Cannon Fodder is King [Quick Transmigration]

In this way, another half a month passed.

On the day of the beginning of September, Meng Zezhi, who sneaked back from a stroll around the cold palace and sent off a dozen ghosts, was in a good mood. He couldn't help but drank a few more glasses of wine, and then fell asleep drunk.

Then Meng Zezhi had a dream.

He dreamed that he had turned into a piece of dough, which was touched and kneaded here and there by people. It was puffed up and then softened by chewing. The process was slow and long, but it was comfortable.

When he was comfortable, he woke up slowly, and it was already dawn.

Hearing the movement, the maids filed in one after another. Two of them were responsible for lifting the bed curtains, and one of them served tea soup for gargling.

Meng Zezhi sat up, took the tea bowl, took a sip of the strong tea, held it for a while, and then spat it into the porcelain cup beside him.

When he got up and got out of bed, another maid came over with warm water.

Meng Zezhi took the cloth towel, soaked it in the copper basin, and then found that there were a few vague hickey marks on his neck.

He frowned.

At this moment, the maid who was making the bed found a letter from under the pillow: "Your Highness—"

"Huh?" Meng Zezhi turned his head and saw the letter in the maid's hand, so he quickened his movements.

Without thinking about it, I knew that this letter was left by the client from last night.

After washing his face, he took the money from the maid and opened it to take a look——

The fact that the Yellow River broke its embankment in Henan is indeed something else.

In the first ten days of August, the Yellow River breached at the Shibao of Xiaxun in Zhengzhou. In just two days, the gap expanded from more than ten feet to more than one hundred feet, and the river diverted southward to pour into the Jialu River.

The Jialu River can be regarded as a thousand-year-old river. Its predecessor was the "gap" when Chu and Han were fighting each other, with fertile soil along its banks for thousands of miles.

Seeing that the river flooded the fertile fields on both sides of the river, the local magistrate refused to listen to the persuasion of his subordinates and insisted on opening dikes to release the flood.

Unexpectedly, due to the opening of the embankment downstream, the whole river continued to flow. In just two days, the breach in the upstream that had stopped expanding and was being blocked suddenly expanded to more than [-] feet. The dikes, which were originally impenetrable, began to burst on a large scale because they could not withstand the impact of the flood...

This flood affected more than 7 villages in nine counties. All the victims, except those who were able to move to other places, amounted to [-] people who were homeless and slept on the embankment, and countless people were killed or injured.

Here comes the point-

Half of the tens of thousands of hectares of fertile land on both sides of the Jialu River belonged to Chu Wangfu, who was the title of the second prince.And the magistrate who ordered the embankment to be opened to release the water is the son-in-law of Jiang Xiahou's mansion, which is the current queen's natal family and the second prince's natal family.

As for why the Ten Forts in Xiayu District of Zhengzhou burst suddenly, the prefect of Gainna has been embezzling the river control funds from the Ten Forts to strengthen the dams on the lower reaches of the Jialu River since he took office for four years.

No wonder the second prince could not wait to send Lou Shuxun south to help the disaster.

"Natural disasters are man-made disasters." Meng Zezhi frowned and muttered to himself.

I just don't know how Emperor Guangde will deal with this matter.

"evil creature--"

Looking at the memorial in his hand, Emperor Guangde trembled all over his body, veins popped out on his forehead, and his face was flushed red from his neck to behind his ears.

The next moment, he stared at the boss, and spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Long live—" Seeing this scene, Tao An took a tight breath.

Emperor Guangde blocked Tao An's hand suddenly, he panted heavily, closed and opened his eyes, two tears fell from the corners of his eyes.

"Disaster for the country and the people, disaster for the country and the people..."

This is his good son!

One is the chief culprit who caused the refugee riots in Qingzhou in 22 years.

One, in order to fight for power and profit, secretly colluded with important officials of the court to embezzle taxes and money, fabricated imperial examination fraud cases, and now there is such a tragic thing as the Yellow River breaking its embankment.

If this world is handed over to such a person, how will the people live!

