Domineering Daming

Xu Wenjue's eyelids twitched. You must know that the Ming Dynasty did not have the chief secretary of Jiangsu. It was just that the emperor had not long been enthroned, so he roughly called Huai'an Mansion, Fengyang Mansion, Zhenjiang Mansion, etc., and called it Jiangsu.

In fact, it is still subordinate to Nanjing, which has no practical significance, but with the governor, it is different. It is obviously here to grab power and territory!

Especially when Wu Xiang was stationed in Yangzhou Mansion, it was on the border with Yingtian Mansion, not far away!

A group of people looked at Xu Wenjue, Xu Wenjue waved away the servant, still sullen, without speaking.

His teacher looked at him, knowing that he was in trouble, he pondered, and said: "My lord, since Wei Zhongxian is here, I'm afraid we have to see him, so we might as well meet him and see what he's up to before making any plans." It's not impossible."

Everyone else looked at Xu Wenjue, waiting for his decision.

Xu Wenjue glanced at the teacher, and unconsciously frowned, feeling extremely bad in his heart.

After a long time, he said indifferently, "Let him in."

Wei Zhongxian walked in alone, with one hand behind his back, his right hand twirling the glass ball, and his eyes swept across the group of people in the room.

Marquis of Taining, Marquis of Zhenyuan, Marquis of Wu'an...they are all dignified ministers of Nanjing, distinguished and luxurious, at this moment, they all looked at him coldly.

Wei Zhongxian stood in the center of the hall, his expression was dark and he couldn't see any expression. He bowed slightly to Xu Wenjue, and said with a smile, "My lord, is this a Hongmen Banquet?"

Xu Wenjue's expression was cold, his eyes were fixed, and he said, "Eunuch Wei, what is your business in Nanjing?"

The glazed ball in Wei Zhongxian's hand turned slowly, and a smile appeared on his face. He took out his left hand, and there were a few more letters in his hand, and said, "Send some letters to the father-in-law."

Xu Wenjue frowned, beckoning to the teacher.

The teacher stepped forward, took the letter, and handed it to Xu Wenjue.

Xu Wenjue didn't open it, just looking at the envelope, cold sweat broke out on his cheeks, and his whole body trembled.

These letters were all from King Fu of Luoyang, and he even went to the capital himself for this. He knew exactly what was inside!

Is it Fu Wang's incident?Or was the British citizen investigated?Which link went wrong?

His heart turned sharply, his eyes showed fear, and his hand holding the envelope was shaking.

Wei Zhongxian stood motionless, looked at Xu Wenjue's appearance, and said with a slight sneer, "Wei Guogong, now, do you have time to go out with this miscellaneous family?"

Xu Wenjue trembled all over, his eyes were bloodshot, his face twitched, and his voice trembled, "Eunuch, where are you going?"

Xu Wenjue's discoloration startled the nobles and ministers around him, and stared at Wei Zhongxian.

Wei Zhongxian put his hands behind his back again, and said, "Don't worry, my lord, just say a few words, and I'll come back tonight."

Xu Wenjue was terrified and uneasy. With just these few letters in his hand, the Duke of Wei's mansion might cease to exist.But he was also old-fashioned. From Wei Zhongxian's words, he heard that there was still a trace of vitality. He stood up and said, "Yingtian is magnificent, and the capital is incomparable. Eunuch Wei wants to see it. Naturally, I will take Eunuch to appreciate it."

The corners of Wei Zhongxian's mouth curled up slightly. He hated this group of literati the most, and when he was about to die, the stinky airs he put on were still solid.

"Grandpa, what is this?" One stood up and asked cautiously.

The others also looked solemnly, staring at Xu Wenjue.

Wei Guogong is guarding Nanjing, he has a high position and authority, and his every move affects people's hearts, not to mention that the person in front of him is the notorious eunuch Wei Zhongxian!

Xu Wenjue's expression slowly calmed down, and he said in a solemn tone: "Everyone go back first, if there is anything, let's talk about it later."

The teacher didn't say a word, looking at the letter in Xu Wenjue's hand, his eyes flickered, and he was already thinking about how to escape from the Duke Wei's mansion.

Wei Zhongxian and Xu Wenjue walked out of Duke Wei's mansion side by side and walked slowly along the river.

Nanjing had a special status in the Ming Dynasty, not only as the accompanying capital, but also in terms of economy, culture, talents, especially light industry, wine making, printing, silk weaving, entertainment, etc., which were extremely prosperous. It was once said that there were eight wealth in the south of the Ming Dynasty, and Nanjing accounted for eight. Seventh, it can be seen how prosperous it is!

It is not the first time for Wei Zhongxian to come to Nanjing, but it is the first time for him to watch casually with such a relaxed mind.

Xu Wenjue followed Wei Zhongxian with a blank face. Behind them, a group of Jinyi guards stared at him vigilantly.

