Return to Ming Dynasty as Prince: One hundred forty-five, forcing Liangshan to climb

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If the Qinhuai River is the Wenrou Township, then Taoyedu is the beautiful bed in Wenrou Township. The peach leaf ferry has a long water, and the downstream boats go upstairs; the returnees and pedestrians are rushing to the ferry, and the singing boats are full of pictures.

The prostitutes of this restaurant are full of songs, and the pedestrians linger. The cruise ship on the water is like weaving, shining brightly, and there are Jiangnan beautiful artists and top musicians in the painting boat, making all the tourists fascinated, and I don’t know what year tonight.

Although it is getting late, the vendors on the wharf are still chanting water, wine, cooked dishes, and various snacks. This can be said to be the city's commercial and entertainment center.

Since the early years of Hongwu, Zhu Yuanzhang ordered the construction of the 16th floor of Danyan, Relax, Chongze, Laibin, etc. Since Guangxu official prostitutes, miscellaneous children, miscellaneous prostitutes and famous prostitutes have competed to show off their charm, Jinling* In Da Nong, famous non-commissioned officers and gentry who "worry about the country and stay with prostitutes" also flock to them.

Upstairs in Danyan, Dai Xian frowned and said softly: "Wang Da people, will Yang Ling come?"

Wang Qiong listened to a light talk and smiled, and looked around at everyone: "Today, Nanjing Sixth Department, Yushitai, Chief Secretary, and colleagues from the Garrison Battalion jointly invited him to a banquet. If he still doesn’t come, it’s not Yang Ling. Up".

Since being demoted from Beijing, his beard and hair have become paler, and the wrinkles on his face have increased, but his expression has become more calm and determined than ever. When the "moral etiquette", which he has always served, could put the traitor to death, and could not even get the response of most of the officials of the court, he knew that the collapse of ritual and music nowadays is not just relying on the saint's legacy to govern the country and the country. It's peaceful.

The person who sent in Beijing to inquire about the news has come back. Yang Ling has made friends with the dignitaries and ministers in Beijing, and he already knows about stealing goods for them. I heard that he also returned a large number of exotic items to the emperor. , Such a person is not a traitor, why should he deliberate like this?

As soon as he set up the factory, he began to make friends with officials and search for money. Seeing his methods in front of Jiangnan and the emperor, he was really ambitious. Those who make big things do not stick to the trivial, for the sake of justice, why cherish small justice? For the sake of the big self, why not cherish the small one? Don't get rid of him now, wait until he is full of wings, then go ahead.

With the help of the East Factory, it is a last resort. But if you want to prevent them from taking advantage of the situation, it will only be the case that the hundreds of officials from North Korea and China play a leading role in the process of eliminating rape. But nowadays the civil and military officials cannot work together. Many officials are still waiting and watching, even including Li's scholars, and his own strategy has been on the line and has to be announced. Since listening to the situation in Beijing, he decided to meet Yang Ling for a while. Now I have to put down the final weight on the balance.

Nanjing Yushi Jiang Qin hummed displeasedly: "Different ways are not conspiring. Although Yang Ling is highly powerful and holds the power of patrol hunter Jiangnan, we don't care about him. If it weren't for it. On the face of Mrs. Wang, I will never come."

Bo Yanhui, who is also Yushi, gently tugged at his shirt and lightly scolded: "If it is about justice, can you be worthy of Wang Shangshu? If it is about private enmity, Wang Da people are not only demoted out of Beijing because of Yang Ling, His son was still killed by Yang Ling. Doesn’t he hate Yang Ling more than you and me? Now that the servants are in chaos, only Yang Ling can speak to the emperor. Wang Shangshu puts aside his personal grievances and entertains him with wine. Isn’t it for Jiangshan Sheji and the mob? You? Yeah, I don’t have much thoughts, Master Shangshu, in case, I have to talk nonsense here."

Jiang Qin snorted and saw that everyone at the banquet was silent, and he said softly: "That's what I said, but I heard that the housekeeper, known as Eight Tigers, was originally a party with Yang Ling, and even Bewitching Sheng Shang was originally from Yang Ling. It means that this matter has long been known in Beijing. Wang Da people want to tell Yang Ling to eliminate rape, don’t they seek the skin of the tiger?"

Bo Yanhui sighed: "Actually...I don't hold any hope, I will do my best and obey the fate."

