Zhu Yuanzhang can see my dreams

Chapter 353: The First Time I Saw the Drum of Dengwen

Jiang Huan felt that Wang Buli's question clearly showed that he did not just know his identity.

He didn't know when he was exposed.

Or did the prince consort start to suspect me from the moment I first appeared in the county government office?
In this matter, Jiang Huan was completely powerless to fight back.

He knew that I was an undercover agent and kept me with him without rejecting me. I had become an open chess piece.

The fact that he didn't say anything for such a long time shows that the prince consort has something on his mind.

Wang Buli's suspicion of Jiang Huan began as soon as he entered the county government office.

He didn't know how many people in the county government before were inspectors, but he knew that many of the new people were inspectors.

After all, he was very familiar with Jiangning County.

Without letters of recommendation from senior officials, these temporary workers cannot just come in.

But some things don't need to be put on the surface.

The first commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, Mao Xiang, was in charge of the Hu Weiyong case. After Li Shanchang was killed, a large number of civil servants were purged and Mao Xiang was executed by Zhu Yuanzhang.

The second Jinyiwei commander, Jiang Lin, reported Lan Yu for treason, implicating thirteen marquises and two uncles, and killing 15,000 people in the clan, almost catching all the generals who had conquered the world. In the end, Jiang Lin was sentenced to death by drinking a glass of poisoned wine.

"Are there too many people in the Jinyiwei who want to make merit?" Wang Buli covered the small stove on his chest:

"If a knife is eager to cut meat on its own, it will easily be abandoned by its owner."

Jiang Li shook his head: "My Lord, I am in a low position now and have little power. I can only obey orders in many matters, but I have no decision-making power."

"Don't tell me that after following me for so many years, you are only a lieutenant. That would make me look down on you."

Wang Buli felt that Zhu Yuanzhang had kept such a big secret from others in order to monitor him, and it must be top secret. This was more promising than eavesdropping on officials in the court.

"I dare not hide it from you, my Lord, I am now a deputy captain."

Jiang Huan felt that he had been promoted quickly by following Wang Buli, but he never expected that he would be looked down upon by his husband.

Wang Buli leaned against the carriage.

From the fifth rank official position, Jiang Huan still has twenty people above him to climb to the position of commander.

According to calculations, Li Shanchang only had a few more years left to live.

What kind of achievements did Jiang Li make to be promoted directly from deputy captain to commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard?

"Jinyiwei Commander Mao Xiang will not have a good ending in the future." Wang Buli looked at Jiang Huan and smiled, "Now he has no control at all, or he is wantonly showing the cruel methods of Jinyiwei.

He wanted to fabricate charges and put more people in jail in order to tarnish their path to advancement, so it was normal for him to be abandoned by His Majesty in the end.

Since you have made a knife, you must be prepared to be thrown away.

There are too many secrets, and it would be difficult for the emperor to believe that he is not dead.

The emperor always thinks about the future generations, unlike us ordinary people who only think about our own lifetime, or at best, our grandchildren's future."

Jiang Huan's eyes showed shock and he didn't know what to say.

He really did not expect that Wang Buli would assert that the high-ranking Jinyiwei commander Mao Xiang would not have a good end.

Now that the big case of Hu Weiyong has been solved, everyone in the Jinyiwei is very excited and wants to capture more of Hu Weiyong's accomplices.

Therefore, there were quite a few people who were severely tortured in the imperial prison.

But after being with Wang Buli for so many years, Jiang Huan inexplicably believed in Wang Buli's judgment.

If I continue to follow Mao Xiang, won't I end up in trouble?
Because he is the most important chess piece lurking beside the Prince Consort, in addition to reporting to His Majesty, as a commander he also needs to grasp some information from time to time in order to respond to His Majesty's inquiries.

Therefore, although Jiang Huan is a deputy captain, everyone knows that his future will never stop at this position.

But after hearing what Wang Buli said just now, Jiang Huan was so frightened that he broke out in a cold sweat.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, and there were few pedestrians on the streets.

"What does the Prince Consort want to know?"

“I’m not that curious.”