Xu Wenjue didn't see Wei Zhongxian speak for a long time, so he couldn't help but said: "Elder-in-law, if you have anything to say, you might as well just say it."

Wei Zhongxian stood in front of a pavilion with glazed beads in his hand, looked at the river, and said, "Your Excellency, do you know why the British Guild handed over their military power?"

Xu Wenjue's eyes moved lightly, and he said, "Elder-in-law, the emperor also wants me to hand over the military power?"

Wei Zhongxian glanced at him, and said: "My lord, the British lord has guarded the capital for generations, and he has made outstanding achievements. Is the Duke of Wei's mansion worse?"

Wei Guogong has only been guarding Nanjing since the seventh generation, so he is naturally inferior to the British Duke who guards the capital. However, Xu Wenjue knew that Wei Zhongxian was not talking about this, so he felt a little anxious, and said: "My father-in-law may as well say bluntly, what Xu needs to do to save the Thousands of lives were lost in my Duke Wei's mansion."

Wei Zhongxian stood there like a pole, the glazed ball in his hand turned slowly, there was a slight friction sound, and he said indifferently: "The emperor wants you to join forces with Nanjing Six Departments to submit a letter. Nanjing is no longer necessary to exist. Remove Nanzhi Li, and re-established the Chief Secretary of Jiangsu."

Xu Wenjue's complexion changed drastically, he stared straight at Wei Zhongxian, he felt his temple throbbing violently, his teeth were clenched fiercely, his face twitched in pain, and he managed not to lose his voice.

After a long time, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a pale face: "I should have thought about it a long time ago. When Jiangsu was established and a governor was appointed, this is an obvious thing..."

Wei Zhongxian glanced at him from the corner of his eye, and laughed in his heart, if the emperor hadn't said it himself, who in the world would know that the emperor wanted to abolish Nanjing and take this rich and incomparable Nanjing into his pocket.

Xu Wenjue muttered to himself for a while, his face became more and more ugly.

Wu Xiang's soldiers and horses entered Yangzhou Mansion across the river from Yingtian Mansion, and Dongchang was eyeing it. It was obvious that the imperial court had made a decision.The most important thing is the few letters in his hand. It is obvious that Dongchang did not just get it, so the emperor has kept silent for so long, and it is impossible to give him a chance to resist.

Xu Wenjue's expression kept changing, and countless thoughts turned in his mind. Before he knew it, the letters in his hands were soaked.

After a long while, he raised his head to look at Wei Zhongxian, suppressing his nervousness and said, "Elder-in-law, do you dare to ask me whether Duke Wei's mansion still has a chance of survival?"

Wei Zhongxian turned around and said: "It depends on whether what Wei Guogong has done can satisfy the emperor."

Nanjing is prosperous and prosperous, with emerald humanities. It is the economic, cultural, and political center of Jiangnan.

Cold sweat broke out on Xu Wenjue's head, hesitating.If he supports the withdrawal of the capital and the establishment of the chief secretary, I am afraid that countless people will gnash their teeth and hate him to death.

Wei Zhongxian couldn't see what he was thinking. There was a chill on his face, and he said indifferently: "Wei Guogong, in this huge Nanjing, you are not the only one who can be chosen by miscellaneous families."

Xu Wenjue shuddered, came to his senses, gritted his teeth, and said, "Don't worry, Father-in-law, within three days, I will be able to file a letter with the nobles of Nanjing. As soon as the imperial court's decree arrives, Duke Wei's government will do its best to help stabilize Nanjing and prevent chaos. !"

Only then did Wei Zhongxian smile, and said: "Duke Wei, just do it, my Dongchang will help you do something."

Xu Wenjue's scalp was numb. Wei Zhongxian was not a kind person. He didn't know how many people had been forced to death. He was worried. This Nanzhili, which had been peaceful for hundreds of years, was going to bleed.

The guarding eunuch "acted on behalf of the Son of Heaven", Wang Yongguang, Shangshu of the Ministry of War in Nanjing, couldn't resist, and easily handed over the military power to him.

On the same day, with the cooperation of Zhou Weijing, the prefect of Yingtian Mansion, Dongchang seized the Nanjing Metropolitan Procuratorate and Dali Temple, and then captured the Minister of Industry and the Minister of Officials, shocking the whole Yingtian in one fell swoop!

Many dignitaries and dignitaries from various places in Nanjing wanted to make trouble, and the guarding eunuch ordered a curfew, and at one point the city was closed under martial law.

On the second day, Marquis Anyuan, Marquis Ningyang, Duke Baoguo, Marquis Lingbi, Uncle Xin Cheng, and Anbo Cheng were imprisoned.

On the third day, Wei Guogong Xu Wenjue united with the Sixth Ministry of Nanjing to guard the eunuch and played, saying, "Nanjing's old calendar will not last long, please remove it and change it."

When the Zouben entered Beijing, the imperial study sent an imperial edict to Wenzhao Pavilion, ordering to discuss the Zou.