Ye Xianggao's secret house.

In the living room where the last discussion was held, several core figures of the Donglin Party were sitting here leisurely drinking tea, from time to time twisting fast pastries from the plate and stuffing them into their mouths, or talking to the people next to them for a few words.

But if a discerning person takes a closer look, he will find a completely different thing: although the expressions of the people here are calm, the hands that hold the teacup or grab the pastry often tremble, and their faces look normal at first glance, but from time to time there is a flash of excitement or uneasiness for no reason.

In the depths of their eyes, there are complex emotions, uneasiness, panic, excitement, all kinds of emotions. The strong emotions in their hearts even make their conversations seem ridiculous, often answering questions, donkey's lips are not in the horse's mouth, but no one cares about these anomalies, they always look out, as if expecting something.

Ye Xianggao sat on the main seat, gently took a sip of the teacup, among all the people present, it is estimated that he is the only one who is the calmest, because the current situation is almost completely promoted by him.

All kinds of just right rumors, gossip, and rumors have triggered the deep desires of some people in due time, and then he is working harder, and the current situation has been created.

The crown prince and Xi Li confronted each other in the palace and fought fiercely for the highest position. Gently turning the tea cup in his hand, Ye Xianggao seemed to see the bloody and miserable scene, countless severed limbs flew around, blood filled the entire sky, faintly, he even felt that the tea in his cup had turned into blood.

The reason why he spared no effort to promote today's bloody coup d'état was originally due to the uneasiness in Ye Xianggao's heart, and after hearing the little doll's remarks for the first time, for no reason, he had a feeling of panic and anxiety in his heart.

He has been studying for many years, and his experience as a political official tells him that if he allows that little doll to develop like this, something will definitely happen that he dare not imagine and do not want to see. What will happen, Ye Xianggao didn't know, but there was a strong voice in his heart telling him that he must stop everything this person did!

Despite the doubts in his heart, Ye Xianggao still followed his instincts, secretly connected people, attacked Zhu Youxiao, and made all kinds of restrictions and blows to him. And all these efforts, after he saw the paper that said that agricultural tax exemption was written and replaced by commercial tax, he felt that it was worth it.

This bastard thing is simply digging into the foundation of all the great families.

If the agricultural tax is exempted, why should the people still dedicate the land to their names, and the privilege of the scholars to be exempted from paying taxes is gone, how can they make a fortune and pass on poems and books? In particular, the emphasis on the collection of commercial taxes is a naked robbery with the local gentry for money, snatching meat from their bowls to eat.

This is absolutely not a no-go!

Ye Xianggao thinks so, and most of the other Donglin Party members also think so, they have common interests, and it is precisely because their interests are basically the same that the Donglin Party was born. In order to safeguard this interest, they do not hesitate to fight, even if it is the emperor, they have to fight.

There are no eternal friends, only eternal interests, and it is driven by the huge interests hidden under this shadow that it is easier for the Donglin Party to meddle in the throne than ever before, and finally caused this shocking palace coup.

Without the support and help of the Donglin Party behind the scenes, how could he gather so many forbidden troops to launch a mutiny, relying on the scheming of Xi Li Xuan's servants and Cao Huachun's talents?

These causes and consequences, the ins and outs kept churning in Ye Xianggao's mind, and finally turned into a long sigh, "It's a pity, Your Majesty died so young, otherwise there would be no need to take such risks." ”

As an emperor who was praised by the Donglin Party, Zhu Changluo naturally favored the position of the Donglin Party, coupled with his own lowly ability, and his number one henchman, the eunuch Wang An, was also biased towards the Donglin Party, it was almost foreseeable that even if Emperor Taichang did not die early, he was destined to become a puppet emperor, a puppet of the Donglin Party.

When the time comes, it is not easy to coerce the Son of Heaven to order the princes, and it is not easy to do anything, even if it is to change the crown prince, it is only a matter of a few years of operation.

It's a pity that everything was ruined by that stupid woman, and the good times are gone.

As a last resort, at the suggestion of Ye Xianggao, the leaders of the Donglin Party decided to take a risk and secretly promoted the coup. If you win, everything will be fine, and if you go further, defeat is just a few days earlier. Even if you don't take action, according to the prince's temperament revealed by those materials, sooner or later he will attack the family.

Honorables, relatives, civil officials, military generals, eunuchs. Everything that can be won over has been co-opted, and the Donglin Party has done its best to press all the chips up, and now it is just waiting slowly.

There are only 800 people under the command of the crown prince, and they are definitely not the opponent of the 4,000 elite forbidden army of West Li, and the words of foreign aid are basically cut off by Li Sancai in the palace with a holy decree, and they are guarded in place and must not be moved lightly. And the only thing to worry about is Dongchang and Jinyiwei. Ye Xianggao frowned and thought carefully.

I left a secret hand in the East Factory, and it should be launched at this moment, if it is done cleanly, it should be able to block the people of Jinyiwei, so that great things can be done.

Thinking of this, Ye Xianggao suddenly laughed, and this sense of control made him a little intoxicated.

The Ming Imperial City, on the north side of Dong'an Gate, near Donghua Gate, there is a gloomy and gloomy building - East Factory, referred to as East Factory.

