Ming Dynasty: Tanks blocked the door and you said to me, "Long live Ming Dynasty"

Then he turned to look at Li Guo and said, "It will cost money to go to the city to do business. Give Brother Chonglou five thousand taels of silver!"

Li Guo turned and left after hearing this. When he came back, he had a wooden box in his hand.

After opening it, there was a box of neatly stacked gold ingots inside!

The exchange rate of gold to silver was 1:8, so five thousand taels of silver would only be worth more than six hundred taels of gold, less than forty kilograms.

Chonglou called over a few trusted men, and each of them took a few ingots from the box, and then casually put them all into their arms.

Half an hour later, they rode their horses and arrived at the city of Luoyang.

At this time, Prince Fu Zhu Changxun had no idea that someone was targeting him. He was sitting in his palace, holding his maid and watching the singing and dancing in the palace.

The Prince Fu's Palace covers an area of ​​more than 23,000 square meters, or about 35 acres.

The palace is fully equipped with pavilions, towers, flowing water and rockery, and is exactly like a miniature version of the Beijing Imperial Palace.

"Your Highness, I heard that the Shaanxi rioters have come to our Henan territory. Should we write to His Majesty and ask the court to send some troops to encircle and suppress them?"

The chief secretary of the palace stood beside him with his body hunched, adding wine to Zhu Changxun's cup while speaking with a worried look on his face.

Zhu Changxun didn't care at all. He sat up straight with great effort and put his hand into the maid's arms to tease her.

"Rampants? Just a bunch of rabble!"

"Even if I borrow a hundred courage from them, they may not dare to come to Luoyang to cause trouble!"

Chapter 323 You Won’t Eat My Rice Anyway

Zhu Changxun's confidence is not without reason.

After all, the Ming Dynasty at this time was far from the time in history when he was boiled to death.

In addition to its own defenses, Luoyang City also has a number of checkpoints in the surrounding area, including Hangu Pass, Longmen Pass, and Dagu Pass.

Therefore, under normal circumstances, it would not be a matter of a day or a night to capture Luoyang, otherwise Luoyang would not have become the ancient capital of thirteen dynasties.

Once the war becomes stalemate, the various guards in Henan will surely come to support as quickly as possible.

The Prince of Fu is the uncle of the current emperor in terms of seniority. If anything goes wrong with him, the other guards will naturally suffer the consequences.

And this is what Prince Fu Zhu Changxun relies on!

When the song ended, he stretched his sore arms and smiled at the maid beside him.

"I have to go to the bathroom urgently. Please carry me to the bathroom!"

A dozen maids immediately gathered around and together they lifted up the fat man weighing nearly three or four hundred pounds.

There's no way, he's too fat and it's difficult for him to move freely.

After walking a dozen steps at most, I would be exhausted and out of breath.

The outhouse in the palace was for servants to use. As a prince, he naturally could not squeeze together with the servants to defecate.

In a separate room, there was a toilet made of golden nanmu wood, and it was covered with a thick layer of wood ash.

This is not ordinary wood ash, but the ash obtained by burning a mixture of various natural spices such as sandalwood, nard, borneol, etc.!

Because of his heavy weight, a frame was added to the toilet. Zhu Changxun sat on it and still did not forget to have fun.

When it was done, four maids lifted him up, and another maid came to the back with a fine silk handkerchief to wipe him.

The silk handkerchief used for wiping was not washed but was directly taken out of the house and thrown away together with the poop. It was so luxurious!

Zhu Changxun didn't think there was anything wrong with spending an ordinary person's lifetime income just on his poop.

Who made me the most beloved son of Emperor Wanli?

Although the late emperor has passed away, the one on the throne today is our nephew!

That's the qualification!

He had no idea that at this moment, Chonglou had successfully sneaked into Luoyang city.

He was originally from the Jinyiwei and held the official position of a captain in the Northern Pacification Division. All he had to do was change back into his original attire. There would be very few people in Luoyang City who dared to stop him!

After entering the city, he followed the secret signs of the Jinyiwei on the streets and alleys and easily found the Luoyang Qianhu Suo.

"Who is coming!"

"The Northern Pacification Division's Hundred Household, Chonglou!"

"I have an important matter to discuss with your chief minister!"

Looking at the Jinyiwei blocking the door, Chonglou smiled and threw the badge over, along with a silver ingot.

The Jinyiwei took it and checked it carefully, then smiled and pushed open the door behind him.

"Master Zhong, wait a moment. I will go and report first!"

With his status and generosity, he arrived at the lobby of Jinyiwei after an incense stick of time.

The commander of the Luoyang Jinyiwei was named Fu Zhenglin. When he saw Chonglou coming in, he immediately greeted him with a smile on his face.

"Hahahaha!"

"You are so honored to be here. We are sorry for not welcoming you from afar. Please forgive us!"

Although he was a thousand households, he was an official sent to a remote place.

Although Chonglou is only a centurion, he has the identity of the Northern Pacification Office.

Facing the officials from Beijing, he, a local official, was very conscious and kept a low profile.

