King Yi Zhu Cixi is now twenty-seven years old. He has only inherited the throne for ten years, so he is considered to be in his prime.
During the Chongzhen period, there were only thirty-two princes, but after becoming Xianzong, the succession of Prince Yi was very stable.
Naturally, King Yi, who had been entrenched in Jianchang Prefecture for more than a hundred years and was young and vigorous, had the idea of regaining the land of the Ming Dynasty and restoring the country.
And at this time, as Emperor Hongguang was captured, all the kings in the world were ready to take action, and the people were impetuous, the civil and military officials of Jianchang Mansion were greedy for merit, which contributed to the situation of King Yi supervising the country.
Compared with proclaiming an emperor, supervising a country is more strategic, allowing you to attack when you advance, and defend when you retreat.
Being in Jiangxi, King Yi and all the civil and military officials knew the strength of King Yu better, but what if it happened?
If it doesn't work, why don't we just push out King Yi?
"You are harming me!"
King Yi had a square face and helpless eyes, pointing at a group of kneeling officials, feeling extremely uncomfortable in his heart.
"I don't want to go to Fengyang!"
This sigh from the heart made the officials feel sad.
Fengyang High Wall has been a nightmare for the kings since the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Di continued to develop it, making the kings extremely afraid.
Imprisoned, died alone, and beaten severely, Lao Zhu's family was also particularly cruel to him.
After all, King Yi was young and very frightened.
The palace is much larger than Fengyang.
Seeing King Yi's lips trembling and his face turning pale with fright, Wang Yu, the prefect of Jianchang, had no choice but to console him:
"Your Highness, please relax. King Yu has always had a good reputation and treated the people well. Many vassals lost their land thanks to his relief. I don't think he will embarrass you."
"Yeah?"
Feeling somewhat relieved, King Yi sighed, stood up tremblingly, and smiled with difficulty:
"Nanjing is restored, and the Ming Dynasty is not far away from being revived again. I will take the first step and hope that you will have a good life."
"I thank you, Your Highness!"
The officials looked ugly and knelt down one by one.
It’s really sad that the meritorious deeds of Conglong that I got are gone and may be remembered for the rest of my life.
And the face of the prefect of Jianchang, Wang Yu, was even uglier than his own mother's death.
Others can still forgive, but his future is definitely in jeopardy.
"Your Highness, doesn't the King of Tang in Fuzhou also supervise the country?"
"Prince Tang?"
When King Yi heard this, he was startled, and then showed a smile: "Yes, he can't run away either."
Finally having a companion, he felt inexplicably relieved.
The vassal of Shuzong, after Taizu, dared to supervise the country. It was really audacious and ignorant of life and death.
Until this time, King Yi was still angry and resentful towards the king of Tang for supervising the country, and felt a great shame.
Even if you are not from the Chengzu lineage, how dare you arbitrarily supervise the country?
…
Xiangyang, Zhang Family Residence.
Ever since he was still a guerrilla general in Hanzhong and was despised and jealous for offering two daughters, Zhang Qi's business has been booming.
Although Shaanxi businessmen are united, compared to other provinces, their internal competition is extremely fierce.
And as soon as he hooked up with General Xiao Zhu, he was successful in business, and he had a hand in Sichuan's brocade, salt, grain, etc.
Moreover, in just three or four years, he became the first deputy merchant of Shaanxi merchants, with high moral character and high respect.
Within Shaanxi merchants, many people have compared him to Lu Buwei.
With the rapid rise of King Yu's power, this kind of rumor spread even more widely.
"Nonsense!"
Zhang Qi was wearing a sapphire blue brocade robe, gold-rimmed deerskin boots, and a silver ribbon around his waist. He slapped the table with his big hands, and his eyes were almost ready to spit fire:
"Your sister is going to give birth next month. How can we let such rumors go unchecked?"
"What do you brothers do for a living that you show up at this time?"
Looking at his two sons who were overindulging in lust and timidly retreating, Zhang Qi shook his head and sighed: "Fortunately, I gave birth to a pair of good daughters, otherwise this family business will be ruined by you sooner or later——"
When brothers Zhang Wei and Zhang Cheng heard this nonsense, they couldn't help curling their lips:
If it weren't for your sisters, how would you have such a big business?
Thinking of their family business, the two brothers couldn't help but feel excited.
In a few years, the current net worth has increased to one hundred thousand, which has increased several times. The annual business income is ten thousand taels, which is also among the top among Shaanxi businessmen...
Suddenly, the two brothers looked at each other, and there was a spark in their eyes: This is their future opponent.
Seeing these two useless sons, Zhang Qi could only admit defeat.
But it's okay, it's not easy to be a relative of the emperor. If there is someone who is really motivated, he is really afraid that his descendants will not be safe.
"Dad, what do you think, my sisters will give birth to a son?"
The eldest brother Zhang Wei whispered curiously, but his thoughts were still unfinished.
"A country has its own ancestral system!"
Zhang Qi pretended to be calm and said displeasedly: "You and I can't bear to worry about this kind of thing."
Even so, his heart suddenly became hot and agitated.
The emperor's grandfather and the feudal prince's grandfather are not the same thing.
Although the hereditary titles of relatives were abolished during the Jiajing period, rewards continued to be given to commanders and envoys, thousands or hundreds of households.
For ordinary businessmen, a hereditary commander of the Imperial Guard is enough to keep the family together for two hundred years.
The father and son's minds were spinning, and they all thought of the prince and the title at the same time.
"Sir, there is news from Nanjing——"
At this time, the servant ran over out of breath and said intermittently.
"What?"
The three of them, father and son, screamed in shock.
…
At this time, in the palace of Prince Yu, Princess Sun Xueniang was drinking tea.
She wears a light yellow floral long coat on the upper body, and a dark blue skirt on the lower body, with a skirt that matches the top.
The shades are appropriate, sophisticated but not luxurious, very elegant.
Beside, a damselfly in a light red short coat and white skirt was sitting with her, unable to bear the loneliness, her watery eyes moving wildly, her round face not looking thin, looking playful and cute.
"Wow wow wow——"
Suddenly, a baby's cry was heard inside, and Xue Niang got up in a hurry.
The damselfly also got up to accompany him.
"What's wrong with Qing'er?"
Sun Xueniang asked anxiously.
"Just hungry!"
The nurse held it in her arms, opened the button, took out the stuff that was so full that it overflowed, and brought it to the baby's mouth.
The five-month-old Qingnu has grown plump, cute and lovable.
The damselfly's gaze is on the wet nurse's mountain, which is as tall and trembling as a mountain. It is so amazing that people can't help but want to play.
"If I were like this, how much would my brother-in-law like me?"
She was thinking.
I heard that all the literati like small and exquisite ones, but my brother-in-law likes big ones, which is strange.
At this time, a palace maid came quickly with joyful steps.
"Mother, there is news from Nanjing!"
"How to say?"
Sun Xueniang's chest began to rise and fall, her breathing became rapid, and she stared at the person intently.
"Your Highness wins a great victory——"
"call!!!"
Sun Xueniang couldn't sit up, with a smile on her face.
"Yeah, brother-in-law wins!" The damselfly on the side jumped up, showing her liveliness.
"It's your husband!" Sun Xueniang corrected.
"Yes!" Damiang Sun stuck out her short tongue and responded dissatisfiedly.
"Pass my order, everyone in the house will receive half a year's monthly salary!"