"The imperial commission of Master Yang!" Yang Ling boarded and hurriedly glanced at the Nanjing Defence Pass. He did not recognize any of them, but it was full of four tables. Look at that official gown is clearly a high-ranking official of the shadow government. He laughed and hugged his fist and said, "My adults have been waiting for a long time.

He was indeed a little late. He received the post from Wang Qiong inviting him to a banquet. Yang Ling really hesitated for a while. Wang Qiong because of his demotion and the loss of his son, both public and private can be said to be as deep as the sea. He invited himself to a banquet. Which one is this?

Liu Biao is used to murder, framing, and planting. The first idea is to never go. Wang Qiong made it clear that this is a banquet. If the old guy is ruthless, he will die together, maybe he will be the factory supervisor. Got it.

Wu Jie wants to post an invitation, and I see a dense group of officials behind. I can't figure out the intention of Wang Qiong at this point. Doing assassinations in front of so many officials? Wang Qiong is not afraid of death, but murdering an imperial commission is a big crime for the Nine Clan, dare he? Unless he thinks the other way around.

Cheng Qiyun also can't figure out what medicine is sold in Wang Qiong gourd, but today's joint urge is all the senior officials in Jinling. If Yang Ling does not go, it is tantamount to offending all the officials in Jinling. The focus of Yang Ling's future development is in the South. Except for six of these people, who are in idle positions, other officials are in charge of Nanzhili's real power. How can they not go?

The last few people agreed to send Fanzi to the "Amidst the Rain", to conduct a thorough inspection inside and out and make sure that there was no ambush. Only then did they send ten savvy and capable people with great martial arts to secretly pick up sharp blades and pretend to be The bearer followed and waited for someone to come to the banquet with him.

The six divisions of the capital, headed by the officials. Nanjing's six departments are all idle jobs, so you have to schedule seats according to seniority and prestige. Yang Ling is an imperial commissioner, and Wang Qiong is highly respected, so naturally it is two people sitting on it.

Yang Ling bit the bullet and sat with Wang Qiong. Fortunately, the other officials also knew their personal grievances. When the banquet opened, they talked about the Yang Ling.

These old people read poems and books, and they are not as vulgar as ordinary people when they talk about things. Although Wang Shangshu emphasizes ethics and education most, he emphasizes dynastic humanity. The prostitute is a charming affair, without sacrificing personal morality. Pharaoh himself has five concubines, and the youngest is only 22 years old. They naturally did not hesitate, and this cautious atmosphere was naturally wiped out.

Yang Ling didn't know the purpose of Wang Qiong, so I didn't dare to drink too much during the dinner. When the wine was half-hearted, Yang Ling said to the adults in the room: "Yang went south this time, only to deal with a small matter of the tax supervisor. I didn't dare to trouble the old adults. Yesterday, I agreed with the Nanjing guard Feng Gonggong to send candidates. I was thinking about returning to the capital quietly recently, but I didn’t want to come for a banquet in the midst of busy work, Yang Mou would offer everyone a drink.”

Although most of the officials dismissed him as a human being, the officialdom was like this. They secretly told their close friends to fill the eagle with outrage, but they met with flowers. It's not easy for anyone to get to such a high position. How many people really want to offend the emperor and former celebrities for justice? When I saw Yang Ling toast, everyone hurriedly toasted.

Wang Qiong took a sip, talked and laughed: "This time the adult went south, it can be said that the merits are complete. I have impressed the three guarding eunuchs of Jiangnan, and the tax inspector is the adult's bag. You can show it in the government. Fists and feet. Adults have a high prestige in the army.

This time Haining's resistance against the Marquis was like a gift from the Japanese to the adults, and the regular army was defeated by the Japanese. Master Yang only had a hundred and ten guards, and he fought against a thousand troops, and he became famous for a while, and he could be called a famous general.

According to Laosi, in the future, it will not be difficult for adults to hold the world’s soldiers and horses to resist the border and defend the enemy, and to supervise the imperial power of the four barbarians. The future is unlimited."

Yang Ling smiled forcefully, and said faintly: "My lord is absurd. The removal of a few illegal guards is not worthy of political achievements. Besides, my Great Ming fine taxation is the 12th regiment camp of the capital. From the Shenji Camp, it is naturally not difficult to deal with a group of sea pirates."

As he said, he took a deep look at Wang Qiong, Wang Qiong is this praise me? It seems that I am all-rounder in civil and military affairs, but this one is in charge of the army and in power, and still dominates the barbarians. How can I be stabbed?

