I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

Chapter 262 The Qinhuai River Sheep-Walking Ceremony That Shocked Ming Dynasty! (two chapters in one)

The main thing Zhu Zhangui came out this time was to test the performance of the iron-clad ship.

The Shenji Battalion in the north had already begun to assemble, and they had to deal with the Japanese pirates. Zhu Zhangui didn't stay in Qiongzhou too long, asked about the transshipment in the Asan area, and returned to Quanzhou with Zheng He and others.

"Have you investigated the Japanese pirates?"

Back in Quanzhou, Zhu Zhangui called, and when he was leaving, he ordered to investigate the Japanese pirates, Li Hu who was responsible for the matter.

Li Hu, who has been busy with this matter for a month, took out the map he had prepared a long time ago and explained.

"According to our investigation, these Japanese pirates come from Ezo, one of the three major islands of the Wa Kingdom."

"According to the interrogation of the captives we captured, they said that their governor sent them out. As for the purpose, they didn't say anything. They just let them take the opportunity to attack Daming's fleet and our sea area!"

"It's just that our navy often patrols the sea, and their chances of attacking are very small. Occasionally, they only attack some small villages."

"Now they have received an order to temporarily stop the attack and prepare to turn to North Korea. As for the purpose, the captive's status is too low and he knows very little!"

"Attack North Korea!"

Finding the location of North Korea on the map, Zhu Zhangui pinched the short beard on his chin, and seemed to understand what these little pumpkins were thinking.

These pumpkins probably felt that Daming was too powerful to challenge with their current strength, so they decided to let the big fish eat the small fish first, fatten themselves up bit by bit and wait for the opportunity.

In the future, when Daming showed signs of fatigue, he would launch an attack in one fell swoop, defeating Daming and revenge.

"Ha ha!"

With a rough guess, Zhu Zhangui couldn't help chuckling.

"You guys, you guys stay at home honestly. If I attack you, I can only hide it. After all, you are a country that my great-grandfather has decided not to conquer."

"But if you attack North Korea, then I have enough reasons to attack you."

Thinking that after North Korea was attacked, he would have a legitimate reason to beat Xiaowogua, Zhu Zhangui laughed and waved to Li Hu.

"As long as they don't come to Daming, don't worry about them. You all pretend not to know about their attack on North Korea."

Li Hu understood what Zhu Zhangui meant, and laughed darkly.

I have to say that it was really fun to be in Wa Kingdom. If it wasn't for attacking Ah San at that time, Li Hu really wanted to stay there for a few more days.

Thinking of the happy days during that time, he couldn't help but envy the navy and Shenji Battalion troops who stayed in Izumo.

After staying in Quanzhou for a period of time, Zhu Zhangui inspected all the shipyards and raw material reserves, and after dealing with a few small mice, he set off to return to Jinling.

Father sent several letters a day urging him to go back quickly, and new currency issuances were waiting for him.The old man also received a letter in a few days, asking him to quickly deal with the internal affairs and lead the army to attack the Western Regions.

Now is the season of recovery in spring, and it is the best time to march. The old man doesn't want to drag the war until winter.

Moreover, the people have already complained about the large-scale war that the imperial court has been waging for several years.

These soldiers on the battlefield are all their family members, and the common people are terrified every day, for fear of receiving the death notice from the Ministry of War.

Zhu Pangpang is aware of this, and has written to the old man several times, hoping to temporarily stop the war after fighting the grasslands, so that the people can take a breather.

Even for the Western Regions, Zhu Pangpang's idea is to fight again in a few years.

But his son and father directly opposed it.

In the plan of the grandfather and grandson, the Western Regions must be won.

After winning the Western Regions and facing the Timurid Empire, the imperial court and the Zhang Fu Army can carry out a southeast attack, gaining a great strategic advantage.

That is to say, Wusi Tibetan capital is a plateau area, and the Ming army can't adapt to the plateau climate there for the time being.Otherwise, the old man will definitely control it completely in one fell swoop, and then completely take the Ah San area into his pocket.At the same time, the Timurid Empire was semi-encircled.

In this way, after Daming recuperates and develops for more than ten years, it can directly push westward.

At that time, no one in the western region can stop the footsteps of Ming Dynasty, and Ming Dynasty will become the most powerful empire in the world, and also the most powerful empire in the history of the Han people.

Although the old man may not be able to see it that day, all of this is the foundation he laid down, and most of the credit will be attributed to him in the future history books.

Coupled with the contribution to the settlement of the northern grasslands, the contribution to the development of overseas colonies, the contribution to the Yongle Grand Ceremony, and the contribution to the people's affluence.

