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

As the central door of the general military office opened.

First, thirty brown war horses jumped out, all wearing black armor and bright helmets, carrying long swords on their waists, and long bows on their backs.

Then came the Imperial City Guards in black robes and narrow black clothes.

There were three teams in total. After leaving, one team went to Wang Chaobin's Mansion, the other to Chen Zhenhui's Mansion, and the last team went to Hongwu Gate to prepare for the start of martial law throughout the city.

Qin Erbao, along with Fu Chuande and others, had already headed towards the imperial palace.

In fact, Wang Chaopin didn't know that Wang Shou was attacked and killed in the street before this morning.

This matter was actually done privately by Chen Zhenhui - to severely weaken Wang Qi's power and to restrict his actions in establishing a parliament.

"Why don't you discuss this matter with me? Is this done in secret?" Wang Chaopin knew that any scolding at this time would be useless. He could only ask how he did it first, so as not to let others catch him.

Killing people at every turn,

This kind of thing is something that Wang Chaoping, a self-proclaimed scholar, doesn't even bother to do.

Moreover, this kind of thing could easily trigger an extremely violent counterattack from Wang Qi.

Who is Wang Qi?

He was a ruthless man who carved out a path to heaven from the sea of ​​blood and corpses.

If you want to compete with him in terms of means, you're still far from it!

"All the men sent out are dead. There should be no flaws." Chen Zhenhui sat upright. Although she was reprimanded, she was still a little unconvinced: "Then Wang Qi, a usurper, dares to show off in such a big way. Nanjing City’s reform of the imperial court and the establishment of a parliament is simply an insult to scholars like us! If I don’t give him a blow, he will think that I, the Nanjing City scholars, are all weaklings!”

"You just handed the knife handle to someone," Wang Chaopin sat at the top. At this time, his expression calmed down.

"Does he dare to kill me? How dare he kill me for no reason?" Chen Zhenhui frowned: "I represent the scholars in Jiangnan! If Wang Qi wants to cause public opinion and turmoil in the world, he can kill me!"

Hearing his student's angry words, Wang Chaopin shook his head helplessly: "If you are angry, don't talk about it."

"Let's do this. Once I get older, I will stop hiding here and there. I will ask someone to arrange for you to leave the city tomorrow." Wang Chaopin glanced at his students and smiled: "From now on, I will still have to rely on you. Stop being so reckless."

"Teacher!" Chen Zhenhui frowned: "What are you talking about, why are you running?"

As soon as he finished speaking, a servant came running outside the door to report: "Sorry, sir, there are many officers and soldiers coming outside the alley, and it seems they are coming towards the mansion!"

Wang Chaopin was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly: "It came so fast!"

At this time, in the foyer, a four or five-year-old child with a peach haircut stumbled in.

"Dad, grandma called you to go to dinner," the child entered the hall and ran straight into Wang Chaoping's arms. He looked cute and naive, and extremely smart.

Gently stroking the top of the child's hair, Wang Chaopin said softly: "Husband, you must listen to my mother-in-law and study hard with your brother, so that you can be useful to the country and the country in the future!"

After comforting his son, Wang Chao hired someone to take him away, and then turned to look at Chen Zhenhui: "Dingsheng, you can't leave anymore, are you coming with me as your master?"

Chen Zhenhui said without fear: "Die for the imperial court, you deserve to die!"

"Good! As expected of a king and father, and worthy of the integrity of a scholar!" Wang Chaopin laughed loudly and then stood up: "You and I, teachers and students, will fight against the national calamity together!"

While the two were talking, the entire mansion was surrounded by armored soldiers.

Suddenly, there was a cry outside the hall.

When Wang Chaopin was about to go out,

Qin Erbao had already walked in wearing armor.

"Both of you are here, that's just right," Qin Erbao glanced at the two of them: "Qin has something to ask you."

"No need to be hypocritical," Wang Chaopin sneered, "I'll go with you!"

"Then please," Qin Erbao smiled: "Come, take it away!"

At this time, Mrs. Wang, who had just left, ran into the hall crying and threw herself on Wang Chaopin, calling her daddy.

Perhaps affected by his youngest son's cry, Wang Chaopin raised his head and said, "Wang Qi has always been self-proclaimed. He only punishes the culprits and does not implicate his family. This time, I can go with you. I am responsible for everyone's work. You can't get involved." My family!”

Qin Erbao frowned and looked at Wang Chaopin: "Old sir, you not only want to leave a name in history, but also want to reunite your family, aren't you a little greedy?"

"How dare you insult my teacher like this?" Chen Zhenhui became angry when she heard this and was about to step forward to fight with Qin Erbao.

pat!

