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Chapter 11: King Yan
Before stepping into Duke Song's mansion, Peng Ke was actually very peaceful in his heart.

He has always looked at the world from the perspective of an outsider.

So he would advise Song Zhong not to make mistakes, he would not care much about his marriage, he only cared about benefits, and he would still have a little expectation and excitement for the upcoming small friction between Taisun and King Yan.

I will look forward to how in this great era, I will take the opportunity to climb up, become a hero of Jingnan, and become a powerful minister with power!

May I ask which traverser is not like this?
In addition to cherishing his own life, he actually has an indifferent attitude towards everything.

Two years ago, the Lanyu case caused a sensation throughout the Ming Dynasty. 5000 officials were killed, involving the Thirteenth Marquis and the Second Uncle.

Except that Penke was a little worried about whether his father would be implicated at the beginning, then he felt like watching an immersive historical blockbuster, witnessing the excitement of history happening in front of his eyes.

However, when he killed the Song Guogong he was familiar with and knew with his own hands!
Seeing him collapsed in front of him and twitching helplessly, for the first time, Peng Ke had a sense of reality that he was in this world!

For the first time, he became a participant from the perspective of a bystander!
For the first time, he realized how cruel and ruthless this world where imperial power is supreme is.

These big men, for the rights and desires in their hands, can overwhelm the lives of all living beings with a single thought.

And he, Peng Ke, even if he is the son of Huaininghou, is just a pawn in the hands of these big shots that can be discarded at will.

This reality made his hands and feet cold, as if he had fallen into a cold prison.

Even if he obtained some benefits in the following conflict between Taisun and King Yan, he climbed up so many layers, became a second-rank, first-rank official, was named a marquis and a general, and even became a duke. Zu, so what?
It's just from a small chess piece to a bigger chess piece.

In the end, he still couldn't escape the fate of being at the mercy of the man sitting on the throne.

This status quo should not exist, something new is needed to replace it!

Penke, who possesses the soul of modern people, began to take root and germinate in his heart as a small seed.

This world, which possesses science and technology that far exceeds the level of the first industrial revolution in the previous life, but is still in a feudal society, needs a revolution, an ideological revolution!

What is a revolution?

Taking something away from the minority and spreading it to a wider group is revolution!

Stepping out of the gate of Song Guogong's mansion, Peng Ke looked up at the cloudless and clear sky, with many thoughts in his heart.

Perhaps, God sent him to this fantastic Ming Dynasty. This era when modern science has just entered people's field of vision, the mystery has not completely dissipated, and the ignorant people have just raised their heads to look up at the world from an acre of land is for the sake of innovation. !
"My lord, I have sorted out the information on the Mu family that you asked me to collect. Do you need to go through it now?"

An abrupt voice interrupted Peng Ke, who was imagining that he had become a revolutionary mentor and set off a frenzy of ideological liberation in Ming Dynasty.

After recovering from YY, Peng Ke looked at a file handed in front of him, coughed lightly, and reached out to take it.

Although lust is good, you can't be greedy.

Let's just focus on the reality in front of us.

Holding this dossier, Peng Ke boarded the steam car, ready to return to the palace to return to his command.

Now he has small arms and thin legs, but he doesn't have the conditions to engage in revolution. Don't be defeated by Emperor Hongwu before he succeeds.
After Peng Ke left the Duke of Song's mansion with Jin Yiwei, the news that Feng Sheng was bestowed to death by Emperor Hongwu, and no one could succeed him, spread rapidly among the noble class of Ming Dynasty.

According to the conclusion given by Emperor Hongwu, Feng Sheng was included in Lanyu's party, which was part of Lanyu's case.

The inner meaning is that it will not continue to expand, and it will be over when Feng Sheng is reached. Some dignitaries who have had close contacts with Feng Sheng are relieved.

However, the death of Song Guogong this time can be regarded as a deterrent and demonstration by Emperor Hongwu.

He clearly told all the ministers in the court, Xungui, not to have any unreasonable thoughts about who the successor on the dragon chair is, and obediently follow our designated grandson, otherwise Emperor Hongwu doesn't mind digging out another one. "Sapphire Party".

