At the end of the day, the bell and drum tower bells rang loudly, and the palace door was opened. The hundred officials looked terrified, and no matter how reluctant they were, they still lined up and walked towards the palace in turn.

Enter the Chengtian Gate, cross the Jinshui Bridge, and then enter the noon gate, a magnificent and solemn square in the noon gate, the left and right sides of the square are the Taimiao and the Taisheji, today Zhu Houzhao dismissed the court meeting, decided to sacrifice the prisoner of the Taimiao, the hundred officials had to turn the road directly after entering the noon gate, and went straight to the Taimiao.

The faces of the hundred officials were gloomy, and the team moved slowly in silence. Qin Kan stood in the Xungui class and walked silently, and after a long time, he looked up at the towering Taimiao in the distance, and couldn't help but sigh softly.

In fact, he still agrees with the civil officials very much, and he just arrested a rebellious royal clansman, no matter how he says, he is not qualified to carry out any prisoner sacrifice ceremony, unless he catches the little Tatar prince Boyan Meng, it is almost the same, for the sake of a rebellious prince and so solemn, Zhu Houzhao's actions today, there will be no good words in the history books in the future.

I don't agree with the approach, but Zhu Houzhao's mood Qin Kan is still quite understandable, in the face of the Manchu Dynasty's difficult opposition, Zhu Houzhao urgently needs to correct his name, for the results of the southward conquest, only a grandiose sacrifice of prisoners can effectively and quickly achieve the purpose of correcting the name.

The team moved slowly, and a figure ignored the murderous gaze of the guard on duty outside the team, and squeezed to Qin Kan's side as if no one was around, and patted Qin Kan's shoulder heavily.

Qin Kan was taken aback, and turned his head to see that it was Xu Pengju.

After the Jiangxi Rebellion was pacified, Xu Pengju did not return to Nanjing, but followed the holy driver to Beijing. At this moment, Xu Pengju was wearing a brand-new red python robe, with a jade belt around his waist, a beam crown on his head, and his head was held high, but there was still a bit of Nanjing's first flying taste between his eyebrows.

Looking at the brand-new python robe on his body, Qin Kan smiled lightly.

During the decisive battle of Anqing, Xu Pengju led a group of Yanei to run rampant in the military formation, the battlefield sword had no eyes, and the little grandfather finally got the reward, this brand-new python robe was probably given to him by Zhu Houzhao, and the old Xu family of Wei Guogong was operated by five generations. finally got a python robe mixed in his generation. It's really gratifying, but it's a pity that Zhu Houzhao, the emperor, is too generous, and treats the official title and the imperial gift as a cabbage on the rotten street, and the value of the python robe on Grandpa Xu is greatly discounted.

This is not the first time that Xu Pengju has attended a court meeting or a major ceremony in Beijing. Old man Xu is old. In the past, during the New Year's Festival, nobles from all over the country entered Beijing to congratulate. Xu Pengju entered Beijing on behalf of his grandfather, and he also knew the etiquette of the court meeting very clearly.

Outside the team, there was a duty supervisor Yu Shi eyeing him, and Xu Pengju didn't say much. After squeezing to Qin Kan's side, he winked at Qin Kan and smiled silently, and the two walked side by side in silence.

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The ceremony of sacrificing prisoners in the Taimiao Temple sounds majestic, but it is actually very boring and boring.

The ministers gathered in the square outside the temple, Zhu Houzhao was already wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, standing outside the gate of the temple and waiting, after the ministers lined up in front of the temple, seeing that the civil officials were not wearing court clothes and Liang Guan, Zhu Houzhao's white face quickly became gloomy.

This was followed by the dedication ceremony.

Zhang Sheng, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, had an expression of his wife and child being tied up by Zhu Houzhao, and stood in front of the temple unwillingly, and recited the sacrifice to the heavens in a frustrated manner, the sacrifice text was very simple, anyway, Qin Kan didn't understand a word, probably not a good word. Whether the Chinese people are fighting or fighting, there is probably a very cliché process, first scolding, then fighting, and then scolding a few words after the fight, which is equivalent to explaining a few words such as "Don't let me see you again, see you once" and other scenes.

Of course, politics is more cruel than life in the market, and Zhu Chenhao, the defeated prince who was beaten by the imperial court, probably has no chance to let the imperial court "see once and fight once" in the future.

The sacrificial text was very long, Qin Kan was drowsy when he heard it, and he also sensitively noticed that Zhu Houzhao, who was standing on top of Zhang Sheng, also covered his mouth with wide robe sleeves several times, and when he put it down, tears flashed in his eyes, obviously yawning several times, if it weren't for today's prisoner sacrifice ceremony that he ordered to do it, he must have flipped the table and turned his face at this moment.

I don't know how long Zhang Sheng chattered, a sacrificial text longer than a footcloth was finally read, and after lighting the fire and throwing it into the three-legged copper tripod in front of the Taimiao, Zhu Chenhao, who was dressed in mottled white prison clothes, was escorted up wearing heavy flail and heavy shackles.

Qin Kan in the crowd seemed to be choked by something, suddenly coughed, and then covered his mouth vigorously, forcibly suppressed the cough, and his face turned red.

Xu Pengju, who was beside him, glanced at him curiously, lowered his voice and said, "Is there something wrong?" ”

"Nothing." Qin Kan waved his hand slightly.

"Tell me, how boring it is to stand stupidly for so long." Xu Pengju was unrelenting, this was the first time Qin Kan found that he was curious about things other than food.

