Jiangning.
The two of them rode the fastest express delivery in the Qing Dynasty, which was more urgent than the 600-mile express. The "immediate delivery" known as the "800-mile flight" rushed into the whole city of Jiangning like flying. The two riders had been "flying" for who knows how long. They were already covered in stinking sweat. The sweat on their faces was mixed with cement and dust, and they could be rubbed into a ball if they were scraped off.
In the past, such express delivery could not enter the gate of the Governor's Yamen. But today, as soon as they entered Mancheng, they were led by Duolong's confidant Goshiha, who had been waiting there for a long time, and flew directly into the Governor's Yamen and outside the Santang Gate inside the Yamen.
"Fei Zhe, the Emperor's Fei Zhe has arrived!"
The Goshha of Duolon shouted loudly while riding on horseback. Then I heard the voice of Governor Da Da coming from the three halls: "Quick, bring it quickly!"
A Duolong master trotted out with his robe in hand, took a bundle from the smelly "Fei Delivery", and then threw a small piece of silver to the "Fei Delivery": "This is a reward from the master who made the army." .”
Then, the master took the bundle and ran into the hall.
At this time, there was a small meeting in the three halls. Jieshu, Duolong, Echu, Mahu, Liang Huafeng, Shi Lang, Wang Zhongxiao, and Cao Xi were all there, and they were studying together how to catch the third prince Zhu. It was Wang Yongkang! How to ban "The World is Public"?
The former is easy to handle. Ma Hu said that his pacesetters are lurking outside the Humble Administrator's Garden and can attack at any time!
But the latter is not easy to deal with, because "Tianxia Weigong Lun" has been spread out a lot. How to strictly prohibit it? It’s impossible to search door to door!
Moreover, it is not appropriate for the Liangjiang Governor's Office to issue a notice telling the gentry and common people in Liangjiang and three provinces not to read "The World is Public" privately!
Originally, everyone didn't know that there was such a particularly anti-anti-book, but wouldn't everyone know about it with your announcement?
In addition, this anti-book has a backer!
That's Wu Sangui's counter-letter! Wu Sangui also has many party members leading troops in the southeast area. They are not afraid of the Literary Prison because they not only have anti-books, but also "anti-swords," "anti-guns," and "anti-artillery." The Literary Prison is ineffective against them.
By then, the scholars in Liangjiang and three provinces will all know that there are "especially anti" anti-books, and those military leaders with "anti-knives," "anti-guns," and "anti-artillery" will print and distribute the book "The World is Public" in large quantities. Didn't the notice from the Governor's Office of Liangjiang become a "reverse letter and forced recommendation"?
But I can't help but say that this book "The World is Public" is not good. This is not the "Ming History Case". There are more than 100 volumes of history books. Normal people will not read them at all. They only have to eat and have nothing to do. Only scholars will read it. The banning of "A Brief History of the Ming Dynasty" was actually to establish prestige for the imperial court and to intimidate Han scholars.
There are only four chapters in this "Tianxia Weigong Lun", "Yuanjun", "Yuanchen", "Yuanfa", and "Harada". There are not many words in the "Harada" chapter. The "Harada" chapter is still semi-vernacular. If you can read, you can understand.
And the content is to incite rebellion!
It is still a pure incitement, and it is a clear statement of true rebellion!
If this spreads, it might start a prairie fire!
So several people discussed it for several days, but they didn’t know what to do? We can only wait for Kangxi's "delivery", and today we are finally waiting.
"Multiple armies, what do you mean, Your Majesty?"
"Did the Emperor ask us to strictly prohibit "The World is Public"?"
"Multiple armies, please tell me."
As soon as Duolong took out Kangxi's imperial mail, several people in the third hall began to ask questions. They were also anxious!
If we really want to strictly prohibit it, it will not be a matter of confiscating homes, but rather confiscating the barracks of the Green Camp leaders who have a close relationship with Wu Sangui.
"The emperor didn't ask us to strictly prohibit it, he asked us." Duolong opened Kangxi's imperial mail and looked at it, and then froze after saying half a sentence.
Prince Kang Jieshu saw Duolong freeze and quickly asked: "What did the emperor want us to do?"
Only then did Duolong come to his senses and looked up at Prince Kang Jieshu: "The Emperor asked us to help Prince Zhu to print more of the "Harada" chapter in "The World is Public" and then distribute them to Liangjiang and three provinces!"
"What?"
"Your Majesty, this is..."
"The "Harada" chapter? Is it the one about dividing fields and dividing land?"
