Daming: Ascend to the throne as the emperor, start the game with land gods

Wei Zhongxian sobered up a lot, and couldn't help but quicken his pace a little.

Walking out of the palace quickly, in a corner where no one was there, breathing heavily, it took a long time before I felt that the sense of depression disappeared.

Suddenly.

There was a chill on his face.

Looking up, I found that the sky was full of snow and snow.

The first snow in seven years of Apocalypse.

Arrived.

Chapter 2 The Royal Eagle Dog Enters the Palace to Capture the Dragon

"Snow!"

"Snow!"

"It's snowing! It's snowing! It's snowing!"

"It's snowing in Daming! It's snowing in Daming!"

Inside the palace.

The eunuch and court lady shouted with joy.

Looking at the apocalypse.

The rain and snow always come very late, the drought is severe in the dynasty, the crops do not grow, and the vegetation does not grow.

People's lives are in dire straits, they cannot pay enough taxes, and even the palace has to cut down on food and clothing.

With this snow, the coming year must be a bumper harvest year.

Days are getting better.

"Stop calling."

"Stop shouting."

"Let's see who dares to shout?"

Cao Zhengchun, dressed in red silk and eunuch uniform, appeared, raised his orchid fingers, and coldly angrily rebuked the yelling servants.

"The auspiciousness of heaven."

"Our family is going to announce the good news to His Majesty."

"Listen all you slaves, before our family reports good luck to His Majesty, if any of you dare to be careless, our family will beat him to death immediately."

Say it!

The scene suddenly quieted down.

With a strong smile on Cao Zhengchun's face, he trotted towards Qianqing Palace.

It didn't take long.

A handsome eunuch in exquisite eunuch robes stopped here.

Looking at the flying snow all over the sky, he couldn't help sighing: "Your Majesty, you are virtuous."

"Reporting to the governor, Cao Zhengchun suppressed everyone to keep quiet, and rushed to report auspiciousness to His Majesty by himself!"

"Is there such a thing?"

When Yu Huatian got the news, a cold look flashed in his eyes, and he said indifferently: "Tell them, this snow is the auspiciousness of my Ming Dynasty, so that everyone will be happy and repay the auspiciousness. The louder the better."

"Yes!"

……

In front of the temple gate.

Zhu Youjian was bathed in flying snow.

His expression was very complicated.

He still remembers.

Apocalypse seven years of heavy snow.

It is the last auspiciousness of the Ming Dynasty.

The following year entered the Little Ice Age, with severe droughts and floods appearing one after another in summer, and extremely cold in winter.

Food production was reduced, and countless people died of starvation and freezing.

"Your Majesty, it's getting cold."

Cao Zhengchun brought a fox fur, glanced contemptuously at Yuhuatian standing solemnly beside him, and wanted to put it on for His Majesty.

Unexpected, but was rejected.

"I'm not cold!"

Zhu Youjian shook his head, seeing the expression on Vice Governor Cao's face turned from flattery to aggrieved, he couldn't help laughing and said, "From today onwards, you are the Governor of the East Factory!"

As soon as this word comes out.

Cao Zhengchun and Yuhuatian were stunned at the same time.

"Slave, thank you Your Majesty Long En."

Governor Cao quickly adapted to his status, came back to his senses, and quickly knelt down to thank him.

This happiness came too suddenly.

Seeing this scene, Governor Yu felt regret welling up in his heart.

It's too late to report auspiciousness.

Failed to win His Majesty's favor.

Missed opportunity to gain power.

"Get up!"

Zhu Youjian returned to the hall, sat firmly on the dragon chair, looked down at the governors of the two factories, and said softly, "Zhen, can I trust you?"

"The servants are deeply favored by the emperor, and should be smashed to pieces to repay His Majesty's long grace!"

Without hesitation, Cao Zhengchun and Yu Huatian both knelt down on the ground and kept kowtowing.

There was a murmur in my heart.

