Chapter 211: Someone Wants to Rebel? It's great (on the best-selling selection plus more!) )
The person who sued the emperor was a scholar in his early thirties, a Yangzhou guard, and a person with military status.
This person has a good appearance, a slender figure, an elegant demeanor, a face like a crown of jade, handsome facial features, a pair of narrow phoenix eyes squinting, and the right eye is still swollen and blue, as if he was punched by someone! One of the shirts he was wearing was also torn, and the right sleeve was torn off. The scarf or other hat that should have been on his head was gone, revealing his jet-black bun.
"Student Yangzhou Wei Juzi Ji Kun, respectfully invite the prince of Fujun Jin An!" Seeing that Ji Kun, who seemed to have been beaten, was led to Zhu Cihong, he followed the etiquette, knelt down and kowtowed, and gave his name.
"How did you get beaten?" Zhu Cihong looked at the man named Ji Kun who looked like he had been beaten, and asked Feng Sizhong on the side with a twisted brow, "Sizhong, was it beaten by the people from the guard camp?" ”
"Returning to Chitose Ye, it was not the guards who beat him, but someone chased him to the Guazhou wharf."
"I see." Zhu Cihong nodded, "Ji Juren, who is chasing you?" ”
Ji Juren said with a look of resentment: "It is the commander of Yangzhou Wei who is Xu Yongji's family who is chasing and killing the students!" ”
"The family of the Yangzhou Wei Commander is chasing you?" Zhu Cihong saw Xu Yongji, the commander of Yangzhou Guard, an old man with a rather powerful appearance, who was a side branch of Wei Guofu, "Why? You claim to be a military person, you are also famous, and you can be an official at any time, why should he have trouble with you as a commander? ”
Ji Kun gritted his teeth and said loudly: "Return to the Chitose Lord, because the student wants to report the crime of rebellion by Xu Yongji, the commander of Yangzhou Guard, and Zhu Guobi, the Marquis of Funing of the Admiral Canal!" ”
"Huh!" Zhu Cihong raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he smiled.
There are people who rebel!
And it can also involve Xu Hongji, the biggest nobleman in Nanjing!
You're a scholar who is very good at getting things done, you must know the mind of this palace! Yes, yes, the talent that can be created is a little treacherous.
"Good, good!" Zhu Cihong nodded again and again.
Ji Kun, who sued the emperor below, was a little stunned, what is the number of this prince? Why are you so happy to hear that someone has rebelled? Shouldn't he be furious?
When he was feeling strange, Zhu Cihong pointed at him again and spoke: "Take him with you later, and go back to the Generalissimo's Mansion in Yangzhou together!" ”
Yangzhou Generalissimo's Mansion is located in a temple called Daming Temple, this temple is one of the eight ancient temples in Yangzhou, built next to the Slender West Lake, the building is rich and beautiful, the twists and turns are deep, elegant and subtle, not like the place of Buddhist practice, but like the garden where the rich people in Yangzhou enjoy life.
Because of Qian Qianyi's recommendation, after Zhu Cihong arrived in Yangzhou, he placed his generalissimo's mansion in the Daming Temple, and at the same time placed the palace of Emperor Chongzhen in Tianning Temple, another ancient temple in Yangzhou City.
Guazhou Wharf is still a little far from Yangzhou City. Zhu Cihong and his entourage also carried a large number of men and horses, including 5,000 guns, 6 12-pounder bronze cannons purchased from the Western-style gun carriage of the Bogarao Cannon Foundry in Macau, and a large amount of gunpowder. So it wasn't until the evening of the same day that Prince Zhu returned to Daming Temple.
After a simple dinner, Zhu Cihong, accompanied by Zheng Sen, Bi Jiucheng and Su Ziwen, interrogated Ji Juren at night in the pavilion of the Water Pavilion next to the Slender West Lake.
"Ji Kun!" Then in the dim light, Zhu Cihong looked at Ji Juren, who had changed into a neat Confucian uniform, "The people of Yangzhou Wei said that you are a Diao Jian lawsuit, relying on your reputation to instigate lawsuits, frame lawsuits, and bully lawsuits, disturb the Yangzhou Guard and local Qingping, so as to make a profit from it, can there be such a thing?" ”
Zhu Cihong has already sent Jinyi Wei to check the details of Ji Juren, and found that he is not a good stubble, but a lawyer who takes over litigation and makes profits from it. And he also regarded himself as the successor of Donglin, and he also intervened in the Fushe, and he also had his number one in Yangzhou Shilin.
Before the fall of Beijing, such a figure was not willing to be provoked by Xu Hongji, the Duke of Wei-although he was not appointed as an official, he was a person after all, and he was still a famous figure in Donglin and Fushe. Who knows when you'll be in high school?
