Return to Ming Dynasty as Prince: One hundred and forty-six, if you want to love you and not kill people

The factory supervisor who has always been indecisive, couldn't expect to be so cruel when he was cruel. A **** storm seemed inevitable. As a big in-house stall, he had no way of retreating except to advance and retreat with Yang Ling. Since I was forced to live and die, then...you die, I live!

Wu Jie solemnly arched his hands and said: "Yes! Humble duty and obedient, tonight, the five soldiers Ma Si Suo city is on the hunt for the murderer, although I can leave, it will always attract people's ears. Jinling is Dafu, the capital of Shang Dynasty, and he cannot keep it for too long. Tomorrow morning, the humble position will leave and he will immediately return to Beijing to prepare."

Yang Ling nodded, narrowed his eyes and meditated: "The emperor is young and impulsive, and it is not difficult to tell him. Those officials dare not transfer troops, and they can only use the factory guards to deal with them...".

Yang Ling smiled confidently and said: "Take care of the unintentional and prepare to fight the unprepared. It is easy to handle them. As long as the emperor nods, I will not be accused of chaos. I am not afraid to make things worse. . To say that it is difficult, the difficult thing is that the world cannot be chaotic. If the thunder cannot drizzle and calm the situation quickly, then their counterattack is enough to turn us from a victor to a prisoner."

Cheng Qiyun listened to his plan, and there were two blushes on her cheeks. It seemed that the struggle for power and killing made her extremely excited.

She smiled to Yang Ling: "My lord, if you want to talk about people's minds, adults don’t have a thorough understanding of the humble post. The humble post was worried that it would be very difficult to wipe out the tens of thousands of horses in the factory and guards in Beijing. , Will not offend the Manchu civil and military for a few dead people. Since adults have the means to deal with factory guards, the court need not worry."

Cheng Qiyun's wry eyes showed a hint of ridicule, and said: "Those adults have no parents, wives, and children? Don't you want to be promoted? Ask them to use their pens and wave flags to shout, all of them are loyal ministers. They give up their lives to get righteous, then too little and too little.

Since ancient times, he has been a winner, a prince, a loser, and a thief. Don't look at the one hundred or two hundred people in the memorial now, hum! After the event is completed, even if the adults stop three bachelors, there will never be more than 30 people who are willing to offer them a discount, and they dare to pledge their heads. "

Cheng Qiyun said with disapproval: "We are in danger. We have a 70% chance of winning. What should we regret? In fact, there are two key points to the success of this matter. One is the emperor and the other is the factory guard. Adults count as one person. If you can’t move the emperor, there are eight tigers to help. The emperor also had to nod his head. Didn’t you say that the emperor trusts the nine of you the most?

With the emperor's promise, we have to fight against the factory guard. An adult’s approach, I have thought about it carefully. As long as there is nothing wrong with it, and the Dongchang Jinyiwei is taken overnight, then a big deal is set.

She smiled slightly and sighed: "What did the adults worry about at that time? The hundred officials in the court? Their weapon is a mouth and a pen. The humble job now knows what is meant by'Xiu Cai rebellion, which will not be completed in three years. '".

Yang Ling gave her a relieved look. He is no longer Jimingyi's Xiaoyicheng. When he climbed to the peak of power, he naturally formed a considerable force around him, a group of people to drive. This force will inevitably continue to expand with his power and influence.

What he is worried about is the officials of North Korea and China. They have formed an interest group. Just like Wu Jie and Yu Yong, they are like themselves. Even if they don’t follow themselves, they may not be able to meet each other and can only give up. Follow yourself on the ground.

Similarly, if the six ministries, nine qing, manchuria, civil and military, and the three publics have one mind, and one is all set up, who will manage the government? With the connections and prestige of the three scholars in the DPRK, if they insist on opposing themselves, can only 20 or 30 people follow them to the end? He couldn't believe what Cheng Qiyun said.

Seeing that he was still worried about the political affairs, Cheng Qiyun couldn’t help saying: “My lord was still a talented Jimingyi a year ago, saying that you have the ability to lead the factory and assist the emperor. Do you believe in? As a Jiangnan guard eunuch, you must have the skills and Ability, the adults are transferred to two eunuchs who originally squatted at the east end of the county where you can see the west end of the county. Aren’t they equally well managed, are they inferior to Yuan Xiong and others? Isn’t there no capable person, so he is not given this opportunity When, who knows what he is?

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Yan Wangjing is rare in the world, and he replaced the Manchu civil and military and general husband that Emperor Hongwu had left to Jianwen with an official from a royal mansion. Can they not rule the world? Adults really believe that without the three bachelors, this day will collapse? In extraordinary times, extraordinary methods are used. If adults look forward and backward, and think of women, it is better to return to Beijing immediately and resign and return to their hometown. I believe that there will be no more than 30 officials who will be killed, and the humble job will also be guaranteed by the head of the project.

