Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 404
Once the emperor and the courtiers, Emperor Chongzhen has been too diligent in politics, and he is willing to be a dictator after everything. Seeing that the emperor seems to be tempted to kill the donkey, what can other ministers say?
"Your Majesty, if it is true what Master Gong said, Nanzhili is a tax-heavy place and a place of danger, and Song thieves must not stay!" Xue Guoguan, the first assistant university scholar, promised, he is really moderate. Add a prefix first, as Mr. Gong said, if something happens, look for him instead of me.

"Your Majesty, this veteran thinks that Lord Gong's words are true. Besides, Song, as the general of Huaihe River and Huaihe River, went to Yingtian Mansion to buy a house. It is unavoidable that he left his post without permission. If so, he should be punished!" It's a helper.

Several big bosses opened their mouths, and the courtiers below also followed suit, accusing Song Qingshu of his crimes, such as tyrannical temperament, killing and extorting goods, abusing the people, and being arrogant and domineering. A maidservant was also said to be robbing the women of the people.

Like Gong Dingzi, the protest of 30 people turned into a mob in his mouth. The officials in this group can be called black if they are really white, and even those who are black can be called white.

Seeing the accusation getting bigger and bigger, Yang Sichang couldn't help feeling anxious. Not only was Song Qingshu his own, but he was worried that these bastards had pushed Song Qingshu back, no matter what the result was, they might implicate him. Stop, Yang Sichang quietly tilted his eyes back, and made a little hint.

Who knew that at this glance, his cheeks almost bulged out of anger. Li Jiantai, who is known as the chief commander of the Song Dynasty, is in a state of mind wandering right now. The members of the family seemed to suddenly become very interested in their boots, and looked down endlessly.

Damn it, what did Song do to hurt the heavens and reason, and there is no one to speak up for him?
When the matter came to an end, Yang Sichang couldn't bear it anymore. Taking advantage of the fact that the criticism meeting was almost over, he hurriedly stood up and bowed to Emperor Chongzhen.

"Your Majesty, although the General Soldier of the Huaihe River and Huaihe River has many crimes, after all, he holds a large army and is stationed in the Fengyang Imperial Mausoleum. It's too hasty, I think, we should send imperial envoys to investigate!"

Detailed investigation?This is good for Yang Sichang, he directly pushed to the judicial process, but he seemed to have kicked Song Qingshu again, but actually kicked him from the pit to the edge of the pit. After investigation, he may be guilty, or he may not be guilty, it all depends on both sides It's a game, if you spend enough money during this period, you may not be unable to keep your official position.

I don't know if mentioning the imperial mausoleum reminds the emperor of Song Qingshu, or if he also thinks of it to save face, not to be too ugly, Emperor Chongzhen pondered for a moment, and finally nodded.

"That's it, Gong Aiqing, for the crimes you brought up against the General Soldier of the Huaihe River and the Huaihe River, you will be the censor of the Huaihe River, and you will investigate the case thoroughly!"

This relieved the ministers who agreed. It seems that the emperor really wanted to deal with this Song, otherwise why would he send this enemy to investigate him?Who knew that when the emperor said this, Gong Dingzi knelt down on the ground with a plop.

"Your Majesty, since I have impeached Song, and then rush to serve as an imperial envoy, it will make people feel that there is a sense of selfish revenge. Even if Song is taken down, he may not be convinced. It would be an insult to the emperor's prestige. Your Majesty, please choose someone else." Minister, go to the south to make inspections, so as to show that our emperor has a broad mind!"

Just kidding, 30 mobs!Looking at the letter written by Zhang Pu, his legs trembled a little. If he went by himself, wouldn't he be beaten to death?I heard that thief Song has a kind of poison, if you splash it on your body, your face will rot!

But if Song Qingshu beats him to death with someone else, he is doing the right thing to the court!Nature is dead!Gong Dingzi is not stupid.

Needless to say, Gong Dingzi's self-clearing words really made the emperor Long Yan very happy, he hesitated for a moment, and Emperor Chongzhen also nodded.

"Since this is the case, Chen Yan, as the censor of the Huaihe River, will go to the Huaihe River and Huaihe River today to thoroughly investigate the case of Song Ni!"

Almost everything was attracted by Song Qingshu, and the following court discussions were nothing more than surrounding the two Huaihe Rivers. Many people even revealed Song Qingshu's wealth, saying it was all corruption and perverting the law. Yang Sichang who watched was even more anxious.

On one side, the morning court has just ended, on the other side, several messengers have already rushed out of Yongding Gate with densely packed letterheads, heading straight for Lianghuai.

Among them, Yang Sichang's messenger is undoubtedly the fastest!

However, at this end, the entire capital is gearing up for the coming peace and the feast of the peasant army who have divided up and liquidated their surrender. It is only May, but a cold wind is blowing from outside the pass.

The Ming Dynasty was established by expelling the Northern Yuan Dynasty, and it has long been alert to the northern nomads. In addition to the long frontier fortress from Liaodong in the east to Jiayuguan in the west, countless spies were set up outside the pass, collectively known as nights. Once there is a disturbance in the grassland, they will send the news back as soon as possible.

Jiang Gouwa is one of them. The frontier army has a low life, and many of them are named either pigs or dogs, but he is really like a watchdog. He has been loyally guarding the north of the Great Wall for 30 years. He was no exception. While carrying a hoe and going out to cultivate like a normal old farmer, he also pricked up his ears and listened carefully to every move in the village.

