Ming Zhengzhi, I am Zheng Kezang

A plate of braised goose, a plate of stewed radish with beef, a plate of shredded potatoes in vinegar, a serving of cabbage in soup, and a pot of cider. Xia Jun's middle and senior military officers are exactly the same, and even all Xia Jun in the Beijing-Tianjin area ate two meat and two vegetarian New Year's Eve dinners today. The material may be chicken, duck, goose, fish, pig, or sheep, and the wine is also limited in supply, which is not fundamentally different from what Zheng Kezang eats.

It is impossible to have no difference at all, or they are not qualified or inconvenient to come to the palace to dine with Zheng Kezang. However, those who accompany Zheng Kezang can see the authentic Qing palace singing and dancing performed by the remaining bannermen and show girls tremblingly---after this performance, they will be sold to southern brothels respectively, and only the best-looking Those who are outstanding will be accepted as private pets by wealthy families.

It's just that no one knows that the supreme monarch who is watching the soldiers with a smile on the high throne, or chewing on the case, or staring at the face and chest of the beautiful girl, has actually gone out of his mind---the reason why Zheng Kezang didn't return During the Chinese New Year in Wuchang, the ruling and opposition parties have many speculations about stabilizing the situation in the north, preparing to move northward in the coming year, and moving the capital. But as far as Zheng Kezang himself is concerned, he actually wants to give some kind of unspoken warning to Queen Chen Xianqiao---Concubine Hui Xie Ziling's pulse case had already been sent to Zheng Kezang, and the records showed that everything was normal, but Zheng Kezang couldn't believe how a diarrhea caused by cold food could become fatal after taking several patches of medicine. Unless Xie Ziling has another hidden disease or other reasons.

It's just that Zheng Kezang couldn't check it, and he didn't plan to check it. After all, the palms and backs of his hands were full of flesh, so it would be difficult to deal with him after a clear check.But not checking does not mean that Zheng Kezang has no grievances in his heart.Since there is grievance, it is natural to vent it, so not returning to Wuchang is a kind of cold treatment full of warning.

"Calculating the time, the New Year celebrations in Wuchang will start in a few hours." Zheng Kezang turned his head thoughtfully and said to the chief servant behind him. "I really want to see the scene when Baoguan accepts the congratulations from all the officials."

The head of the servants was shocked when he heard the words, what does Zheng Kezang mean by this?See Zheng Anyang accepting worship from hundreds of officials?But Zheng Kezang himself did not die or abdicate, and Zheng Anyang is not even a prince, accepting the worship of all officials?Do you want to see him happy, or do you want to see him restless?Or to see if he has developed some kind of ambition because of this?

The chief servant who didn't dare to think any further hurriedly bowed to fill up the wine for Zheng Kezang: "Your Majesty, with the guidance of the elders in the Ministry of Rites, Duke Panyu should not make mistakes in the court ceremony."

Zheng Kezang nodded slightly and turned his head away, as if he didn't want to mention this matter anymore, the head of the housekeeper finally calmed down, and suddenly felt that his body was wet, and it turned out that cold sweat had covered his whole body.

After drinking for three rounds, Feng Hui and He Shuzhi first got up and knelt down in front of Zheng Kezang, led by the two of them, all the military officials knelt down one after another: "My lord, congratulations to the Holy Majesty on expulsing Dalu, unifying the world, and opening the door for all generations. Peaceful."

There were not many people, but the voices gathered together like a bell, which made Zheng Kezang happy: "If Qing hadn't been equivalent to death, how would I be where I am today? Come on, get up, and raise your glass to celebrate the prosperity of China for thousands of years."

Seeing Rulin's arms raised above his head, Zheng Kezang laughed, yes, in front of his unworldly achievements, any tricks and tricks are just daydreams

After the banquet, Zheng Kezang turned and went back to the bedroom to rest. The chief servant who thought that Zheng Kezang still had a lump in his heart chased after him cautiously and asked, "My lord, are you going to watch the year tonight?"

Ordinary people have to bathe and purify their bodies, set off firecrackers and watch the New Year, but Zheng Kezang does not have to abide by this rule. In addition, he is not in the court and does not have to preside over the grand ceremony, so he can sleep until dawn, but Zheng Kezang At this time, Zang wanted to find someone to vent his anger: "Ms. Xuan Qian will accompany you in the car."

When Zheng Kezang led the army to fight, he naturally would not bring any concubines with him. However, after entering the Nanhongmen Palace, Zheng Kezang's life has basically stabilized. At this time, it is impossible to maintain the operation of the entire palace with only a dozen servants around him. Therefore, nearly [-] eunuchs and more than [-] court ladies were transferred from Wuchang to serve as chores and cleaning.

Of course, it is not a big problem to send hundreds of ordinary eunuchs and maids to the north, but sending concubines together would be too much noise, so Zheng Kezang did not make any arrangements.Just at this time, Xia Jun found hundreds of good-looking wives and daughters of rich and noble families, concubines and maidservants during the process of cleaning up the traitors in the seven northern provinces. The award-winning young military officers of the Xia army, but a few who fit Zheng Kezang's taste were retained as attendants and regular attendants.

After waking up from the dream, Zheng Kezang's hands fell on Qian's smooth and delicate skin, but he was thinking about his sons.Not counting the premature deaths, Zheng Kezang currently has thirteen sons, of which only the eighth son, Zheng Antang, can be sure of his whereabouts.As the eldest son of imperial concubine Li, he will inherit the Korean throne in accordance with the agreement between China and North Korea.

