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

On November 3rd, Wang Qi led a group of personal guards from Chuzhou Mansion and headed for Nanjing City.

Along the way, it was snowing all over the sky, and Wang Qi's guard of honor did not move very fast. There were urgent letters from all walks of life along the way - he had written to the parliamentary officials in Beijing to discuss how to promote the parliamentary system to the whole country after the reunification of the north and the south.

At the same time, Nanjing City's Di Bao also began to publish news about Wang Qi's arrival in Nanjing. Nanjing City has a long-standing reputation, and he also commented on Wang Qi's parliamentary politics in Di Bao.

"Emperor Chongzhen died, and the Ming Dynasty was destroyed!"

"The nobles from all over the world have gathered in Nanjing, and Wang Qi will plan with them."

"Just look at the world today. The king and the parliament rule together!"

All these discussions are endless.

The kings of the two capitals and thirteen provinces in the world were also uneasy after receiving the news of Emperor Chongzhen's death.

Wang Qi was able to show great respect to Emperor Tianqi's prince and respect him with the emperor's honors because of Tianqi's legacy and his relationship with the Queen Mother. But now that Chongzhen is dead, can the other kings live well?

As early as mid-October, Zhu Yiming, the king of Xiangyang, petitioned Wang Qi, requesting that he be deposed from the throne and reduced to a commoner. At the same time, he offered his palace for forgiveness and spared his life in order to preserve his wealth. Until now, Wang Qi has been No response.

At the same time, the King of Fu in Luoyang, Zhu Changxun, was attacked by refugees such as Gao Yingxiang and was killed on the road to Wuchang.

The king of Tang Dynasty in Nanyang, Zhu Yurong, was plotting against King Qin to ascend the throne on his own, but he had been discovered by the secret guards and was secretly monitoring him.

King Zhu Qiugui of Jin in Taiyuan and King Zhu Cunshu of Qin in Xi'an were both attacked by refugees, and because Sun Chuanting used troops in Shanxi and Shaanxi, the two vassal kings had been deprived of their thrones. The palace and farmland were confiscated, and they were spared death after paying 500,000 taels of silver.

For a time, the world was in chaos and rumors were spreading. No one knew what Wang Qi wanted to do?

As for Nanjing City, the eyes of the world are now focused here, and many people feel that Wang Qi's ultimate political purpose will be announced to the world here.

On November 6, after two days of journey, Wang Qi's guard of honor finally arrived in Nanjing.

But what puzzled everyone was that on the first day he arrived in Nanjing, Wang Qi did not issue any warrants, nor did he summon any old ministers of Nanjing. He only reiterated the three chapters of the agreement.

Then he drove to Xiaoling Mausoleum in Nanjing.

"The Duke of Qi went to pay homage to Xiaoling Mausoleum"

"What does this mean?"

"I have heard that Duke Qi has always had great respect for Emperor Taizu. This visit to the Xiaoling Mausoleum is probably also a tribute to the Emperor Taizu in my heart."

"I'll go and have a look. I'd like to see Duke Qi by the way!"

Xiaoling Mausoleum in Nanjing City.

Xiamafang.

Wang Qi got off the sedan here, climbed up the steps step by step, crossed the Shinto and Tangyu River, then passed the Zhilong Tang and Song Dynasty Monument, and finally arrived at the Xiang Hall.

"You guys wait here," Wang Qi looked up at the plaque above his head and ordered before stepping into the hall.

Qin Erbao and Wang Shouxin looked at each other, then bowed and stood upright outside the bedroom where the tablet was enshrined, like two statues of gods.

Wang Qi stepped into the hall alone, glanced around the hall, and offered incense with a solemn expression.

Then he sat on the futon, his eyes dim, facing the spiritual throne of Emperor Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang.

"Taizu Emperor Zhu," Wang Qi said quietly after sitting quietly for a long time: "I came to see you today, which attracted the attention of the world. Rumors spread everywhere. Some people said that I wanted to rule the world and came to pay homage because I felt uneasy. Some people said that I, Wang Qi, wanted to cover up my affairs. I want to imitate Sima's story and usurp the throne of the Han Dynasty, but..."

Wang Qi took a deep breath, and then sighed: "Who can know my heart?"

"Three years ago, a certain man rose up from Guangning City in Liaodong. He fought against Mang Gurtai and Huang Taiji in Siping City. Although our army suffered heavy casualties, we defeated Jiannu and gained a brief peace. Later, he was promoted to the garrison with military merit. Guard Guangning City”

"Later I met the Horqin kings in Guangning's horse market. I went to the royal court on the grassland. I met Huang Taiji and killed him! He became a guerrilla and acted as the general soldier."

"Then, in the battle of Ningyuan, the troops were divided into two groups. At the critical moment, a certain man led his troops across the grassland, defeated Mang Gurtai and killed Nurhachi! At this point, Liaodong is in hand."