Although it still belongs to the border of the Ming Dynasty, it is a no-nonsense area. It is mainly inhabited by Han people, but there are also Jurchens. The Mongols come here from time to time to fight, and they can get a lot of information from them.

This hoe was on the ground, and at the other end I saw a few Mongolians passing by on horseback bragging about Mongolian. After listening to it for a long time, this old Yebu couldn't help laughing mockingly.

A few Mongols said that this year Huang Taiji officially changed Houjin to Daqing. Hou metal gold belongs to fire. According to the reincarnation of the five virtues, it was restrained by Ming, but Qing belongs to water. With such a change, Huang Taiji's ambition was immediately exposed, he was no longer satisfied with plundering Daming, he seemed to have started to follow the example of the golden men back then, to compete for the Central Plains, and strive for hegemony in the world.

But how big is Daming?With an army of [-], a population of trillions, and only a few Jurchens, no one would believe that these Tartars could destroy Ming Dynasty these days.

But at this moment, the smile hadn't faded away, he couldn't help but froze, and he couldn't care less about plowing the field. He threw the hoe and suddenly put his head on the ground, his face turned blue immediately, he looked around and no one noticed, Slipped out along the ridge.

In May, the grass is green, which is the time for grazing and fattening. Generally speaking, the Mongolian tribes would grazing separately, but lying in the grass next to the Hara River, Jiang Gouwa saw a scene that shocked him. Horses, countless Mongolian cavalry gathered from all directions, and quickly moved eastward.

If more than ten years ago, this was just another conflict between the barbarians and the Jurchens, Jiang Gouwa would even applaud secretly, but now, the left center of Mongolia is almost completely conquered by the Jurchens. Such a large-scale assembly means that Only one thing!
Lie down and wait until the Mongolian cavalry went away, Jiang Gouwa got out of the haystack and quickly slipped back to the village.

It has been 30 years, and he has long been familiar with every plant and tree here. Even though he is nearly fifty years old, the old man ran back like a jackal. In less than half an hour, he rushed back to this place. Looking at the familiar firelight in the small village, he couldn't help feeling relieved.

While thinking about how to go back and report to Lord Chief Soldier, he pushed open the door of his thatched hut with a hoe, but as soon as the door was opened, he felt something was wrong. Unfortunately, the running and the year-round wind and sand had worn down his body, The fatal blow that he was able to escape 20 years ago stabbed firmly into his chest.

"Ming dog!"

That is a Manchu language!Seeing the fierce stubble woodcutter returning to his house as if nothing had happened, Jiang Gouwa's eyes widened, his throat made a hollow noise, and his hands Stretching to the south.

It's a pity that such a loyal and simple soldier in China, like an old watchdog, still spread his grudge on the land outside the pass. After a few minutes, Jiang Gouwa completely stopped his heartbeat.

But in the darkness, another black shadow sneaked out. If Jiang Gouwa still had breath, he would definitely recognize that this was the salesman Cao who often came to the village to sell goods. Compared with the stingy profiteers, the salesman Cao at this time seems to have shown some unknown ability and hotness.

Turning over Jiang Gouwa's body, the salesman Cao retreated into the darkness again. About a few minutes later, a kite fluttered up from this quiet small mountain village, and in a blink of an eye it went into the night sky.

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South Zhili, Zijin Mountain Bieyuan.

"Xunhuai Yushi Chen Yan, a native of Luozhuang, Changzhou, studied in Donglin Academy during the Tianqi period. He was greedy and despicable, trying to take advantage of it, and was expelled in the end, but he still claimed to be Donglin, and Qian Qianyi, Gong Dingzi and others It’s very close. In the seventh year of Chongzhen, he supervised the construction of the river in the Shandong section. He didn’t build an inch of dams.

The intelligence secretary is quite competent, and Li Xiangjun read aloud in a daze while holding the things he had sorted out after staying up all night. Song Qingshu was really depressed when he heard it, and he hummed helplessly: "This is really a hard time to get rid of, Gong Dingzi This old bastard is deliberately trying to annoy me, so as to give him an excuse!"

"Marshal, there are still three days before he will arrive at Yingtian Mansion, he should..."

Looking at the two characters of Wang Ba written in ink on Song Qingshu's forehead, he lifted up his spirits and held back a smile. Li Xiangjun reminded, but before he finished speaking, there was a sound of breaking through the sky, and in the open skylight of the study, a gray Yoyo's shadow broke in and landed directly on the shelf where Li Xiangjun used to hang towels, but it turned out to be Haidongqing.

Having never seen such a thing before, Li Xiangjun immediately screamed in fright and hid back, but Song Qingshu's face turned livid in an instant, and he quickly walked forward, took out a piece of dried meat from the side of the shelf and fed it to Haidongqing. While eating the meat, I pulled out the mailbox from the eagle's feet, and turned around and pulled out a book of Analects from the bookshelf.

All of them are Arabic numerals of one, two, and three. Seeing Song Qingshu open the Analects of Confucius with the numbers page by page, Li Xiangjun moved over curiously.

"Master, this, is this so?"

After two-thirds of the match, Song Qingshu's face was completely gloomy. After searching for the last few words, he simply sat back on the chair and sighed after a long time.

"Winter is coming!"

(End of this chapter)