The once majestic Forbidden City of Nanjing has long since lost its former grandeur, but it has been nine months since Zhu Yousong became the owner, and it has also restored some royal demeanor to the point of repair, but it is a little cold, and there is a feeling of lifelessness.

A director of the Ministry of Rites commanded Song Dali to walk to the Qianqing Gate with a bunch of folds in Yulin, Song Xian was on duty in armor, and Song Dali came to change shifts.

Song Dali stepped forward in a few steps, pulled Song Xian aside, and said in a low voice, "Brother, remind you, your Xiangye already knows about it."

Song Xian said, "What's the matter?" ”

Song Dali smiled, and said with some schadenfreude, "What else can I do, isn't it just about you and that girl in Qinhuaihe, hehe"

Song Xian hurriedly grabbed Song Dali's armor, and said dissatisfied, "You kid, you told Xiangye, you really owe it."

Song Dali smiled, "Hehe, you can't blame the brothers, if you don't miss it, it's not a big deal, Xiangye cares about the world and we shit and fart, don't worry, isn't it just a kiln|sister, if you really want to, it's better to go and talk to Xiangye, let Xiangye give you a coal, this thing will be done"

Song Xian straightened his clothes, "Tell you, she's not an ordinary Qinglou woman, don't be a sister, maybe she is your brother and daughter-in-law, I'm on duty, you keep an eye on it, I'll go back first."

Song Dali pretended to smile secretly, "Hehe, I'm going to Qinhuai River again, no, it's not bad, brother, there's still a little bit of it." You don't have to pay it back, it's a brother who compensates you."

"Go to your class. Let me tell you, the emperor has a bad temper today. Listening to the movement inside, he is angry with the girls, who is this? Song Xian pointed to the official of the Ministry of Rites and asked.

"Oh, from the Ministry of Rites, I don't understand, Xiangye is just one step away from ascending to the sky, what do you still do with this useless emperor, it won't be easy to blow it with a knife" Song Dali touched the handle of the knife and said.

Song Dali hurriedly whispered, "Your mouth will kill you sooner or later, and you're leaving." Don't go to the harem if you have nothing to do, Niangniang is not something we can play, now the emperor is still there, you should be careful"

Song Dali became nervous, "Yo, you, how do you know about this?"

Song Xian smiled, ", I don't know except for the emperor." Who else doesn't know this Yu Lin Wei, you are too bold, I didn't just find a dust girl, but you stretched out your hand to the girls. You're trying to die."

Song Dali smirked and touched his head, "Anyway, there are not two thousand women here, but one thousand, seven or eight hundred, and the emperor has never even seen it." Isn't this a widow, I pity them. Also, you can't tell Xiangye about this."

Song Xian beckoned Zuo Wei's brothers to change shifts. Replaced by Song Dali's right guard, he said, "I still need to say such a big thing, Xiangye must have known about it a long time ago, but he didn't say it, you, do it yourself, let's go."

Then Song Dali led the officials of the Ministry of Rites into the Qianqing Palace, and now no one in this palace can enter, unless there are soldiers from Yulin Guard, no one in the palace can get out.

As soon as I went up the steps outside the Qianqing Palace, I heard the sonorous and rhythmic drama beating from inside.

Song Dali snorted at the official of the Ministry of Rites, "Go in, the emperor is idle, hurry up, don't talk nonsense"

"Yes, yes, General Xie leads the way"

As soon as he entered the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Yousong's fat body was leaning on the couch, there were a few musicians in the troupe on the side, and a Hua Dan in a costume was babbling with the beat, but Zhu Yousong's interest was not in the play at all, his eyes were round, and his fleshy face was also cloudy, and the eunuch Han Zanzhou who was standing next to him was unemployed since the prime minister opened the palace and built the government, and Han Gonggong also became Zhu Yousong's personal care, and he no longer had the right to review the chapter.

When Han Zan saw someone coming on Monday, he whispered in Zhu Yousong's ear, "Your Majesty, someone from the Ministry of Rites is here."