"Then the public opinion in the world became fierce. They said that I supported the troops and respected myself, and that my achievements were great and shocked the master. Emperor Tianqi also had doubts. He could only return to the capital, hang up his post as a sinecure, and watch the changes in the world."

When Wang Qi said this, he stood up slowly, took two steps, stared at the tomb of Taizu Emperor Zhu, and was lost in thought for a long time without saying a word.

"Then again," Wang Qi's face had become solemn, and his eyes were full of perseverance: "The imperial court raised troops to suppress the slaves, and Xiong Tingbi and others were defeated in Shenyang. A certain person once again led the army to Liao, this time he plowed the court to sweep holes and wiped out the slaves. In the country of ten thousand chariots, from now on, there will be no strong enemy in the north of the Ming Dynasty."

"Emperor Taizu," Wang Qi reached out and patted the incense table: "Tell me, when I reach this point, can I still turn back?"

"The death of Emperor Tianqi was not my intention, but the death of Chongzhen was necessary!"

After Wang Qi finished speaking, he took two steps back and bowed deeply: "At this point, there will be no more Ming Dynasty in the world. Please rest in peace, Emperor Taizu!!"

Suddenly there was a heavy sigh from the corner.

"how about you?"

Faced with the sudden sound, Wang Qi didn't show any panic except for frowning slightly.

A true man, even if Mount Tai collapses in front of him, his expression will not change.

Wang Qi has seen too many storms and too many lives and deaths.

"Master Yuan, long time no see," Wang Qi smiled.

Wang Qi had received a report on Yuan Keli's whereabouts before entering the city.

Wang Qi even knew when he entered the city and when he entered the Xiaoling Mausoleum.

"The Emperor has been killed by you, and the Ming Dynasty is in your hands. What do you want? Ascend to the throne? Or continue to be in charge of your parliament?" Yuan Keli did not smile. The old minister's heart was dead. He just wanted to know what Wang Qi was going to do. What do you want to do.

"The Ming Dynasty is gone, and from now on it will be the Kingdom of China." Wang Qi made a gesture of invitation, and then sat on the futon, opposite Yuan Keli.

"Who is the emperor of China?" Yuan Keli did not sit down, but just stood there with a frown.

"From now on, there will be no emperor in the world," Wang Qi replied firmly.

"Hahaha, there is no emperor in the world, what a world without an emperor!" Yuan Keli looked up to the sky and laughed so hard that he almost coughed out his heart and lungs: "Absurd, naive!! Your brothers, the princes of Beijing, and Scholars in the world, who would agree? After decades of life and death, isn’t it just for the wealth and the supreme position? If you don’t become emperor, someone will help you.”

"I'm still young. In ten, twenty, or thirty years, I can slowly realize my ideals." Wang Qi turned to look at Taizu's throne: "At that time, Emperor Taizu started with a bowl. At the end of the day, when he is in charge of the world, who can predict him?" "How can you compare yourself to Emperor Taizu?" Yuan Keli kept sneering.

"Everyone can be the master or his own master. Why can't someone compare himself to Taizu?" Wang Qi pointed his finger upward: "Thinking about the past thousands of years, whose founding emperor did not follow the general trend of the world and become king? Who else is there? Can you tell where you can go in the end from the beginning?"

Wang Qi's face had turned cold, and the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and finally turned into a touch of mockery: "Destiny? Isn't it all about shooting arrows first and then counting the targets? What is there to be praised for? It has been praised heartily by you scholars and Confucians for thousands of years. You Don’t you think it’s ridiculous?”

Hearing Wang Qi's deviant words, Yuan Keli's beard trembled slightly with anger. He pointed at Wang Qi and trembled all over. He couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Master Yuan, let's wait and see," Wang Qi looked at the crazy Yuan Keli with a smile.

"I won't die. I will watch here. Let's see how you, Wang Qi, can do it to make the world without an emperor!" Yuan Keli still looked at Wang Qi unyieldingly, with that old-school Confucian look that made people laugh. I had no choice but to show some respect.

"Then we'll see you again, Mr. Yuan," Wang Qi stood up, bowed to Yuan Keli, and then turned and left.

Yuan Keli looked at Wang Qi's leaving figure, with a complicated expression finally appearing in his eyes.

Not long after, Wang Qi slowly walked out of the Xiang Palace.

"Sir, many ministers and scholars have gathered outside Xiaoling. They all want to see you."

Qin Erbao bowed and reported.

Wang Qi looked at the city wall and glazed tiles in the distance, as well as the Milky Way in the sky: "Let them wait outside Donghua Gate."

"As ordered."

The Donghua Gate of the Forbidden City, whether in Beijing or Nanjing, has the Donghua Gate for civil and military officials to enter and exit.

When Wang Qi's carriage arrived, the place was already surrounded by common people, scholars, and relatives of the Xungui family.

