I'm really not the carpenter emperor

Zhu Youxiao slowly scanned every face, trying to remember them all, his eyes moved slightly, and immediately borrowed the siege of Chongqing to recite a poem.

"The lonely city is besieged by the old clouds, and the tears are dying to see the helpers. The sky is gloomy with the flames of war, and the bloody corpses are all over the ground."

"For the sake of pity and support for the third generation, let alone the number of orphans. If you try your best and throw yourself to death, Angzang would rather bear the burden of all the bodies?"

"His Majesty……"

Looking at the emperor with a moving expression, all the generals in the conscript burst into tears, knelt down spontaneously, and said loudly:

"Daming is in trouble, we are for the country, and we will die without regret!!"

Holding the Emperor Sword, Zhu Youxiao turned around and said in a calm tone as much as possible, "Go back!"

"His Majesty--!"

Generals Sun Hongji and Li Shiji looked at each other, then took another hard look at the figure's back, mounted their horses, waved and shouted:

"Follow me back to garrison!"

Immediately, there was a rumbling sound of footsteps gradually drifting away.

When Zhu Youxiao looked back again, in the overcrowded venue just now, there were only more than [-] soldiers of the Yongwei Battalion left.

Although there were quite a few people, compared to before, it seemed extremely empty.

At this time, the banner was blown by the strong wind and fluttered. When Zhu Youxiao saw it, he also sighed and walked back to the camp alone.

……

Zhu Youxiao had long thought of the people under his rule, so take a good look.

He suddenly rose up, so he stayed in the Yongwei camp in Tongzhou, took Wang Chaofu and a few skilled Jinyiwei, went to the capital under heavy armor, and entered the capital in disguise.

Zhengyangmen Bazaar was originally a lively place. Recently, there was news of the emperor's personal conquest. Word of mouth spread among the market, and many merchants from the south of the Yangtze River appeared, making it even more prosperous.

That day, a handsome young man suddenly appeared outside the market.

He had a pair of gray and black boots on his feet, and he was wearing a crane suit. His red lips and eyes were as bright as jade.

The young man originally wanted to keep a low profile, but as soon as he appeared, he attracted countless ardent attentions.

This confident look of knowing where to go, has attracted many young girls' beautiful eyes, and they keep shooting shy eyes.

Seeing this, Zhu Youxiao hurriedly pushed the old guy Wang Chaofu to resist for a while, and fled away with a few Jinyiwei dressed as scholars.

Ugh!

He is handsome and has temperament, but it is annoying!

Not long after, Wang Chaofu caught up, gasping for breath, obviously exhausted and unable to walk anymore.

He stretched out his hand, not forgetting to persuade:

"Your Majesty... Young Master, you have to be careful not to knock or touch, otherwise my little life will follow you."

"I'm such an adult, and I'm not a woman. What are you afraid of bumping into?" Zhu Youxiao turned his head and glared at him, saying:

"Besides, Zhen... When I led troops to kill the natives in the southwest, you were still holding your head in the camp, shouting for mercy, Grandpa the rebels!"

It is true that this was a joke, but it still scared Wang Chaofu enough.

He suddenly felt cold sweat all over his body, "Oh, my lord, how can my bones be as soft as those Donglin party members?"

Hearing this, Zhu Youxiao stopped and his expression changed.

Just when Wang Chaofu was in a daze, wondering if he had said something wrong, the emperor smiled and said:

"You're right. When you go back, go and receive the reward with Wei Zhongxian, and just say what I said!"

Wang Chaofu naturally didn't have the guts to touch the tiger's butt, but he still seemed very happy when he heard this, and said with a smile:

"Thank you... my lord!"

Involuntarily, Zhu Youxiao also admired from the bottom of his heart, look at this EQ, look at this pattern!

Should I publish a book for Lao Wang, the title is "The Pattern of Lao Wang, the Steward of the Qing Palace", and the introduction: Emotional intelligence determines the pattern.

Will be a hit!

When he came to a booth, Zhu Youxiao's eyes lit up, and he bought a bowl of duck blood soup with two renminbi to taste the folk taste.

Wang Chaofu and others had no choice but to follow closely behind.

Even though this young master had already been in battle, he couldn't hold back that time no matter what, no matter what this time, he had to be by his side.

Turning the corner of the street, seeing the emperor squatting on the ground, bargaining with a woman selling bracelets, Wang Chaofu changed a vicious look, and said:

"You, go back and tell the factory owner that His Majesty has returned to Beijing. By the way, tell Xu Xianchun as well."