The officials of the Ministry of Rites led the three officials to run quickly to the emperor, bowed their heads and bowed, "Zhao Fang, a member of the Ministry of Rites and Rites, knocked to see the emperor"

Zhu Yousong waved his hand to let the small drama team retreat, "Well, get up, what is the matter with me?" ”

Although the officials in the Prime Minister's Mansion did not take the emperor seriously, the other officials in Beijing were still respectful to the emperor, Zhao Fang got up and said humbly, "Congratulations to the emperor, Weichen brought the emperor a congratulatory watch from the foreign officials, and congratulated the emperor on the beginning of the first year of Hongguang, the new dynasty has its own new atmosphere" As he spoke, he waved his hand and asked the little officials to send the piled up into a small hill, and Han Zan Zhou ordered them to be placed next to the emperor's couch.

Zhu Yousongpi smiled and didn't smile, "I know, why didn't Sun Zhiren, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, come?"

Zhao Fang played, "Back to the emperor, Sun Shangshu is preparing for the sacrificial ceremony of the filial piety of hundreds of officials"

Zhu Yousong snorted and laughed, "Oh, I'm busy, I'm so busy that I don't have time to come to see me, send you such a little six-rank man to fool me, I'm still the son of tomorrow, I'm the emperor"

Han Zan hurriedly reminded softly, "Your Majesty, be quiet, the wall has ears."

Zhu Yousong was upright and continued, "The prime minister of the sacrifice ceremony agreed? When, I also want to leave the palace and go."

Zhao Fang hurriedly said, "Back to the emperor, the prime minister and the ministers have discussed, the date is set for the tenth day of the first month, but, but the emperor you can't participate, this is the will of the prime minister and the ministries, Sun Shangshu asked the emperor to use the seal, so as to spread the edict to the world, and sacrifice the sky together."

Zhu Yousong was furious, "The filial piety ceremony is my business, and I can't go?" ”

Zhao Fang said, "The prime minister said that the emperor has every opportunity, so let others share the worries of the emperor for such trivial matters."

Zhu Yousong trembled with anger, but he was helpless, gritted his teeth and said, "Prime Minister, where are you going to die, just take the imperial seal, Gonggong Han."

"Emperor Xie is considerate"

Waiting for Zhao Fang to be together, Zhu Yousong immediately took off everything on the couch, and those congratulatory recitals were also scattered all over the place, scolding, "Thieves, chaotic ministers and thieves, it is not good to die, where are the loyal ministers of the Ming Dynasty, I am in a deep cage, but no one runs for me, who will solve the worries of the monarch's father"

At this time, a little eunuch led two glamorous palace concubines in, and was startled by the scene in front of him, and they all fell to their knees.

Zhu Yousong was worried that he had nowhere to vent. At that moment, he moved his fat body and rushed to the side of the two palace concubines, and punched and kicked him. Beat and scold, "Beat you to death." Beat you to death, kill you rebels and thieves, let you bully me"

The two palace concubines have fine skin and tender flesh, weak and boneless, how can they withstand Zhu Yousong's beating, and they were beaten screaming again and again, and their faces were discolored.

Zhu Yousong was still angry, and snatched the dust from Han Zanzhou's hand and used it as a stick and slapped it on them fiercely, "You dare to cry." Make you cry, I can't help it, he can't beat you,, I beat you to death."

After a violent beating, the two palace concubines were also unlucky, they were beaten more than ten times on their bodies, and there were raised scars everywhere on their faces and arms.

No matter how Han Zanzhou pulled, he couldn't pull the emperor who was wrapped in anger, and what was even more fateful was that several armor-carrying soldiers rushed in at the gate of the palace at this time, and the person at the head was the rugged man Song Dali.

Song Dali saw this scene. said, "Your Majesty, it's quite idle, if the two mothers have committed something." Leave it to me."

