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

The parliament plans to officially change the Yuan Dynasty to the Chinese calendar on the first day of the first lunar month next year.

Therefore, this year is the last year of the Ming Dynasty.

November 6, the third year of Tianqi.

Guard the Yamen.

A group of nobles have been locked up in the Yamen for three days.

During these three days, except for daily meals and brief breaks to go to the toilet, almost no one came to contact them, let alone any release - no different from imprisonment.

Moreover, the entire garrison office was tightly surrounded by Lu Xiangsheng's Liaodong Army. Not even a fly could fly out. Even if the relatives and relatives of the outside world wanted to send some meals, or contact secretly to plan a rescue, they would not do it. No way out.

All the princes and ministers have been on tenterhooks these past two days.

He no longer has the toughness he had at the beginning.

Everyone is wondering if Wang Qi suddenly has an idea in his mind, will he kill them all to increase his power in the new parliament?

"You said that the Duke of Qi would not be so ruthless, right?" Naturally, some people are greedy for life and afraid of death, and spend the whole day in fear.

"What nonsense are you talking about?"

"You fart, the Duke of Qi is a born saint with a bodhisattva heart. He kills foreign enemies with iron blood, but he always treats domestic affairs with benevolence and will never do this!!!"

Nowadays, people are panicking. As the most noble duke among the nobles, Wei Guogong Xu Hongji naturally cannot make people disperse. He speaks attentively: "Now, if we want to survive, we can only surrender to Qi Guogong. What he said, we Just do whatever you want, the only way you can survive! Do you understand?"

"I understand, I understand," everyone nodded, saying that money, property, land, etc. are all trivial matters, but survival is the big thing!

"Wei Guogong," Zhu Guobi, the Marquis of Funing on the side, rubbed his hands and looked very frightened. "We heard that as early as mid-October, Zhu Yiming, the king of Xiang, who was far away in Xiangyang, had already gone to Wang Qi to request He deposed his throne and demoted himself to a commoner. At the same time, he gave his palace to ask for forgiveness and spared his life to preserve his wealth, but until now, Wang Qi has not received any response."

As soon as Zhu Guobi said these words, there was a silence in the whole hall.

Zhu Guobi looked around and continued: "Say, what if the Duke of Qi doesn't want my family's wealth, but wants my life! What should I do?"

"What do you mean?" Xu Hongji turned to look at Zhu Guobi with a somewhat surprised expression: "What do you mean?"

"Ah?" Zhu Guobi was stunned. Didn't he express his meaning clearly?

"You guy!" Xu Hongji suddenly glared angrily, stood up, and kicked Zhu Guobi: "It is unbearable to slander Lord Qi like this! As a supporter of Lord Guobi, How can I tolerate you?"

boom!

Xu Hongji directly kicked Zhu Guobi to the wall. Then, as if it was not enough, he sat on him and beat him with his old fist: "I told you to slander the Duke! I told you to talk nonsense!" I told you not to live or die!!!"

Not long after, the farce in the palace ended with everyone's persuasion.

Zhu Guobi had passed out, his eyes closed, and his body was still shaking.

How pitiful God is, the Marquis of Funing has lived in luxury since he was born, and has lived in luxury. When has he ever received such a fat beating?

At this time, I don't know whether he fainted out of anger or was really beaten to death.

Xu Hongji on the side clapped his hands and spit, turned to look at everyone: "This is what you get for maliciously slandering Duke Qi!"

"Yes, yes, you should be beaten for slandering Duke Qi! You really should be beaten!!"

"It's really not a pity to die!"

Some people take sides, and naturally some people take the opposite side.

Liu Kongzhao, the sincere uncle, and Gou Ying, the former chief minister of the cabinet, sat on the other side, watching the farce indifferently.

"Master Gou, what do you think Wang Qi wants to do?" Liu Kongzhao squinted his eyes, really confused.

"What to do," Gou Ying said with a cold face, "It's nothing more than buying people's hearts, winning over the gentry, uniting the world, and then being forced to ascend the throne as emperor!"

Two days ago, Gou Ying's words "I'd rather die than become a thief" immediately aroused everyone's fear and they all hid far away. Now, only Liu Kongzhao can say a word or two to Gou Ying.

crunch

While everyone in the hall was talking, the door that had been silent for a long time opened from the outside.

After the black-armored soldier opened the door, he glanced around, and finally set his sights on Xu Hongji: "It is reported that Wei Guogong Xu Hongji went to the front of the hall to meet the chief minister!"

As soon as the armored soldier finished speaking, there was a burst of noise in the hall.

Xu Hongji?

As expected, this guy was appreciated by Duke Qi!

The seller is looking for something to be proud of!