"High! High! It's too high, Your Majesty!"
Of course it was Wang Shikai who called the Emperor Shengming!
Because he already knew what Emperor Kangxi wanted to do?
And when he shouted, he attracted the doubtful eyes of others.
Of course, everyone is not doubting the emperor's sage or not, but they want to know where is the sage of this child emperor?
Wang Zhongxiao said loudly: "The emperor's intention is that we should let the landowners and gentry in Liangjiang and three provinces recognize the true face of Prince Zhu. This Prince Zhu is not with Emperor Sizong Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty. He is with Li Zicheng." of!
What he wants to do is what Li Zicheng wanted to do but failed! He distributed all the land in the world to the farmers who cultivated the fields. He wanted to rob the land of the gentry landowners! He is... a king of intruders! "
"That's right!" Ma Hu, the governor of Jiangsu, slapped his thigh and said, "Your Majesty is really a wise man. Didn't those Han gentry help the Qing Dynasty to wipe out the intruders because they were afraid that Li Zicheng would steal their money?" He paused. He asked again, "Controlling multiple armies, what else did the emperor say?"
Duolong said calmly: "Your Majesty asked us to arrest Wang Yongkang, the third false prince of Zhu, immediately!"
Ma Hu, the governor of Jiangsu, immediately responded: "If you have more troops, I will have people arrest you right away!"
Duolong said: "Remember, don't make too much noise, and catch them alive!"
"嗻!"
After Duolong gave the order, he turned back to Wang Zhongxiao and Shi Lang and said: "Shikai, Zunhou, the emperor asked you two to deal with that Wang Yongkang. If he is really the third prince Zhu, then this dynasty will still give preferential treatment to the heirs of Emperor Chongzhen!
If he is just a fake. Do you know what to do? "
what to do?
Shi Lang was stunned for a moment.
It's hard to say whether Wang Yongkang is really Prince Zhu San, but he should be Wu Sangui's son-in-law. If he died in his own hands, would he have to fight Wu Sangui to the end? Can’t I be the “Five Ministers” anymore?
"I know!" Wang Zhongxiao already had a positive answer at this time. He turned to look at Shi Lang and said, "Shi Junmen, the emperor has a decree for me!"
"Ah" Shi Lang immediately understood that he was not allowed to be the "Fifth Minister"! There's nothing we can do about it. So he hugged Wang Zhongxiao and said, "Wang Guard, without further ado, let's go to Suzhou as soon as possible!"
Wang Zhongxiao nodded, "Shi Junmen, let's leave tomorrow, okay?"
"OK!"
Following the labor chants of "Hey, hey, push harder", a long pole was inserted into the water, pressed into the mud at the bottom of the river, pushing a fully loaded canoe, meandering towards Traveling east, a shallow white wave stirred up on the extremely busy waterway between Fengqiao and Changmen, and a triangular flag with the word "grain" fluttered in the summer wind of Suzhou.
On the bow of this canal, a man and a woman stood side by side. The man was wearing a moon-white gown, holding a folding fan, shaking it gently, making him feel uncomfortable. It was the Prince of Yanping who liked to be cool the most, who was proposing to join the army. Chen Yonghua, the leader of Jiangnan branch of Tiandihui.
And that woman is Chang Mingyue, the peach blossom fairy who has been dating Chen Yonghua during this period. However, she had already taken off her Taoist attire and turned into a businesswoman. She stood next to Chen Yonghua, looking as if she was the young lady of that big merchant.
On both sides of this waterway, which is as busy as a waterway with boats coming and going, is a ten-mile long street known as "a place of first- and second-class wealth and romance in the world of mortals."
This ten-mile long street is not in Gusu City, but on both sides of a waterway outside Gusu City that connects Changmen and the Grand Canal in Gusu City. The waterway is in the middle of the long street. Beside the waterway are docks for loading and unloading goods. Outside the docks is a bustling market, with mountains of goods, pedestrians and water, and shop signs as bright as clouds. Above the waterway, there are countless stone arch bridges flying, and people are coming and going on the bridges, shoulder to shoulder, and bustling.
Although it was not the first time for Chen Yonghua to visit this prosperous place outside Gusu City, he still felt a little emotional standing on the bow of the boat. He sighed: "I never expected that there is such a prosperous and prosperous land in today's world. .”
Chang Mingyue, who was standing next to him, sighed: "There is only one place left in Gusu! The slave family heard from the elders in the family that Yangzhou used to be more prosperous than Gusu. Unfortunately, after the Ten Days Massacre, it was no longer as prosperous as before, and it has not been restored to this day. Vitality. In the city of Jinling, by the Qinhuai River, it was once a prosperous place of singing and dancing, but now it is no longer romantic."
