Yingtiancheng was still so busy in the early morning. The vendors who got up early were pushing hot stoves, putting out sugar lotus porridge, tea egg steamed cakes, and pushing their feet. Those who worked hard to work were also squatting in the corner of the wall. Compared to the emperor's feet, the capital with a particularly strict feudal hierarchy was high and the emperor was far away. Jinling, which had an active commercial atmosphere, should be more energetic. But it was already yesterday's yellow flowers, guarding the stalls tiredly, and the vendors were lazy to shout. As for the strollers who worked, they even drooped their heads into their chests and didn't say a word.

The crowd who were traveling in a hurry was suppressed as if they were dead. The scene of the Great Depression was clearly visible from the crowd's expressions.

In a small stall, the sugar lotus porridge was already at the bottom, holding an empty bowl, but a scholar in his forties was stunned for a long time when he saw the Suzaku Square in front of him. His thick brows were frowning on his eyes, and his thin face was also full of wrinkles because of sorrow, and he had been silent for a long time.

The thief did not cross the south, the country was saved, and a group of corrupt officials and treacherous officials were left in the capital, and there were also many righteous people in the court, but why did it feel that it was getting worse and worse?

Although he was a scholar, Zhang Pu was still closer to the minority of Jiangnan towns. The commodity economy of Jiangnan towns where he lived was extremely sluggish. The first person to live was the first to feel uncomfortable. However, Mr. Ren Xue, who was full of knowledge, could not understand where the disadvantages of the Southern Ming Dynasty were. Is it really a treacherous minister in power?

To be honest, Ma Shiying, who was in charge at this time, did not do anything that made Shilin dislike the boiling fire except for appointing the eunuch Ruan Dacheng. Regardless of his conscription, increased commercial taxes, exempted farmers from taxes to calm down the government and the public, rectified the official system, and looked from the perspective of others, he might not be able to do better in this position, but why is the situation getting worse?

Maybe it’s really only to infer that Ma and Ruan have bad fortunes, and the traitor is angry with the traitor!

"This..., Master..."

"What's the matter?"

The hesitant call woke Zhang Pu up. He looked at the stall owner who was about to speak for two or three seconds in surprise. Then he suddenly came over. He watched him hold up this empty bowl for a long time, and he was afraid that he could not afford the money.

But this is also one of the manifestations of the decline of mountains and rivers. Not to mention the Ming Dynasty, which was as flashy as the bubble in the Wanli period, just over a year ago, scholars like him, or Taoist monks, would have no money to pay, and the stall owner would smile and not take any money. In their opinion, it was a great honor to entertain these people, but now, they are so nervous.

Putting down the bowl, taking out some more copper coins from his arms and putting them on the table. Zhang Pu nodded slightly, then suddenly stood up, and resolutely walked towards the Palace Square not far away.

Looking at the copper coins on the table, the stall owner couldn't help but show a sense of joy and gratitude, watching Zhang Pu's back. However, in just a moment, his eyes went from gratitude to surprise, and then to horror. In his sight, scholars wearing white scholar robes like Zhang Pu and graceful scholars were like mushrooms that had rained, and they emerged from nowhere, stacking layer by layer to the empty palace square.

The scholar's riot was an ominous sign! After being stunned for only a few seconds, the stall owner threw the charcoal fire in the stove directly to the ground. Before he even had time to extinguish the fire, he turned around and ran away with his simple belongings.

Not only him, the small market that finally had a little vitality also scattered.

...........

On the other end, the court.

In the mountains of the ministers, Emperor Hongguang Zhu Yousong dragged his heavy body as always, moving like a panda, and walked onto the dragon throne while yawning. Such a lazy emperor was very consistent with the Confucian disciple's philosophy of governing. Unfortunately, he could still sit down safely in peace, but in the dynasty when the dynasty was as dangerous as it was, he was so out of place.

"Report early if you have something to do, and leave the court if you have nothing to do!"

With the whisk raised, the eunuch Tian Cheng couldn't help but yawn. Recently, Zhu Yousong indulged in excessive lust. He didn't know who offered a folk remedy to boost aphrodisiacs. He had to follow the city to supervise the toad before dawn and rubbed the sleepy presbyopia eyes in secret. He shouted impatiently.

Just as he finished speaking, a response sounded at the same time.

"I have the foundation to report!"

Seeing Ma Shiying kneeling on the ground first, Zhu Yousong's fat face couldn't help but twitch slightly, and he nodded helplessly.

"What's wrong with Mr. Ma?"

"Your Majesty, the Left Wu Guard lacks 140,000 taels of silver. I would like to stop the construction of Changchun Garden and make up for the soldiers!"

When Zhu Yousong heard this, he was dissatisfied with his fat belly. He stood up and shouted in anger: "The wars in the north are flying, and the people are living in poverty. The Regent still has seven million taels of silver to build an Empire Square with Hangzhou, and the porcelain walls are paved with the walls. It is said that someone in Gong Qing's family owed silver there and was mounted on the wall. I am rich in Jiangnan, rich in resources and stable people. Why can't the cabinet build a garden of 200,000 taels?

To be honest, it is not only Zhu Yousong who was puzzled, but also all the civil and military officials of the Southern Ming Dynasty wondered, did Mao Jue’s family have a mine? Why did he spend so much money? His monthly income was as good as their hard work as he had been plundering for a year.

Of course, this statement cannot be told to the emperor in a true way. Ma Shiying kneeled straight and reported it vigorously.

