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

Nanjing City, a private residence.

Several great scholars from the old days and scholars from the original Ming Dynasty gathered here.

"Black iron fell from the sky," Wang Chaopin looked at the letter in his hand, a little unbelievable for a moment, and finally looked up at Chen Zhenhui: "What does this mean? Why can Wang Qi and other national thieves react so quickly?"

What shocked Wang Chaoping the most was that Xuan Tie Shang's words were a naked slap in the face to the incident of hiding silk in the belly of a fish: the king left Liaodong, and the world discussed it, which was beneficial to China.

From the perspective of all the capitals in the world, this is simply a god-making operation that has been planned for a long time.

The divine decree that comes through the Luotian Dajiao is more than one level higher than glazed porcelain, meteorites falling from the sky, and disasters in Wanshou Village.

"Maybe, even if we don't catalyze it, this thing will still happen." Chen Zhenhui on the side was extremely calm. She walked around the room holding a folding fan before turning back and saying: "So far, Wang Qi has not come forward. It's just Li Yangshan from the Zhengyi Sect was sent. What does this mean?"

Hearing Chen Zhenhui's words, Ji Luchang frowned. What does it mean?

It shows that Wang Qi doesn’t take us seriously at all! It's just a small fight, but you can't get on the stage.

As if seeing Ji Luchang's doubts, Chen Zhenhui laughed loudly and continued: "It means we didn't make the matter big enough!!!"

"Then, what does it mean to be big enough?" Ji Luchang took a step forward as if to support him: "We have ruined Wang Qi's reputation, harmed the parliament's new policy, and let everyone in the world know that Wang Qi is a troublemaker and is not good for the country! Next step."

"A few days ago, in Changsha Mansion, I received a letter from King Ji Zhu Yousong." Chen Zhenhui raised her head slightly, her eyes clear and clear. It was a kind of self-confidence, a kind of blind self-confidence: "I want to raise troops to rebel against the king!"

"What do you think?" After Chen Zhenhui said this, she glanced around and looked at the great Confucian scholar Chapin who was sitting at the top, and bowed deeply: "Teacher"

Judging from Wang Chaopin's expression, this great scholar must have received the news a long time ago. He stroked his beard and said: "Once an incident occurs, it will be a narrow escape, but if it succeeds, it will be famous throughout the ages and it will help to recreate the Ming Dynasty! Are you willing?" "

After Wang Chaopin finished speaking, everyone in the hall looked around and whispered.

To be honest, smearing Wang Qi with disasters and celestial phenomena is similar to the literati writing books and scolding the current dynasty just for fun.

But if these people really join the ranks of the rebels, then they really have to think carefully.

After all, Wang Qi doesn't care about these people slandering him, but if he really joins the rebel side, he doesn't have the final say on how many people can survive under his thunderous fury.

For a moment, the hall fell into an awkward silence.

When Chen Zhenhui, who was standing in the hall, saw this, anger surged in her eyes: This group of people who are greedy for life and afraid of death must not be conspired with!

"If someone is greedy for life and afraid of death, and is in vain for the kindness of the previous emperor," Chen Zhenhui said coldly: "You can just leave and I won't be blamed!"

As soon as these words came out, the three or five Confucian scholars in the hall, wearing blue robes and purple jackets, stood up tremblingly, apologized to Wang Chaopin, and then bowed to Chen Zhenhui: "There are more than a hundred people from the old and other clans, today If something goes wrong, we can’t risk our whole family’s lives, so we have to fight to the death, and we’ll take care of it!”

"As for today's matter, I will pretend that I have never been here. I don't know anything about what you are discussing. Farewell!"

"Farewell!"

Several people have said that although they looked ashamed, they were not sloppy when they turned around and walked away!

Several people in the hall were left looking at each other.

"Let them leave like this?" Someone in the hall got up angrily, pointed at the door and cursed: "The books of the sages have been read into the dog's belly!"

In the hall, only Chen Zhenhui said nothing and looked at each other coldly.

At this time, due to the departure of several people, the few remaining people in the hall were also a little moved, but the literati's face made them hesitant.

At this moment, several loud shouts suddenly came from outside the hall, followed by screams.

"What happened?" Ji Luchang was obviously kept in the dark. He immediately became nervous when he heard the screams and was about to walk out.

Several people in the hall were also in a panic, stood up and looked outside.

You know, at this time, if Wang Qi becomes murderous, no one can escape!

In the entire hall, only Wang Chaopin and Chen Zhenhui were leisurely, sneering and making no moves.

Ji Luchang took two steps here and saw a bloody warrior walking in with a steel knife in his hand. Ji Luchang was so frightened that he took a few steps back on the spot, and then fell to the ground.

The warrior ignored the rest of the people in the hall and walked directly to Chen Zhenhui: "Sir, all the five people who just left the hall have been killed!"

