Volume 2: Soaring! The Overlord of the Region Chapter 228 Undercurrent Suggestions
When Spain in Europe kicked France and tore Britain apart on the battlefield, but because it was too strong, it was attacked by neighboring countries. On the second day of the first lunar month in 1614, the Ming Empire, Luoyang, Prince Fu's Palace.
"I pay my respects to the King and wish His Majesty a Happy New Year."
"Hahaha, congratulations. Oh, those beautiful maids that Boss Wang sent to me a few days ago are really good. I like them very much."
"As long as the king is satisfied, I will be relieved."
"Satisfied, of course I am satisfied, I am very satisfied. Boss Wang, how did you calculate the price? I will not be a scoundrel who oppresses innocent people."
"I still say the same thing. As long as the king is satisfied, I don't need anything else."
"Uh, haha, how can this be so embarrassing. Well, Boss Wang, I am just an idle prince. Apart from silver, I can't give you any benefits, so, name a price."
"Your Majesty, since you were enfeoffed in Luoyang, I have been your agent for purchasing various things. With your care over the years, my business has grown bigger and bigger, so I will not discuss money with you."
"Hmm? No money, okay? Then let's not talk about money. Boss Wang, what do you want to talk about? Women? Well, although my Ming Dynasty still nominally has only Yuegang as an external port in recent years, my nephew's fleet has long been sailing to various places in the Ming Dynasty. He should be able to buy a lot of women from overseas, right? Otherwise, Boss Wang, can you go to Songjiang Prefecture on my behalf and see if you can buy women from Japan, Korea or Siam there?"
"Your Majesty, be careful with your words. If such words were to spread, you might be impeached by the censors again. Please dismiss your attendants if you say such things."
"Oh, oh, you make sense." Zhu Changxun was less than 30 years old at this time, and his figure was still slightly fat, but overall he was quite agile. So he immediately jumped up and waved quickly at the palace maids and eunuchs serving in the room.
After everyone left and they were the only two people in the room, Zhu Changxun simply walked down from his seat and said, "Boss Wang, tell me now, are there any foreign women I can buy? Oh, when I read the records of the Tang Dynasty, there were Persian dancers who were so beautiful!"
"Haha." Boss Wang's eyes moved quickly. After perfunctorily chatting with Zhu Changxun about women for a while, Boss Wang changed the subject: "Your Majesty, I have been cared for by you for many years. I miss you so much, and I still hope that Your Majesty can do something besides playing."
"Hey~~" Zhu Changxun waved his hands impatiently and said, "Boss Wang, you are here again. According to the ancestral system of my Zhu family, the princes are just livestock that eat and wait to die. What can I do? Should I learn from the Prince of Han or the Prince of Ning? I don't want this Fu Prince to only have one generation!"
"Your Majesty, of course the King of Han and the King of Ning cannot learn from them. Because they do not have the support of the officials and the people of the world, but you are different now."
"Huh?" After staring at the other person warily for a while, Zhu Changxun silently took two steps back and put a certain distance between them: "Boss Wang, who is standing behind you?"
"As expected, the great sages have always said that the king is much wiser than Prince Huiren (Zhu Changluo)."
"All the great sages..." Zhu Changxun's tone quickly turned cold: "Are you not the great sages who would rather resign than let me be the crown prince?"
"Haha..." After two awkward dry laughs, Boss Wang took out a letter from his arms: "My lord, the past is in the past. People still need to look up and move forward."
After looking at the other person warily, Zhu Changxun tore open the envelope with a shaking hand.
The first part of the content of the letter was all old stuff: first, it explained why some people had obstructed Zhu Changxun from ascending the throne, and then pointed out that since Zhu Changluo's death, Zhu Youdong had become the regent. His Highness the Regent had done all kinds of perverse things, which had angered the whole country, and the overthrow of the Ming Dynasty was imminent. And because the emperor was old, he was deceived by Zhu Youdong, so that he turned a blind eye to his various rebellious behaviors... In short, the country was about to perish because of this mess. As the oldest surviving son of the current emperor, His Highness the Prince of Fu should shoulder the responsibility for the country.
The second half of the letter explained that if His Royal Highness Prince Fu was willing to consider the Ming Dynasty and the people of the world, then we would not shy away from the axe and serve His Royal Highness. And His Royal Highness did not have to worry about the army, as there would be people to do it. All you needed to do was to stand up bravely and march towards Beijing when things reached a critical moment.
Of course, there was no signature at the end of the letter - this was in line with the nature of those great sages.
"Hmm..." The corners of his mouth, which already had a double chin, curled up slightly: "Boss Wang, I really underestimated you."
"Your Majesty, what do you think? You just said that the princes of the Ming Dynasty can only eat and wait for death. But the emperor of the Ming Dynasty is the supreme ruler who speaks the law of heaven!"
The emperor of the Ming Dynasty cannot even change the crown prince, how can he be the supreme ruler?
After secretly complaining in his heart, Zhu Changxun continued to smile and said, "This matter is of great importance. Although Boss Wang often said some words to me in the past, I still need to think carefully about this matter today."
"Of course, I am here in Luoyang City waiting for the king's decision. If the king wants to tie me up and send me to the capital, I will accept it without any excuse. But I will also let the king know that there may be a big change in the capital in the next few days!"
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On the other side, thirty miles north of Beijing, near Honghezhuang, was the garrison of the 3000th Household of Henghaiwei.
"Zu Qianhu, have you thought it through?"
Looking at Wang Huazhen, the newly-appointed Jinshi last year, Zu Dashou, who was just 35 years old this year, was troubled.
"Captain Zu, look at yourself? In terms of age, you are the oldest among the five captains when Henghaiwei was first established. The others have the strongest strategies and the most refined martial arts... In the Battle of Sarhu, your military exploits were no less than those of Commander Cao. But after Commander Ma was promoted, the commander who took over was actually a jerk like Cao Wenzhao. A veteran general like you with a profound family background is still being held in the same position! I really feel sorry for you!"
"Mr. Wang, you are joking. Commander Cao is young and promising. I cannot compare to him."
"Captain Zu is really honest!" After casually praising him, Wang Huazhen approached again, his voice becoming even lower: "Captain Zu is a military commander, I wonder if you feel the same way as me? As for the competition among colleagues, generally speaking, old scholars in their 50s and 60s will not regard young scholars in their 20s and 30s as competitors. Similarly, a new scholar like me will only regard new scholars of similar age as competitors. The reason is very simple, age is here...
When Commander Ma took office, he was almost 40 years old, so he could treat all the thousand households equally. But what about now? The thousand households are already ten years older than Commander Cao, and now Commander Cao has taken the lead in his career. If I were Commander Cao, I would definitely be on guard against you in everything and try every way to suppress you! "
"...What exactly does Mr. Wang want me to do?"
"It's very simple, and there is no risk to the general. If there is any change in the palace, you can lead the army into the capital!"