Governor of the East Factory.

It was originally the position of Wei Zhongxian, the eunuch Wei Zhongxian, the supervisor of ceremonies.

Relying on the favor of the first emperor, he took the opportunity to reach the point where he was in power.

Now the new emperor gave an order, and immediately changed hands.

Eunuch forces headed by Wei Zhongxian.

Undoubtedly it was a great blow.

All are smart people.

It is not difficult to guess that His Majesty is going to attack the eunuchs.

Thinking of this.

Governor Cao and Governor Yu trembled from the hairs all over their bodies, which was excited.

"Ok!"

Zhu Youjian was very satisfied with the reaction of the supervisors of the two factories, and said coldly: "East and West factories, since the establishment of the two factories, they are only responsible to the emperor, but I heard that many people in the two factory guards have lost their hearts. !"

"After the slaves return to the East (West) Factory, they must conduct a thorough investigation from top to bottom!"

"I, wait for the good news!"

"The servant will definitely live up to His Majesty's expectations!"

Governor Cao and Governor Yu looked at each other, and said in unison: "Your Majesty, please rest assured, the East (West) factory was originally your Majesty's eagle dog, and there is absolutely no two intentions!"

……

Wei's private house.

In this imperial city with every inch of gold and every inch of land, it occupies a size of a thousand acres.

The buildings inside it can be described as carved beams and painted buildings, and the scenery inside it can be described as one scene at a time, which is magnificent.

Even the imperial palace is slightly insufficient.

Here.

They came up to the chief assistant of the prince, and down to the small merchants of the common people. Everyone brought a lot of gold and silver when they came, and they always went empty-handed.

Few people come easily.

But tonight.

In this snowy night.

There is an endless stream of people coming and going, and the voice of conversation is endless.

There is "Master Chen" on the left, and "Master Li" on the right. From a glimpse, we can know who they are.

but.

Just a "eunuch party", obviously there are not so many people.

"Zhongxian, what is the purpose of summoning your and my party members to the private house tonight?"

The lotus root arm slid down the shoulders to Wei Zhongxian's chest. The coquettish beauty with messy hair and heavy make-up showed strong longing in her eyes.

Keshi.

It is Wei Zhongxian's "anti-food".

She is also the nurse of Emperor Tianqi.

Deeply loved by Emperor Tianqi.

The existence that was dubbed "Holy Lady".

She is a female stream, but has countless party members in the ruling and opposition parties.

"The new emperor ascends the throne, and people's hearts are fluctuating. As the party leaders, we should do something."

Wei Zhongxian answered indifferently, and did not respond to Ke Shi's initiative, and looked out the window at the party members who were drinking and feasting, without the slightest emotion.

From a small "Wei Si" to "Nine Thousand Years" with power.

He gave up almost everything.

Only the emperor's grace is left.

to this end.

When he was about to lose these things, he was willing to do everything he could to restore them.

"Although he is the emperor, he is a teenager. Why should he care so much?"

Feeling neglected, Ke Shi's expression turned cold in an instant, she straightened her light shirt and drank the tonic at hand.

Immediately, both sides of the cheeks turned pink, and the brows were filled with a captivating smile. His breath became slightly heavier, and he exhaled like a dragon and said: "Come, send me into the palace, and capture the dragon!"

out of the house.

There are eight eunuchs in front of her, holding the big red gauze lanterns to guide them, looking from a distance, they are the same as Yujia.

After the guard of honor, there are rows of Dutch crystal lamps shining brightly.

along the way.

All the ministers, ministers, princes and ministers of the court have already knelt down in unison.

Some are called Mrs. Tai, some are called the Holy Mother, some are called the Holy Lady, some are called the Thousand-year-old Lady three times, some are called the Sister, the Holy Lady, some are called the Godmother, and some are called the Stepmother.

Breathing like this, the body is prostrate like a dog, even more tidy than welcoming the holy car.