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Chapter 404

Chapter 404 Fire inheritance

There were not many generals with titles left in the capital, and even if there were, Zhu Yunwen did not dare to use them. Ever since Zhu Di crossed the Huaihe River, it was too common for generals to fall in despair. Except for one Sheng Yong, almost no one was serious about fighting.

However, most of the people he sent to guard the Thirteen City Gates were civil servants, and civil servants didn't know how to fight, so he also put his relatives and the royal family to use.

Needless to say, honors and relatives were all awarded because of their military exploits. Although the kings had never led soldiers, in the early Ming Dynasty, the kings also learned military tactics and strategies from childhood to prepare for the border. Therefore, Zhu Yunwen used honors to honor relatives and the clan.

, the civil servants mixed together and guarded each city gate respectively. Those guarding the Jinchuan Gate were Li Jinglong, King of the Valley Zhu Su and the Imperial Envoy Huang Zhen.

Xia Xun quietly came out of the Jinchuan Gate tower where Li Jinglong was stationed. He had already contacted Li Jinglong. Li Jinglong had promised to surrender to King Zhu Su of Valley. Once successful, he would send a message to the outside of the city and open the Jinchuan Gate to welcome King Yan into the city. King of Valley

When Zhu Su came back from Zhu Di's camp to discuss peace, he knew that the Four Emperors didn't care about his escape from Xuan Mansion back to Jinling, and there was no resistance to King Yan in his attitude. After he arrived at Jinchuan Gate, he put Yi Ying on the defensive

Everything was handed over to Li Jinglong, which is evident from the fact that he didn't care about it at all.

As for Huang Zhen, he was directly ignored by Li Jinglong. As a descendant of the royal family, the Valley King Zhu Su still had some restraints on him. He was just an old envoy. As long as he wanted to rebel, it was not necessary to let him go and get rid of him. There was no need to discuss at all.

When the time comes, if he dares to stab him, he can just kill him with one sword.

The city is in chaos, and there are refugees everywhere. Logically speaking, the government should allocate areas to resettle these refugees, supply rice and grain, organize pickets, and set up rules, just like Tie Xuan did in Jinan, to prevent them from destroying the entire city.

It will create chaos, and secondly, it can prevent them from all getting together and causing a massacre.

But now there is no one to care about it. The government seems to have been paralyzed. The officials below are all waiting for the moment to decide who will be the master of the world. However, the senior officials really "talk about their hearts and minds with their hands closed at ordinary times, but choose life and death behind closed doors in times of crisis." Some of them are at home.

Relatives, friends, disciples, and colleagues gathered together to discuss their personal futures. To put it bluntly, once the city was defeated, whether to surrender, when to surrender, and in what way to surrender, in order to gain the favor of the new master. Others bid farewell to their relatives and felt miserable.

Panicked, he was ready to die to show his determination and serve the king.

There is a very strange atmosphere. King Yan has not yet entered the capital. What they are thinking about is what will happen after King Yan comes to the capital. Whether they are determined to follow Emperor Jianwen or want to surrender, they are all thinking about their lives and future or their reputation and loyalty. That is,

No one stood up and did something practical to prevent King Yan from entering the capital.

Xia Xun arrived at the Zhangjia Rice and Grain Store. Just like any besieged city, the rice and grain store was the first place that people thought of, and the shopkeeper of the rice and grain store was also the first place to close down and not sell the grain. Xia Xun

When Xun arrived at the Zhangjia Rice and Cereals Store, many people had gathered in front of the door, banging on the door, wanting to buy some rice and cereals to go back and store. However, the door was tightly closed, with a sign saying "sold out"

" sign.

Seeing this, Xia Xun went around to the back door of Zhangjia's rice and grain store, and knocked on the door three times and two short times. After a while, someone inside raised the bolt, opened the door a crack, looked outside, and took away the thread wrapped around the door.

The iron chain let Xia Xun in...

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Luo Kedi was dressed in civilian clothes and slowly strolled down the street.

There was a lot of noise and chaos around him, and the people were all panic-stricken and unsure of what to do next, but Luo Kedi looked calm, as if he were strolling in a garden, and didn't even look at them twice.

Yinhongqiao South, Iron Workshop.

Most of the shops are built by blacksmiths. Now, it is the most deserted time here. The wrought iron sign in front of the shop jingles in the wind, but the streets and alleys are silent. Even the blacksmith shop has its door open. , it is also deserted inside, and the fire under the stove has been extinguished. At this time, who will come to make iron tools?

Luo Kedi was walking slowly, and his eyes suddenly stared at a round store sign. It should be a picture of Yin Yang, Fish and Tai Chi. It was too old, and the paint marks were peeled off by the wind and sun, and they were blurred. Not clear.

Luo Kedi stopped in front of the door and looked inside. The door was only half open, and a man with a bare upper body and muscular muscles was holding a small hammer and fiddling with something in his hand from time to time. After knocking twice, Luo Kedi took a breath and walked into the door.

"Objective, what do you want to build?"

The blacksmith seemed a little surprised that someone was coming to the door at this time, but he still put down the hammer, rubbed his hands on his clothes, and came forward.

Luo Kedi looked at the situation in the shop and did not answer him. The blacksmith's eyes showed a slight alertness and asked again: "Who are you and what are you doing here?"

