Daming: Ascend to the throne as the emperor, start the game with land gods

It was Hou Guoxing, the son of his aunt Hakka, the existence that his uncle taught him to be as close as brother.

"Liangqing, do you hate uncle?"

Wei Zhongxian didn't answer his nephew, but asked a question on his own.

He regretted it.

"hatred?"

Wei Liangqing's eyes were dull, his lips moved slightly, and he repeated his uncle's words in doubt.

suddenly.

There was a strong pain in the abdomen.

"cough!"

Head down.

Flowers of blood bloomed on the snow.

In the light of the fire, it is beautiful and coquettish.

the past few years.

Like a revolving lantern flashed in my mind.

He walked from the smoke and dust in common clothes, on the royal road of the Forbidden City, looking at the row upon row of gorgeous palaces, one step, two steps...

Consciousness gradually trance, he fell to the ground.

Memories start to come back.

At that time, he just remembered that his uncle stole the money from grandma to buy rice and ran to gamble.

Lost everything.

He was tied to a tree by his grandfather, and three of the thick wicker branches were cut off.

He didn't understand what it was, he only knew that there would be a long time after that, he would not be full and very hungry.

"Uncle, you lost the bet again."

Wei Liangqing's throat rolled, and he used his last strength to outline a smile, powerless.

In this game of riches and honour, they lost cleanly.

Herod!

Herod!

Shen Lian led people to arrive.

Seeing this scene, he fell silent.

"Uncle lost, but not completely lost!"

Two lines of blood and tears fell from the corners of Wei Zhongxian's eyes. Looking back at Shen Lian, a trace of madness flashed in his eyes, and he said ferociously: "In the capital, Jinyiwei's movements are always faster than those of Dongxichang!"

"The factory owner..."

Shen Lian's heart was shocked, and he lost his voice and called out the previous address for Wei Zhongxian.

tonight.

If the people from the Dongxi factory arrive first.

With Cao Zhengchun and Yu Huatian's ruthless personalities, they will not give up this opportunity to get rid of their old opponents.

Is this also a gamble?

"Guarantee me into the palace!"

Wei Zhongxian continued.

"Why?"

Beside Shen Lian, accompanied by thousands of Suzaku, immediately asked back.

Since Wei Zhongxian took control of Dongchang, Jin Yiwei has been suppressed everywhere, and the two regard each other as enemies.

Killing without meeting is already the greatest kindness, protection, it is simply ridiculous.

"I have 5000 million taels of silver, which is enough to solve the disaster in Liaodong!"

"where?"

Shen Lian said excitedly.

The country pays taxes a year, but only 500 million taels of silver.

5000 taels of silver.

It is the taxation of the country for ten years.

But this is not the key point. The key point is that with this money, the resettlement of millions of disaster victims in Liaodong will no longer be a problem.

If it is dedicated to His Majesty, it will be an opportunity to redeem meritorious deeds.

As for whether Wei Zhongxian had so much money, Shen Lian had no doubts.

The eunuch party has controlled the ruling and opposition parties for several years, and it has the confidence to do so.

"I dare say, do you dare to listen?"

Looking into Shen Lian's eyes, Wei Zhongxian chuckled and asked back.

This sum of money, perhaps it is more appropriate to call it Yinshan, is no longer something Jin Yiwei can know.

"Don't dare."

After Shen Lian pondered, he shook his head and said, "Then Jin Yiwei doesn't have enough bargaining chips."

Just escorting Wei Zhongxian into the palace and the joy of the new emperor receiving tens of millions of taels of silver are not enough to forgive Jin Yiwei for his crimes in Liaodong.

Moreover, from here to the imperial palace, although it is only a few dozen miles away, the raids and killings of Dongxichang fanzi are indispensable along the way.

It's not worth it to offend Dongxi Factory for meager credit.

