Linhuai Marquis Li Bangzhen is a descendant of Zhu Yuanzhang's nephew Li Wenzhong.
After Li Wenzhong's dukedom was passed to his son Li Jinglong's generation, he led the army to reduce the feudal vassal and fought with Zhu Di. After Jingnan, he was abolished by Zhu Di.
Later in the Jiajing Dynasty, Emperor Jiajing found Li Wenzhong's descendants and gave them the title of Marquis of Linhuai. From then on, the title of Marquis of Linhuai continued until the end of the Ming Dynasty.
There was another generation after Li Bangzhen. When Li Zicheng attacked the capital, Li Hongji "was ordered to guard the gate. The city fell and the king died, and he escaped southward." He finally surrendered to the Qing Dynasty in the southern capital.
Deng Wenming, the Marquis of Dingyuan, was a descendant of Deng Yu, the founding Duke of Shen Kingdom. He just ascended the throne this year and entered Beijing in Dashun, where he was killed. Many generations of his family have been in charge of the Jinyiwei, and have successively held important positions such as the commander of the Jinyiwei, the commander of the Jinyiwei, and the leader of the Jinyiwei.
Lingbihou Tang Guozuo's chair was empty. He is the sixth and last generation of knights. After the fall of the Ming Dynasty, Tang Guozuo surrendered to the Qing Dynasty in the southern capital.
He is the founder of the country, Guogong Tang and his descendants. More than 100 years after Tang He's death, during the Hongzhi period of the Ming Dynasty, Tang Shaozong, the fifth generation descendant of Tang He, was awarded the title of Commander of the Nanjing Jinyi Guard. After Emperor Jiajing succeeded to the throne, Tang Shaozong was named Lingbihou. Their family has always been in Nanjing.
The seat of Xincheng Hou Wang Guoxing is empty. He is a distinguished relative.
His father Wang Sheng was the brother of Emperor Tianqi's biological mother Xiaohe and the Queen Mother Wang. Therefore, in terms of blood, Wang Guoxing was the cousin of Emperor Tianqi and the cousin of Emperor Chongzhen (relatively distant). Dashun entered Beijing and burned himself to death, which was considered heroic.
The seat of Zhang Guoji, Marquis of Taikang, was empty, and the father of Queen Zhang Yan, Dashun, entered Beijing and was killed.
The seat of Xinlehou Liu Xiaozu is empty. He is the younger brother of Chongzhen's biological mother, Queen Mother Liu, and Chongzhen's biological uncle. His son Liu Wenbing and his consort Gong Yonggu were close friends.
Liu Wenbing (1615-April 25, 1644), courtesy name Qijun, was a native of Wanping County, Shuntian Prefecture, North Zhili (now Beijing City). A relative of the Ming Dynasty, the nephew of Empress Xiaochun Liu, the son of Xinlehou Liu Xiaozu, and the cousin of Ming Sizong Zhu Youjian.
When Dashun entered Beijing, Liu Xiaozu was dead. The old wife took her daughters-in-law, two daughters, and three sons to hang themselves. The servants were then ordered to burn the house. The rope of the third son Liu Wenzhao was broken. Liu Wenzhao did not have the courage to continue committing suicide and fled south.
The eldest son, Xinlehou Liu Wenbing, and his brother, the left governor Liu Wenyao, led troops to fight with Li Zicheng. After the failure, they went home and committed suicide. The whole family died, and only Liu Wenbing's third brother fled. Considered a loyal sect.
Among the 22 marquises in Beijing, except four relatives, the other 18 families were present. All of them were powerful marquises with military power. Some control the Beijing camp, some control the border troops in various places, and some control the general troops of each province. There were as many family members, nephews, and slaves as officers in various parts of the Ming Dynasty as crucian carp crossing the river, and their influence was intertwined and intertwined, like water seeping into the ground.
The British man picked up the tea bowl, took a sip of tea, and placed the tureen on the coffee table on his left. There was a sudden silence below, and the British Duke was about to speak.
The nobles are all very angry today. Yang Fan and the British Duke Sun were messing around, but His Majesty took the opportunity to take back the military power. The British government must give everyone an explanation for this matter.
Zhang Weixian sighed, this was his grandson. If it had been anyone else, even the grandson of Duke Cheng would have been murdered.
