scourge the qing dynasty

Chapter 2 Lu Yifeng

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Lu Yifeng, 25 years old, is a native of Dali Prefecture, Yunnan. He has been doing business for generations. In the late Ming Dynasty, he basically monopolized the jade and medicinal material business in Dali Prefecture. A large number of shops were looted during the war, and the business plummeted. Although Lu Yifeng's dead ghost transferred a large amount of property in time, he still couldn't accept the blow of dozens of shops being looted by the rebel army in turn. Part of the family property that was too late to be transferred was also extorted by local officials appointed by the Qing Dynasty. Father Lu became ill and died in the 17th year of Shunzhi in the Qing Dynasty.Before his death, Lu's father left a prophecy to his only son, Lu Yifeng, who was only 16 years old at the time, "Stop doing business, and become an official. Only when you become an official will you have a good life! Otherwise, no matter how big the business is, you will end up being an official. The fat sheep slaughtered by officials."

Not to mention, Lu Yifeng, who was pampered and spoiled since he was a child, really listened to his father. After burying his father, he picked up the books according to his last words, studied and prepared to take the exam, but Lu Yifeng's talent was too mediocre. It took three years to pass the exam, and even the exam for a scholar failed for five years. In the end, because of the lack of students who took the exam, the examiner was lucky enough to pick it up from the waste papers to make up the number, and became a mite. .During this period, Lu Yifeng's mother passed away unfortunately, and his betrothed fiancee also died of illness before marriage. Lu Yifeng became a lone star of the gods.But fortunately, the emaciated camel is bigger than a horse, relying on the gold, silver and jewels that his father moved quickly to save, Lu Yifeng is still quite well-off financially. At the same time, with the growth of age and experience, Lu Yifeng gradually understands In order to become an official, you don’t necessarily have to rely on the principles of the right path of the imperial examinations, and he understands that he is really not a piece of material for studying, so Lu Yifeng made up his mind to send 5000 taels of silver to the second son of Wu Sangui, the king of Pingxi, through the connections left by his father. In Wu Yingqi's hands, he finally bought a real shortage of the magistrate of Qujing County, Yunnan, and became a glorious member of hundreds of thousands of Western election officials in this era!
There are unpredictable things in the sky, and people have misfortunes and blessings. When Lu Yifeng came to Kunming City from Dali Mansion with 21 or [-] family members satisfied, and was about to see Wu Sangui take up his post and go to Qujing County to smash the bone, suck the marrow and scrape the land. In front of the door, the horse Lu Yifeng was riding was frightened and ran wildly. Unfortunately, Lu Yifeng fell into a coma. The little cynic Feng Xiang.

I stayed in the best Gaopeng Hotel in Kunming City for two days. Feng Xiang, oh, should be called Lu Yifeng now. The new Lu Yifeng gradually got rid of the sequelae of headaches caused by falling from the horse, and gradually found the old man in his mind. The memory left by Lu Yifeng has grasped the various situations of the old Lu Yifeng's family and the words and deeds of this era, and finally officially integrated into the role of Lu Yifeng.On the twelfth day of the ninth month, Lu Yifeng, who made up his mind to become the magistrate of Qujing County first, brought Erlang and other [-] or [-] servants to the foot of Wuhua Mountain where Prince Pingxi's mansion is located, and prepared to select officials according to the requirements of the West. Rules first went to meet Wu Sangui, listened to Wu Sangui's instructions, then went to the capital to meet the braided braids who ate bran and drank pockmarked pockmarks, and finally returned to Qujing, Yunnan Province to officially take office.

Mount Wuhua is located in the northern suburbs of Kunming. The building on the top of the mountain was originally the Imperial Palace of Emperor Yongli of the former Ming Dynasty. After Wu Sangui took over Yunnan, he took it over unceremoniously. After repairs and reconstructions, it became Wu Sangui's Pingxi Palace. A great place with a beautiful view.But it is a pity that this is not the 21st century, and you can go up to Wuhua Mountain for a tour with a few tickets for a small amount of money, so after arriving at the foot of Wuhua Mountain, Feng Xiang can only dismount according to the rules, and report to the general Wu Sangui who is guarding the mountain. Submit official documents, requesting an interview with Wu Sangui.