"Your Majesty, Mao's extravagance and desire to take over, causing the people to live in poverty. It is the way to die! Mao's case, our dynasty should do the opposite, prepare for war, streamline governance, and hoard food and grass. Once there is a change in the north of the Yangtze River, it is the opportunity to restore the rivers and mountains and revive the Ming Dynasty!"

"I dare to ask your Majesty to let me agree!"

Qin Huier has three friends, and Ma Shiying's words were finalized. Ruan Dacheng and more than a dozen of his followers also knelt on the ground, kowtowed and asked, "Please allow him!"

"Forget it, if you say you don't practice it, you won't practice it!"

Now he doesn't have the same kindness as when he first ascended the throne. Zhu Yousong waved helplessly, which was a compromise with his ministers. Ma Shiying's slender face couldn't help but show a sense of joy, and he quickly knelt down and kowtowed.

"I thank you for your kindness!"

If everything goes well, this morning court should have come to an end in the harmony between the monarch and the ministers. But before the smile on Ma Shiying's face had fallen, a eunuch suddenly rushed in panting and suddenly broke into the palace gate, and kowtowed on the ground in panic.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! Something is wrong!"

"Chief Su Hu and thousands of scholars from Shaoxing in Jingyang gathered in front of the palace and rushed to the palace, shouting to kill evil spirits and clear the emperor's side!"

"What?"

Before his butt was hot, Zhu Yousong was panicked again so that he suddenly collapsed as if he had burned his butt. This was as big as Ma Shiying expected. Subconsciously, he looked at Qian Qianyi and the others sideways. However, except for Gong Dingzu, who had just been named by the emperor and lost face in front of the ministers, the remaining few Donglin Gan generals were all sank like water, which made him unable to help but feel sank.

Donglin has been planning this trip for a long time!

Not only Ma Shiying was frightened, but Ruan Dacheng was even more confused. The Qing Dynasty's biggest lie was probably the remnant of the eunuch party. At the first moment, he was frightened and roared loudly: "Zhang Pu!!!"

Then he knelt on the ground, Ruan Dacheng knelt on the ground with an ugly face and kowtowed and asked, "Your Majesty, there is no need to worry, but some deceased men gathered to cause trouble, trying to coerce the court and seize official positions! The leader of the people who were privately reunited, and the plot had been ill-intentioned for a long time. Now he captured and killed the head of the thief. The rest of them dispersed themselves. Please hand it over to the old minister for disposal!"

"Ruan Qing goes quickly! Go quickly!"

During this time, the palace could hear the angry roar of the scholars, and they were frightened toward a fat man of 300 pounds. Zhu Yousong waved his slap in a hurry.

He hurriedly went out, and amid the violent clamor of Ruan Dacheng, the Minister of War, a large number of palace guards rushed out in a hurry.

But at the entrance of the palace, there was another scene. In front of the Jinshui Bridge, tens of thousands of Jiangnan scholars and madmen rushed towards the palace gate, holding their fists high and shouting to kill the traitorous ministers. The excitement of the crowd was shocked by the heaven and earth, but facing them, the palace guards acted like weak sheep.

The row of spears in front covered their heads and formed a human wall, and they didn't even dare to fight back. The scholars kept beating each other, and they didn't dare to go out in the back. They directly closed the palace gate. Several imperial guards were so anxious that they carried their swords several times and wanted to go out. However, they were guarding against the thieves day and night, and a cripple was blocked in front of them every time.

Luo Zhen!

"Everyone, there are all scholars with fame and honor outside. Who knows which young master is from? There is that adult at home! If we rush out like this and cut off people, parents will ask in the future, will we still have a way out?"

Although it was an alarmist statement, he was right. The city gate was hidden. Listening to his stop, the other officers of the imperial guards were stunned. A bearded man couldn't help but ask in surprise: "But Shizi rebelled and attacked the palace gate. We just asked. When the above asked, wouldn't he still have to take care of him?"

"Mr. Li, haven't you rushed in yet? The scholars rebelled for ten years and failed. Some sour scholars made a fuss. If they couldn't make any major happen, they just let the civil servants in the court solve the problem themselves!"

"I'll take it if something really happens!"

The military people are really not good at playing with literati. Moreover, the Ming Dynasty has been focusing on literature and over military for 180 or 90 years, and the military officers have long lost the sense of responsibility they had when they founded. Since there are people who are taking responsibility, they are better off doing more than doing less. After Luo Zhen, the Erwuzi, they actually scattered birds and beasts, and it was time to smoke and play cards.

He watched his colleagues disperse with contempt, and then Luo Zhen's face turned gloomy and tilted his mouth.

"Go and close the Tsinghua Gate and Qing Gate!"

Under his command, amidst the creaking sound, several gates of the inner palace were also closed one after another. Under Ruan Dacheng's order, the inner palace imperial guards who were trying to wash away blood had just rushed out, but were locked in it by their own people.

Officers angrily knocked on the heavy wooden city gate, and the clanging sounds further aggravated the chaos.

In the Dezheng Hall, time passed by minute by minute. As the roar did not calm down, it became increasingly noisy. Whether Ma Shiying, Ruan Dacheng or other gangsters, big drops of sweat began to appear on their foreheads. Standing on their backs, Jiang Yueguang, Zhang Shenyan and others said that the so-called clear and righteous people could not help but show a sinister smile on their lips.
Chapter completed!