Jiang Huan was puzzled when he heard this. What did the prince consort mean by revealing his identity?
Wang Buli put the stove in his hand on the table and said, "I'm just warning you, don't get involved in this. If you bring in a new face, I'll get annoyed and want to kill him."

"I will remember the Prince Consort's teachings."

Jiang Huan quickly kowtowed to Wang Buli.

Wang Buli dozed off on the warm cushion. Zhu Yuanzhang was a man who knew how to pass the buck. He had the final say on when to take off these white gloves.

What I just said to Jiang Huan could be considered as some advice to him.

Now that Hu Weiyong has fallen, these Jinyiwei people are trying to expand the scope and implicate innocent people. Wang Buli really did not expect that Luo Guanzhong, a writer, was also targeted.

Inside Dali Temple.

Everyone was doing nothing.

After Wang Buli came in, everyone saluted and then said:

"The snow has stopped, so everyone can do some free time to sweep the snow or do some exercise.

While making it convenient for everyone to enter and exit, it also prevents people from being inactive for long periods of time and becoming sick.

Besides, we don’t keep idle people in the Dali Temple. It’s just that the department has just been established and there are not many cases, but we can’t let them develop the bad habit of doing nothing. "

Jing Qing and others felt that it was a bit unpleasant to sweep the snow just after it stopped snowing.

Wen Ke immediately went to find some snow removal tools.

Fang Xiaoru had experience in the north and had seen heavier snow than this.

At that time, I was tricked by Wang Buli into going to the north while in the Imperial College. It was only after three years that I had the opportunity to come back.

When I went there the first year, my hands and feet were so frozen that they had sores.

He actually saw the scenery of the north, with thousands of miles of ice and snow.

His hands still feel a little itchy now that the weather is cold.

Everyone gathered together and was somewhat confused about Wang Buli's method of health preservation.

Jing Qing watched Wang Buli, wearing gloves, dividing the areas and grouping them. After all, some roads had to be cleared and the snow had to be transported into the ditches outside.

Wang Buli did not give instructions casually, but took a shovel and took some people to the street to start shoveling snow. He played a leading role after all.

Seeing that the temple minister was working, everyone stopped slacking off, stopped talking and just worked honestly.

"Wen Ke, ask the kitchen to dig up some frozen mutton. Let's have some mutton hotpot today."

"Yes."

Wen Ke knew what to do. As soon as he entered the yard, he shouted to the kitchen, "The temple minister has ordered that we have mutton hotpot in the evening. Go buy tofu and take out the radishes and cabbages hidden in the cellar."

Cabbage was grown in the middle and lower reaches of the Yangtze River during the Yuan Dynasty, but it was just pakchoy. It was not until Lee Seong-gye established Joseon that cabbage was introduced to Joseon from the Ming Dynasty and became the main ingredient of kimchi.

Jing Qing and others were overjoyed when they heard that they could get together to eat mutton hotpot in the evening.

After all, at present, their families are not very wealthy, and many of them live in the extra rooms in the Dali Temple as dormitories, thus avoiding the expense of renting houses.

Fortunately, we are all young people and have much to talk about since we live together.

At least in terms of welfare, Wang Buli provided the most to his subordinates compared to other government offices.

Wen Ke felt that life here was no different from life in the county government office, the only difference was that there were fewer people and he didn't have to worry about so many things.

This period of time on duty at the yamen can be said to be the most relaxing period.

But Wen Ke looked at Jiang Huan who was always working hard and wondered why this boy became so dull.

He couldn't figure out who the Jinyiwei were, but he could tell.

This kid Jiang Huan is a man with a background and is not a native of Jiangning County.

Otherwise, why would he be arranged to cling to the big tree of the Prince Consort?
The pedestrians on the street today did not expect that the Dali Temple would sweep the snow by themselves without waiting for the people from the Military Affairs Department to come.

For a moment, they did not think that Wang Buli, the current imperial consort, was close to the people, but that the emperor no longer favored him. Otherwise, how could he allow him to do such a vulgar thing?
Wang Buli didn't care much about these rumors. After all, some people would just treat others differently based on their taste.

There were no stone lions at the entrance of the Dali Temple, but two large snowmen were erected under the command of Wang Buli.

Everyone found it very interesting.