Yes, what Cheng Qiyun said in his heart brightened. Even if there are more opponents than she said, the situation should not be too serious. Who has seen the change of central power? Which mayor or county mayor? Followed by righteous indignation, resigned or rebelled? It is difficult for Yan Wangjing to seize the country. Those scholars can continue to be his magistrates cheeky, destroy the Dongchang and stop a few courtiers by themselves. They are not aliens. How many people can stand up and oppose it?

Yang Ling listened happily, and couldn't help but burst into laughter, then laughed and began to shake his clothes and said: "Okay! In that case, the future of the factory and the life of my Yang Ling are handed over to you! Mr. Wu, Cheng Dang Touyi Make plans. Mei Qianhu will help me contact Shao Zhenfu tomorrow morning. I want to see him before I leave. Let’s go to rest now.”

Watching the three people exit the room one by one, the smile on Yang Ling's face suddenly converged, and he stood silently for half of the payment before waving his hand to extinguish the lamp on the table, and slowly came to his room.

Gao Wenxin was sitting at the head of the bed waiting for him. She also saw something was wrong. She saw Yang Ling come in full of heart, and walked timidly to help him remove his official robe, just like a gentle little wife.

Acupuncture, massage, Gao Wenxin is gentler and more considerate than before, but never dared to speak. It wasn't until she was so tired that her breathing became heavier that Yang Ling turned over and suddenly pulled her wrist, Gao Wenxin let out a soft cry of "Yeah" and fell onto the bed.

She doesn't know what Yang Ling is for, she can't help being ashamed and afraid. My heart jumped for no apparent reason. Yang Ling stood up and sat up, pondered for a moment, and then apologized: "Wenxin, I know that you have a medical skill, and you have always cured people and saved people. It's hard to be a girl for you, but you made an exception for me."

Gao Wenxin didn't know what he meant when he brought up this matter, so he couldn't help but say: "Master, you... why did you say this? You saved my man...". Speaking of this, she suddenly remembered that the two of them were in bed for the first time with the old face. At that time, she was only wearing profanity clothes and pants. He looked at her body all the time, and her face blushed.

After a pause, she lowered her head and said in a low voice: "The maidservant doesn't know the truth, and doesn't want to know. I only know that the master is me...I am the person I value most in my heart, for you... ...Even if the maidservant goes up to the sword mountain, down to the sea of ​​fire, even if he goes down to eighteen levels of **** after death, I am willing."

Yang Ling gently held her hand, and Gao Wenxin trembled, raising his watery eyes, looking at him affectionately. Yang Ling whispered: "I know, you are someone I can absolutely trust, so... I want to give you a messenger."

His eyes flickered, and then he continued: "Since I left Beijing, someone has set up a bureau in Beijing to deal with me. Originally... there was still a part of the Beijing Chinese military officials who were facing me, so I thought Quit things, but when Wang Qiong died, I was indisputable and unavoidable. The conflict with them is unavoidable."

Gao Wenxin's heart trembled suddenly, and his eyes were a little confused: "Master wants me to poison and kill people? God~~So many adults...but...what do they do to me? Someone was there when my father was beheaded. Are you too early? Did someone help me when I was sent to the Jiaofang Division? The master wanted to kill, there must be a last resort, he was forced to a dead end."

Gao Wenxin gritted his teeth abruptly, held his tears and nodded vigorously, and puffed his chest up and said, "Master, don't worry, no matter what you ask the maid to do, even if you want the maid to kill the emperor, I will not Don't hesitate. If I can't escape...I will swallow poison and commit suicide, and I won't hurt adults."

Yang Ling was stunned, looked at her for a while, then suddenly hugged her into her arms and wrapped her slender waist. Gao Wenxin can feel Yang Ling's heart. The tightness of his hug is never similar to the first time he hugged her in the willow bushes of Taihu Lake.

Gao Wenxin felt sweet in his heart, and just thought: "For the one you love, even if you are crushed, what is it? It's just... maybe I can't hold him anymore, I really want him to hold him. Looking at me, I really want to call him husband, but unfortunately......"

She was excited and hugged Yang Ling with her backhand. Yang Ling calmed down for a while, and said to her ears: "I'm afraid that it will be chilling to others. I can only let you do it. From tomorrow, you will help me stare at a Dailou. Er. You are only a weak woman and will not make her doubt. If she has any changes, it is easy to kill her with your stitches."