He, Zhu Di, will become the greatest emperor of Yanhuang after the first emperor.

In the morning, Jinling, the Imperial Palace.

There was no court meeting today. Except for the main officials who went to the Shangshufang to discuss government affairs, other officials went directly to their offices and started their day's work.

Now the main thing of the imperial court still revolves around the Northern War.

As for the matter of the new currency, it was handled by the Ministry of Accounts and the bank, and other departments could not intervene and did not dare to intervene.

The officials were busy in an orderly manner. A letter of memorial and a dossier were sent in, and then sent out by the officials.

After finishing dealing with the matter at hand, an official stretched his waist, glanced at the overseeing censor official, and seeing that the other party was seriously looking at the book in his hand, he picked up the teacup, pretending to be drinking tea, and said to the official next to him. whispered.

"Have you heard that many great Confucian scholars, as well as famous students in Beijing, have been called to the Sanshan Gate by the people of Jinyiwei?"

The officials who were questioned by him also glanced at the supervisory officials at Yushitai.

"Why don't you know, one of my uncles was also called over, alas, I don't know what's going on!"

The officer who asked the question was a little surprised and said, "Uncle Lin was also called?"

The officer being questioned gave a wry smile.

"Yeah, the whole family was so worried that they asked me to find a relationship to find out what happened."

"That's Jin Yiwei, I can't even hide in time, let me ask, isn't it embarrassing for me!"

"Oh, don't think about it too much. After all, there are so many people called to go, and they are not going to Jinyiwei Imperial Prison. I guess there is something wrong. You should inform them!" After a word of comfort, I picked up a memorial, pretended that I was busy, and stopped talking.

The officer being questioned opened his mouth and shook his head speechlessly.

"Boom boom boom!"

Just when all the officials were immersed in their work, there was a knock on the door of the office room.

When everyone heard the sound and looked around, they saw Ji Gang, the commander of Jinyiwei who had just returned from Beiping not long ago, looking at everyone with a smile.

"Meet Mr. Ji, meet Uncle Ji!"

Everyone in Ji Gang didn't dare to be negligent, regardless of their official positions, they all got up and greeted Ji Gang.

Some call adults, some just call uncle.

Hearing the address of the adult, Ji Gang just nodded calmly, and when he heard someone calling him uncle, Ji Gang gave the other person a direct appreciative glance.

Compared with his own official position, he prefers his title called by others.

"I would like to inform everyone that everyone put down what you are doing first and go to Sanshan Gate to watch a performance."

When the officials heard this, they suddenly remembered the great Confucian scholars who were notified last night to go to the East Gate early in the morning, and the famous scholars.

Everyone looked at me, I looked at you, and finally fixed their eyes on the head of their department.

It's a pity that their heads, as if they didn't see it, smiled at Ji Gang, and called everyone to gather at the east gate.

Seeing the officials walking out one after another, Ji Gang showed a happy smile on his face, and went to the next department to inform other officials.

Soon the civil servants in Beijing, under the curious eyes of the common people, lined up to the Sanshan Gate where the Qinhuai River was located.

"Hey, why are these old men going to the Qinhuai River? It's not a group skipping work in broad daylight to play!"

A man who was watching by the side of the road saw that the official was heading towards the Qinhuai River, and unconsciously thought of the crooked place in his mind.

"Come on, no matter how brave these old men are, they don't dare to go there in broad daylight, and they are still wearing official robes. Maybe they have something to do there!"

"Is something wrong? Besides that, what else is there to go to Qinhuai River?"

"I don't know, but I saw this morning that many famous scholars and scholars have gone there. It should be a grand event in the literary world!"

"Really, then I have to go and have a look. Maybe I can get some literary spirit and let my little boy go to high school in the imperial examination this year."

Soon, the mob of common people followed the team of officials and rushed towards the Qinhuai River.

The Qinhuai River Flower Boat, which had just closed its business not long ago, suddenly saw so many people rushing in, it was full of doubts.

The oiran contest is not going to be held today, why are these people here?
Besides, what kind of place is this place? This is the Qinhuai River, a place where talented men and beautiful women are sweet.

It's fine for those officials and literati to come, but what are you mud-legged pariahs doing here?Don't look at your own worth, is this a place where you can afford to spend?
The girls who had just finished taking off their make-up and were about to rest after a busy night, came out one after another when they saw such a big commotion outside.

Looking at the crowds on the banks of the Qinhuai River, the girls also whispered.

"Isn't that Mr. Zhang? I just stayed here last night. I was tired all night. Why didn't I go back to rest!"

"Who knows, you see so many people gathered there, and Mr. Qi, who stayed with me last night, is staying there. Maybe something is wrong!"