I’m really envious! Is this going to be reused?

Xu Hongji, who was summoned, was slightly startled when he heard this, and then the corners of his mouth curved up, like a fighter who had won a battle. He put away his fat belly, puffed out his chest, and walked toward the palace majestically. Go outside.

After Xu Hongji went out, the door was closed with a creak, and the hall fell into darkness again.

"Damn it, this guy got the first step!"

"Hey! Go ahead, take this trip, and leave a lasting reputation!"

"We want to go out too!"

All of a sudden, there were all kinds of voices.

After a while, he was guarding the front hall of the Yamen.

"Sir, we have already arrived," the armored soldier led Xu Hongji into the front hall, and then stepped forward to inform the young man sitting on the chair.

"Please come in."

As soon as Wang Qi finished speaking, Xu Hongji, who was standing at the door, took the first step, fell to his knees on the ground with a plop, and walked forward on his knees.

"Xu Hongji, the sinner, bows down to you. Your Majesty is a saint in the world and the Lord of the Nine Provinces. If you never give up, I am willing to follow you and guide you!!!"

Wang Qi raised his eyes slightly and looked at the extremely respectful Duke of Wei who was kneeling on the ground. He used the lid of the cup to sweep the foam on the surface of the tea and said with a smile: "You don't have to wear your high hat yet. Duke Wei, I heard that you are willing to spend all your wealth." , for the New Deal?”

"It is the honor of the guilty minister to plan for the new deal!" Wei Guogong answered decisively without any hesitation.

"Okay," Wang Qi nodded, very satisfied: "I will leave fifty acres for you, and the rest will go into the parliament's treasury."

"Fifty acres?" Xu Hongji was stunned.

"Too few?" Wang Qi narrowed his eyes.

"A lot, not too little!" Xu Hongji dared to bargain with Wang Qi. Now that he was in a stronger situation, he could only show a smile that was uglier than crying: "I will go home immediately to deal with this matter!" The most urgent thing is to go home quickly!

As long as people are alive, there is room for maneuver in everything!

"Go home?" Wang Qi shook his head: "You don't have to go back. First write a letter and let the prince Xu Jiujue handle the matter of donating the family property."

"Ah?" Xu Hongji was stunned on the spot and said blankly: "The guilty minister?"

"Wang Shouxin will take you to negotiate with other nobles. As long as I find out all the wealth they have in their mouths, I can promise you a Yuanwailang from Yingtian Mansion to support you until your death."

"Of course, if you dare to take advantage of it," Wang Qi stretched out his finger and pointed at Wang Shouxin beside him: "The knife in his hand has slashed Huang Taiji in Horqin, so you must not be interested in giving it a try, right?"

"Your Majesty has an order, no guilty minister dares to disobey!!!" How dare Xu Hongji covet Mo Wang Qi's money? As long as you can survive, that's the right thing to do!

"Sir." At this time, a personal attendant walked in from outside the hall and whispered a few words in Wang Qi's ear. He didn't know what he was talking about.

"It doesn't matter," Wang Qi shook his head: "Tell Qin Erbao to keep an eye on them. They are just a group of scholars who can't cause trouble!"

"As commanded."

After the guards retreated, Wang Qi looked at Xu Hongji again: "Master Xu, do you understand what I mean?"

"I understand!" Xu Hongji nodded hurriedly: "The entire Nanjing city's nobles will become ordinary people under the new politics within a month. As for the rest, they will all belong to the parliament!!!"

"Go ahead and do it," Wang Qi smiled, and then moved his fingers: "If you have anything, you can ask Wang Shouxin, he will help you."

"I understand, I understand." Xu Hongji bowed deeply, showing his complete respect, and then slowly retreated.

"Shou Xin, follow him. If there is any change, report to me," Wang Qi looked at Xu Hongji's disappearing figure and whispered.

"Sir, why bother? These nobles are all lambs without their claws. How can they have a trace of the majesty of their ancestors? If you want to rob their family wealth, just kill them all." Wang Shouxin felt that Wang Qi's move was a bit unnecessary. .

"Killing people is easy, but killing too many will inevitably cause panic, which will be detrimental to the unification of the parliament." Wang Qi leaned on his chair and slowly tapped his fingers on the table. He didn't mind explaining more to Wang Shouxin. After all, there are always One day, all of his men had to take charge of their own affairs: "Moreover, in today's parliament, Ye Xianggao and Sun Chengzong are both literati and Confucian scholars, and their ideas must be taken into account on some matters."

In fact, not only Sun Chengzong but also Ye Xianggao, the whole world is now looking at Wang Qi, wanting to know what he wants to do.

