Inside Taiyuan City.

With the Jin Palace in the north of the city as the starting point and the core, the courtyards between countless streets and alleys are already filled with members of the White Lotus Sect wearing various costumes and holding various weapons.

In a large area centered on the Li Mansion Courtyard, there are many thousands of strong men in the same uniform, all holding long knives and spears, who were privately trained by Shanxi merchants.

The lights and candlelight in the city tonight shine from different directions, scattering between these courtyards and imprinting on the faces of these people.

The crisis in the dark night is brewing, and they are just waiting for the fireworks in the sky to explode.

Standing on a pavilion overlooking the Jin Prince's Mansion, Liu Zongsheng's eyes kept flashing ferociously.

The eternal great achievements of the Holy Religion are all in this dynasty.

Originally, I just wanted to plot it slowly, causing chaos in the world first, and then take the opportunity to plot something.

It's just that Zhu Yunxi didn't want to die, so he decided to come to Taiyuan City.

Then you can't blame yourself for wanting the Ming Dynasty to suffer, and letting Zhu Chongba experience the suffering of his relatives.

In the darkness, Liu Zongsheng clenched his fists, waiting for the last fireworks in the sky to light up, and the people who sneaked into Prince Jin's Mansion would take action. At that time, tens of thousands of people in the city would act according to the plan.

Besieged the Prince of Jin's Mansion, captured the Shanxi Daodu Si Yamen, controlled the troops and horses of the city's inner guard, and blocked the eight gates of Taiyuan City.

After daybreak, all you have to do is send the message.

Then you can stick to Taiyuan City and wait for the Holy Cult members who are rushing to Taiyuan to arrive.

When the northern land is in turmoil and the Yuan thieves seize control, there will be no peace north of the great river in the Central Plains. Once they have reorganized the Shanxi Road, they can rush out of Shanxi, sweep across the entire north, and then move their army southward, approaching Yingtian City.

suck……

Liu Zongsheng took a deep breath and his chest swelled violently.

“Recreate the Song Dynasty!”

Liu Zongsheng let out a low cry, and his whole body's blood surged.

Great Song Dynasty.

It is not the Song Dynasty before the Yuan Dynasty, but Han Lin'er, who was welcomed to Bozhou by Liu Futong and others in the 15th year of the Zhizheng period and was installed as emperor, and took the title of the country.

"The glory that belongs only to the Ming Dynasty..."

In the darkness, on a high building overlooking the Jin Palace, Zhu Yunwen was alone, with his hands in his sleeves, leaning on the railing and looking at the brightly lit palace, murmuring in a low voice.

If everything goes well tonight, everything Brother Xi said may really come true.

Zhu Yunwen clenched his fists silently.

Ming Dynasty should have a more glorious appearance.

In the tunnels leading to Taiyuan City, armed armors were waiting silently.

The long bamboo tubes were connected end to end, and air outlets were drilled out. Pulled by a huge blower box in the camp outside the city, cold and fresh air was constantly pushed in.

The armor is as silent as a mountain.

In the dark tunnel, bright eyes filled with murderous intent flashed.

Tunnel entrance.

In that small cellar.

The forward general wearing bright armor had already shown the knife in his hand, standing at the entrance of the cellar and looking up at the dark night sky outside.

When the night sky in front of them turned into fireworks, that was when they rushed out of the cellar and rushed into Taiyuan City to kill all the rebels in front of them who dared to resist.

In the courtyard.

Qiuniang brought a chair and sat behind the door.

She held a pillow tightly in her arms and looked outside worriedly.

Behind her were two officers and soldiers of the Imperial Guard who suddenly arrived tonight.

These two people are like the cold snowy mountains, their silence is terrifying.

No matter what Qiuniang asked about, the two snow-capped mountains always remained silent.

"It's snowing again..."

Looking at Qiuniang outside the house, she suddenly muttered something in a low voice.

The two officers and soldiers guarding her behind them raised their heads slightly and looked outside the house.

"It's snowing!"

"It's snowing!"

In Prince Jin's Mansion, the women's families who came with the officials and gentry in the city looked at the snowflakes falling in the light and exclaimed excitedly.

"Auspicious snow heralds a good harvest."