As soon as the two palace concubines saw Song Dali, they cried and shouted, "General." Help me, the emperor is going to beat us to death"

Zhu Yousong's mind was full of anger. I didn't notice Song Dali coming in at all, and he was still whipping hard. The small sticks rained down on the heads and faces of the two palace concubines, and blood splashed his face.

Han Zanzhou didn't dare to move, turned his head in a daze, and pretended not to see anything.

Song Dali stepped forward quickly, there was no emperor in his eyes, he grabbed Zhu Yousong's wrist holding the dust, grabbed the dust, and pushed him to the ground casually, Zhu Yousong, who was completely defenseless, was unstable and fell to the ground, and when he came back to his senses, he was even more angry, "You, Song Dali, you dare to be rude to me"

Song Dali ignored him, asked the soldiers to help the two palace concubines up, snorted, and threw the dust to the ground, "Rude, oh sorry, emperor, damn it"

Perfunctory arching his hand, Song Dali walked out, and when he walked to the door, he suddenly turned his head again, "Gonggong Han, the emperor is full of physical strength today, the dragon spirit is fierce, don't prepare dinner, if the emperor hasn't dissipated tomorrow, don't send it tomorrow, eat too much, and hurt your body" After speaking, he strode out.

Han Zanzhou saw that he was gone, so he dared to help Zhu Yousong up.

Zhu Yousong wanted to cry without tears, and said in a trembling voice, "This, this villain, he dares to push me, and he won't give me food, I am the emperor."

Han Zanzhou said helplessly, "Your Majesty, it's not that the slave is talkative, why do you have to be as knowledgeable as this martial artist, and endure the calm for a while."

Zhu Yousong said, "Endure until long, when will I endure, where is the majesty of my Son of Heaven, what about those princes and ministers of mine, what are they doing, Gonggong Han, I write a secret decree, you send it out, let them raise troops to serve the king, and kill the rebellious ministers and thieves"

Han Zanzhou was frightened, and hurriedly stretched out his hand and waved it on Zhu Yousong's mouth, and said softly, "Your Majesty, be quiet, let them hear this, there is more than one luck."

"I've come to the point where I even have to look at their faces, what am I afraid of, is it possible that they dare to kill the monarch's father."

Han Zanzhou didn't say anything, feeling that the emperor was going to toss like this again, maybe it would not be far from death, so it was better to learn from Liu Chan's 'happy and thoughtless', maybe he could live a long time.

Song Dali ordered the two palace concubines to be sent back to the harem, it was really pitiful, the Shuangyan concubines of the Yan Forbidden Palace were beaten like this, and this is not the first time, these days Zhu Yousong has not been angry with these ******, the entire palace heard that he was summoned by the emperor, and there was no longer the excitement and expectation that he had before, and there were many palace maids who bought the palace forbidden Yulin guards who wanted to get out of this, which really benefited Song Dali, and did not let the palace maids take advantage of them, but fortunately, he did not dare to do anything to these concubines in the palace, In case one day the prime minister is in the country, maybe these concubines are still concubines.

Now there are 2,000 palace maids, 1,000 eunuchs, and more than 50 concubines at all levels, all of whom are living like years, not only for fear that the emperor will lose power, but also for fear that one day the forbidden soldiers outside will rush in, and the consequences are unimaginable.

**

On the tenth day of the first month of the first year of Hongguang, Zheng Sen was driven to the shelves, and on behalf of the royal family, he went to the Ming Tomb of Ming Filial Piety in the Purple Mountain of Nanjing to pay tribute to Zhu Yuanzhang, and went to all the ministers and princes and uncles in Beijing, as well as the seven battalions under the command of Wang Lanping, totaling nearly 100,000 troops.

Go all the way from Nanjing, along the way with flags covering the sky and the sun, loess padding, water purification splashing, grand to the extreme, the last filial piety sacrifice was when Zhu Yousong ascended the throne, but now there is nothing to do with him, the ministers are not fools, such an important royal sacrifice The emperor did not come, and it is estimated that the Zhu family's country is coming to an end.