"Zhao Prison's Tianzi No. [-] cell contains evidence of crimes committed by all officials of the Eunuch Party. Commander Shen can send someone to search for the suspects, and search the houses one by one before dawn. Presumably, there will be a lot of gains!"

"How many can there be?"

"No less than 800 million taels of silver!"

"Xuanwu, get off the horse."

"Master Commander..."

"dismount."

"Yes."

Shen Lian got off his horse, supported Wei Zhongxian to sit firmly with his own hands, and then said to Xuanwu: "Go back to the guardhouse, take everyone with you, and break down the door and ransack the house of the criminal officials. Tomorrow morning, the commander will see the head, criminal evidence and silver coins." .”

"Honestly obey orders."

Part ways.

Shen Lian looked in the direction of Jinyiwei, then in the direction of Dongxichang, and murmured: "Don't blame me, he gave too much!"

"drive!"

……

capital city.

The chief minister of the cabinet, Ye Xianggao, fell asleep early and was awakened at this moment.

"Father."

"Chengwen, what happened?"

Ye Shoufu got up and got out of bed, put on his shoes, and asked with a smile.

"Wei Zhongxian's private house was burned."

"Burned by who?"

"I don't know, I just know it was burned."

"Change into my official uniform and boots!"

"Father, why is this?"

"I don't know, but I have a feeling that something big is going to happen!"

"Yes."

Under the service of the maid, Ye Shoufu changed into the red crane robe and Qingyun official boots, watching the scene of the flames rising into the sky, he said again: "Get the sedan chair ready, follow me into the palace at any time!"

……

Second auxiliary government.

Fang Congzhe, the second assistant to the cabinet, was also awakened.

"Spread out and see what's going on in Wei's private house, come back soon!"

"Yes."

Fang Cifu took a sip of herbal tea and walked back and forth in the courtyard.

I always feel that there is a fire in my heart, like a fire in the distance, which cannot be extinguished, and I am very irritable.

"Returning to the master, Jin Yiwei has taken over the vicinity of the Wei family's private house, and no one is allowed to come forward to check."

"Isn't it okay to use the identity of the truth?"

"Returning to the master, the old slave has revealed his identity to Qianhu, the head of Jinyiwei, but still has no useful information."

"Come here, change clothes and prepare the sedan chair!"

Fang Cifu suddenly felt a chill surge in his heart, and said anxiously.

"Yes."

Chapter 6 Renamed Wei Zhong, the officials entered the palace

In front of the palace gate.

The palace guard immediately greeted him.

After arriving here, no one dared to use martial arts to attack.

Otherwise, it will be regarded as a provocation to the Ming court.

Even the Dongxi Factory tacitly stopped all actions a mile away from the palace gate.

Shen Lian was drenched in blood. Among the entourage, only Qinglong, Suzaku and Baihu were left, but all of them were injured.

"Director Wei, the palace is here."

Shen Lian's face was extremely ugly, he cupped his hands at Wei Zhongxian, and left straight away.

this way.

After going through no less than ten desperate fights, all of them are masters of Dongxi Factory, it is extremely difficult.

But what puzzled him was that Cao Zhengchun, governor of the East Factory, and Yuhuatian, governor of the West Factory, did not come in person.

This method of attacking and killing in batches.

It's more like the hidden pillar of Dongxi Factory in the capital, according to his own judgment, beat the dog in the water.

However, this is a good thing.

Governor Cao and Governor Yu are both masters who are not inferior to him. If they join forces to attack, he and the three thousand households will probably also be involved.

"Dajian Wei, aren't you going to enter the palace?"

The palace guard took away the blood-stained horse and respectfully said: "Your Majesty has an order, if you come tonight, you don't need to wait for the order, you can go directly to Qianqing Palace."

Wei Zhongxian's supervisor of the East Factory was dismissed, but the status of the eunuch Bingbi, the supervisor of ceremonies, is still there, and he, a little palace guard, can't be underestimated.

Coupled with His Majesty's oral order, this respect must be maintained.