"Okay!!!" Chen Zhenhui laughed loudly when she heard this: "Those who are greedy for life and fearful of death, and who waste their kindness on the king should end up like this!"

"Dingsheng, why are you like this?" Even though Ji Luchang was a fool, he understood what was going on.

"How can a woman be kind enough to raise an army to rebel against the king!!" Chen Zhenhui turned her head and shouted angrily, scolding: "If they leak the news, you and I, and everyone present today, will die without a burial place!"

"This, this, this." Ji Luchang turned his head and looked outside the hall, and said sadly: "They have already said they are tight-lipped, and they are all colleagues who have been friends for decades. How can you bear it?"

"I have made up my mind when I come here today. Anyone who comes out of this door before noon, no matter who they are, will die immediately!!!" Chen Zhenhui narrowed her eyes, and her whole body was full of murderous aura: "Wang Qi is from the pile of dead people. The person who crawled out of the house is very thoughtful and ruthless, and will never allow the slightest accident. If we want to go against him, we must be more ruthless, more meticulous, and more evil than him!"

With a bang, Ji Luchang's legs went weak and he sat on the chair behind him, dazed and speechless for a long time.

Wang Chaopin, who had been sitting there without speaking, took a deep look at everyone, and then said: "What Dingsheng did was out of necessity. What we did this time was a narrow escape, or even ten deaths. We cannot be so kind as women! Please!" Colleagues, please bear with me."

After saying this, Wang Chao hired him and turned to look at the man holding the sword: "General Qu, do you have any instructions from His Highness Prince Ji?"

A man named Qu Wei stood up and said in a loud voice: "His Royal Highness King Ji will worship heaven and earth in three days, kill three animals to report to the ancestors, and raise an army to rebel against the king. Your Highness asked me to tell you whether the beacon fire in Changsha Mansion is lit. It depends on whether you can contain Wang Qi in Nanjing City."

"Well," Wang Chaoping heard the words and stroked his long beard gently: "The troops Wang Qi has now are not necessarily enough. The capital area needs more than ten thousand troops to guard, there are chaos in Shanxi, Liaodong and North Korea are still at war, Nanjing The city has also restrained a lot of its energy. If His Highness King Ji raises troops at this time, then the right time, place and people will be mine!"

All in me?

Ji Luchang on the side wanted to laugh, but when he saw Qu Wei with murderous intent and blood dripping from the tip of the knife, Ji Luchang became a little frightened. What time? The Luotian Dajiao is several levels higher than the silk hidden in the belly of the fish.

Location? In the entire two capitals and thirteen provinces, a little-known Prince Ji wanted to take the opportunity to covet a high position that he would never get in his life. The rest of the people didn't even dare to fart. Wherever Wang Qi went, everyone bowed their heads. Is this also called geographical advantage?

As for Renhe? Look at the trembling colleagues and scholars in the hall. If there is a slight mistake, their heads will fall to the ground. Can this be called harmony?

Ji Luchang was heartbroken when the butcher's knife struck one of his own.

"As for how to contain Wang Qi's actions," Wang Chaopin stroked his beard and looked at Chen Zhenhui: "I heard that Wang Gen's grandson Wang Shou has arrived in Nanjing City?"

"I heard that I just arrived in Nanjing yesterday," Chen Zhenhui sneered: "What a coincidence. Wang Qi had just wiped out the imperial court, and he, Wang Shou, arrived right after him, saying that he wanted to establish the Nanjing Parliament! Chen Zhenhui, a man who likes to follow the trend of the people, Chen He was really blind at the beginning, and after having known him for several years, if we meet again one day, he will be on opposite sides, and we will be irreconcilable!"

"I heard that Wang Qi valued Wang Shou very much. The establishment of a parliament in Nanjing City was his first and most important step in uniting the north and south. When Wang Qi arrived in Nanjing this time, whether it was to kill the king or to manipulate the nobles, It’s for the Nanjing Parliament! Then let’s hit the snake within an inch of its length!” Chao Chao Pin said confidently: “So, as long as Wang Shou is pinned to death in Nanjing City and is not allowed to make any move, Wang Qi’s plan will completely fail! "

"Of course!" Chen Zhenhui nodded in agreement, and looked at Qu Wei: "Go back and tell His Highness Prince Ji that Nanjing City does not need to worry about him. As long as Changsha Mansion can gain momentum, the entire world's two capitals and thirteen provinces will surely Set off a raging fire! Confucian scholars like us are waving flags and shouting, and with strong momentum, the rebellion against the king will immediately become a prairie fire, causing Wang Qi to burn himself to death!"

"That Qu will go back first," Qu Wei glanced around the hall and chuckled before leaving: "I hope His Highness Prince Ji can meet you all soon!"

"I appreciate your good words."

At this time, when the undercurrent was surging in the city of Nanjing, discussions about the miracle of the Luotian Dajiao had begun everywhere throughout Yingtianfu.

