Dragon Soul in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 73

This year's autumn came a little early in the north, but the subsequent temperature rise quickly cast a shadow on this winter. I don't know if it will be a drought year next year.

The Huangyuan Garden outside the capital is a bit outrageously dilapidated, but now it has become the place where the [-]th Regiment Battalion of the capital is stationed. The surrounding people have become accustomed to the existence of the [-]th Regiment Battalion. The shouting and training of the regiment camp has already regarded this sound as the horn to get up and work every morning, which is more punctual than a rooster.

A few people outside Huangzhuang wandered around furtively, but the people in Huangzhuang had already gotten used to it, and didn't deliberately think about what to do.

Fan Yun, who used to be a small family of Jinyiwei, has now been promoted to a guerrilla general. He is well-known in the [-]th Regiment Battalion. He is not only brave in combat, but also diligent in training. The soldiers under him are full of vigor , the most combatable soldier in the [-]th Regiment Battalion.

He was also valued by Empress Zhang Yan, and his official position was quickly promoted. Now Fang Zhenghua was appointed by Empress Yi'an Zhang Yan as the supervisor of the [-]th Regiment Battalion, with full authority over the [-]th Regiment Battalion, and he trusted him extremely.However, Fang Zhenghua did not become domineering because of this, but hibernated and became cautious.

In the huge Huangzhuang, there is a house near the water. This is a forbidden area. No one is allowed to trespass without permission. Anyone who violates the order will be killed without mercy.

Standing on both sides of the courtyard, the big Han generals are tall and majestic, with golden lights shining in their tiger eyes, just like a dormant tiger, ready to pounce if it encounters danger.

And in the small courtyard, there was a tranquility. The window reveals the graceful figure of a woman. The silhouette of the window grille is slender and moving. She is the queen of Yi'an, Zhang Yan. Zhisheng wanted to let the [-]th Regiment Battalion leave the capital, so he pulled out the sharp sword that was hanging on his head.

Zhang Yan is not the emperor, she is criticized for controlling the government, but in the eyes of the scholar-bureaucrats, even if the emperor controls the government, they have to wrestle with the emperor if they have nothing to do, otherwise how will they leave their name in history, now they are replaced by a woman, first of all emotionally It is unacceptable, women should go home to feed their nai and take care of their children.

In the face of the civil and military criticisms of the Manchu Dynasty and the disguised demonstrations of the cabinet, Zhang Yan felt that she was entangled in a thick net and could not move an inch, so she simply moved to this Huangzhuang, not only to relax, but also to see See what the training of the [-]th Regiment Battalion looks like after so many days of training.

Suddenly there was a noisy noise outside Huangzhuang, and a large group of people came towards Huangzhuang beating gongs and drums, carrying a coffin of a dead person in front, and people on both sides were wearing linen and filial piety, crying loudly.

Originally, when someone died in another family, others would just watch the excitement and forget to follow, but this family was very weird, not only were there countless crowds of onlookers around, but also many people shouted excitedly, for fear that others would not understand. Aware of his existence in general.

This team of coffin-carrying teams did not pass by Huangzhuang, but came straight towards Huangzhuang. The first person to raise the spirit was Xiao Fang, the censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. On weekdays, all the colleagues said that he was A good old man, he never offends anyone easily, but he didn't expect that today he would dare to hold the throne of Xi Zong.

Although his face was full of age spots, he was well maintained, and his skin was slightly fair. He suddenly walked to the front of Huangzhuang with his spiritual seat broken, knelt down at once, and cried loudly: "The late emperor! The late emperor!" Ah! Open your eyes and take a look! The country is about to perish, and there must be evildoers..."

Looking at this shriveled little old man, but crying out such a pathetic movement, many people who followed him were envious in their hearts. With such a profound roaring skill, roaring in front of the emperor, it is appropriate to leave a name in history right.

Fang Zhenghua brought people here to find out what happened. Looking at Xi Zong's position, his expression changed. What do these people want to do? Empress An Zhang Yan is ugly, she wants to pull her down!