Chen Yonghua sighed: "Actually, Yangzhou and Jinling are still good. After all, they still have some vitality. The ones that were really destroyed by the Tatars were Anping and Guangzhou. Anpingyuan in Quanzhou was the stronghold of the Zheng family. There were countless merchants and sails like clouds. , the shipping tax (protection fee) paid to the Zheng family every year amounted to millions. The Zheng family was really rich at that time! Anping at that time was really prosperous, but it was a pity that it was all destroyed by the Tatars into the hands of captives.
Guangzhou is even worse. It has been a maritime trade city for two thousand years and the most prosperous place in the south of the world. Not only were hundreds of thousands of people slaughtered by two old thieves, Shang Kexi and Geng Jimao, but they also implemented a maritime ban and relocation. The wealth at sea was cut off, and they were no longer as prosperous as before. "
Chang Mingyue sighed: "I wonder if we can see the peaceful and prosperous world again in this life?"
Chen Yonghua was full of confidence and his eyes were firm: "Yes! It must be possible!"
The two people were chatting happily when they were suddenly interrupted by a loud voice.
"Mr. Chen, Aunt Chang Xian, you two should stop talking about love. We are about to arrive at Changmen. We have packed a lot of treasures on this trip. We must not have any accidents?"
The speaker was a sturdy young man of seventeen or eighteen years old. He was Wang Zhongyi, Wang Zhongxiao's adopted brother.
He has now disguised himself and put on a sailor's shorts, revealing two thick arms. His skin is a bit dark, and at first glance he looks like a sailor who has been sailing all year round.
As the adopted son of Wang Fuchen, the adopted brother of Wang Zhongxiao, the founder of the Tiandi Society, and the confidant who hunted Obai together with Wang Fuchen, Wang Zhongxiao and his son, Wang Zhongxiao can be regarded as the most core member of the rebel group.
Moreover, he is still a very skilled person in Wang Fuchen's team. His nickname is "Wang Dapao". This is not just a random name, but he really knows how to fire a cannon!
His biological father was a gunner in Wang Fuchen's army. He had been following Wang Fuchen since Datong, and had been fighting in Burma. He died in Yunnan four years ago. But he taught his son before he died. Later, Wang Fuchen adopted Wang Dapao as his adopted son and asked him to learn from the senior gunners in Wu Sangui's army for several months.
But this was nothing. Later, Wang Zhongxiao himself took him under his wing. Just after Wang Fuchen was ordered to train at a small station, Wang Zhongxiao found a booklet called "The Art of Curved Fire and Artillery" from nowhere and passed it to him.
Yang Qilong also asked Yang Qilong to find a few old masters from Tianjin Wei who had cast cannons for the Ming Dynasty and were now working as coppersmiths and blacksmiths to help cast a few "curved cannons" that were short and thick and looked similar to "soup pots". ", let Wang Dapao and Wang Dapao's own apprentices (all young men from the Jingwu Sect) practice.
Later, Gunpowder Guo arrived at the small station, and Wang Zhongxiao asked Gunpowder Guo to create a batch of explosive bombs according to the drawings.
The "treasures" in Wang Dapao's words refer to two bronze mortars that can fire twelve kilograms of explosive bullets and dozens of explosive bullets equipped with wooden tail fins and wooden tube fuses.
Don't underestimate these two bronze mortars and dozens of explosive shells. This is firepower that the Third Prince Zhu has never had in history!
As long as these two bronze mortars can be transported into Suzhou Prefecture, the "Pingjiang Uprising" (Suzhou Prefecture, also known as Pingjiang Prefecture) will be lively!
"Don't worry, no one will stop us." Chen Yonghua smiled and patted the money bag hanging on his belt, "It's really hard to make money work. Don't we still have the token of the Ministry of Internal Affairs? In Suzhou City There is a Weaving Yamen in Suzhou, and the officers and soldiers guarding the Changmen know the origins of the Ministry of Internal Affairs."
When Chen Yonghua was talking, the canal boat he was riding on had already approached Changmen in the west of Suzhou City.
Outside the Changmen, a long queue of merchant ships has formed, all waiting to pay to enter the city. The long street outside the city gate is lined with shops and bustling, and there are also various kinds of food on the water. Small boats with awnings came and went.
Before entering the ancient city of Pingjiang, Chen Yonghua, Chang Mingyue and Wang Dapao could already feel the wealth and prosperity that hit them.
