Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

Zhu Yujian turned his head and looked west. This place was more than sixty miles away from the camp in Guanghua. It would take a day to dispatch soldiers.

Then Peng Ershu, wouldn't he take risks out of desperation?

Looking at the sunset, Zhu Yujian said:

"First send people back to the camp overnight to mobilize troops, and then mobilize two thousand soldiers.

Also, be careful these two days, and be sure to keep a watchful eye at night! "

Confucian Zhang and the two of them were stunned and said anxiously:

"My lord, what do you mean - Peng Ershu dares to rebel?"

"not sure!"

Zhu Yujian shook his head: "I don't know why, but my eyelids are twitching so much.

Besides, it’s important to be on guard against others, so it’s better to be careful! "

……

While the three of them were talking, a soldier suddenly came to report that someone from the Peng family had sent an invitation to the king of Tang Dynasty.

Zhu Yujian took a look at the invitation and frowned slightly.

The above is just some gossip. It is said that the wheat harvest is about to happen. After hearing the name of the Tang Dynasty king for a long time, Peng Ershu prepared a poem gathering at home to welcome the harvest and invited Zhu Yujian to come and identify it.

At the end of the invitation, a poem was attached, asking the king of Tang for advice:

"Drunk at night and rubbing the iron pocket, the sword on the bedside screams Kuai Feng.

An Neng is always busy in his forties, Feng Tang and Li Guang are all old! "

The two of them, Confucian Zhang, took a closer look. They found that the poem was simple and easy to understand, and it seemed that they were caring about state affairs despite being unappreciated.

Zhang Shixi said:

"Your Majesty, could it be that Peng Ershu wants to use your hands to reach Shengting and rise again?"

Zhu Yujian shook his head.

If he had led his troops to serve the king and was imprisoned for eight years, he would have thought so.

When he was in his prime, he was thrown into prison. After eight years of deep thought day and night, Zhu Yujian already understood that in politics, you cannot just take everything at face value.

For example, he led troops to serve the king...

It seems that it is for the sake of the country, this is a good intention!

In fact, if the vassal king leads the army, it will be a big disaster!

Once this hole is opened, the country of the Ming Dynasty will be left without a king, and even many people who are interested may have to plot military power in the name of various clans...

By then, the Rebellion of the Seven Kings of Han will be right in front of us!

This will be a disaster!

……

To be fair, his original intention was not wrong.

However, politically speaking, that would be dead wrong!

……

After eight years of self-cultivation in prison, Zhu Yujian is no longer an impulsive boy.

He lowered his head and looked again, but shook his head and said:

"This is not asking for an official!"

"Look at this sentence, 'An Neng is forty and often luxuriant...'"

Zhu Yujian sneered: "You are threatening me!"

The two people hurriedly took a closer look, and their expressions suddenly changed.

If we read this poem in reverse, it would be "I don't want to be inactive at the age of 40. Feng, Tang and Li Guang are all like this."

Look at the first two sentences again——

"However, even if I'm drunk, I still don't leave my armor, and my sword is right under my pillow."

This……

This is an implicit threat!

"Your Majesty, I am humble enough to protect you before you return to Guanghua. We will mobilize our troops and suppress him!"

Zhang Rushi's face was ashen.

He clearly understood the role of the fields.

Your Majesty wants to bring peace to the world and bring peace to the people. This must be done!

However, this place is not far from the mountains and there have always been many bandits.

There were also endless wars in the past few years, with endless rebels and bandits rushing into the mountainous areas.

Among these local gentry, who can save their family business, who has not colluded with some evil forces?

The King of Tang is the most important chess piece in His Majesty's hands, so there must be no mistakes!

Zhang Shixi also said:

"Your Majesty, it's better not to put yourself in danger. Brother Zhang, please take the Prince first. I'll stay here under the banner of the Prince..."

Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhu Yujian:

"No!"

Zhu Yujian sneered:

“Your Majesty’s important affairs cannot be interrupted!

This is not the time for you and me to back down.

I'll go meet this person for a while, and you two, one will return to Guanghua immediately to mobilize troops, and the other will stay here with the soldiers! "

Zhu Yujian's face was full of determination.

How can a few monsters ruin the emperor's important affairs?

At this critical juncture, once he retreats, it will be a serious blow to the entire investigation!

"Your Majesty can't!"

Zhang Rushi's expression changed drastically and he was eager to refute.

Zhu Yujian had already stopped him from talking:

"Don't worry, even if they have other thoughts, they don't dare to oppose His Majesty at this time.

At this level, only if I am not afraid can I put an end to these bullies' plans! "

Zhang Shixi had no choice but to hold on to the sword:

"Since the prince said so, then I will accompany the prince to break into his devil's cave!"

……

The night was dark.

Zhu Yujian took his entourage to Peng Ershu's house.

On the other side of the village, in the Jing family ancestral hall, hundreds of majestic young men, carrying various knives, have gathered together.

……

This area of ​​Dengxi has always had strong folk customs because it is close to the mountains.

Dengzhou County Chronicle records that during the Qing Dynasty, since the Bailian uprising in the late Qianlong period, the government forcibly killed the five major tribes who supported Bailian and drove the side tribes out of the city. These places far away from the city have become independent, and the government has been unable to intervene.

Even at the beginning of Dandan, there were still many people in the area who kept red knives, sabers, long knives and the like.

……

The head of the Jing family, Jing Chengxiong, sat in the main seat.

The letter from my son-in-law made it clear.

The Dog Emperor's plan to inventory the land must be stopped.

Otherwise, once he takes the blame, the land that the Pengjing family does not pay taxes will be re-measured by the emperor. In this way, neither family will benefit.

This is a huge loss!

"Uncle, just give me your orders. I did some research during the day and found out that the dog king only had dozens of followers. We all rushed forward and killed them all with just one stick of incense!"

A young boy from the second room of the Jing family played with the butcher knife in his hand and said with a fierce look on his face.

Pengjia Town is at the foot of Xingshan Mountain, and the remaining Qinling Mountains not far away are only a dozen miles away.

Bandits and rebels entrenched in the mountains would come down from time to time to extort money.

The local wealthy families have been at war with bandits and rebels all year round.

Among the children of these big families who can keep their family business intact, who doesn’t have a few lives on their hands?

My uncle said that back then, Emperor Wanli was so powerful that the eunuchs and eunuchs sent to collect taxes were beaten to death.

He also needs to be written into the Book of Righteous Soldiers and pointed at the emperor’s nose to scold him!

The emperor didn't even dare to fart!

What's more, the current emperor... is nothing more than a joke!

As the eldest son of the Jing family, our son-in-law has a wide range of friends. In the officialdom, he has numerous friends of the same age, subject and hometown.

If we take advantage of the civil unrest and kill one or two thieves who are causing harm to the people, what will happen?

"Confused!"

Jing Chengxiong shouted angrily.

What the son-in-law said in the letter sounds nice!

What kind of bullshit emperor is here and needs their support? It’s okay to kill one or two of the petty officials and eunuchs who caused trouble...

shit!

That's the result of deception!

Hualouji and Hualouji are still in use and are intangible cultural heritage.

(There is a practitioner among the book friends who is the intangible inheritor of "Strengthening Therapy". He is still in his [-]s, but he is running for traditional culture.)