: Forced to Liangshan

If the Qinhuai River is a gentle town, then the Taoye Ferry is the brocade bed in the gentle town. The water on the pedestrian ferry is lingering, and the boat is sailing down the shore and the boat is on the shore; the return guests are competing for the ferry, and the singing boat is full of fat.

The restaurants and brothels are filled with music and singing, which makes pedestrians linger. The boats on the water are weaving, the lights are shining, and there are beautiful colors in the south of the Yangtze River in the pleasure boats. The top musicians make tourists feel intoxicated, and I don’t know what year tonight.

Although it was late, vendors on the pier were still yelling at the wine, cooked dishes and various snacks. This can be said to be the city's commercial and entertainment center.

Since the early years of Hongwu, Zhu Yuanzhang ordered the construction of Danyan, Qingqing, Chongze, Laibin and other 16th floors to store official prostitutes, Luan Tong has been accustomed to guests, famous prostitutes, and has been competing to show off their beauty. Jinling's Fengyue is full of feminine spirit, and famous non-commissioned officers and gentry who "don't forget to worry about the country when visiting prostitutes, and never forget to advocate for the country when they are worried about the country."

On the Danyan Building, Nanjing staff clerk Dai Xian frowned and said softly: "Mr. Wang, is Yang Ling willing to come?"

Wang Qiong smiled faintly after hearing this, and looked around everyone and said, "Today, there are six officials from Nanjing, the Imperial Envoy, the Chief Secretary, and the garrison camp who jointly invited him to the banquet. If he still had to act, it would be Yang Ling."

Since he was demoted from the capital, his hair and beards became paler and his face had more wrinkles, but his expression was more steady and firm than before. When he had always relied on the "moral ethics" that had never been detrimental to the point of death, and could not even get the response of most officials of the court, he realized that the collapse of rituals and music is no longer the ability to govern the country and safe the country and peace the world by relying solely on the teachings of the saints.

The person who sent to inquire about the news in Beijing has returned. Yang Ling has made friends with the powerful and nobles in the capital, the heroes, the ministers and the ministers of the capital, and he has already known about the private possession of goods for them. He heard that he has also transported back a large number of foreign ingenious things to offer to the emperor. Why should such a person be so treacherous?

As soon as this man established an internal factory, he began to make friends with powerful ministers and plunder money. He saw his methods in Jiangnan and the emperor. He was really ambitious. Those who accomplish great things do not care about small matters. For the sake of great righteousness, why cherish small righteousness? For the sake of the big self, why cherish small self? If he doesn't get rid of him now, when he is full of wings, then the situation will be gone.

It is a last resort to the power of the Dongchang, but if you want to avoid taking advantage of the situation, it will be unless the officials in the court play a leading role in the process of eliminating evil spirits.

But now all civil and military officials cannot work together. Many officials are still waiting and watching, including Grand Secretary Li, and their own strategies are on the verge of being forced to be fired. Since he heard people repay the situation in the middle of the capital, he decided to meet Yang Ling for a while, and now he has to put down the last weight on the balance.

Nanjing Censor Jiang Qin snorted unhappily and said coldly: "Does are different and do not plan for each other. Although Yang Ling has a high position and power, he holds the right to patrol Jiangnan, we should not pay attention to him. If it weren't for the sake of Mr. Wang, I would never have come."

Bo Yanhui, who was also the censor, gently pulled his clothes and said, "If you talk about justice, can you be as good as Shangshu Wang? If you talk about personal grudges, Lord Wang was not only demoted from the capital because of Yang Ling. His son was still killed because of Yang Ling. Don't he hate Yang Ling more than you and me? Now that the eunuchs are in chaos, the only one who can tell the emperor is Yang Ling. Wang Shangshu abandons his personal grievances and sets up wine to treat him, isn't it for the sake of Jiangshan Society and the people? You, how can you be so kind to the Lord Shangshu, what if you want to say nonsense?"

Jiang Qin groaned, and when everyone on the table was silent, he said softly: "That's the case, but I heard that the eunuch, known as the Eight Tigers, was originally the same party as Yang Ling, and even bewitched the emperor, was originally from Yang Ling. This matter has long been known in the capital. Lord Wang wants to persuade Yang Ling to eliminate the traitor, wouldn't he have a trick with the tiger?"

Bo Yanhui sighed and said, "Actually... I don't have any hope, let me do my best and leave my destiny."