The moment the scabbard was placed on Chen Zhenhui's shoulder, the air in the hall became quiet.

Even four-year-old Wang Fuzhi knew how to stop crying.

"Scholars have always misled the country. You claim to be saving the country and the people. How can you know the suffering in this world? Who can you save? Apart from being foolish and loyal to the king, there is nothing worthy of praise."

Qin Erbao gently tapped Chen Zhenhui's shoulder with his scabbard, and said mockingly: "You have read a book, tell me, how many acres of land outside Nanjing belong to poor people? People who can really have enough to eat. How many more? How much of the annual relief money is embezzled? How many acres of land do you have in your family, and how many tenants are there? Are you just shouting slogans and full of enthusiasm? "

The look of ridicule on Qin Erbao's face became even stronger: "Are you worthy of going against the ruler?!"

With someone holding a scabbard on her shoulder, Chen Zhenhui's face turned red: "But no matter how loud you blow, you are still a traitor to the country! Everyone will be punished!!!"

"In the past thousand years, how many people have been called kings, how many people have been called emperors, and how many dynasties have changed?" Qin Erbao said with a smile: "Emperor? It's just something that the ruling adults throw away like a shoe!"

"Do you dare to guarantee that Wang Qi will never proclaim himself emperor?" Chen Zhenhui asked, with a look of dissatisfaction.

"Are you qualified to ask this?" Qin Erbao put away the scabbard and stopped talking nonsense with them: "Take these two away!"

At this time, the entire house was filled with people who came to watch the show.

"Did something happen to Mr. Wu Yi's house?"

"The commander-in-chief of the army has personally brought people to arrest him! I heard that Mr. Wu Yi participated in last night's assassination operation."

"Without evidence, it's hard to arrest someone, right?"

"Evidence? Didn't you see Fu Chuande? Yuandu Yushi, he is the evidence."

With a creak and everyone talking, the door opened.

There were no shackles as expected, just his hands were tied behind his back and a black cloth cover was placed over his head.

"This is the parliament's new method of catching criminals. How can you run if you have your head covered and can't see anything?" Someone explained this method of catching criminals to everyone. "It seems that only two people were arrested."

"The council always only punishes the culprits. The children of the clan are not allowed to take scientific examinations. Others are not affected."

The people of Nanjing were discussing the arrest of Wang Chaoxin and others. Some people felt that too few people were arrested to serve as a deterrent. Others felt that the great Confucians who were famous all over the world should be respected and not punished.

However, the next day, when someone spread the news that Chaopin was in contact with Zhu Yousong, the Ji Wang of Changsha, the trend immediately changed. Everyone felt that Chaopin and Chen Zhenhui should die without regret!

Standing against Wang Qi from a moral standpoint, that is the persistence, or character, of a scholar.

But once he is associated with other vassal kings, he wants to use his own selfish interests to influence the world. When the time comes, all he has in his hands are the common people.

Therefore, it is not a pity to die!

Nanjing City Yingtianfu Prison.

Since Wang Chaopin was arrested, no one came to interrogate him for three days. Except for the jailer who delivered meals every day, he never saw anyone again.

This situation was really unbearable for this great scholar.

"What does Wang Qi want to do? Make light of me like this!" Chaopin did not receive any abuse in prison, and no one came to criticize him - this situation made Chaopin intolerable!

"I am innocent. If I go out like this, wouldn't it be misunderstood by the world?" When Wang Chaopin was distressed, he heard the sound of chains ringing in the distance, as if someone had walked in.

Wang Qi?

Dynasty Pin suddenly stood up!

The real owner is finally here!

As the figure slowly walked towards him, Wang Chaopin's eyes slowly changed from expectation to disappointment, and then to anger. He sternly said to the visitor: "Why isn't Wang Qi coming?"

Does he look down on me?

Qin Erbao stood outside the iron gate, and someone brought him a stool.

"Your matter is not worth bothering, Chief Sir," Qin Erbao sat there upright: "You are just a Confucian scholar. To be honest, your self-awareness is somewhat inadequate."

"Confucian scholar?" Wang Chaopin sneered, his face full of pride: "You can ask Wang Qi, if he were to choose again, would he choose to be a warrior or a Confucian scholar?"

Qin Erbao frowned, feeling that this scholar was a little crazy - are you worthy of competing with the chief?

"I came here to ask you what your relationship is with Prince Ji Zhu Yousong?" Qin Erbao waved his hand and asked the others to go out first and talk to Wang Chaopin alone.

