The flaming red flag of the Ming Cult was hung over Pujiang County. The city was filled with Ming Cultists wrapped in red scarves and holding swords and guns. Everyone's face was filled with excitement and dissatisfaction with desire...
On the top of the city, there are several Mingjiao leaders wearing bright red cloaks. The leader is an unusually tall man in his fifties, with eyes like copper bells and tangled beard and hair, like a ferocious tiger. He is the four guardians of the Mingjiao.
One of the tiger kings, Qin Zhongyuan, stood proudly on the city wall at this moment, pointing out the country and looking at Zixiong.
The person standing next to him turned out to be the magistrate of Mi County. Lao Mi was still wearing the imperial uniform of the seventh rank official, but he was also surrounded by a red cloak, which made him look nondescript. At this moment, he was angry, and his rosy nose was red.
His old face was so tense that even the wrinkles had almost disappeared.
"You're still angry, Lao Mi?" Seeing him like this, Qin Zhongyuan laughed like a bell: "Didn't I already restrain the children?"
"It's too late." Mi Zhixian paused and said: "We made a three-part agreement before entering the city, but you didn't follow even one of them."
"Master Mi, please get over it." Before Qin Zhongyuan could say anything, his men were unhappy: "You guys have been holding it in for so long, and you can't help but hurt a few people, play with a few women, and grab some things. Let's forget it.
What?" He paused and said, "Aren't we all done with grabbing it now, so why don't we just hold on to it..."
"To put it lightly, how do you want the people to see you if you burn down half of the county seat with a fire?" Mi Zhixian said angrily: "The Tiger King was a member of the Red Scarf Army. He should know how they rose up and how they ended."
"You surnamed Mi, our protectors will give you face, don't be shameless." Someone said angrily: "If you have the guts, don't count on our Red Scarf Army. There is no reason to pick up a bowl to eat and put down your chopsticks to scold your mother."
"Shut up!" Tiger King suddenly shouted: "Why are you talking to Mr. Mi?" He snorted and said: "Mr. Mi, this is how you do big things. We are the Red Scarf Army, not bandits."
Hearing what the Tiger King said, Mizhi County calmed down a bit and said, "It's not too late to make up for the situation..."
"How to fix it?" Tiger King asked.
"Rape, murder, death, injury and theft will not be punished." Mi Zhixian said solemnly.
"That's too much," Tiger King's men shouted angrily.
"..." Tiger King's face also darkened. He understood the truth, but he was famous for being a protector of calves. Besides, we had just entered the first city and everyone was in high spirits. Not only would it be useless, but we would also lose our heads.
, how can he be the boss?
But if he wanted to defend Pujiang City, he could not do without the help of Mi Zhixian and the Zheng family, which put him in a difficult situation.
"It's not that I can't get along with you." Mizhi County sighed and said: "The popularity of Pujiang is the Zheng family, and the Zheng family is Pujiang. If the perpetrators are not severely punished, how can the Zheng family join in?"
"It's still up to two people whether Old Man Zheng will agree or not." The Tiger King's men said coldly: "Eighty percent of our young tigers were killed by the Zheng family..."
Mentioning the apprentice who died in vain, King Tiger became more and more determined: "Youdao can't be slapped. Before serious military discipline, you have to show me Emperor Jianwen." He paused and said: "If he can't come, brothers
Don’t you want to be tricked to death?”
"Your Majesty has already gone to Zhengzhai Town to personally persuade Mr. Zheng to go." Mi Zhixian said calmly: "There will be good news soon."
"Really?" The Tiger King couldn't help being happy, but then he said displeasedly: "You old man, you are so dishonest. You let my son-in-law die, but you sent someone to pick peaches secretly.
It turned out that the fleet that suddenly appeared and fought with the government troops was sent by the Mingjiao at the request of Magistrate Mi. The gang had just returned in vain... After a hard fight, more than half of them were killed or injured, but they were snatched away.
He asked Jianwen. The Tiger King was still guessing which deity could be so good at calculations. It turned out that Mizhi County had sent his own people to follow...
"Why did the Tiger King say this?" Magistrate Mi said calmly: "Now that you and I are ministers in the same palace, we naturally have to work together. My people rescued Your Majesty, which is better than falling into the hands of the army, right?"
"Don't change the topic, I mean, why didn't you say hello earlier?" Tiger King said angrily.
"The battlefield is changing rapidly. Who could have predicted that it would be like that?" Mi Zhixian said: "I just sent someone to follow me to have a look..."
"Humph" Tiger King snorted. He didn't bother to quarrel with the scholar because he couldn't fight at all...
Mizhi County guessed right, Jianwenjun had arrived at Zhengzhai Town through a secret underground passage. But he would not appear in public before making a decision. The Zheng family regarded his arrival as a threat.
The most important thing of all... Of course, the reason claimed was not the arrival of the former emperor, but the rebellion of the Xinghao Church and the fall of the county, which gave the town sufficient reason to impose martial law.
With a sad face on his face, Mr. Zheng came to the library in the backyard of the ancestral hall. A scholarly family like the Zheng family naturally has such a thing, and there are many rules, including fire prevention, theft prevention, insect prevention, and rodent prevention. Needless to say, there is no key for the patriarch.
, no one can open the door...
Opening the door of the library, Mr. Zheng went in alone, turned around and locked the door, and then tremblingly walked upstairs step by step.
