In Western mythology, Pandora opened the devil's curse box, and put many disasters such as illness, jealousy, and resentment into the world, in the East, Gao Xiuying also opened a Pandora's box with her own hands, after settling down for three years, the mob composed of the Dashun army, once again like a beast, polished its claws, showing its sharp fangs, a few days, the entire northern part of Huguang is a sound of fierce soldiers and horses, the Shun Palace under construction came to an abrupt end, and the people were pulled into the army, even in order to sweep the ground for soldiers, The old Chuang army from Shaanxi went to burn houses from village to village, snatching the last grain of grain, and the people of Huguang, who had nothing, had to throw themselves into this army of locusts after cursing bitterly.

A deformed monster was like the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom more than 200 years later, and it swelled up extremely.

But in front of the coveted eyes of this monster, the Nanming Dynasty was still in a song and dance, and he didn't know it.

Nanjing Ming Emperor Palace, Qinzheng Palace, nine grasp the golden dragon chair.

Zhu Yousong's fat body was like no bones, leaning softly on the hard gold, and from time to time, he, the lord of the Ming Dynasty, couldn't help but yawn.

The Ming Dynasty has been founded for more than 200 years, and now it has completely evolved into a deformed democracy, and the major affairs of the military state are basically the final say of the gentlemen, he has neither the right to ask, nor the interest in asking, Zhu Yousong's biggest ambition in this life, that is, to learn from his father Lao Fu Wang, to be a rice worm who eats, drinks and has fun.

However, these gentlemen are really difficult to serve, obviously they are already in power, but they still have to be bitches and set up archways, and they can't escape from the court once a day, and they have to cooperate to show the appearance that a Ming Jun should have, and "humbly accept" the "suggestions" of the people in the middle of the court, which is simply boring.

Thinking about it, Zhu Yousong couldn't help yawning again.

But this time, Qian Qianyi, who came back from Beijing, Gao Hongtu, the second assistant of the cabinet, and Wang Qia, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, all of them smiled excitedly as if they had married the first few concubines.

"With the red-haired envoy!"

"!! with red-haired envoys"

The eunuchs sounded one after the other, like in a relay race, and a moment later a high-nosed, thickly curly haired gringo with a garlic-nosed head came in with the same similar-looking gringo envoys.

If Mao Jue were here, he would definitely know him, old acquaintance! His Excellency Rufeli, Governor of Batavia.

But in this court, the upper-class playboy Lu Feili completely lost the frivolity of Mao Jue's drinking party, because of his improper handling, misassessed the strength of the Ming Dynasty, and angered Mao Jue, which caused the Dutch East India Company to lose the precious opportunity to cooperate with the Ming Dynasty, and the thirteen-member shareholders' meeting was annoyed.

Fortunately, he has an executive director uncle, and he provided enough useful information, so he was not swept to the end, and went to open a shop on a small island next to the cannibals in the Pacific Ocean, but it was because of this information that he had today's itinerary.

Da Ming is more than one Da Ming, the south seems to be a little more correct, since it is bad with the North Ming, then support the South Ming, go to war with it! Pulling one faction to fight another, this is also the consistent method of the Dutch against the natives.

Although this native's origin is a bit big.

With a flutter, a standard five-body threw himself on the ground and knelt down nine times, and Lu Feili pasted himself on the ground like a rice cake, fluttering and kowtowing, and praised loudly in the official dialect of Nanjing, which was now learned and sold.

"The extraterritorial barbarians knock on the big tomorrow, and the son of tomorrow is broken, broken, broken, broken!"

Listening to this strange tone, Qian Qianyi, Gao Hongtu and the others were as if they had heard the sound of immortals, and their excited old faces were all happy.

The highest ideal of Confucian governance, self-denial and revenge, up and down there is a degree They have basically done it, the peasants were basically enclosed in the farms and became serfs, the originally prosperous industry and commerce in the south of the Yangtze River have been hit by this, almost wiped out, the dream era of the Wei and Jin Southern Dynasty scholars manor model, in the Southern Ming Dynasty was basically copied out, the next step, they can do what the Jianwen Emperor era did not do, restore the Western Zhou Dynasty of the well field system.

After all, the century-old brother of the Ming Dynasty, Li's North Korea, is now trampled by Mao Jue under his feet as a labor and mercenary export place, scissors poor dumping place, the Wa Kingdom that loves and kills each other, is also beaten by the Northern Ming Dynasty, and spits out the Japanese slaves, the countries of the Indochina Peninsula, either because Sichuan fell to Zhang Xianzhong Daxi, and the Ming Dynasty lost contact, or if Siam, Annan was frightened by Mao Jue's strong ships and cannons, knelt down under Mao Jue's big slippers, the Ming Dynasty, which was prosperous in the past, turned out to be a little brother, where is his face?

But at this juncture, the Dutch came all the way to pay tribute, how could they not let the Donglin Zhugong have light on their faces?

Looking at Lu Feili who kowtowed, not to mention Qian Qianyi and them, even Zhu Yousong, who was sitting on the dragon chair, showed a little interest, and it was too rare to approach such a polite big monkey.

With great difficulty, he arched his fat body forward, leaned forward with difficulty, and asked greasyly.