You know, that is not just a miracle in Gezao Mountain, but a miracle that appears in countless Taoist monasteries in two capitals and thirteen provinces!

Some people originally suspected that Wang Qi was trying to eliminate the influence of disasters such as hiding silk in the belly of a fish, but now, with the publicity of countless believers, Luotian Dajiao and black iron falling from the sky, Wang Qi has become the savior of the world. Help people.

"That day, what I saw with my own eyes was a beam of light that reached the sky and penetrated the clouds from the Temple of Heaven! Then there was a loud noise that resounded throughout the world. Everyone saw it." There are believers in the tea shop and restaurant every day. This propaganda about the miracles on Gezao Mountain that day was so conclusive that it felt like he was actually there when he heard it: "The silver-white black iron and the line of words on it will make people's eyes dazzled."

"Yes, yes, I also saw it. The entire top of Gezao Mountain was shrouded in glow that day. Duke Qi, that is the real chosen one!"

"The sentence "The world will discuss it will benefit China" must be because God wants Duke Qi to establish a parliament!

"What about the glazed porcelain, the silk hidden in the belly of the fish, and what happened in Wanshou Village a few days ago? How come there is no news from the Duke of Qi to refute the rumors?" Some people promoted miracles, but naturally some people objected and put forward several warnings from heaven that were widely circulated a few days ago. things.

"Do you think that God-given people like Duke Qi will care about these trivial things?" The middle-aged man who spoke first laughed and said, "It's just some people doing some unattractive tricks!"

"That's right. In the eyes of people like Duke Qi, who is a rotten scholar from the old dynasty, how can he bother his old man? He only needs to send out one or two of his confidants to turn Yingtian Mansion upside down!"

"One more thing," the middle-aged man said in a deep voice: "I heard that Wei Guogong Xu Hongji and Ding Guogong Xu Yunzhen have taken refuge with Qi Guogong. These days, the nobles of Nanjing City are confiscating their homes and selling them off. All the family assets have been paid and handed over to the parliament, but there is one thing that is different between the new government and the old court!"

"What's the matter?" Everyone gathered around.

"Only kill the first culprit, don't worry about anything else!" The middle-aged man's eyes were full of reverence: "Heroes like Duke Qi are our role models!"

After all, who wants to live in the shadow of being implicated at every turn?

"However, all the money and land have been returned to the council, what should we do next?" A short and fat man next to him asked: "We can't turn it into a different kind of imperial village, can we?"

"Look, the layout is smaller, isn't it?" The middle-aged man chuckled: "My second uncle is working in the governor's office. These days, the governor's office is reforming its powers and a new council will be established!"

"Nanjing City also wants to set up a parliament?" As soon as this statement came out, everyone immediately became energetic.

Wang Qi himself is in Nanjing now!

Could it be that after two hundred years, the old capital will finally be returned?

"Well, according to what my second uncle said, the Nanjing City Council belongs to the lower level of Beijing City. Although it has certain independent rights, it does not have the power to legislate and recruit troops. These two powers can only be owned by the Beijing City Council. "The middle-aged man smiled awkwardly, but as if to save Nanjing City's face, he immediately added: "Do you know who is coming to prepare for the establishment of the Nanjing Parliament this time?"

"Who?"

"Isn't it the Duke of Qi who is here?"

"How could it be the Duke of Qi? The Duke himself is already the chief of the Great Council. What does it matter if he establishes Nanjing again?"

"Let me tell you!" The middle-aged man no longer pretended, and smiled: "It's Wang Shou, Wang Ruizhi, who was granted the membership of the Science Society by the Duke of Qi, a personal disciple of Xu Guangqi, and a candidate for the Great Council, and is only 23 years old! !”

As an alternate council member, Wang Ruizhi went to Nanjing in person to prepare for the parliamentary affairs.

This news has spread, and the entire officialdom of Nanjing City is immediately in a state of uproar.

Wang Qi came to Nanjing City just to sit in charge and prevent Xiao Xiao from destroying the stable environment.

There is no need to personally attend such matters as preparations for the parliament.

After all, Wang Shou seemed to be trained by Wang Qi as his successor.

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In Nanjing City, there is a government office.

A group of gentlemen dressed in brocade robes of different colors sat restlessly in the hall and waited.

It stands to reason that when the old dynasty fell and the New Deal was established, the original noble official robes should be abandoned.

However, the parliament woven the official services designed by the yamen and distributed them to various officials in Nanjing City - after all, it was not the people here who could decide who could join the parliament.

"Do you think Wang Shou's visit this time is just a pretense? Is it actually Wang Qi, the chief of the parliament, who is in charge?" In the hall, Xing Weijian, the former minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs of Nanjing, turned to look at his colleague, Fu Chuande, the censor of the Supervisory Office. He looked extremely worried.

"Isn't Wang Shou arriving soon? You'll know after a while." Fu Chuande was not worried because he was there. (End of chapter)