Domineering Daming

Inside Fu Wang's mansion.

Inside the hall, the sound of silk and bamboo is lingering, and dancers dance in groups.

Zhu Changxun was as fat as a pig, holding two [-]- and [-]-year-old girls with his arms around him, with a big fat face, Yile was trembling all over, and the slits in his eyes were almost invisible.

Not far away from him are sitting around the palace, the long history, the trial department, the court department Cheng Fengzheng and the treasures of the inner treasury, the guards and commanders of the palace, almost all the important people in the palace of Fu, and the eldest son Zhu Yousong is also there.

The left and right Changshi were selected by Wanli, and they looked at each other, and looked at King Fu with worried expressions.

It doesn't matter to the Trial Division, Chengfeng Division, Dianbao, Commander, etc. In short, following King Fu will not starve to death.

Zhu Yousong didn't care too much, his eyes swept over the two girls beside King Fu with treacherous eyes, and then fell on the dancing girl, thinking secretly who he was looking for tonight.

Zuo Changshi endured it for a while, and then said: "My lord, King Lu is now in Beijing. Man Daming has no vassal kings in Beijing, and we are the only ones in the Fu Palace."

King Fu was staring at the dancers, smiling happily, listening to Zuo Changshi's words, turned his head to look at him, and said, "Yes."

Zuo Changshi knew that King Fu adhered to the idea of ​​"neither humble nor overbearing", but would the court really let him be so carefree all the time?

Zuo Changshi frowned and said solemnly: "My lord, I must give the imperial court an explanation, otherwise the whole world will not agree."

All the vassal kings from all over the world have entered the capital, but King Fu is the only one who is domineering in Luoyang, not to mention those princes in the capital, I am afraid that the entire court will not agree.

There was no expression on Fu Wang's fat face, he just blinked.

The left and right long history are very helpless, this is not the first time they have come to persuade King Fu, their eyes can't help but turn to Zhu Yousong, King Fu can still listen to the words of His Royal Highness.

At this moment, Zhu Yousong was staring at a dancing girl, his eyes glowing.

The dancer girl has a slim figure, every move she makes, she does not shy away from flirting with Zhu Yousong.

Left and right Changshi frowned, feeling discouraged.

If King Fu is not dead or alive, he will drag on like this, and sooner or later he will cause disaster.

Zhu Xu, who returned from the firearms base, smiled and said to Fu Changzong: "Xu Guangqi, Bi Maokang did a good job this time."

Fu Changzong also saw the power of firearms today, and said with a smile: "Now the Polu gun is not afraid of water or wind, and its range is short. The only thing missing is reloading. If reloading is faster, it can completely replace the archer. gone."

Zhu Xu leaned against the back wall of the carriage, looked ahead, patted his leg with his right hand and said, "It's not enough for now, but it's enough for the sea."

Fu Changzong actually didn't care much about overseas affairs, thought for a while, and said: "Your Majesty, the Ministry of Households has no money, don't you, make up for it, otherwise Wenzhao Pavilion will not be able to accomplish anything."

Zhu Xu's thoughts are still at sea. According to the time, the Dutch are almost finished, but the British hand can't reach the Far East for the time being. This is a good opportunity for Ming's development.

However, the navy of the Ming Dynasty did not have the ability to go far, let alone a colonial mentality, so it needed to find the right people and the right opportunities.

"Xiong Wencan, don't let me down."

Zhu Xu thought quickly in his mind, but he said with a smile on his face: "No, let him find a way to go. In the future, he will be busy, so we can't always help him."

After thinking about it, Fu Changzong realized that important things have a budget, and other things have little impact, so he nodded and said: "Well, that's good, I'll go to Wenzhao Pavilion later, King Xin has been urging me for several days."

Zhu Xu smiled slightly, but said nothing.Looking at the city gate so close, I was even more curious about what those princes were doing now.

De Wangfu.

King Huai, King Ji, and King Zheng all gathered here, all of them looked proud and determined.

King Zheng's tone was fierce and decisive, and said: "No matter what, I won't hand it in again this time. If there is one, there will be three. If this continues, the imperial court will swallow us up sooner or later!"

King Ji also had a sullen face, and said: "That's right, our palace has a large population and huge expenses. With the little salary of the imperial court, how can we support ourselves? Wouldn't we all starve to death?"

King Zheng looked at King De above, and said, "King De, King Lu, and King Jin, what are they thinking? Do they want us to clean up everything and be a bald prince like them?"

The other princes also spoke up, all of them were dissatisfied, thinking that the imperial court was persecuting them too much and wanted to starve them to death, and they were determined not to hand over any more.

Prince Heng's Mansion.

King Rong, King Jing, King Zhao, King Yi and others were also present, all filled with righteous indignation, criticizing the court one after another, and even swearing.

Zhao Wangdao: "The imperial court is going to drive us all to death, leaving no room for us!"

King Rong said: "Tomorrow I will say I'm sick, let's see what the Emperor will do with us!"

Yi Wang said: "Okay, let's say we are sick together, the emperor can still drag us out of the bed!"

As soon as Zhu Xu returned to the palace, King Ping followed him in with a wry smile.

In the imperial study room, Zhu Xu held a teacup, looked at King Ping with a smile and said, "What's wrong with Uncle Huang, who made Uncle Huang feel uncomfortable?"

King Ping looked at Zhu Xu with a sad face, and said with difficulty on his face: "Your Majesty, this, that, more than a dozen vassal kings handed me letters, saying that they are bedridden, and there are more than 30 county kings who are at full capacity. People in the capital are looking for someone to sell their house..."

Zhu Xu, who was about to drink tea, paused, raised his head, with an inexplicable expression, put down the teacup, and said to King Ping, "Uncle Huang, go, I'll take care of it."

Chapter 359 Confiscation of Prince Fu's Mansion

King Ping left anxiously, he knew his emperor's nephew very well, so calmly, something must happen.

For two days in a row, the palace was extremely quiet.

All the princes were very happy, and those who were sick also went out to drink with their relatives and friends.

"Hey, so what about the emperor, we have so many princes, even if we do nothing, the court will be scared!"

"No, doing nothing is the best attitude. No matter whether it is the king of Xin or the emperor, he dare not despise us!"

"You don't know, don't you, I heard that the emperor has found a few teachers and started classes?"

"Haha, I knew that the emperor would definitely back down. Do you really think our clan is easy to bully?"

Many people are presumptuous and unscrupulous, and speak big words frequently.

Naturally, there are also worried people who can't eat or sleep.

King De, King Huai and others submitted the memorial, and handed over 20 mu of rice land and 1 taels of silver, but they were beaten back by the supervisor of ceremonies, which made them even more uneasy, but they didn't go any further, and they all waited in the palace. wind direction.

Prince Ping's mansion has also closed its gates tightly for the past few days, and no one sees them. The past romance is gone, and the mansion is completely silent.

King Lu in the ten princes' mansion was also silent, the mansion was like a forged iron, watertight.

For a moment, the wind in the capital was turbulent, and countless people were looking in the direction of the palace.

Wen Zhao Pavilion.

Xin Wang Zhu Youjian called a group of people to discuss matters in the lobby.

The weather in July is getting hotter, but the lobby is unusually quiet, with invisible pressure flowing.