Rule the Ming Dynasty Alone

The moon is rising above the willow trees, and every household in Yongfang has already lit up their lights.

Since the emperor did not have a superstitious belief in the so-called Qingliu, he still relied on the two elders who were labeled as party-lovers. As a result, Wanfu and Liufu were crowded every night.

Yang Tinghe also only waited for a cup of tea in the Liu Mansion, so he took the initiative to say goodbye and leave. Behind him was Liu Zhong, a local magistrate and the right minister of the Ministry of Revenue.

When we met in the corridor, since I was much lower in rank than others, I took the initiative to be courteous.

Although I can no longer remember the name of the prefect, he was a Jinshi in the same 14th year of Chenghua as himself, and now he is the leader of the prefect.

As for Liu Zhong, the proud right minister of the household department, he is also of the same year as him. Last year, he was an inconspicuous Guangxi secretary wailang in the household department, but now he is a high-ranking third-rank right minister of the household department and the governor's grain reserve.

Just when he was still standing still at the eighth-grade Hanlin review position, someone who had obviously started worse than him had already moved ahead of him.

In particular, Liu Zhong, the right minister of the household department, was not worthy of carrying his shoes regardless of his background or fame, but now he could only look up to him.

When Yang Tinghe came out of Liu's Mansion, facing the night wind blowing in his face, he only felt depressed.

From being famous all over the world in the provincial examination at the age of twelve, to being valued by the father-in-law who was the Prime Minister of the Imperial College when he was admitted to the Imperial College, and then to being the second-class Jinshi in high school at the age of nineteen and being elected as a Shujishi, he is undoubtedly the real one from heaven. Proud son.

But ever since he entered officialdom, his life seemed to have been put on pause, and he wasted nine years in the Hanlin Academy.

Now that the road to promotion has been opened, in order to be able to control the court as an imperial master in the future, he has to continue to stay in the position of Hanlin review.

Although after the teacher's explanation, he knew that Wan An had good intentions, but thinking that he would continue to stay in the position of being reviewed by the eighth-rank Hanlin, his face felt dull.

Not to mention some prefects who had become governors in the same year, Liu Zhong, who entered the officialdom with him, was already a third-rank Minister of Household Affairs, while he was still the Hanlin Reviewer, the lowest official position in the Hanlin Academy.

But...he is the proud son of the emperor, how can he be inferior to someone like Liu Zhong who comes from a humble background?

"Master, the young lady knows that you will not eat here. Now she has made chicken soup in the house and is waiting for you to go back!" A servant came up and reported respectfully.

Yang Tinghe felt a surge of anger rushing into his heart, and he immediately uttered one word: "Get out!"

Although he knew that he was being trained as a future leader of the civil service group, he could not get a small Hanlin editor or Hanlin editor, which made him hate this unfair world at this moment.

He even felt disgusted with the headstrong emperor. He obviously just wanted to be a wise monarch and have a legitimate son with the queen in the harem, but in the end he had to act like this.

Talking about controlling salt, strengthening the army, and guarding against seizing the gates are all nonsense.

If you want to govern this country well and create a prosperous ZTE, you can only rely on their knowledgeable civil servants and reuse their proud sons who understand the way of sages.

If he continues to persist in this way, he will only become alienated from the civil servants. By then, the aloof emperor will be alone, and he will have to ask their civil servants to help clean up the mess.

Jiaofangsi, a nationally renowned brothel.

At night, the lights here are bright, and dignitaries and young people come one after another. The place is full of flowers, and the private rooms or the wine tables in the lobby are filled with the sounds of birdsong.

"Come! It's rare for Brother Jiefu to take the initiative to invite us. Our four horses in the capital will not come back tonight unless they are drunk!" Sun Gao raised the wine glass in his hand and said excitedly to his companions at the same table.

Xu Yuangai then picked up the wine glass and said harshly: "It's been a long time since we four horses in the capital got together. Whoever is not drunk tonight will be our grandson!"

"Can I still be afraid of your two grandsons? In terms of drinking capacity, the three of you combined are no match for me!" Zhu Qi hurriedly put down his chopsticks, looking very heroic.

No matter in the previous life or in the future life, there are all kinds of circles, and there are people who do good things and give them various names, and the four horses in the capital are famous for a while.

By chance, the four people met in the Imperial College and formed a small circle. They were even dubbed the "Four Horsemen of the Capital" by some troublemakers.

Sun Gao was the legitimate son of the Marquis of Huichang. Although he had the title of a relative, he was different from some relatives who had empty titles. Sun Gao's great-grandfather, Sun Jizong, once had the power to seize the throne, so he was in charge of heavy troops during the Yingzong period, and was once the admiral of the 12th Battalion during the Xianzong period.

Looking at the relatives of the Ming Dynasty, I am afraid that the only one who can control the entire Beijing army is the Marquis of Huichang. Therefore, this Marquis is not weaker than the ordinary Marquis of Wu.

