Under the dark night, hundreds of riders were galloping towards Yangzhou.
Fortunately, the hooves of all the war horses were wrapped with cotton cloth. Otherwise, such a large group of cavalry attacking at night would definitely alarm the surrounding people, and might even alarm the Yangzhou defenders.
"Hey!" While running, the leading rider suddenly reined in his horse.
The hundreds of horsemen who followed behind also reined in their horses and spread out.
One of the riders rode up to the first rider, bowed his hands and asked, "May I ask, Your Majesty, what is the purpose of bringing your students and waiting for Yin Ye outside Yangzhou City?"
I'm sorry, the leader of this cavalry turned out to be Chongzhen.
Within a few days, Chongzhen led hundreds of scholars to Yangzhou.
Chongzhen reined in his horse and turned around, looking at the group of scholars behind him, including Fang Yizhi, Xia Yunyi, Chen Zilong, Huang Zongxi, Gu Yanwu, Zhu Shunshui, Wu Yingji... hundreds of them.
Among these diligent princes and scholars, there are Jinshi, Juren, and scholars.
But they all have a common identity, that is, they are members of Fushe or children of Donglin Party members.
Even though they have become Qinwang scholars now, they still retain their original identity.
If Chongzhen did not intervene, Fushe and Shiziying would sooner or later merge into one and become a suture monster. At that time, Chongzhen would have nothing to do with the Donglin Party or Fushe.
Chongzhen's eyes swept across the faces of the scholars and said in a deep voice: "Help you get rid of the clan in your heart."
Hundreds of scholars once again showed their tangled expressions. They were caught between the Donglin Party and the Holy Emperor, and they were in a difficult situation.
Fang Yizhi hesitated for a moment, and finally persuaded: "Your Majesty, the abilities of the Donglin Party members are indeed uneven, and many of them are even less capable, so it is inevitable that there will be corpses, but..."
"But what?" Chongzhen interrupted Fang Yizhi, "But everyone in the Donglin Party is a loyal and virtuous minister, right?"
Huang Zongxi said: "It is of course impossible that all of us are loyal ministers and virtuous ministers, but the students think that most of the Donglin Party members are still loyal to the Holy Emperor, loyal to the Ming Dynasty, and loyal to morality."
"Loyal to morality?" Chongzhen said with a hint of sarcasm on his lips, "Huang Zongxi, I forgot to tell you the news that your teacher Liu Zongzhou has retired and returned to Shanyin."
"Has the teacher returned to his hometown in Shanyin?" Huang Zongxi raised his hands and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for informing me."
"You don't have to thank me." Chongzhen said, "Do you know why Mr. Liu Zongzhou suddenly resigned and returned to his hometown?"
"Students know something about this matter." Huang Zongxi said, "My master is already old and did not want to serve in the official position. However, several elders called him again and again and he came back as a last resort. This time he became an official because of his old age."
"Wrong, not because of old age." Chongzhen said coldly, "but because several of his colleagues got him drunk and then sent someone to carry him in a small sedan chair to the boudoir of Zhu Susu, the leader of the old courtyard."
"What?" Huang Zongxi suddenly changed his expression, "Is there such a thing?"
Fang Yizhi, Xia Yunyi, Chen Zilong and other scholars also looked at each other, which was too mean.
Chongzhen went on to say: "When Mr. Liu Zongzhou sobered up, he found that he and Zhu Susu were lying on the same couch and sleeping in the same brocade quilt. It is said that there was a couplet hung in front of the couch: Mandarin ducks in pairs under the quilt.
Yes, a tree plowed down the flowers and crushed the begonia. Mr. Liu Zongzhou almost died on the spot when he saw this couplet."
"Ah this!" Huang Zongxi's face showed a look of anger.
As the saying goes, once a teacher, always a father. Huang Zongxi had always regarded Liu Zongzhou as his father. He never expected that the Donglin Party members would dare to humiliate Liu Zongzhou like this.
Fang Yizhi murmured: "Is there any misunderstanding here?"
"Then you'd better ask Zuo Guangxian and the others," Chongzhen said, "because it was Zuo Guangxian and several other censors who got Mr. Liu Zongzhou drunk."
"Damn it!" Huang Zongxi said angrily, "The student and this old man Zuo Guangxian are at odds with each other!"
After hearing this, Fang Yizhi and other Qinwang scholars who were leaning towards the Donglin Party did not dare to say another word.
Waving his hands, Chongzhen said again: "I brought you here outside Yangzhou City not to tell you Huang Zongxi about Mr. Liu Zongzhou, but to show you a good show."
"A good show?" Fang Yizhi and other scholars looked at each other again.
"That's right, a good show." Chongzhen said solemnly, "a good show of regicide!"
"Ah this?" Fang Yizhi, Huang Zongxi, Gu Yanwu and other scholars suddenly changed their expressions. What a show of regicide? Does the Lord mean that the Donglin Party wants to regicide?
While thinking about it, all the scholars looked towards the northeast in unison.
Because the northeast direction is the canal pier, the holy "Luang Jia" is parked at the canal pier at this time.
Before this, they still didn't understand why the Holy Spirit wanted to get a Luan Jia and follow Lu Zhenfei and Jin Xuan southward, and why he deliberately stopped in Yangzhou and never went south again?
But now they finally understand.
It turns out that this is actually the Holy Spirit's plan to escape the golden cicada and lure the snake out of its hole!
However, Fang Yizhi and others soon comforted themselves in their hearts, no, absolutely not.
