I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 221 Zhu Youjian's Ferocity

The idiot emperor Zhu Youjian finally figured it out.

If he wants to heal this rotten Ming Dynasty, he should not be too impatient, he should pay attention to a step-by-step process in everything.

"Then, come bit by bit."

"If you want to prodigal, first find [-] to [-] concubines, and then give birth to [-] to [-] princes!"

Seeing the idiot emperor's high-spirited look, Yang He was inexplicably a little excited.

The Ming Dynasty is finally saved!
"Your Majesty, it turns out that these [-] small villas were built for ladies?" Yang He couldn't help but rubbed his hands, and said with an embarrassed smile: "That is to sell the humble minister into a brothel, and we have to do this. thing!
Your Majesty, don't worry! "

Zhu Youjian nodded and smiled, and said, "With your words, I feel at ease."

Look, this is the excellent quality of a great loyal minister. In order for the emperor to get married and find a wife, and give birth to a large number of princes and grandchildren, Yang He, a scholar of the Ming Dynasty, is willing to sell himself...

……

The location of the villa area is very particular.

It is on the side of Zhonghai, near the Forbidden City.

According to Zhu Youjian, the villa area cannot be included in the scope of the imperial palace, but at least it must be very convenient so that he can go to 'pamper' his thousands of concubines anytime and anywhere.

As for the architectural style, he knows that.

Back then, when Zhu Youjian delivered food, he had seen some low-end small villas.

In a real mansion, everyone has a dedicated cook, and there is no need for takeaway at all...

"Yang Aiqing, I'll draw some blueprints for you, and you can just watch and build."

While talking, an accompanying eunuch brought a pen and paper.

Zhu Youjian took a deep breath, picked up a brush, and began to "splash ink" on a piece of gold-sprinkled cooked rice. One stroke was a curved and twisted stroke, and the corners of Yang He's eyes twitched.

Long live Lord's method is very domineering.

"This is the general appearance. It must have a simple and simple texture, and the windows should be clear and clean, and it cannot be made into the dark and gloomy appearance of the Forbidden City.

By the way, there is a swimming pool in every garden.

As for the additions, ponds, flowers and plants, these are your strengths, Yang He, just do whatever you want.

The key is to combine Chinese and Western styles and focus on enjoyment..."

Listening to the 'new terms' constantly emerging from the idiot emperor's mouth, Yang He suppressed his curiosity and did not ask for advice.

His majesty, the emperor, has a strange brain circuit, and maybe some strange thoughts and ideas will come up when he asks, which will increase the "difficulty of construction" several times, which is not a good thing for him.

"Yang He, take a look at the sketch of the villa I drew, is there anything else that needs to be added?"

After finally 'drawing' a sketch, Zhu Youjian looked at it carefully, and murmured in his heart: "This twisted and twisted one has a bit of artistic tension of Fauvism, but I don't know if Yang He can understand the beauty of it?" '

Yang He suppressed a smile, and said: "Your Majesty, I can draw another picture to re-display some of the essence I have comprehended, is it feasible?"

good good.

It's long overdue.

This Mr. Yang Heyang has no sharp eyesight at all. Seeing him, the emperor, trembling and unable to grasp the brush, he still has to stand aside and not take the initiative to help...

Well, that fellow Song Yingxing still had a wink.

Every time I saw the emperor working hard to draw a blueprint, I would pull him aside and quickly draw a standard design blueprint.

"Yang Aiqing, according to your own understanding, just draw here," Zhu Youjian threw down the brush and moved his fingers and wrists vigorously, feeling a little sore.

This small brush is simply too difficult.

Yang He put aside the idiot emperor's 'design drawings', and laid a new sheet of gold sprinkled Xuanxuan. After a moment of pondering, he began to draw.

The same brush.

In Zhu Youjian's hands, it was like a piece of wood, straight and dry, either a single stroke would turn into a big puddle of ink, or even the paper would be torn.

However, in the hands of Yang He, a scholar, he suddenly became agile.

One stroke at a time, sketching and pressing, it looks very organized.

No ruler or anything was needed, and within an hour, a standard 'Small Garden Spring Scenery Picture' was drawn.

The building structure, layout, and even some details such as doors, windows, walls, gravel paths, gardens, fish ponds, corridors, etc., are so detailed that they are almost like a meticulous painting.

"Sure, Yang Aiqing, for your skill in painting, I want to reward you with two little wives."

Looking at Yang He's 'design drawing', and then looking at his own 'graffiti', the idiot emperor laughed without changing his face, and said: "Just build according to your design!
By the way, in order to save money and save some money and food for our Ming Dynasty, the construction area of ​​this batch of small villas should not be too large.

