Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 332
Yi Wang Zhu Ciqi, now 27 years old, has only inherited the throne for ten years, so he can be regarded as a legitimate man.

During the reign of Chongzhen, there were only 32 princes, but after becoming Emperor Xianzong, the succession of Prince Yi was very stable.

Naturally, King Yi, who has been entrenched in Jianchang Mansion for more than a hundred years and is also young and vigorous, has the intention of regaining the land of Daming and restoring the country.

And this, as Emperor Hongguang was captured, all the kings of the world were ready to move, and when the people's hearts were impetuous, the civil and military officers of Jianchang Mansion were all greedy for meritorious service, which contributed to the situation of King Yi's supervision of the country.

Compared with proclaiming the emperor, Jianguo is more strategic, advancing can be attacked, retreating can be defended.

Being in Jiangxi, King Yi and all the civil and military forces are more aware of King Yu's strength, but what if it happens?
No matter how bad it is, wouldn't it be enough to launch Yiwang?

"You guys are hurting me!"

King Yi had a square face, his eyes were full of helplessness, he pointed at a group of kneeling officials, not to mention how uncomfortable he felt.

"I don't want to go to Fengyang!"

This exclamation from the heart made the officials feel sorry for each other.

The Fengyang high wall has been a nightmare for the kings since the time of Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Di continued to carry it forward, which made the kings terrified.

Imprisonment, loneliness, and beatings, Lao Zhu's family is also very cruel to him.

After all, King Yi was young and fearful.

The palace is much bigger than Fengyang.

Seeing that King Yi's lips were trembling and his face turned pale with fright, Jianchang prefect Wang Yu had no choice but to comfort him:

"Your Highness, rest assured, King Yu has always had a good reputation and treats the people well. Many vassal kings lost their land, and it is also thanks to his relief. I think it will not embarrass you."

"is it?"

Feeling some relief in his heart, King Yi sighed, stood up tremblingly, and showed a difficult smile:
"Nanjing is restored, and the revival of the Ming Dynasty is not far away. I will take the first step. I hope you will do well."

"The minister waits to thank Your Highness!"

The officials looked ugly and knelt down one by one.

It's really uncomfortable that Conglong's meritorious service is gone, and he may be remembered for a lifetime.

As for Wang Yu, the prefect of Jianchang, his expression was even uglier than that of his dead mother.

If others can forgive him, his future is definitely in jeopardy.

"Your Highness, isn't King Tang of Fuzhou also in charge of the country?"

"King Tang?"

King Yi was taken aback when he heard the words, and then smiled a little: "Yes, he can't run away either."

Finally, he had a companion, and he felt inexplicably relieved a lot.

The vassal of Shuzong, after Taizu, dared to supervise the country, it was really daring and reckless.

Until this time, King Yi was still resentful and ashamed of King Tang's supervision of the country.

They are not from the lineage of Chengzu, dare to preside over the country themselves?

……

Xiangyang, Zhang's house.

Since he was still a guerrilla general in Hanzhong, and after he suffered contempt and jealousy for offering his two daughters, Zhang Qi's business took off.

Although Shaanxi merchants are in a group, compared with other provinces, their internal competition is also extremely fierce.

And as soon as he hooks up with General Xiao Zhu, there will be no disadvantages in the business field, and he can get a hand in brocade, salt, grain, etc. in Sichuan.

Moreover, in just three or four years, he was at the head of the Deputy Bank of Shaanxi merchants, and he was highly respected.

Many people in Shaanxi businessmen have already compared him to Lu Buwei second.

As King Yu's power rose sharply, such rumors spread even more widely.

"Bullshit!"

Zhang Qi was wearing a royal blue brocade robe, gold-rimmed buckskin boots, and a silver ribbon around his waist. He slapped the table with his big hands, and his eyes were about to breathe fire:
"Your sister is going to give birth next month. How can you indulge such rumors?"

"What are you brothers doing to eat, and you only appear at this time?"

Looking at the two sons who were too indulgent and shy, Zhang Qi shook his head and said with emotion: "Fortunately, I gave birth to a pair of good daughters, otherwise this family business would be ruined by you sooner or later—"

The two brothers Zhang Wei and Zhang Cheng couldn't help curling their lips when they heard this bad words:

If it weren't for your younger sisters, where would you have such a great career?
Thinking of the family business, the two brothers couldn't help feeling hot.

In the past few years, it has expanded to the current value of [-] yuan, which has doubled several times, and the annual business income is [-] taels. Among Shaanxi merchants, it can also be ranked first...

Suddenly, the two brothers looked at each other, sparks collided in their eyes: this is their future opponent.

Seeing these two scrap metal sons, Zhang Qi had no choice but to admit it.

But it's okay, it's not easy to be a relative of the emperor. If there is really a self-motivated person, he is really afraid that his descendants will be lost.

"Father, what do you think, if the sisters have a son?"

The eldest brother Zhang Wei whispered curiously, but he still had more to say.

"The dynasty has its own ancestral system!"

Zhang Qi pretended to be calm, and said displeasedly: "This kind of thing can't allow you and me to worry about it."

Even so, his heart suddenly became fiery and agitated.

The emperor's grandfather and the prince's grandfather are not the same thing.

Although the hereditary nobility of foreign relatives was abolished during the Jiajing period, commanders, thousands of households, and hundreds of households were still rewarded continuously.

For ordinary businessmen, a hereditary Jinyiwei commander is enough to keep the family alive for 200 years.

The father and son were thinking a lot, thinking of the prince and the title at the same time.

"Master, Nanjing, there is news—"

At this time, the servant ran over out of breath and spoke intermittently.

"what?"

The father and son were shocked.

……

At this time, in Prince Yu's mansion, Princess Sun Xueniang was drinking tea.

Her upper body is a light yellow long coat with flowers and plants, and her lower body is a dark blue skirt with a matching skirt.

Appropriate shade, elegant but not luxurious, very elegant.

Beside her, a damselfly in a light red short jacket and a white skirt was sitting with her, unable to bear the loneliness, her watery eyes moved wildly, her round face was not thin, and she looked playful and cute.

"Whoa whoa-"

Suddenly, there was the sound of a baby crying in the room, and Xue Niang hurriedly got up.

The damselflies also got up to accompany them.

"What happened to Qing'er?"

Sun Xueniang asked anxiously.

"Just hungry!"

Holding the nurse in her arms, she unbuttoned it, took out the overflowing stuff, and brought it to the baby's mouth.

The five-month-old Qing Nu has grown round and cute, and is lovable.

And the damselfly's gaze is on the hill of the nurse, which trembles like a mountain, which is amazing and makes people want to play.

"If I am so, how much should my brother-in-law like it?"

she thought.

I heard that those literati and scholars all like small and exquisite ones, but my brother-in-law likes big ones, which is so strange.

At this time, a court lady walked quickly with joyful steps.

"Your Majesty, there is news from Nanjing!"

"How to say?"

Sun Xueniang's chest began to rise and fall, her breathing became a little short, and she stared at him firmly.

"His Royal Highness wins—"

"call!!!"

Sun Xueniang was paralyzed and couldn't sit up, with a smile all over her face.

"Yeah, my brother-in-law won!" The damselfly on the side jumped up, and the girl showed her vigor.

"It's my husband!" Sun Xueniang corrected.

"Yes!" Sun Damianang stuck out her short tongue and responded dissatisfied.

"Pass me an order, everyone in the mansion will be given a half-year monthly salary!"

Sun Xueniang happily ordered.

(End of this chapter)