Although Sun Gao's performance in the Imperial Academy was average, he was already outstanding among his relatives. In addition to his distinguished bloodline, he was selected as one of the Four Horsemen in the capital.

There were not many children of Wu Xun who could fight in the Ming Dynasty. Emperor Jianwen and Yingzong both lost their thrones because they believed in Wu Xun too much, but Funing Hou Zhu Yong was undoubtedly an exception.

Zhu Yong was originally an earl who inherited from his ancestors, but due to his meritorious service in leading the army to quell the first Jingxiang refugee uprising, he was promoted to the title of Marquis of Funing, demonstrating his military talents that surpassed other military honors.

Zhu Qi seemed to have inherited Zhu Yong's toughness. Although his performance in the Imperial College was mediocre, he could ride, shoot, and was a good fighter. Therefore, everyone believed that he could inherit Zhu Yong's mantle in the future, so he was selected as one of the Four Horsemen of the Capital. .

Although Xu Yuangai was not the son of a prince, his father Xu Pu was well-known as a scholar. He was known as a child prodigy since he was a child. His poems were once famous in the capital, and his grades in the Imperial College were very good.

At that time, Xu Yuangai was favored by Jijiu and Jiancheng of the Imperial College at that time, claiming that he had the talent to be the number one scholar.

As a member of the Xu family with a prominent family background, his talents were well-known in the capital, and he was highly praised by the Imperial Academy's Jijiu Festival, so he was naturally selected into the Four Horsemen of the capital.

Of course, "If you are young, you may not be better if you are older." This kind of thing happens to many people, and the imperial examination is indeed very random. Even Xu Wei, one of the three great talents of the Ming Dynasty, failed the provincial examination seven times.

As luck would have it, although Xu Yuangai had one of the Four Horsemen in the capital, he failed in many trials and finally had no choice but to enter the official position and became a seventh-grade Zhongshu Sheren.

Sun Gao deliberately curry favor with Yang Tinghe, who had a bright future, and immediately pointed to the empty cup that had just been drunk and said: "Miss Qingzhu, hurry up and fill it up for Master Yang, and I also wish Master Yang that he will be promoted!"

When the woman named Qingzhu learned that the young man she was accompanying turned out to be an official, her flirtatious eyes became a little more affectionate, so she picked up the wine flask and filled Yang Tinghe's empty glass with wine.

While pouring the wine, the fragrant body also deliberately rubbed against Yang Tinghe's body, determined to seduce this most elegant young man.

"Let's not talk about officialdom. We won't come home until we get drunk tonight!" Yang Tinghe heard "Step by Step" was clearly harsh, so he picked up his glass and stood up to warn.

Sun Gao and the other three exchanged glances silently. Even though they knew that Yang Tinghe had encountered something unsatisfactory in the officialdom, he was probably just trying to get drunk when he called them tonight.

Among their four heroes in the capital, although Yang Tinghe came from an official family and came from a wealthy Sichuan family, his family status was not on the same level as the three of them.

It's just that Yang Tinghe is indeed a genius. At the age of only nineteen, he has already entered the top two high schools, thus becoming a future leader cultivated by the civil service group.

Nowadays, the three of them are not as good as Yang Tinghe. If in time this one can enter the cabinet and become the prime minister, the three of them can inherit the father's career and become a noble or live a casual life.

That's why the three of them are more or less flattering, hoping to be taken care of in the future.

Xu Yuangai was the most frustrated one, but he comforted Yang Tinghe: "Brother Yang, my father also spent twenty years in the Hanlin Academy..."

"Shut up!" Yang Tinghe shouted when he heard that Xu Yuanguan, a idiot, wanted to talk to him about the tradition of seniority in the Imperial Academy.

The reason why he was so frustrated tonight was not entirely because Wan An wanted to continue to put himself on the eighth rank of Hanlin review, but because he was worried about his future.

This worry comes from Xu Yuangai's father, his father's mentor Xu Pu.

In the plan of their civil servant group, when the new king ascended the throne, he naturally wanted to reuse Xu Pu, the emperor's teacher, but the fact was exactly the opposite. Instead of reusing Xu Pu, the new king used him instead.

This time there was a vacancy in the Hanlin Academy, and it was Zhu Youtang who removed Xu Pu's Hanlin bachelor.

If I have endured decades of hard work and the new king turns against the emperor like Zhu Youtang did, wouldn't my forbearance be in vain? Couldn't he, the proud man of heaven, have wasted most of his life in vain?

Xu Yuanguan was immediately stunned, but he did not expect Yang Tinghe to treat him with such kindness.

"Okay, okay, let's not talk about officialdom! Brother Xu, don't mention it again!" Sun Gao winked at Xu Yuangai and hurriedly stood up to smooth things over.