Because of this, Ji Juren was arrogant and domineering, did not take the command and suppression of Yangzhou Wei in his eyes, arbitrarily intervened in the lawsuit of Weizhong, and also helped the salt merchants of the Hui Gang and the salt merchants of Shanxi supported by the nobles of Nanjing to dispute the lawsuit, which offended many people.
Therefore, after the fall of Beijing and Shi Kefa's troops went north to Qin, the queen was unlucky, and was retaliated against by Xu Yongji and Zhu Guobi of the Admiral Canal. He sent a lawsuit against a hundred households who had been swallowed up by the Ji Juren by trickery, and also brought the scandal of incest (actually a woman from a distant branch of the family) who dug up the Ji Juren, and wanted to change his reputation.
Ji Kun, who was forced to be anxious, was not a fuel-efficient lamp, so he simply took the risk to sue Zhu Cihong for the royal complaint, and it was a big crime of rebellion!
"Yes!" Ji Kun gritted his teeth and lowered his head, "Students do love to fight unevenly, and often fight for the poor families of Yangzhou Wei, Dahewei, and Huai'anwei, so they have a bit of a false name, and they are hired by Yangzhou Hui Gang salt merchants, and they do make some profits." ”
It's a litigant...... He came out to accumulate fame for the poor military households in the guardhouse, and after becoming famous, he became the royal master of the Hui Gang salt merchants.
"Hehe," Zhu Cihong smiled, "You are already a lifter, why don't you want to go further, but become a master in Yangzhou?" Is it that the price offered by Yangzhou salt merchants is more than what can be made in the officialdom? ”
This prince knows everything!
Ji Kun was secretly taken aback, so he had to nod and admit: "Master Chitose is wise, the student really has no intention of pursuing a career...... Although the student is a lifter, he is not sure of being admitted to the Jinshi. Moreover, in today's troubled times, students are shallow in their studies, and they have no talent to help the world, and they are reluctant to be officials, and they can't help the world at the same time, so it is better to be alone in Yangzhou. ”
Still want to be on your own? By the time Yangzhou was ten days, the Manchurians should have been hacked to death......
Zhu Cihong smiled coldly: "It seems that it is difficult for you to be alone in Yangzhou!" Did you mess with Wei Guofu or did you mess with those old Western salt merchants? ”
The prince also knew about the old western salt merchants...... Ji Kun was even more surprised! Zhu Cihong obviously knows the situation of Yangzhou salt merchants very well!
That's right! Shen Tingyang, the chief helmsman of the Haisha Gang, is now the commander of the navy under the command of Prince Zhu! The matter of Huaiyang Salt Industry, Shen Tingyang is not a doorman?
"All of them, all have ......," Ji Kun said, "The students used to be a little more eager to do things, and they offended a lot of people. ”
"It's not that you've offended a lot of people," Zhu Cihong shook his head, "but that after the fall of Beijing, your people are worthless!" Shi Kefa spent a lot of effort to rectify the Nanjing Imperial Camp, and many guards in Jiangbei and Jiangnan were outnumbered, and those commanders naturally stiffened their waists. As for the old Western salt merchants, they are all noble people in Nanjing, right? ”
"Chitose Lord is wise......" Ji Kun nodded, a little sluggish.
The prince saw through all his thoughts.
"So is there anything about Zhu Guobi's rebellion?" Zhu Cihong smiled.
"This ......" Ji Kun was sweating white, and said that before that, he would be a bully! Say yes...... He doesn't have any proof! He was just hearsay, if Xu Yongji hadn't sent his family to hunt him down, he wouldn't have complained about him.
"The student just heard that he wanted to oppose Chitose Ye with Wei Guogong and Xin Chengbo." Ji Kun said, "When Zhu Guobi went south to Yangzhou a few days ago, he discussed with Xu Yongji and wanted to agree on raising troops......
"Is there any proof of it?"
"It didn't ...... But students can look it up, and they will definitely find it. ”
Zhu Cihong smiled: "Not now, isn't that just empty talk?"
By the way, since you are a salt merchant, then talk to Hongu about the salt industry. The palace wants to know, how much can the imperial court make from the Huaiyang salt industry at most? How to fish? ”
Yes? Nothing about the rebellion?
Ji Kun was even more surprised. Prince Zhu, is this a loss of money, or what's the matter? I didn't ask about the thief, I only asked about the salt profit. Isn't he afraid that the gang of nobles in Nanjing will successfully rebel and take away his crown prince?
"Chitose Lord," Ji Kun also kindly reminded, "This salt profit involves a wide range of interests, not only the southeast Shilin, but also the interests of the two capital nobles, officials, and chamberlains. If the recourse is too urgent, I am afraid that the rebound will be violent, and those who don't want to rebel will be reversed. ”
Zhu Cihong smiled: "This palace is not afraid!" This palace is the reincarnation of Emperor Taizu Gao, specializing in all kinds of disobedience! Liukou and Tartar are both called Bengong Zhi, what is the southeast lord? ”
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