Well, almost every garden has [-] to [-] mu, which is enough.

Any more would be a waste.

Also, in each small villa, a separate small building is built, which is also made of reinforced concrete, and the area is larger. My father-in-law, mother-in-law, sister-in-law and so on come to the capital to play, and they can stay for a few days ..."

Yang He: "..."

This is also called saving money?His Majesty the emperor seems to have some deviations in the concept of thrift?
"Okay, I will remember His Majesty's instruction."

Yang He thought for a while, rolled up the design drawing, and then bowed to retreat.

"Yang Aiqing, wait a minute," Zhu Youjian said with a gentle smile, "It's been a long day of hard work, and it's about to pass on the meal, so you can have a light meal with me.

For more than a year, Yang Aiqing has worked hard for my Daming, and I have always wanted to have a good chat with you. "

Yang He hurriedly bowed to thank him.

The idiot emperor likes to treat guests to dinner, Yang He has experienced it before.

However, since he took charge of the Daming Engineering Bureau, he has been traveling outside for many years. To be honest, he rarely sees His Majesty the Emperor.

So, half an hour later.

Dozens of extremely low-key and luxuriously decorated boats approached this side one after another.

On the bow, the civil and military ministers had their own thoughts, and under the 'support' of the girls, they all seemed to be in a bad state.

no way.

There are several major cases in succession, the Hongwan case, the Lengxiang Yulu pill, and the Ming gold coin case...

No matter which case, once the idiot emperor turns his face and starts a strict investigation, there will inevitably be a lot of heads.

Cut to pieces by thousands of knives, wiped out the nine clans...

Hiss, it hurts just thinking about it.

"Hongliu, let's all meet at Shuiyun Pavilion," the idiot emperor ordered casually, and the dozens of large boats sailed towards Shuiyun Pavilion.

"The area in the north, you can build villas for me when you turn around." Pointing to a large area in the distance, Zhu Youjian said to Yang He with a smile: "If the land is not enough, just requisition some.

If you encounter a nail household or something, you can go to Wei Zhongxian, he is very thoughtful in this regard. "

Yang He listened silently and didn't say much.

It can be seen that the emperor's mood is actually not very good.

Especially when he looked at those civil and military officials who came to the "banquet" tremblingly, Yang He almost understood that this banquet might not be as simple as a meal and a drink...

……

To Yang He's surprise, the emperor did not kill anyone during this banquet.

On the contrary, when the idiot emperor saw every civil and military minister, and even those literati and Qingliu, he had to step forward in person, and had a warm talk with everyone, as if he was heart-to-heart.

Among the crowd, there were only Wei Zhongxian, Qian Qianyi and a few others, but their scalps felt numb.

The cold hair all over the body, after standing on end, can't soften at all...

The few of them have seen the methods of fooling the emperor.

On weekdays, laughing and laughing with you, not sticking to trivial matters, even... I also like to make some little jokes that are neither meat nor vegetable, just like a benevolent gentleman.

However, think about those royal family and nobles who were dispatched to the northwest.

Think about Queen Zhou's father, Zhou Kui.

Think about the fate of those 'Eight Shanxi Merchants', 'Top Ten Mining Owners', and those 'scholars' who have been wiped out...

"My dear friends, come and come, all of you are seated."

"Recently, I have been ill, and I haven't worried much about the affairs of my family and country. My dear friends have worked hard. I hereby hold a banquet. Please don't be restrained. You should eat and drink. We are one, and we will not return if we don't get drunk!"

While talking, Zhu Youjian picked up a large bowl of spirits and raised his neck.

Tons of tons!
All in one drink.

"Zhen, do it first and respect it!" Holding a big bowl, Zhu Youjian was as bold as a gangster, laughing loudly.

All the ministers quickly picked up the wine bowls and drank them all in one gulp.

This wine is the 'corn wine' brought over by Xu Guangqi from the Songhu area. The alcohol content is estimated to be over 56 degrees, and it can be called the most powerful wine in the Ming Dynasty.

Many people who are not good at drinking can't help their legs trembling just after drinking this bowl.

"Come, come, have another bowl!"

"one more bowl!"

"Tsk tsk, good wine, good wine!"

"It coincides with such a beautiful day, and our monarchs and ministers no longer serve three bowls and five bowls? Open your belly and drink!"

In the blink of an eye, there were seven or eight bowls of spirits in his throat.

Some ministers of civil and military affairs, who were too drunk to drink, went directly to the table without saying a word.

Even Zhongshan Wang Xu Yunzhen and other generals who have a good capacity for alcohol can't bear it anymore.

This wine is too strong.