The Donglin Party would definitely not do that. The Donglin Party members were all loyal ministers. At most, they wanted to seek co-rule by the Holy Emperor and the scholar-bureaucrats. They would definitely not do such a treasonous thing as regicide.
However, the cruel reality soon shattered the illusions of all the scholars.
Almost as soon as Chongzhen finished speaking, a red light suddenly burst out from the northeast.
The red light coming from the canal wharf reflected on the faces of the Qin princes such as Fang Yizhi, Xia Yunyi, Chen Zilong, Huang Zongxi, Gu Yanwu, Zhu Shunshui and Wu Yingji, and all of them turned pale.
Chongzhen's face didn't look very good either, and he said solemnly: "To see such a big movement, I really underestimated them."
Chongzhen originally thought that the Donglin Party would at most plan a ship-cutting operation and direct another "holy master falls into the water", but he did not expect that they would actually use so much gunpowder to create a shocking explosion?
The commotion this time was so great that many people in the Navy were probably killed.
Most of the more than twenty famous prostitutes in brothels used to confuse people are dead or not alive.
Wang Chengen, Lu Jiude and Gao Qiqian are expected to be fine.
Soon, Hu Guozhu flew over and reported: "Your Majesty, Luan Jia, who was parked at the Yangzhou Canal Pier, was just attacked by unknown thieves. The thieves used no less than six fire boats, and water ghosts dragged an unknown number of underwater mines.
The explosions were detonated simultaneously under the Holy One's Royal Ship, and the Holy One's Royal Ship was directly blown to pieces!"
[Note: Underwater mines are the standard weapon of the Ming Dynasty Navy]
"Ah?" Fang Yizhi, Gu Yanwu and other scholars suddenly changed their expressions.
They even used underwater mines? Now the Donglin Party is really gone!
"Did you hear them all?" Chongzhen sneered, "If I were on the royal ship, I would have been blown to pieces by underwater mines. Is this the loyal minister you call me?"
Fang Yizhi and other scholars lowered their heads in shame.
At this time, they really couldn't even utter a word of defense.
"Humph, the good show in Yangzhou is over, now it's time to go to Nanjing to watch the show."
Chongzhen snorted coldly and said: "Let's go, come with me to Nanjing to watch a theater and see how the Donglin Party staged Lingwu's accession to the throne. I have to say that these people from the Donglin Party are really good at starting party disputes."
Good player."
After Chongzhen finished speaking, he turned around and left.
All the scholars followed him in despair.
…
At this time, we were in Zhutanfang in Nanjing.
"Master? Master!" Gao Hongtu, who was sleeping soundly, was shaken awake by his old wife.
"What's the matter?" Gao Hongtu sat up and asked his old wife sleepily.
The old wife said: "It seems like someone is calling the door. I don't know who it is in the middle of the night."
"I'll go out and take a look, you sleep in your room." Gao Hongtu got up, put on his clothes and went to the outside room.
This is a small courtyard with two rooms in it. As soon as Gao Hongtu walked to the front yard, he happened to see the old servant opening the door, and then a figure squeezed in through the door.
"Hey, who is this?"
The old servant asked anxiously: "Just squeeze in?"
"Uncle Fu, it's me." The man complained to the old servant.
Then he walked up to Gao Hongtu and knelt down straight on the ground, shouting "Master".
"Ah Fu, close the door quickly!" Gao Hongtu quickly signaled the old servant to close the door, and then said to Yuan Pengnian who was kneeling on the ground, "Get up, get up and talk to me, get up!"
But Yuan Pengnian remained motionless and said, "Teacher, my student has just done something big!"
"Shut up, this is not the place to talk." Gao Hongtu stopped Yuan Pengnian and said, "Follow me to the study to talk! Ah Fu, you stay here and watch!"
The last half of the sentence was addressed to the old servant.
The old servant responded and stood behind the gate.
Gao Hongtu turned around and went back to the study, and Yuan Pengnian quickly got up and followed him.
After arriving in the study, Gao Hongtu carefully closed the doors and windows, and then asked Yuan Pengnian: "What did you do?"
Yuan Pengnian's eyes showed uncontrollable excitement, and he said in a deep voice: "Teacher, if nothing happens, the naval guerrilla Du Hongyu should have blown up the royal ship of the Holy Emperor with underwater mines by now."
"What?" Gao Hongtu's expression suddenly changed, "Yuan Pengnian, you want to kill the king!"
"Teacher, the student does not want to kill the king, but has already killed the king!" Yuan Pengnian said with a serious look on his face, showing the glory of a martyr, "The student is even ready to pay the price for this!"
"The price?" Gao Hongtu said angrily, "What price can you pay?"
"It's nothing more than the second Zhang Cha." Yuan Pengnian said, "But if the student's life can be exchanged for the Holy Emperor to rule over him, then he will die without regrets!"
The Zhang Chai mentioned by Yuan Pengnian was the protagonist of one of the three major characters in the late Ming Dynasty.
Armed with a jujube stick, this man marched straight into Ciqinggong, where the crown prince Zhu Changluo lived, and almost killed him with the stick.
"Nonsense!" Gao Hongtu paused and said, "You are not Zhang Cha, and you cannot be Zhang Cha. Who in the world doesn't know that you, Yuan Pengnian, are my disciples, Gao Hongtu? You are really a complete fool!"
"Hu Tu?" Yuan Pengnian was stunned when he heard this.
Yuan Pengnian didn't understand Gao Hongtu's meaning at first.
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