Early spring in February, Shangjinbei Village, Ningde County, Funing Prefecture, Fujian Province.
Miao Ruiyun's maid Zhuxiang came down from the bullock cart.
At the end of the afternoon, when the light is the best of the day, in front of almost every house in the village, there are women of all ages gathering together to carve ox horn combs.
Fujian's horn combs were not only popular throughout the Ming Dynasty, but also a hot commodity in Yuegang maritime trade. Foreigners who finally looked forward to the Ming Dynasty opening up the country again like the Song and Yuan Dynasties saw the gold-edged grates in the Fujian horn combs for the first time.
, was amazed by the miraculous craftsmanship of oriental craftsmen.
On the grate, which is only half the width of an adult's hand, there are seventy or eighty toothed needles evenly spaced and densely arranged. The needle body is straight and the tooth head is rounded. It can comb through the most tangled knots in the most gentle and comfortable way.
Knotted hair.
It is not easy to complete such a work with wood, let alone horns.
And if those stunned foreigners are willing to pay more than one penny per handful, they can buy products engraved with exquisite flowers and plants, landscapes and pavilions, and even beautiful ladies. They can cross the waves and return to the Middle East or the continent of Europe. This way
After selling the horn comb, adventurers can get four to five times the profit.
The Fujian horn comb, which could be supplied in large quantities, was small, light and did not take up space, brought a lot of silver to the emperor of tomorrow.
However, few people know that in this era, the really expensive gold-coated horn combs did not come from Fuzhou, but from this small village in Ningde County, Shangjinbei.
It’s not the Western comics sold to Tsukiko, but it appears in the middle of the hair buns of Japanese aristocratic women...
The maid Zhuxiang greeted the villagers casually and walked slowly to the big house at the east end of the village.
A man in regular clothes who was fishing by the stream stood up to greet her.
"Miss Zhuxiang, General Zheng Shen has already gone up the mountain."
Zhuxiang nodded to him, and without saying much, walked straight along the mountain path with the shadows of the trees to an ancient temple ahead.
When the cigarette smoke was nearly a foot away, Zhuxiang did not step into the temple gate, but continued to climb the stairs from the side and came to a cemetery hidden in the dense forest on the mountainside.
"Cang Rang", several guards drew their swords at the same time, and when they heard Zhu Xiang calmly singing "Jiang Zuo's legacy minister, loyal and righteous", they all withdrew their weapons.
One of the guards came up, cupped his fists, and asked softly: "Who is your Majesty?"
"At the knees of Princess Songjiang, Miao Zhuxiang."
The guards became more and more respectful and led the way, taking Zhuxiang deep into the cemetery.
As soon as Zhuxiangfu stopped, he knelt down beside the tall column made of blue stones. After announcing his identity again, he kowtowed to the stele in front of him a few times, then he lay on the ground and said respectfully: "Princess Princess and General Liu, please send me your greetings."
Mr. Zheng Ge, Mr. Zheng Shen will send you his regards."
In front of the stupa engraved with "The Golden Buddha Riyuanming Master's Third Generation Cang Haizhu Zen Master's Pagoda", two men sitting on futons looked at Zhuxiang.
The cassock-wearing monk known as Ge Lao is in his sixties, has a gray beard and a kind face.
The "general" opposite the monk was a middle-aged man in his thirties, with sharp eyebrows and leopard eyes, and a stern expression. Although he was not wearing armor, he still had the power to accumulate on the battlefield.
"Put down the news about the princess and go down the mountain to pay homage to your family." The old monk said warmly.
Zhuxiang raised her head and said yes, took out a letter and held it to the young novice beside her.
The middle-aged general also managed to show some kindness and said: "Miss Zhuxiang, when you came up, you saw Zheng Xu fishing at the mansion?"
"Going back to the General, I met Brother Zheng."
"Well, please go find him again. This year I have kept fifty of the best gold-wrapped horn combs, all engraved with Ma Lin's paintings that the princess can appreciate. You can take them back to Songjiang and submit them to the county.
Lord, she can keep it to reward others."
Zhuxiang was about to say thank you for the gift, but she heard the old monk slowly say: "Don't take it. The Songjiang switch is about to come, and the Japanese are afraid that many goods will flow back to the south of the Yangtze River. If those warriors were in despair and sold the gold combs back to the Ming Dynasty, they would appear in
Songjiang…”
The middle-aged general immediately realized that he had not considered it carefully and hurriedly said: "The teachings of Mr. Ge are correct."
Zhuxiang then bowed and left.
The two descendants of Zheng Qia, the "left minister of Jiangzuo", faced the stupa again, just like the nephews and nephews of the previous generations of the Zheng family, they paid homage to Emperor Jianwen's spirit in heaven before returning to the Zen hall of the Buddhist temple.
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The old monk was Zheng Qia's sixth eldest grandson, Zheng Lang. The middle-aged man was Zheng Lang's cousin Zheng Yi, whose current public identity was that of Yu Zigao's naval commander.
Two hundred years ago, when King Yan Zhu Di's "uncle made his nephew rebel" and captured the city of Nanjing, Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen disguised himself as a monk and fled south with his eldest son Zhu Wenkui, accompanied by Zheng Qia and other ministers. Hanlin bachelors who stayed in Nanjing
Fang Xiaoru was killed outside Nanjing because he refused to draft the edict for Zhu Di's accession to the throne.