When Jin Yiwei heard the words, he also nodded in agreement.

But after passing this street, he changed his direction and first went to Beizhen Fusi to look for Xu Xianchun.

Sometimes, at noon, Zhu Youxiao felt his stomach and found that he was hungry. He happened to pass by an old woman's stall, so he found an empty seat and sat down.

"Grandma, are you selling Yuanxiao?"

"That's right!" The old woman was bent over and busy, and occasionally raised her eyes, and said in surprise: "What a handsome little official, I thought I saw a fairy descended from the mortal world."

Zhu Youxiao was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and laughed at himself, saying:

"In the sky and on the earth, how can there be a fairy who can't stay in the fairy palace and wants to come to the world to taste the fireworks?"

"Yes—" the old couple wiped the table, "When Avalokitesvara was begging for alms, I tasted all the five flavors of the world."

As she said that, she asked again: "Little official, let's have a bowl!"

Zhu Youxiao smiled, Quan was a small official who bought her Lantern Festival to flatter him, but he didn't care, nodded and asked for a bowl, and suddenly said:

"The Lantern Festival hasn't arrived yet, what are you doing for the Lantern Festival at this time?"

Chapter 135 That Faint King Will Not End Well

When I was young, the old lady served a bowl of steaming Lantern Festival.

It turns out that this Lantern Festival was a regular snack among the people in the Ming Dynasty, and it didn't have to be eaten deliberately during the Lantern Festival.

During the Shangyuan Festival, many people pay more attention to the grand Aoshan Lantern Festival in the palace, as well as the temple fairs and Lantern Streets organized by the people.

As for the Lantern Festival, it is just a kind of food that adds a festive atmosphere to the dinner party.

Zhu Youxiao lowered his head, smelled the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, saw the snow-white glutinous rice balls, and bit them on, the quicksand sweet filling was revealed, leaving a fragrance on his lips and teeth.

In Zhu Youxiao's view, compared with folk snacks, imperial meals in the palace are really inferior.

Precious ingredients are just for show, how can this bowl of Lantern Festival bring a deeper feeling.

Seeing Wang Chaofu swallowing his saliva behind him, Zhu Youxiao smiled slightly and waved:

"Grandma, bring a bowl for each of the brothers behind me, don't just stand there, sit down!"

After the words fell, several Jinyiwei and Wang Chaofu sat at another table cautiously, staring at each other, waiting for their own bowl of Lantern Festival.

Not long after, several bowls of Lantern Festival were brought to the table. Immediately, the hungry people picked up the bowls and ate carefully, expressing their gratitude to the emperor.

A few months ago, the oppressive life in the palace made Zhu Youxiao, who had not traveled for a long time, physically and mentally exhausted and unhappy in every way.

After several months of personal expedition, I returned to Beijing in advance to inspect the people. The green mountains and green waters, the skilled soldiers, and even a bowl of simple food cooked by the old woman made people feel refreshed.

Zhu Youjiao tasted it beautifully, but saw two scholars in blue shirts come to the small shop, sat down at the table next to them, and ordered two bowls of Lantern Festival.

While waiting, the two also had their own expressions.

One person looked worried, looking left and right from time to time, as if he was afraid of something, while the other person looked a little rough, with disdain on his face.

Just listen to them lower their voices and start talking.

"The humane imperial court has won a great victory in the southwest. Before the emperor returns to the palace, rumors are already spreading inside and outside the capital."

"Some people say that when the emperor returns to the palace, after this great victory, there will be a lot of banquets and entertainment, and you will always be around."

"Hmph!" The other man drank the water that the old woman gave him, and said, "I heard that after the emperor ascended the throne, he never left his horse every day, galloping around Nanhaizi to shoot and hunt."

"That's all right, I still hang out with that Wei eunuch every day. This time the emperor is out of Beijing, and the fans have repeatedly set up big prisons. I fear that the disaster of Wang Zhen and Liu Jin will reappear..."

Another scholar was shocked when he heard the words, quickly covered his mouth, and warned in a low voice:

"Be careful with what you say. Today is different from the past. If Dongchang listens to what you say, no matter whether the future is worrying or not, your life may not be guaranteed!"

"Some time ago, Suzhou revived a big prison. Wei Xie sent Fanqi to Suzhou to arrest five scholars based on Wei Liangqing's incident."