Some things, such as destroying the Jiannu slaves, removing imperial power, and unifying the north and the south, cannot be delayed.

But there are some things that cannot be rushed, such as promoting the Parliament, winning people's support, and rezoning land.

"My subordinate understands," Wang Shouxin nodded, seeming to have some understanding.

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Liulifang in Nanjing City is a city close to the Drum Tower and the Imperial City. It has always been the busiest place in the entire Imperial City.

There are houses, restaurants, tea shops, cloth shops, medical clinics, gold and silver jewelry shops, pawn shops, and even martial arts schools and escort agencies.

And because today is the monthly market fair, both sides of the street have been occupied by vendors setting up stalls, selling all kinds of sundries and antiques along the street.

Throughout Liulicang, large numbers of people have been pouring in since Chenshi. By now, the entire Liulifang is already packed with people and bustling with people.

Ji Luchang and Chen Zhenhui were currently in a private room on the second floor of a tea house on Liulichang Main Street. The view here was widened. Standing in front of the window, they could see half of the street at a glance.

"Are you all ready?" Chen Zhenhui stood in front of the window, watching the crowds of people on the street.

"According to the plan, there is still a quarter of an hour," Ji Luchang looked a little nervous and kept fiddling with the hem of his clothes.

"Are you nervous?" Chen Zhenhui turned to look at the former court official who was older than herself.

"I heard that Wang Qi has many arrogant soldiers and generals," Ji Luchang wiped the sweat from his forehead and said with a wry smile: "As the saying goes, when a scholar meets a soldier, there is no reason to explain."

"Soldiers?" Chen Zhenhui sneered, with a determined look in her eyes: "You can't kill all the gentlemen!"

After saying this, the two of them looked at an antique street stall on the street.

At this time, in Liulifang City, a man in a blue cotton robe squatted at an antique street stall in front of him, picked up one of the blue and white porcelain white cloud-colored vases, looked at it carefully for a moment, put it down again, picked up another plate, and moved it up and down. Down, take a look.

"Young Master, are you looking for porcelain?" The stall owner was a middle-aged man who looked like he had been in the business for a long time. He raised his hands and said with a smile: "The porcelain we have here is all produced by serious Jingdezhen folk kilns. The black color is absolutely authentic, and the bottle body is neat. Well-proportioned! The grizzly bear fishing plate you are holding in your hand is the treasure among treasures, the highlight of the stall!"

"Hehe," the man in green robe just weighed it lightly. He didn't seem to care about the porcelain and was about to put it down: "This thing of yours doesn't seem to be made in Jingdezhen."

"Huh?" The stall owner's eyes filled with anger when he heard this: "It's okay not to buy, but if the guest is here to cause trouble, we won't accompany him!"

This voice was quite loud, making everyone on the street look at him with some suspicion.

"I said it's not genuine, so it's not. What you have here." The man in green robe wiped his hands: "They are all fakes!"

"Mom, are you looking for trouble?" The stall owner became angry when he heard this, pointed at the green-robed man's nose and cursed: "When I was burning the kiln in Jingdezhen, you were still eating dog milk!"

Yo!

There is fun to watch!

At this time, onlookers on the street had gathered, wanting to see if the two men would fight?

It’s just natural to watch the excitement

The man in green robe didn't seem to care at all: "I'm just telling the truth, there's no need for you to be angry, right?"

After saying that, the man stood up and left.

"Don't leave! Tell me clearly!" The stall owner looked furious. He walked around his stall and grabbed the man in green robes by his clothes: "Whose things are you saying are fakes?"

"A gentleman talks but doesn't use his hands. What are you doing?" The man in green robe is obviously a scholar and has no strength to restrain a chicken.

"What to do? I'll teach you a lesson! Don't let trouble come from your mouth!" After saying that, the stall owner swung his old fist, and with a bang, it hit his cheek firmly, and the man in green robe flew away diagonally. .

"You dare to hit someone?" The man in green robe also had a temper. He immediately rolled up his sleeves and wanted to practice with the stall owner.

In the blink of an eye, the two people were already together.

The stall owner was obviously stronger and more skillful. His hands were wrapped around the opponent's waist, and the muscles of his arms were curled up.

The man in green robe was randomly picking off the other person's clothes, obviously inexperienced.

"Fight beat!"

"Attack him!"

"Bite him! Bite him!!"

More and more people were watching on the sidelines, shouting and making noises, obviously keen to watch the excitement. For a while, the entire Liulifang Street was tightly blocked.

At this time, Ji Luchang and Chen Zhenhui were obviously nervous by the window on the second floor of the teahouse.

"Right away." Chen Zhenhui clenched her fists and subconsciously exerted force. (End of chapter)