Chang Yu looked at the man in front of him. He was in his forties, wearing a leather hat and a big coat. He looked a little nervous and mysterious. He looked around and whispered: "Good things from the palace." Then he took out an object from his arms.
, Chang Yu took it and took a closer look. Damn it, this is a hairpin with the character "kun" in the shape of a phoenix. It belongs to the Kunxing Princess Pavilion!
"Why do you have such an object?" Chang Yu wondered, and the man chuckled: "You don't care how it came here, I will sell it to you at a suitable price." After saying that, he looked around a few times warily: "
If you are not in a hurry to sell it, hey, you can get a good price on this thing."
"Is this stolen?" Chang Yu said casually and looked at the hairpin carefully at the light. After hearing this, the man couldn't help frowning: "Brother, why are you speaking so unpleasantly? You must be a rich man because of your extraordinary momentum."
How could the young master be so ignorant of the rules..."
"Fake!" Before the man finished speaking, Chang Yu could tell there was something fishy. Although the workmanship of this hairpin was quite exquisite, it was still a little inferior to the workmanship in the palace. Although ordinary people could hardly see the flaws,
, but Chang Yu has been involved in these objects, and you can see the clues if you look carefully.
The man frowned when he heard this, stretched out his hand to take the object back, and cursed: "If you don't know the goods, why don't you shut up..." Chang Yu waved his hand, and the man snatched it away, and he was furious: "
Are you going to steal it..." Before he could finish his words, he was kicked over by Chang Yu. Just when the man was about to shout, he was suddenly held down by several strong men who came out of nowhere, and he was suddenly frightened.
His face turned blue, and he kept begging for mercy: "Young man has eyesight but cannot see Mount Tai. Master, please forgive me..."
"Just give him a good beating and let him know our rules. If he does it again, he will be taken to the Yamen!" Chang Yu snorted coldly, put the hairpin in his arms, and walked towards Zhengyang Gate, with Zheng Chenggong following behind.
Confused, Chang Yu explained the reason, and then he suddenly realized that Princess Kunxing came to the Yamen today to talk to Chang Yu about this matter, and Chang Yu immediately ordered his men to start investigating the matter. The princess's matter is not trivial.
People from Dongchang Yamen immediately dispatched. When these counterfeiters heard the news, they knew they couldn't afford to offend them, so they wanted to ship the goods quickly, but they didn't expect that the goods had accidentally bumped into the real owner.
After hearing the reason, Zheng Chenggong laughed so hard that he almost burst into tears. He bluntly said that the man was really unlucky. Chang Yu also couldn't laugh or cry, and said: "That man is really blind. He actually said that the governor looks like a rich man. Obviously,
Mr. Fusong is the real rich man. You think he is blind or not, he deserves to be unlucky."
Zheng Chenggong said quickly: "The governor's temperament is extraordinary and rare in the world. He does have some discernment."
"Don't learn to say compliments like others," Chang Yu said with a chuckle. Zheng Chenggong didn't even dare to say so. The two of them arrived in front of Zhengyang Gate one after another. At this time, the city gate happened to be closed, so Chang Yu could naturally ask the door to be opened.
, but he had no intention of leaving the city. He pointed at the Zhengyang Gate Tower and said to Zheng Chenggong: "Climb high and look far."
There are seven gates outside Beijing and nine inside. The entrance to the city gate at each city gate is heavily guarded no matter day or night, especially at night. For ordinary people, not to mention climbing the city, you will be scolded by the guards on duty to get away as soon as you approach. If you don't agree,
If so, you will be turned into a hedgehog in minutes.
Some people may wonder, do ordinary people have no chance to go to the city?
In the early Ming Dynasty, it was true that except for soldiers, ordinary people were not allowed to go to the city, but the common people also liked to climb mountains and enjoy the spring, which caused great resentment among the people. The ministers took advantage of it, and Zhu Yuanzhang ordered that the city be open to the public every sixteenth day.
In Japan, people were allowed to go to the city. In the late Ming Dynasty, the rules were loosened, especially in small local towns. But for the capitals of the two capitals, they were still relatively strict. It was fine when there was no war, but in wartime it was absolutely impossible for ordinary people to go to the city without orders.
But Chang Yu could go straight up. When he arrived at the entrance to the city, the officer on duty had been replaced by someone from Dongchang. The officers and soldiers who were originally on duty could only stand guard on the outside. They didn't know who was coming, but
I know they are from Dongchang, because only people from Dongchang have this authority, and even the Jin Yiwei can't think of dispatching them so casually.