It was at this moment that Emperor Guangde finally made up his mind.

He stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, took a deep breath, and said, "Tao An, go and get the memorial presented by the Ministry of Rites a few days ago."

Tao Anxin was overjoyed, but didn't show it on his face: "Yes."

When Tao An found out the memorial, Emperor Guangde took it and opened it, but it turned out to be a leaflet about the designation of the titles of the five princes. The five characters of Qin, Jin, Shu, Dai, and Ning were impressively listed on the fine rice paper.

Without hesitation, Emperor Guangde grabbed the imperial brush and drew a circle on the character Ning, and then approved the character Zhun in the blank space.

"Return the booklet to the Ministry of Rites, so that Zhao Hongyi quickly packed up the Liao Palace and used it as the Ning Palace."

Zhao Hongyi is the current minister of the Ministry of Industry, and Liao Wang's Mansion is the mansion of Emperor Guangde's second brother who didn't have the last laugh.

"Yes." Tao An breathed slightly.

……

"How, how could this happen?" In the study of Prince Chu's mansion, the second prince held the secret letter sent by Lou Shuxun with a pale face.

He never imagined that the disaster in Henan would be so serious.

"Your Highness, don't panic." The second prince and concubine on the side barely maintained his composure: "Perhaps there is still room for things to change, the father has always been generous, you forgot, last year, when the refugees in Qingzhou rioted, Tang Wang (the eighth prince) ) isn’t there still nothing wrong?”

"What do you know?" The second prince slapped the desk, with veins popping out of his forehead, and he gritted his teeth: "Did you think that the father didn't want to do Lao Ba at the beginning? Didn't you worry that if Lao Ba disappeared, my family would be left in the court?" Dominance threatens his position."

Speaking of this, he collapsed, and murmured: "But it's different now, isn't there still a Gu Shi'an living in Duanben Palace, without me, my father can help Gu Shi'an up in a blink of an eye .”

He was unable to accuse Emperor Guangde of being cold-blooded, and there was only one thought left in his mind: he is finished, just like the first prince who was brought down by him back then, completely finished.

Hearing this, the second princess also realized the seriousness of the matter. She was in a state of confusion, and then seemed to think of something, and blurted out: "Your Highness, why don't we run away!"

"Escape?" The second prince's eyes lit up.

The more the second princess thought about it, the more she felt that this matter was feasible, she said anxiously: "Yes, escape, Your Highness, let's go to Henan to meet Lou Shilang first, and then go straight to Yunnan."

Lou Shuxun had a lot of soldiers and horses with him, and the father of the second concubine was serving as the commander of the capital in Yunnan, with no less than [-] soldiers and horses under his command.

"Yunnan?" How could the second prince not understand what the second prince and concubine meant, a fiery light rose in his eyes.

He has been planning for so many years, and finally got what he is today. He will never be reconciled to let him be caught without a fight.

He gritted his teeth: "Okay, let's go to Yunnan."

A quarter of an hour later, three unpretentious carriages drove out from the backyard of Chu Palace and headed straight for the outside of the city.

The carriage left the inner city smoothly, but stopped when it was about to reach Yongding Gate.

"What's going on?" The second prince asked anxiously.

"Dian, son, Tang Wang (eighth prince) is leading soldiers to inspect the chariots and horses leaving the city." The coachman replied.

"What?" The second prince's face turned blank, he didn't care to think about it, and said repeatedly: "Quick, go back."

However, it was too late to say this.

The next moment, someone shouted, "Surround me."

A sound of orderly footsteps sounded and stopped, followed by a familiar voice from outside the carriage: "We have reached the gate of the city, and we turned back again. Could it be a guilty conscience."

The second prince was furious, but he had to bear it back. He took a deep breath, opened the curtain of the car, and forced a smile from the corner of his mouth: "Isn't this the eighth man? Why don't you sit in Shuntian Mansion today?"