Quietly pointing to Zhu Chenhao, who was wearing a heavy flail, Qin Kan said in a low voice: "I thought that the meaning of offering prisoners was to steam the captives, and then put them on a plate and bring them out for the ancestors to enjoy, but I didn't expect Zhu Chenhao to be alive......"

Although this sentence is barely related to "eating", Xu Pengju did not show a salivating expression after all this time, and his face turned a little green: "Steamed, steamed...... Bring it out? ”

"Yes, do you know Zhuge Ang and Gao Zan at the end of the Sui Dynasty? When Zhuge Ang feasted Gao Zhan, the toasting concubine laughed for no reason, Zhuge Ang ordered the concubine to retreat, and after a while, the concubine sat on the plate and was served, her complexion and expression remained unchanged, but it had been steamed alive, and the two invited each other to eat......"

Xu Pengju's face became more and more green, and he wanted to vomit but did not vomit.

Qin Kan smacked his lips and showed a very perverted smile at Xu Pengju: "Does the little grandfather like to eat steamed or fried?" ”

Xu Pengju took a deep breath and suppressed the churning desire to vomit in his heart.

Idle is also idle, Qin Kan continued unsatisfied: "Speaking of steamed food, its history can be said to have a long history, there was a guy named Shi Di in the Five Hu and Sixteen Kingdoms, and he was also very good at steaming beauties, and his person was very generous, and he often invited relatives and friends to eat it when it was steamed, and never ate alone...... The expression of the little grandfather, is he not interested in steamed vegetables? ”

"Don't, don't say it,...... Otherwise, I'll spit on you right away! Xu Pengju covered his mouth, trembling all over.

Qin Kan smiled: "Okay, okay, don't talk about it......"

Patting Xu Pengju's shoulder, Qin Kan lowered his voice and said: "You have been in Nanjing, and I haven't taken care of you if you have a way to make money, next year you will officially inherit the Duke of Wei and take over the military garrison of Nanjing, there should be a lot of expenses, right?" There's a way to make money, do you want to get involved? ”

Xu Pengju's expression was full of vigilance: "Something to do with steamed food? ”

"Why do you keep thinking about eating, it's useless!" Qin Kan swept around in the court, and his voice was lowered: "Go to sea." ”

Xu Peng glanced at him, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and he didn't make a sound.

Qin Kan instantly understood.

Nanjing is not far from the sea, as the Kyoto of the Ming Dynasty, Nanjing's nobles are the most lawless and unscrupulous, concealing the fact that the imperial court organized caravans to build sea ships and trade privately with Japan, Ryukyu and Korea, I am afraid that more than once or twice, otherwise these high-ranking families are like clouds, and the daily expenses alone are enough for small households to eat for several years, if there is no income, the family will have gone bankrupt.

At the beginning, after Qin Kan Chongming returned to Nanjing, why did so many noble sons give him gifts and treats, and the root is also here, because Qin Kan is in line with their interests to kill the Japanese invaders, and it is safer for their sea ships to die a Japanese Emperor, and every noble family has done this to a greater or lesser extent, of course, the civil officials colluded with the Zhejiang and Fujian merchants to do it, and the well water on both sides is not the river water.

The Ming Dynasty's sea ban policy has been passed down for more than 100 years, and now it is actually just a piece of waste paper, or in other words, the so-called sea ban is only the sea of ordinary people.

Thinking of this, Qin Kan couldn't help glaring at Xu Pengju fiercely: "Okay, I understand, I don't want you to play." ”

"Don't!" Xu Pengju also came back to his senses, so he was anxious: "Tell me quickly, how to play, I'm a particap!" ”

In addition to being delicious, Xu Pengju's brain is not stupid.

Nanjing is Nanjing, and Jingshi is Jingshi, since Qin Kan opened his mouth to mention this matter, it seems to be the same deal, but the level is definitely different. The caravans of Nanjing's Xungui sea-building ships are all sneaky and petty, and they are weak in their bones, and if they are caught by Nanjing's superintendent Yushi, it will be a trouble.

But if Qin Kan does this, it must be much more powerful, Qin Kan is now a prince of the country, and he is leading the Jinyi Wei who makes the world fearful, this is not the kind of empty title of the powerful, but the real power of the country, can enter the real power of the country, it must be much stronger than the Wei State Mansion in Nanjing, of course, the silver input is naturally multiplied.

Xu Pengju is young, delicious, fun-loving, and often commits two mistakes, but he has no enmity with silver.

Not only does it have no hatred, but sometimes I can't wait to call it an ancestor.

Qin Kan smiled, the plan to go to sea was there as early as when Liu Jin was alive, one-third of the nobles of the Jingshi had been secretly involved, if they wanted to compete with the huge civil official group, the more nobles who naturally pulled into the water, the better, like Xu Pengju, a nobleman with upright roots and red roots, the size and length were just right, and if he was not dragged into the water, he would be punished by God.

"After the prisoner sacrifice ceremony is dispersed later, you can come to my house and discuss this matter well."

Xu Pengju happily agreed.

Qin Kan tiptoed and looked over: "It's not over yet?" When will Zhu Chenhao get out of the pot? ”

At this time, the sky was already bright, and the sun gave off a faint glow in the cold wind, and it was miserable and white, and I didn't feel the slightest warmth.

Zhu Houzhao knelt in front of the temple and bowed respectfully, Zhu Chenhao was detained in the square in front of the temple, looking at the ground with his eyes down, not knowing whether he was ashamed or weak, and never dared to look up at the ancestral tablets and portraits in the temple.

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PS: I am very touched by everyone's condolences in the book review area, thank you for your understanding.

The environment in the hospital is noisy, and there is a lot of control, I will be discharged tomorrow, and the update should be normal. (To be continued......)