It is said among the people that at that time, Fang Xiaoru was ordered by Zhu Di to "execute the ten tribes", and there were more "disciples" than the "nine tribes".
But in fact, many members of the Fang family were protected by martyrs from all walks of life who respected Fang Xiaoru's character. Many of them were rescued and survived incognito. Liu Shimin, Wang Yuesheng, etc. are all descendants of the Fang family.
Miao Ruiyun's father is Zheng Qia's fifth-generation grandson-in-law, and his mother is Zhu Wenkui's sixth-generation princess.
After Emperor Jianwen fled to Ningde, Fujian, he ordered some civil servants and generals to assist the seven-year-old prince Zhu Wenkui in sailing to sea to preserve his bloodline, while he and Zheng Qia stayed in Fujian to hide.
The regime that was bloodbathed by King Yan that year was like a grassy slope that even fire could not eradicate.
When the usurper began to taste the sweetness of imperial power, the grass seeds flew to the ends of the earth in various ways, surviving tenaciously in the darkness inside and outside the territory of the Ming Empire.
The Zhu family, the Zheng family, the Fang family, and another twenty-one ministers who followed Emperor Jianwen, they spread their branches and had a huge group of direct descendants and relatives. Two hundred years were not enough to eliminate the "prosperity collapsed overnight"
", the hatred of "the wife and the child were separated in an instant", the painstaking planning of the outstanding talent Zheng Qia and his descendants, and the maintenance of the order of hierarchy and the performance of their duties in the dark network world.
What if the descendants of Zhu Di in the Forbidden City who were obsessed with fighting beasts, taking drugs or refusing to go to court knew that in the Zhu family in this dark web world, the monks in the small mountain village of Ningde were called "chief assistants", eunuchs without roots
If an old woman who was called a "general" and served as a maid under the enemy's roof was called a "princess princess", she would definitely be laughed at with contempt.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! But if there is a ghost, Zhu Di underground knew that the descendants of Emperor Jianwen had already extended their influence beyond the Ming Dynasty, and even absorbed people like Ma Xianglin who had a murderous relationship with the faint emperor.
With the strong support of his father's hatred, and looking at his unscrupulous descendants, Zhu Di's coffin may not be able to be covered.
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In the inner room of the meditation hall, Zheng Lang tore open the lacquer envelope and took out Miao Ruiyun's letterhead. Seeing the code on the letterhead, he turned over and took out a Buddhist scripture from the bookshelf. After opening it, he compared the numbers on the letterhead and copied the contents of the Buddhist scripture.
The Chinese characters of , then connect them together to read through.
After a while, he called Zheng Yi in who was waiting outside.
"The princess said that more than ten thousand Sichuan troops trained by Ma Xianglin in Tongzhou were successively sent to Shanhaiguan and other places. After General Liu took charge of the Suhang Weaving Bureau, by the end of last year, he had produced about two hundred thousand taels of silver."
After hearing this, Zheng Yi thought for a while and said happily: "General Liu has great prestige in Nanzhili. Everyone from officials to businessmen understands that he played an important role in the Songjiang Switch. These people are the most sophisticated and must understand that the Songjiang Switch was the first
One year, the amount of money General Liu sent to the inner treasury was significantly higher than that of Yuegang, so the man on the dragon throne would ignore the complaints of the old smuggling merchants from the Jin gentry in Zhejiang Province."
Zheng Lang nodded: "That's the truth. Just like you, General Yu, you contribute a lot of money to the inner treasury every year, so General Liu should make even more money in the future."
After a pause, he said again: "Ayi, General Liu's fifty thousand taels of silver will be here soon. You can take it and help Liu Xiang recruit people."
On the pretext of returning to his hometown to worship his ancestors, Zheng Yi rushed from the Xiamen Guard Station to Ningde to meet Zheng Lang. He indeed wanted the money.
In the secret room with no outsiders, Zheng Yi became much closer to Zheng Lang, the "chief assistant".
"Uncle, there was no need to be so anxious. I didn't expect that the Zheng family that the princess told my uncle was Yan Siqi's old friend. He persuaded Xu Xinsu, and Xu Xinsu persuaded General Yu to really fight the Dutch.
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"Hurry is a good thing," Zheng Lang said calmly with his eyes slightly closed, twisting his beads, "We asked Liu Xiang to leave Hirado and rush to Taiwan to join Yan Siqi, just to let him take advantage of the opportunity to recruit troops for Yan Siqi to recruit us from overseas.
people were transported into Taiwan. Now is a good opportunity to prevent Yan Siqi from becoming suspicious. It would be great to fight the Dutch, train the troops, and see how Yu Zigao's good artillery is used. Besides, Japan, it turns out, and Fran
Several big names I have good relations with hate the Dutch the most, so this time we happened to lobby, and it was our idea to persuade Yu Zigao and Yan Siqi to join forces to deal with the red hair."
Zheng Yi agreed, kept silent, and finally couldn't help but ask: "Uncle, that Zheng Haizhu has a good idea. Is she really not one of us?"
Zheng Lang opened his eyes with a look of regret: "No. It hasn't been the case since her grandfather's generation. My lord still has the mind of a saint. I believe that your uncle just doesn't want to inherit the responsibilities of the Zheng family, but will abide by the secret."
Otherwise, if envoys were sent from overseas to kill your uncle, how could you still have this little granddaughter of the Zheng family who is favored by the princess?"