When Zhang Yan heard the news, she just let out a faint oh, then got up and came out, looking at the officials in sackcloth and filial piety, all of them were little-known officials or scholars, and looked at the piece in Xiao Fangduan's hand. The gods are only carved out of ordinary wood, and they don't even bother to use a better piece of wood for the show.

Although Zhang Yan and Xi Zong didn't have much affection, this time she was still irritated by these daring censors. She looked at them silently and wondered whether she should sacrifice the butcher's knife in advance.

Xiao Fang raised his eyes slightly, and seeing Zhang Yan's calm expression, he was also terrified, but thinking of what that person told him, he could only bite the bullet, and now he will either leave his name in history, or he will be infamous forever. , but his eyes were firm, and he secretly told himself that his name would go down in history.

Gradually, his eyes became cold and severe, he raised his head slightly, and cried out, "Master Xian! Open your eyes and see! Bandits are making trouble in the northwest, thieves in red go south to the south of the Yangtze River, Xuzhou City has been destroyed, and half of the Ming Dynasty is in danger. There are even more evildoers causing troubles, the evildoers of the country will not die, the country will not die, and the country will be destroyed, and Ming will perish!"

If it is really Xi Zong who has been in the country for a few more years, it is estimated that Daming is dead now. Many people have this idea in their hearts, but they can't say it out. The atmosphere is extremely depressed for a while, and they can hear the meaning in his words. That is to carry out the late emperor and want Empress Yi'an to be buried with him!

However, a piece of news revealed by this person shocked the officials and scholars around. The destruction of Xuzhou City means that the south of the Ming Dynasty has been exposed to the minions of the Red Army. Xuzhou is Nanjing. O gate of the city!It is conceivable that the destruction of Xuzhou City would be a big blow to the Ming court.

The red-clothed thieves are now a greater threat than the peasant army in the northwest, and even the Jurchens in the northeast have become insignificant at this time. Jiangnan is not only the base of the Ming Dynasty, but also the source of [-]% of the annual income. However, once Jiangnan was taken by the red army, the foundation of Ming Dynasty would be completely destroyed, and the subjugation of the country would only happen overnight.

Zhang Yan looked at Xiao Fang with cold eyes, cold to the bone, she didn't know this news yet, how did a little censor know, obviously the person behind the scenes is not easy!

Smiling extremely angrily, he suddenly seemed like a flower king blooming among a hundred flowers, beautiful as nature, noble and inviolable: "Who do you think is the evildoer in this country?"

Listening to Zhang Yan's calm words, Xiao Fang felt her back was drenched in cold sweat, and raised her head to meet Zhang Yan's gaze. If Xiao Fang hadn't been kneeling on the ground at this time, I'm afraid he couldn't bear the enormous pressure. completely collapsed under the pressure.

Only the fearlessness in the heart can walk straight, and the heart can be straight with peace of mind. There are too many distracting thoughts and gains and losses in this person's heart. Before Zhang Yan's strong aura has long been cultivated, it is only a matter of time before he collapses, but that person's threat and leaving a name The temptation of Qingshi forced him to grit his teeth, raised his head and wailed: "The evildoer of the country will bring disaster to the country and the people, and he came out of Kaifeng."

He still dared or refused to say Zhang Yan's name.

Zhang Yan snorted softly: "For this person who has brought disaster to the country and the people, do you want to be executed all over the house?"

Censor Xiao Fang looked at Zhang Yan in surprise, not knowing what she was planning, and said bravely, "Your servant came here carrying the coffin, fist is the heart of the country, the world knows it, and you will hurt others by retreating."

"It seems that you are really enlightened. It's a pity that I have too many hypocrites like you. Come and take all these people down for me. Don't let any of them escape. If you are convicted of crimes, the serious ones will be executed." Zhang Yan After finishing speaking with a murderous look, he waved his big hand, turned around and walked towards Huangzhuang.

Since the Ming Dynasty, there has never been any incident of foreign relatives intervening in politics, let alone a queen taking power as a regent, but now Zhang Yan wants to use her own strength to fight against the entire Ming Dynasty scholar-officials.

Today, none of the people who carried the coffin escaped, and all of them were arrested. Afterwards, Zhang Yan led the army back to the capital quickly, and took control of several major city gates. No one knew what Zhang Yan was going to do.