"The imperial envoy, Lord Yang, is here!" Yang Ling climbed upstairs and glanced at him in a hurry, except for the Nanjing Governor Guard Pass, but he had four large tables. The official robe was clearly a shadow senior official at all levels of the government. He hurriedly smiled and clasped his fists and said, "You guys have been waiting for a long time. Yang is late, I'll forgive me for my crimes."

He was indeed a little late. After receiving a post from Wang Qiong to invite him to the banquet, Yang Ling really hesitated for a while. Wang Qiong was demoted because of him and lost his son. Whether it was public or private, it was a grudge like a sea. He asked himself to go to the banquet. Where did this happen?

Liu Biao was used to murder, framed, and clayed. His first idea was to never go. Wang Qiong clearly stated that this was a Hongmen Banquet. If the old guy made up his mind to die together, he might be ambushing people and cut the factory supervisor.

Wu Jie wanted to ask for a post, but when he saw a group of officials behind him, he couldn't guess Wang Qiong's intentions. Assassinating the imperial envoy in front of so many officials? Wang Qiong was not afraid of death, but murdering the imperial envoy was a serious crime to kill the nine clans. He dared? Unless he wanted to rebel.

Cheng Qiyun also couldn't figure out what Wang Qiong sold, but today's joint letter urged all the senior officials in Jinling. If Yang Ling didn't go, it would be equivalent to offending all the officials in Jinling. Yang Ling's future development focus was in the south. Except for the six ministries, these people were idle positions, and the other officials were in charge of real power in Nanzhili. How could they not go?

The last few people agreed to send the monk to the "Yanyu Tower" in advance, and thoroughly investigated inside and out, and confirmed that there was no ambush. Then, ten smart and capable people with high martial arts skills were sent to secretly take sharp swords, pretending to be sedan chairmen and follow him to the banquet.

The six ministries in the capital were headed by the Ministry of Personnel. The six ministries in Nanjing were all idle positions, so they had to be ranked according to their qualifications and prestige. Yang Ling was the imperial envoy, and Wang Qiongde was highly respected, so naturally the two of them were on the seat.

Yang Ling gritted his teeth and sat with Wang Qiong. Fortunately, the other officials of the ministry also knew about their personal grudges. When the banquet opened, they pulled Yang Ling to chat and discuss the matter.

These old men are well-read in poetry and books, and they are not as vulgar as ordinary people when they talk about their affairs. Although Wang Shangshu valued ethics the most, they valued the ethics of the court. Visiting prostitutes was a romantic event and did not damage personal morality. Lao Wang had five concubines himself, and the youngest was only twenty-two years old. They naturally did not care about it. This made the restrained atmosphere naturally clear.

Yang Ling didn't know Wang Qiong's intention, so he didn't dare to drink too much during the meal. When he was half drunk, Yang Ling said to the adults who were with the same place: "Yang went south this time just to deal with a small matter in the tax bureau. He didn't dare to bother you. Yesterday, he had agreed with Eunuch Feng, the governor of Nanjing, to send a candidate. He was about to return to the capital quietly recently, but he didn't want to work hard to come for a banquet in his busy schedule. Yang gave everyone another cup of wine."

Although most of the officials disdained him, the officialdom was like this, and they were indignant to their friends behind their backs. When they met, they were full of flowers. It was not easy for anyone to reach such a high position. How many celebrities are there in the past? When they saw Yang Ling, they raised their glasses and responded quickly.

Wang Qiong took a sip and smiled faintly: "My dear traveling south this time has been a perfect merit. He has impressed the three eunuchs in Jiangnan. The tax supervisor is the one in his pocket. If you have any government affairs, you can show your strength.

The Lord was originally very prestigious in the army. This time, Haining's resistance to the Japanese was like a generous gift from the Japanese. The regular army was defeated by the Japanese. Lord Yang relied on only a hundred times of guards to resist the thousands of troops, and became famous for a while and was a famous general of the Ming Dynasty.

In my opinion, it is not difficult for the adults to hold the world's troops and fight against the border and defend against the enemy in the future, and to take charge of the government and the power of the four barbarians. The future is limitless."

Yang Ling forced a smile and said lightly: "My lord praised it. Eliminating a few illegal eunuchs is not considered a political achievement. Besides, my Ming Dynasty tax is the 12th Regiment of the Capital. The inner factory's manuscripts originally came from the Shenji Camp, so it is naturally not difficult to deal with a group of Japanese pirates at sea."