Wang Qiong hehe smiled and said: "Master Yang is too modest, as a close minister of the emperor, and with such talents, how difficult is this? But..." He condensed his eyes, his expression cooled, and said solemnly: "The emperor At a young age, there was a group of slanderers in the court to confuse the emperor, causing the emperor to neglect government affairs and neglect his studies. The hundreds of officials in the court are in the same spirit, and the people in the world are also popular. Mr. Yang is very popular with the emperor. After returning to Beijing What are your plans?"

When he asked, he fell silent all around, and many people listened to Yang Ling's reply. Seeing Wang Qiong, Yang Ling's eyes were burning, and he couldn't help but startled. Could it be that Wang Qiong today abandons the old grievances, just hope I can persuade the emperor?

Yang Ling thought for a while and said: "As a courtier, Yang has the responsibility to persuade the emperor. After returning to Beijing, Yang Ling has been able to understand the emperor and ask the emperor to care about the affairs of the emperor."

Wang Qiong said coldly: "Six subjects and thirteen courses, and even the three academicians in the cabinet, have not been able to persuade the emperor to return? A few insignificant in-house servants, with great human rights in hand, can't we get rid of the traitor King's side?"

Yang Ling couldn’t help being surprised when he heard such frank words, but think about the fact that the officials and cabinet ministers bluntly demanded that the emperor kill the eight tigers in the memorial, and even secretly planned to behead and then kill their own power minister, then Wang Qiong It's not surprising that you dare to instigate yourself to get rid of the Eight Tigers in the banquet.

According to the plan of Wang Qiong, it is the middle strategy to secretly synthesize beautiful rhyme, but it is more radical. But... he clearly remembers that Liu Jin and others had been famous for a while in history. Can he kill them? And will the civil and military officials dispel the idea of ​​eradicating themselves?

My advanced insights and theories can't be delusional to get the understanding of those in power today. Since ancient times, I have cherished each other's virtues, but are there few opponents who fight against each other in the court for political opinions? If the Eight Tigers are really killed, the emperor will have suspicions, the hostile forces of the inner court are not harmed at all, and those who hold the power of the outer court are still resistance. At that time, it will be difficult to make enemies on all sides and protect itself.

Yang Ling smiled bitterly, and said helplessly: "My lord, the emperor is young, and it is natural to be playful. I think it is the right way to seek out the emperor, so that the emperor can reduce his play. Besides, the state law, how did Yang break into the palace and get rid of it? Eight Tigers? Rebellion?"

Wang Qiong sneered: "What's so difficult? A prisoner who is chained to a prison chair and can't move can be killed for deliberately assassinating an official. The death is fair and unjustified. The adults will be executed. How many housekeepers can't help it?"

Yang Ling Huo Di suddenly stood up, his face was blue and white, and his heart only said: "Did I kill Wang Jinglong, but he saw the clue? No, I know the son Mo Ruofu, the son in his heart is still that Even if he can't get the evidence, the scholar of gentleman still believes that I designed to kill him."

Yang Ling said in a difficult manner: "What is Wang Da people? The death of Lord Ling has long been concluded by the Ministry of Justice. If it weren't for the adults and Lord Ling to coerce, why would it be?"

The officials knew that Wang Qiong today wanted to persuade Yang Ling to return to Beijing to eliminate the traitors. Although he thought his ideas were a bit naive, they really hope that he can succeed. Unexpectedly, Wang Qiong was so uncomfortable when he mentioned the death of his son.

Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry just stood up next to him and prepared to persuade a few words. Wang Qiong has slowly got up and said with a gloomy smile: "The old man doesn't believe it. Now it seems that the rumors in Beijing that the eight tigers are under your instructions are true. You are naturally reluctant to get rid of your eyes and ears!

Young and playful? The emperor is the king of a country, how can he be like ordinary people? You entice the emperor to like some strange skills and tricks, obviously because of ulterior motives and seeking power and chaos. You treacherous minister, old man, but with a sigh of relief, vowed to persuade hundreds of officials to get rid of your treacherous servant and the eight tigers! "

Wang Qiong flew a palm as he spoke, and a loud slap in the face slammed Yang Ling's face with a strong slap. The palm was so big that it knocked the official hat away, and the seats were suddenly messed up.