Zhu Youjian didn't change his face, he still took the wine bowl and laughed, and kept trying to persuade him to drink.

Finally, when seventy or eighty ministers of civil and military affairs fell down on the field, Zhu Youjian took the initiative to stop and said with a smile: "It seems that some lovers are already too drunk, this is not acceptable.

Our officials in the Ming Dynasty don't know how to drink or eat. It would be embarrassing if it spreads!

How can the governance of the country be separated from eating, drinking, and gossiping?

Wei Zhongxian, record those people who can't drink one by one. Next time, if you can't drink with me to your heart's content, you might as well let them go home and pick up the child. Don't be a mother who ran out to embarrass yourself! "

The idiot emperor's face turned over when he said it.

He was still smiling just now.

In the blink of an eye, a hint of ferocity appeared.

"Slaves, obey the order!"

Wei Zhongxian hurriedly brought a pen and paper, and wrote down the names of the civil and military ministers who got into the table one by one.

Zhu Youjian sat in the middle, with a calm expression on his face, waiting for Wei Zhongxian to finish the matter, and then he said: "Today, I have invited all my lovers to a banquet, because I have a great event to discuss.

Qian Aiqing, let's talk about the specifics. "

Qian Qianyi's heart skipped a beat.

It should be said by that old eunuch Wei Zhongxian, but he, the leader of scholars, was asked to speak. This idiot emperor is simply too good!
"Long live God is overjoyed!"

"Everyone, great joy!"

Qian Qianyi was reluctant in his heart, but there was nothing he could do. He could only bite the bullet and take a step forward, and said loudly: "Some colleagues should have heard that something big happened in the Ming Dynasty!"

As soon as these words came out, the officials were taken aback and looked at each other in blank dismay.

Something big?

What's going on?

The Hongwan case, the Lengxiang Yulu pill case, the Nine Frontiers war, the famine in the north, the Ming gold coin case...

Could it be that there is something worse?

No wonder the emperor turned his face.

This is the rhythm of killing...

Even Zhu Youjian, the high-ranking idiot emperor, was taken aback for a moment, thinking, "What's the big deal?"Why don't I know? '

"You, I, Qian Qianyi, and Wei Zhongxian, the father of Wei Chang, each of us are sinners of the Ming Dynasty!"

Qian Qianyi suddenly knelt down at the emperor's feet with a 'plop', and said in a mournful voice, "Please, Your Majesty, generals, etc., kill the ten clans with one blow!"

Zhu Youjian: "..."

Shall we do this again?
"Qian Aiqing, get up and talk, I will grant you innocence." Zhu Youjian said indifferently.

But Qian Qianyi refused to get up, and said in a shy voice: "Your Majesty is an emperor through the ages, and his kindness and grace will benefit all people in my world.

However, the ministers are like beasts, they deserve death, Your Majesty! "

Zhu Youjian couldn't figure out what Qian Qianyi meant, so he could only nod slightly and said softly, "Let's get up and talk first."

I'm a little confused when this cultural person kneels and licks.

"Thank you, Your Majesty Ron!"

Only then did Qian Qianyi get up from the ground, and thanked him again with shame on his face.

Then, he turned around slowly, and asked in a deep voice full of grief and indignation: "Could it be that you have no sin?"

Minister of Civil and Military Affairs: "?"

"You, no, every one of us is ashamed of Daming and His Majesty!" Seeing that the atmosphere was getting better, Qian Qianyi continued:

"In the Hongwan case, relatives of the emperor, ministers of civil and military affairs, eunuchs of the inner court, and even some dignitaries in the harem, unexpectedly joined forces to kill one of our great Ming emperors.

Isn't this a sin?

Also, with the nine-sided sword and the flames of wolves, if it weren't for someone in the imperial court colluding with the Beiman, Jiannu, and Tusi emperor, how could our Ming Dynasty have suffered such a huge loss?

And the most serious one is the Lengxiang Yulu pill! "

Qian Qianyi said bitterly: "One pill turned out to be a poisonous plan to kill off children and grandchildren. This matter involved more than [-] civil and military ministers, harem concubines, Dongchang eunuchs, and even Jin Yiwei!
Thirty thousand people!
You, we, how many dog ​​heads should we have that His Majesty can chop off? "

This statement came out.

The crowd was shocked.

There are some things that can't be said at all. Is Qian Qianyi going to die?
Now, everyone is finished begging...

"Destroy the harem and cut off the blood of my Ming royal family. What is this? This kind of crime, even if we are all civil and military in the whole dynasty beheaded thousands of times, it is not enough, right?"

Qian Qianyi took two steps forward again, and shouted in a cold voice: "Let the people from the Imperial Hospital be brought up!"

(End of this chapter)