Hundreds of households in Liaodong, covering the light with one hand

Chapter 136 Loess Temple (two chapters in one)

The First World War wiped out the main force of the Later Jin Dynasty, making it no longer able to go south. In the history books of the three hundred years of the Ming Dynasty, Wang Qi's achievements are enough to shine in the history books and be enshrined in the Imperial Ancestral Temple.

These days, in the entire capital, the entire Central Plains, and the entire Ming Dynasty, from south to north, from the southeastern provinces to Shanxi and Shaanxi provinces, from children to old people, from the mountains to Xiongcheng, no one knows the name of Wang Qi, and even many people in Liaodong, People in Gyeonggi Province have begun to enshrine Wang Qi's tablet in their homes, in the name of the Ming Dynasty Wuqu, and pray day and night to seek blessings. Many Chenghuang temples even place Wang Qi's clay statues alongside Yue Wu Mu and Guan Wu Sheng to offer incense and pilgrims. There was an endless stream of believers.

Beijing City, Guanghua Temple.

The 9th is the day of worshiping Buddha once a month. Countless people in the capital look forward to this day to come to the temple to pray. Those who are in disaster come to the temple to seek health, those who are in poverty come here to seek financial advice, and those who fail to study hard come here. People who are traveling far away from home come here to ask for a good trip. Even many ladies from famous families and boudoir ladies wear light veils on their heads and bring their maids and mothers-in-law to the temple to ask for marriage and luck.

However, there are only a few pilgrims in Guanghua Temple today, and the front door is deserted. On the incense burner in front of the Main Hall, which should have been burning unceasingly, there are only five or six scattered incense sticks, and wisps of smoke go upwards, in the clear blue sky. Against the background, it looks even more lonely.

"What's going on? Isn't today June 9th, the day to worship the Buddha? Why don't we see common people and pilgrims coming?" Zhu Youjian, the king of the Ming Dynasty in a blue shirt, stood in front of the Big Bear Hall with a puzzled look on his face, looking at the people in front of him. scene, he asked with a frown.

"In response to your Majesty's words," the thin-cheeked abbot of Guanghua Temple who accompanied King Xin also had a look of helplessness on his face. He chanted the Buddha's name and said: "Recently, three new sacred martial arts temples have been built in Sijiu City in the outer city. Common pilgrims Most of them went there to seek protection.”

"Xiansheng Wuqu Temple?" Zhu Youjian was confused at first, and then asked in surprise: "Is it the birthplace of Marquis Dingyuan?"

"Exactly," the host sighed and said slowly: "Everyone in the world is stupid and does not understand the mysteries of Buddhism. With saints alive, who will remember the Buddha in the West?"

"Shengsi." Zhu Youjian snorted coldly and asked the attendant on the side: "What is the court's reaction to this matter?"

"Your Majesty, all the lords of the imperial court and cabinet are eager to enshrine Dingyuan Marquis. How dare you make irresponsible remarks on this kind of thing? Moreover, with the fire cooking oil and the flowers blooming, who knows what will happen tomorrow? Bear with it for now stop."

"Don't the emperor know? He also wants to endure it?" Zhu Youjian was unhappy. A small marquis, who had only pacified Liaodong, dared to build a shrine for himself in the capital, at the feet of the emperor. , isn’t this an act of arrogance and arrogance?
  "Where is the emperor?" The attendant smiled awkwardly: "I heard that the emperor was very happy after hearing this. He said that Wang Qi came to congratulate him with a great victory. The queen immediately became pregnant. This was God's will. He said that Wang Qi was one of the assistant ministers. Hopefully, the Fusheng Temple of the Ming Dynasty was also built with his tacit approval."

"Absurd! Absolutely absurd! Is there any distinction between a king and his subordinates? Isn't there anyone in the world who can really share the worries of the Tian family? Then Wang Qi seems to be ambitious," Zhu Youjian raised his head and glanced at the deserted Mahavira Palace, his eyes He was full of anger, but he was a prince, and he was about to leave the capital to become a vassal, so what could anger do? In the Ming Dynasty, the emperor's brother ultimately made the decision.

