Wang Zhixin carefully opened the lid of the wooden box and looked carefully in the candlelight in the room.
There was only one piece of clothing in the box.
Because the clothes are folded, the overall outline cannot be seen clearly.
But from the exposed part we can see that the clothes are bright yellow, and the main material is silk, supplemented by satin, gauze and gauze.
There is a dragon embroidered on it.
The lower part of the dragon is decorated with patterns of Longevity Mountain and Sea of Fortune, Eight Auspicious Symbols, fire beads and flowing clouds.
Seeing this, Wang Zhixin stood there like a log.
Because this is not an ordinary piece of clothing, but the dragon robe of the emperor.
(The dragon robe cannot be folded for storage. It is folded here for plot reasons.)
Wang Zhixin couldn't believe his eyes.
He closed the lid of the box and opened it again.
The result was still the dragon robe.
Wang Zhixin was confused at first, then somewhat collapsed.
The dragon robe can appear anywhere, except in his room.
If this were discovered by others, his entire clan would be in danger.
"No, we have to take it away quickly!" Wang Zhixin stood up and walked out holding the box.
When he reached the door, he stopped again.
Because Wang Zhixin remembered Chongzhen's order again.
Give this dragon robe to the right person at the right time.
The right time has come, so who is the right person?
First of all, it is certain.
No matter who that person is, he will never be his King's Heart.
There is no doubt about this.
So...who would be the right person?
Throughout the Ming Dynasty, no one except the current emperor is qualified to wear the dragon robe.
But this task was assigned to him by Chongzhen, so Chongzhen was also excluded.
Wang Zhixin began to analyze: "Your Majesty is legitimate to wear the dragon robe, but others wearing the dragon robe means rebellion... According to the recent changes in the situation in the capital and Nanjing, many people have the idea of rebellion."
"Nanjing nobles, Nanjing Donglin Party, Zheng Zhilong of Fujian..."
"Whether you are a noble or a member of the Donglin Party, rebellion under any name is not justified. The only person who can justifiably rebel seems to be the crown prince..."
"That's not right. The prince's rebellion is not justified."
Wang Zhixin thought for a while but still had no clue.
In order to find that person as soon as possible, Wang Zhixin decided to change his thinking and start from Chongzhen's needs.
What were the needs of Ming Emperor Chongzhen?
One word: money!
How to make money?
Of course it was robbed.
Whose money are you robbing?
We will take money from whoever has money.
So...who has the money?
Jiangnan gentry!
Thinking of this, Wang Zhixin's thoughts became much smoother.
He stood at the door, stretched, and continued thinking.
The simplest and most effective way to rob money from the gentry in Jiangnan is to start a war.
The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty certainly could not initiate a war, so someone needed to take the initiative to provoke a war, and then the emperor would put down the rebellion.
Zheng Zhilong, Xu Wenjue and others do have certain strength.
But they can only launch rebellions, not large-scale wars.
In the current Ming Dynasty, only two people have the ability to start a war.
One is the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and the other is the Crown Prince of the Ming Dynasty.
In summary...
This dragon robe is prepared for the prince.
After coming to this conclusion, Wang Zhixin's legs went weak and he almost fell to the ground.
Was that a dragon robe he gave?
It's life that is lost.
Once the dragon robe is given to the prince, he is likely to die.
If the prince died, he would not be able to survive.
But if he doesn't send it, it will delay Chongzhen's important affairs and he will die a miserable death.
Thinking of this, Wang Zhixin began to feel fear.
He was terrified of both his own fate and Chongzhen's methods.
To be on the safe side, Wang Zhixin sat by the stove and thought about it three times.
After confirming that the target was the prince, Wang Zhixin took a deep breath and stood up.
He originally wanted to "give" the box and the dragon robe to the prince together.
But the prince had seen the box.
As soon as he was sent over, the prince would send people to capture him and chop him into meat paste.
But if the box is not used, the snow will melt into water and get the dragon robe wet.
After searching for a long time, he found a small box two feet long.
Wang Zhixin carefully put the dragon robe into the box, wrapped the box with a bed sheet, and then carried the box to the door.
He first looked out through the crack in the door for a long time, and only after making sure that there was no one there did he carry the box out.
At this time, the snow outside was getting heavier.
The cold wind wrapped in snowflakes blew on my face, it was cold and painful.
Wang Zhixin didn't feel anything, because he was so nervous that he forgot everything.
In order not to attract attention.
He rode into the city on horseback as before and stayed in a yard he had rented in advance.
Not long after, some of his friends came to visit him and asked, "Eunuch Wang, where are we going to drink today?"
"I'm not going anywhere. I'm just drinking at home."
"Okay, I'll ask the chef from Zuixianju to come to your house and cook."
The room soon filled up and people began drinking.
After drinking until midnight, everyone dispersed.
Wang Zhixin also lay on the bed and began to pretend to sleep.
In the second half of the night, Wang Zhixin came out of the yard carrying a box.
The snow is still falling and it won't stop any time soon.
Wang Zhixin calmed himself down, put on his hat and walked towards the gate of Nanjing Imperial City while carrying the box.
It was cold outside and the snow was flying.
Not to mention patrolling soldiers, I didn't even meet a night watchman on the road.
The Nanjing Imperial City has four gates.
They are Dong'anmen in the east, Xi'anmen in the west, Bei'anmen in the north and Chengtianmen in the south.
When they arrived near Xi'an Gate, Wang Zhixin hid in the dark and observed for a while.
After making sure that there was no one nearby, he placed the box right in the middle of the city gate and turned and ran.
The reason for using this method to "give" the dragon robe was the result of Wang Zhixin's comprehensive consideration.
He had to ensure his own safety first, and achieve Chongzhen's goal second.
What was Chongzhen’s purpose?
Let the prince have a dragon robe?
No!
It was to let the people of Nanjing know that the Crown Prince Zhu Cilang of the Ming Dynasty had the dragon robe.
As a result, the prince had no choice but to rebel.
Even if he doesn't rebel, the people around him will instigate him to rebel.
Because if you don’t resist you will die!
Especially Ni Yuanlu.
As the prince's teacher, he actually taught the prince to wear a dragon robe.
If we investigate further, how can he be innocent?
After this series of operations, Chongzhen achieved the following goals.
Zheng Zhilong of Fujian colluded with the enemy and engaged in smuggling. If he did not rebel, he would be killed.
The nobles in Nanjing privately minted the Ming Dynasty's Yuanbao, and if they did not resist, they would be killed.
The Donglin Party in Nanjing was mired in the quagmire of replacing the crown prince and factional struggles. Once the crown prince was deposed, they would face a dead end.
The prince was entangled in the dragon robe and was faced with a difficult choice.
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