After waiting for nearly an hour under the scorching sun at the foot of the mountain, a messenger finally came down from Wuhua Mountain, and shouted impatiently: "That is Lu Yifeng, the magistrate of Qujing County, Yunnan? Come out!" , Feng Xiang, who was about to get oily from the sun, hurried forward and replied: "General, the next official is Lu Yifeng."

"Prince Pingxi is not free, you can go back, and come to kowtow again another day." The messenger didn't even bother to look at Feng Xiang, and just waved away impatiently - there is no way, let alone Feng Xiang is just an unofficial person. Even if Feng Xiang had already become the magistrate of Qujing, he would never get any good looks here. After all, the magistrate was just a seventh-rank official who was as big as a sesame seed and mung bean.And although Feng Xiang was not in a hurry to meet the notorious traitor Wu Sangui, but in order to save himself from being wronged, Feng Xiang still asked in a low voice: "Dare to ask the general, did Prince Pingxi tell you when will the younger one come to kowtow? "

"My lord didn't say anything, you can figure it out yourself!" The orderly replied angrily.Feng Xiang was not stupid, so he quickly asked Erlang to take out two taels of silver and put it into the hands of the messenger. The messenger weighed the weight, and then said in a low voice, "My lord has been feeling unwell these days, and I really didn't explain it to you." I want you to come over to see me sometime, you can try your luck tomorrow." Feng Xiang had no choice but to agree in a low voice, and left with Erlang and other servants in a huff.

In the next few days, Feng Xiang took Erlang and other family members back and forth to Wuhua Mountain several times, but unfortunately, he failed to go up to Wuhua Mountain every time, and met the notorious traitor Wu Sangui However, the reply given by the guards of the Pingxi Palace was that Wu Sangui was in poor health and could not meet officials like Feng Xiang who had been elected to the West. At the same time, Wu Yingqi, Wu Sangui's second son in Yunnan, did not show up either, and hid in the Pingxi Palace every day. I know what tricks I'm doing.In this way, Feng Xiang, who didn't particularly want to see Wu Sangui's ugly face immediately, couldn't help but feel a little strange. He took out a huge sum of ten taels of silver to bribe a small guard captain of the Pingxi Palace, and sounded him carefully.

"Dare to ask the general, is it so difficult for our West Selected Officials to kowtow to Prince Pingxi?" Feng Xiang asked curiously: "I have come here five times, and none of them have been able to go up to Wuhua Mountain. Is this how the selectors come here?"

The ten taels of silver in history are not as worthless as in the novels. Especially in the early years of the Qing Dynasty, ten taels of silver were basically enough for a middle-sized family for a year. The captain of the guards replied truthfully: "That's not the case. Pingxi Prince is a virtuous corporal. Normally Lixi selects officials to come to Wuhua Mountain to seek an audience. Basically, he can be interviewed by the prince on the same day. At most, it can only wait for a day or two. It's just that you are really unlucky." Well, the prince is too busy with his official duties recently, his health is not very good, he has a bad temper, and he doesn't want to meet strangers, that's why he made you run so many times."

After all, the captain of the guard pointed to the school yard at the foot of the mountain and said, "Did you see that? Bian Sanyuan, the governor of Yunnan and Guizhou, and the entourage of General Zhang Guozhu, the governor of Yunnan. If they want to go to Mount Wuhua to discuss important military matters with the prince, their entourage will have to wait here until dark. There were even more people a few days ago. The governor of Guizhou Cao Shenji and the admiral Li Benshen also came, and they left yesterday. The prince is busy. If you are like this, and your bones are a little uncomfortable, then there is still time to see you?"

Feng Xiang looked in the direction pointed by the captain of the guards, and saw that there were indeed a large number of soldiers and followers gathered under the shade of the trees next to the school grounds, one by one playing cards, drinking tea, chatting, all in a Feng Xiang was very curious about the appearance of the long-term battle, and couldn't help asking the captain of the guard: "General, I would like to ask you, what kind of political affairs is the prince busy with recently? How long will he be busy? "

"It's not about the lord's request to hand over the administrative affairs of Yunnan and Guizhou." The captain of the guard saw that Feng Xiang was the official selected for the west, so he didn't hide it, and told the truth directly: "In March this year, the lord was ill because of his jade body. , the above table requested the imperial court to return the post of managing the government affairs of Yunnan and Guizhou, and the imperial court approved it. Later, Governor of Yunnan and Guizhou, Bian Sanyuan, Admiral of Yunnan Zhang Guozhu, and Admiral of Guizhou Li Benshen jointly signed the form, requesting the imperial court to still allow the prince to take charge of the administrative affairs of Yunnan and Guizhou, but the court did not approve The memorial was sent back to Yunnan a few days ago, and several adults became anxious, and they came together to ask the prince to discuss how to make the emperor take back his order and continue to let the prince manage our Yunnan and Guizhou."