"Hongmao Fanguo, I have never heard of it, where is your country? How much is the radius? Is there a people? ”

In this era, there were still many Western missionaries in Nanjing, among whom the Spaniards were still the majority, and they had a slaughter with Mao Jue a while ago, and a Jesuit missionary was translated in a hurry.

But this time, it was not for Zhu Yousong to popularize geographical knowledge, and he was anxious, so Lu Feili knelt up straight, took out a parchment roll from his arms, and shouted in Dutch.

"Great Tomorrow, our Netherlands is thousands of miles away in Europe, but in Southeast Asia, we also have territories, recently the warlord in the north, the barbarian Mao Jue attacked our territory, I heard that he also seized the territory of the Ming Dynasty, the emperor's right to rest, the parliament believes that the enemy of the enemy is a friend, the Dutch parliament is willing to form an alliance with His Majesty to deal with our enemies together!"

"The Dutch parliament is willing to sell Western firearms to the Ming Dynasty, send instructors to teach us the advanced combat tactics of the Netherlands, train His Majesty's army, and we are also willing to give the Seven Lowland Provinces to the Ming Dynasty to imitate them to fight against Mao Jue's evil navy, and we can still ............"

Ruferi's words are endless, the Dutch in order to protect the East Indies and the commercial monopoly in Asia, it is really bloody, if ten years ago Mao Jue heard this condition, he would have to drool excitedly, but in the ears of these scholars in the Ming Dynasty, he only heard the first one, from thousands of miles away.

"Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty! Your Majesty's benevolence spreads far and wide, even if it is a small country in the Western Domain, thousands of miles away, they all admire my glory and come to pay tribute! I'm going to be Virus tomorrow!"

The voice was high, Qian Qianyi was about to sing, and he was extremely excited, and the king of the Ministry of Rites was also like a honey coat for a while, and he was rubbing it heavily.

"What Qian Ge Lao said is very true, the red-haired fan came to the court, it was auspicious from the sky, and the old minister thought that he should give amnesty to the world!"

It's rare for the gentlemen to approve of it, and they didn't scold him anymore, Zhu Yousong was also very happy today, the head of Ruferi was still chattering in gringo, and he had already slapped him heavily.

"The red-haired fan has a heart! Wear my will, canonize the lord of the Hongmao Fan country as the king of Henan, the Ministry of Rites drafts the canonization edict, engraves the seal of the king of Henan and returns many matters, there must be no mistakes!"

"Obey the order!"

Wang just knelt down and buckled his head heavily.

At this time, Lu Feili finally finished talking about the negotiation conditions handed over to him by the council, and he raised his head in anticipation, but what caught his eye was an old eunuch's sobbing old face.

Tian Cheng, who also came out of the Laofu Palace, took the parchment roll with a smile and waved his hand at the palace door.

"The national letter is taken, and the red haired envoy should step aside!"

That's it? To agree or not to agree to an alliance with the Netherlands?

Lu Feili was confused and was caught by several Han generals.

Today for Nanming, it is a great joy, the lesson of cheating tribute in the past has also been forgotten, a few Mr. Donglin is you and I are discussing how to give the red hair a return gift, how to drag the seven provinces of the lowlands along the Qinhuai River to pay tribute, but this kung fu, the Jinyi guard at the door came in in a hurry, and said two sentences in the ear of Gao Hongtu, the second assistant.

Full of astonishment, he was stunned for a moment, and glanced at the Hongguang Emperor Gao Hongtu, who was still in the fugue, and simply slapped him.

"Nope!"

"What's wrong?"

Qian Qianyi asked a little stunned, but saw that Gao Hongtu, a righteous gentleman, was also very careful to lower his voice and lower his head.

"Shi Kefa asks to see him, and he wants to face the saint!"

"This Shi Kefa has lost the face of his teacher Zuo Guangxian!"

Hearing this, Qian Qianyi couldn't help but snort in disgust.

The habit of infighting among the Donglin Party members really can't be changed! When they were left to be dominant, the old faction of Donglin and the new generation of the Restoration Society pinched each other again.

Among them, Qian Qianyi, Gao Hongtu and others in power believe that they should refrain from self-denial and restore Zhou Li, but most of the scholars from the Fushe are from small industrial and commercial landlord families, which restores the feudal manor and cracks down on commodity trade, which is a powerful blow to them with little land at home, so they killed Ma Shiying and defeated Ruan Dacheng, and the contradiction between Fushe and Donglin was acute to the extreme.

After the fall of Yangzhou, the contradiction between Shi Kefa and Donglin has also reached the extreme, although he still has the title of a first auxiliary scholar, but he has been completely excluded from the imperial court, not to mention that he is also biased towards the restoration of the society, advocating the revitalization of Jiangnan commerce, opening the sea to obtain silver, enriching the people and strengthening the army, Gao Hongtu Qian Qianyi can make him go to the court is strange.

But is Shi Kefa someone who gives up so easily?

At the gate of the palace, after listening to the eunuch's cold humming that His Majesty was gone, he bowed profusely again, but he forced a newspaper full of ink into the eunuch's hand.

"Imperial Capital Daily"!

"Father-in-law, Your Majesty can not see it, I am tired of my father-in-law, I must transfer this newspaper to the hands of Gao Gong Qiangong, and it is a big matter of survival!!"

Beads of sweat the size of beans continued to flow down Shi Kefa's forehead, full of reality, and he shouted urgently............