At the end of October of the seventeenth year of Chongzhen, Nanjing City Yidi Lane. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In winter, the sky became colder and colder, the cold wind kept whistling, making a terrible sound, and the thin clothes of the pedestrians in the market were rustled by the cold wind, and after a while, the only little heat left on the body was blown away by this wind.

"Steward Wang, how far are we from the Hou Mansion?" It was a short and stocky middle-aged man, dressed as a scribe in a square scarf and cotton robe, followed by several sturdy servants leading the horses.

Steward Wang was thin and weak, his face was clear, and when he heard this, he looked around, and saw that no one was following, so he accompanied him and said carefully: "Master Qian, don't worry, I'll be there soon, I'll be there soon." ”

"From Wuchang to Nanjing, thousands of eight hundred miles, students have come from so far away, how can you be in a hurry at this moment, Steward Wang is too worried."

The stocky middle-aged scribe chuckled, in a very pleasant mood, not at all affected by the cold weather.

Although both of them retained some vigilance, they still couldn't escape the tracking of Daming's professional spy Jinyiwei.

Not far behind them, in the shadows of the shops along the street, three young men were shrunk together at this time, they were dressed in gray robes and felt hats, dressed neatly, and the person in the middle was the leader, tall, with a thin waist and arms, and he was very strong, with a black face, moist and translucent, big eyes, shining brightly, and he was a mature and steady person at first glance.

On the left and right, there are young men in their twenties, with agile posture and attentive eyes, looking clever and sophisticated.

"Zhang Zongqi, are you sure that the middle-aged scribe is the one who came from Wuchang to contact the Hou Mansion?" The young man on the right asked in a whisper as he moved his steps slightly.

The surname Zhang is a Jinyi Wei Zongqi, his full name is Zhang Jun, he glanced at the man coldly, and said: "It's him, the brothers who are watching him at Dasheng Pass are watching him enter Yingtianfu from the direction of Wuchang, and before entering the city, he was connected to the Cangtou of Fenshui Pass and Hou Mansion, that's right!" ”

The young man on the left seemed to be more easy-going, he chuckled and said to the young man on the right: "Zhang Zongqi is from the Jinyi Wei family, and his ancestors went to Korea with the army to fight with the Japanese slaves during the Wanli period, and the north was broken by Li Chuang, Zhang Zongqi went all the way south and served the three dynasties. ”

After saying these beautiful words, Rao is Zhang Jun still couldn't help but smile no matter how calm he behaved on weekdays, and praised him a few words at the moment: "Li Juchuan, you are not a bad kid, you can speak more than 20 dialects in four or five southern provinces, the characters and customs of various places, the mountains and rivers can be felt clearly, and it is not easy to become a small flag from a military surplus at a young age!" ”

"Where, where." The one named Li Juchuan touched his head after hearing this, looking embarrassed.

"I'm the most useless." The young man on the right said with a depressed face when he saw them praising each other.

"Hehe......" Zhang Jun and Li Juchuan couldn't help but laugh when they heard this.

After chuckling, Zhang Jun regained his original indifferent expression, and whispered: "Since the target is locked, we are going to ask Feng Dudu to take action, the emperor seems to attach great importance to this matter, we must keep an eye on it, and we must not let that spy get away!" ”

"Okay, this is a big fish, keep an eye on this guy, and then the emperor and Feng Dudu will definitely be indispensable to our benefits."

The short and fat middle-aged scribe in front of the three of them walked unhurriedly, so Zhang Jun and the others also pretended to be idlers who came out to drink together, walking and stopping, only decorating from a distance, not daring to follow too closely.

"This is it, Master Qian, please come in."

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the Hou Mansion, the steward introduced the short and fat middle-aged scribe into the corner gate on the side of the gate, while greeting him, he quickly led, although this mansion was temporarily bought by Hou Fangyu, but it was also quite grandiose.

The short and fat middle-aged scribe named Qian Kang was a close aide of Huang Shu, the imperial history of the prison army, and a pro-Donglin person.

Under the guidance of Hou Fucangtou, Qian Kang soon met Hou Fangyu in a hidden study.

Lei Yanzuo, Huang Zongxi, Zuo Guangxian and others were also present.

Hou Fangyu was wearing a scarf on his head and a purple placket, and he had been waiting here for a long time. He was still a little anxious, but after seeing the envoy from Wuchang, he calmed down.

"Stand down." Glancing at the king's steward, Hou Fangyu casually ordered.

"Yes!"

The steward retreated, and slowly closed the door before leaving.

Before Qian Kang could speak, Hou Fangyu had already taken a step forward and said, "Your envoy is coming, the little brother has missed the distance, and I hope to forgive the sin." ”

Seeing this, Qian Kang hurriedly returned the salute: "Where is it, student Qian Kang, I have seen Hou Gongzi and all the sons." ”

"You're welcome!"

