Chapter 253 Traitor, you are a traitor! (4400 votes plus update)

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Qian Qianyi is so disappointed!

He is such an upright gentleman, not afraid of the powerful, asking for orders for the people, daring to fight against treacherous ministers, and not compromising even if he is dismissed from his position and his status. Why did you accept a flatterer as your protégé? I also gave you a font name called "Grand Duke"...but you just thought about how to please the Crown Prince! You are trying to be a traitor!

"Brother Grand Duke has this idea. This time Enke will definitely get the top grade in high school!" Ji Kun spoke at this time and stabbed Grand Duke Luo angrily.

However, Grand Duke Luo looked proud, "Haha, if there really is a Yijia, he will live up to his mentor's teachings."

He wants to be a Jinshi or become an official. He almost goes crazy! Doesn't joining Qian Qianyi's disciples mean becoming an official? Now that the opportunity has come, what reason is there not to seize it? Why do you ask for orders for the people... Grand Duke Luo is already in his thirties, and he was not capable of doing such stupid things when he was eighteen years old?

Ji Kun snorted softly: "Brother, I'm afraid you haven't seen the true intentions of Prince Fujun yet, have you?"

Grand Duke Luo sneered: "Brother Chunfan, you are wrong. Although I am in the world, I still care about the world. Family affairs, national affairs, and world affairs are all matters of my heart!"

Our Prince Fujun has three motives, one is money; the other is land; the third is population! Since ancient times, all Mingjuns and Holy Lords must have these three things firmly in their hands! Without these three things, the country will be weak even if it is destroyed! "

Qian Qianyi nodded. Although this disciple was a little obsessed with officialdom, he still had good vision. If he becomes an official, he must be a powerful traitor! A hundred years from now, Liu Rushi and those incompetent descendants will be able to take care of them.

Ji Kun shook his head and said, "Brother Grand Duke, have you forgotten how the mine supervisor did evil things during the Wanli period?"

Grand Duke Luo smiled and said: "This time, Master Qiansui is much more ruthless than the old Emperor Shenzong! Brother Chunfan often tormented military officials in Yangzhou, right?"

Ji Kun sighed, "Brother, you are speaking sarcastically from the outside... You will know how powerful you are when he puts the blame on the civilian scholar-bureaucrats!"

He followed Zhang Shize in fighting corruption in Yangzhou for a month, and arrested almost all the officials of the Huaiyang Second Prefecture, including the commanders of the guards, Tongzhi, ministers, and governors. There were also many military and scholar-bureaucrats who suffered misfortune because of the crime of occupying military camps!

And Ji Kun, the Zuoban Supervisory Censor, was responsible for dealing with the military-registered officials - hundreds of scholars and scholars were removed from their titles by him, and many officials who were registered were arrested by him. For this reason, he also gained the notoriety of "King of Hell" and became the public enemy of Yangzhou Shilin!

In fact, he doesn't want to offend people like this, but there's nothing he can do! He was forced into that. Is this Zuoban Supervisory Censor easy to be? A bunch of hungry wolf-like censors from the right class were watching. If he dares to protect a military official and affects the management of the Huaiyang Eighth Guards Army, will those hungry wolves eat him alive?

Zhang Shize's men are all the sons of distinguished nobles and ministers who have lost their family fortunes and have nothing left! They all point to issuing a vote for the anti-corruption share, how dare Ji Kun stop him? Therefore, Ji Kunji Daju could only watch helplessly as his relatives in Yangzhou Wei lost the land that their ancestors had finally occupied!

Now he is too embarrassed to go back to his hometown in Yangzhou Wei...

What made Ji Kun grit his teeth the most was that Zhu Cixiang did not allow procuratorate officials below the imperial censor to change careers. In other words, unless Ji Kun resigns, he will have to work as a censor in the Procuratorate for the rest of his life!

If what happened to Huaiyang Second Mansion happened in the entire southeast, he would have to continue to offend people! This is actually the job of a cool official! Since ancient times, who has been a cruel official and ended up with a good end?

Qian Qianyi turned to look at Zheng Sen, "Damu, you and the prince are closest to each other, please tell us about it."

Zheng Sen smiled and said, "Teacher, do you know how many people Qiantose Master used to defeat the nobles and ministers of Nanjing?"

"How much?" Qian Qianyi asked.

"9,600 people," Zheng Sen said. "Although Chitose brought 20,000 people, he only used 4 infantry troops and 2 cavalry troops, a total of 9,600 people, to defeat the 60,000-strong army of Nanjing nobles and ministers. And only There were less than 30 casualties, of which only 12 were killed!”