The most important thing is......

Just for asking someone to inform him, he was given a tip of ten taels of silver, which was enough to show how rich this guy was.

"You are too polite, Mr. Fu. I am sorry to bother you by coming here without asking!"

Chonglou also smiled in response, walked over and bowed to Fu Zhenglin.

Fu Zhenglin personally pulled over a chair and asked his men to bring tea.

"Please take a seat, Captain. May I ask why you are here this time?"

Chonglou sat down on the chair without any hesitation and crossed his legs.

"A certain family doesn't like beating around the bush, so they get straight to the point."

"I wonder what Captain Fu thinks of that gentleman in Luoyang City?"

There is only one person who can be called the master in Luoyang city.

That is Prince Fu Zhu Changxun!

Fu Zhenglin also knew it very well, but he didn't understand why Chonglou suddenly asked this, so he was stunned for a moment.

He didn't speak until his men brought him tea.

"Are you asking this on behalf of His Majesty?"

Chonglou waved his hand, took the tea and took a sip: "No, no, I just think that the Luoyang Thousand Household has wronged you, sir."

This made Fu Zhenglin even more confused: "Brother, I am born stupid, can you please speak frankly?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chonglou put the teacup heavily back on the table and uttered four words lightly.

"Rebellion against Prince Fu!"

Fu Zhenglin's body shook violently, and then he shouted loudly to the outside.

"Somebody come!"

"Eh? Brother Fu, what are you doing? Even if you want to take a certain family to ask for credit from Prince Fu, you have to wait until I finish my words, right?"

Chonglou didn't show any sign of nervousness. He smiled and took out a stack of banknotes from his pocket.

This silver note is merely a deposit certificate of a business in the city and cannot be exchanged throughout the country, but it is sufficient for use in Luoyang City.

Otherwise, it would be obviously unrealistic to ask him to carry a bunch of silver boxes to meet people.

The mark on the banknote was extremely bright red. Fu Zhenglin only took a glance and recognized that it was something from the Fu family business in the east of the city.

The Fu family business was opened by Prince Fu’s brother-in-law!

Not to mention in Luoyang city, even in the whole Henan Province, it is hard currency!

Looking at the number on the ticket, Fu Zhenglin reached out to stop the Jinyiwei who were about to rush in, and personally stepped forward to close the door.

When he came back, he sat down next to Chonglou with a serious face.

"Brother, what do you mean?"

Chonglou smiled indifferently and pushed the banknote towards Fu Zhenglin.

"I don't mean anything else. To be honest with you, sir, I have already joined the Qin army!"

"My King Qin Chuang heard that Master Qianhu is both civil and military, so he specially sent me here to invite Master to discuss great things together!"

"As long as you are willing to help us at the critical moment, this will be the deposit!"

"After the task is completed, I will give you ten times the silver!"

Upon hearing this, Fu Zhenglin looked at the stack of banknotes with an uncertain expression.

The denomination of each bill is one hundred taels, and judging from the thickness, there are at least dozens of them!

This must cost several thousand taels of silver, right?

Or just a deposit?

As for what Chonglou said about him defecting to the Qin army, Fu Zhenglin simply ignored it.

Does it have anything to do with me whether you vote or not?

You won’t eat my rice anyway, so do whatever you want!

But then he thought of what Chonglou had said before, the four words "rebellious Prince Fu"!

But this only made him hesitate for a moment!

What does it have to do with me whether that guy who is fatter than a pig is dead or alive?

He stretched out his hand with a smile, put the silver note into his pocket, and then personally poured Chonglou another cup of tea.

"I wonder what you mean by the critical moment brother just mentioned?"

[There are guests at home, so I can only update twice today, sorry]

Chapter 324 Siege

Before entering the city, Chonglou thought of two excuses.

First, I will use silver to ask for directions. If the thousand households in Luoyang City can stick to the bottom line, then I can consider telling him the truth.

But if he was blinded by the silver, there would be no need for him to live anymore.

So, when Chonglou saw Fu Zhenglin putting away the banknotes, a cold murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

But then he smiled and said.

"Brother Fu is indeed a great man!"

"In that case, I'll be frank with you, brother!"

"Early tomorrow morning, the Qin army will launch a massive attack on Luoyang City. When the time comes, all you need to do is to do this and that..."

Although Fu Zhenglin put away the banknotes, he was still somewhat uneasy.

But as Chonglou told him the plan, his slight doubts quickly disappeared.

The two of them "plotted" in the room for two hours, until the three-o'clock bell rang outside, and the door of the Jinyiwei lobby was reopened.

Fu Zhenglin called his trusted subordinates and explained some things to them in a low voice.

One of the centurions frowned after hearing this and couldn't help asking, "Sir, is this really necessary?"

Fu Zhenglin smiled coldly: "Why not?"

"You have also heard about the attitude of the court towards the Qin army. What happened to Wei Yan after he was ordered to destroy the Qin army?"

"When we really face the Qin army, we will mainly try to appease them!"