Zhu Yunxi and others who walked out of the main hall looked up at the falling snowflakes in the sky, and Guo Yuchuang, the chief envoy of Shanxi Province, Si Zuo, political counselor, couldn't help but sigh.

Zhu Yunxi's eyes flickered twice casually, scanning Guo Yuchuang's face.

According to the past records found by Sun Cheng and others.

This Guo Yuchuang is not a simple person.

Since he became an official, this official position has never left Shanxi Province. From that small county magistrate, he reached the current position of Si Zuo, the chief envoy of Shanxi Province, participating in politics.

In the early years of Hongwu, the imperial court implemented the Kaizhong system, and the matter of determining the shortlisted merchants of Shanxi Province was specifically handled by Guo Yuchuang, who was then the chief envoy of Shanxi Province, Si Zhaomo.

After that, Guo Yuchuang was promoted successively.

Either he left Taiyuan and became a local official, or he returned to Taiyuan and returned to the chief envoy office.

Every time he went back and forth, Guo Yuchuang's official position would rise higher and higher, until now he was the third-rank chief envoy of the Ming Dynasty, Si Yamen Zuo Shen.

Zhu Fan put his hands on his hips and walked from the steps in front of the hall to the square below. He smiled and said: "Whether it's snow or windy snow, I have to listen to you here."

After that, he had already walked into the crowd in the square.

Zhu Yunxi, who was surrounded by Changsun Gong and others, quickened his pace: "Uncle Three Kings is probably drunk."

After spending a long time, Zhu Yunxi and others found Zhu Fan with bright eyes in front of a stage.

Just as Zhu Yunxi was about to speak, Zhu Fan had already turned around, stretched out his hand to stop the other person's words, and reminded him in a low voice: "The scene has reached its climax! Pay attention!"

After saying that, there was an angry shout from the stage.

I saw a group of people dressed as navy soldiers, led by a majestic general, killing another group of people from east to west.

"kill!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

The soldiers and horses on the stage were roaring, and the general at the head was mumbling something.

The drums kept beating and the gongs sounded.

Zhu Yunxi narrowed his eyes slightly, this song was about his old man Pan Yanghu's battle with Chen Youliang and his final victory.

Changsun Gong and others also silently stepped forward, stood with hands solemnly, and quietly looked at the actor playing His Majesty Emperor Hongwu on the stage. He led his officers and soldiers to kill Chen Youliang and others and fled.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! This is a play to promote the emperor, and everyone watches it carefully and attentively.

It should be noted that it was also in the 23rd year of Zhizheng that Chen Youliang led an army of 600,000 to attack Nanchang and besieged Nanchang for three months. Zhu Wenzheng and Deng Yu held on to Nanchang until reinforcements from Zhu Yuanzhang arrived.

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Chen Youliang then transferred to Panyang Lake and met near Kanglang Mountain. The two sides fought fiercely for three days. The navy troops commanded by Zhu Yuanzhang were always at a disadvantage, and they lost troops and generals one after another, and gradually felt exhausted.

However, on the third day, a northeasterly wind suddenly blew on Panyang Lake, and Zhu Yuanzhang began to order Chen Youliang's ships to be set on fire.

The wind became stronger and the fire obscured the vision. Chen Youliang and his brother Chen Youren were burned alive.

Since then, the situation on both sides has changed.

Soon after, during the battle at the mouth of the Jingjiang River, Chen Youliang was shot by a random arrow, which penetrated his head and died on the spot.

Every founding emperor is always accompanied by countless mysterious rumors.

Just like the northeast wind that suddenly blew on Panyang Lake.

At this moment, the troupe on the stage was very clever, and they used some method to blow up the flags from the northeast wind, like the northeast wind on Panyang Lake.

When Chen Youren was burned to death.

Under the stage, Zhu Fan narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "After Chen Youliang is killed, the sky will be full of fireworks tonight. This will require more vassals, so I specially spent my own money to buy a lot of fashionable fireworks from the Suzhou and Hangzhou areas."

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Changsun Gong smiled at the side and said: "Xiaguan has a friend in Suzhou and Hangzhou. He doesn't have much money to spend. It's just a novelty."

Several people laughed and said nothing.

At this time, in front of Prince Jin's Mansion, there was a banquet where those people without official status gathered.

Fu Xuesheng was among them. At this moment, the people around him were already tipsy, and many people had already begun to get under the table.
To be continued...