"What?" Gao Wenxin left his arms in amazement, the person to be killed was...she? Gao Wenxin said in amazement: "Master, you... how are you going... is she who is going to kill?"

Yang Ling nodded and said, "It's not necessary to kill, but you just want you to be by her side and pay attention to all her actions. Tomorrow, she will help me do a big thing, but she just joined the factory. I have been with a treacherous person like Gu Qinghe, I really don’t know how sincere and sincere she is. If she becomes dissatisfied a little bit, it will ruin my big business. This matter is left to the people in the factory to do it, and it will inevitably be called subordinates Han Xin, besides...she is really a beauty, if you sincerely seduce, those men...will be betrayed by sex, genius knows, I have to trouble you."

Gao Wenxin was joyful: "He... handed this matter to others. He was afraid of the coldness of his subordinates, so he was not afraid of me being a maidservant? In his heart, who did he consider me?"

Gao Wenxin gave him a shy look and nodded lightly.

Yang Ling said: "Wang Qiong just died, and leaving in a hurry at this time is suspicious, but if we don’t leave, I’m also unclear about the stigma. Tomorrow morning, I will go secretly to see Shao Zhen’s caretaker. , And immediately set off to return to Beijing. My plan is...".

The imperial commissioner is going back to Beijing!

Even father-in-law Feng and Guan Bei, who rushed to send him off, looked a little strange. But Yang Ling couldn't care about it, his face was calm and calm. It's not because of the **** that "the clear one clears, the voice turbid" is used to comfort him, but because he knows that the news of Wang Qiong's assassination must be sent to the capital, and it is strange that those civil servants don't immediately blow up the pot.

They had a bad impression in their minds. As soon as they came to the capital, they ransacked Mo Qinghe's home and wiped out Yuan Xiong's 5,000 people. What impression will it give people? Although the reputation of this matter is much ruined, Yang Ling dared to act, and the image of being ruthless was also deeply rooted in the hearts of the people. Coupled with the former hatred and new grievances with Wang Qiong, it would be strange for those people not to blow up the pot.

So he must hurry back to Beijing as quickly as possible. Otherwise, I'm afraid that once he arrives in the capital, he won't have time to do anything, and the imperial edict will arrive.

However, in the eyes of outsiders, it seems that Yang Ling has no fear, or stupidly did not think of the impact on him. He said goodbye to Feng Gonggong and Guan Defense, Shi Shiran returned to his official ship, and the two large ships sailed to the north...

Chang Ting Restaurant, the guests who came to the tea house in the morning are discussing the stabbing of Wang Qiong. In the eyes of ordinary people, they obviously care more about the thrill and bizarre of the court officials being killed. Although several scholars deliberately sighed and sighed, there was a hint of legendary excitement between their eyebrows.

In their eyes, celebrities and loyal ministers are obviously inferior to a good county that is as clear as water and as clear as a mirror, and can bring practical meaning to his hometown and life. In fact, it’s not surprising that the people know the court, but *they are naturally anecdotes that are passed on by word of mouth. How much can they know about a meticulous old Taoism?

The scenes of the honest officials dying unjustly and the people crying bitterly in the history of the official historians are almost the same as the propaganda articles of the lotus in later generations, which are purely wishful thinking. Unless the upright official is really on the streets of Tiangeng and has done many practical things.

The knife in Ma Lian'er's hand was lightened slightly, and his brows frowned slightly while listening to everyone's conversation.

The Five Cities Soldiers and Horses are well controlled. The officials of the various ministries in Nanjing are not fools. None of them spread the news of yesterday’s banquet to let the market speculate. Therefore, these scholars and literati talked about the assassin as if they had seen it with their own eyes. The arrow is like a god, how to escape from the five-city soldier Masi with one enemy and one hundred, did not say anything of value.

But Ma Lian'er remembered the old grievances between Wang Qiong and Yang Ling, and couldn't help thinking: "No matter what happened to Wang Qiong, I'm afraid those officials in Beijing who like to catch the wind and catch the shadows will make a big fuss. It's hard for Brother Yang."

She bit her thin red lips, finally made up her mind, put the sharp knife off, grabbed her apron and wiped her hands, shouting: "Uncle, I'll go out for a while and let someone look at the counter."

There was a promise inside that Ma Lian'er was about to leave, and saw a short-dressed man at the door. At that time, people wore robes, shorts, trousers, and ties were mostly small businessmen or horse dealers.

Lian'er didn't care at all. Unexpectedly, the man entered the house and looked around, but he ran towards her, walked to the vicinity and whispered: "Miss Ma, Master Yang in the Pine Forest wants to see you."