"So powerful?"

"Why are Chitose's soldiers so good at fighting?"

Ji Kun and Grand Duke Luo both exclaimed. They were both scholars who did not understand military affairs. They thought that the Beijing Camp in the hands of Nanjing nobles could also be regarded as an army...

Qian Qianyi shook his head and said: "It's not that Qiantose's soldiers are more capable of fighting, but that the soldiers in Nanjing's camp are too useless!"

Zheng Sen smiled and said: "So the students support Senior Brother Grand Duke's opinion, we have to support Master Qiantose...and by the way, Senior Senior Brother Grand Duke can be promoted as the number one scholar!"

Grand Duke Luo immediately cast a grateful look at Zheng Sen... The number one scholar! If you can really succeed, you will be proud of your ancestors!

...

The Kou family on Chaoku Street is where Kou Baimen’s natal family is located. Kou Baimen's natal family has been prostitutes for generations, that is, they have opened brothels for generations!

The business is not small, but the social status is very low, so even if the Kou Baimen are perfect, they are not considered a good family. If you are not considered a good family, of course you will not have the chance to marry and become a big wife. The best destination is to be a concubine. Even if she is a concubine, she cannot compare with those from good families. Her status in the Funing Marquis was closer to that of a family concubine. To put it bluntly, she was Zhu Guobi's property.

Therefore, in order to survive, Zhu Guobi wrote her on the property list and dedicated it to Zhu Cihong, which was only normal.

And this list of betrayed Kou Baimen is now in front of Kou Baimen - it was brought by Zheng Sen, the son of the richest man in the Ming Dynasty.

Zheng Sen is the son of the richest man, so of course he is the target of prostitutes like the Kou family. When he expressed that he wanted to see Kou Baimen, Kou Baimen's father immediately invited Mr. Zheng into his daughter's boudoir.

Now the big tree of Funinghou has fallen... If we can catch up with the Zheng family in Anping and the Kou family in Chaoku Street, our prostitution business will be stable.

"How is the Marquis?" Kou Baimen's eyes were red, and there were tears on his cheeks. It was distressing to see, but when she opened her mouth, she still asked with concern about Zhu Guobi who betrayed her.

"He is now the chief culprit of the eunuch party. He is lucky to survive..." Zheng Sen looked at Kou Baimen and thought to himself: What a good woman!

He paused and said, "Although Marquis Funing listed you on the list, the deed of sale was not taken from his house. If you don't recognize it, I can go and talk to Master Qiantose."

During this period, Zheng Sen was also one of the talented people in Jinling, and of course he was a fan of the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai... Of course he was willing to win over the goddess in his heart.

Kou Baimen smiled sadly: "Of course there is no selling contract. The Kou family has not yet reached the point of selling their daughter."

"Oh." Zheng Sen smiled, "That's good, I'll go talk to Master Qiantose."

"But the slave family is indeed the property of the Marquis, how can you deny it?" Kou Baimen said, "Since the Marquis has dedicated the slave family, the slave family must recognize it... Mr. Zheng, I wonder what Qiansui Master is going to do. Send a slave to the slave family? You won’t want the slave family to enter the palace, right?"

Entering the palace? You are so beautiful! Zheng Senxin said: He wants to give you to some vulgar warrior who has no wife! Fortunately, I, the young master, cares about the beauty...but I can't take you as my concubine, because you are the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai, and you are of great use!

Zheng Sen smiled and said: "Qian Sui is not a lecherous person, so he will not call you into the palace, so I will let you handle it by yourself."

Will I be your concubine? Kou Baimen looked at Zheng Sen. He was not as good looking as Zhu Guobi, but he was young and rich, so he was pretty good...

"I want this girl to be a bridge!" Zheng Sen continued.

"Bridge?" Kou Baimen blinked his red eyes, what kind of game is this? Did Zheng Sen learn it from Japan?

"Girl Baimen is one of the Eight Beauties," Zheng Sen said, "and she is also young. She is only 19 years old this year. It would be a pity to retire like this."

Kou Baimen is the youngest among the Eight Beauties of Qinhuai. He entered the Funing Marquis Mansion at the age of 17 and is only 19 years old this year.

Now the elders among the Eight Beauties have retired. If the 19-year-old Kou Baimen is willing to come out, she will be the number one beauty in Qinhuai!

Kou Baimen looked at Zheng Sen, confused, "Master Zheng means..."

"I want Miss Baimen to come out and become the most beautiful girl in Qinhuai!"

What? Kou Baimen is stupid, isn't your family a pirate? When did the kiln open? This brothel doesn't have as much money as the pirates...

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