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

In name, the Jinyiwei was the emperor's personal army, but its internal officials, the Ministry of War, had the right to interfere in the selection of its internal officials.

However, whether this right can actually be used depends on the emperor's mood.

Just like Zhu Youxiao's assessment of Sun Kangwang and others, even if the Ministry of War knew about it, it could only turn a blind eye.

If the Ministry of War in the capital was like this, how could he, the Minister of War in Nanjing, dare to give orders to the Embroidered Uniform Guard?

At this moment, a minor official rushed in, kicked the door threshold, and fell flat on his face in front of the officials.

The clerk did not cry out in pain. He grinned, climbed up, and bowed to everyone.

"My Lords, there is, there is, there is a decree!"

A hint of doubt flashed in Liu Tingyuan's eyes and he waved his hand.

"Everyone, welcome them together!"

"No need!"

Yutong's voice came from outside the door. He lifted his skirt with one hand and stepped over the threshold.

Four Xuanwu Lang followed closely behind him, with two guards on each side.

In addition, there were thirty Jinyiwei behind them. They had already changed into Feiyu uniforms and hung up Embroidered Spring Swords.

This feeling of being protected by someone made Yutong secretly happy.

So, after entering the door, he faced the gazes of a group of officials and shouted loudly.

"There is an oral order. Officials from the six ministries in Nanjing, Yingtian Prefecture, the Dali Temple, and the Metropolitan Procuratorate should receive the order!"

"Long live my emperor! Long live!"

Upon hearing this, all the officials bowed and cheered, then lowered their heads and listened quietly.

Yutong cleared his throat and raised his voice a few degrees.

"Your Majesty has ordered that you will hold court at Huangji Gate tomorrow!"

"What?"

All the officials stood there in a daze.

Tomorrow, hearing?

Huangji Gate?

This is Nanjing. It is impossible to ask them to go to Beijing to attend court.

The only explanation is that the emperor came to Nanjing!

In this case, the arrival of thousands of Jinyiwei is no longer a puzzling thing.

To accompany the emperor, not to mention that there are only so few people, even if all the Jinyiwei were mobilized, it would be nothing!

Seeing these people's shocked expressions, Yutong smiled and said, "My Lords, did you hear it clearly? Do you want me to repeat it again?"

"I heard it clearly, I heard it clearly, no need for you to repeat it."

Liu Tingyuan quickly bowed in response, and at the same time, he unnoticeably took out a stack of things from his sleeve and stuffed them into Youtong's hand.

"But, sir, why did His Majesty suddenly come to Nanjing? Is there any hidden reason behind this?"

"If it is convenient, please tell me something, so that I can be prepared when I go to court tomorrow."

Yutong rubbed the stack of things with his fingers, and there was a hint of contempt and disdain in his eyes when he looked at Liu Tingyuan.

Damn, what do you think of our family?

bribery?

Ah!

"It's inconvenient! Everyone, please do as you please!"

He just snorted coldly and left.

only........

Liu Tingyuan was stunned.

! ! ! !

This damn eunuch, he just left like that?

You took the money, didn't reveal any information, and just left like that?

That's five hundred taels of silver...

In Zuixian Tower, Zhu Youxiao had already changed into white clothes and was holding a folding fan in his hand.

As for Ling Nan, E Zhenshi and others, he threw them into the woodshed and would take them with him when he went to court tomorrow.

And now he...

"Li Dingguo, come here!"

"Holding a fan in the middle of winter, how sick must your brain be to come up with such an idea?"

Li Dingguo chuckled and said, "Sir, I saw today that all the scholars in the city seem to be holding this. The younger they are, the more common it is."

"In your words, this should be called... style?"

"Yes, that's right, this is the style of the literati in Nanjing!"

"We are going to Qinhuai River, so we have to dress like them, right?"

Zhu Youxiao:...........

Style?

Be a role model!

But for the sake of admiration...

Oh no, I am the emperor, those women can't afford the word 'reverence'!

It should be the Imperial View!

In order to appreciate the Qinhuai style, it is acceptable to pretend.

After looking at his outfit again, he casually threw the long hairband behind him and snapped his fingers at Li Dingguo.

"Let's go!"

"Yes!"

Li Dingguo clasped his hands and immediately led his men to clear the way.

Sun Kangwang, on the other hand, followed behind with several Jinyiwei in plain clothes, observing everything around them with sharp eyes.

As soon as everyone went out, they met Youtong who had returned with the imperial edict.