"Ah, it turned out to be the second brother. Didn't the second brother not go to court today?" The eighth prince said with a smile: "Isn't this a house slave who committed a crime and ran away from the British government? I guess he will definitely go to the capital." Running away, I simply brought people to the gate of the city to try my luck. Why, the second brother is going out of the city too?"

At this moment, how could the Second Prince not know what the Eighth Prince was up to? Hearing that the Eighth Prince compared him to a domestic slave who made trouble, a spark of anger suddenly shot out in his eyes: "Gu Shihuai, you, you are so cruel— —”

"To each other," the eighth prince shouted with a fake smile, "Come on, send His Royal Highness the King of Chu back to his residence."

"Gu Shihuai, don't be too happy too early, you forgot that there is still a son of the Empress Yuan living in Duanben Palace..."

The Eighth Prince picked out his ears, not paying attention.

The second prince has been in the court for more than ten years, but he was defeated by him in the end. Could he still be afraid of a fledgling kid?

What's more, his good father may not be able to toss for a few days.

……

Throughout September, the clouds floating in the sky are red.

On the banks of the Jialu River in Henan, more than forty officials were killed, and the rest were dismissed, exiled, or sentenced to imprisonment.

After this incident, the entire Henan officialdom was empty.

The second prince was imprisoned in Chu Wangfu for the crime of treason, the queen was deposed, and all the party members were ransacked and exiled.

In early October, the renovation of Prince Ning's Mansion was completed.

On the day of Meng Zezhi's housewarming, the streets outside the palace were full of traffic.

After the excitement, Meng Zezhi went to the study under the leadership of Zuo Changshi (the chief steward).

The door opened, and there was a familiar face facing him. Concerned about the presence of other people, Meng Zezhi bowed and said, "Ma'am."

Xiao Shi blessed his body, and smiled very gently: "Your Highness."

Meng Zezhi's eyes fell on the men and women in the study.

Xiao said: "Let me introduce to Your Highness, this is Fang Jiuzheng, the head of the Fang Family of the Imperial Merchant."

The middle-aged man immediately knelt down and kowtowed: "Caomin Fang Jiuzheng, I have seen His Highness King Ning."

"This is the wife of the prefect's family in Wenzhou Prefecture."

……

"This is Boding Weizhong of sincerity."

"They are all my business partners."

Meng Zezhi didn't speak, and Xiao Shi waved everyone away.

She looked Meng Zezhi up and down, and then said softly, "His Highness is doing well these days."

Meng Zezhi moved his lips: "Everything is fine."

Xiao's eyes were red, but she still smiled and said: "Your Highness is doing well, so I can rest assured."

Meng Zezhi looked moved: "Mother."

"No, Your Highness," Xiao Shi almost shed tears: "Don't call these two words again in the future, Long Live will be unhappy if he finds out."

After all, Emperor Guangde's love for Meng Zezhi is based on his guilt and remembrance for Empress Xiaogong Qian.

Meng Zezhi's eyes turned red.

"Okay, let's not talk about this." Xiao forced a smile: "Although you are a prince now, you have no foundation after all. I am a mere woman with limited abilities in matters in the court, so I really can't help you. What about you. Those people just now, you can use it if you can, and forget it if you can’t, the main reason is this—"

Xiao took a wooden box from Ji Guyang and handed it to Meng Zezhi.

Meng Zezhi opened it, and what caught his eye was a bank note with a face value of 1000 taels. Judging by the height of the wooden box, it was at least 150 million taels.

His expression froze: "This—"

Xiao said: "Mother has no skills, that is, she can do some business. Now that you are in this position, when you need money, you will take these bank notes."

"No." Meng Zezhi subconsciously refused.

But Xiao couldn't refuse: "You forgot, I said a long time ago, after a hundred years, all my body will belong to you, and what you say is what you say, so now I just gave you what belongs to you in advance. you."

"But--"

"That's the deal." Xiao said: "I give you these in the hope of increasing your chances of winning. As long as you are doing well, I will be relieved."

Hearing this, Meng Zezhi opened his mouth, unable to hide his emotion: "Thank you, mother... madam."

Hearing this, Xiao's face was relieved while feeling sad.