Hundreds of households in Liaodong, covering the light with one hand

Chapter 393 Prince Xin, who looks a little ugly when he eats

Shi Kefa died in Beijing and in the Qianqing Palace.

When the news reached Nanjing City, the entire Nanjing Shilin community was immediately plunged into great grief and anger.

Do not,

Zuo Guangdou believes that not only the Donglin Party, but also the world and all scholars who care about the world and have loyalty and filial piety should burst out with an indescribable fear and almost indescribable grief and indignation in their hearts!

Wang Qi has become so arrogant and domineering! Things in the world have reached an irreversible point. What is unbearable?

Did the emperor commit suicide?

Zuo Guangdou didn’t believe it!

Even if it is suicide, Wang Qi is still the instigator!

Today's Ming Dynasty, in Zuo Guangdou's view, is the reason Zhu Wen usurped the Tang Dynasty.

If people with lofty ideals don't take action, the world will be completely broken up by the warriors!

Can't wait any longer!

When Sun Kewang brought the news back to Nanjing City.

Zuo Guangdou took action.

The provisional cabinet summoned all senior officials of fourth rank and above in Nanjing City, as well as famous scholars in the world, and conducted a complete criticism of Wang Qi from inside to outside, top to bottom. In the end, Nanjing City came to the conclusion: When Wang Qi came to this world, blood and filth were dripping from every pore from head to toe.

He used force to coerce the court and used military exploits to coerce the princes. He was destined not to last long!

He is the enemy of the entire Ming Dynasty, the enemy of the entire scholar-bureaucrat class, and the enemy of the entire noble class.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend. Gao Panlong believes that all scholar-bureaucrats, gentry and nobles in the world should unite to resist Wang Qi's coercion and oppression of the Ming Dynasty!

As for the feud between Donglin Qingliu and the Xungui Group, and the gentry group competing for profits from the people, these things are nothing compared to the major event of jointly attacking Wang Qi!

At the same time, when Zuo Guangdou convened a meeting, Gou Ying, the Minister of Rites, published a proclamation in the Imperial College of Nanjing City: "A proclamation by Wang Qi, the man who robbed the country."

This article is a magnificent article that Gou Ying wrote in an hour after receiving the news from Sun Kewang and under the instruction of King Xin.

Of course, it is unknown whether it was prepared in advance.

"The Ming Dynasty has reached a critical moment of life and death. The sudden death of the emperor must have been caused by Wang Qi. In order to expose Wang Qi's evil deeds, Shi Xianzhi committed suicide to prove his ambition, and his blood was splashed all over the Qing palace. We loyal ministers can never sit back and wait for death like this again. Cry? Crying can kill Wang Qi?"

Gou Ying was almost hoarse in front of countless scholars and common people in the audience.

"Master Gou, you just need to tell me what should I do?"

"We are willing to contribute our strength to the world's affairs!"

"Kill the traitors of the country and punish the evildoers for the great Ming Dynasty!"

In the Imperial College of Nanjing City, the emotions of countless scholars have been aroused. The mountains are roaring and the tsunami is roaring. It seems that as long as Gou Ying gives an order, these people can immediately go north to find Wang Qi for a fight to the death!

"Now that Wang Qi has grown up and has tens of thousands of troops from Liaodong to look after him, we need to integrate all the forces that can be combined and unite all the colleagues who are interested in overthrowing Wang Qi in order to work together. Knock Wang Qi down!" Gou Ying stood on the stage with lightning-like eyes as she scanned the crowd: "Everyone, Han Yuchen has gone, Liu Jihui is no longer here, and now, Shi Xianzhi's blood has been spilled all over the loyal ministers of the Qing Palace. , what we do is to restore a bright future to the Ming Dynasty! Now, it’s time for us to cheer up!"

"We can also fight for this, and we can also bleed and sweat for the Ming Dynasty! Contribute our lives!"

"It is our duty as Confucian scholars to do anything in the world!"

"I invite you to go to Beijing and assassinate Wang Qi!"

"This great head should be used by the country!"

Under the stage, all the students in the Imperial College were furious.

Looking at this scene, Gou Ying knew that her goal had been achieved, and the next step was to watch other people's performances.

"Sir!" A voice appeared from the audience at the right time, sharp and penetrating: "The emperor is dead, who should I loyal to?"

The entire Imperial College was noisy and noisy just a moment ago. As soon as this voice came out, it was like pouring a basin of cold water into boiling hot water - the audience was now silent, and there was no sound at all.

Yes, the emperor is dead, who will he serve?

This raises a question, which is the ratio of effort to return.

With an emperor, those who throw their heads and blood will get more rewards.

If there was no emperor, no one would shed blood and sweat in vain - after all, Han Xu, Liu Yijing, Shi Kefa and others were precious precisely because of their scarcity.