If one day, I will be the master of the world.
  Zhu Youjian did not continue to think about it. After a while, he could only sigh helplessly, it was just a fantasy.

In the end, His Highness Prince Xin of the Ming Dynasty could only flick his sleeves and turn around and leave in a lonely voice.

At this moment, in the imperial city, there is the Wenhua Palace.

All ministers are here.

"It is my blessing to have Marquis Dingyuan in the imperial court, and the blessing of the Ming Dynasty!" After receiving the Liaodong memorial, Zhu Youxiao had recited this sentence countless times, which made Wei Zhongxian's ears a little nervous. It's cocooned.

"I congratulate your majesty. The merits of Marquis Dingyuan are enough for your majesty to offer sacrifices to the Ancestral Temple and the ancestor of our dynasty, the emperor! When the world hears about it, everyone in the world praises Marquis Dingyuan!" Ye Xianggao, Han Xu and others stood up and congratulated Zhu Youxiao again.

"One more thing," Zhu Youxiao coughed twice, reached out and patted the bronze crane and jade deer beside the jade steps, and then tapped the bronze pillar with his finger. He still looked excited: "Although it is destroyed this time, The main force of the Later Jin Dynasty, but the matter in Liaodong is still in the end. According to the proposal of Marquis Dingyuan, half a year to recuperate, half a year to recover the whole Liao Dynasty, and half a year to plow the court and sweep the caves, what do you think?"

The chief minister of the cabinet, Ye Xianggao, looked at Zhu Youxiao upon hearing this, his eyes moved but he did not speak.

However, Han Xu and others seemed to have caught a signal and immediately stood up and said:
  "I believe that Marquis Dingyuan's victory over the Hou Jin Dynasty was a great achievement in repairing the sky. He should be recalled and rewarded generously by the Duke of the country! Heired will not be replaced, and the country will be prosperous! As for the remaining forces of the Hou Jin Dynasty in Liaodong, Xiong Tingbi and Yuan Chonghuan are enough. That’s it!”

Han Xu's words gave Ye Xianggao an unpleasant feeling in his heart - wasn't this just calling Wang Qi back in the name of a feudal state and keeping him in the capital? This is completely different from what Wang Qi himself reported.

"Duke?" Zhu Youxiao, who was sitting on the throne, did not have a deep understanding of the meaning of Han Xu's words. He was just stunned for a moment, and then nodded with deep understanding: "With the achievements of Marquis Dingyuan, he is worthy of being a Duke of the country. It can not only demonstrate my kindness to the people of the world, but also inspire more Ming scholars and generals to serve the country!"

"But what kind of feudal state is appropriate?" Zhu Youxiao frowned and hesitated.

There are different sizes of feudal states, ranging from the Song Dynasty to the Ming Dynasty. Most of them refer to the vassal states of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period. The quality is related to the size of the states in the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. The more noble among the princes are: Qin, Han, Zhao, Wei, Chu, Qi and other countries. For low-level officials, most of them refer to the titles of Bo, Zi and Nan at that time, and add the Duke of the country, such as the Dukes of Dai, Jing, E and other small countries.

"Your Majesty, I believe that when Dingyuan Marquis first enfeoffs a country, he should prioritize small countries. I heard that he is from various cities in Shandong, so he should use these cities as the title of the prince. During the ancient Zhou Dynasty, these cities belonged to the Lu State, and later Qin unified the world. , the envoy established Langya County, so there are two titles of feudal states, chosen by Marquis Dingyuan." Han Xu and others had already discussed clearly that as long as Wang Qi returned to the capital, it would not be a bad idea to give a small country the title of Duke!

"Which two, let's talk about it?" Zhu Youxiao became interested.

"The first one, the Duke of Zhu Kingdom, takes the meaning of the hometown and takes the cities as fiefdoms. The second one, the Duke of Langguo, fiefs them under the Qin system and fiefs Langya County!"

hiss.
  "The Dukes of the Kingdoms, the Duke of Lang," Zhu Youxiao muttered the two titles of the Dukes and was a little undecided for a moment. He glanced at Ye Xianggao, who had been bowing his head and said nothing, and immediately said: "Ye Aiqing, What do you think, two bans?"