The only ones who could compete for the Huaxia throne were the eldest son Zheng Andi, born to Concubine Hui Xie Ziling, and the second son Zheng Anyang, born to Empress Chen Xianqiao, and the third son Zheng Anming.As for the fourth son of the emperor Zheng Anfeng, the sixth son of the emperor Zheng Anche, the ninth son of the emperor Zheng Anxi, the emperor's fifth son Zheng Anxi, the emperor's seventh son Zheng Anmiao, the emperor's seventh son Zheng Anmiao, and the imperial concubine Li's tenth son Zheng Anxi. Because the identities of their respective mothers have already determined that it is impossible to get involved in the big position.The rest, such as Zheng Anze, the eleventh son of the emperor from the Ruan family of the concubine Wen, Zheng Anfeng, the [-]th son of the emperor from the concubine Liu, and Zheng Anfan, the thirteenth son of the emperor from the Chao family of the concubine Kang, were basically dismissed because of their young age. ruled out.

Leaving aside the three competitive sons, except for the other ten sons who are too young, it is time to find a way out for them.Zheng Kezang thought so, yes, the world is so vast, even in another time and space, there is no truly unified empire, and it is even more impossible for him to accomplish similar feats, not to mention the differences in environment and humanities in different regions And the growing ambition of the individual will inevitably turn the great empire into small fragments. The ending of the empire on which the sun never sets clearly proves this point.That being the case, why should I wait for those revolutionaries in the future to complete the separatist action? It is better to directly hand over the part that cannot be controlled to my blood and the group of heroes who cannot be lost.Of course, just like the internal vassal policy that has been implemented now, it is impossible to divide the core of the empire, and the only thing that can be handed over is the frontier.

Just thinking about how to send his sons to develop in the New World, the Southern New World, and the distant Xihe Niuzhou, Zheng Kezang who was thinking was awakened by the movement of the beauty beside Zheng Kezang turning over.Looking down at the thick black hair and the pretty face like Qiang, Zheng Kezang showed a strange smile on his face.Thirteen sons are too few, forty or fifty would be better, so as to seize the territory without threatening the center too much.

Action is worse than heartbeat, Zheng Kezang's hand slipped into the quilt, and the awakened woman first blamed and then looked at Zheng Kezang in horror, but Zheng Kezang didn't seem to notice the change in the young woman's expression, but took further action, Soon, the atmosphere in the room became ambiguous

Zheng Kezang's Chunmian didn't realize it, but in Tianjin, Yinxiang's life gradually came to an end.

The actions of the Huaxia court's rebellious deportation of Axitai, Tuyun and the following Taiyuan Qing troops to northern Shaanxi to plant trees alerted Yinxiang. His hair turned gray overnight, but the real blow came after he arrived in Tianjin.Looking at the Eight Banners people who were struggling on the Haihe construction site under the hunger and cold, Yinxiang, who was extremely angry, vomited blood on the spot.He understood that he was wrong, very serious. This was a deliberate revenge, and the guilt of the past would inevitably fall on future generations.

After thinking about this point, Yinxiang calmed down and faced death calmly. He refused to take medicine and took very little food. In this way, he lost weight day by day, and walked towards the end of his life day by day.

"What, when is it?" Yin Xiang, who had already lost his shape, suddenly woke up from the dream. In the dream, he became the iron hat king with one person under one man and above ten thousand people, but the final ending didn't seem to be too good. He worked hard He also went to the last moment. "Outside, why, it's so noisy, where did the fight start again?"

In return for Yinxiang's initiative to open the city, two coats from Beizi Mansion were authorized to serve as attendants. Seeing Yinxiang wake up at this time, they were a little surprised and hurriedly helped Yinxiang to sit up: "Master , It’s not that the fight started, it was fireworks outside, and it’s already the 52nd year of Kangxi.”

"Kangxi has been 52 years." Yinxiang chewed these words, tears streaming down suddenly. "Huang Ama has already left."

The two coat-coated bannermen turned pale with shock, and fell to their knees at once: "Master, it's the slave who made a slip of the tongue, slave, slave bastard!"

The two of them slapped themselves. Seeing this scene, Yinxiang shook his head with difficulty: "Stop beating, tell me, how much do you know about the situation in the north?"

One of the coats replied: "Master, Hai Ni is under strict supervision. The rice, flour, rapeseed and firewood are all brought in on weekdays. The slaves can't go out at all. I really don't know the situation in the north."

The other guessed why Yinxiang asked the question, so he said with relief: "I heard from the sender that Hai Ni changed Daning to Liaoning, but it seems that there is no news that Fengtian fell into Hai Ni's hands. Qing is still holding on outside the pass.”

"Qing is still insisting." Yinxiang's eyes lit up. "You have to tell them that you can't surrender, you can't surrender."

The wrappers looked at each other in embarrassment: "Master, we can't get out, we can't get out."

It's not that the packers are trying to shirk, Tianjin is Zheng Kezang's planned capital, so the control of Tianjin is no less than that of Youzhou Prefecture, and the two are the companions of Yinxiang who committed the crime, so they are naturally more targeted damn.

"We must find a way to escape." Yinxiang ordered. "Today is New Year's Eve, Xia Jun will not be so strict in guarding you, you two leave me alone, go, go immediately, get out when the city gate opens at dawn!"

"Master, you won't be able to go to Fengtian even if you mix it up." A coat cried. "There is still war in the north, and Shanhaiguan must be closed."

"Can't go? Can't go!" Yinxiang murmured, his eyes gradually becoming lax. "Qing, Qing, Qing"

Before the three great Qings finished speaking, Yin Xiang shrank as if he had been drained of energy and energy. When he saw that the coat was wrong, he immediately rushed over, but with his fingers under his nose, the two burst into tears : "Master, why did you go, master, what should we do when you go?"