Taiyuan, Shanxi, Jin Wangfu.

The thirty-six-year-old King of Jin, Zhu Xianxuan, was majestic and steady, and led a group of Jin Sect's children to bow down in front of the incense case to welcome the holy decree.

Han San, the eunuch of the decree, was full of seriousness, slowly unfolded the yellow silk in his hand, and read in a round voice: "Fengtian carries the emperor, and the system says: The prince and grandson of Fanjun, who have civil and military talents, can be appointed, and after the test of the imperial court, he will be directly awarded an official position, and his promotion will be as usual ......."

"All requests for statements by the clan are reported to His Majesty, and talents are introduced, gains and losses are recorded, etc."

Han Sansheng read it steadily for a long time, but Zhu Xianxuan, the king of Jin who was kneeling in front of the case, became more and more angry the more he listened, and the clans of the King of Jin behind him, some were happy and some were sad.

The entire Ming Dynasty, whether it is the throne or the succession to the throne, needs to strictly abide by the system of "father dies and son succeeds, brother dies and brother dies", which is the unchanged ancestral family law.

It has only been two years since the new emperor ascended the throne, and he is about to cut the domain, or such a complete reduction of the domain, it is too chilling!

The Jin family has been in Taiyuan for more than 270 years, over the years, the situation has changed abruptly, Mongolia has gone south many times, thieves are raging everywhere, and the Jin king's line has not been defeated in the hands of outsiders, but it is finally broken in the hands of his own family.

Pathetic, alas!

The anger in Zhu Xianxuan's heart was like a volcano about to erupt, but a few years ago, the Tianwu army forcibly marched into Shanxi to copy the eight Jin merchants, and killed so many people, which gave the Jin palace a great shock.

Zhu Xianxuan had to forcibly hold back, at present, he has no soldiers and no power, and forcibly confronting him will only lead to a dead end!

Think about the second generation of King Jin and the third generation of King Jin, which one has not been rectified by the people of King Yan's line? Either he was stripped of his king's name or imprisoned on the high wall of Fengyang.

When he heard the last of the holy decree, Zhu Xianxuan's lowered eyes suddenly lit up: "Restore the three guards, can the vassal king recruit troops?" ”

His heart was beating faster, and his mood was getting more and more excited.

"If there is a contingent offense, the Zongren Mansion will ask questions and understand, and there will be real information, the punishment will be reduced to the lightest, and the heavier will be deposed as a commoner, but the reward and punishment will be clear, and no criminal responsibility will be added......."

Han San continued to recite the holy decree, and the latter proposed the preferential treatment of the clan, but Zhu Xianxuan couldn't listen to it anymore, and his mind was full of thinking about how to pull the team and buy guns and make cannons.

According to the rules set by Taizu, the vassal king could have his own palace and army, and each vassal king had three guards, and the number of one guard was 3,000 to 19,000, and the three guards were at least 9,000 and up to 57,000.

Now the little emperor doesn't know how to have a convulsion all of a sudden, both cutting the feudal domain and releasing military power, looking very unprofessional.

Zhu Xianxuan's mood suddenly relaxed, he wanted to recruit troops to rebuild the three guards, he naturally tended to choose a full formation, even if he smashed the pot and sold iron, he would pull up an army of 50,000 people!

Historical practice has proved that having soldiers is the king! Even if you don't fight for the throne, you can protect yourself!

Zhu Xianxuan has long been dissatisfied with Zhu Cihong, the eight Jin merchants were raided, and the business of the Jin Wangfu suffered heavy losses.

After announcing his will, Han San smiled and said: "His Royal Highness the King of Jin, Your Majesty said that the King of Jin Mansion can take a stake in the Royal Group, and there will be dividends and profits every year......

Han San carefully explained the scale and system of the Royal Group to him, and Zhu Xianxuan just nodded casually, not showing much interest.

Still have to go overseas? Sorry, but the outlanders, who were born and raised, are not used to blowing the sea breeze!