The persuasives, the scoffers, the gloaters, and the quarrels for a while. The fans who had been tightly guarding downstairs heard the noise upstairs, and rushed up to force the two sides away. Yushi Jiang Qin and others hurriedly filed a complaint. Wang Qiong Leave.

Dai Xian, Jiang Qin and others followed Wang Qiong's official sedan until they arrived in front of his house. When Wang Qiong stepped down to the bearer, it seemed that he was still angry. He saw several friends looking at him worriedly, and he couldn't help but laughed: "You old friends don't need to worry, even if he is good at Yang Ling, how can he help him? Does he dare to kill me?"

Dai Xianqiang said with a smile: "What the old man said is that he thought that the Li Dongyang academician used a horse whip on the streets of Jingshi to slap the emperor of the holy favorite Zhenglong Zhang Heling, Shou Ninghou, just... alas! I would have known Yang Ling to persuade Xiangshan. Looking for the skin of a tiger, the adult is tired to have new grievances with him. If you use this treacherous power to retaliate, the adult is really hard to guard against."

Wang Qiong hehe laughed and said: "The old man is over seventy years old and his life has come to an end. Why offend a powerful traitor? What will he do? Come and come, let's go back home and enjoy tea and poetry together."

Wang Qiong held Dai Xian and Jiang Qin, smiled towards Bo Yanhui, and walked towards the mansion gate. The four red lanterns under the lintel were shining like daylight. When Jiang Qinfu raised his head, he felt a black shadow passing by the corner of his eyes. However, the Wang Qiong next to him stopped in the wind.

Jiang Qin turned his head and saw Wang Qiong look straight ahead, his face muscles twitched slightly, those muddy old eyes were reflected by the red light, two flames were burning in his eyes, his throat... his throat A sharp black arrow with a black shaft was inserted impressively.

Jiang Qin was taken aback for a moment, and suddenly shouted with Dai Xian: "Wang Da people!...Wang Da people? Catch the assassin, catch the assassin!"

Come on,

The guards who came after hearing the news hurriedly drew their swords and rushed to the corner. The alley was empty, where there was half a figure.

Guan Shoubei and the others saw that today's banquet turned out to be like this, and all of them felt dull. Except for those who were familiar with or wanted to cling to Yang Ling, most of them left in disbelief.

Although Yang Ling was young and vigorous, Wu Jinglong was indeed designed to kill him. Look at that Wang Qiong, white-haired, over seventy years old, although he was slapped with blood from the corner of his lips, he did not have any thoughts of revenge. But he didn't have the face to stay here anymore. Seeing that Guanwei and a few officials were still persuading him, Yang Ling smiled and followed them with a few words, so he hurriedly went downstairs and went home.

Wu Jie, Cheng Qiyun, and Liu Biao were waiting for news from him in the hall, and they were shocked when they saw the adult come back with half of his cheek swollen. Gao Wenxin heard it in the back hall and ran out hurriedly. In this weather, there is no ice and cannot be applied cold. In order to reduce the swelling and silt as soon as possible, Gao Wenxin covered his face with a hot towel and gently resolved the bruises on his face. Look at her distressed look, if it weren't for Wu Jie and others standing next to her, Wang Qiong would be a **** scold by him.

The governor of the factory inside the hall was slapped with a big slap in public. I am afraid that this matter will spread to Jiangnan tomorrow, and then it will become a joke in the world. Such a shameless matter, Wu Jie and Liu Biao are the top figures in the factory, how can they not be angry?

Yang Ling finished talking and saw that their faces were blue with anger, and they were about to say a word of relief, but they saw Cheng Qiyun poking at her waist, with a playful smile in her eyes, as soon as he turned his eyes. Just move away. But the lip curled up too late to be pressed back still revealed her intentions.

Yang Ling couldn't help but glared at her when she saw her, Cheng Qiyun pursed her mouth and smiled: "I hope this slap can wake up adults. If people's prejudices can be explained by reason, then this world can There is a lot less right and wrong. For those famous ministers who want to make a difference throughout the ages, who did not vigorously suppress their political opponents? Don’t they want to be convinced by everyone and supported by the people to implement their strategy? They don’t want to hear, but they can’t.

If you want to convince people with reason and morals, it is better to study at home honestly. If you don't do things, even if you talk about it for hundreds of years, some people still don't understand. Instead of doing this, you should try hard while you are in power. As long as what you do is really effective, unconvinced people can slowly convince him. Those who are still dissatisfied also have to obey the general trend, which is enough.