The girls on the flower boat were biting their ears quietly, while the men watching the fun on the shore were all drooling.

"Tsk tsk, they are all good girls. Unfortunately, the price here is too expensive, and you need to be talented to get in. If I have money, I can recite poems and write poems, and I will definitely go in and be happy!"

"That's right, just like what our young master said, tasting Baihuaye and being free in the world, this is the life a person should live!"

"Tsk tsk tsk, people with literary talents are different. They can speak so nicely when they do that." (Modified)
Soon, more and more people gathered, and the Qinhuai River could hardly get a foothold, and the crowd flowed all the way to the Sanshan Gate.

"What's going on here? Is there anything exciting to watch today?"

Zhu Pangpang, who was dealing with the struggle in the palace, received all the civil servants, great Confucians, and famous talents, and gathered at the Sanshan Gate, attracting a large number of people to follow, worried about any riots, and hurried over.

As soon as he got here, he grabbed Yang Shiqi and asked what happened.

Yang Shiqi shook his head.

"This minister doesn't know either. We are working, and the commander of Jinyiwei, Ji Gang, has entered the cabinet. He asked us to come here to watch a performance. He also said that His Royal Highness Taisun specially arranged for us Confucian students to watch! "

Zhu Pangpang trembled violently when he heard the words, and had a bad thought.

His son doesn't have much affection for Confucianism, and often complains about the scourge of Confucianism.The new school established in the past few years will fight against Confucianism in the future.

During this period of time, Zhu Pangpang also heard a thing or two about Confucianism's attack on the new learning, and wanted to take care of it, but these people agreed on the surface, but what they should do behind the scenes.

He knew the news, his son had Jinyiwei and Yueyingwei in his hands, so he must know this too.

Now that people from the Confucian school are suddenly invited to watch the play, based on Zhu Pangpang's understanding of his son, this is definitely not a good thing.

In addition to last year's Baochao case, many civil servants not only lost money, but also sent their children to work on construction sites, and there were some complaints in their hearts.

The establishment of the new learning has already made them faintly feel the danger, so these people not only do not stop the Confucian school's attack on the new learning, but have a faint intention of fanning the flames.

With his son's violent temper, he definitely wouldn't just tolerate it like this, and would definitely hit these people hard.

Thinking of these possibilities, Zhu Pangpang hesitated for a moment, and said a few words to Yang Shiqi.

"No matter what happens later, you must control the mouths of these people, or you will anger that brat in my family, and I can't stop him from doing anything!"

Yang Shiqi and the others nodded solemnly.

What Zhu Pangpang can think of, they can also think of, what Zhu Pangpang is worried about may definitely happen.

The grandson of the emperor in his family is not a good stubble.

When it comes to being ruthless, today's old man wants to be second, which is going to push Lao Zhu away.

Did the Kong family really die of plague?

Many people are skeptical about this.

Why didn't the Kong family suffer from plague when the emperor's grandson didn't go, why did the Kong family die when the emperor's grandson went?

And it was only the Kong family who suffered. None of the people in Shandong died of the plague, and they didn't even see the shadow of the plague.

No one is a fool, it's just that no one dares to say it.

When the old man and the grandson of the emperor came back from Shandong, the expressions on their faces were ready to kill.

Everyone is afraid of death. The Kong family members are all dead, and it is meaningless to provoke this matter again, except to put their own lives on the line.

So at that time, except for some students making a fuss, those great Confucians didn't even raise their heads.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

On the water in the distance outside the Sanshan Gate, three cannons were suddenly heard.

The sound of the cannon made the noisy crowd suddenly quiet down, and they all looked at the distant water.

Three large ships approached, and the ships were full of cold-faced soldiers with knives and armor.

"It's the Marine Corps!"

Seeing the flag flying on the ship, Yang Shiqi, who is the Minister of the Ministry of War, recognized the belonging of this army at a glance.

Since the navy was formalized and belonged to the imperial court, the only private troops directly under the East Palace were the Marine Corps, which was registered in the navy.

Of course, everyone knows it.

Although the navy is clearly under the administration of the imperial court, if the emperor's grandson rebels, the navy will definitely be the first to defect, and then the three major camps, the Shenji Battalion.

Under the watchful eyes of the onlookers, the boat leaned against the shore, and as the sampans were lowered, groups of armored soldiers quickly jumped down from above.

Soldiers armed with new-style muskets rushed into the crowd and climbed onto the roofs one after another, occupying favorable shooting positions.

The armored soldiers stood in front of the crowd with the Jin Yiwei who rushed over, opening a path and blocking the crowds on both sides.

"Clap clap clap!"

