Zhu Guobi was afraid that Kou Baimen would say anything else to do in a taboo, and he hated the woman who revealed his truth just now, so he immediately said, "The woman has no knowledge! What I mean is: Don't ask those killers to escape! Not only do you have to kill, but you can't even give me the chance to hang the seal! You have to catch and kill them one by one!"

"There are 100,000 scholars in Jiangnan, I'm afraid they will cause public anger." Kou Baimen lowered his voice.

"Among the 100,000 scholars, there are always some who understand the truth." Zhu Cixuan raised the case and felt bored, and said, "Let's just come here today, I'll go back first."

Zhu Guobi dared not to keep him, so he stood up and gave him respectfully.

Ruan Dacheng was surprised to see it and said to himself: What's going on? I haven't drunk a few drinks and I haven't listened to the song yet. Could it be that the Hou of Funing brought Kou Baimen to do it?

"Great send... Master Zhu is careful." Ma Shiying also quickly stood up and gave it to the person.

Kou Baimen thought that she had annoyed Mr. Zhu, and was a little guilty. He wanted to win back some favors through Quyi, but he didn't expect the young master to leave. She stepped aside and gave him a favor. She watched Zhu Guobi and Ma Shiying send Mr. Zhu out from left and right. However, the Xiao Zhuangshi had already stepped forward and greeted the boat at the bow of the boat.

After the boat came, Ruan Dacheng saw clearly the person who showed his respect on the boat. Who was not Tian Cunshan? Then he looked at someone standing on the head of the pleasure boat lined up over there. Under the light, it was the heart of the eunuch, the governor of Nanjing.

These two people were not even qualified to board the big ship!

Ruan Dacheng immediately understood. After the boat was rowing, he said to the absent-minded Ma Shiying: "This is..." He compared the lip of the "Crown Prince".

Ma Shiying nodded and said to herself: I'm so scared!

Ruan Dacheng was really pale and muttered in a low voice: "Tian Cunshan is really a friend. I only received five thousand taels when I had a banquet with the Crown Prince! I hate that I didn't see it."

Zhu Guobi turned around and glared at Ruan Dacheng, but his heart was bleeding: You guys are accustomed to making trouble! In order to invite this god, I spent 30,000 taels!

He looked at Kou Baimen again, thinking about whether to send her out.

The status of concubines in the Ming Dynasty and Song Dynasty was similar, and they were higher in the Ming Dynasty. Ming people also valued feelings more than Song people, and there were few stories of giving concubines to their children or changing horses. However, in terms of law and human nature, giving concubines was a natural thing. Zhu Guobi was not reluctant to leave Kou Baimen, but was worried that doing so would make the crown prince unhappy.

After all, Kou Baimen is already old and can't help but give it to him.

——But what if the crown prince likes this half-old Xu girl who still has charm?

Zhu Guobi decided to go to Wang Zhixin to inquire tomorrow and then make a decision. However, he did not dare to let Kou Baimen go home again, so he ordered her to live on the big boat, wash her body, dress up, and look better if she was sent to the East Palace.

Zhu Cilang really never thought about taking over the White Sect.

He has never seen beautiful beauties in his previous life. But these beauties have different purposes or act like a show. Anyway, whoever is serious will lose. Moreover, only a small part of the men push down women is due to physiological needs, but more of them are conquering psychology to satisfy their power that they have never been able to release.

Zhu Ciyang has now mastered most of the empire, and even the position of emperor is just because he doesn’t need it. Isn’t this sense of accomplishment better than pushing a few girls?

Thinking of his empire, Zhu Cilang had already put Kou Baimen or other Qinhuai beauties behind his mind.

"I didn't expect that the resistance in Jiangnan was so great that even prostitutes didn't welcome us very much." Zhu Cixuan and Xiao Mo joked.

Xiao Mo stood beside Zhu Cixuan and said, "After your highness's civil affairs measures are promoted, the people will definitely stand on your highness's side."

Zhu Cilang shook his head and pointed at the lights on both sides of the Qinhuai River like torches. He seemed like a city that never sleeps, and said, "Look at this scenery, is it prosperous?"

Xiao Mo said: "The last general has never seen such a prosperous place, far better than the capital."

"This is just an appearance." Zhu Cilang shook his head and said, "Since Chongzhen, Jiangsu and Zhejiang have suffered floods for years, and even the Hangzhou-Jia-Huzhou area has been repeatedly flooded. This place has taxed land for our government. The tax burden on the people is the heaviest. It can be said that the people have not been able to breathe for more than ten years. Others think that the court exempted the two years of taxes to allow the north to recuperate, but in fact, the one that really needs rest is Jiangnan."

"If so, they should be more at your Highness."

"It would be nice if they didn't scold me." Zhu Cilang smiled bitterly: "You have never been a herdsman official. It is best for the people to incite. As long as they go hungry, they are especially prone to incitement. Jiangnan still has a hardship, and I have to recite it even if I don't."

"What's the hardship?" Xiao Mo said curiously.

"There is no grain in the south of the Yangtze River." Zhu Cilang sighed: "The grain grown in the entire Nanzhi region is no longer self-sufficient."

