Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 473 Insidious Means

It was August, and the Sophora japonica was in full bloom.

If it was in the past, it was the prosperous period between summer harvest and autumn harvest, and the grain from the south brought a lot of vitality to Beijing.

It's just that this was the scene four years ago.

Since Shanhaiguan was destroyed, food from the south has never reached Beijing, and the price of food is so high that it is very inconvenient even for the people in the capital.

And with the family members of the Eight Banners moving in, the food shortage reached a peak.

"Welcome, Master Wang—"

After Li Jizu and Chen Yongfu finished their rest, they were blocked on the way, but only a few dozens of people came out of the city, their appearance and clothes were dressed as scholars.

"A certain Li Jizu, who ruled Shandong in the Ming Dynasty, was ordered by the emperor to expel the slaves and return the old capital to the north—"

Li Jizu was riding a horse, with his head held high and his chest held high.

"Looking forward to Master Wang is like looking forward to rain!"

The scholar was crying with tears in his eyes, wearing a hat, and looked aggrieved.

"Why are there only these people?"

Chen Yongfu on the side felt something was wrong and muttered.

Li Jizu also felt something was wrong: "Why are you the only ones?"

He looked up and saw that a bright flag had already been erected on the city tower, fluttering in the wind.

Picking up the binoculars and looking, there are actually some old, weak, sick and disabled wearing bright robes, standing guard there.

Although the military robes are made in the Ming Dynasty, there is no red triangular scarf.

"No, this is not our person."

Li Jizu said in a deep voice.

"Controlling Mingjian!"

At this time, although the leader was a little embarrassed, he couldn't hide his heroic spirit.

I saw him get up and bend slightly, cupped his hands and said, his eyes were bright and flooded:
"Since three or four days ago, Jiannu handed over the city of Beijing and stationed troops outside the city, but now there is another group of people temporarily guarding the city."

"Oh?" Li Jizu laughed angrily: "A tiger dares to touch its tail, isn't it afraid of my [-] troops?"

"Control, forgive the students for their boldness, they really have no fear."

Jiang Erxun raised his head and said helplessly.

"Oh? Who?"

Li Jizu became interested and bent down slightly.

Jiang Erxun said in a deep voice: "Fu Wang Zhu Yousong——"

"What?" Li Jizu was taken aback and almost fell off his horse.

Chen Yongfu on the side also pulled the reins tightly, his expression suddenly changed.

"Isn't the first emperor dead?"

"It's fake, it's fake."

The two said eagerly.

But Jiang Erxun said with a wry smile: "King Fu has been imprisoned for many days, and he was just welcomed out a few days ago. Those former civil servants and generals all know it, so it should be true."

"What's your name?"

Chen Yongfu calmed down at this moment, tightly grasping the rein of the horse, staring straight at the person in front of him.

"Student Jiang Erxun, a student in Lixian County, Baoding, his father was Jiang Fanhua, the former head of the household department. In the 11th year of Chongzhen, his father died because he became a slave and entered the customs."

The young man was full of surprise, and then he couldn't wait to report the family.

"It turned out to be the Zhongliang family. I will report your achievements to the court."

Chen Yongfu nodded slightly, and said to Li Jizu: "Now the situation in Beijing is unclear, we still have to make a plan early."

"Whatever he does, the city of Beijing can only belong to the imperial court, not some Fu Wang."

Li Jizu didn't like this, he held his head high and said loudly: "This Beijing city in front of me, I am in meditation."

"It is inevitable to enter, but at this time, it must be reported to Nanjing as soon as possible."

Chen Yongfu said: "In addition, the false king must be controlled first, so as not to be used by others, causing endless disasters."

"you're right."

Li Jizu nodded: "The city of Beijing doesn't matter, but the false king must not let it go."

As he spoke, he ignored the presence of all the people present, and directly ordered the army to rob the nine gates of Beijing City, and not let anyone out of the city.

And he led people into the city in a daze, and the Forbidden City was in front of him.

Seeing this, he hesitated.

Chen Yongfu persuaded: "You must not trespass in the forbidden place. Even if you capture the false king, you will inevitably be impeached."

"I cannot sit by and watch this defile the palace."

Li Jizu gritted his teeth and confided every word.

Chen Yongfu was taken aback, then suddenly realized that this was probably the reason why he was so trusted by the emperor.

Simply, he gritted his teeth and stomped his feet, followed closely behind.

With an order, thousands of people rushed straight into the palace, and saw the trembling King Fu.

"Who are you, dare to trespass into the palace—"

Fu Wang Zhu Yousong said tremblingly that he had lost a lot of weight compared to before.

But at this time he has no fear.

Compared with those who built slaves, the Ming army did not pose a fatal threat to him at all.

Regicide, no matter when it is, is a fatal question, and no one dares to recite it.

"Your Highness—"

When Chen Yongfu thought that Li Jizu would riot, who knew that he arched his hands and said politely: "This is the palace. Without His Majesty's permission, no male is allowed to enter."

"I am the emperor—"

"No, you are not."

Li Jizu immediately shook his head, as if grabbing a chicken, he grabbed it and was carried outside the palace.

All the gates in the palace were also sealed off, and the maids and eunuchs were also imprisoned to prevent theft.

After doing this, Li Jizu was relieved.

However, Chen Yongfu brought him bad news: "That kid is right. Jiannu handed over the city of Beijing to King Fu three days ago. Although it was only in name, everyone in Beijing already knew about it. thing--"

"Damn-"

Li Jizu said angrily: "Such a political method is beyond the reach of non-literati."

"In addition, it is said that the former prince Zhu Cihong was also in the hands of Dorgon, and he was also brought to Liaodong."

"What?" No matter how stupid Li Jizu was, he understood Zhu Cihong's status.

As the crown prince of Emperor Chongzhen, he was the legitimate heir to the throne of the entire Ming Dynasty.

Neither Emperor Hongguang nor Emperor Shaowu had his status.

To put it bluntly, under the regulations of the eldest son inheritance system, Xiaozong can't compare with Dazong anyway.

"It's no wonder that King Fu came out. It turns out that he still holds the key person in his hands."

Li Jizu murmured.

It was so insidious, so vicious.

The release of Emperor Hongguang, and even allowing him to control Beijing for three days, the impact is self-evident.

The impact is extremely bad.

That's all, as soon as Zhu Cihong's news is released, it will immediately shake Emperor Shaowu's legitimacy.

In the eyes of those pedantic literati, the eldest son's inheritance is unshakable.

But such pedantic literati are not in the minority.

"Control messages."

Li Jizu said in a deep voice: "From now on, except for food and other things, no one is allowed to leave the city."

"Yes--"

Both were in a bad mood.

After taking down the city of Beijing, even bigger troubles came.

There are only more than [-] people left in Beijing, but all the food they need has been robbed, and most of them are already starving for food.

The most important thing for the Ming army now is to feed the people of Beijing with its own military rations.

He can't afford such guilt.

(End of this chapter)