Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 625 Nanming Yunqi
Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty more than 270 years ago, even when Japanese pirates were most rampant, Ying Tiancheng has never been so helpless and helpless as it is now. From traffickers and soldiers, common people and soldiers, down to the officials of the Six Ministries of Nanjing, civil servants and dignitaries, It feels like the sky is falling down again.

"How? How?"

In the Central Office of the Nanjing Imperial Palace, a low-ranking Ming army officer in armor had just entered the Wenyuan Pavilion where the prime minister was working. There were six ministers in Nanjing, fifteen or six ministers, and Zhu Guobi, the Duke of Baoguo who supervised the Imperial Army in Nanjing. Guarding eunuch Fang Huaji and others surrounded him as if they were really welcoming the prime minister, with anxiety written all over their faces.

Can't wait!At the beginning of March, Yingtian finally received the imperial edict of King Qin, and immediately there was no more official document and report. It has been more than half a month, and it has been more than 200 years. This is still unprecedented. The public in the field spared no effort to criticize the government, but when the imperial court in the capital ceased to exist, these ministers in the south of the Yangtze River felt helpless and wandering like rootless duckweeds.

On the first day of April, Shi Kefa, Minister of the Ministry of War in Nanjing, who had just taken office, couldn't wait any longer. Corresponding to Tian Shimin, he issued a call for donations from the king of Nandu. Collecting the food and salaries collected, Shi Kefa drew 6000 to [-] troops from the Nanjing Imperial Army, and went north to serve the king.

However, Shi Kefa had only left with his troops for five days, and suddenly he wrote a letter to his good friend, Zhan Shi Jiang Yueguang of Zhan Shifu in Nanjing, saying that the emperor had sailed south from the sea on a boat, and the crown prince had also escaped through the middle way. It was like a shot in the arm, which boosted the morale of the officials in Nanjing. They were overjoyed and rushed to tell each other. However, it was already the fifth day, and there was still no news from Shi Kefa who led the troops to meet Yujia. The ministers who were waiting to greet Emperor Chongzhen were anxious again.

As a lowly martial artist, it was the first time that he was surrounded by so many big men, and the military officer who delivered the letter was really stunned. Seeing his dazed appearance, a large group of old masters who were about to catch up with Qin Shihuang's unified six kingdoms were anxious. Almost spit out the bile.

Finally, the military officer came to his senses, but he gave the group of ministers another thunderbolt.

"Reporting to my lords, my lord of the military department sent a young man to send a message. The news a few days ago was that the demon Bailian released the demonic words to confuse the public. His Majesty, he died for the country! And the princes of the capital, most of them did not escape. !"

This sentence was really like a big stick being slapped on the forehead, and the ears of those ministers of civil and military affairs were buzzing. The old man Jiang Riguang sat on the ground, and the face of the big-eared Duke Baoguo turned pale in an instant. She slapped her thigh very sissy, and cried.

"Oh my long live lord! Why did you abandon your servant?"

At this time, there was no party conflict. Except for the cries of the guarding eunuchs, all the important officials in Nanjing looked at each other silently, silent and dejected. For a whole day, these people didn't say a word.

Bad news came one after another. On April [-]th, Wei Yan, a former scholar who escaped from the capital, thoroughly confirmed the news that the capital fell, that Emperor Chongzhen hanged himself, and was placed in front of the Donghua Gate by thieves. More bad news came. The thieves wantonly tortured and plundered the officials of the capital, killing dozens of people every day. Song Qingshu wished that the officials of the capital would die, but for the officials of Nanjing, the imperial court of the capital was their boss, mentor, and disciple. Party feathers, for a while, every family in Yingtiancheng mourned silently, causing a miserable storm.

In the chaos, some officials still had business to do. On April 25, Lu Zhenfei, the governor of Huainan, wrote a suicide note to the six highest-ranking Ministers of the Ministry of War in Nanjing, Shi Kefa.During the event, Li Qing, Zhang Zhengchen, Jinshi Zheng Yuanxun and others also followed suit.

But even at this juncture, the party struggle that haunted the Ming Dynasty like a nightmare continued to bark its teeth and claws.

Changshu, Qianfu.

Since Chongzhen's 15-year food dispute, Qian Qianyi has really been depressed for a long time. As a big landlord in the south of the Yangtze River, Song Qingshu deprived seven or eight of his financial resources and land. Even the most proud collection of books has become Song Qingshu. The products of the Songjiang University Library, even his concubine Liu Rushi were lost, and he was beaten for a long time.

But tonight, when the candle light shone on his face, his face was full of red light. Under his hall, there were a large group of scribes, among them were even high-ranking officials from the Six Ministries of Nanjing, such as Lu Daqi, Minister of the Ministry of War in Nanjing, and Zhan Shifu. Zhan Shi, Jiang Yueguang and others.