Xiao Mo was speechless.

Just look at this time, the prostitutes on the Qinhuai River can still take out fruits that are not in the season to entertain guests. Snacks that cost three or five taels of silver, and squandering dozens of taels of silver overnight are considered frugal. Who would have thought that the people in this place would actually linger in the cold and hungry place?

"In previous years, during the famine, some big families came out to give porridge, and could barely survive the population so that there would be no change in the civil unrest. I am here this year, as long as they say one thing: the silver and rice were taken away by the crown prince... The ones guarding Zhengyang Gate were not 100,000 scholars, but 1 million hungry people." Zhu Cilang said bitterly: "And they have done this three or five times, and they are familiar with it."

"No wonder Your Highness has to deal with them in his busy schedule." Xiao Mo said.

Zhu Cilang smiled: I saw Zhu Guobi because he spent 30,000 taels of silver, and he was not familiar with Nanjing Xunqi, so he always had a breakthrough point. As for Ruan Dacheng, he invited the Qingke, which was purely a fun thing, and it would not be a loss to get him an extra 5,000 taels. Ma Shiying was intentionally arranged for an interview, which was not bad in terms of the results, but it was a little subversive.

"In your opinion, what's the next step?" Zhu Cixuan asked.

Xiao Mo caught off guard and said, "The civil affairs will not be accessible to the end."

"I'll just have fun, anyway, there's still a journey of water."

"Your Highness captured Yingtian Prefecture and settled a military fort in Nanzhi, where people, horses, food and grass can be placed in it. The next step is naturally to guide the place... Is it necessary to rectify Zhejiang?" Xiao Mo said reluctantly.

"Poverty is similar to war, but what I want to fight is to annihilate the enemy's vitality, in other words, to kill people to trash people." Zhu Ciyang said: "Poverty is different. The purpose of killing is not to kill. If it depends entirely on killing all the way, how will future generations say to me? Tell how prosperous Jiangnan was during the Chongzhen period, the prince was full of people, and the prosperity was no longer there? Tell how many famous calligraphers and painters I killed, and how much sin did I commit against Chinese civilization?"

“The future generations will not…”

"The position of future generations to look at problems is different from that of ours now." Zhu Ciyang sighed and said, "What's more, I heard Mr. Li talk about gardens today and I was also thinking: What is my China? After thinking about it, there is only a hazy shadow. But what is certain is that the beauty garden of the temple, poetry, songs, folk arts and paintings... are all part of China. We are fighting in war and fighting bloody times, in addition to protecting the lives of the people, aren't we also protecting these tangible and intangible Chinese essences?"

"The general has never thought about it, but it is indeed interesting to hear Your Highness say this. It's impossible that the things that the Tartars rebels have not destroyed will be destroyed in our own hands in the end." Xiao Mo said.

Zhu Cilang took a long breath of the Qinhuai evening breeze at night, and a strong aroma of rouge lingered in endless fragrance. Adhering to the principle of not fighting without confidence, Zhu Cilang was not worried about his division of Jiangnan, and believed that he would soon make the current riots of Jiangnan Shilin collectively lose his voice.

The key is how much you can eat this big cake in Jiangnan.

Who will share the rest?

This is like recruiting partners. I believe no one is willing to get in touch with "stupid" and "greedy" people. The screening work that Zhu Cixuan is doing is to eliminate these three types of people - in addition to stupid and greedy people, there is also a stupid and greedy person.

As the days passed, the "inspired" Qingliu made a rhetoric one after another, and they were kept without exception. If they were let go of their hometown, they would undoubtedly lose control over these people and give them a more influential environment.

However, the names of these people were recorded one by one by one by one by one, and they secretly checked their relationship network and family property distribution.

Zhu Cilang is like a chef who always monitors the temperature, waiting for his ingredients to change every day. It seems nothing is wrong, but in fact he can't walk away. Even his wife is pregnant and his sister gets married, he can't let him return to Beijing.

At the same time, Shen Tingyang led part of the Shandong Navy to return to Chongming Island. The third group of legal and accounting students came with the ship. The oldest was only twenty-two, and the youngest was only fourteen. After more than ten days of voyage, their faces were haggard, but they could see excitement and excitement in their eyes.

This thousand new force will soon be involved in the treacherous political struggle.

In addition to manpower, the fleet also brought luxury goods from Shandong: flat glass and four-wheeled carriages, as well as the first steam pump that could be used in practice.

Shen Tingyang personally escorted the steam pump to Nanjing to meet Zhu Cixuan, and the fleet replenished supplies in Chongming, and then took the officials who were "appointed" to Ryukyu onto the vast sea. They would dock in Zhoushan again, wait for the monsoon with the appointed officers transported from Beijing, and then cross a 1,600-mile voyage to Ryukyu.

Although this route is familiar, it also has records of many capsized ships. Because of its poor shipbuilding technology, the Ryukyu Kingdom also requested to migrate the 36 surnames in Fujian during the Taizu period to build a sea ship for it that can safely sail to the Ming Dynasty. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!