"The emperor is dead, the crown prince is young, and the young master is suspicious of the country." Gou Ying was obviously prepared and raised her arms and shouted: "But the fifth brother of Emperor Daxing, His Highness King Xin, is in Huzhou!"

Believe in the king?

As soon as these words came out, in the entire Imperial College, some people were confused, some frowned, some looked excited, and everyone had different thoughts.

After all, although Gou Ying has had people secretly promote rumors and stories about His Royal Highness Prince Xin's imperial appearance in Nanjing these days, the time is too short after all, and now he is a little impatient to push Prince Xin to the front so rashly.

But there is no way, the emperor is dead. If Gou Ying and others don't take action quickly, there is no guarantee that others will not seize this opportunity and give the power of dragon to others, which will be regrettable!

"We support His Royal Highness King Xin to ascend the throne. If we cheer up a little, the Ming Dynasty will clarify Yuyu, and let Wang Qi and other people who usurp the country and steal the government be wiped out in ashes!"

In the crowd, someone shouted in support of King Xin.

Someone immediately echoed.

"Wang Zhongbin, the son of a foreign minister from the Ministry of Industry in Nanjing, please write to His Highness the King to ascend the throne and become the country of the Ming Dynasty!!"

Wang Zhongbin is obviously smarter and more courageous. At this time, if he calls out his name directly, then King Xin will know who supported him first. Just shouting slogans? Is there a bird for it?

"Niu Shanfu, the grandson of the Minister of Rites in Nanjing, please accept His Majesty the King to ascend the throne! For the great Ming Dynasty and the country!!"

"Zuo Eryi of Nanjing City, please believe that His Highness the King will ascend the throne and serve as the country for the great Ming Dynasty!!"

Almost in a breath, the voice of respectfully inviting Zhu Youjian to ascend the throne has turned from fragmentary sounds to a roaring tsunami.

what is this?

This is what the people want!

Zhu Youjian, who was standing in the attic not far away, was extremely excited because of his excitement. The veins in his hands clasped on the window lattice were exposed because of too much force!

"Brother Huang is dead. He was killed by Wang Qi. No, I am the king." Zhu Youjian's face could not be seen to be red with embarrassment. Anyway, he was already a little incoherent: "I, the king, will comply with the public opinion and work for the Ming Dynasty." We should make our own contribution and do our due things to the country, country, country, and country, and its inheritance for all generations!"

The Nanjing garrison standing behind Zhu Youjian looked back at Quanzhong and said to Zhu Youjian with a smile: "Your Highness, you are destined by fate. The northern provinces now seem to be taken care of by Wang Qi. You must be obedient, but in fact, they lack the leadership of a son of destiny, just like the Imperial College in Nanjing City today. When the time comes, as long as you ascend and shout, the world will be unified, and China will be shaken!!"

"Ahem, cough, cough." As if to turn the tension and joy in his chest into solemnity, Zhu Youjian pursed his lips tightly and nodded: "Yes, you are right, the northern provinces are still in Wang Qi's hands. There are still many things that the king has to do!”

"What's the interim cabinet's reaction?" Zhu Youjian seemed to have remembered something, his expression darkened, and he asked.

Xiang Quanzhong was about to reply when he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"His Royal Highness King Xin, if you can really rise up and call out the attitude of the temporary cabinet, Yang Lian alone can give you an answer." Yang Lian, dressed in plain robes and Confucian attire, stood there like a green pine.

Zhu Youjian was a little surprised for a while. At this time, it was different from the roaring mountains and tsunami in Imperial College.

The atmosphere in the temporary cabinet in Nanjing City is a bit strange.

Zuo Guangdou presided over the third meeting to denounce Wang Qi today.

But looking at the few colleagues in the hall, the Zuodu Yushi of the Nanjing City Inspectorate, who had almost turned gray overnight, was in a bad mood.

"It seems that most people have already gone to the Imperial College." Gao Panlong was sitting next to Zuo Guangdou, his voice was low, with helplessness and the old feeling of a fighter who had lost his vigor.

"Where's Yang Wenru?" Zuo Guangdou clenched his fists tightly, his teeth chattering.

"Yang Wenru has always supported King Xin," Zhao Nanxing seemed not surprised by the current situation: "Yang Lian has always had some objections to our plan."

As he spoke, Zhao Nanxing turned to look at his friend and said with a smile: "Mr. Jing Yi, what does Yang Wenru think of us?"

Being asked such an embarrassing question by Zhao Nanxing, even though he had mastered the art of nourishing Qi, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly: "Yang Wenru said, we only know appeasement and compromise, which is too gentle, just like the defeat of Jingkang of Zhao Song Dynasty, which made the royal family helpless. Yan, the country collapsed."

"He went to find King Xin?" Zuo Guangdou plopped and sat back on the chair, his face already turned gray.

Now that things have happened, will the Donglin Party be divided again?