"You kid, are you done with the notification?"

Zhu Youxiao looked at him with some surprise.

Yutong quickly reported: "My Lord, they are all in the Ministry of War at the moment, which saves me a lot of trouble."

After saying this, he took out from his sleeve the five hundred taels of silver that Liu Tingyuan had stuffed into his hand and recounted the whole story.

Zhu Youxiao frowned.

"After deducting the money, is this just a small amount of money?"

"I'm afraid it's not even enough to have tea with the girls on the Qinhuai River?"

"Sun Kangwang, have someone check on Liu Tingyuan to see if he is really poor or just stingy!"

Chapter 111 I won’t say more, just double it first, if it’s not enough, keep increasing it!

It was already December, and although the Qinhuai River was located in the south of the Yangtze River, the temperature was not much warmer than that in the north of the Yangtze River.

A thin layer of ice, as thin as paper, has formed on the surface of the river.

The flower boats were moored by the river, swaying with the flow of the river water.

When Zhu Youxiao led his men to the riverside, he could see the lights on the flower boats from a distance.

Just as Li Dingguo had said, a large group of scholars and literati were waving their folding fans and looking very showy.

It seems that these ancient literati are best at choosing grace over warmth!

"Have you heard that there's a new girl at Miaolanfang recently. She's not even ten years old yet, but she's already famous!"

"It seems to be true. I heard that she calls herself Shancaijun. She is good at poetry and painting at a young age. She is also good at music and her orchid paintings are lifelike! Although she is still young, her appearance and temperament are not inferior to any famous artist!"

"Is it true? Not even ten years old?"

"Of course she's under ten! Strictly speaking, she's only nine!"

"Hiss... What kind of background does she have to have to train her daughter so well? I bet this Shancai must be a daughter of an official!"

"No, no! She is not a daughter of an official family. As far as I know, Mr. Shancai's mother is also a singing girl on the Qinhuai River, and she is also on the Miaolan Boat!"

"Mother and daughter? No, come on, I can't wait to see them!"

"......"

Zhu Youxiao, who was hesitating about which flower boat to board to broaden his horizons, was attracted by the discussions of several scholars nearby.

Nine-year-old girls are becoming singing girls?

Is this a loss of morality or a distortion of human nature?

Do not!

This is the tragedy of the Ming Dynasty, and it is also the dereliction of duty of the emperor himself!

It would have been fine if I hadn't encountered it, but since I have, I can't let this tragedy continue.

This has nothing to do with that mother-daughter relationship...

This was simply due to the emperor's professional ethics, which made him unable to ignore a young girl who was going further and further astray!

After making the decision, he quietly followed the scholars with Youtong, Zhen Beiwang and others.

From time to time, the sound of stringed instruments could be heard from the flower boats passing by along the way.

But what was surprising was that in such an occasion, there was no ear-splitting and eye-watering call to attract customers.

For example, when grandpa comes to play...

There wasn't even a pimp to be seen.

There were only some maids, leaning on the railing of the flower boat, chatting among themselves.

Some scholars who wanted to board the ship had to obtain their consent before they could walk onto the pier leading to the flower boat.

Not far along the river bank, we saw a three-story boat with the name Miao Lan Fang docked on the shore.

Dozens of red lanterns were hung on the ship, which were particularly eye-catching under the cover of night.

A gorgeously dressed woman, accompanied by several maids, was standing by the pier, talking to some scholars.

Only when I got closer could I hear part of what was said.

The woman put one hand on her waist and pointed at the scholars with the other hand and said.

"My dear gentlemen, it's not that I'm unkind, but go and ask around, when has our Miaolan Fang ever done anything that only cares about money?"

"The rule on our boat is that who gets on board has always been decided by the girls. Even if you bring a cart of gold today, if they don't agree to let you on board, I, your mother, can't do anything about it!"

"So, if you want to get on board today, it's the same as always. Three questions, show your abilities."

"Whether it's playing the piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, or reciting poems, as long as you can satisfy the girls, you can go on board and chat with them."

Before Zhu Youxiao opened his mouth, he heard Zhen Beiwang complaining beside him.

"Oh my god, I have to be tested for visiting a brothel?"

"The scholars in Nanjing are so pitiful. They are not like us in Beijing. As long as they have enough money, they can break the bed!"

Zhu Youxiao turned around and glared at him fiercely, then slapped Zhen Beiwang on the back of the head with his backhand.

"What nonsense are you talking about? You get what you pay for, don't you understand?"