Ma Lian'er was startled, but he didn't recognize the man. The man smiled slightly and said: "You are like a bright moon and I am a fog." After talking about it, he looked around for a few times, as if this hotel was of higher grade and was reluctant to eat, so he retired.

Ma Lian'er was curious: "How can Brother Yang be sneaky, isn't it convenient to come to see me at this time? In the pine forest...in the forest...". She felt a little hot on her face, wiped her hands vigorously, took off her blue skirt and walked out of the restaurant quietly.

Wandering around at random, seeing no one noticed, Ma Lian'er speeded up at his feet and walked to the west of Changting. When I walked to a bush of dwarf pine, I saw more than a dozen traders dressed as burly horsemen sitting on the grass, and a dozen horses tied under the trees were eating grass food. Ma Lian'er couldn't help but hesitated. Although the man had revealed a secret that only Yang Ling and she knew, how could he not be afraid of seeing a group of men suddenly in a secret place?

At this time someone in the forest called out: "Lian'er, come here!"

The voice couldn't be more familiar, and Ma Lian'er looked up cheerfully. Seeing Yang Ling standing in the forest calling her, she was immediately overjoyed. She rushed into the forest and saw that Yang Ling was dressed in a short dress and coarse clothes. She couldn't help but laugh, "You...how do you dress up?"

There was a flash in her mind, and she suddenly said: "You... are going back to Beijing?"

Yang Ling nodded silently, and said: "Last time I left, I didn't tell you. This time, I will see you first anyway."

Ma Lian'er frowned, worrying: "Something has happened in Beijing? Someone is unfavorable, right?"

Yang Ling was taken aback. She wanted to explain, but she had guessed everything when she saw her dress. The worry in Ma Lian'er's eyes became thicker, and he couldn't help holding his hand and tremblingly said: "You...you are disguised, how important is it?...I...".

It's about the safety of Yang Ling, and her voice trembles slightly.

Yang Ling glanced at her. There is a smart and beautiful wife who speaks easily, but she wanted to conceal some of it properly so that she would not worry about it. It would be inconvenient to lie.

Yang Ling sighed and said bluntly: "Some ministers in Beijing have long wanted to be against me. Yesterday, Wang Qiong was stabbed to death. This account must be counted on my head. The situation will be on the verge. If you don’t go back, people’s hearts will be insecure. How will the top and bottom be willing to serve? Besides, no one but me can preside over the overall situation, so...well, I promised you, but now I’m going to fail again.”

Ma Lian'er laughed and said: "Where are there so many long-winded words, if you go fast. You are very fast, and if you grab a point, you will have one more chance of winning. At this time, you are still going to win the championship. That is Lian'er is hurting you."

Yang Ling nodded happily, and suddenly touched her arms, listening to the sound of the jingle, took out two black gold bracelets studded with blue diamonds, and then grabbed Ma Lian'er's plain hands and put the two bracelets on her.

The sun shines on her wrist, and the black shiny bracelet makes the skin more frosty and snowy, and the row of blue diamonds is shining. Only the green shirt is half-faded and the slender wrists are fascinating. The alluring beauty.

Ma Lian'er bit her lip, stroked the bracelet cherishedly, and suddenly turned around and said: "Yes, in the court, Lian'er can't help you, but it can't miss you!" He said, a bunch of diamonds. More brilliant tears flowed down her jade face.

The Ming Dynasty big gift, ordinary women are not allowed to wear bracelets and shimbles. Ma Lian'er’s father was originally an out-of-work clerk, but now it’s even a commoner. Yang Ling puts on her a double bracelet. Although she has not yet offered a gift, this is a sign of her heart~ IndoMTL.com~ I recognize her as the wife of Yang Ling. . Her name has finally been determined, why is she not happy in her heart?

Yang Ling stood silent for a moment, then suddenly turned around, strode out of the forest, and turned on his horse. Upon seeing this, the knights took off the reins and jumped on their horses.

Yang Ling took off the top six-in-one uniform hat from the saddle and put it on his head, with the brim pressed down low, holding the rein in his left hand and taking off the riding whip in his right hand, and looked back at the forest.

I saw the green pine, wearing a green dress, Yaoyao's peach blossom Ma Lian'er has wiped away the tears, and smiled brightly at him:

"I feel sad and unhappy, and I am willing to be a horse whip.

Go in and out of the arms of the man, and sit on his knees.

I wish my husband every success and success! Don't let Acacia also kill. "

Yang Ling is full of pride in his chest, his eyes only look deeply at Lian'er, then he turns his head, lashes fiercely on the horse stock, and leads more than ten iron horses to gallop away.

"If Acacia wants not to kill, Yang will kill Acacia! Jingshi, I am back Yang Ling!"