Chapter 420: Civil strife breaks out again
"Who is outside wanting to complain?" Zhao Xiaofei asked.
"Your Highness, it's a Han Chinese woman. She heard that she was a slave in the Jianlu Eight Banners family, and she wants to sue," the personal soldier stammered.
"Hurry up and say it, don't hesitate!" Zhao Xiaofei said impatiently.
"Yes, the prince's woman sued Lord Shi Lang! She said that he killed innocent people indiscriminately and even spared women and children!" said the personal soldier.
"Bring that woman up!" said Zhao Xiaofei.
After a while, a guard led a woman to Zhao Xiaofei. When she saw Zhao Xiaofei, she knelt down and said, "Your servant greets the prince! Please save my master and the young master!"
Zhao Xiaofei glanced at the woman coldly and asked, "Master? Who is your master? Are you used to being a slave?"
"Your Highness! I know a truth: evil will be punished and good will be rewarded. My master has always believed in Buddhism and never kills. He treats his servants kindly and never beats or scolds them. Does such a person have to suffer torture? Please show mercy, Your Highness, and give my master a way to live! Please, Your Highness!" The woman kowtowed to Zhao Xiaofei after she said this.
"Hmph! Even if she is as you said, this Jianlu woman is kind-hearted. But where does her wealth and glory come from? Isn't it because her man killed and robbed us Han people outside? Plead for them? You are so used to being a slave that you have no spine! Come here!" After Zhao Xiaofei finished speaking, two personal guards came over and half-knelt to salute.
"You two, bring here the master and young mistress she mentioned. I want to see them!" Zhao Xiaofei said. The two guards immediately left to do the job. Seeing this, the woman immediately kowtowed and said, "Thank you, Your Highness! Thank you, Your Highness!"
The woman knelt on the ground and waited. Zhao Xiaokun didn't care about these trivial matters, so he asked, "Don't you think there's something wrong with Jiang Xiaomei?"
"No! What's wrong, brother?" Zhao Xiaofei asked.
"I always feel that Jiang Xiaomei is weird and different from before?" Zhao Xiaokun said.
"Why is it different? Why didn't I notice it?" Zhao Xiaofei asked.
"Although I have never met her, she used to be a very homesick person. Now that you haven't asked me to take her back to modern times for such a long time, don't you think there is a problem?" Zhao Xiaofei asked back.
"No! She has just come out of depression and has something to do now. Of course, things will be different from before!" said Zhao Xiaofei.
As the two brothers were talking about this, two of their personal guards actually brought over a Jianlu woman. The woman had disheveled hair and a hollow look in her eyes, and she was holding a child in her arms.
"Master! You have suffered! I will rescue you!" The woman cried while hugging the Jianlu woman.
Zhao Xiaofei glanced at the Jianlu woman in front of him and said coldly, "Send them and their child on their way!"
The woman suddenly stopped crying when she heard this. She stared at Zhao Xiaofei with wide eyes and asked, "Prince, why? Please! Please! Give them a chance to live!"
"The child in her arms is dead, and she has been traumatized. She won't live long! It is merciful of the prince to send them on their way!" said a personal soldier to the woman.
When the woman heard this, she glanced at the child in her master's arms. Sure enough, the little master in her arms had already stopped moving.
"Your Highness! Please have some mercy on me! Let me take her away! Let's find a deserted place, hide our identities, and never worry about worldly affairs again." The woman said crying.
"You woman, you're truly a natural born slave!" Zhao Xiaofei said to the guards beside him, "Just watch her and let her personally send her former master off. Do you understand?"
"It's the prince!" said the guard.
"No! Why? Your Highness, I can't do it, I can't do it!" the woman cried loudly.
"Only if you kill her with your own hands can you get rid of your slave nature! Take her away and do it in front of those suffering Han people!" Zhao Xiaofei waved his hand impatiently.
"No! No! Please, Your Highness!" The woman was dragged away by the guards, and the Jianlu woman followed her like a walking corpse.
Seeing them leave, Zhao Xiaokun said, "This woman has been here for too long. She wishes she had been born here. Can you change her servile nature like this?"
"Whether it can be changed or not is not important. The important thing is that I want to let these Han people see it through this matter, and by the way, stimulate their bloodiness!" said Zhao Xiaofei.
"Good! There has been progress!" said Zhao Xiaokun.
In the capital, Jiang Xiaomei was in her own yard, looking at the calligraphy, paintings, and jades placed in front of her, playing with each piece.
She was very excited, and the corners of her mouth kept curling up. At this time, a woman came to her side and saluted and said, "Miss, I heard that the prince has captured Shengjing. Shi Lang and Wu Sangui have pursued them to Hetuala, the stronghold of the Jianlu!"
Jiang Xiaomei turned around and looked at her and said, "That's right! You can ask the princess to give Zhao Xiaokun the title of prince! Oh, and decorate this house nicely. When Prince Li comes back, I'll give him a nice banquet!"
"Yes! I'll prepare it right away!" said the woman.
"No rush! Even if they return to the capital, it will take several months! You should choose carefully!" Jiang Xiaomei said.
In the Forbidden City, Kunxing saw the good news and happily announced that she was ready to offer sacrifices to heaven and pray. She would wear the crown and robes to inform her ancestors.
"What! How could she do this? What is she going to do?" Ni Yuanlu was so angry that he slammed the table when he heard the news.
"She can now use the power of victory to take sole control of the government, and even ask all officials to recommend her to take the title of emperor!" Yang Tianhe said.
"She dare not. The capital is short of troops now, and Zhao Xiaofei's Ke Nan Army has not returned. She dare not do this. Grind the ink for me immediately. I want to write a few letters." Ni Yuanlu said.
"Master, what are you going to do?" Yang Tianhe asked.
"Contact the south, it seems that the Ming Dynasty can no longer be stable!" Ni Yuanlu sighed.
"This?" Yang Tianhe hesitated and tried to persuade him, but Ni Yuanlu looked at him and said, "I know what you want to say. If the princess becomes the empress, the Ming Dynasty's bloodline may be in jeopardy! Don't think I'm senile. Princess Kunxing may very well let her son take the throne! Then the Ming Dynasty will no longer be named Zhu but Zhao! Do you want to be a sinner for the Ming Dynasty?"
"I, I, I" Yang Tian talked to me for a long time but couldn't make out anything.
"You should take advantage of these few days to leave the capital! I am alone in the capital. I am old and I won't live for many more days." After saying this, Ni Yuanlu sat down dejectedly.
A few days later, at the imperial court, Yang Tianhe and several other officials claimed to be ill and did not attend. Princess Kunxing, who was sitting behind the pearl curtain, did not say anything. As soon as the court was over, Jiang Xiaomei came over and said, "Princess, Yang Tianhe and the others ran away!"
Princess Kunxing was not surprised but asked calmly, "Why didn't Ni Yuanlu run away?"
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