Now it's just a slap. With the skill of the tall girl, it will disappear in a day or two. If it is a stab, what should an adult do? Three strategies for humble duty, I hope adults will think carefully".

Yang Ling smiled bitterly, and said in his heart: "Who am I? The court has no foundation. The foreign ministers regard me as a different kind. The court is intrigue, and there is an emperor. Can I do whatever I want? Build a special zone to speak with practice? There is no such political soil. Use your best policy unless I am in power. How much is it to reshuffle the court forces?"

Yang Ling hasn't answered yet, a "Little Red Riding Hood" at the door rushed in again and said to Yang Ling: "Master Factory Supervisor, Master Jinling Defense Pass, please see me!"

Yang Ling was stunned. Guan Jiangong was just having a banquet with himself. What did he suddenly come to do?

Yang Ling gestured to Wu Jie and Cheng Qiyun, and they knowingly avoided behind the screen. After a short while, Guan guard came hurriedly under the guidance of Fanzi. The general was still wearing a silk shirt and casual clothes on the table, but at this moment he actually wore a helmet and armor, and he wore neatly.

Yang Ling saw it and realized that something big had happened, and hurried forward and asked: "Master Guan, are you...?"

Guan Shoubi met him and gave a hurried salute, saying: "The humble position is leading the defensive battalion, the five-city soldiers and horses, and the inspection department Dasuo the whole city, passing through your house, so I will inform you personally Adults restrain subordinates and do not go to the streets today."

Yang Ling asked in astonishment: "The whole city of Dasuo? What happened?"

Guan Shoubei took a deep look at him, and said softly: "People from the Book of Rites Wang Qiong Wang Da, I just met an assassin when I returned home."

"What?" Yang Ling was at a loss and asked for a long while: "Wang Shangshu...how is he doing now?"

Guardian lowered his eyelids and sighed slightly, and said: "An arrow through the throat! Wang Da guy...he is dead".

Guan Guardian asked something again, Yang Ling can't hear it anymore, but the thoughtful look when he left, pierced his heart like a needle. Wang Qiong is dead, but this imperial adult who had former feuds and new grudges came to Jinling. He died just after a conflict with him!

Wu Jie and Cheng Qiyun have stepped out of the screen and stood beside him looking at him. After a long pause, Yang Ling screamed: "Zheng Baihu, call him to see me."

Zheng Baihu walked into the lobby and asked blankly: "My lord, what do you want?"

Yang Ling rushed over and grabbed his lapels, and said with a cold face: "Did you send someone to kill Wang Qiong?" Zheng Baihu rushed to the "light smoke building" with him, and now if Wang Qiong is dead In all likelihood, these soldiers vented their anger and assassinated Wang Qiong when they saw that they were humiliated. This was too lawless.

Zheng Baihu was taken aback, and said in amazement: "Wang Qiong is dead? How is this possible? He didn't just...or...sir, the humble duty is always by your side. Without your order, how can the humble duty assassinate? Minister of Korea? I brought ten people in total, and many of them came back with you~IndoMTL.com~Wang Qiong was never killed by our people."

Yang Ling let go and said in a daze, "Who is it? Who is going to kill Wang Qiong?"

Cheng Qiyun has never seen him look like this. Although she knows his temper, she dares to make jokes with him, but she feels awe-inspiring when she sees him furious. She hesitated for a moment, and then softly reminded: "My lord, who wants to kill Wang Qiong, I have a Jinling yamen to investigate, it's none of our business. Wang Qiong is dead, and the news will go to Beijing soon, what should we do? My lord now I have to make a decision early."

Yang Ling's heart was shocked. Yes, when Wang Qiong died, all the officials in the outer court who were still on the sidelines would be angry with the enemy. At this time, even if I have the talent of Su Tai, I can say that the sky is falling and the river is flowing backwards, and there will be no one who will believe it. Now all the paths of retreat have been blocked, and I have no other way except that knife mountain. The way can go.

How about against Dongchang and Jinyiwei? How about fighting against the Manchu civil and military? Is there a way out now? I want to challenge! Have to fight!

The look on Yang Ling's face gradually calmed down. He turned his head, his eyes looked like two faint ghost fires under the candlelight, and he said in a cold and faint voice: "Zheng Baihu, please go down, tonight All brothers are not allowed to leave the gate of the mansion, and be ready to leave at any time. Mr. Wu, become a big stall, Liu Qianhu, follow me to the study!"