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Chapter Fifty-Four: Home Search

Zhu Ling has already thought about the candidate this time. It is not a random choice, but a decision made based on the person's actions in history. If this person does not die, he will be sorry for the prince below him.

It was Zhu Chunchen, Duke of Chengguo. Speaking of this man, his ancestors had quite a reputation. His name was Zhu Neng, and he was a general during Chengzu's reign. He charged forward in every battle and was brave and good at fighting. He even defeated Geng Bingwen.

Li Jinglong et al.

In the subsequent Battle of Lingbi, he captured 100,000 people. Due to his military exploits, he was awarded the title of Zuo Governor of the Zuo Army Governor's Mansion, Cheng Guogong, and Prince Taifu. Such brilliant and proud achievements and titles were indeed the great achievements of the Ming Dynasty.

Hero.

But for some unknown reason, in this generation of Zhu Chunchen, the power of blood suddenly disappeared. Regardless of whether he was a talented general, even his courage was shameful, and even his loyalty and patriotism were spurned by Li Zicheng.

What this person did almost ruined the last bit of Chongzhen's blood. The moment Li Zicheng broke through the city, Chongzhen sent people to hand over the prince and the two kings of Yongding to him, hoping to take the three people out of the capital and escape to Nanjing.

, and then ascended the throne and restored the country.

But what Chongzhen never expected was that Zhu Chunchen was afraid of being caught and personally handed the prince and the two kings of Yongding into the hands of Li Zicheng. He could be described as a traitor!

Chongzhen, who was afraid that he would die and become a wandering ghost, would break down and cry when he saw this, and he would hate him so much that no one could stop him. But fortunately, Chongzhen did not have to die this time, and the prince under his knees would not be arrested.

So naturally, the one who needed to be dealt with was Zhu Chunchen. When he thought of this, he found it extremely difficult to open his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a little sleepy. The dual pressure on his body and mind made him fall asleep directly on the table.

When Wang Chengen came back, Zhu Ling had been asleep for a long time. Seeing his royal master working so hard, he couldn't help but shed a few tears. His heart was filled with pain. He ordered someone to find a blanket and cover him gently before exiting.

It was already midnight when Zhu Ling woke up the next day. The sun shone dimly in from the outside. The dazzling and scorching light woke him up from his deep sleep. When he opened his eyes, he saw a confused little eunuch leaning against the palace door.

He immediately woke him up and asked him where Wang Chengen was. The little eunuch thought he was going to punish him, so he was so frightened that he knelt down and said in shock: "Your Majesty, father-in-law, he asked me to serve you here last night, and then left.

, and there has been no trace of him till now.”

Just when Zhu Ling was about to go out and search for him personally, Wang Chengen's voice sounded outside the palace.

"Master, I have just made breakfast for you, and I just came here to eat for a while." As he said that, he carefully carried a small bowl made of sapphire with porridge in it and came to his side.

"A bowl of porridge?" Zhu Ling looked at the bowl of porridge and really didn't like it. This was not because he liked delicacies, but because he never liked porridge.

"This is the Poria porridge that the slave asked the imperial kitchen to make. This is the most health-preserving. It is made from dozens of Chinese herbal medicines. People say that Poria is nourishing but not strong, and powerful but not strong. It can not only strengthen the body, but also drive away evil spirits.

The slave has just brought it to you. You have been tired all day, so you can’t wait for those greasy things when you get up in the morning. This one is just right."

Listening to Wang Chengen's introduction, he praised this bowl of Poria porridge so beautifully, but it aroused Zhu Ling, a greedy person who never drank porridge. He took it and took a sip, feeling that there was something in his mouth.

A sweet smell came through, and I felt refreshed immediately.

"Yes, this porridge is good." They finished the porridge quickly and everyone praised the breakfast. Wang Chengen on the side was also very happy.

He put away the bowls and chopsticks and said aimlessly to His Majesty: "It took a lot of effort for me to find these food. Although the journey is not that difficult, it is as sad as Tang Monk's journey to find the scriptures."

"How to say?"

Wang Chengen's sudden words made Zhu Ling a little confused. How could a scene that was originally a joyful scene suddenly become so sad?

"Yesterday, I planned to take advantage of the night to clear out the ministers who were disloyal to His Majesty in the palace as soon as possible, so I took some people there. However, I didn't expect that several ministers ignored my words at all. I said this was your Majesty's oral order to rebuild the East Factory.

, we must consider cleaning up the inner palace, but those people are still arrogant and domineering, insisting on seeing the imperial edict, and finally beat up several of my subordinates."

