Beijing City, Qianqing Palace.

"The new emperor ascends the throne, and the ceremony is !!"

When Zhu Youzhen of Nanjing City ascended the throne as emperor, Beijing City, under the auspices of the parliament, the crown prince Zhu Ci'an also ascended the throne as emperor.

For a time, there were two emperors in the north and south of the Ming Dynasty at the same time.

In the Qianqing Palace, the ceremony of the new emperor's accession to the throne has ended, and a number of civil and military officials and members of the parliament retreated in turn after seeing the new emperor.

After all, no matter how noble the emperor is, he is only in his early years old now, and in today's scene, under the care of the queen mother, Zhu Ci'an has already wailed and cried, and his voice is hoarse with fright.

"Queen Mother, the ceremony has been closed, Wang Qi retired first," Wang Qi was in the side hall of Qianqing Palace, saluting to the Queen Mother Zhang Yan.

"Guogong, I have worked hard today," Zhang Yan sat behind the jade curtain, her shadow moved slightly, and even her voice was a little urgent: "There are a few words, the mourning family wants to listen to Guogong, now, in the entire inner palace, the emperor is too small, and there is no one in the mourning family who can help with ideas." ”

"What does the Queen Mother want to ask?" Wang Qi stood there, his hands folded on his sleeves, as if nothing could touch him.

"The mourning family heard that in Nanjing City, King Xin has ascended the throne," the queen mother's fingers twisted the brocade robe, and there was a hint of evil in her tone: "How can a country have two kings?" This is rebellion! Great disrespect! When the first emperor was there, he didn't see him sharing worries for the emperor, and now the emperor of Daxing has just died, so he stirred up such a storm, what does he mean by Nanjing City? Do you want to split the Ming Dynasty? ”

The corners of his mouth moved up slightly, Wang Qi obviously didn't care about Zhu Youzhen's accession to the throne in Nanjing.

"Returning to the Queen Mother," Wang Qi's tone was gentle and resolute, without any fluctuations: "This kind of thing, the parliament has already made a conclusion, this is a rebellion. Qin Erbao, the commander-in-chief of the Gyeonggi Army, has led 10,000 troops from Liaodong to enter Fengyang Mansion to warn the people of Donglin in Nanjing not to play with fire and self-immolation! ”

"The mourning family knows, the mourning family knows," Zhang Yan subconsciously nodded yes, but there was still worry on her face: "But the mourning family heard that the Qin general army only has more than 10,000 people in his hands, and Nanjing City has gathered tens of thousands of elite soldiers, if so"

"Queen Mother, it seems that she also knows the soldiers," the corners of Wang Qi's mouth finally put on a meaningful smile: "More than 10,000 against tens of thousands, of course, the odds are not good." ”

"Huh?" The Queen Mother frowned slightly, obviously not understanding what Wang Qi meant.

"Don't worry, the Queen Mother, in three days, I will go to Fengyang in person," Wang Qi turned his wrist slightly, and his tone was murderous: "Fill in the soil for the imperial tomb of the Ming Dynasty." ”

Wang Qi wants to go to Fengyang in person?

Zhang Yan's heart suddenly tightened.

As soon as Wang Qi leaves, who will support my orphans and widows?

The Queen Mother didn't believe that the other members of the council would really worry about their orphans and widows.

However, if Wang Qi is there in person, the Queen Mother feels that there is nothing in this world that can stop this Duke of Qi.

"Qi Guogong mourns the hope of the family," Zhang Yan's slender fingers gently twisted the silk in her hand, her face was slightly red, and her speech was stumbling.

"Queen Mother, I have something to say, but it doesn't hurt to say it," Wang Qi still has things to do, and he doesn't want to stay here too much.

"The mourning family will pray for the Duke of Qi in the Qianqing Palace, hoping that the Duke of Qi will return to the dynasty as soon as possible," Zhang Yan got up slowly, looked at the Duke of Qi, and then bowed deeply.