"I've heard about this too." The scholar said with indignation on his face:

"The soldiers and civilians of Suzhou heard that the five people were arrested by the Fanzi and came to the capital. They were angry and complained. Xian pleaded for their orders and killed two Fanqi."

Zhu Youxiao bowed his head, unconsciously scratching the light soup in the bowl. In fact, this bowl of Lantern Festival has already been eaten.

What the two of them said was that during this period of personal conquest, major events with relatively far-reaching impacts occurred in the Jiangnan area.

The five scholars who were arrested before were all closed disciples of the so-called Seven Sages of Donglin.

He enjoys a good reputation among the people and scholars. It is rumored that because of his upright and daring actions, he offended Quan Eun and was liquidated.

In response to the counterattacks of scholars in these places, Wei Zhongxian will not sit still.

He linked Wei Liangqing with the successive deaths of the two Fanqis, deliberately magnified it, and issued a ministry proposal.

In the end, Huang Kezuan, Shangshu of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, was punished for his crime and ordered to arrest the troublemakers and send them to prison. Xu Xianchun then sent Beizhen Fusi Tiqi to cooperate with Dongchang to arrest the troublemakers.

Then rumors spread, saying that the factory guards joined forces to arrest the people of Suzhou wantonly while the emperor was on his own expedition.

In fact, Wei Zhongxian and Xu Xianchun only arrested some troubled scholars, but the public opinion of the scholars is too powerful, and the incident has not been cleared up to now.

Killing hearts.

Hearing what they said, Zhu Youxiao sneered, and naturally understood in his heart that the Donglin Party thought that they were far away in the southwest and didn't know what was going on in Beijing.

He wanted to use public opinion and the power of the court to fight Wei Zhongxian to fight back.

If that confused emperor returned to Beijing this time, he might really think that Wei Zhongxian acted arbitrarily and was led away by the Donglin Party.

You know, from ancient times to the present, the power of keyboard warriors is huge, and public opinion is a knife that kills without blood!

Speaking of this, the two scholars sighed.

"The style of speaking freely in the past has disappeared now. Even the important officials who are Gu Ming are at odds with that Wei Yan. Within a few days, they will either die or be dismissed."

"The emperor is still rejoicing at the great victory in his own conquest, but he doesn't know how much the people hate Wei Xie. It's so stupid to the extreme..."

Hearing this, the scholar who spoke showed an appearance of being extremely disappointed with the imperial court and having nowhere to use his abilities.

Zhu Youxiao was amazed at the ability of these scholars to tell lies with their eyes open, and looked at the happy atmosphere in the market. Although there were fans passing by from time to time, not many people were afraid of them.

I believe you ghost, you scholars are very bad!

Wang Chaofu and the others had already eaten all the Lantern Festival in their bowls, and they all looked embarrassed when they heard what the two scholars said.

Zhu Youxiao slowly put down his chopsticks, Wang Chaofu called out tentatively, and Yu's Jin Yiwei also got up one after another, looking at the two scholars in front of them with malicious intent.

Zhu Youxiao lowered his eyes, shook his head slightly, but stepped forward with a smile, cupped his hands and said:

"I'm very interested in listening to the two talking about the Hunjun and Wei Xie."

The two looked up, surprised at Zhu Youxiao's flair and elegance, and already identified him as a son of a rich family in their hearts, and immediately looked alert.

Zhu Youxiao sat between the two and said calmly:

"Don't be afraid, I'm just a stranger."

"If that foolish lord is really so ignorant of loyalty and traitors, he will definitely not end well. It's just that I don't know one thing."

"Accordingly, the Hunjun connived at Wei Xie to do so many bad things, why didn't he get stabbed to death by a native soldier when Xinnan went to battle in person?"

Zhu Youxiao talked eloquently. He wanted to have fun with them, but saw the two scholars get up one after another. Not only did they not relax, but they seemed even more frightened.

"You, you are so fluent in Mandarin, you still say you're a foreigner!" A scholar pointed at Zhu Youxiao, feeling terrified.

Who is this person, why did he deceive them, and why is his temperament so outstanding!

Zhu Youxiao didn't speak, and the two were about to turn around and leave, but they were blocked by several big men, so they turned back.

They secretly winked and asked speculatively:

"Little brother, the emperor is the son of heaven. Whether he deserves to die or not depends on his own number of days. Maybe it's because his fate is so good that he should die..."

"Emperor, he is a foolish emperor! According to you, such an angry emperor, why didn't God strike him dead with a lightning strike?"