As he said that, he looked at Wang Qiong deeply. Is Wang Qiong praising me? It seems that I am a wise man, but I am a ruling army and ruler, and I am a powerful person. Why do you think every sentence is thorny?

Wang Qiong laughed and said, "Mr. Yang is too humble. As a close minister of the emperor, he has such talent. What's the difficulty? But...", his eyes narrowed, his expression became cold, and he said solemnly: "The emperor is young. Recently, a group of slandered ministers in the court have charmed the emperor, causing the emperor to neglect government affairs and abandon his studies. All officials in the court are worried, and the people in the world are also volatile. Lord. Lord. What are the plans for this after returning to the capital?"

When he asked, he suddenly calmed down. Many people pricked up their ears and listened to Yang Ling's reply. When Yang Ling saw Wang Qiong's eyes were burning, he couldn't help but be stunned. Could it be that Wang Qiong abandoned his old grievances today, just hoping that I could persuade the emperor?

Yang Ling thought for a moment and said, "As a minister, Yang has the responsibility to persuade the emperor. After returning to the capital, Yang Ling should explain to the emperor and ask the emperor to pay more attention to the government."

Wang Qiong said coldly: "The six subjects and thirteen abilities, and even the three great masters of the cabinet have written a letter. How could they persuade the emperor to return to their hearts? A few insignificant eunuchs, with the authority of the master, can't they eradicate the treacherous and purify the king?"

Yang Ling was shocked when he heard such open and honest words. However, thinking about the censors and cabinet ministers bluntly demanding that the emperor kill Bahu in the memorials, and even secretly planning to kill himself, the powerful minister, to kill himself, it is not surprising that Wang Qiong dared to openly instigate himself to get rid of Bahu during the banquet.

If Wang Qiong's plan is followed, it is a secretly synthesized into the Qiyun Earthly Strategy, which is just more radical. However... he clearly remembers that Liu Jin and others have been in the history of glory. Can they kill them? And will civil and military officials give up the idea of ​​eliminating themselves?

His advanced insights and theories cannot be deluded to the understanding of those in power today. Since ancient times, they have been sympathetic in virtue, but they have few opponents who fight to the death for political views in the court? If the Eight Tigers are really killed, the emperor will have a rift. The hostile forces in the inner court have not been damaged at all, and those who hold power in the outer court are still resistance. At that time, it is difficult to make enemies from all sides and protect themselves.

Yang Ling smiled bitterly and said helplessly: "Sir, the emperor is young and it is natural to play. I think it is correct to guide the emperor to reduce the number of games. Besides, the state has national laws. How can Yang break into the palace to remove the Eight Tigers? Rebellion?"

Wang Qiong sneered and said, "What's the difficulty? A prisoner who was locked and handcuffed on a prison chair can be killed for intentional assassination of an official. He died openly and honestly, and there is no way for the adults to kill a few eunuchs?"

Yang Ling stood up suddenly, his face suddenly turned blue and white, and he only thought in his heart: "Is it because he saw the clues when I killed Wang Jinglong? No, no one knows his son, and his son is still the gentle scholar. Even if he can't get the evidence, he still believes that I designed to kill him."

Yang Ling said arduously: "What are you saying by Lord Wang? The Ministry of Justice has already made a conclusion on the death of Prince Ling. If Lord Ling and Prince Ling were not forced to each other, how could this be?"

The officials knew that Wang Qiong wanted to persuade Yang Ling to return to Beijing to eliminate the traitor. Although he felt that his thoughts were a bit naive, he really hoped that he would succeed. Unexpectedly, when Wang Qiong mentioned his son's death, he couldn't hold back so much.

The Minister of Works next to him had just stood up to persuade him, but Wang Qiong had slowly stood up and smiled gloomyly: "I didn't believe it yet. Now it seems that the rumors in Beijing that the Eight Tigers were instructed by you are indeed true, so you are naturally reluctant to get rid of your own eyes and ears!

You are young and playful? The emperor is the king of a country. How can you be like an ordinary family? You induce the emperor to like some tricks and tricks, which is obviously because of ulterior motives and ulterior motives. You, a treacherous minister, are you, and you are swearing to persuade all officials. Eliminate your treacherous and eight tigers together!"