With Zhang Yan's shadow reflected in his eyes, Wang Qi's expression finally changed slightly, and after a while, he moved the corners of his mouth: "Thank you, Queen Mother." ”

Not long after, Wang Qi left.

Zhang Yanzhu's lips opened slightly, wanting to say something, but after all, she still didn't say anything, just sat behind the jade curtain, her plump body twisted slightly, and after a while, she seemed to be deflated, and suddenly relaxed.

Call.

Raising her hand and gently wiping it from the corner of her eyes, Zhang Yan finally sighed slightly.

"The Queen Mother." Mama Chen, who was waiting with her, turned out of nowhere.

"Mama Chen," the Queen Mother hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, sat up straight, and squeezed out a smile with difficulty.

"Queen Mother, the old body is waiting for you to wash up,"

Mama Chen has served Zhang Yan since she was a child, and she has watched her grow up almost since she was a child, so she naturally understands what the Queen Mother thinks.

"Qi Guogong will leave Beijing in a few days and go to Fengyang Mansion, you go to the Internal Affairs Mansion to ask, and the Inner Palace will also send a few gifts to the Qi Guogong Mansion," Zhang Yan thought for a while, and raised her eyes to look at Mama Chen: "The newly embroidered fan of Wushan Shenxiu a few days ago was sent to Qi Guogong together with the gifts from the Internal Affairs Office." ”

"Queen Mother," Mama Chen took two steps forward and handed her a cup of chrysanthemum tea: "Don't be too worried, folk rumors say that the Duke of Qi is a martial artist from the sky, and nothing can be done, as long as he makes a move."

"The mourning family knows, the mourning family understands," the queen mother's eyes looked through the bead curtain and looked into the hall, where Wang Qi was standing, and the affection in her eyes had almost turned into a pool of spring water.

At the end of October, the autumn leaves turn yellow and the weather has begun to turn cold.

Wenyuan Pavilion, the main hall of the parliament.

Ye Xianggao and Sun Chengzong sat in the hall, as if waiting for something.

"Three days later, the chief will leave Beijing and go to Fengyang Mansion," Ye Xianggao sat there, fiddling with the tea bowl in his hand, the bowl was fragrant, and the hot water vapor came out, forming a circle of beads of water at the bottom of the seat.

"It's all in one battle," Wang Huazhen sneered, squinted his eyes and said: "This is also something that has been agreed a long time ago, as long as Nanjing City dares to risk the condemnation of the world and claim the emperor as the sect, it must be killed by thunder!" ”

"More than 10,000 people from Qin Erbao, plus nearly 10,000 people from Lu Xiangsheng, a total of 20,000, the old man is worried that the troops are insufficient," Sun Chengzong sat in the first place and looked at everyone: "I heard that in Nanjing City, together with the Beijing camp, there are more than 100,000 people in total, and they are bound to go to Fengyang Mansion, and they are bound to fight!" ”

100,000 against 20,000!

Even if everyone in the hall is confident in Wang Qi's invincible, almost mythical record, but in the face of the facts, it is still speechless.

"As long as the chief is out, there is no one in the world." When Lu Yu opened his mouth and wanted to say something, he only heard a roll call from outside the hall:

The chief adult arrives at !!

For a while, everyone in the hall got up and bowed their heads in salute.

With the sound of footsteps, Wang Qi's figure appeared in the hall.

"I've seen the chief !!"

"Sit down," Wang Qi took a step and sat straight down in the hall: "Everyone has been waiting for a long time. ”

"Chief Lord," Sun Chengzong took the lead in speaking after sitting down: "In the past few days, the autumn harvest in the provinces of Gyeonggi and Shandong has come to an end, except for the poor harvest in Shanxi Province for many years, the rest of the provinces have a surplus, and Shandong has nearly 10,000 stone of grain left in addition to the grain delivery, which can be used to relieve the victims of Shanxi and Shaanxi provinces."

