wang Zhiren. Wang Shang had a scholarly reputation, and when he came to Wang Zhiren, he helped Wang Zhiren do some writing and calculation work, which was also a way out.

Today, when Wang Zhiren was called away by the Governor, Wang Shang hurried over to find out the situation.

After Wang Zhiren finished telling the situation in detail, Wang Shang frowned.

"Uncle, do you think there is no problem here?"

"What's the problem? Isn't it just escorting King Lu to Guangdong?"

"Does uncle know the story of Liao Yongzhong, the Marquis of Deqing when the Ming Dynasty was founded!"

"I don't know, please tell me!"

Wang Shang cleared his throat and said, "Uncle, have you heard of Han Lin'er, the king of Xiaoming? When Han Lin'er was in Chuzhou, Zhu Yuanzhang sent Liao Yongzhong to welcome him to the sky. When he arrived in Guazhou, the ship capsized and Han Lin'er was drowned. Later, when he was named a marquis, Zhu Yuanzhang said that Liao Yongzhong made great contributions. If this matter had not been done well, Liao Yongzhong should have been named Duke, and now he can only be named a marquis."

Wang Zhiren was shocked after hearing this and asked, "Nephew, what did you mean by the King of Chu to kill King Lu halfway through?"

Wang Shang shook his head and said, "Uncle, you must not do this. I haven't finished the story just now. Do you know how Liao Yongzhong died in the end? He was sentenced to death by Zhu Yuanzhang and was only fifty-three years old."

Wang Zhiren was shocked and asked, "What should I do?"

"Uncle, I think we want to save King Lu. Only King Lu will not die. At most, we will not be favored by the King of Chu. There will still be a safe life. If King Lu dies halfway, it is unknown that you can be a marquis in the future!"

"Since the Jinyiwei has handed me this matter, there must be surveillance on the way. What should we do? Let's go to King Lu to explain it now!"

"Absolutely not possible! I think the Jinyiwei's methods are nothing more than poisoning and making trouble on the ship. The impact of poisoning is too great. I guess he would sink the ship halfway. In this way, King Lu died in a shipwreck, and no one could say anything! What we have to do is to tell the King of Lu after driving the ship for three days, and then make someone pretend to be King Lu. We can protect King Lu. Only in this way can we ensure the safety of King Lu when we arrive in Guangdong!"

Wang Zhiren thought about it and had no better way, so he could only agree with what Wang Shang said and get on the ship.

Time flies very quickly, and three days pass by in a blink of an eye.

On the morning of the third day, the dock was filled with officials from Nanzhili, who came to see off King Zhu Yihai of Lu. In order to make the world unable to find fault, Li Zhi sent a large passenger ship as the car of King Lu. The King of Lu and his family were on the ship. There were two gunboats escorted. Now the oceans from the Yangtze River Estuary to Guangdong are all under the Ming army. There is no problem in terms of safety. Li Zhi did this to block the leisurely mouths of the people of the world.

Old ministers from the King of Lu also came to see him off at the dock. Zhang Huangyan was also very satisfied when he saw Li Zhi's arrangements were in place.

Zhang Huangyan stepped forward and bowed and said, "Your Highness, please ask Your Highness to be well cultivated after going to Guangdong. I will have the opportunity to go back to visit Your Highness in the future!" Zhang Huangyan meant that if you go to Guangdong now, you will be under someone else's roof. Don't think about anything else. Just live your life as a breeding pig.
Chapter completed!