Lao Zhu, who recalled the manuscript, immediately wanted to leave and go to the west courtyard of the Prince's Mansion in person. However, he was stopped by Prince Zhu Biao, who said that how could his father run around after a sleepless night? It was better for his son to do the work for his father. Lao Zhu
Although I felt sorry for Zhu Biao's health, Lao Wu's manuscript was so important that he couldn't bear to let others pick it up, so he had no choice but to send an imperial chariot to take Zhu Biao back to the Prince's Mansion, where he could have a good rest.
Then Lao Zhu returned to the East Pavilion. There were so many things going on that night, and although his spirit was still high, his body was inevitably a little tired. While he was rubbing his temples, he saw a figure outside and kowtowed: "I, Sir Mao Xiang of the Imperial Guard, see
His Majesty!"
"Come in." Lao Zhu continued rubbing his eyes without raising his eyes, like a tyrannosaurus resting in its lair. Mao Xiang did not dare to be careless. He entered the palace and came seven steps away from Lao Zhu, and then knelt down again.
Down.
"Speak." Lao Zhu's voice was as smooth as an ancient well.
"Yes." Mao Xiang said with a look of embarrassment on his face. "Chen Wan died, and when he tracked the assassin to two hundred miles east of the city, the assassin abandoned his horse and took a boat, and went down the river. The Gongwei Si couldn't catch up..."
Having said this, Mao Xiang raised his eyes in fear. Lao Zhu had put down the hand rubbing his temples, but unexpectedly there was no trace of anger on his face...
"Down the river..." Lao Zhu said to himself. "Oh, Suzhou..."
"Your Majesty, your Majesty! That ship is heading to Suzhou!" Mao Xiang praised him quickly.
"It seems to be as we expected. This group of assassins are indeed the remnants of Zhang Shicheng." Lao Zhu sneered. "Only our old opponents still have such powerful generals under their command!"
Zhang Shicheng, Chen Youliang, Ming Yuzhen and others were once Zhu Yuanzhang's most powerful opponents. Chen Youliang's son Chen Li and Ming Yuzhen's son Ming Sheng surrendered to the Ming Dynasty and were now granted the title of Marquis of Guide and Marquis of Guiyi respectively. These two sons were unbearable.
Dayong, Zhu Yuanzhang, had already been frightened out of his wits. Chen, Han, and the two remnants of Ming Xia had nothing to fear after losing the banner of their young master.
"The Zhang family... we don't have that kind of aftertaste, so we'll spend it with clowns like you."
Moreover, Zhang Shicheng has been operating in Suzhou for many years and has great popularity. Although Suzhou is now attached to the Ming Dynasty, many gentry and common people still miss Zhang Shicheng. They often gather together to talk about how the Zhang family was in the past. In later generations, "talk about Zhang" in Suzhou dialect.
, meaning chatting with others, is the origin of this word.
But when Zhang Shicheng was defeated, his two sons ran away, and their whereabouts are still unknown today. It is normal for Zhang Shicheng's old subordinates to support their young master and cause trouble in the Ming Dynasty.
Lao Zhu regained his energy and quickly took the box. Just as he was about to open it, he remembered something and turned around and ordered: "All of you, please step aside. If I haven't been summoned, please don't disturb me!"
Lao Zhu continued leisurely: "Not only do you need to have a clear grasp of the grassland trends, but we also cannot be careless in the Ming Dynasty."
Now, it is time for the Ming Dynasty to use all its strength to find a way to break through the three-hundred-year-old curse of the dynasty. Although these hidden dangers are just diseases of moss, Lao Zhu is impatient to waste time on them.
Lao Zhu has not forgotten that in the past, Zhu Wenzheng secretly communicated with Zhang Shicheng in anger because he was angry with him for not taking advantage of his efforts.
Mao Xiang was already stunned when he heard this. Your Majesty... Your Majesty, are you going to use the Gongwei Division as a line to manipulate the world?
This...how much effort does it take to do this?
But as long as it can be done, this is a huge power! His Majesty asked the Arch Guard Department to do this, then as the commander of the Arch Guard Department, wouldn't he also rise with the tide and become a hot new man in front of His Majesty?
"I am terrified, I will die!" Mao Xiang trembled.