At this moment, the place is also brightly lit, countless executioners with weapons gathered, and as a deputy, the commander of the thousands of households is constantly commanding and dispatching to maintain order.

Standing on the slightly higher steps in front of the lobby door, Lu Shou's eyes widened, his eyes were like fire, at this moment he was wearing a military uniform, wearing a red cloak, looking really majestic. Behind him, there is the open door of the lobby of the East Factory, through the door, you can see a huge portrait of Yue Fei, under the portrait is a huge incense burner, the incense burner is full of incense ashes.

On the incense ash, three thumb-thick incense sticks are inserted, and the fiery red incense sticks keep burning downward, releasing curling green smoke.

"Tonight, I'm going to the palace to rescue the driver and protect Sheji." Looking at the fans gathered below, Lu Shou thought with some difficulty in self-control, "I worship Lord Yue in the East Factory, and I should do the thing of serving the country with loyalty, so as not to lose the reputation of Lord Yue through the ages." ”

"Ladies and gentlemen......" Seeing that the people were almost gathered, Lu Shou calmed down, and shouted, intending to boost morale and enter the palace to rescue the driver.

However, at this moment, only to hear the sound of a long knife coming out of the sheath, Lu Shou followed one of the people who crossed out of the crowd, brandished the long knife in his hand, and accurately stabbed through his vest.

Burst!

The tip of the knife was beaded with a little bit of blood, leaking from Lu Shou's chest, stealing his life while interrupting what he wanted to say. With a muffled snort, Lu Shou's originally bright eyes suddenly dimmed, and all his plans and dreams disappeared with this knife.

"Buzz ......."

This earth-shattering reversal scene suddenly overwhelmed the fans who were summoned below, and even those stall heads were at a loss, and they all watched in a daze as their entourage behind their adults attacked and died.

"Silence, all silence!" The fastest reaction was to punish Qianhu, he yelled a few times, and instantly suppressed the commotion that was about to rise, and at the same time, some stalls in the crowd below also came forward to calm down the bullet pressure. Looking at their skillful cooperation, it is obvious that they have been prepared in advance.

"Poof!"

There was another dull thud, accompanied by a torrent of blood, and the murderous retinue pulled the knife from Lu Shou's body, and as the last of the support disappeared, his body fell limply to the ground. When he turned to the ground, Lu Shou finally saw the murderer's face clearly.

"You ......." his eyes widened as if he had seen something incredible. Obviously, the person who killed him was definitely not what he expected.

With the last remaining strength, he raised his hand, as if he wanted to say something, but the departure of vitality made him no longer have the strength to finish speaking, and finally his hand was weak, his neck was crooked, and he fell completely silent.

"......" took a deep look at Lu Shou, who was not blind, and the murderer did not stay any longer, took a few steps forward, and took out a yellow thick scroll-like thing from his arms.

Holding the scroll aloft, he shouted loudly, "The traitor Lu Shou colluded with foreign enemies and wanted to disturb the court. I hold the emperor's holy decree, kill the traitor, take over the Dongchang, and wait for you to return to Shun quickly, follow me to meet the traitor, and make meritorious contributions? ”

As if acting, the thousands of households in charge of the punishment knelt on the ground first, and shouted loudly, "I am willing to follow my father-in-law to kill the traitor and make meritorious service!" Then, more than a dozen large and small stalls knelt down, saying that they were willing to submit and make meritorious contributions.

With the drive of others, most of the fans knelt down and accepted the fact that they had changed their bosses. Of course, there were also some of Lu Shou's cronies who resisted on the spot, but the number was too small and they were quickly killed.

"Let's go!" The new governor of Dongchang was in high spirits, and with a wave of his hand, he rushed to the Wumen Gate with his subordinates, and they were going to snipe the Jinyi guards on the way into the palace.

At the same time, in the Qing Palace on Longhu Mountain, an old man was standing against the wind, watching the stars at night, and next to him was a disciple who made a record for him.

"Master, you have a whim tonight, watching the stars at night, I don't know what you can gain?" The youngest of the several disciples asked with a grin.

In the sky, it is the starry stars, and the light of countless beans constitutes a complex portrait that ordinary people can't understand at all, at this moment, Zhang Xianyong, the fifth generation of Heavenly Master of Longhu Mountain, is staring at the night with a divine light, and he seems to be deaf to the questions of the disciples next to him.

"Chaos, too chaotic, what does such a chaotic heavenly machine portend?" The light in Zhang Xianyong's eyes gradually disappeared, and he muttered to himself.

The disciples next to him looked at each other, not knowing how to answer, but the young disciple who asked the question just now had an idea, "Master, could it be related to the vision of the purple qi filling the sky and covering the Jinghua fifteen years ago." Didn't the ancestor happen to be in Beijing at the beginning, didn't he leave a word before the old man sat down? ”

"Could it be ......." The little disciple's words made Zhang Xianyong seem to think of something, frowning tightly and thinking hard.

Half an hour later.

"No, I want to go to Beijing." With a few words, Zhang Xianyong immediately ran away like a gust of wind and disappeared, leaving only a few stunned disciples who didn't know what was going on.