"The emperor can rest assured, the slave will not disappoint the emperor!" Nodding slightly, Fang Zhenghua said seriously: "The slave hasn't breathed out yet, how can they not let them succeed easily!" ”

"Okay, then you can go back!" Emperor Chongzhen knew that at this moment, Dongchang could not exert its power, and it was indeed very influential. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Fang Zhenghua returned to Dongchang, Emperor Chongzhen was anxiously waiting for news in the palace, and the mourning in Uncle Yuan's mansion seemed to envelop the entire city of Beijing, and it seemed that the situation had collapsed to the point of being out of control. It's just that some people are ready to move, and some people are watching from the sidelines.

Fengde Garden, a small garden in Beijing, is a restaurant in front, there are storytellers and singers, and there are casinos and brothels in the back, which is a small gold cave.

In the backyard of Fengde Garden, in a separate two-story building, a person is dressed in a white robe and holds a folding fan in his hand, looking like a beautiful son. It's just that this season, this outfit is really a bit out of place.

Judging from the back, the figure at this time is graceful, and when you look at it from the front, it is white and beautiful, bumpy and convex, obviously a woman dressed as a man.

Despite this, this person has some heroic spirit that is rare for women, and this kind of dress has added countless charms to her. In this place where fat powder is everywhere and has seen the weak willow Buddha style, this woman has a bit of a sense of seclusion and independence.

It's just that the height of more than 1.7 meters makes people feel prohibitive when they look at it, it's too tall, and they are worried about their husbands when they marry back.

"What are you laughing at there? Not out yet! Closing the folding fan in her hand, the woman grabbed it and said lightly.

A young girl leaked her head from the corner, and when she looked at the woman in white, the smile on the corner of her mouth couldn't be hidden: "Sister's dress is really fascinating, and when you stand on the street, there must be countless dignitaries vying to marry your daughter to your sister!" ”

Glaring at the girl who was speaking, the woman in white said, "Ling'er, are you itching again?" Do you want me to talk to Mrs. Bongsheng and let you marry early? Last time, Mrs. Fengsheng also talked about it, let me ponder a wishful husband for you in the teaching! ”

"My Holy Maiden, can't I dare to do it?" The little girl named Ling'er jumped up and came to the side of the woman in white, and whispered: "Don't you dare to tell my mother, she can't wait to marry me off now!" ”

"Okay, don't make trouble, is there any news from Elder Qian?" The woman in white looked at Ling'er and said with a serious face.

Ling'er sat on the table, poured herself a cup of tea, and said slowly: "They are very dissatisfied with our last assassination, they don't want to rebel, so you know, their reaction is also expected!" ”

The white-clothed saint nodded: "It's a pity that the last time I had such a good opportunity, it was a failure in the end!" ”

"Sister Holy Maiden, this is also a helpless thing, those three people are already the best people we can find, and there is no way to fail." Ling'er comforted softly: "The top priority is that I am very dissatisfied with us and don't want to make a move." ”

"Does it count as unloading the mill and killing the donkey?" The white-clothed saint raised her eyebrows, we just helped them kill Yuan Bin, so soon to be ungrateful?

Ling'er shook her head and said with a little hesitation: "I heard my father say that officialdom has rules of officialdom, and you can't kill people unless you have to, let's assassinate the emperor when we come up, which has made them very wary of us." ”

"Hmph, a bunch of useless things, if I want to say it, just kill that Wen Zhenmeng, wouldn't it be a hundred!" The white-clothed saint snorted coldly and said disdainfully.

"Kill Wen Zhenmeng?" Ling'er shook her head directly: "That guy is now guarded by brocade guards in and out, and the one around him is called impenetrable, and if you want to kill him, it is impossible at all." Moreover, those who are officials also understand that it is useless to kill Wen Zhenmeng, but it will provoke contradictions between them and the emperor. ”

The white-clothed saint didn't seem interested in these things, waved her hand and said: "Don't worry about them for now, colluding with us is a big crime in itself, they don't dare to do anything to us, we came to assassinate the emperor this time, and we cooperated with them for this matter, now it's messed up, let them go!" ”

"Our Fushou paste has been selling well recently, and it is about to be rolled out in the capital, with their help, there is no problem with our transportation and sales!" A touch of pride flashed on Ling'er's face: "When we have money, we can revolt!" ”

The white-clothed saint nodded, and said in a deep voice: "Fushou ointment is too rare, if you want to find a way to get the secret recipe for refinement, you can't always get it from Waiyi!" ”

"It's not those bandits, they have to share everything, and there will be no profit when they come to us!" Ling'er said hatefully.