"Because of the endless fighting, the trade between Shandong and North Korea has stopped, but the border trade volume between Horqin and Liaodong is already the total of the past ten years in one year."

"Dengzhou, Weihai and other places, connecting the southeast coastal trade, recently the sea trade is prosperous, the transit of merchant ships is like a carp crossing the river, and the trade volume has been eighty percent of the entire Shandong."

Wang Qi sat there, flipping through the excerpts in his hand while listening to the reports of several parliamentarians.

"The war in Korea is still going on, and trade is suspended, but trade with the southeast cannot be stopped," Wang Qi clasped up the fold in his hand and looked up at several senior councilors: "The sea trade in Dengzhou Mansion is personally grasped by my uncle, and this matter needs to be understood." ”

"The Jiaodong Peninsula is now the place where the maritime trade of the entire Ming Dynasty gathers," Wang Huazhen nodded: "In a few days, I will go to Dengzhou Mansion in person to personally monitor this matter."

Half an hour later, the waiter served the tea.

Moistened his mouth, put the tea bowl on the table, Wang Qi opened his eyes and swept to everyone: "Nanjing City, Zhu Youzhen ascended the throne, the fake emperor has now gathered 100,000 people, and is about to go to Fengyang Mansion, this battle can not be lost, just in case, I will go to Fengyang Mansion in person, during this time, the affairs of the parliament, the work of the princess." ”

"I heard that Wu Xiang and Zuo Liangyu led the troops north again, and they can be regarded as famous generals for a while!" Sun Chengzong stroked his beard: "Nanjing City has gathered 100,000 people this time, even if you are an adult, you need to be vigilant." ”

"Xiong Tingbi is now working in the Imperial City Division," Ye Xianggao added: "This time I went to Fengyang, did I bring Xiong Feibai with me to share my worries?" ”

"Xiong Tingbi?" Wang Qi's brows moved slightly, and in half a year, Xiong Tingbi served as the deputy director of the Imperial City Division, but he looked good: "Let him come to see me in a while." ”

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Xiong Tingbi hadn't seen Wang Qi for a long time.

Counting up, at the time of the coup, Wang Qi changed the day in the court, and directly caused Xiong Tingbi to fall from the clouds to the valley.

Fortunately, because he changed the entrance hall in time after the coup d'état, and had the experience of leading troops to fight in Liaodong, he got a position of deputy director of the fourth grade in the Imperial City Division, which can be regarded as a mess.

Following the waiter, Xiong Tingbi stood outside the hall, waiting for Wang Qi's summons.

Turning his head to look at the fat cat on the waterfront of the store, the cat was sleeping in the sun, but he was not afraid of people at all.

After a while, Xiong Tingbi retracted his gaze, straightened up, and stood solemnly.

After a while, the waiter came out of the house: "Lord Xiong, please."

Lifting his robe, Xiong Tingbi took a deep breath and stepped in.

"Chenxiong Tingbi." After Xiong Tingbi entered the room, he walked to the table in three steps, and then bowed directly: "Meet the chief lord!" ”

"Sit down," Wang Qi lowered his eyes and did not put down the book he was talking about: "In half a year, how is the Imperial City Division doing?" ”

"If you want to say that you have done a good job, it is a false praise, in fact, the minister is just a mess," Xiong Tingbi got up slowly, and his tone was still respectful: "Those who have aspirations, they should carry a three-foot sword and make immortal achievements, Huangcheng Division. It's not where the ambition of a big husband lies. ”

"Oh?" Raising his eyes, Wang Qi glanced at Xiong Tingbi, with a hint of doubt in his tone.

With just one glance, Xiong Tingbi's body shook and subconsciously took a step back.

"Minister, I am willing to follow my lord and go to Fengyang Mansion!" Although Xiong Tingbi lowered his head, his tone was firm: "I hope that the adults will help you!" ”

Wang Qi didn't speak, put down the book, and looked at Xiong Tingbi who was standing there with his bow.

