Wang Shirong was not scaring the "rebel army" outside, but he did have this ability. If even a group of mobs could not deal with him, Wang Shirong would not have the status he is today. He was not only capable of reaching this day, but also had vision, and knew that the Qing Dynasty was in its prime and the revival of the Ming Dynasty was expected, but his own ability was dependent on his own ability.

Unlike the brother Fu Honglie, who was willing to be a lackey under Kong Sizhen's sect, who was able to support his brother Fu Honglie in the Qing Dynasty, Wang Shirong was unwilling to serve the people of Manzhou from the beginning. However, at that time, the Ming Dynasty only had two southwest provinces left, which was quite declining. It was already unrest and rescued.

Although Wang Shirong had ambitions, it was real. He was unwilling to pay his life for the deceased Ming Dynasty, so he went to Beijing and asked Fu Honglie for help, hoping to take advantage of Kong Sizhen's way and get a job in the Qing court. In this way, although I was sorry for my ancestors, I could make a living. Wang Shirong believed that with his own ability, as long as he had a step, he would definitely be able to leaps over the dragon gate. Unexpectedly, Kong Sizhen was blind and thought that Wang Shirong was dressed sloppy, and said that he was talented but not virtuous, and did not want to recommend it to the court.

This made Wang Shirong so angry that he jumped up, but he dared not speak out. He could only scold Kong Sizhen, a little bitch behind his back, called the Tartar Emperor to ride every day, and pressed the goods every day. He cursed deep down and lay on the bed. He took Kong Sizhen's clothes in his mind. Thinking about those three points, he stroked his right hand for a while, and finally let out a breath of anger, which was extremely comfortable.

Wang Shirong, who couldn't even eat, was in the north. Looking up at the capital, he looked around. Where could he be in this world? Where could he be able to show his ambitions?

The sky pays off. Just when Wang Shirong is in the north and Beijing is extremely confused, a thunder sounds sounded from the south. Guangzhou Shang Kexi, Geng Jimao's two vassals were defeated, Manzhou General Hahamu, Governor Li Rutai and others were killed, and Prince Jian Jidu also died in Chaohui.

For a moment, the Beijing city was talking about the "thief scholar" who had never heard of before and his "Taiping Kou" whom he had been talking about. He began to huddle outside the tea shop and looked at the gritting teeth of the eight banners and young men. He hid outside the Fourth Princess Mansion and saw Kong Sizhen's face of worry after returning from the palace. Wang Shirong felt extremely grateful to the "thief scholar" and also wanted to go and serve.

As the saying goes, if you don’t leave me here, you will have a place to leave me!

Wang Shirong almost begged to Guangzhou, where he was begging all the way from Beijing. Before entering the city, he used a piece of jade he passed down from his ancestors just to exchange for a piece of clothing that could see. This piece of jade was the last valuable item on Wang Shirong. With this piece of clothing, he finally successfully entered the sight of the Taiping Army. Although he was thrown into prison as a "spy", the gold would shine everywhere. A month later, Wang Shirong saw the legendary "thief scholar" and from then on he got on the "pirate ship" of the "thief scholar".
Chapter completed!