Factory owner is king

Chapter 289: The First Year of Jianwu 1
The end of the 31st year of Hongwu was also the beginning of the first year of Jianwu.

That's right, Jianwu, this is the emperor's own choice. He overturned the year name that had been negotiated and changed it from civil to military. direction.

On that bitter winter day, on the Chengtian Gate, the cowardly new monarch took off his Confucian robe, put on a gold belt armor, and his hands were stained with the blood of the court officials. He stepped onto the stage of history and officially started his own life. rule over this world.

What happened on that bloody night, the court declared to the public that Qi Tai, the left servant of the Ministry of War, colluded with Huang Guan, the scholar of Wenyuan Pavilion, and Zhou Guan, the censor of Zuodu, took the opportunity of the early dynasty to break into the palace and rebel, and in the end he was a The Central Guards were destroyed.

Jin Yiwei quietly replaced a new commander, named Sai Hazhi, appointed by the emperor.As for Ji Gang's death, it was just an eagle dog of the emperor, and he didn't need to explain to anyone.

In the days that followed, the entire city of Nanjing was filled with a depressing smell of blood.

Repression is the atmosphere, but bloody smell is the fact.

When one person attains the Tao, the chicken and the dog ascend to heaven.

On the contrary, one person rebelled and the whole family was killed.

Originally thought that the unspoken rules of one emperor and one courtier would be overturned in this new dynasty, but unexpectedly, it was still the same as before.

In order to substantiate the rebellion of the civil servants, the Dongchang officials naturally started a new round of purges in the court. Anyone related to the officials who knelt in front of the Chengtian Hall that night would be killed within the Nine Clans. amnesty.

Caishikou has now turned into a ghost land, with countless human heads falling down every day, "click, click, click", the ghost head knife rolled, the executioner continued to work every day, and the onlookers gradually became numb , lost interest in the onlookers.

Killing people is no longer a new thing, there are those ignorant and naughty children who even dare to touch the blood on the ground with their hands and lick it in their mouths. When the adults in the family find out, they will be picked up and beaten.

On this day when wintersweet flowers are in full bloom, the sun is shining brightly.The weather is dry and cold, but it is starting to get warmer.

Although the officials in the court kept secret the truth of what happened that night, but with the revelation of clues and the fermentation of time, there have been some rumors in the world.

"Scholars rebelling, it won't work in ten years. Those champions in the court are all the top scholars, can they still rebel? Hey, our emperor is too. I don't know how to make up a more reliable reason. It's too confusing. Is it true that all the people in the world are deaf and blind?"

There was a "cracking" sound of firewood exploding in the strong bonfire. In a dilapidated Guandi Temple on the roadside in the east of Wujun City, more than a dozen traveling merchants and wandering knights stopped here. , accompanied by the whining and humming wind outside, saying some things that should not be said.

"Stop talking, be careful not to lose your head!" The companion of the ranger who spoke before coughed lowly and comforted him.

"What are you afraid of! This place is thousands of miles away from Nanjing, and the gang of gangsters from Dongchang can still chase here? Hmph, I'm not afraid even if they chase me, I'm not a vegetarian with knives!" You Xia'er was talking, and patted the knife on his waist, his face was flushed unnaturally, his eyes were a little blurred, and he spoke in a rough voice, obviously drunk: "Besides, I didn't say anything. ..."

People who travel far and wide believe in the old saying that many friends have many paths.It's not a problem to get together in this ruined temple now, and now that the ranger started talking, the people around the bonfire started chatting along the way.

"You really can't talk nonsense," said a pedestrian dressed as a peddler, "I heard that the gang of black impermanence have hands and eyes all over the world, and their ears and eyes are all over the world, and there are countless spies lurking in the dark. Maybe one of us will be in the arms." Maybe it’s a black sign, but it’s better to be more careful.”

"Bah, I'm sorry." A warrior pushed the vendor, stood up, glanced over everyone's heads, and then stretched out his hand to point at a few people casually: "Are you? Are you? Or are you Dongchang?" The black dog?”

"Uh huh." The person being pointed out quickly shook his head.

"Look, there isn't one." The warrior sat down again, and glared at the merchant beside him: "I will lead you on the road, you just follow, I am afraid that this or that would dare to do business, and I would be ashamed to follow for nothing."

"Oh." The vendor shrank his neck, then lowered his head and gnawed on his wild vegetable cornbread.

The Shandong-accented warrior snorted, then raised his hands to the drunken ranger and said, "My name is Wang Dashan, and this brother has invited me!"

"It's easy to talk about." You Xiaer waved his hands and clasped his fists in return: "I am Bai Wenwu, and my friends in the world have given me the nickname White Iron Crow."

White Iron Crow, not many of you here have heard of this name, but as the saying goes, there are only wrong names, not wrong numbers.What does Baitie mean? Everyone doesn't know for a while, but the word crow probably means that this person has a big mouth.

"I have admired you for a long time." Wang Dashan said politely, and then asked: "Brother Bai, just now you said that there are people rebelling in Nanjing City..."

"Why don't you know?"

"I don't know." Wang Dashan shook his head, a little embarrassed.

"Brother, you are ignorant and ignorant. The most important thing for us wanderers is to be well-informed. Otherwise, if we don't know when we went to the wrong land or visited the wrong dock, it would be a matter of losing our heads." The appearance of the senior reminded Wang Dashan a bit, and then in a few words, he talked about the pretense of the capital and the current situation.

"Will those who study rebel?"

"So it's bullshit."

"What the hell is going on then?"

"Hey, if you ask others about this matter, few of them may be able to explain it. Brother Wang, you have asked the right person." Bai Wenwu looked proud and couldn't stop talking: "I used to Walking around the capital, I happened to meet some old friends. They told me..."

Bai Wenwu looked left and right, and lowered his voice subconsciously: "They told me that a eunuch next to the emperor was plotted against by the officials and gentlemen of the court, and the emperor was angry, that's why..."

"Isn't it? The emperor will be so cruel for a eunuch?"

"Of course an ordinary eunuch wouldn't do it, but what if this eunuch is the owner of Dongchang?"

"what!"

"He, he was plotted against?"

"No wonder, no wonder!" Everyone's astonishment made Bai Wenwu very satisfied.

"I've also heard that the relationship between our emperor and this eunuch is unusual, it's this." Bai Wenwu made a gesture with a mysterious expression on his face, and broke the news.

"Brother! You drank too much!" The brother beside him shouted anxiously.

"Um... just listen to me as soon as I say it, don't spread it indiscriminately." Bai Wenwu seemed to realize that he had talked too much, so he tried to cover it up, but obviously it would be of no use.

"It's okay, it's okay, I won't talk nonsense, I won't talk nonsense."

Among the crowd, a tall and slender man took a deep look at Bai Wenwu, then lowered his head.

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