"By the way, Holy Sister, what should Elder Liang do? We must arrange for him to leave the capital as soon as possible. Now that he has left his uncle's mansion, presumably Jinyiwei and the six doors are looking for him, these court eagles and dogs, they have no other skills, and the ability to find people is still good. ”

After pondering for a moment, the white-clothed saintess shook her head: "The time is still not ripe, there is no way to send Elder Liang away now!" ”

"This time, we have a big loss, the three dead soldiers, and Elder Liang have also been exposed, so we are really unwilling to let those guys pick up the cheap for nothing!" Ling'er pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "There is still silver, otherwise I will definitely not let them go this time!" ”

"Hmph, with these people, Da Ming's luck is coming to an end!" The white-clothed saint said with a bit of inscrutableness.

"What should we do next?" Ling'er also knows that the matter has come to this point, and it is useless to talk more, so it is better to care about what to do.

After pondering for a long time, the white-clothed saintess spoke: "Keep an eye on them, see what they are going to do, and add fuel to the fire when the time is right." Make things bigger, the bigger the better, in private, we must spread the Fushou paste as soon as possible, we are also in urgent need of money! ”

"Those people are all cowards, so they don't dare to make a big deal out of it!" Ling'er's tone was very disdainful, obviously looking down on the other party.

"Don't underestimate them, their energy is still great!" The white-clothed saint shook her head and said with a serious face: "Let's also watch out for them, don't wait until sometime, they bite us directly, it will be bad!" ”

When the two of them had finished their discussions, they went to the front together, ready to find the cook to make something to eat.

Inside the prison in Beizhenfu, Tian Ergeng played with the porcelain vase in his hand expressionlessly, and there was a box on the table in front of him, which was a black mess, which looked very ugly, but it exuded a little fragrance, which was very fascinating.

"This is the Fushou Cream?" Tian Ergeng looked at the box in front of him and said in a deep voice.

Fushou ointment Tian Ergeng has also heard of it, but it is a tribute, only in the palace, Uncle Yuan is not a little surprised, but where did this big piece come from?

"Lord Hui, this is indeed Fushou ointment, which we bought through the people of Green Forest Road, and now it is sold in many places, even in the capital." The Jinyi Wei Baihu on the side hurriedly stepped forward and said: "It's just that it hasn't started to sell on a large scale yet, after all, it's a tribute, and you still have to avoid it!" ”

In fact, it's not evasive, it's that the quantity is too small, the Ming Dynasty is closed to the country, these things are all smuggled, the price is very expensive, and the high-end route is taken.

Originally, these things sold well in Jiangnan, and they were sold in Yangzhou and Nanjing, but they were controlled by businessmen who were directly involved in smuggling. The White Lotus Sect went north this time and directly brought this thing to Beijing, after all, the Ming Dynasty's strongest consumption power was the north and south of the two capitals.

Emperor Chongzhen didn't see it, if Emperor Chongzhen saw it, he would recognize it at a glance, this is the culprit who brought the Chinese nation a hundred years of suffering and fate: duck slices!

"Check, check for me, see who's selling this kind of thing!" Tian Ergeng has an intuition that this kind of Fushou paste is afraid that it will be inseparable from this case.

At this time, another brocade-clothed guard Baihu came over, only to see him rolling his arms and sleeves, and his forehead was full of sweat, but he said eagerly: "My lord, Yuan Bin's companion said that the Fushou paste was given to Yuan Bin by Yuan Bin's honest Liang Zhongkun." ”

"On weekdays, Yuan Bin regards it as a treasure, and always wears this thing on his body, and he doesn't show it easily!"

Tian Ergeng touched his chin, nodded and said, "The context of the whole case is roughly clear, and the culprit is Liang Zhongkun." He asked Yuan Bin to make trouble, and privately replaced Yuan Bin's Fushou ointment, and when Yuan Bin was asked to eat Fushou ointment, he was directly poisoned by arsenic and died! ”

"You are optimistic about the human and physical evidence, I want to enter the palace!" Tian Ergeng stood up and strode towards the palace, although his guess has not been confirmed, but Tian Ergeng is very sure that this must be the truth.

Emperor Chongzhen in the palace was having dinner, and when he heard the news that Tian Ergeng asked to see him, he was stunned, why did he come so late?

"Your Majesty, there is a breakthrough in the case!" Tian Ergeng told Emperor Chongzhen all his findings, and at the same time took out the Fushou paste and stretched out his hand to Wang Chengen.