Luo Kedi smiled and turned to look at him: "The old shopkeeper is still here, right? It's your father or your master. Please ask him to come back."

The blacksmith said: "My father is the shopkeeper. My father is old. I am the one who decides everything in this shop. You can just tell me what you want."

Luo Kedi stared at him for a moment, and suddenly smiled: "The sky is clear, and the sound of clouds is turning. The geese on the lake are flying in pairs, and the fishing boats are all light. The world is far and near, and the province of personnel will welcome you. Talking and laughing with the old people, life long May there be peace!”

The blacksmith suddenly widened his bull's eyes, stared at him, and said: "You... you... you are..."

He suddenly turned around and rushed towards the back of the store like a galloping bull. He also took away several pieces of semi-finished ironware, which clattered to the ground. In a moment, the big man helped a trembling old man with white hair. The son came out from the back of the store.

The white-haired old man opened his dry old eyes, looked at Luo Kedi carefully for a moment, and suddenly shouted in a hoarse voice: "Is it to defeat the enemy? Is it... is it to defeat the enemy?"

"Uncle Li..."

Luo Kedi rushed up to him and held him up, his eyes not feeling wet. This was his father's most loyal subordinate. For more than 20 years, the two of them were close at hand, but he had never been there. Once When he appeared, he broke the old man's peaceful life, but when he saw the excited expression on the old man's face and the two lines of tears he shed, he knew that he had come to the right place.

He is not the only one who strives for his ideals, there are many people who accompany him. If he does not show up for the rest of his life, the old man in front of him will undoubtedly end his life with infinite regrets.

He appeared, and the old man with a candle in the wind suddenly seemed to be twenty years younger, and his whole person looked different.

"Uncle Li, I have something important to do for you!"

"Yes!" The old man pushed his son away, tried to stand up straight, put his heels together, and said hoarsely and excitedly: "Sir Xiao Luo, please give me your instructions!"

He is an old man and a veteran. A veteran in his twilight years is also a warrior!

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Jinyiwei Yamen, like all Yamen, all the petty officials and officials have no intention of doing anything. Everyone is talking about King Yan's affairs.

This top-level power struggle has no direct relationship with them. No matter whether the uncle is in charge of the world or the nephew is in charge of the world, they are always indispensable figures and people who will not be affected. However, no one cares about such a major event.

Go whisper.

However, when they saw Luo Kedi's figure appear, they should immediately disperse and go back to do what they should do, and those who should stand guard should immediately stand as straight as a javelin and pay attention to Luo Kedi.

For Mr. Luo, they not only have been in awe of their subordinates for many years, they all know how much effort Mr. Luo has put in to maintain the dignity and power of Jin Yiwei for so many years, and they respect this man.

As usual, Luo Kedi walked over without looking back, walking calmly.

When he arrived at his residence in Houya, as soon as he entered the small courtyard, he saw Liu Yujue, Xiao Qianyue, Chen Dong, and Ye An lined up on the left and right, waiting quietly in front of the door. Luo Kedi walked over, and Xiao

Qianyue immediately opened the shoji door and said respectfully: "Sir!"

"Everyone come in!"

Luo Kedi gave a calm order and walked directly into the house without slowing down his steps.

Four people followed into the room. Luo Kedi waved his hand gently, and the four people knelt down on the table, two to the left and two to the right, with their backs straight and their knees bent, with respectful expressions.

"Sir, please forgive me for speaking bluntly. I am afraid that Jinling City cannot be defended. Even if there are millions of soldiers in the city, the morale and morale of the army are completely lost. Those officials who usually point the country and do everything are now behind closed doors.

If you don’t come out, you’ll become fucking deaf and dumb!”

Xiao Qianyue's face showed contempt and disgust that could not be concealed: "Sir, other officials can serve the new master, but you, my lord, are in danger. King Yan has a secret flying dragon spy, and they must be the ones to take over the Jinyi Guards.

, Your Excellency will not be used! We have got rid of many people from the Flying Dragon Secret Agent. Once the Flying Dragon Secret Agent takes control of the Jinyi Guards, he will never let us go. At the beginning, your Excellency was responsible for guarding the Crown Prince Yan and the two princes. They were afraid.

He won’t be so magnanimous…”

Luo Kedi glanced at him lightly and asked, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Xiao Qianyue was stared at by Luo Kedi, and she couldn't help but swallow hard, but she mustered up the courage to say what was in her heart: "Sir, you can leave! Once the Yan army breaks the city, they will be the first to control it.

This is the imperial palace, and the first batch to be arrested must be the twenty-nine ministers on the 'Treacherous List'. Your Excellency has been running Jinling for many years, if you want to leave, no one can stop you!"

Luo Kedi smiled and said: "I can't leave! I have more important things to do than escape. I have to wait for someone!"

Chen Dong and Ye An looked at each other, wondering what the adults were talking about. Liu Yujue opened his mouth slightly, as if he wanted to ask something, but finally kept his mouth shut.

Luo Kedi turned around and stared at the "Driving Map with Brocade Clothes" above him. He took out a fine Songjiang cotton handkerchief from his sleeve and wiped it affectionately. A weak but unquenchable flame was there.

His eyes were burning, Luo Kedi looked sad and happy, but his tone was extremely sure: "He will definitely come!"

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