Ming Dynasty: The ghost betrays the Confucian sage, my son Zhu Yuanzhang

Chapter 295 Fengtian Palace is filled with blood! Zhu Yuanzhang: Kill
Fourth Master Zhu and the Great Shaman entered the desert all the way to the west. They were not in a hurry and enjoyed the magnificent scenery. On this day, when they arrived at a deserted ancient city, Fourth Master Zhu held a map and sighed: "This used to be the capital of Loulan, but now it is. There are no birds above and no animals below. As far as the eye can see, if you want to find a place, you don't know what to do." . Only the bones of the dead are the signs.”

"Loulan?" The great shaman glanced over, "It's getting late. Let's rest here tonight."

At dusk in the desert, the wind and sand gradually rise.

On the horizon, the originally dazzling sun gradually softened, sinking slowly into the horizon like a huge golden disk. The clouds in the sky were illuminated by the setting sun like fire, gradually changing from orange-red to violet and then to deep blue, as if the colors on the palette were infinitely magnified, covering the entire sky.

The wind and sand seem to have a touch of gentleness under the reflection of the setting sun, and are no longer so sharp. The two found a dilapidated palace in the ancient city. The great shaman skillfully lit a bonfire and started cooking food.

She is very particular about food. Even in this desert, she will prepare delicious food based on the ingredients she brings. Under the setting sun, her exotic dress swayed slightly in the wind, her figure was exquisite and convex, and her beautiful face was less sharp and more gentle.

Fourth Master Zhu sat aside and admired it unscrupulously. The great shaman glanced at him: "Go and prepare more firewood. We need to burn it at night."

"Okay!" Mr. Zhu got up and went to find firewood.

Walking in the dilapidated ancient city, seeing various ruins, I thought about how prosperous this place used to be. A picture of the prosperity of the ancient city of Loulan emerged in his mind.

As the hub of the Silk Road, Loulan was a place where merchants gathered, camel bells rang, and silk and porcelain from the Central Plains met with jewelry and spices from the Western Regions. On the streets of the city, people of all kinds are bustling with people of all kinds, and the sounds of talking and buying and selling come and go, making it very lively.

The buildings in the ancient city are even more unique, integrating the architectural styles of the Central Plains and the Western Regions. On the tall city gate, exquisite reliefs tell ancient myths and legends.

There are many shops on both sides of the street, including domes with the characteristics of the Western Regions and the cornices of the Central Plains. Those business travelers, after many days of trekking in the desert, will be so happy and expectant when they come to Loulan City. They rested in the city and exchanged goods.

……

"what?"

He suddenly seemed to be summoned by something, and walked towards a tall, dilapidated palace. He frowned slightly, "Is there something inside?"

After entering the palace, he looked around and could vaguely see the ancient paintings on the mottled walls. He guessed that this was probably the Loulan Palace in the past. He watched as he walked, climbed up the steps, and came to a throne that was corroded by wind and sand. He stretched out his hand to touch the throne and sighed: "Three thousand prosperity, in a blink of an eye, a hundred years later, it is just a handful of yellow sand!"

Duang!

As soon as he finished speaking, something suddenly fell and landed on the throne. He took a step back in shock. He looked up and saw that it seemed to have fallen from the beam above the throne.

"Is this the thing calling me?" He walked closer.

What fell on the throne was a box wrapped in golden cloth. He stretched out his hand to pull away the yellow cloth, opened the box, and was surprised: "It is the jade seal of Loulan Kingdom."

He picked up the jade seal and looked at it carefully, guessing that maybe it was because he was blessed with great luck that he had a connection with the jade seal.

In this case, then accept this jade seal. The Western Government of the Ming Dynasty has the jade seals of various countries, which also represents the destination of destiny. After tying the jade seal to his belt, he looked around again, then found some wood, picked it up and walked back.

"It's all cooked, come and eat." The big shaman waved to him.

Fourth Master Zhu threw the wood on the ground, walked to the fire, picked up the bowl and started eating. While eating, he sighed: "After a long day's work, everything you eat is delicious."

"You mean my performance is average?" the great shaman frowned.

"No, no, no, your cooking is so good, it's delicious." Fourth Master Zhu shook his head quickly, he has a short mouth for eating people.

After the two of them finished eating, it was completely dark, and the temperature dropped suddenly at night. They brought blankets with them and the two of them slept in undressed clothes next to the fire. Fourth Master Zhu was closing his eyes and concentrating. The big shaman walked up to him, pulled his hand away, and got directly into his arms, saying :"cold!"

"Uh..." Fourth Master Zhu blinked and hugged her waist politely.

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"You go to sleep first, and I'll keep watch." Fourth Master Zhu raised his eyebrows.

The great shaman nestled in his chest with peace of mind, closed his beautiful eyes gently, and soon fell into a sweet dream. Fourth Master Zhu lowered his head and took a closer look at her peaceful sleeping face - her jade-like skin looked even more translucent under the firelight, and her slender neck and elegant collarbone seemed to exude an irresistible charm.

The fire next to it crackled, and Fourth Master Zhu added firewood to it from time to time. It was late at night, the surroundings were silent, and the temperature gradually dropped as the night fell. But the two hugged each other tightly, and each other's body temperature brought warmth to the other.