There was a strong wind on top of the city. Zheng Chenggong bundled up his clothes tightly and followed Chang Yu. The young man in front of him stopped talking since he entered the city. Sometimes he walked slowly with his hands behind his back, and sometimes he leaned against the city wall and looked at the players' lights.
Jiujiuchang Yu breathed a sigh of relief: "Compared with Nanjing, how does Beijing compare?"
"Although they are both capitals, Nanjing is more prosperous and more artistic. Beijing is too depressed, especially in winter..." Zheng Chenggong thought for a while and said softly. Chang Yu nodded slightly and asked again: "Did you know
Why is Beijing so depressed?”
"It is located in the bitter cold in the north..." Zheng Chenggong paused: "And after all, Nanjing is the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties with a long history." Chang Yu chuckled, maybe: "But there is another reason, this is the gate of the Ming Dynasty! He has endured too much
too much!"
"The Gate of the Ming Dynasty" Zheng Chenggong recited silently while looking at the Forbidden City not far away.
Chang Yu continued: "It is respectable for the emperor to guard the country's gates! However, in the past few decades, internal and external humiliations have continued one after another, and rebellious officials, traitors and those dog Tatars have come here one after another to act wild and break down the door." After saying this, he gritted his teeth and said: "
No matter how they came, I will beat them back, and whoever has been here before will be killed one by one by me!"
Not sure if it was the cold weather or the murderous aura spreading on Chang Yu's body, Zheng Chenggong couldn't help but shuddered. He looked at the young man next to the wall. He was obviously not tall, but the pressure on his body was like a heavy rain, which was suffocating.
The two of them climbed up to the Zhengyang Gate Tower and looked at the feasting and feasting of the outer city gate for a while, and for a while they looked at the deserted Forbidden City in the inner city. Then they walked west along the city wall and looked at the dark outside the city, looking at the military industry station and military hospital in the distance.
There was a little firelight, and there were a few faint spots of light on the Western Mountain further away.
"Master Fusong, do you know where the fire is?" Chang Yu pointed to the west. Zheng Chenggong hurriedly said: "I heard it is the Royal Academy under construction. It is comparable to the Imperial Academy but different from the Imperial Academy." Chang Yu chuckled: "The Imperial Academy trains officials for the imperial court.
, the Royal Academy trains all kinds of talents for Ming Dynasty, and they are the future of Ming Dynasty."
"Then, after it is completed, can I go to study at the end of the school?" Zheng Chenggong asked.
Chang Yu shook his head: "Of course you can go, but there is no need to go."
"Please make it clear, Mr. Governor." Zheng Chenggong didn't understand. Chang Yu laughed loudly: "Those who study literature and practice martial arts, all walks of life pay attention to talent. Mr. Fusong is not a good person in terms of knowledge."
Zheng Chenggong was not angry after hearing this: "I have long heard that the governor is good at knowing people, but I don't know what he is doing at the end of his studies."
Chang Yu glanced at him: "You are a good man who leads troops to fight. Wouldn't it be great to gallop on the battlefield and make achievements!"
With just one sentence, Zheng Chenggong's blood boiled immediately and he knelt down on the spot: "I also hope that Lord Governor will support you. Cheng Chenggong is willing to join the army with Lord Governor!"
Chang Yu raised his hand and helped him up: "There are many ways to join the army, so you may not have to follow this governor. Your father is in charge of the navy and is invincible across the sea. In the future, when the Ming Dynasty expands its territory, your father, you, and your family will definitely be relied upon by the court.
, then there is nothing wrong with being granted the title of king or marquis!"
Zheng Chenggong's eyes immediately lit up, brighter than the stars in the sky!
Smart people always understand something clearly.
Chang Yu is good at painting cakes to buy people's hearts, but this time he did not feed the cake directly to Zheng Zhilong but borrowed it from his son. This is also a psychological tactic. Although Zheng Zhilong is the overlord of one party, he is already middle-aged and has the most vigorous life in his life.
The climax of his career has passed, his ambitions have gradually faded away, and the passion and aggressiveness of young people have disappeared. What he is pursuing is a sense of stability. This is similar to Li Zicheng's current state of mind, so Chang Yu wants to borrow the Zheng family's golden second son.
Zheng Zhilong is inspired by the Zheng Chenggong of the modern era. Even if you have no ambition or passion, you must think about the second generation. Even if you do not overcome obstacles for them, you cannot stand in the way. Although you are ambitious, if you can help the second generation to make contributions,
Being granted the title of Marquis by a king is really a matter of honoring one's ancestors!