Rule over Ming Dynasty

Concubine Jing, who has skin as smooth as fat and skin as thick as snow, is only wearing a red bellyband, her shoulders are exposed, she has very sexy collarbones, and her delicate face is the best in Jiangnan.

Although she was already a noble concubine, in front of Zhu Youtang, her aura-filled eyes were always full of tenderness.

In the process of getting along with Zhu Youtang over the years, it was obvious that the other person was not much older than her, but she always knew that the other person was a very smart person, and what he said could often go straight to the core.

Concubine Jing was confused by Zhu Youtang's question this time. Her beautiful eyes looked confused and she said: "Your Majesty, shouldn't that Erxiang be the oiran?"

"Wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and where there are rivers and lakes, there are interests. How many brothel pillars in Suzhou are vying for the position of oiran, how much capital is standing behind them, how difficult is it for a newcomer to become an oiran?" Zhu Youtang's A gleam of wisdom flashed through his eyes, making him look very sensible and authentic.

Erxiang is different from the previous generations of oirans who came from popular brothel pillars. Erxiang is a complete newcomer to the Suzhou brothel world, as if someone appeared out of nowhere.

Even though it is a feudal society now, interests have already filled every corner. A newcomer's desire to become the Oiran is as unattainable as a newcomer's desire to become the number one monthly vote-getter of the year.

It not only requires one's own conditions to be excellent, but also requires the financial backer behind it to be strong enough, and these are usually the conditions that only popular brothel pillars have.

At least judging from the background of oirans in recent years, Suzhou oirans are all popular pillars of brothels with a certain degree of popularity. In addition, the financial backers behind them spend a lot of money to support them, so they can ascend to the position of oiran.

Unexpectedly, Erxiang, a newcomer who came out of an inconspicuous brothel and naturally did not have enough patron base in Suzhou City, became this year's oiran. It was simply a miracle that oirans competed for it.

If there is no inside story here, it can only be said that the competition among courtesans in Suzhou City is too clean. It is so clean that it seems that there is no competition. It is so clean that the entertainment industry in later generations will only focus on strength.

Su Yun'er is a very smart woman, and she also reacted at this time: "As you said, this year's oirans are really weird. I remember that all the oirans in Suzhou have a lot of experience, so they have the opportunity to aspire for the position of oiran!"

"That's not weird. The weirdest thing is that she looks very similar to an old friend of mine!" Zhu Youtang couldn't help but sigh and revealed the secret.

Su Yun'er quickly raised her happy couple's body with her elbows, and the fire of gossip was already burning in her body: "Old friend? Your Majesty, who is it?"

Even though she was a noble concubine, she was still a woman after all, especially her husband-in-law's relationship history, which immediately aroused her strong interest.

In fact, she was not the only one who was interested. Not to mention the curious women such as Concubine Bei and Shu Rong, even if the news reached the ears of the queen, they would probably want to dig out the inside story.

"This matter is not important! I will handle the matter properly. You should rest early and take good care of the baby. That's the main business!" Zhu Youtang glanced at Su Yun'er lightly, but he didn't want to satisfy his immediate curiosity and pressed her head down.

Su Yun'er's eyes flashed with a hint of disappointment, but her heart was already active: "I hate it! Not to mention knocking her down, I will definitely find out the truth when I return to the capital!"

"It's up to you, go to sleep!" Zhu Youtang gently hugged this woman with bare shoulders, but his mind was disturbed by a past event.

An unusual selection of an oiran would not arouse his vigilance. No matter how beautiful the oiran was, it would not be enough for him to keep her. However, Erxiang's appearance shocked him when he first saw her. He once mistakenly thought that she was Erxiang. old friends.

Even though he knew that there was a conspiracy in this matter, he still decided to keep Erxiang for observation, and if anything happened, he would vent his anger on her.

Late at night, the Suzhou government office was filled with flames and shouts of murder.

A group of followers of the White Lotus Sect sneaked into the government office at night. Taking advantage of the lax defense of the government office prison, they actually went to the government office prison to rescue the condemned prisoners.

Since the Yuan Dynasty, the White Lotus Sect, which has been banned by the imperial court, has become a professional rebel that has been focusing on rebellion for six hundred years. It will rebel against whoever is on stage.

The establishment of the Ming Dynasty is closely related to the White Lotus Sect. However, since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, there have been endless records of the White Lotus Sect's uprisings. Even during the Yongle period, there was an uprising in Shandong Tang Sai'er.

Because they were drugged during dinner, most of the government guards were knocked unconscious. Although the remaining guards resisted bravely, they were gradually unable to cope with the menacing White Lotus cultists.

This group of White Lotus cultists were armed with sharp knives and had strong skills. They fought all the way into the government office. They did not enter the official area, but went straight to the prison cell with a clear goal.