Fang Xiaoru sat next to Wang Buli, watching Wang Buli eating mutton, and listening to Wen Ke talking about some interesting stories in the county government in the past, with a smile on his face.

He always felt that Wang Buli was a person who did not want to make progress, but he always did his job well and did not have any big pursuits in officialdom.

Fang Xiaoru did not understand Wang Buli's ideas.

In his opinion, he is obviously a very capable person, so why would he allow himself to fall into depravity and not work hard to move forward?
When you become a high-ranking official, you will have more power to help people all over the world.

This is what he should do.

The people from the Dali Temple gathered around three tables, each eating hot dishes and drinking warm wine.

Although Wang Buli asked the kitchen to buy wine, he only allowed three bowls per person and did not allow more. In winter, if you drank too much and went outside to urinate, you could easily fall down and freeze to death.

"I'm full, you eat slowly."

Wang Buli left the meeting on his own initiative and did not cause any trouble here.

After all, he is the chief officer. Even if everyone acts too cordially in the presence of the leader, the officials below cannot relax and are always tense.

This situation happened soon after Wang Buli left. Everyone became more lively and no longer tense.

Wang Buli returned to the room, leaned on the recliner, covered with a blanket, and the stove next to him was burning brightly.

He actually doesn't like this kind of old age life, as there aren't many entertainment facilities.

Wang Buli even missed the days when he listened to books on his mobile phone.

When lying down, Wang Buli liked to daydream and recall the past. He still felt quite lonely after coming to Daming.

It will take such a long time for the fourth prince to ascend the throne. Ever since the exposure, Wang Buli didn't know how to speed up Zhu Di's ascension to the throne.

really.

Once the goal takes too long, Wang Buli feels that he will inevitably become lazy.

In addition, his secret was known to others, which made him feel very depressed.

You are never the only lucky person in the world.

"My Lord, the hot tea is ready. Bring it in with you."

Wen Ke shouted outside the door, and Wang Buli responded and asked him to open the window a little so that he could see the snow scene.

Wen Ke was stunned for a moment, walked over and opened half of the window.

Looking out from here, you can actually see a few stars.

"My Lord, it's cold, we can't keep it open for too long."

"Ah."

Wang Bulili responded and waved for him to go out, as he wanted to be alone for a while.

He was still thinking that after Zhu Di went to Beiping, there would be no need for him to encourage him, as there would naturally be Yao Guangxiao and others.

And knowing the future of the Ming Dynasty, Wang Buli didn't believe that Zhu Di himself would not have such an idea.

Even though they were thousands of miles apart, they could still be in touch, and Zhu Yuanzhang was among them.

Wang Buli didn't know how to plan for Zhu Di, so this news was kept from Zhu Biao.

Zhu Yuanzhang never told the truth to his eldest son.

Wang Buli naturally would not break this window paper, and he even told Zhu Biao what Wang Shangjia said. In short, he was just trying to make people happy.

"It's meaningless." Wang Buli felt the cold air coming towards him: "Ah, governing a country is really difficult. I'm too lazy to think about it."

Wang Buli was complaining here.

Zhu Yuanzhang and his son were still reviewing memorials.

Fortunately, there was a stove made by Wang Buli, so they wouldn't be cold even in previous years, but it was warmer this way.

Jinyiwei commander Mao Xiang once again delivered today's news about Wang Buli to Zhu Yuanzhang.

Zhu Yuanzhang took off his glasses, stood up, stretched his numb body, and asked Mao Xiang to read it to him.

He is always looking at words, and he doesn't recognize some of them anymore.

"Oh."

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't expect that Wang Buli would mobilize his subordinates to sweep the snow and make snowmen themselves. It seemed that he was bored.

As a newly established department, it is understandable that there is little work at present.

"Wang Buli, you always come up with something new for us."

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said to Zhu Biao, "Tell Xue Xiang to send two stone lions to their yamen. The chief official doesn't know how to ask for them, but has to use this situation to imply that the Dali Temple has no dignity.

That is to say, I can understand it thoroughly, and others will only think that my son-in-law is not doing his job properly. "

Zhu Biao responded.