But at this moment, in this world-first and second-class wealthy and romantic place, probably few people would have thought that a riot that would shock the world was about to begin!
In Suzhou City, near Heshan Academy (Governor's Yamen), there is a commercial building that has just been bought by a businessman from Fujian at a high price. Wang Shiyuan, the third prince of Zhenzhu, was standing in front of a large bronze mirror, looking at his blurry image in the mirror - a man wearing khaki robes and a red hood on his head.
The so-called hood is a kind of hat that keeps out the cold and wind. It is longer at the back and draped on the back. This kind of hat was popular in the early Qing Dynasty because it could cover the braids. Those scholar-bureaucrats who were forced to have braids, but were unwilling to do so, liked to wear such hats the most. But Wang Shiyuan didn't like this kind of hat, nor did he like the rough-made and ugly-looking robe on his body.
"Isn't there something better?" Wang Shiyuan asked, "Prince Ming's python robe is much prettier than this. And this red hood is too ugly. Can it be replaced with a black gauze one?"
"Third Prince, don't choose." A bearded man with a Shaanxi accent stood next to Wang Shiyuan and said to him, "Yellow clothes and red scarves. This is the dress of the Red Scarf Army! Your ancestors back then Emperor Hongwu looked like this when he came to Jiangnan!"
The person who was talking nonsense with Wang Shiyuan was He Tianran (nicknamed Big Beard). He led about seventy dead men of the Tiandihui (all from Chen Yonghua and Chang Mingyue) to protect Wang Shiyuan and also pretended to be Cao merchants and Cao workers. To the city. He also moved into a business building that Chang Mingyue had someone buy that was very close to the Jiangsu Governor's Yamen - this was the headquarters of the "Pingjiang Mansion Riots".
The commander-in-chief of the "Pingjiang Mansion Riot" (the name of the Pingjiang Mansion Riot was of course given by Wang Shikai) was of course Chen Yonghua himself. As for Wang Shiyuan's task, he was to play himself (Prince Zhu San) after the riot started.
"Third Prince, you also have your royal flag. Hurry up and show it to the Third Prince!" He Tianran called two of his men to unfurl a freshly made yellow flag with words embroidered on it.
Wang Shiyuan looked back and muttered in a low voice: "Drive out the Tartars and restore China; equalize the land and create peace. Why is there no Ming Dynasty here?"
"Yes, yes, this flag is not completely finished yet, there is still a clear word in it." He Tianran said, "When the time comes, there will be a red flag from the Tiandihui and your Third Prince flag to go with us. Beat the Jiangsu Governor’s Yamen of Heshan Academy!”
"How many people are there?" Wang Shiyuan asked.
"There are seventy-two now!" He Tianran said, "Chen Canjun and Chang Xiangu will bring some more people in, and there will be about a hundred people by then. In addition, there will be two hundred people in the Humble Administrator's Garden."
"There are only three hundred people in total." Wang Shiyuan broke out in cold sweat on his forehead. "Can three hundred people capture the capital of Suzhou?"
In fact, there are no three hundred. The one hundred people here of Chen Yonghua and He Tianran are real. The 200 people on Wang Yongkang's side are completely empty.
"It shouldn't be possible." He Tianran said with a smile, "But it doesn't matter, we just need to make as much noise as possible in Suzhou City. We have to let everyone in the world know that the real Prince Zhu San is back. That's it. enough!"
"enough?"
Wang Shiyuan was doubtful.
"enough!"
Chen Yonghua's voice came from outside the door.
Wang Shiyuan looked back and saw a high-spirited leader of Chen Fen, Dabu Liuxing, walking in and solemnly said to Wang Shiyuan: "Your Highness, King Ding, what we want to do now is not a simple rebellion, but a revolution. Now Our top priority is not to capture a lot of territory, but to make all the knowledgeable people in the world know what we stand for, so that they can agree with what we stand for, support what we do, and stand with us.
As long as all the knowledgeable people in the world can join us, the Manchu Eight Banners soldiers will not be enough for us to fight. "
Looking at Chen Yonghua who was full of confidence, Prince Zhu was really speechless. What kind of knowledgeable person he was? Intelligent people are all gentry and landlords. Can they agree to equalize the land?
Just as he was thinking of this, a disciple of the Tiandihui came in like a fly and handed Chen Yonghua a piece of paper. Chen Yonghua took it and looked at it, then said in a deep tone to He Tianran: "Big beard, let everyone Come back and recharge your batteries. We’ll start tomorrow!”
(End of chapter)
