At night, in the grocery store at the end of the alley, Liu Ziguang frowned and asked, "Is this plan feasible?" Peng Jingrong nodded and said, "The money we give him is enough to allow his descendants to live a life of wealth in the capital for three generations. In any case,
It is much better than staying in Temasek and being a vassal king with big bullets. My husband can rest assured that His Highness is a man who is on the road and knows how to deal with good and evil."
His Royal Highness Alabama, the vassal king of Majiadora, is now an international student at the Nanjing Imperial College. This young prince has always yearned for the culture of the Celestial Dynasty and has little interest in aloofness. Since he has seen the prosperity of the capital and the beauty of the women of the Celestial Dynasty,
After that, he lingered even more and couldn't care less about Shu. Liu Ziguang was a kind man. Since he occupied someone else's country, he would naturally compensate him in other ways. Therefore, in addition to part of the daily expenses provided by the Lifan Yuan, His Royal Highness Alabama also
Most of them are supplied by the China Merchants Bureau, and he spends a lot of money every day. Alabama also knows how much Marquis Zhenwu takes care of him, so when Peng Jingwei politely asked him to abdicate the throne, the prodigal prince actually agreed immediately.
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Peng Jinrong paid His Royal Highness Alabama 10,000 shares of China Merchants Group and one million taels of cash. He also gave him a guard of 200 people, all equipped with the latest firecrackers, and promised him to stay in the Ming Dynasty.
No matter what he committed, he could settle it. Alabama wrote a note according to Peng Jinrong's dictation, specially signed the date as the day before the little marquis was born, and then stuffed it into a large pile of notes in the Lifan Courtyard and sent it to the palace.
, this time difference is theoretically feasible, because the documents of the Lifan Yuan are not very important, and it is normal for the emperor to see them only a few days in the evening.
Peng Jinrong came over from Shanghai by train overnight after receiving the telegram. She did not expect to encounter such a difficult matter as soon as she arrived. Fortunately, she was resourceful and quickly came up with a countermeasure. It was really a big deal for Alabama to give up the throne.
A clever move. In this way, the emperor's suspicion would be eliminated before it was put into actual actions that were detrimental to Liu Ziguang.
"That's all. But I will keep this debt on that castrated dog and settle it with him sooner or later." Liu Ziguang said bitterly.
"Just bear with it for now. Wei Zhongxian is a person close to the emperor. Touching him is tantamount to challenging the imperial power and tantamount to rebellion. As a last resort, let's not use Qingjun's trick. By the way, is there any investigation by the Qintian Prison and who is it?
How do you calculate this birth date?" Peng Jinrong asked.
"There's no time to tell the child's fortune, but what you said reminds me, this little brat doesn't really have such a fate, right?" Liu Ziguang was so bold that he didn't dare to say the words "Nine-Fifth Lord"
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"Secretly find a few gentlemen to do the calculations, and let people take the horoscopes to other places to do the calculations. Don't alert anyone. If every fortune teller says this, then..." Peng Jingrong did not dare to say the next words. China has been doing it for thousands of years.
The most taboo thing about the feudal rule of China is this. If a powerful official usurps the throne in a certain dynasty, let alone the nephew of the current emperor, so what if he is his own son? Those who deserve to be destroyed will be destroyed.
The couple fell silent. At this time, the baby's earth-shattering cry came from the depths of the alley. Is this little thing really a dragon? It has caused so many troubles since its birth, and it seems that it will not happen again in the future.
Calm down.
"Master Marquis, I have something to report." A man in casual clothes came to the door of the grocery store. Liu Ziguang looked up and saw that it was the palace guard's confidant who had arrived, so he nodded to indicate to him that there were no outsiders here and he could report it.
"Yesterday, a young eunuch was executed with a cane in the palace. The crime was that the memorial was burned in a fire." After the guard finished speaking, he put on his hat and hurried away. There was only so much news. It is not known exactly what memorial was burned, but according to Liu Ziguang and
Peng Jingrong's cleverness would naturally immediately think of the twist in Alabama's abdication of the throne.
"You bitch, if you dare to do this, you won't be afraid of getting burned. I'll turn around and ask Alabama to write another one... No!" Liu Ziguang suddenly jumped up as he spoke, "Alabama is in trouble!"
Who is Wei Zhongxian, the chief eunuch of the Supervisor of Ceremonies? He is a human being who has grown up in the palace since he was a child. He is the admiral of the East Factory. He wants tricks and tactics and men and horses. How can he do something without a back-up plan? The little eunuch kills
Okay, can't the feudal king be killed? The Nanyang feudal king in a small and small land can only kill him, and he can't afford to cause any trouble.
Liu Ziguang's guess was correct. When he rushed to Alabama's apartment with a group of guards anxiously, it was already a sea of fire. Alabama's apartment was built in the Nanyang architectural style and was made entirely of wood. It was late winter.
The dry climate is easy to catch fire. There is a raging fire in the yard. The intensity of the fire is amazing. Fortunately, the house is located in the center of the yard and is not adjacent to other buildings, so the fire will not spread. What I saw is
It couldn't be saved. The neighbors who came to put out the fire with buckets of water stopped and watched from a distance.
"This fire is really big, I'm afraid all the people inside will be burned to death."