In the cell, the prisoners inside saw hope of survival, but they shouted for help, hoping that someone could help them escape.

Suddenly, a loud noise came, and the door of the cell had been captured by the White Lotus cultists.

puff!

A stream of blood spattered, and the prison head who wanted to stop him was dead.

White Lotus cultists poured in like a tide, waving their weapons and fighting fiercely with the jailers. Although the jailers resisted bravely, their numerical and strength disadvantages gradually put them at a disadvantage, and they even chose to surrender.

"Be a chivalrous and righteous person, hoe the strong and help the weak, the spirit of White Lotus will be passed down forever." The White Lotus believers shouted slogans and rushed into the cells one by one, looking for their target.

"help me!"

"I want to join the Holy Cult!"

"I know your leader, please save me!"

……

The entire cell area fell into chaos. The cries of the prisoners, the shouts of the believers, and the roars of the guards were intertwined and deafening.

In the chaos, some prisoners who were on death row and prepared to be taken to the execution ground tomorrow took the opportunity to escape. They successfully rushed out of the gate of the government office and fled in all directions.

Taking advantage of the chaos, the White Lotus cultists successfully kidnapped their target prisoner and then disappeared into the night.

Many guards evacuated to the back house, preparing to use the house door to resist, but the White Lotus Sect ignored them at all and fled after robbing someone.

"I won't chase!"

"Oops... I sprained my foot!"

"No, the pot in the kitchen is about to burn!"

……

The guards hiding in the back house learned that the White Lotus cultists had evacuated the government office. Since they did not dare to pursue them with swords, they all looked for reasons.

"Chase!"

Su Songbing arrived with Suzhou Guards, but the White Lotus cultists and the prisoners on death row had already disappeared without a trace. The whole city was searching for those prisoners who escaped in the chaos.

The result can be imagined. Although they captured the prisoners who escaped during the chaos, the White Lotus cult members have been completely integrated into the residential area of ​​this thousand-year-old city. Early the next morning, fog enveloped this quaint ancient city.

After Zhu Youtang reached this era, he had developed a good habit of going to bed early and getting up early. He got up early in the morning and washed himself under the service of the palace maids and eunuchs.

Although Suzhou City seemed very lively last night, there was no one who could not open his eyes and disturb Zhu Youtang's work and rest due to such a trivial matter as prison robbery.

It's just that this matter is not big either, but it is not small either.

Song Cheng, the governor of Yingtian, and Li Chengen, the prefect of Suzhou, were already waiting outside, preparing to report the situation to the emperor as soon as possible. Naturally, the biggest person responsible was Li Chengen, the prefect of Suzhou who was responsible for the governance of Suzhou Prefecture.

Now that such a big thing happened to the Suzhou government office he was in charge of, it happened to be while the emperor was living in Suzhou City. As a result, he didn't sleep at all last night. He once dreamed that his black gauze hat would never come back.

Zhu Youtang chose to summon the two people in the front hall and asked very calmly: "Who was robbed?"

"Former Suzhou magistrate Feng Zhong!" Yingtian Governor Song Cheng has already taken over the case, looking bitter.

Zhu Youtang had already conducted a thorough investigation into the backgrounds of important officials in Jiangnan. He felt a slight movement in his heart and asked, "The father-in-law of Prince Ning?"

"Exactly!" Song Cheng nodded seriously.

Zhu Youtang's mind became active and he said with emotion: "I thought their target was me, but now it seems that I still underestimate them. What they want is my country!"

He has always been wary of assassinations, but judging from the feedback he received now, the situation may be even more dangerous than he expected.

"Your Majesty, how about you change your itinerary to the south?" Song Cheng, a smart man, immediately suggested.

Zhu Youtang shook his head gently and said as if he was going his own way: "It doesn't matter, fishing in the West Lake must be properly arranged, so let's start as planned!"

"Your Majesty, the gang of prisoners from Jiuzhou Island arrived today. I wonder what arrangements will be made next?" Song Cheng did not dare to dissuade Zhu Youtang, so he mentioned another matter.

Zhu Youtang faced an increasingly complex situation, but he did not forget the true purpose of this southern tour: "If the Jiangnan silver ban is to be implemented smoothly, it is inseparable from this killing. I will personally supervise the killing!" "

As soon as these words came out, it was destined that the core members of Zheng Jie's gang would face the highest level of execution.

Nanchang, Jiangxi, Ning Wangwang City.

This royal city located in Nanchang City was modeled on the Forbidden City in Nanjing and built with reduced regulations. Therefore, it is also known as the Little Forbidden City in the south of the Yangtze River.