Some of these people want to offer auspicious auspiciousness to this powerful minister who rules the world in order to gain wealth;

Some want to write a letter to express their opinions and win Wang Qi's appreciation;

Some want to rectify their names and die for the Ming Dynasty;

Then there are those who want to plead for mercy and cry out for the injustice of the nobles imprisoned in the garrison.

Crunch.

Outside Donghua Gate, the carriage slowly stopped.

All the nobles, nobles and gentry all bowed down and said: "Wei ministers (minor people, students) have seen the Duke of Qi!"

After the chariot stopped, Wang Shouxin rode his horse to the chariot and lowered his head to ask Wang Qi for instructions.

Not long after.

"Here's the order from the chief," Wang Shouxin rode his horse to the front of the crowd and said loudly: "You don't need to mobilize troops to come here. He will meet you in a few days. Now, please go back."

"The Duke of Qi doesn't see us waiting? Does it mean that there is no one in Nanjing?"

"Isn't the place where Nanjing is prosperous better than Beijing?"

"Please come out and see me, Your Majesty!"

Wang Shouxin's words aroused everyone's dissatisfaction, and a crowd of spectators gathered for a while.

But beside Wang Qi's chariot, there are more than a hundred elite guards, how can they be shaken by ordinary people and scholars.

At this time, more than a hundred personal guards were fully armored, with iron armor on their chests and weapons in their hands, isolating the common people ten steps away.

"According to the law of the parliament, anyone who attacks the chief minister's chariot will be punished!!!" Wang Shouxin sat on the horse, pressed the knife with his hand, and remained motionless.

The evil aura of these more than a hundred elite soldiers made the crowd commotion for a while, and they did not dare to take another step forward.

Originally, these people wanted to rely on the law to avoid blaming others and talk to Qi Guogong. Now it seems that they are overestimating their abilities and too naive.

At this time, an old man walked out of the crowd. His beard and hair were white but his eyes were piercing. He looked energetic and had an extraordinary bearing: "I have met this gentleman before."

"That's polite," Wang Shouxin slightly cupped his hands.

"Can you please inform me that the people of Yingtian Mansion are here today just for a word!" Wang Chaopin bowed deeply to Wang Shouxin.

Wang Shouxin shook his head: "It stands to reason that we should respect our elders, but I have been ordered by the chief to report to you. I can only accuse you. Again, in a few days, the chief will meet with you. Now No need to gather here”

After saying that, the chariot continued to move forward, passing Donghua Gate and heading to Futai Yamen in Nanjing City - where Qin Erbao prepared a temporary official residence for Wang Qi.

"Sir, what should I do? The Duke of Qi didn't talk to us at all!" Looking at the car frame gradually going away, several noble scholars wearing brocade robes walked out beside Wang Chaopin.

"I originally wanted to kill him in front of Donghua Gate, but now it seems that he won't accept the move at all." One of the older men smacked his lips, feeling helpless.

"I think Wang Qi doesn't dare to confront us at all!" A younger scholar sneered: "We only have one sentence, a regicide cannot be the master of others! How does Wang Qi answer? How dare he answer?"

"Chief Consul." Wang Chaopin didn't speak for a long time, and finally just sighed silently: "This person is very deep in the city. He must have expected that he won't meet us here today."

"So, should tomorrow's meeting proceed as normal?" Ji Luchang, who was the first to speak, asked Xiang Chaopin.

"Of course we have to continue!" Wang Chaopin's white brows moved slightly, his eyes sharp: "Not only do we have to continue, but we also need to expand the scale! I don't believe it. Wang Qi can always be so calm under the turbulent words. He thought he was killed. Emperor, is everything okay?"

"Hmph, the emperor is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, but we are the bones, muscles, and flesh of the Ming Dynasty! As long as I am still there, the Ming Dynasty will be there! As long as I am still there, Wang Qi will not be able to succeed. Promote his parliamentary policies!!!" The younger man is named Chen Zhenhui, the son of Chen Yuting, the censor of the capital, and the first of the four talented men in Jinling.

Influenced by her father, Chen Zhenhui was deeply hostile to Wang Qi's politics.

"Early tomorrow morning, we will first send people to gather at Nanjing Drum Tower, then everyone will go around Donghua Gate, and finally go to Futai Yamen, so that Wang Qi can take a good look at what people want!" Zhao Zhaopin is the most senior among them all. The person who was rejected today made him feel resentful - a warrior, relying on his military exploits, dared to take advantage of the general trend of the world and shout that there is no emperor in the world! It’s so laughable!

"Students will understand"

At the same time, beside Wang Qi's carriage, Wang Shouxin rode his horse forward and said in a low voice: "Sir, just outside the Donghua Gate, I see that those scholars and students came well prepared. Is what you did today harmful to your Majesty?" Fame?"

After a while, Wang Qi's voice came from inside the carriage.

"It doesn't matter, the emperor is dead. Next, I will have a good chat with the gentry, nobles, and those students who don't know what they are called."

"My subordinates are worrying too much" (End of Chapter)