Zhu Qi also didn't want to fall out with Yang Tinghe, so he hurriedly expressed his position: "Brother Jiefu, I'll do everything to you tonight!" After saying that, he said to the girl in purple on the other side: "What are you doing if you are still dazed, hurry up and give it to Yang The adults are picking up the food!”

When Yang Tinghe saw the chicken drumsticks brought to his mouth, he suddenly felt annoyed again.

"Master Yang, this pork belly is crispy and fragrant, please try it!" Miss Qingzhu noticed Yang Tinghe's reaction, and immediately picked up a piece of pork belly and said.

Yang Tinghe opened his mouth to eat the pork belly that was brought to his mouth. After chewing it for a few times, he found that it was indeed crispy and fragrant, and his depressed mood suddenly improved slightly.

Snapped!

Zhu Qi patted the fat arm of the beautiful girl next to him, and encouraged him proudly: "You also go over and feed Mr. Yang vegetables, but you are not allowed to use chopsticks!"

This girl looked like she was in her early twenties, but she was already well versed in this. She walked over with her big butt twisted, then hugged Yang Tinghe's neck and sat on Yang Tinghe's lap.

Under the stimulation of alcohol, Yang Tinghe also threw away the restraint he had always had, and when a girl came with meat on his lips, he greeted him without ceremony.

"Although the plum blossoms are beautiful, the waves are reflected on the creek bridge, the swallows are sentimental, and the empty-nest village shop, I think about it carefully. There are many beautiful and talented people in the world, but they can't make friends with each other..." Xu Yuangai tapped the bowl and plate with his chopsticks. It’s authentic for everyone’s enjoyment.

Sun Gao had already held a girl in his arms, but he said with a hint of drunkenness: "Your tune is so elegant, please listen to my eighteen touches..."

ah!

don't want!

do not come!

Several girls cooperated, and immediately fled in this small private room when faced with the rudeness of Sun Gao and others.

Yang Tinghe actually had the worst drinking capacity. After a few glasses of wine, and with girls frequently throwing themselves into his arms, it was here that he began to unleash his natural instincts.

For them, this is undoubtedly the real prosperous age. As for reform, it is just taking off your pants and farting, and strengthening the army is a waste of national funds.

It was late at night, and it was already past curfew.

As a state-owned enterprise, Jiaofangsi occupies a large area and has countless rooms. A large number of officials or nobles stay here every night.

Yang Tinghe and the other four people not only managed not to get drunk and never returned, but they were too drunk to return. However, they entered the room with the help of their respective girls, and then started crying again.

The next morning, the sun was shining brightly.

It was already the end of the show here, and while many people were still sleeping, a female corpse covered with white cloth was carried out from the Jiaofang Department, as if carrying an object away.

People from the Shuntian Prefecture came to investigate the crime scene. They originally wanted to carefully examine the body, but the middle-aged official who came in waved his hand and said: "Okay, that's it!"

"Li Guan, I haven't done an autopsy yet. This doesn't comply with the procedure!" Wu Zuo was surprised when he heard this.

Li Tuiguan has been in the officialdom for many years, but he glanced at the old man and said: "Thank you for staying in Shuntian Mansion for so many years. Some cases need to be investigated carefully, but some cases just need to go through the process! This is the instructions of Mr. Fu Yin , are you going to disobey Mr. Fu Yin?"

"You don't dare, so I'll report it by hanging myself!" Wuzuo learned that Mr. Fu Yin personally gave the explanation. He immediately knew that the case involved a big shot or a son of a big shot, so he hurriedly expressed his stance.

But the brighter the sun shines, the darker and darker its shadow becomes.

Forbidden City, Qianqing Palace.

Although Zhu Youtang lives in the center of the capital, the capital seems far away from him, and some people and things in particular seem to have nothing to do with him.

Since he made it clear that he wanted to punish the Wuxun Group, more and more corresponding information has been provided. Information about Wuxun and Wuxun's children will be sent to the front of the case from Dongchang.

Although people in later generations are very superstitious about Jin Yiwei, this agency has too many civilian officials and Wu Xun children. It is still very useful for monitoring the people of the capital, but it may not be so useful for investigating the Wu Xun Group.

"Your Majesty, an official prostitute died last night in the Jiaofang Division! The official prostitute's name was Lan Xiang. She was only seventeen years old. She took her posthumous title in the room of Zhu Lin, the grandson of Funing Hou Zhu Yong. After investigation by Dongchang, Chu Zuo has not yet started the autopsy. The case was hastily closed, so they secretly dispatched a corpse and found two strangulation marks on the neck of the deceased Xianglan!" Liu Jin was responsible for screening important information, and immediately read out the information about Zhu Yong's grandson Zhu Lin.

Zhu Youtang was dealing with the memorial. When he heard that such an outrageous thing had happened, he was surprised and said: "How dare Yin Shuntian be so childish? Who gave him the courage?"