"Wu Sangui is crazy?" Feng Xiang was confused when he heard it, and thought, "Wouldn't the old traitor Wu Sangui still rebel in a few years? Why did he take the initiative to ask for the management of Yunnan and Guizhou? Without Yunnan and Guizhou How can he rebel in the rear of Guizhou?"

"Lord Lu, I have to go." Seeing that Feng Xiang didn't speak, the captain of the guard yawned and said, "It's time for the guards in Wuhua Mountain to change, Lord Lu, just wait patiently until the lord has been busy for a while." , I will definitely find time to meet you. Don't worry, the prince's words are solid, and no one can take it away if he said that the county magistrate of Qujing is yours."

After all, the captain of the bodyguard said his goodbyes and left, while Feng Xiang rolled his eyes in a daze, and the servant next to him, Ding Erlang, kindly said: "Master Feng, it's too hot, anyway, I'm sure we won't be able to see the prince, so it's better to go earlier Go back and rest, and come to Wuhua Mountain to kowtow to the prince some other day."

Feng Xiang didn't speak, he was just calculating in his mind, if the original historical development was followed, the Manchu Qing could not gain a firm foothold in the Central Plains at this time, there was still a chance for the Han people to expel the Tartars and restore China, and it was also the last chance, and he was now No power, no power, no strong backing and deep background, if you want to flex your muscles in the chaos of San Francisco a few years later, you can't just go on like this.If you want to stand out and lay a good foundation for your future, you must seek wealth and wealth, and take a risk to impress Wu Sangui. Even if you don't want to join this old traitor, at least you have to get your reputation out!
Thinking up to this point, Feng Xiang gritted his teeth, suddenly pulled Erlang's sleeve, and said in a low voice: "Erlang, I'll take people back to the Gaopeng Inn first, and you take a few literate servants to Kunming City, and take the nearest few Buy a copy of each month's imperial palace newspaper, and if you can find it, it's best to get a copy of all the palace newspapers that have been circulated in the imperial court this year."

"Di Bao? Master Feng, don't you never read this thing? What are you buying it for?" Erlang asked, scratching his head.Feng Xiang smiled and replied: "What are you doing? Of course to see what kind of illness Prince Pingxi is suffering from."

The so-called mansion newspaper is actually an ancient newspaper. Since the Song Dynasty, businessmen have copied and printed this thing for profit. It is not difficult for Xiao Erlang to collect it with his servants. He just needs to collect all the mansion newspapers within this year. It took some time, so it was not until the evening of that day that Xiao Erlang sent the thick stack of mansion newspapers back to the Gaopeng Inn, and Feng Xiang didn't even finish his dinner, so he immediately went into the room with the stack of mansion newspapers Read at night with the lights on.Seeing Feng Xiang's concentration, Erlang, who grew up in Lu's family, couldn't help sighing, "If Master Feng had worked so hard earlier, let alone a scholar, I'm afraid he would have passed the examination for Jinshi Juren."

In the early morning of the next day, when Erlang and his servants were still sleeping on the bunk under the package, the door of the room was kicked open suddenly. Erlang struggled to sit up and took a look, but saw his own Young Master Lu rushing in with red eyes. After entering the door, he shouted: "Get up for me, pack up your things and go to Wuhua Mountain, hurry up."

"Master Feng, the genius just dawned, so there's no need to be in such a hurry, right?" Erlang yawned and said, "I'm sure you won't be able to see Prince Pingxi if you go so early, so let's wait and go after breakfast."

"It's okay, I'm sure I'll see King Pingxi this time." Feng Xiang said confidently, "Isn't King Pingxi sick? I'm going today to treat him."

"Cure? Master Feng, when did you learn how to cure?" Erlang was taken aback.Feng Xiang smiled and replied: "I just learned it last night. Although I am not very sure, if I want to be appreciated and reused by King Pingxi, I have to gamble."

(End of this chapter)