"Get off the boat for me!"

When the passage was opened and all parties were ready, there were waves of whips and roars on the ship.

The onlookers nodded their toes and stretched their necks to look at the boat, wanting to see what was going on, and so many people came to watch.

That's right, they didn't know. Many people came here to see the excitement after hearing about it. In fact, they didn't know what it was.

Soon, a few stout soldiers walked down from the boat first, pulling the rope that was as thick as the child's arm.

The crowd watching next saw a group of blond, blue-eyed, or black-bodied aliens being driven down by the soldiers.

"My God, it's so dark, have these people fallen into ink, why are they so dark!"

"I don't know what fell into the ink. This is called a Kunlun slave. I heard it has existed since the Tang Dynasty."

"Oh, you don't understand. The Kunlun slaves are not so dark, but their skin is darker. This one is pure black, not those Kunlun slaves with darker skin."

"Do you think it's strange? They were suppressed together. They must have been caught in the same place. Why are there white and black skins? It can't be black. They have been basking outside in the sun all the time, and the white ones have been indoors all the time." stay here!"

"Woo Hoo, did you see that? What a big cucumber!"

"I see, I see, my God, if this is dipped in miso, it must be very exciting!" (Modified)
The men onlookers looked at the white-skinned dogs and black ghosts who had been driven off the boat by the soldiers, each of them seemed to see something rare, and discussed excitedly, but they covered the eyes of the children who were following them.

It's best for children not to watch this kind of scene where nails can grow on their eyes.

"Yeah..."

Suddenly, there was a scream on the Qinhuai River.

When everyone who heard the screams turned around, they saw the girls on the flower boat running back to the flower boat in panic.

"Hahaha…"

In an instant, loud laughter came from the shore, and the naughty one even whistled at the boat.

"All quiet!"

A loud roar sounded from the boat, suppressing the noise of the onlookers.

An officer with a large speaking horn stood on the boat and looked at the startled crowd with a cold face.

Although the surrounding audience felt a little upset, they closed their mouths in fear when they saw the cold faces of the soldiers around them.

When the scene calmed down, the officer got off the boat and went straight to Ji Gang who was waiting beside him.

"Master Ji, have the things His Highness asked you to prepare?"

After clasping fists and saluting, the officer went straight to the point.

The two parties do not belong to the same department, have never been in contact with each other before, and have no polite words.

In addition, everyone was waiting, and there was no time for the two of them to chat.

Ji Gang didn't care about it, and nodded with a smile.

"It's already ready!"

As he said that, Ji Gang waved his hand, and the Jinyi guards who were waiting at the side brought several carriages over, and lifted off the raincloth on them, revealing sheets of sheepskin.

The officer nodded, raised his hand to salute Ji Gang, and waved to the soldiers waiting beside him to remove the sheepskin.

At this scene, the onlookers looked confused.

It's sheepskin and it's captive. What the hell does that mean?
The uneducated people didn't understand what it meant, but the officials and Confucians standing in front turned pale.

Captives, sheepskins, onlookers.

This Nima is so familiar with the rhythm, many people unconsciously think of the history of the Northern Song Dynasty.

Some older Confucian scholars all had pale faces and clenched fists.

They could see that His Highness wanted these captives to perform the goat-raising ceremony in the golden man period.

The so-called sheep-leading ceremony is a way for captives to accept their surrender. Regardless of men or women, they are required to take off their clothes, go topless, wear sheepskin, tie a rope around their necks, and be led like a sheep, indicating that the captives can be captured. The winner will be slaughtered at will.

During this process, some young and beautiful women would be directly taken away by the golden men at that time, and after the sheep-raising ceremony was carried out, they would have to bathe and change their clothes, and then they would be wantonly humiliated.

During the Song Dynasty, Emperors Hui and Qin were taken care of, and they were only allowed to take off their coats and be naked from the upper body.

But this kind of behavior can be said to be a serious insult to the conservative degree of society at that time, let alone a "goat-leading ceremony".

Generally speaking, on the night after the goat-leading ceremony, the captured women will be given a "bath". The so-called "bath" means serving others after taking a bath. Many women commit suicide because they cannot bear the humiliation. up.

Because women at that time regarded their own reputation as extremely important, and they chose to commit suicide when they could not bear the humiliation, because this was the last resistance they could do.

What's ridiculous is that these weak women chose to commit suicide for the sake of dignity and fame, while those guys who claimed to have read sage books survived watching all this happen for the so-called concept of restoring the country.

Why did the Northern Song Dynasty come to such an end?

Is it because their soldiers are not brave, is it because their generals dare not fight, is it because they cannot win battles?
neither.

