"Your Highness, it is the duty of the Yamen to judge cases!"
The county magistrate of Jiangning, Hu Chong, who is now acting as the prefect of Yingtian (Nanjing), met King Yu head-on and spoke righteously.
As the first official to take refuge, from the magistrate to the magistrate of Yingtian, especially in a position like Nanjing, the triple jump is indescribable.
It's like an ordinary county magistrate in later generations, who rose to the rank of mayor of the capital, and then became a national-level leader.
"yamen?"
King Yu was a little tired. He took a sip of strong tea and said casually:
"Nanjing is the capital after all, one of the two capitals of the Ming Dynasty. It is not a place where filth is hidden."
"I don't have any other request. I just want to clean up the entire city of Nanjing, both on the surface and inside..."
Seeing that the latter was a little confused, Zhu Yixi emphasized: "Today's Nanjing City is not what I want."
When Hu Chong heard this, he fell silent.
Immediately, my heart felt hot again.
This is an opportunity, an opportunity to completely win your heart.
Although the King of Yu was supervising the country in Luoyang, he never ascended the throne. There were a large number of vacancies in the cabinet, six ministries, nine ministers, and southern provinces.
Although he temporarily took over the post of Yingtian Magistrate, he only took advantage of it and would have to step down sooner or later.
And during this time, you have to cherish it.
"Your Highness, are you talking about nobles?"
Hu Chong looked around and saw that there were only eunuchs serving him, so he said cautiously.
Zhu Yixi was stunned, looked at him in surprise, and said bluntly: "Yes, including nobles."
include……
Hu Chong muttered in his heart. After thinking for a while, he immediately realized: The imperial court is a member of the Donglin Party.
But I am also a Donglin Party member!
Seeing Hu Chong's face turn from red to white, then blue to white again, his face full of solemnity, King Yu smiled.
Still a smart man.
"Let me tell you the truth!"
Zhu Yixi stood up, walked around, and brought him to the pavilion of Xiaohu, with a lazy expression:
"In addition to those nobles who are greedy for life and afraid of death, there are many unloyal and weak-minded courtiers who can no longer stay in Nanjing."
"It's their choice to become an official, live in seclusion, or go to Guangxi or Guizhou."
"As for those like you who endure humiliation and bear the burden and are unable to decide your own direction, you can choose to use it——"
Choose and use it?
How to choose? Who will choose?
All this is self-evident.
A smart person like him who understands current affairs should put it to good use.
Thinking of this, he was shocked and said in high spirits: "What His Highness said is absolutely true."
"I don't bother to fabricate evidence to frame someone, so I decided to start with the gangsters in the market and extend backwards bit by bit..."
Zhu Yixi sneered and said: "How can those high-rise mansions and the homes of ministers be as clean as imagined?"
This is drawing money from the bottom of the cauldron!
Hu Chong was amazed in his heart.
If we suppress it politically, there will still be a chance for future generations to make a comeback.
But starting from the actual murder cases one after another, it can be said that it is nailed to the coffin board.
"Your Majesty, I understand."
Hu Chong said seriously.
"Understood? That's good."
Prince Yu was in a better mood: "After all, you have been a magistrate, and now you are a magistrate. You must cooperate well in secret."
After a while, Hu Chong felt inexplicably better.
From today on, his hat will be stained with the blood of his colleagues and even his superiors.
But he doesn't care, as long as he can be promoted and stand on the side of the winner, it will be enough to leave his name in history.
…
His Royal Highness Prince Yu was busy stabilizing the situation in Nanjing, but the news that Nanjing City had been breached spread like the wind, instantly causing an uproar throughout the world.
The first person to get the news was Gao Jie, who was always paying attention to the news in Nanjing.
After Gao Jie occupied the two towns, he had been stabilizing the local situation and appeasing the army. He had to always be on guard against the annexation of the Manchus in the north.
When King Yu's troops entered Nanjing, he made a fuss and wanted to come to help, thus once again gaining the power to support the dragon.
Who knew that King Yu was really too fast?
It took three or four days from Anqing to Nanjing, but he didn't have enough food and supplies, so he could only miss the opportunity.
However, he did not want to waste such time and planned to annex the Luzhou area again and harvest Huang Degong's territory from the remaining troops.
As for the Manchus who occupied this place, he already looked down upon them.
"It's too fast, how could it be like this?"
With the news that King Yu took control of Nanjing and defeated Wu Sangui, Gao Jie immediately stopped sending troops.
Mr. Xing twisted her plump waist, her pretty face as cold as ice:
"If you capture Luzhou, you will not only offend the Manchus, but also the King of Yu."
"When the time comes, no one will come to save you, so I will take your son and remarry."
"That's what the lady said."
Gao Jie smiled apologetically, caressed his belly and said with emotion:
"At this time, we still have to be more cautious, and safety is the best."
"But, madam, what title should I want when Prince Yu ascends the throne? Now that I am an earl, a duke should be suitable!"
"Duke?" Mr. Xing was a shrewd person, but in the end he was still dazzled by things like titles.
You must know that the title of Ming Dynasty is hereditary and irreplaceable. Her son will inherit it in the future, so naturally the higher the better.
However, her fiery heart was instantly destroyed by Gao Jie.
"It's better to have a prince! Wu Sangui is already the King of Pingxi. King Yu can't be so stingy."
Gao Jie touched his chin, his eyes filled with greed.
"Wang Jue? You are from Shaanxi. How about King Qin?"
Mr. Xing raised his eyebrows and had a sarcastic look on his lips.
"The King of Qin is not suitable, he is still here..."
Who knew, Gao Jie actually followed her words, and the more he thought about it, the happier he became.
Mrs.
"When the time comes, not to mention King Yu, even the Manchu Qing Dynasty will not be able to tolerate you."
"At this time, we still have to be more cautious, and safety is the best."
"But, madam, what title should I want when Prince Yu ascends the throne? Now that I am an earl, a duke should be suitable!"
"Duke?" Mr. Xing was a shrewd person, but in the end he was still dazzled by things like titles.
You must know that the title of Ming Dynasty is hereditary and irreplaceable. Her son will inherit it in the future, so naturally the higher the better.
However, her fiery heart was instantly destroyed by Gao Jie.
"It's better to have a prince! Wu Sangui is already the King of Pingxi. King Yu can't be so stingy."
Gao Jie touched his chin, his eyes filled with greed.
"Wang Jue? You are from Shaanxi. How about King Qin?"
Mr. Xing raised his eyebrows and had a sarcastic look on his lips.
"The King of Qin is not suitable, he is still here..."
Who knew, Gao Jie actually followed her words, and the more he thought about it, the happier he became.
Mrs.
"When the time comes, not to mention King Yu, even the Manchu Qing Dynasty will not be able to tolerate you."