"His Royal Highness King Ji," Wang Chaopin narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "He wants to raise an army to rebel against the king. I have a cooperative relationship with him to strengthen his reputation! By the way, by this time, His Highness has already raised an army!"

There was excitement on Wang Chaopin's face: "I don't seek victory, I just seek to shake Wang Qi's power so that the wise people in the world can unite to attack the Wang family!"

"Unrepentant!" The reason why Qin Erbao dismissed the others was to give the dynasty a chance. If such a great scholar could be used by Wang Qi, the implementation of the parliament would be much smoother.

But now it seems that this person is heading for the dark side.

"After the Nanjing City Council is established, you will be sentenced, and then there will be a specific conclusion." Qin Erbao stood up, not wanting to waste time here: "During this time, you can think about it and think about it carefully." Let’s think about it, what is the world?”

After saying that, Qin Erbao turned and left, leaving only one person, Wang Chaobin, in the dark cell.

Leaning against the wall of the prison, Wang Chaopin slowly sat down and muttered to himself: "The world?"

----

There are still more than ten days until the Chinese Era.

Wang Qi does not plan to return to Beijing before the first month of the year. The first parliamentary meeting of the Parliament since the New Year will start on February 20th. Wang Qi can just rush back at that time.

At this stage, Wang Qi still needs to stay here until everything in Nanjing City is completed.

Wang Chaopin, Chen Zhenhui and others have been thrown into prison by the Imperial City Guards under the identification of Fu Chuande. They will wait for the establishment of the parliament before they can be tried again - Wang Qi does not want to interfere.

He also wanted to see what kind of path the Penalty Committee in Parliament could take under the circumstances of self-innovation.

As for King Ji of Changsha, Lu Xiangsheng has to deal with it.

On the other hand, Li Yangshan has returned to Nanjing from Gezao Mountain and plans to prepare a Taoist journal to unify the world's public opinion.

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"Businesses, factories, land, population" Wang Qi wrote eight words on the paper and looked at it intently, with a rare hesitation in his eyes.

"The trading house can go south first," Wang Qi drew a line under the trading house with a pen.

In the past few days, Fan Zhongjin has been writing to Wang Qi, wanting to open his trading company to Nanjing. Wang Zhengyi and Wang Nan in Beijing are also planning to open the semicolon to Nanjing.

The movement of northern trading firms to the south can promote healthy competition, allowing industries such as commerce, salt transportation, weaving, porcelain making, and industry and mining that were originally monopolized by southern aristocratic families to flourish. In some aspects, it can also promote the innovation of production tools.

The large influx of businesses can allow factories to bloom everywhere.

What Wang Qi is doing recently is to use the funds in the hands of the parliament to build the first employment-based textile factory in Nanjing and thirteen provinces in the two capitals.

Led by the parliament, with a start-up capital of 20,000 taels of silver, a factory was built on the outskirts of Nanjing. The funds were directly managed by the committee of the parliament. Wang Qi wanted to see if, through the guidance of the government, the capitalist system could be established in the Jiangnan region. developed rapidly.

With this in mind, Wang Qi used a brush to lightly sketch under the factory.

"Population?" Wang Qi frowned slightly.

If a large number of factories rise, they will inevitably compete with land for population. In this way, food and cultivated land will become an acute problem.

"Zheng Zhilong and Qiu Tong need to purchase large quantities of slaves from overseas for use in domestic factories. Moreover, there are large areas of wasteland in the border areas that are in urgent need of reclamation, and a large number of people are also needed to fill them."

In fact, the current population of the Ming Dynasty is far from reaching its peak.

It’s just food that limits development.

Moreover, many people were pressed to death by the Yellow Book of the Ming Dynasty in civilian households, craftsmen households, and military households, and were not allowed to escape.

Therefore, at the first meeting of the first year of the parliament, Wang Qi planned to abolish the household registration system in the yellow book and only retain the demographics, place of origin and other systems in the original yellow book.

In order to liberate the vast number of farmers, military households, and craftsmen households, so that people who were originally trapped on the land or in military households can join the wave of factories and maritime trade.

As for food

Wang Qi's eyes fell on a letter on the corner of the table.

Xu Guangqi's Science Society recently made a major discovery. Liu Ding, the first batch of students of the society, cultivated thirty corn seeds adapted to the gradually cold climate of the north on an experimental field in the southwest of Jizhou Prefecture.

There are also sweet potatoes that are also stepping up experiments.

"Time waits for no one." In Wang Qi's impression, the Little Ice Age has actually arrived. If crops such as corn cannot be promoted within ten years, famine will spread everywhere, and Wang Qi will also have a headache. (End of chapter)