When Ye Xianggao heard the emperor calling him, he immediately took two steps forward, cupped his hands and said: "Your Majesty, I think that both titles of Duke are acceptable," Ye Xianggao said, his tone changed, and he continued: "But For Marquis Dingyuan, it may not be that happy."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the palace was stunned.

Zhu Youxiao didn't understand what he meant, while Han Xu, Zuo Guangdou and others frowned and were unhappy.

For the position of chief assistant, Xianggong Ye was really bound to Wang Qi, sharing weal and woe!
  Without waiting for anyone to ask questions, Ye Xianggao said directly: "According to the memorial written by Marquis Dingyuan, how much contribution he made, he did not mention a single sentence. He only mentioned his follow-up plan, which is half a year to recuperate, half a year to regain Liaodong, and half a year to plow the courtyard and sweep holes. ."

After looking at the people in the hall, Ye Xianggao smiled and said, "You adults have subconsciously ignored these words."

"Master Ye, I'm afraid you have underestimated our officials in Liaodong of the Ming Dynasty, and also underestimated the civil and military forces of the imperial court. The main force of the Later Jin Dynasty has been wiped out, and all the remaining Daishan, Amin, are gone. Do these characters still need the Marquis of Dingyuan to be in charge of Liaodong in person? ? Could it be that all affairs in the world cannot run normally without the Marquis of Dingyuan? The imperial court supports hundreds of officials, but they just sit and watch the show?" As Han Xu spoke, his expression changed again, as if he was worried for Wang Qi, With a sad look on his face he said:

"Since Dingyuan Hou rose to power in Guangning City, has he rested for more than half a minute in the past few months? From Zhenwu Fort to Siping Fort, from Horqin Grassland to Zuoqi Royal Court, from Beijing City to Ningyuan City outside Shanhaiguan, from Ningyuan City detoured to Mongolia and fought to the death with the old slave! All these achievements, accumulated to this point, have created Wang Qi's supreme prestige in Liaodong. The common people and soldiers in Liaodong all regard Wang Qi as their leader. His prestige is so grand that in Liaodong follows the law as promised. Now that the main force of the Later Jin Dynasty has been destroyed, is it not allowed for Marquis Dingyuan to return to the capital and be granted a title? If he enjoys living in the capital and is worshiped in the temple, and is loved by the people, why should he stay in the bitter cold land of Liaodong? "

At first glance, Han Xu's words sounded like he was thinking of Wang Qi, but if you take a closer look:
  There are only three sentences: the prestige is grand, the words are followed, and the temple is built to worship.

Ye Xianggao didn't know if Zhu Youxiao heard this, but it was obvious that His Majesty the Emperor's brows had frowned.

Da da da! ! !
  His fingers tapped lightly on the table. It was obvious that His Majesty the Emperor hesitated. The ungratefulness and meanness engraved in the bones of the Zhu family began to appear again at this moment.      "Prepare the decree!"

After a while, Zhu Youxiao spoke, his tone became deep and restrained, without the joy just now.

"Wang Qi, who made the first contribution in the battle to destroy the Jin Dynasty in Liaodong, was granted the title of Duke of Lang State, with an urban settlement of 3,000 households. He was hereditary and would never be demoted. He was promoted to the first rank of Guanglu doctor, and was promoted to the first rank of Zhuguo. "Add more." Zhu Youxiao seemed to be trying to make up for the uneasiness in his heart. He paused and continued after a long while: "The Left Governor of the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion, and the Left Minister of the Ministry of War! All major military and national affairs can be discussed, and he can serve in the cabinet."

"Also" Zhu Youxiao pursed his lips and said after a while: "Marquis Ding Yuan will return to Beijing immediately!"

At this time, the hall was extremely quiet.

They all seemed to be waiting for His Majesty the Emperor to finish his words.

This time, neither Ye Xianggao, nor Han Xu, nor Zuo Guangdou and others said anything to stop the emperor from rewarding Wang Qi for his favor.

After all, the price of these rewards: taking away their power and authority.

It's just a toothless tiger, what are you afraid of?
  "I will immediately promote the Imperial Academy to draw up a decree!" Han Xu bowed his hands, his expression full of pleasure that his plan had succeeded.