Taking the longevity paste handed over by Wang Chengen, Emperor Chongzhen raised his eyebrows, looked at Wang Chengen and said, "You said this is a tribute?" ”

"Back to the emperor, Fushou paste as a tribute has been in the Jiajing years. In Siam, Java, Bengal and other vassal states, their kings regularly send tributary missions to us, holding gold-bordered national credentials, and paying us tribute to various local treasures to please the suzerain. ”

"There is Fushou paste in the tribute, but it is called "black fragrance" when alchemy. Siam paid a tribute of 200 catties to the emperor each time, and the queen paid 100 catties, and the other two countries paid different tributes. ”

"It's just that this amount can't meet the needs of the time, at that time, the eunuchs in the palace who were in charge of purchasing had to look for and purchase this kind of black incense everywhere, the price was the same as the same weight of gold, the supply exceeded demand, there was no market, presumably Lord Tian also spent a lot of money, right?"

Spent a lot of money? Tian Ergeng was slightly embarrassed, he really didn't know that this thing was so expensive. But with Jinyiwei's urine sex, give you money with your things, what do you think? Your head is squeezed by the door, right? But this can't be said here, Tian Ergeng had to bite the bullet and say: "Yes, it does cost a lot!" ”

Listening to Tian Ergeng's words, Emperor Chongzhen's face became even more ugly, because he suddenly remembered a piece of information, which was archaeological data.

Hundreds of years later, in 1958, after the excavation of Dingling, scientists conducted an examination of the body of the Wanli Emperor and found that his bones contained morphine, which was ironclad evidence that the Wanli Emperor had eaten duck slices. According to records, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty was of course overjoyed to get an aphrodisiac such as opium.

Emperor Wanli did not go to court for 30 years, and tried and took pills in the palace, and there was opium in his pills, and he named the opium "Fushou Ointment". The excuse for not going to court is dizziness and dizziness, but in fact, the main reason is excessive indulgence and opium addiction.

Later, when the Emperor of the Apocalypse ascended the throne, he deeply felt that the alchemy had been wrong, and dismissed the monks in the palace, and all the equipment for alchemy was destroyed.

Emperor Chongzhen banned smoking in history, but Emperor Chongzhen didn't expect this thing to appear in front of him so soon. The lessons of the Qing Dynasty in later generations were too profound, and Emperor Chongzhen did not dare to underestimate them at all, and even his own assassination was too small compared to this matter.

The emperor in the middle and late Qing Dynasty was addicted to opium, and the people around the emperor also became addicted to opium over time. Later, the Daoguang Emperor Min Ning, who imposed a ban on smoking and triggered the Opium War, was an opium ghost when he was a prince, and there were some high-ranking nobles such as Baylor who liked opium as much as he did. Min Ning wrote an essay in praise of opium, proudly showing off the feeling of being smart and refreshed after smoking opium, saying that opium was a real source of happiness, and even wrote a poem to describe his experience.

Emperors, princes, bailes, empresses, princesses, eunuchs, high-ranking bureaucrats, high-ranking literati all smoked opium tirelessly, and opium became a fashion for high society.

In fact, opium is the most characteristic of what Veblen called a luxury for conspicuous consumption. It is a royal article in the palace, even the emperor uses it, so it is a symbol of nobility, it is extremely expensive, it comes from far across the ocean, so it is a symbol of wealth, it takes plenty of leisure to smoke it, only the leisure class who are not busy for their livelihood can lie down and smoke it leisurely, so it is a symbol of leisurely and high-quality life.

The high-ranking bureaucrats and literati were good at supporting the actors and high-ranking prostitutes, and under their service, they swallowed the clouds and spit out the fog together, which was a symbol of romance, sexual ability, and sexual charm. As a result, opium smoking became a popular practice in high society.

When Emperor Chongzhen thought of this kind of scene, he suddenly had mixed feelings in his heart, this kind of thing must not happen.

At this moment, Emperor Chongzhen also has a clear understanding of the sea smuggling of the Ming Dynasty, which is too rampant! Those colonists at sea have already found a way to deal with the Ming Dynasty, and that is duck slices.

If it weren't for the fact that they would fight each other in order to compete for the status of maritime colonization, I am afraid that the duck slice war would have been advanced.

Emperor Chongzhen knew very well in his heart that the elegance of the upper class would gradually be imitated and copied by the middle and lower classes of people who were vassals and chased fashion, and spread to the entire society. This kind of thing must not appear, and it must be forbidden.

Seeing Emperor Chongzhen's black face, his expression seemed to be about to kill, Wang Chengen and Tian Ergeng looked at each other, what is wrong with the emperor? Why is your face so ugly? Look at the Fushou ointment again, is it because of it, but this is a good thing! Because no one used it for the emperor? Tribute is circulating outside?

Thinking of this, Tian Ergeng felt that he had figured it out, and when he went back, he must find out where he got this Fushou ointment, and he must get some good ones for the emperor. (To be continued.) )