Wang Qiong said as he flew up his palm, and a loud slap slapped Yang Ling hard on the face. The palm was so powerful that it knocked the official hat away, and the mat was in chaos.

The people who were persuading and schadenfighting were quarrels. The men who had been guarding downstairs heard the noise from the building and rushed up to force the two sides away. The censor Jiang Qin and others hurriedly accused Wang Qiong and dragged Wang Qiong away.

Dai Xian, Jiang Qin and others followed Wang Qiong's official sedan chair to the front of his mansion. Wang Qiong got off the sedan chair. It seemed that he was still angry. Seeing that several friends looked at him with great concern, he couldn't help laughing: "Don't worry, old friends, even if he is so good at Yang Ling, what can he do to me? Can he dare to kill me?"

Dai Xianqiang smiled and said, "What the old man said is that when Grand Secretary Li Dongyang used a horse whip to slap the princely relative of Zhenglongdi, Zhang Heling, the Marquis of Shouning, on the streets of the capital, he just...ah! I had known that I had advised Yang Ling to be kind, just to be a scam with the tiger, and I was so tired that I had made new grudges with him. If the right of this treacherous and slander was to take revenge, I would be really unprepared to it."

Wang Qiong laughed and said, "I am over 70 years old and my life has come to an end. Why don't you offend a powerful traitor? I'm afraid that he will do anything! Come on, let's go home and taste tea and write poems together."

Wang Qiong held Dai Xian, Jiang Qin, laughed at Bo Yanhui, and walked towards the door of the mansion. Four big red lanterns under the lintel were shining like daytime. When Jiang Qinfu looked up, he felt a black shadow passing by the corner of his eyes. With the sound of the wind, Wang Qiong beside him had already stopped.

Jiang Qin turned his head and saw Wang Qiong looking straight ahead, his muscles twitching slightly, and the turbid old eyes were reflected by the red light, and there seemed to be two flames burning in his eyes. In his throat... there was a black sharp arrow inserted into his throat.

Jiang Qin was stunned for a moment, and suddenly shouted in unison with Dai Xian: "Mr. Wang!......Mr. Wang? Catch the assassin, catch the assassin!"

Upon hearing the news, the guards rushed to the corner of the wall and drew their swords. The alley was empty and there was no trace of a person.

When Guan Shoujie and others saw that the banquet was so fussing today, they all felt that they were dull. Except for those who were familiar with each other or wanted to cling to Yangling, most of them said they were embarrassed to leave.

Although Yang Ling was young and energetic, Wu Jinglong was indeed the one who was trapped in a plan to kill him. Look at Wang Qiong's white hair, she was 70 years old. Although he was slapped by him, he had no idea of ​​revenge. But he had no face to stay here. Seeing that the guards and several officials were still persuading him, Yang Ling forced to smile and pay attention to them, so he hurried downstairs and returned home.

Wu Jie, Cheng Qiyun, and Liu Biao were waiting for him to hear from him in the hall. When he saw half of his cheeks coming back with swollen face, he was shocked. Gao Wenxin hurriedly ran out when he heard about it in the back hall. There was no ice in this weather, and he couldn't compress it coldly. In order to dissolve the swelling and stagnation as soon as possible, Gao Wenxin covered his face with a hot towel, gently resolving the bruises on his face. Look at her feeling distressed and angry. If it weren't for Wu Jie and others standing next to her, Wang Qiong would have been scolded by him.

The governor of the inner factory was slapped in public, but I was afraid that this matter would spread throughout Jiangnan tomorrow and then become a joke in the world. How could Wu Jie and Liu Biao, as top figures in the inner factory, not angry?

After Yang Ling finished speaking, they looked so angry that their faces turned pale. Just as they were about to comfort him, they saw Cheng Qiyun looking at him with a slight smile in her eyes. When she saw his eyes turn, she moved away. But her curling lips, which had no time to purse her back, still exposed her original intention.

Yang Ling couldn't help glaring at her when he saw it. Cheng Qiyun pursed her lips and said, "I hope this slap can awaken the prejudices of adults and people. If everyone can make sense of reason, then there will be less right and wrong in this world.

Which famous ministers who have wanted to have different achievements in ancient times have not suppressed their political enemies? Do they not want everyone to believe and support them before implementing their strategies? If they don’t want to, they can’t.