On the other side, Ye Xianggao was stunned, and even Wei Zhongxian next to the emperor was a little surprised: Has Zhu Youxiao finally started to be afraid of Wang Qi?
  Just made a new achievement, the rabbit will die and the dog will be cooked?
  "Stay back! I'm tired," Zhu Youxiao stood up and ignored the ministers. It was obvious that the emperor's mood had dropped.
  In the hall, Han Xu turned to look at Ye Xianggao: "Master Ye, congratulations. Marquis Dingyuan has returned to the capital. In the court, those who support your position as chief assistant will have one more support!"

"Do you really think that without Wang Qi, those people in Liaodong can succeed?" Ye Xianggao obviously did not admit defeat, but looked at Han Xu with an indifferent expression.

"Three hundred years of the Ming Dynasty! Wang Qi's rise has only lasted three months," Han Xu said sternly: "Master Ye, you are too trusting!"

"We'll see, we'll see," Ye Xianggao shook his head, turned around and left slowly.

"Then just wait and see!"

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Zhu Youxiao was in a bad mood, and he could clearly hear the implication of Han Xu's words in the main hall just now.

Because things in the world are not so easy to explain clearly, he now trusts and values ​​Wang Qi, but the emperor's thoughts force him to pay attention to Han Xu's words.

Moreover, the land of Liaodong is no different than other places. It has always been dominated by powerful families and is also an important border town. Whether a governor, an administrator, or a governor, when they arrive in Liaodong, they all have to rely on Wang Qi to make a living. If this continues, if Wang Qi stays in Liaodong for a long time, If he arouses the anger of the scholars all over the world, the court will definitely attack him, and Zhu Youxiao cannot protect him.

Is he, Zhu Youxiao, willing to be the person who burns bridges across rivers? Is he willing to bear the reputation of being a cold-blooded monarch?
  It’s true that as an emperor, you can’t help yourself!
  "Go and have a look at the queen!" Zhu Youxiao was sitting on the jade chariot. He originally wanted to go to the imperial garden to relax, but suddenly remembered that the queen was pregnant, so he should go there to see the person next to him.

Might feel better.

"The Emperor has arrived!!"

Follow the eunuch's roll call.

Zhu Youxiao walked slowly into Kunning Palace.

"I welcome your Majesty!" Queen Zhang Yan, still looking graceful and dignified, welcomed Zhu Youxiao into the palace at the door.

"Why didn't you stay in bed?" Zhu Youxiao saw that there were embroidery and books on the table in the hall, and stepped forward to take a look with interest.

"The imperial doctor said that I have weak bones and need to get out of bed and move around more frequently," Zhang Yan followed Zhu Youxiao and asked the palace maid to bring her favorite refreshments.

"Well, it's good to move around more," Zhu Youxiao sat down on the chair and picked up a book on the table.

With a click, the book closed and his eyes looked towards the title.

"Lin'an Poems of Zhao and Song Dynasties"

"Huh?" Zhu Youxiao was confused at first, and then seemed to think of something, and his face suddenly sank.

Snapped!
  The book was thrown directly to the ground.

"Am I so like Song Gaozong? Twelve gold medals lured Yue Pengju back to the capital? Do I look like an emperor who crossed the river and demolished the bridge?" Zhu Youxiao pointed to the book on the ground and looked at the queen.

"Your Majesty, why do you say this?" The queen was stunned, and then explained with a look of grievance on her face: "This book is just a collection of Lin'an poems and sayings, how can it be meant to satirize Your Majesty?"

"Words?" Zhu Youxiao sneered: "From now on, no books related to Emperor Gaozong of Zhao and Song Dynasty are allowed to appear in the palace! Anyone who violates the rules will be driven out of the palace with twenty sticks!"

"I accept the order!" Although the queen was full of grievances and didn't know what made her husband angry, she still had no choice but to bow down and receive the order first.

Zhu Youxiao ignored his wife's shocked expression, stood up suddenly, and left with his personal eunuch.

"I send you to the Emperor!" Empress Zhang bowed to the Emperor's back. After a while, she stood up and murmured to herself: "What's wrong with the Emperor?"

(End of this chapter)