The one who was overthrown by Song Qingshu was Fushe, a group of disciples of Donglin. The people who gathered here today are the real backbone of Donglin. A group of old men are all well-known figures in the south of the Yangtze River. Together, they constitute a terrifying political force.

"King Fu must not be allowed to succeed!"

The flame flickered on Qian Qianyi's face as ferocious as a monster. At this time, he was no longer like an old man in his 60s. A wave of sick excitement appeared on the old man's face. When he knocked on the table, Qian Qianyi spoke forcefully. talking.

"Old Qian is right. Fu Fan was extravagant and lustful, drunk and dreaming of death. There was a severe drought in Henan. Little Fu Wang was sitting on a mountain of grain, but he refused to donate any of it. Moreover, in the year of the catastrophe, extensive repairs to the palace cost people's energy. Waiting for a stupid person, how can he be allowed to sit on the throne of Ming Dynasty?"

Leaning on crutches, Jiang Riguang, who was also old, knocked on the floor and continued talking. Both of them were elders of Donglin, echoing their words, and a large group of people below also followed the voice of the crowd to help.

"The two gentlemen are right! If such a stupid person is the master of the country, isn't it a disaster for the country?"

"Northern land has been lost, Jiangnan can't afford this trouble, for the country and the people, we will be the master and the virtuous! Be the king of Lu!"

The crowd huddled together, making Qian Qianyi seem to have regained the scenery of the past again. He patted the table again after listening to everyone's help for a long time.

"Okay, we all share the same hatred, and we are going to elect a good king for the country. Tomorrow, the old man will go to heaven in person, and write a letter to discuss politics. We must support King Luxian as the master of the artifact!"

"it is good!"

"Follow Qian Lao's wishes!"

Raising their arms and shouting, a large group of Donglin backbones, like Red Guards parading in the streets, left Qian's manor with enthusiasm, and each went home to write a lot of pamphlets. Li political arena detest ups and downs.

Don't look at a group of people who are impassioned like martyrs who are about to go to the execution ground. They seem to abandon their homes and careers for the sake of the country, but the reasons for their actions are not so noble. The Donglin Party is the main force in the political struggle for the country in the Wanli Dynasty. The Emperor Wanli intended to make the son of his most beloved concubine Zheng the crown prince, and forced the old Fu Wang Zhu Changxun, who was one step away from the sky, to Luoyang to be a feudal vassal waiting to die. The Donglin Party and the old Fu Wang had great Damn, once Little Fu Wang ascends the throne, I'm afraid the future of these Donglin figures will be in jeopardy.

I think so, even if the current situation is turbulent, and the world urgently needs to elect a new emperor to stabilize the situation and face the enemy, Qian Qianyi will not hesitate to make troubles and make waves, even if it is for robbers or slaves. The opportunity to defeat the remaining half of the Ming Dynasty!
April 29, Yingtian Central Government Office, Wenyuan Pavilion.

After many days of deliberations, according to Shi Kefa, the eunuch Fang Huaji, the eunuch guarding Nanjing, Zhu Guobi, the Duke of the Baoguo, and others have generally established the support for King Fu, and the next step is the details of the red tape. He died violently and became unprecedented. All the officials supported Zhu Houcong, the son of King Xingxian, to succeed him. After he ascended the throne, Zhu Houcong wanted to make his father emperor. Later, the national struggle.

It is definitely a big event to welcome King Lifu to the throne. Even if the time is tight now, a group of ministers are still spitting and arguing about the welcoming route, worship etiquette, and posthumous details. Standing up for the first time and knocking on the table to urge, the little eunuch outside the door suddenly ran in extremely anxiously.

"My lords, something is wrong! The scholars from Jiangyou gathered at the gate of the Forbidden Palace, asking for the establishment of a virtuous man, King Lu as emperor!"

Hearing these words, Shi Kefa's expression changed, and his thick black beard stood up anxiously.

No longer in the mood to discuss, a bunch of ministers rushed to the south gate impatiently, looking down, a total of one or two thousand scholars under Eguanbo's belt gathered in the small square in front of the palace, raised their fists high, and shouted indignantly Lixian Lilu, these people are all famous, not to mention that it is still a time when people's hearts are in turmoil, and the imperial guards guarding the palace gate dare not drive them away. The chaotic shouts made the entire Nanjing Forbidden Palace unstoppable. quiet.

Seeing this scene, Shi Kefa was stunned for more than half a minute, and finally came to his senses, yelling at the general of the imperial guard at the top of the city angrily.

"Are you a piece of wood? Hurry up and disperse the troublemakers below!"

"Humble rank respects the orders of my lord!"

The gatekeeper general was also stunned for a long time, and then he answered with a lack of confidence...

(End of this chapter)