Wang Chengen couldn't help but burst into tears and felt sad in his heart. Although he had not been taught a lesson by several internal officials, his men were beaten severely. If they were not afraid of making a big fuss, they would not be afraid of killing a few of them.

It also depends on the owner when beating a dog. If they hit their own person, they are clearly bullying him for his cowardice.

"Even this morning, when my servant was making Poria porridge for Your Majesty, those few secretly stopped me from making it, and I almost didn't get it for Your Majesty."

Hearing this, Zhu Ling immediately slapped the table and stood up, his eyes bursting with strong flames, and he couldn't help but feel a ball of anger in his heart. He immediately said in a cold voice: "Those ministers seem to think that they live too long, you go

Find Gao Wencai and ask him to lend a hundred royal guards to clean up the inner palace as soon as possible and then build the East Factory. I don't have much time to stay in the capital."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

"By the way, how many people can be pulled out this afternoon?"

Hearing His Majesty's question, Wang Cheng'en pondered for a while and replied: "If the slaves tighten up a little bit, there can be hundreds of people after a lot of trouble."

"Then tighten it up. Remember, your Dongchang is not all slaves. There are more thugs. Use your advantage. What else can a group of weak slaves do except serve tea and pour water?

Do we all expect to become someone like you? That will have to wait for another lifetime."

After saying that, he stood up and walked down. Wang Chengen immediately stepped aside and stood aside. Seeing that His Majesty was about to go out, he hurriedly went up and said: "Your Majesty trusts this servant, and I will naturally do my best."

His Majesty's last words spoke directly to his heart. He praised himself by talking about the faults of other slaves, and also hinted to him that if I don't die in this life, it will be you and no one else.

These words were originally about those slaves, but they were all about praising him, which really made him feel happy.

"Please do something for me tonight. You and Jin Yiwei are together, but you are responsible. Jin Yiwei is just to assist you and help you deal with emergencies. Dongchang has been abolished since the second year, and it is now fifteen years old.

It’s been 20 years, so if we want to rebuild, we must do something big.”

Zhu Ling stood at the door of the palace, looked at the vast sky and said slowly. Wang Chengen's ability to stay with Chongzhen for the last moment without surrendering like several other eunuchs was already the greatest loyalty. Regardless of whether it was corruption or whether it was a clique for personal gain, his heart will always be the same.

It's still from him.

"What is your Majesty going to do tonight?"

After hearing these words from His Majesty, Wang Chengen was naturally eager to prove himself, and he couldn't help but feel a little impatient.

"The imperial court doesn't have enough money."

When Zhu Ling said these words, he immediately understood. It seemed that something big was going to happen to that family member or minister tonight, but this was not what he wanted to consider. What he was thinking in his heart

, these people deserve to die.

"Zhu Chunchen, Duke of Chengguo, has been a little restless recently. He has married many concubines and given birth to many children. He has spent hundreds of taels of silver a day. Where does this money come from? The imperial salary is only so much.

, even if it is Tian Duo, it is impossible to have only that many, tonight it depends on you from Dongchang."



Duke Cheng's Mansion

A large group of people gathered near the Duke's Mansion late at night and hid in various houses. Everyone had a knife in their hand, and many of them were riding tall horses. Everyone held their breath and waited quietly for the next order.

.

"Meet the prince and his father-in-law, he is a high-ranking official and has high literary talent, and he is guarding thousands of households in royal robes."

Throughout the entire Ming Dynasty, most of the time it was the Director of Ceremonies who was in charge of Dongchang and Jinyiwei, and his status was above them, so there was no problem with such words.

"Our family has followed the emperor's instructions and searched Duke Cheng's mansion tonight. Jin Yiwei is assisting Dongchang. He is only responsible for keeping watch on the surrounding area and giving some money to the people around him so that they can make excuses.

, this matter will not spread so quickly."

Wang Chengen sat on a pearwood chair, with a steady demeanor and dignified words, quite like a master.

"Please don't worry, father-in-law."

Gao Wencai only belongs to a thousand households, so he is naturally extremely respectful when facing the master of the East Factory, the Supervisor of Lisheng.

"Okay, tell them to take action, Your Majesty is still waiting."

Following Wang Chengen's order, a nearby eunuch immediately waved his hand, and the Dongchang people hiding nearby immediately rushed forward with their swords drawn.

After a while, wailing and screaming were heard from inside, but the sound disappeared immediately.

"Just think of it as dedicating yourself to the Ming Dynasty."


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