Suddenly, the great shaman turned slightly in his sleep, like a cute little kitten. She slowly raised her face, her fair and jade face shone in the firelight, her red lips moved slightly, exuding an alluring luster. A faint fragrance floated into Fourth Master Zhu's nose, and an uncontrollable impulse surged in his heart. He lowered his head and kissed her lips lovingly.

The great shaman seemed to feel something in his sleep, his beautiful eyes trembled slightly, his white arms tightly wrapped around Master Zhu's neck, and he responded to his kiss awkwardly. Under the firelight, their shadows were tightly intertwined, as if they were merging into one. Half an hour later, everything returned to calm.

The great shaman lay in Master Zhu's arms, his jade-like back shining with a charming luster under the firelight. With a touching blush on her beautiful face, she glared at Mr. Zhu, pretending to be angry and muttered: "You bastard!"

"Hey, it's not all my fault." Fourth Master Zhu glared innocently, "Who made you look so beautiful? I can't help it."

The great shaman raised his upper body, his red lips slightly opened, and his voice was soft and charming: "Husband, are you okay?"

Fourth Master Zhu was startled by this sudden title, but a warm current surged in his heart. He put his hands around her slender waist, and a hint of slyness flashed in his eyes: "Of course it's okay for you, man!"

As his words fell, the bonfire seemed to burn even brighter. The shadows of the two people were entangled in the firelight again, and they seemed to be entangled forever.

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On this day, they finally arrived at Jingjue City.

Entering the city, you will be greeted by wide and neat streets. The shops on both sides are full of varieties, ranging from precious silks and spices to exquisite handicrafts, all showing that this city is the hub of the Silk Road. There is an endless stream of business travelers, and camel caravans come and go.

In the center of the city is a magnificent palace, magnificent and magnificent. Fourth Master Zhu sighed: "This place is not inferior to the Central Plains, and it also has the characteristics of the Western Regions."

They chose an inn and had a hearty meal first. After sitting down, I found that there were many businessmen from Ming Dynasty around me, talking about the thrill of the journey. At this time, dozens of people came in. They were people from Daming. They were very arrogant and drove away several tables of people arrogantly, occupying the middle position.

Fourth Master Zhu frowned slightly, who are you?
"That's Zhou Bao, the slave of Prince Consort Ouyang Lun. He must have just been sold and returned to the Ming Dynasty. Their caravan is called a caravan. Not to mention its large scale, the goods also include tea leaves that we can't just take with us."

"Your Majesty implements the tea-horse system. Doesn't it strictly prohibit the private sale of tea to the Western Regions?"

"Ouyang Lun is His Majesty's son-in-law. Who dares to take care of it? Who investigated his huge smuggling caravan from Jiangnan to the Western Regions?"

Fourth Master Zhu frowned as he listened.

He knew that Ouyang Lun was Princess Anqing's consort, how could he smuggle? Zhu Yuanzhang implemented the tea-horse system, with the purpose of exchanging tea for war horses in the grasslands and the Western Regions. Currently, the Ming Dynasty needs a large number of war horses. Fourth Master Zhu agreed with this point, so the Ming Dynasty strictly controlled tea. However, he did not expect that the smuggler was the Prince Consort.

"You eat." Fourth Master Zhu said to the great shaman, "The Ming Dynasty has a guard station in Jingjue City. I am going to send a few letters back to the capital."

The great shaman nodded and continued to eat her delicious food.

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The capital of the Ming Dynasty, the Wenhua Hall of the Imperial Palace.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was reading the book, stood up suddenly, looked at Zhu Bai below and said: "Li Zhong, the tax collector of the Heqiao Division in Lantian County, was beaten to death by Zhou Bao, a slave of the consort's family. What happened two months ago, please check Clear?"

"Yes, Father." Zhu Bai looked solemn, "My son did not expect that Zhou Bao organized a huge smuggling caravan from the south of the Yangtze River to the northwest, covering more than a dozen provinces of the Ming Dynasty. One trip could earn one million taels. , no one is checking it.”

"Who is involved? Is the consort involved?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked.

"How could you not participate? Can a domestic slave control such a large caravan?" Zhu Bai said solemnly, "Not only the prince-in-law, but also the Duke of China, the Marquis, officials from the six ministries, and local officials were all involved."

After hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes showed murderous intent: "It seems that we haven't killed enough. We will continue to kill until the Fengtian Palace becomes a river of blood, and kill until those corrupt officials are scared and terrified all day long."

Zhu Bai had a stern look on his face and bowed: "My son, go and check and won't let anyone go."

"Investigate! In-depth investigation!" Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand, "As long as we find out, no matter who is involved, we will arrest them all and we will deal with them strictly! Twelve, I will go and arrest the consort Ouyang Lun first and put him in Jinyiwei Prison."

"According to the order!" Zhu Bai accepted the order.

"Wait!" Prince Zhu Biao came over, "Father, there is currently no evidence to prove that the consort was directly involved. If we arrest him now, it will give those behind the scenes the opportunity to destroy the evidence, because as long as the consort is captured, the government and the public will be shocked. , to alert the snake."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slowly: "What Biao'er said makes sense, Lao Twelve, you first conduct a secret investigation and then arrest people. Now arrest Zhou Bao. Didn't he go to the Western Regions? As long as he enters the Ming Dynasty, he will be arrested. Arrest him." , the people behind him will move, and you will uproot him."

Zhu Bai nodded and ordered to leave.

(End of this chapter)