Reborn Ming Dynasty as Emperor

Chapter 23

This was the first time Zhu Youxiao walked out of the Forbidden City after he came to the Ming Dynasty. To be precise, he left the Forbidden City on a dragon chariot.

Zhu Youxiao felt a little pathetic when he thought about it. As the master of this dynasty, he was like a prisoner, and only now had the opportunity to come out to let the wind go.

But this time, he was unwilling to release the wind, because now he is like a puppet bound by various etiquette and has no freedom at all. The streets are covered with thick loess, and the shops on both sides are also forced to close. They were also kneeling on both sides in a daze, without the slightest usual street spirit.

Zhu Youxiao himself couldn't go down and just grab a commoner and ask him if he was full and warm.

Because, if he makes an indecent act now, after the ceremony is over, a large group of censors who are full and have nothing to do will impeach him as the king.

This is the difference between the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty and the chiefs of the Daqing Kingdom. The censors of the Ming Dynasty like to find fault with the emperor, but the censors of the Daqing Kingdom dare not find fault with the emperor unless he does not want his head .

Don't eat a grain of rice, don't eat a piece of meat, and have been hungry since the early morning until now, just for this ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven. Zhu Youxiao understands why Emperor Zhengde hated these civil servants back then.

Since the Western Zhou Dynasty, every feudal dynasty has had a ritual of offering sacrifices to heaven, and the Ming Dynasty, which repeated Chinese clothes and hats, was even more obsessed with this.

As the master of this country and the symbol of imperial power, Zhu Youxiao dared not disobey him. Although his stomach was empty, he could only endure it.

Lu Xiangsheng, the left servant of the Ministry of War, and Wang Chengen, the admiral of the East Factory, were next to Zhu Youxiao's dragon chariot one after the other, and between them and Zhu Youxiao were 50 soldiers and horses in the Beijing camp, but the 100 people in the Beijing camp The soldiers and horses are different from those chosen by Wang Jimo, the right servant of the Ministry of Rites yesterday.

Wang Jimo also saw this, and hastily walked to Lu Xiangsheng's side: "Brother Jiandou, what's going on? There are 100 more soldiers and horses guarding His Majesty for no reason."

"Brother Roude, don't worry, this is all the trick of the prince. He insisted last night that His Majesty's safety is the most important thing. As long as one hundred households are not enough, he must add another hundred households. The official has just taken up his post in the Beijing camp. It’s not easy, and I have to listen to him, so I asked His Majesty to send one hundred more soldiers and horses, so it’s safer, don’t you think?”

Lu Xiangsheng smiled apologetically.

On the other hand, Wang Jimo smiled awkwardly, glanced at Wang Chengen behind him maliciously, and cursed secretly: "These damned eunuchs don't have any good things!"

Cursing is cursing, this Wang Jimo is already riding a tiger, and it is not good to go to Zhu Youxiao and say what he wants to do, and it is not good to transfer Hou Jin's eighteenth Batulu to Zhu Youxiao's surroundings, so he can only be silent. walking.

And Zhang Yong, You Yude, who followed Zhu Youxiao out of the city with all the officials, didn't know that except for some minor mistakes in the above arrangement, he saw Azig and other Tartars mixed in the long line, so he thought it was a matter of course. There was no suspense about success, so he couldn't help laughing secretly, gave Zhu Youxiao a bad look in front of him, and whispered that Zhu Youxiao was a dog emperor.

Zhu Youxiao sneezed involuntarily, but in the blink of an eye, he happened to see Azig's braid of pig tail and copper coins that was accidentally blown by the wind.

Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but feel tighter, he naturally knew who was wearing such an ugly braid, and looking at the murderous looks on those people's faces, he felt even more certain that this ceremony of offering sacrifices to heaven was really not that simple.

However, what Zhu Youxiao didn't expect was that even if there was a conspiracy in this ceremony, there would be Tartars participating. Doesn't this mean that the Donglin Party has been colluding with the Manchu nobles since this time? These literati who were spoiled by Daming really don't even have the slightest sense of shame!

Since the streets are narrow now, Zhu Youxiao knows that if he exposes these Tartars at this time, he is afraid that if these Tartars rise up, the soldiers and horses in front and behind will not be able to protect him in time.

What's more, Zhu Youxiao now has no way of ascertaining how many Tartars are mixed among these Beijing camp troops. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glared at Wang Jimo.

"I must calm down now, and pretend that nothing happened," Zhu Youxiao said to himself secretly, and continued to walk forward by the team as if nothing had happened.

Zhu Youxiao wasn't sure how many of these Tartars there were, and where they were attacking, and he didn't know how powerful the soldiers of the Beijing camp and the Dongchang Fanzi and Jinyiwei who were hiding around him were, but he Measures must be taken, preferably pre-emptively, to catch these Tartars by surprise.

Seeing that the Tartar's team had passed Chengtian Gate, and his dragon chariot had just arrived at Chengtian Gate, he pretended to be impatient and told a small yellow gate:
"Go and call Lu Aiqing to me!"

Not long after, Lu Xiangsheng quickly rushed to Zhu Youxiao: "Your Majesty, what can I order?"

"There are tartars!"

Zhu Youxiao whispered something, and then pointed at the back of a tartar in front of him. Lu Xiangsheng immediately drew out his knife and shouted: "Guardian!"

In an instant, the Captain in Jinyi who was carrying Zhu Youxiao's dragon chariot directly put Zhu Youxiao's dragon chariot on the ground, and then each drew out their knives to protect them behind them. Their movements were really flowing.

"This is?" Zhu Youxiao was stunned for a moment, if even the captain in Jinyi who carried the dragon chariot for him reacted so quickly, it seemed that he didn't need to be so nervous.

At this time, Lu Xiangsheng came over and explained: "Your Majesty, please forgive me. After the secret discussion between the minister and the prince last night, the prince agreed to let the servant of the minister pretend to be the school captain in Jinyi to protect your majesty's safety!"

Only then did Zhu Youxiao see that his Captain Jinyi had indeed been dropped, but when he thought that the two were out of loyalty, he no longer wanted to blame him.

At this time, Azige, who was about to leave Chengtian Gate, also yelled: "The dog emperor has found us, warriors, just go there and kill Zhu Youxiao!"

At the same time, following Lu Xiangsheng's loud shout, the Dongchang Fanzi, who pretended to be Beijing soldiers and horses, had already surrounded Zhu Youxiao.

In this way, the inner layer of Zhu Youxiao was protected by Lu Xiangsheng and his servants, the outer layer was the Dongchang fans, and the outer layer was other Beijing camp troops. All of a sudden, the entire defensive formation was like an iron barrel.

But Azig and his [-]th Batulu were also extremely brave. They suddenly drew their knives and slashed at the soldiers and horses of the Beijing camp in front. These officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp were unable to react in time, and dozens of them were killed immediately , and at the same time that Azig was slashing bravely, he also shot three feathered arrows directly at Zhu Youxiao.

Lu Xiangsheng's eyes were quick and his hands were quick. He immediately chopped off the three feathered arrows with his sword, and went to command the soldiers and horses of the Beijing camp in person: "Suppress the archers, and the Shenji battalion retreats to press the formation. Don't let the tartars approach your majesty!"

Lu Xiangsheng yelled loudly, and the officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp managed to restore some order, but they were quickly dispersed by the Tartars, and some officers and soldiers of the Beijing camp even fled back.

(End of this chapter)