Compared with the hereditary replacement of the throne, this little bit of small profit is a fart, who does Emperor Tianwu look down on?

Sending away the eunuch with a smile, Zhu Xianxuan couldn't wait to find a few henchmen to discuss the recruitment of soldiers.

After explaining everything, Zhu Xianxuan breathed a sigh of relief, and soon, he will have tens of thousands of troops, worthy of the name of the princes and kings! It's fun to think about!

But he is also very sober, even if according to the full staff, more than 50,000 people, he still can't do the imperial court.

Zhu Xianxuan thought about it for a long time, and felt that he had to learn from Zhu Di, the king of Yan, and unite with other vassal kings.

There are also acting kings in Shanxi, you can contact them well, there are more vassal kings in Henan, they must also be fried! You can get in touch with the nearest person.

At the same time, Zhu Xianxuan set his sights on the Mongols in the northern naturalization city.

After the Ming army swept the grassland, most of the Mongols ran to the Naturalization City and defected to the Hetao area of the Tumut Department, which was the base camp of the Tumut Department, only adjacent to Xuanfu and Datong in Shanxi.

......

When the Jin Palace's military recruitment was carried out with great fanfare, a monk dressed in black appeared in front of the palace and asked to see the King of Jin.

Zhu Xianxuan, who was eager for talent, did not dislike others, and took the time to meet with him at the moment.

After the meeting between the two sides, Zhu Xianxuan wore his signature smile, while the black-clothed monk remained silent and didn't let out a fart for a long time.

Just when Zhu Xianxuan was waiting for impatience, the silent monk suddenly spoke: "His Royal Highness the King of Jin, the poor monk is willing to assist you!" ”

Zhu Xianxuan was stunned, he carefully looked at the great monk recommended by Mao Sui, smiled slightly, and said, "How can you say this?" ”

The old monk Bao Xiang was solemn, seemed to be very serious, but he was very scary when he spoke, he said: "If the king is willing to accept the poor monk, he only needs to open a hundred taels of silver every month, and the poor monk is willing to send a white hat to the king!" ”

"Presumptuous! Dare to curse His Royal Highness King Jin! The guard of honor of the Jin Palace's palace shouted.

Give a white hat, what the hell do you want to do?

Zhu Xianxuan heard this, but he changed color, and the prince added a white on it, isn't it the word "emperor"? This old monk knows that he wants to rebel?

He walked quickly to the old monk and reprimanded in a low voice: "You are bold, don't you want to die?" ”

The old monk smiled slightly, his face was deep, and he said meaningfully: "I won't come here anymore." ”

As he spoke, he smiled and said nothing, and sat on the ground with his eyes closed.

Zhu Xianxuan was stunned, this scene was a little familiar, he looked at the old monk carefully again, and suddenly looked surprised.

Black! Monk! Prime Minister in Black!

Zhu Xianxuan's face trembled, and he suddenly thought that Yao Guangxiao, the main planner of the Battle of Jingjing, the most famous black-clothed prime minister in history, was also dressed like this!

He asked tentatively: "Dare to ask the name of the monk?" Who is the teacher? ”

The old monk Baoxiang was solemn, and he folded his hands and said: "The poor monk Yao Zhitian is the descendant of the Daoyan Patriarch!" ”

The corners of Zhu Xianxuan's mouth twitched, and he secretly said that he was really the descendant of the black-clothed prime minister Yao Guangxiao, and the name was given, which was really good!

After being silent for a while, Zhu Xianxuan walked by with his hands in his hands, walked past him, and said in a calm tone: "Enter the hall with the widow." ”

Carrying the old monk on his back, the corners of Zhu Xianxuan's mouth slowly raised, it seems that he is also a man of destiny, in this world, the widow is here! Get ready for the world to be turned upside down!

After King Jin led the way into the hall, the old monk got up from the ground, wiped the slight cold sweat on his forehead, and exhaled a long breath: "I finally deceived a ........"

(End of chapter)