Now the Sapphire Party is about to become the Zhulu that everyone shouted and beaten in the Western Han Dynasty. No matter who it is, as long as the emperor dislikes you and thinks you are in the way, he can classify you as the Sapphire Party and give you death.

There is no place to cry for injustice!
After being intimidated by such a threat, everyone put away their wings one after another, and became a lot more honest.

In front of Emperor Hong Wu, who was becoming more and more unpredictable and suspicious, it was better not to make any small moves.

On the other hand, under the arrangement of Peng Ke, through an underground telegraph cable specially used to transmit official documents, Yingtian Mansion went directly to Beiping Mansion, and the news about Song Guogong's death was sent to Yan Wang Mansion through an internal private line.

It was already evening when the information was sent in.

King Yan's family is having dinner together.

Emperor Hongwu was not only talented, but also a very powerful master of time management. Not only was he able to handle all the affairs of the huge empire of Ming Dynasty in an orderly manner, but he also had a lot of time for entertainment.

And enough entertainment time, in exchange for the good fortune of having more children.

Emperor Hongwu has given birth to a total of 26 sons so far, and among the emperors of all dynasties, he is also very fertile.

King Yan is the fourth child of Emperor Hongwu.

King Yan was also quite blessed with many sons. He gave birth to four sons and five daughters. Except for the four sons born in Hongwu in 25 years who died early, the other children grew up healthily.

Looking at the scene where the whole family gathered for a meal, King Yan still felt quite happy in his heart.

Even for King Yan, who grew up in the south since he was a child, the land of Yanbei is really a bit bitter and cold. Even though he has been a feudal clan for 15 years, his body is still very uncomfortable.

And every year they have to fight against the northern barbarians!

"It's better to be in Yingtian Mansion." Holding a bowl of high-quality rice from Jiangnan, King Yan sighed rather melancholy.

But looking at his inexplicable expression, it seems that he does not refer to the good weather and food in the south of the Yangtze River, and I am afraid it means something else.

The most stable boss, Zhu Gaochi, is still far away in Yingtianfu as a "proton"!

The only ones sitting at the bottom were the second and third children who were always belligerent. Hearing what my father said, I couldn't help but feel a little hot and excited.

"Father, Grandpa Huang really wants to pass on the position to Zhu Yunqi? Since ancient times, the throne has been inherited by father and son, and brothers will eventually follow. There is no reason to pass it on to grandson!"

"After the death of the first prince, the second son, King Qin, also passed away this year, and the third son, King Jin, was brutal. Everyone in the world knows that he should not be enshrined in the ancestral temple!"

"The position of prince should belong to father!"

Zhu Di cast a cold glance at the impulsive two sons, and angrily said: "Grandpa Huang and the two uncles, are you two people who can talk about it?"

"The great affairs of the country, the country, and the country are not allowed to be criticized casually!"

"After the meal, each go to get the ten army sticks, so as to set an example to others."

"Father! I'm not wrong!" Zhu Gaoxu, the tall and burly second child, immediately became impatient. He was clearly supporting his father, so why should he be punished.

"Still talking back!"

Zhu Di was about to yell at him, but the housekeeper of the palace opened the door, walked quickly to Zhu Di, handed over a translated telegram, and said in a low voice, "My lord, the news from Beijing is urgent!"

Only then did Zhu Di hold back his anger for the time being, and turned around to accept the telegram.

"This telegram is really convenient. The Prince Huaining is really good. He can actually research such a thing that transmits information over long distances. It's that kind of thing. Generators, yes, generators are difficult to do, and they are still not as stable as steam engines. .”

Zhu Di said with a smile while looking at the content of the telegram.

However, at this glance, the smile on his face immediately froze, and then he sighed heavily.

Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui looked at each other, and asked puzzledly, "Father, what's wrong?"

"Song Guogong, after all, he was bestowed to death by the old man."

Zhu Di was in an extremely bad mood.

Emperor Hongwu's determination to safeguard his grandson's succession to the throne is really extremely firm.

This puzzled him.

No matter whether it's essays on martial arts, power tactics and ability to control subordinates, how can I not compare to that young and weak crowned boy?

Why!
(End of this chapter)