In fact, he felt in his heart that Wang Buli was just a childlike person, and he had never thought of using a snowman to ask for the majestic stone lion. This was just a personal over-interpretation.

But since there were outsiders present at the time, Zhu Biao was too embarrassed to expose his father's interpretation, and he kept saying things like his father was wise.

Mao Xiang continued reading, and when he heard Wang Buli say that governing a country was very difficult, he agreed deeply.

Even a man like Wang Buli, who had had a lot of luck, found governing a country difficult.

Being a qualified king is extremely difficult.

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand and asked Mao Xiang to leave.

"Biao'er." Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but emo late at night:
"This kid is just a consort and he thinks governing a country is so difficult. You've governed the country yourself when you were the crown prince, so why haven't I ever heard you complain?"

Zhu Biao felt annoyed at times, but after so many years of high-intensity work, his body had become accustomed to it.

What's more, with his father taking care of things in front of him, he had to deal with trivial matters most of the time, which was also very tiring.

So since his father didn't complain much, as a son he had no right to complain.

After all, all this hard work is for him to ascend the throne in the future so that he can have an easier time.

In addition, after seeing so many of his descendants who were incompetent and lazy in their work, Zhu Biao became even more afraid to neglect his duties, for fear that he would set a bad example for them.

"Dad." Zhu Biao shook his head slightly:
"I may feel this way sometimes, but this is my Ming Dynasty after all. No matter how hard or tiring it is, I have to grit my teeth and persevere."

"Good boy."

Zhu Yuanzhang exclaimed in admiration, saying, what a good awakening! Why is he not destined to be an emperor?
If the Ming Dynasty was in his hands, there would be no need for them to fight each other.

"Buli is quite experienced in keeping fit. He said that we can't sit for too long. You should also do some exercise."

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed. He actually felt that the four officials who assisted him were of little help.

Most of the time, when his eyes were tired, he would stand aside and act as the person reading memorials.

"My son knows."

Zhu Biao stood up and started practicing Ba Duan Jin.

These days he has also been practicing Ba Duan Jin with the princess.

Although Zhu Yuanzhang knew how long he had lived, who wouldn't want to live longer?

So he also stood behind his son and imitated him, just to exercise.

The snow in Nanjing soon left.

The snow in the ditches has also melted.

Wang Buli looked at the stone lions that the Ministry of Works had sent to him and placed them in front of the door, and for a moment he felt a little dazed.

In fact, this stone lion has not been completed at all. The stone ball in its mouth has not been carved out yet and still needs to be carved on site.

Wang Buli told Wen Ke to entertain the craftsmen well, saying that even if he added an extra pair of bowls and chopsticks, they wouldn't be able to eat much.

Just as everyone was watching, a passing coal truck suddenly stretched out a hand, scaring the people on the street and causing them to scream loudly.

Jiang Huan immediately protected Wang Buli, shouting and warning, while slowly retreating back to the Dali Temple.

In fact, the crowd was frightened by the person who suddenly shouted.

Wang Buli looked at the pair of black hands, both of which were covered with frostbite. He found it hard to imagine that such a person could have the intention of assassinating someone.

As the lid was opened, a man with a black face and disheveled hair was revealed. He looked at the crowd outside and said in a very sharp voice:

"My dear fellows, how can I go to beat the drum for the purpose of hearing the news?"

"Not a local." Wen Ke muttered softly as he stood in front of Wang Buli.

"Brother in the car, don't worry." Wang Buli said in a clear voice, "The government officials will arrive soon and then they can take you to the drum to report the incident."

"We can't let the government arrest us. You are all in collusion. I want to see the emperor."

The man, who looked like a fugitive, stepped out of the car and fell directly to the ground.

Wang Buli then took a closer look. The man was only wearing a single layer of clothing, which was so tattered that his skin was exposed.
"It looks like he really came to file a complaint."

"My Lord, do you want us to take action?"

"Wen Ke, go and call the Jiangning County Dianshi over."

"Jiang Huan, find him a blanket to wrap him up, or he will freeze to death." Wang Buli didn't want to respond.

"I have never seen such a lively scene as beating the drum to report the incident. He was allowed to meet His Majesty in this state. I want to hear how wronged he is."

(End of this chapter)