"The minister has dealt with Wu Xiang and Zuo Liangyu," Xiong Tingbi knew what Wang Qi wanted, and bowed his head and said: "Wu Xiang has always been mediocre in his use of soldiers, the best at defending, and not good at attacking!" And Zuo Liangyu and his people are even more conservative with soldiers, with 100,000 soldiers and horses, against 10,000, they would rather stick to one place than take a risk! ”

"How far is Fengyang Mansion from Nanjing City?" Wang Qi's fingers tapped slowly on the table.

"If it's a fast march, one day is enough," Xiong Tingbi thought for a while, and then replied affirmatively.

"Give you 5,000 people," Wang Qi picked up an inkstone on the table and gently moved it to Xiong Tingbi: "Pass Fengyang and take Chuzhou directly."

Chuzhou?

Xiong Tingbi was stunned for a moment, and then cold sweat had already risen on his forehead, and he subconsciously exclaimed: "My lord, I want to take Nanjing City!" ”

"Five thousand people, I don't ask you to take Nanjing City," Wang Qi waved his hand: "Just let Nanjing City know that I, Wang Qi, have arrived!" ”

"My subordinates understand!"

Xiong Tingbi didn't need to understand what Wang Qi wanted, but he knew that he only needed to listen to Wang Qi's words.

"Go back and prepare, and set off in three days!"

"Subordinates obey!"

With a creak, the heavy wooden door was shut, and Xiong Tingbi retreated.

It didn't take long for Wang Qi to pick up the letter on the table, and it was signed - the minister and the king are trustworthy.

"Hey," with a chuckle, Wang Qi opened the letter and pulled out the letter.

After watching it for a long time, Wang Qi's eyes brightened and became cold.

"Zhu Youzhen's wings are really hard!"

The letter was sent by Wang Shouxin, but the content on it was conveyed by Zhu Youzhen to Wang Shouxin's behalf.

As for the meaning of it, it is very clear and euphemistic: I have ascended the throne as the emperor in Nanjing City, and all things in the north and south should be focused on the people of the country, and the soldiers should not easily meet the grandfather of the country, raise your noble hand, withdraw the army of Fengyang Mansion, everything is subject to negotiation between the two sides, if you agree to withdraw the army, Nanjing City is willing to sit down with Beijing and have a good chat, after all, if you can negotiate with the same qi, don't use the sword.

If it was known to the princes of Nanjing City, Zhu Youzhen made a big show on the surface, put on a posture of fighting to the death with Wang Qi, and wrote to Wang Qi behind his back, begging to withdraw the army attacking Fengyang Mansion - Zuo Guangdou and others were afraid that they would not be half angry.

"Negotiation."

Wang Qi rubbed the emerald green wrench on his finger, thought for a moment, and then picked up the pen and replied.

"Someone!" Wang Qi summoned the attaché in.

"Your Excellency!"

"Send this letter to Wang Shouxin urgently for eight hundred miles!"

"Yes."

After sending the letter away, Wang Qi got up and walked to the side hall, where a map of the entire Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions was hung.

Wang Qi's use of troops this time is not just to coerce Nanjing City, since Nanjing City already has a saint, as long as Zhu Youzhen is taken, the entire north and south will be under Wang Qi's deterrence.

At that time, all you need is time.

It doesn't matter if it's 10 years, or 20 years, or 50 years.

Wang Qi has time to completely reverse the history of the Ming Dynasty!

"Your Excellency." The voice of the waiter outside the door came: "The queen mother in the palace sent a few gifts, saying that they were practiced for adults." ”

"It's good to put it over there," Wang Qi stood in front of the map, his eyes staring at the map, and he didn't move.

"My lord, there is a hand-embroidered picture of the Queen Mother," the waiter was still standing there.

"I said, just let it go," Wang Qi's voice carried a hint of impatience.

"Subordinates obey."

(End of chapter)