Prince Ning was the title of Zhu Quan, the seventeenth son of Ming Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang. Zhu Quan was granted the title Prince Ning in the 24th year of Hongwu, and his fiefdom was in Daning. Daning is located outside Xifengkou and belongs to the ancient Huizhou area. It is connected to Liaodong to the east and Xuanfu to the west. It was an important military area of ​​the Ming Dynasty.

During the Jingnan campaign launched by Zhu Di, Zhu Quan was held hostage to participate. In order to win the support of Ning Wang Zhu Quan, especially to rely on Ning Wang's military power, Zhu Di once promised to share the world with him equally after the success.

After Zhu Di successfully ascended the throne and proclaimed himself emperor, he not only failed to fulfill his promise to divide the world equally, but also strictly monitored and restricted Zhu Quan. In the first year of Yongle, he transferred Prince Ning Zhu Quan to Nanchang.

The transfer from Daning, located in a strategic location, to the hinterland of Jiangxi, adjacent to southern Zhili, shows that Zhu Di, Emperor Taizong of the Ming Dynasty, was afraid of the lineage of King Ning.

The lineage of King Ning is actually unpredictable. Although it is far away from military important places and loses military power, the fiefdom is changed to the prosperous Nanchang, and as the first generation of princes, they have achieved primitive wealth accumulation early.

The current Ning King Zhu Dianpei is the second generation Ning King of the Ming Dynasty. He is the eldest grandson of Ningxian King Zhu Quan. He inherited the title of Ning King from his grandfather Zhu Quan in the 14th year of Zhengtong and reigned for 44 years.

At this time, the incense candles on the incense table were lit, and the spiritual tablets of two generations of Ning Wang were placed on the altar.

"Zhu Di broke his promise and gained weight. Now I will take back the country that belongs to our family for my grandfather!"

Zhu Dianpei is already an old man in his seventies. He has been pampered since childhood, and he looks younger. At this moment, his cloudy eyes are shining like a boy.

Although the world has long forgotten that agreement, as the eldest grandson of King Ning's lineage, how could he remain indifferent to the teasing of Taizong's lineage?

Originally, he was already half-stepping into the coffin, but God finally gave him a chance.

Although there was a struggle for imperial power between Zhu Di's two great-grandsons, the disturbance was really too small. It only took less than a day to seize the door, but when word reached Nanchang, the day lilies were already cold.

Later, Xianzong's establishment of the West Factory was controversial, but it was also this kind of reuse of eunuchs that made him even more afraid to act rashly.

Who would have thought that a tyrant would emerge from Zhu Di's descendants, who not only stood against the noble clique in the capital, but was also at odds with the civil service clique, and even offended the entire Jiangnan clique of officials and gentry.

Originally, he had decided to live out his life as Prince Ning in a mediocre way, but the greatest opportunity came to him in his later years.

Prince Ning's eldest son, Zhu Jinjun, looked at the spiritual tablets of his great-grandfather and grandpa. He turned to his father with some fear and said, "Father, do we really want to take this step?"

"The weather, the right location, the people and the people are all in our Prince Ning's Mansion! Even if we can't win the entire Ming Dynasty today, we still want to get back half of the country that belongs to our Prince Ning's Mansion!" Zhu Mianpei's eyes flashed with wisdom, and he looked ambitious.

He actually knew clearly that rebellion was a road of no return, and once embarked on it, there was no chance of turning back. In this process, Zhu Mianpei's heart was full of contradictions and struggles.

He wanted to pursue higher power and status, but was also afraid of the tragic consequences of failure, so he repeatedly weighed the pros and cons in his mind. It's just that this is his last and best opportunity in this life, so how can he give up because he is worried about gains and losses?

Prince Ning's eldest son, Zhu Jinjun, was also very arrogant when he heard that Ban Jian Jiang Shan was very proud, but he was still worried and said: "Father, I'm afraid there are plans over there in the capital. I'm afraid that like the old Tai...Zhu Laosi, he broke his promise and got fat." !”

"Don't worry! The capital city has given Zhu Youtang a fatal blow. We don't want the whole world. We will create the Southern Ming Dynasty based on the natural dangers of the Yangtze River and imitate the Southern Song Dynasty!" Zhu Mianpei knew his son's scruples, so he comforted him again.

He has a clear understanding of his own strength and knows that he must be fully prepared to succeed. This time he did not have the ambition to conquer the world, but he decided to follow Taizu's example and occupy Nanjing to rule the south of the world.

At this point in Beijing, it all depends on how they fight. Whether the throne falls on Prince Xing or another prince is no longer important at all.

Zhu Jinjun nodded thoughtfully and asked another core question: "What is the banner of our uprising this time?"

"The capital city has already given us a reason for this, take a look!" Zhu Mianpei took out a bright yellow thing from his sleeve and said confidently.

When Zhu Jinjun saw what his father had taken out, he knew that their plan had been half successful, and that the next step would be Zhu Youtang's real death. (End of chapter)