If you want to convince people with reason and virtue, you should just study at home honestly. If you don’t do things, some people will still not understand after talking for hundreds of years. Instead, you should try hard when you hold power. As long as you do it really works, people who don’t believe can slowly convince them. People who are still dissatisfied will have to obey the general trend. That’s enough.

Now it’s just a slap. With Miss Gao’s skill, it will disappear in one or two days. If you block the neck, what should you do? I hope you will think about it carefully.

Yang Ling smiled bitterly and said to himself: "Who am I? The court has no foundation, and the foreign ministers regard me as an alien. The inner court is intrigue and there is an emperor above. Can I do whatever I want? Create a special zone and speak with practice? There is no political soil at all. Use your best strategy unless I have the power to reshuffle the power of the court. How much movement is it?"

Before Yang Ling could answer, a "Little Red Riding Hood" rushed in at the door and said to Yang Ling: "Report to the factory governor, Lord Jinling Guardian Pass asks for your visit!"

Yang Ling was stunned when he heard this. Guan Jiangong was having a banquet with him just now, so what did he suddenly come to do?”

Yang Ling signaled Wu Jie and Cheng Qiyun, and the two of them knew how to avoid behind the screen. After a moment, the guards rushed over under the guidance of the monk. Just now, the general was still wearing silk shirts and casual clothes on the mat, but in this moment, he was wearing a helmet and armor, and was dressed neatly.

When Yang Ling saw that something big happened, he hurriedly went forward and said, "Mr. Guan, are you..."

When the guards saw him, they hurriedly gave a bow and said, "The guards are led by the guards, the five cities, the military commanders and the inspection commanders. They passed by your mansion, so they came to inform him in person. Wan, please restrain your subordinates and do not go out to the streets today."

Yang Ling asked in surprise: "The whole city of Dasuo? What happened?"

Guan Shoujie looked at him deeply and said softly: "Mr. Wang Qiong, the Minister of Rites, met an assassin when he returned home just now."

"What?" Yang Ling was confused and asked after a while: "Shangshu Wang...what is he now?"

Guan Shoujie lowered his eyelids and sighed softly, saying, "A single arrow pierces the throat! Lord Wang...he is already dead."

Guan Guard told something else, Yang Ling could no longer hear it, but the deep-sighted glance he had before leaving, piercing his heart like a needle. Wang Qiong was dead, but this imperial envoy who had previous grudges and new grudges came to Jinling. After a conflict with him, he died!

Wu Jie and Cheng Qiyun had already walked out of the screen and stood around him and looked at him. After a while, Yang Ling shouted loudly: "Zheng Baihu, ask him to come and see me."

Zheng Baihu walked into the hall and asked blankly: "Sir, what are your instructions?"

Yang Ling rushed over and grabbed his clothes, and said with a dark face: "Did you send someone to kill Wang Qiong?" Zheng Baihu was accompanying him to the "Danyanlou". Now that Wang Qiong is dead, it is probably because these soldiers who have vented their anger and assassinated Wang Qiong for him. This is too lawless.

Zheng Baihu was shocked and said in horror: "Wang Qiong is dead? How is this possible? He just now........., sir, Bei Zhi has been with you all the time. Without your orders, how dare Bei Zhi assassinate the ministers in the court? I have brought a total of ten people, and many of them are with you. Wang Qiong is definitely not killed by our people."

Yang Ling let go of his hand and said in a daze: "Who is it? Who wants to kill Wang Qiong?"

Cheng Qiyun had never seen his expression like this before. Although she knew his temper and dared to joke with him, she felt a little furious when she saw him. She hesitated for a moment before she whispered: "Sir, who wants to kill Wang Qiong, the Jinling Yamen will investigate it. It's not our business. When Wang Qiong dies, the news will be spread to Beijing immediately. What should we do? Sir, we must make a decision early now."

Yang Ling was shocked, yes, as soon as Wang Qiong died, all the officials who were still watching in the outer court would share the same hatred for the enemy. At this time, even if he had the talent of Su Qin, he could say that the sky was so scattered and the rivers flowed backwards, no one would believe it. Now all the retreat routes have been blocked, and there was no other way to go except the sword mountain.

So what if the Jinyiwei is right when Tongdong Factory is right? So what if the civil and military officials of the court are right? Is there still a way out now? I have to fight! I have to fight!
Chapter completed!