Zheng Sen was filial piety, leading the officials, although he understood that his identity was obviously incompatible with the ceremony, but he still followed the step-by-step process, first worshiped the tomb of Emperor Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, and then paid tribute to the tomb of the prince (Zhu Biao), and read out the proclamation drafted by the Ministry of Rites loudly, kneeling three times and knocking nine times, and was very pious.

The Purple Mountain is covered with a layer of twilight and gloom all over the mountains, everywhere there is a solemn and solemn atmosphere, climb to the top of the mountain, the opposite side is the turbulent Yangtze River, under the sun, the river is surging, the white waves are rolling, turn around and look back, the 100,000 army is vivid, the army is shocking, and thousands of "Ming" word flags are whistling in the wind.

Zheng Sen suddenly felt that his body was churning like the surging river, the land on the other side of the river had been invaded by the Manchurians, and under his feet was the hundred-year-old place of Ming Taizu who 'expelled Meng Yuan', who could understand this kind of feeling.

At the moment, Zheng Sen also felt that it was a great honor to come to the Purple Mountain to worship the mausoleum this time, behind him was 100,000 gold iron horses, and the land that had fallen after crossing the river in front of him, he suddenly had an impulse to jump over the river and wave the Northern Expedition at this moment, yes, when the Ming army crossed the river and when to recover the country, he seemed to have returned to the scene of the bloody battle with the Manchu at this moment, and how hearty it was to cut off the head of the Manchu.

Northern expedition! Northern expedition! This is Zheng Sen's heartfelt shout.

Zheng Sen's heart was surging, the excitement was overflowing, the poetry was booming, and he immediately ordered someone to take the pen and ink, and moved, he was originally a literati, and studied under Qian Qianyi, the original secretary of the Jiangnan Confucian Rite Department, and later abandoned the literature and joined the army, but the pen and ink in his heart were not discarded because of these.

Zheng Sen's thoughts wandered away from the river, the pen walked the dragon and snake, and with a wave of the pen, he got a poem, which was passed on to the ministers, and the poem said:

Su Linjiang swallows Wu,

100,000 soldiers swore to destroy Hu.

Try to see the moat throwing the whip crossing,

I don't believe that the Central Plains is not surnamed Zhu.

The ministers looked at this poem, but they were all silent.

This poem is written so majestic, but Zheng Sen forgot that the 100,000 army is not his, and the surname of the Central Plains is not Zhu He said that it does not count, when this poem was passed to the hands of Zheng Hongkui, the commander of the navy, Zheng Hongkui was shocked.

Taking advantage of the completion of the sacrificial ceremony to return to the court, Zheng Hongkui found an opportunity to approach Zheng Sen, and the uncle and nephew rode together.

Zheng Hongkui saw that the people on the left and right were far away, so he said, "Big nephew, is the scenery today?" ”

Zheng Sen was still immersed in the inspiration of the filial piety tomb, and laughed at the moment, "It's not just the scenery, if Emperor Taizu Gao is in the sky, he will protect my Ming Dynasty for thousands of years."

Zheng Hongkui said, "What about other than that? What else comes to mind? ”

Zheng Sen said, "Daming Xiongshi, the majesty has not diminished back then, when Taizu went to the Northern Expedition, he went to the Yuan Capital in one fell swoop, what kind of courage was that, I will play the prime minister when I go back, and leave the Northern Expedition as soon as possible, and rejuvenate the prosperity of Taizu back then."

Zheng Hongkui is afraid of this, the Northern Expedition? Think about it too much, "Big nephew, do you really dare to think about it, I heard that you got a poem in Xiaoling?" ”

Zheng Sen didn't realize what he had done.

Zheng Hongkui shook his head and smiled, "Are you younger, don't you believe that Zhongyuan is not surnamed Zhu?" Do you think the Central Plains can still have the surname Zhu? ”

Zheng Sen's face was stunned, and he looked sideways and said, "What does the fourth uncle mean?" (To be continued.) )