In fact, the differences between Yang Lian, Zuo Guangdou and others have begun since the Xuzhou Mansion Incident. They can be traced back even further to when Wang Xin arrived in Huzhou and Wang Qi's almost insulting letter. At that time, Yang Lian He advocated fighting back with the strongest means and words, but Zuo Guangdou stopped him - at least, King Xin should not have gotten involved in political affairs at the beginning, and Zuo Guangdou suppressed the matter for the sake of King Xin, but In any case, the conflict between Yang Lian and Zuo Guangdou has actually already emerged.

Now that Shi Kefa is dead and Wang Qi's power is as strong as the sky, Yang Lian obviously can't bear it anymore, let alone wait.

"All the officials in Yingtian Mansion have already gone to the Imperial Academy to persuade King Yong Lixin to ascend the throne." Zhao Nanxing leaned on the chair with a hint of mockery on his face: "I'm afraid it will be a step too late and I won't be able to catch up with Cong Longzhi by then. You can’t steal a high position with your power!”

"It's all Gou Ying, Xiang Quanzhong and others who are plotting their own schemes!! How come King Xin is so ignorant of people?" Gao Panlong sighed sadly, as if he was very disappointed - in the heart of this Donglin elder, King Xin should at least Let’s first ask about the attitude of Dong Lin and others.

"This is a matter for the world," Zuo Guangdou supported his body with both hands, stood up slowly, and looked at the few Donglin Party members in the hall: "In any case, if King Xin ascends the throne, and the north and the south will confront each other from now on, we will also be famous. !”

"There is nothing we can do." Gao Panlong shook his head and stood up.

Zhao Nanxing and the other three or five Donglin Party members were left.

"Gongji!!!" Gao Panlong called out his old friend's name.

"I'm old, let's forget it." Zhao Nanxing still sat there and shook his head: "From now on, I will not participate in political affairs."

Zuo Guangdou knew that Zhao Nanxing could not accept it. Zhu Youxiao died unexpectedly, and Zhu Youjian immediately ascended the throne. He could not even wait for the time to pay homage to the late emperor.

Some veterans are morally obsessive.

But Zuo Guangdou also knows that there is nothing so perfect and pure in the world.

Thump thump thump.

While several people were talking, an attendant came running from outside with anxious expressions.

"Sir, His Highness King Xinxin!!!"

"What's the matter? Don't panic, speak slowly!" Zuo Guangdou stood there, a little dissatisfied with such an unseemly appearance.

"His Royal Highness King Xin, accompanied by Mr. Yang, rode eastward from Sanshan Gate to the city to pay homage to Xiaoling Mausoleum!" When the follower opened his mouth, thunder and fire ensued.

"Visit Xiaoling?"

Gao Panlong felt that he had heard wrongly, so he sat there with a long mouth and repeated the sentence.

Zuo Guangdou, who was on the side, was already filled with horror. There was a clang and the chairs behind him were knocked over.

Pay a visit to Xiaoling? This is to imitate the story of Daizong and ascend the throne directly tomorrow!

"Let's go!" Zuo Guangdou slapped the table, he really couldn't wait any longer.

If he doesn't go, when Zhu Youjian ascends the throne, there will be nothing to do with the Donglin Party in the DPRK.

"Alas" Gao Panlong shook his head and finally stood up: "What happened today is simply ridiculous!"

Who said no?

"It's just a farce!" Zhao Nanxing drank the tea cup in front of him in one gulp, then put it on the table with a waiting sound: "Just take care of yourself."

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While the emperor's play house was being staged in Nanjing, Qin Erbao, who had led the army and been stationed in Xuzhou Mansion for nearly two months, finally began to take action.

In fact, when Zhu Youjian began to plan the plan to ascend the throne, Wang Shouxin had already delivered the plan completely to Xuzhou Mansion and Qin Erbao at the same time.

"Hey, that skinny monkey-like Prince Xin is really going to ascend the throne?" Qin Erbao was a little unbelievable when he received Wang Shouxin's letter at the temporary official residence of Xuzhou Mansion.

Can such a person become an emperor?

Brother Qi, why not?

Although he was scolded by Wang Qi, this matter was still a lingering obsession in Qin Erbao's heart.

"Send the order." Putting the letter away, Qin Erbao knew that he had no time to sigh. He had to hurry up to complete the task given to him by Brother Qi: "Use small flags as units, prepare three days of rations, and set off tonight! "

Since occupying Xuzhou Mansion, Qin Erbao has taken over the important town of Yifang under military control.

All civil and military officials in the city have not changed at all.

Except for one thing, all the tax money and grain that were originally going to be handed over to Nanjing City were handed over directly to Qin Erbao's army from now on.

At the same time, the granary of Xuzhou Prefecture was placed under military control and taken over by Qin Erbao.

After 30% of it was distributed to the people, the remaining 70% was all taken back to the army.

Therefore, Qin Erbao has food and soldiers and is stationed here. Apart from being idle, there is no other problem.

(End of this chapter)