"The British government did not know about this matter beforehand. I went to Shize and promised to give him a thousand elite soldiers to take with him to Guihua City. I didn't expect that he and Yang Fan were young and didn't know the importance, so they wanted to take advantage of the situation. Get 10,000 elite soldiers and take them away directly. Unexpectedly, Donglin people seized the opportunity and teamed up with His Majesty to take away the elite soldiers, and also took the opportunity to find out the true identity of the Beijing camp. That's what happened." Zhang Weixian was so busy. said.
The people in Donglin are working to dismantle the border troops in the nine-border town. These border troops are actually controlled by the sons, grandsons and nephews of these distinguished nobles, or their disciples, domestic slaves, relatives and children.
Now Donglin has spent more than 40 years, starting with Sun Chengzong, to gradually get rid of Guan Ning's army. They still don't stop, and they actually want to rob the Beijing camp and the border army again. This is the rhythm that will completely defeat the nobles.
The nobles must not be able to surrender and must fight them to the end.
The struggle for military power is a life-and-death struggle. All means are used to the best of their ability. As long as they can win, there will be no bottom line.
Dong Lin took away Guan Ningjun's piece of cake, which had the largest military expenditure, making the nobles' jealous eyes stretch out their claws. Now these bastards are going even further and want to steal the rich and powerful people. It's really unbearable.
Only when I heard the British father explain this matter with my own ears today did I know the truth. After all, it was all speculation before.
Ordinarily, if Yang Fan and Dong Lin do not deal with each other, it is impossible for him to join Dong Lin to mess with the nobles. No matter how Yang Fan looked at it, it was in his interest to stand on Xungui's side.
Guo Peimin, Marquis of Wuding, scolded: "These two little bastards haven't even grown their hair yet, yet they know how to use a rake to scoop things into their arms. This is a cannon set up in front of the house. It's all about shooting in."
This is in line with the aggressive nature of the officials in the Ming Dynasty. They are all prodigal sons. Earn one thousand for yourself and let your family pay ten thousand.
Zhu Chunchen, Duke of Chengguo, laughed and scolded: "When you were young, you should have been less aggressive."
Guo Peimin blushed, nodded and said, "That's true."
This kind of bad thing was done by all these nobles when they were young. It's just that Zhang Shize is playing bigger. When they were young, each was a bastard than the other.
Lao Guo sighed with a sad face and said: "Now the capital camp has been taken back by His Majesty. We only have some soldiers and servants left in our hands, what should we do?"
They relied on empty wages to support their servants and soldiers. Now, His Majesty has reduced the number of elite troops in Beijing to 50,000 at once, and the rest have been cancelled. The Ministry of Household Affairs also has no way to continue allocating funds. They have no money left to support the remaining troops.
Of course they themselves have money, but they are not fools. How stupid it is to support the imperial army with their own money.
"This time we came to see everyone, mainly Yang Fan and Zhang Shize, two little bastards. They knew they were in trouble and were scared. They found a business to make some compensation for everyone." Zhang Weixian continued.
There was a buzz down there. What kind of business can be so big? The military expenditure of the Beijing camp is millions of taels a year. Second only to Guan Ningjun, although he often defaults on payment.
Zhang Zhiji lifted a kerosene lamp from the ground and placed it on the table. Said: "They invented a kind of lamp oil called kerosene, which is cheaper than rapeseed oil and even brighter than candles. Close the curtains."
Zhang Zhiji asked his soldiers to pull up the curtains on all sides, and suddenly the entire second floor was dark. The three layers of curtains blocked the light tightly, and it suddenly became invisible inside the room.
Everyone was stunned, not knowing what Zhang Zhiji was going to do.
At this time, there was only a clanging sound, and the British prince Zhang Weixian lit the fire with a zippo. A lighter has a very big flame, and Zippo has always been a lighter with a big flame. All three dukes were immediately illuminated.
Zhang Zhiji pushed back the glass cover of the kerosene lamp ninety degrees to expose the wick, and Zhang Weixian lit the wick with a lighter.
Suddenly a bright flame burned. Zhang Zhiji put the glass lampshade back. Use the knob to adjust the length of the wick, and the flame will suddenly become bigger. The brightness has also increased several times.
The room suddenly lit up.
All the nobles held their breath. The second floor was very large, and the aperture of the kerosene lamp could only illuminate the place where the dukes were sitting. However, this brightness far exceeds that of candles and vegetable oil lamps. It's no problem to light up a study room of ten square meters.
Although it is not as bright as the calcium carbide lamp sold in Xinghe Supermarket, it does not smell bad. Moreover, Yang Fan's calcium carbide lamp is too expensive. Even they feel the pain. That thing is burned every day, but I can't afford it.