"That's for sure. I heard that some kind of prince from Nanyang lives here."
"Well, so what if you are a prince? Why don't you just send the ashes back to your hometown and bury them?"
It was late at night, so Alabama and his entourage must have been killed in his dream, and then Dongchang Fanzi set fire to destroy the corpses and eliminate traces. Dongchang was still very organized in doing things, and there would definitely be no trace of arson afterward.
The evidence, then again, so what if we find it, what can we do if everyone is dead.
The fire brigade of the Wucheng Soldiers and Horses Division arrived with water trucks and pumps and began spraying water from a distance. Liu Ziguang looked at the flames soaring into the sky for a long time before turning around and leaving.
After returning, Liu Ziguang sat down in the grocery store with a sullen face and didn't say anything for a long time. Peng Jinrong knew from the look on his face that Alabama was doomed, but this was not the only bad thing. After a long time, Peng Jinrong still took out a lake
The telegram from Guangdong was handed to him.
Liu Ziguang took it and took a look, and his heart was filled with anger. It turned out that something happened to the second investigation team as soon as they arrived in Wuhan. The mysterious killer burned all the case files, complaint, and confessions, and also killed several Nanchang workers who were responsible for protecting the safety of the investigation team.
Fanzi, it’s simply too arrogant and unscrupulous!
The murderer is very sophisticated and did not leave any clues, which is even more depressing. Liu Ziguang has made too many enemies. The Donglin Party, Jinyiwei, Dongchang, and the Manchu Military Aircraft Department may have done this. He has been tricked and cannot be found.
When your opponent takes revenge, you can really choke them to death.
"What should I do?" Peng Jingrong asked gently.
"We should stay the same to cope with the ever-changing situation, but we must be fully prepared. Come here!" Liu Ziguang gave an order, and all the red-shirted generals who had been summoned by Peng Jinrong clasped their heels together and straightened their chests.
Although they didn't know exactly what happened, one thing they knew was that someone was going to harm their commander.
"The Red Shirt Regiment has entered the first level of battle. All muskets and cannons are ready with three bases of ammunition. All the Nanchang fans have dispersed and asked me for information. The students from the Jingshi Lecture Hall have fired live ammunition and sharpened their swords and guns. They are ready at any time.
After entering active service, send a telegram to Qingdao Li Yan. Navy Bu Yong boarded the ship in full force and headed south immediately. The gunboats still undergoing sea trials at the Jiangnan Shipyard must be outfitted immediately and loaded with ammunition to enter the Yangtze River waterway, as well as the two ships on the riverside.
Brigade Song warship, take Zhao Wen's military talisman, let them weigh anchor and light a fire, and the sailors enter the fighting position. In this way, you gentlemen, please listen to my orders at any time and disband."
After Liu Ziguang finished speaking, everyone's faces became serious. They clasped their fists and promised Liu Ziguang that they would defend the commander to the death, and then left one after another.
After the generals left, Liu Ziguang sat down on a chair, dejected. Peng Jingrong asked in a low voice: "What are the chances of winning?"
"I don't know. The main force of the Red Shirt Regiment is in Qingdao. There are only a thousand people in the capital, and there are so many women and children and their families. The soldiers in the Jiangwu Hall are only fifteen or sixteen-year-old children. Nanchang fanzi can still spy on the information.
Okay, frontal combat is not as good as the Wucheng Army and Horse Division. The Wucheng Army and Horse Division was hollowed out by the Donglin Party. Zhong Shouyong is not fully in control and cannot help. The total strength plus the sailors from the Song Dynasty is only 3,000.
We have a force of 100,000 troops from the Beijing camp, 30,000 imperial guards, and thousands of Dongchang soldiers. What do you think is the chance of winning?"
After listening to Liu Ziguang's words, Peng Jinrong also fell into deep thought. Liu Ziguang never thought about rebelling, but his character and his origin determined that he was not the kind of person who was loyal to the emperor and willing to wait for death, let alone someone else's butcher knife.
Putting it on the head of his newly-born child is bound to cause a strong backlash from him. If he really fights with his face, I am afraid that the foundation he has accumulated over the years will be destroyed. After all, this world is still the world of the Zhu family, so he rebels.
How much public support can it get? How much support from local officials? These are all unknown...
Liu Ziguang was just preparing for a rainy day. After all, the emperor had not made any move against him. The Red Shirt Regiment system was like a monolith. No one could tell that it was loose on the outside and tight on the inside. It was also common for the Jiangwu Hall to conduct live-fire exercises, so there was no need to worry about his preparations.
The emperor was alerted, and what he had to do now was to wait for the emperor's reaction.
The emperor's decree arrived at Liu Ziguang the next day, and a young eunuch announced Zhu Youxiao's oral instructions, asking Marquis Zhenwu to bring his son into the palace, so that the queen and the late emperor's concubines could see it and receive the reward.
"Sure enough, they are going to take action. They are not even willing to let go of the little baby." Liu Ziguang said. He didn't take off his clothes to rest all night. He wore soft armor on his body and was fully armed to deal with emergencies at any time. Zeng
Cheng Cheng was not aware of it at all. It was still a group of nannies who were laughing and coaxing the child. They had no idea that a sudden disaster was about to befall this unfortunate child.