Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 413
"Okay, let's rest for now! There are many interesting places in Yangzhou City, you can go and have a look."

The emperor was full of thoughts, and his tone was more gentle.

But those words made Sun Changzhou's heart sink to the bottom of the sea.

"Let's leave the matter of Jin Yiwei to the deputy for the time being!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Sun Changzhou was in a trance, and the power slipped out of his hands in the blink of an eye.

He couldn't believe it, but he had to believe it was true.

Not long after returning to Jinyiwei's garrison, Sun Changzhou left bitterly amidst some greetings from his subordinates.

After he left, the emperor received another person.

Quzhou, Zhejiang, a doctor of the Five Classics of the Hereditary Imperial Academy, the helm of the Southern Sect of the Kong family, Kong Zhenyun.

In human terms, when Zhao Gou went south, the Confucius family from Shandong also followed him into the south and established the Kong family's South Temple.

In the period of Kublai Khan in the Yuan Dynasty, because Nanzong was the eldest son, he planned to restore his title, but was rejected.

Therefore, it was not until the middle of the Ming Dynasty that a doctor of the Five Classics of the Hanlin Academy was given the hereditary official position, which is barely a title!

The Southern Sect of the Confucian Temple was truly established.

Just like the Southern Song Dynasty, Zhu Yixi also longed for an orthodox position, but the Kong family in Qufu surrendered too quickly, which made him unhappy.

In this way, he couldn't restrain his joy for the hard-boned Nanzong.

Kong Zhenyun is an old man with a gray beard. He is the eldest grandson of No. 60 of the Kong family, and his status is self-evident.

Therefore, he was picked up as soon as he entered Yangzhou and sent to the emperor properly.

"Your Majesty, Kong Zhenyun, Ph.D. of the Five Classics of the Imperial Academy, please refer to Your Majesty—"

"The Qing family please get up!"

The emperor got up quickly and asked the eunuchs to help him up.

This old man is eighty 90 years old, so nothing can happen to him.

He even felt a little regretful at this moment, and called Kong Zhenyun here on a whim.

I saw that Kong Zhenyun was wearing an official robe, his hair and beard were all white, and he was aging, it can be said that he was aging to the extreme.

However, he is dressed in a long robe, and although his back is bent, he is upright and has a strong sense of reading, which makes people feel good about him.

Compared with Yansheng Kong, who was domineering in Qufu, Nanzong was indeed relatively lonely in Zhejiang, and his family temple was difficult to maintain.

If it weren't for the hereditary official position during the Zhengde period, I'm afraid everyone would have disappeared.

Therefore, Kong Zhenyun is more like a scholar than an aristocrat.

"Nowadays the country is suffering, but the heart of worshiping Confucianism and Taoism cannot be discarded. I intend to allocate [-] yuan to rebuild the Nanzong Confucian Temple. I don't know what you think?"

"Of course the veteran is delighted, but he has no choice but to reject His Majesty's kindness."

Kong Zhenyun said with a stern look: "The building of slaves is imminent, and all the money and food from the imperial court should be used for military affairs. It will not be too late to rebuild the Confucian Temple in the future!"

Hearing this, Zhu Yixi nodded slightly, appreciating in his heart.

On the other side, Wu Bangfu, the commander of Jin Yiwei, bowed his head and entered the Yangzhou government office amidst the sharp voice of an eunuch.

His heart was full of agitation.

After decades of pursuit, once it is fulfilled, how can it not make people happy?
"His Majesty--"

Wu Bangfu knelt down respectfully.

"From today onwards, you will be in charge of Jin Yiwei."

Before his arrival, the emperor had already seen his resume clearly.

In particular, he fled south from Beijing, traveled thousands of miles, and came to Nanjing after untold hardships. This is in stark contrast to the surrender of nearly half of the Jinyiwei in Beijing.

At least, his loyalty can be guaranteed.

"At the moment you took office, all Jin Yiwei's thoughts must be on Shandong."

The emperor said in a deep voice, his eyes stern: "At all costs, mobilize the elders, gentry, thieves, or ordinary people in Shandong, so as to shake the rule of Jiannu and the canal."

"Understand?"

"I understand!" Wu Bangfu lowered his head, pouted his buttocks, and said loudly: "Jin Yiwei will definitely make the Jiannu's canal no longer carry food."

"That's good!"

The emperor waved his hand, lost interest.

Wu Bangfu kowtowed repeatedly and left in a hurry.

As soon as he returned to Jinyiwei's residence, Wu Bangfu raised his eyebrows and doubled the pressure he received from the emperor to everyone:

"In ten days, I want to see news of the chaos in Shandong; within a month, I want the canals in Shandong to be threatened, and it will be difficult for tank boats to move."

"But, our confession is not enough!" Some people wondered.

"Huh? Is this your first time working as a Jinyiwei?"

Wu Bangfu opened his eyes wide and angrily scolded: "Don't you know how to make fakes? Those people who know how to sue, can he tell the difference between the official seal and the carrot seal?"

"They will be exterminated if they are not guaranteed. If they can make some noise, it will be true for him to be promoted to a noble at that time, isn't it?"

As he said that, he looked around the crowd and said fiercely: "Besides, we are the main direction. We are no longer thieves with heart and guts, but country gentry, rich and powerful gentry."

"As for the means, I don't care about those."

"Threatening and luring, framing, which of us Jin Yiwei is not familiar with this?"

"A random anti-poetry is enough to make those cowardly gentry raise their troops, and they don't even need to sue—"

"Send people to Shandong as soon as possible, Your Majesty and the court are still waiting for our good news."

"At that time, before my head falls to the ground, I will cut you off in advance!"

Under the sound of scolding, many people suddenly realized, and then left in fear.

If Sun Changzhou is mature and prudent, then Wu Bangfu is vigorous and resolute, and will do everything he can.

After all, Sun Changzhou came from a hundred households in Jinyiwei, so he might have a hand in finding out the news, but in politics, Wu Bangfu, as the former governor of Beizhen, was too sensitive.

Moreover, there is no moral obsession, as long as the purpose can be achieved, the means of despicableness are fine.

Jin Yiwei's change was quickly conveyed to Shandong.

Chu Yu breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the order.

"It's a fool to fool me. After all, these people can't live for a few days, but they didn't do it."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but patted his forehead: "The gentry are more powerful, why do I always look for thieves?"

Bandits and thieves, it is still impossible for each person to have a spear, let alone a horse.

It was said to be an uprising, but it was actually a nonsense. Facing some miscellaneous soldiers, they would collapse at the first touch, and fled back to the mountain in two or three strokes, never daring to come down again.

Moreover, the news of these people is very well-informed. Everyone in a village knows about it for a hundred miles around.

"Master, if you don't throw the letter of rebellion to the Confucian Mansion, then the whole Shandong will be in chaos!"

The subordinate on the side suddenly suggested.

"Snapped--"

Chu Yu slapped him on the head: "You're not stupid, and he's not stupid either. How could you touch the Kong family at this time?"

There were quite a few barbarians in the Eight Banners of the Manchu and Qing Dynasties, but the people at the top were very smart. Even if the Kong family really betrayed, it would only be a replacement of the head of the family, and it would be impossible to truly rob the family and exterminate the family.

(End of this chapter)