After going up to the second floor, Mr. Zheng came to a bookcase. After struggling to identify it for a long time, he pulled out a book in the corner, put his hand in hard, and fumbled around for a long time. Suddenly he heard a "squeaky, stunned," sound. Damn it.
A large bookshelf on the wall slowly slid out a foot, revealing a small dark door, letting in the cold wind.
Big families who came from the war era all like to dig secret escape routes. The Zheng family can be destroyed at any time, so naturally they will spare no effort. Mr. Zheng stepped in and twisted a door knocker-like thing around.
The bookshelf has slid back to its original place...
As if by magic, Mr. Zheng had an extra lantern in his hand. He moved forward slowly with the help of the light. He saw that the roads inside were even more complicated, with twists and turns and roads everywhere. This is called the Eight Trigrams Ecstasy Array, and there is only one path to follow.
The rest of the roads are blocked, which shows how much thought has been put into it.
I don’t know how long I walked, but the old man saw a bright light flapping in front of him, so he imitated a few cricket calls, and there were also a few calls from the other side. After a while, he saw someone hurried over to greet him, and it turned out to be Zheng Jiaoyu.
"Uncle came so quickly." Zheng Jiaoyu went to help Mr. Zheng, but Zheng Tang shook off his hand and refused to let him touch her. He sneered and said: "You are following Cao Cao's example of coercing the emperor to order the princes. I can't come here obediently?"
"If uncle is angry, just go back and take care of the family..." Zheng Jiaoyu said shamelessly: "But now, it's better not to keep your majesty waiting..."
"Hmph..." Mr. Zheng snorted angrily: "Eternal sinner." He didn't say the subject, and he didn't know what he was referring to...
Although he said this, Mr. Zheng was not willing to lose the courtesy of the emperor and his ministers. He quickly straightened his clothes and came to a secret room guarded by a purple-faced man.
The purple-faced man turned sideways to let Zheng Tang in, but blocked Zheng Jiaoyu from outside and said, "Master wants to talk to the old man alone."
"Alas." Zheng Jiaoyu had no choice but to wait outside.
Although it was an underground secret room, it was very spacious. Jianwen was meditating on a futon, with an oil lamp in front of him, the orange light like beans; a burner of sandalwood, and milk-colored cigarettes curling...
Jianwen was reciting sutras with his eyes closed. Mr. Zheng knelt down and listened for a while, and found out that it was a rebirth mantra...
Listening to Jianwen's chanting, Mr. Zheng couldn't help but feel a little lost. In the white smoke, he recalled the Jianwen years that he had personally experienced...
Emperor Jianwen's name was Zhu Yunkang, and he was the grandson of Emperor Taizu. In order to maintain the eldest son's succession system and prevent future disputes over the succession of the throne, after the early death of the crown prince Zhu Biao, Taizu established Yunkang as his successor in accordance with the principle of succession.
The emperor's grandson. Later, Taizu summoned famous scholars from all over the world to teach Yun Kang carefully, hoping that he could become a qualified monarch.
Emperor Taizu was wise and powerful, unlike ordinary people, but he made many mistakes throughout his life, especially in his understanding of scholars. He personally experienced the incompetence of Confucian scholars in governing the country, so he suspended the imperial examination for ten years, but
It is still inevitable to look up to scholars and leave the heirs who are like blank sheets of paper to be taught by a group of Confucian scholars.
Taisun's teachers Qi Tai, Huang Zicheng, Fang Xiaoru and others were all extraordinary in character and knowledge, but most of these knowledgeable scholars had no administrative experience, let alone struggle experience. All their thoughts and ideas were in line with the words of the sage.
, is also full of wishful thinking... They are useless scholars. These people can hardly deal with daily problems, let alone complex and dangerous national affairs.
And... a good man never makes a good emperor, this is a truth that has been repeatedly verified for thousands of years. But Yun Kang inherited his father's gentle character, which was completely unlike Emperor Taizu. So under the combined influence of his gentle personality and Confucian education,
The young grandson is full of bookishness and gentleness. From the bottom of his heart, he does not agree with the cruel policies of his grandfather. What he sincerely yearns for is to implement what the sage said is 'benevolent government'.
In the 31st year of Hongwu, Taizu died. In the same year, Yun Kang ascended to the throne. The following year, he changed his name to Jianwen and was named Emperor Jianwen. He was twenty-one years old. At that time, many of his uncles were young and powerful, holding armies in all directions.
He was eyeing this weak nephew...Ever since he became the grandson, Emperor Jianwen had a great sense of crisis. He was very afraid that his uncles would harm him. Now that he finally became the emperor, he couldn't wait to change this situation, so he sent Huang Zicheng and Qiu Zicheng together.
Tai, Fang Xiaoru and others were all promoted to Hanlin bachelors and participated in national affairs... From then on, the formulation and implementation of national policies were controlled by these three people, and they became the de facto prime ministers. The reason why there is no name of prime minister is just that
Because Taizu wrote the order "not to appoint a prime minister" into the ancestral precepts...
So, a young emperor with no experience, full of ideals, but extremely insecure, and a few nerds with high morals began a jaw-dropping show of imbecility... To use a very appropriate metaphor, it's
It's like playing a game of fighting with landlords in later generations. The landlord holds two bombs in his hands to bring the little king, but he plays himself to death, which is absolutely impossible for ordinary people.