According to statistics, the probability of winning foreign battles during the Northern Song Dynasty was still at the top in Chinese history.

The reason why they ended up like this is because these literati and bureaucrats did their best.

In the recent period, Confucianists have felt threatened, which made them start to complain about the establishment of new schools by the imperial court, thinking that the imperial court is killing donkeys.

The world is so stable, it's not because of their civil servants' management. As a result, the world has not been stable for a long time, and the imperial court began to guard against the literati.

Some people even privately said that compared with the respect for officials in the Song Dynasty, the court of the Ming Dynasty was far behind by more than one hundred and eight thousand miles.

Of course, they were just complaining about these things in private. Whoever dares to say this publicly will definitely get the whole family's cool meal without waiting until the next day.

But there is no impenetrable wall in the world, these words still reached Zhu Zhangui's ears.

Since you think the Song Dynasty is good, I will let you recall the scenery of the Song Dynasty.

A white dog and a nigger were knocked to the ground, and the soldiers rushed up and tore their clothes, put a noose around their necks, and covered them with sheepskins.

Whoever dares to resist will be beaten violently.

Even those who stubbornly wanted to stand up were directly broken by Jin Yiwei, who was assisting the soldiers, with a stick.

Screams and wailing resounded in the open space on the bank, and the onlookers, the common people, the Confucian officials, and the officials felt their scalps go numb.

However, due to a language barrier between the two parties, the white dog and the niggers didn't know what to do, so they could only kneel on the ground and tremble.

Noticing this phenomenon, Ji Gang waved at a Jin Yiwei, and soon a death row prisoner was pushed over.

Ji Gang walked forward with a cold face, and said to the death row prisoner.

"You do one thing for Ben Bo, and if your performance satisfies Ben Bo, I can apply to the emperor to exempt you from the punishment of beheading, and sentence you to work in a craftsman's camp."

"In this way, not only can you survive, but your family can also go to the artisan camp to visit you once a month and talk to you!"

The death row prisoner who was originally numb, when he heard that there was such a good thing, he agreed without saying a word.

Ji Gang nodded, walked up to the worried officer, and pointed to the death row prisoner in his ear and said a few words.

After hearing this, the officer gave Ji Gang a grateful look, then walked to the death row prisoner and said loudly.

"Now you are wearing sheep's clothing, crawling forward in front of these smashing, and you are finished when you reach the gate of the palace."

The death row prisoner was stunned after hearing what he was about to do, and then he said in embarrassment: "My lord, can the villain ask to wear a mask!"

Although he was a death row prisoner, he could not accept such an extremely insulting behavior, and his family members were still living in the capital. It is not certain that his family members and his friends were among the onlookers.

Although following the other party's words can save one's life, the family members may not be able to hold their heads up for the rest of their lives.

If the officer refused his request, he might choose to die rather than do such a humiliating thing.

The officer stared at the death row prisoner for a while, then nodded at the other person's face full of pleading.

"can!"

Soon a little ghost mask was delivered, the prisoner put on the mask, took the sheepskin handed over by Jin Yiwei, and ran directly in front of the white dog black ghost, and crawled forward bit by bit on the ground under the guidance of a Jin Yiwei .

There is no rope around his neck. Although he is a death row prisoner, he is also of Yanhuang blood. In addition, the other party is voluntary, so it is normal to have some preferential treatment.

With the previous introduction, those red white dog niggers whose necks were pulled, also understood what to do.

Although he was extremely repulsed by this kind of behavior, but seeing the cold faces of the soldiers around him, the sticks still dripping with blood, and the wailing of the companions with broken legs around him, he could only grit his teeth and walk away under the lead of the soldiers. Climb forward.

"This behavior is called the sheep-raising ceremony, and it was the shame of Jingkang in the Song Dynasty..."

When the white dog and the black ghost were crawling forward, dozens of Jinyi guards held up their loudspeakers and loudly preached the meaning of the sheep-raising ceremony to the people around them who didn't know what it meant. The shame experienced speaks out.

Since the face is going to be slapped, since the scar is going to be exposed, the slap should be loud and painful.

Some people don't give him any color, and really think that this big tomorrow belongs to their family.

Listening to Jin Yiwei's lecture, seeing the white dogs and niggers in sheep's clothing slowly crawling forward, Zhu Pangpang stomped his feet anxiously, cursing non-stop in his heart.

"You bastard, what kind of bastard is he again? This kind of thing is going to force all the civil servants to the opposite side. I'm so pissed off!"

ps: Don’t just think about the fruit photo, it’s just incidental, you can change it to something else, for example, a single thank you note, what matters to us is the title, the title, the title.

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