"Suzhou has rebelled against the party, and you have made mistakes without noticing."
A ghostwriter had written the imperial edict for Lao Zhu. Lao Zhu nodded after reading it and stamped it with a large jade seal. Chen Li and Mingsheng, the descendants of the two once-famous old rivals, were destined to live in the wild wilderness of Goryeo in this life.
A place where you can study abroad and stay until you die of old age.
Lao Zhu did not look at him. Instead, he walked to a map of the entire territory of the Ming Dynasty and said: "The current Gongwei Division is not very advantageous. We intend to reorganize the Gongwei Division."
Since then, Wenzheng's son Tiezhu has been at odds with the Zhu family. Could it be that the remnant of the Zhang family wanted to use this relationship to control and provoke Tiezhu to cause civil strife in the Ming Dynasty?
"Therefore, I sent these two men to live in Goryeo and gave the King of Goryeo Saluo Wenqi forty-eight horses so that he could treat them well."
Lao Zhu waved his hand and waved away the excited Mao Xiang.
His eyes were still staring at the word "Suzhou" on the map.
"...You and other secret agents of the Arch Guard Department are focusing more on the outside of the Great Wall, but you have neglected to control the country." Lao Zhu said. Mao Xiang trembled all over, and knocked his head on the ground, not daring to say anything. Cold sweat was already running down his chin.
Flowed down.
Zhang Shicheng's remnant found Wenzheng's son Tiezhu...
"The first priority of your Jinyi Guards is to dig out all the remnants of the Zhang family. Do you understand?"
"From now on, you will be called the 'Jinyiwei'!"
"In short, no matter how big or small the affairs of the world are, they are detailed."
"Since you are asked to accomplish this, the name 'Gongwei Si' is no longer appropriate." Lao Zhu lowered his head and thought for a while. "I will give you Feiyu brocade clothes to show your identity. You are allowed to wear them.
Embroider the spring sword to show your martial arts."
If there was to be an uprising in the Ming Dynasty, the Zhang family would definitely use Suzhou as their base to develop their power.
I thought about it for a long time in the East Pavilion, and it was noon. Seeing that it was raining outside, I finally arrived at the door of the East Pavilion. Prince Zhu Biao came in with a box and cage, and said to Lao Zhu: "Dad,
I brought back all the manuscripts of Lao Wu."
"We have to have everything under control, do you understand?"
"Yes! Sir, Commander Mao Xiang of the Jinyi Guards, how dare you not die for Your Majesty!" Mao Xiang said loudly.
"You must also arrange spies for all major officials, noble offices, houses, etc."
"After you go down, you will recruit loyal and innocent men in the army to replenish your manpower. From today on, not just in the northern frontier. All the fortresses, markets, residences, and neighborhoods in the Ming Dynasty must have traces of you and other secret sentinels.
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"Your Majesty, accept the order!" Mao Xiang kowtowed heavily. His whole body was trembling with excitement. He never expected that when he entered the palace today, not only would he not be punished for incompetence, but he would be given such great power!
"Write: Due to the Marquis of Gui De Chen Li, the Marquis of Gui Yi complained a lot during the day and was depressed. Although these children and children may have made minor mistakes and did not ask a single question, they may be deceived by villains and cannot be saved forever.
If it is suitable to be located far away, then conflicts will not arise and it will always be preserved."
Lao Zhu won't care, and neither will history...
The chamberlain standing beside him hurriedly handed over the pen and ink.
"Come on, draw up the decree!"
As for Chen Li, who cares whether Ming Sheng has any complaints or whether he was wrongly accused?
After everyone had retreated, he opened the box. Zhu Biao was very cautious to avoid the rain getting the manuscript wet, so he wrapped the box with an oilcloth. Lao Zhu praised his eldest son in his heart and took out the manuscript.
The inside has been divided into three parts by Zhu Biao. Zhu Biao explained: "Lao Wu's manuscript was in a mess, and I sorted it out a little bit while cleaning it up."
"The first pile is all text. The second pile is both text and pictures."
"As for the third pile, it's full of weird symbols that I can't understand at all."
"My son has read through the affairs of the later generations of the Ming Dynasty, but it doesn't seem to be recorded in it."