……

After some pleasantries, everyone took their seats and talked about business.

From the news brought by Qian Kang, Hou Fangyu and the others knew that Zuo Liangyu had received a letter in the name of his father, but there was nothing to say yet.

In addition, Qian Kang's chief supervisor Huang Shu and his friends who took political refuge in Wuchang were surprisingly consistent with the ideas of Nanjing, and they all wanted to overthrow the Zhangwu regime by force (the protagonist's year name is Zhangwu, not Zhang Wu, Zhang Wu's era name Liu Bei has used it, and the protagonist must be inconvenient to use it again), and worked hard to do Zuo Liangyu's ideological work, and tried his best to encourage Zuo Liangyu to mutiny. However, Zuo Liangyu was sick and his ambition was sharply reduced, and he had been a little hesitant, and he had been standing still on the grounds that the division was nameless. The members of Wuchang are very anxious.

"Brother Qian has heard of the prince from the south?"

"Students have heard about it." Hearing the host Hou Fangyu talk about this, Qian Kang nodded unconsciously.

"Brother Qian, do you know how the major cities in Jinling are discussing this matter now?"

"I want to hear about it."

At this time, Hou Fangyu didn't say anything, Huang Zongxi was an anxious man, so he couldn't help but answer on his behalf: "Now the crowd is surging, and the people are all crusading against each other, all of them are complaining about the meanness of the faint king, and they are all worried about the safety of the prince and regretting what happened to him. ”

"This situation is quite favorable to me, and it is really strange that this prince has appeared." Qian Kang said with some emotion.

"The prince is a fake!" Hou Fangyu's words were astonishing.

"Ahh Yes! How did Brother Hou find out? When Qian Kang heard this, his eyes widened suddenly, and he was really taken aback, and then he seemed to think of something, and whispered tentatively: "Could it be?" ”

Hou Fangyu glanced at Zuo Guangxian who was sitting on the side, Lei Yanzuo, and everyone smiled.

Retracting his gaze, Hou Fangyu took a sip of tea, and then said slowly: "That's right, this bureau is the more than a dozen brothers and sisters of Nandu, combined with the connections of the senior bosses, and after brainstorming, they joined forces to lay it out!" ”

"Sure enough, it's the masterpiece of your sons!" Qian Kang smiled bitterly, although he had a premonition before, but after he really said it from Hou Fangyu's mouth, Qian Kang still felt very shocked, this plan was almost hidden from the world, and the world's corporal and the people's faith were half of it, which was wonderful!

"Zuo Zhen's concerns are not unconsidered, the reason why we came up with a fake prince and made a stinky faint monarch at the same time is also to give Zuo Zhen a name for a teacher!"

When Hou Fangyu said this, he gently tore open the edge of the robe and took out a blood-colored cloth.

"This is a prince's secret edict carefully designed by the brothers! The blood book was written, and the secret edict Zuozhen entered Beijing to save the prince! ”

After speaking, he handed the cloth to Qian Kang, who solemnly took the "prince's secret edict", unfolded the cloth, read it, and looked happy after reading it.

Huang Zongxi, who was on the side, glanced at his masterpiece, and said with a proud smile: "With this secret edict, plus the conditions of the king and Shizhen Huguang promised by the old-timers such as Gao and Jiang, I am not afraid that Zuo Zhen will not be moved!" "Every word and deed shows full optimism.

However, Hou Fangyu was a little cautious as always, not too carried away, he said cautiously:

"Brother Taichong is reasonable, but the faint monarch has been alert, and wants to treat the fake prince well, taking advantage of the current anger of the gentry and people in the southern provinces, and the discussion has not subsided, please Brother Qian send this secret edict to the Huang Daochang (Huang Shu, the Ming Dynasty Imperial History Honored Daochang) as soon as possible, and the Huang Daochang will transfer it to Zuo Zhen on his behalf, and do not fake the hands of a third party during the period."

Hou Gongzi rest assured, Qian will take good care of the "secret edict", and will never give up half a point. Qian Kang carefully put the cloth into his arms and nodded very solemnly.

Hou Fangyu put his heart down a little. After a moment of silence, he said again: "In order to train the pro-army, the faint monarch embezzled the salaries of the soldiers in Zhuzhen, resulting in a serious deficit, and he can only be in arrears.

At the same time, the younger brother also entrusted many friends to go to Huang, Gao, Liu, Fang, Zhang and other towns to quietly reveal the news, saying that the imperial court embezzled the military salaries of Zhuzhen because they were dissatisfied with Zhuzhen and wanted to cut the domain.

If you really do your own sin, you can't live! At that time, as long as the banner of Zuozhen's "Qingjun side" is raised, the younger brother believes that Zhuzhen will not only not help the faint monarch fight against Zuozhen, but will respond to Zuozhen's call and follow Zuozhen into the Qingjun side of Beijing to ask for ministers! ”