RPAGF Chapter 383 Rebellion for Amnesty
Chapter 383 Rebellion for Amnesty
Chapter 383 Rebellion for Amnesty
“When barbarians enter China, we become Chinese; when Chinese enter barbarians, we become barbarians. I originally thought that we should have the Ming and Qing negotiate peace, because only peace can lead to development! We should organize a joint raiding fleet to raid Japan, Europe… and all over the world. What’s wrong with that?” Wang Wenzhou cursed. “That idiot Zhu Youjian has no desire to negotiate peace now that he has money! I can’t persuade him!”
Dorgon smiled wryly. Wang Wenzhou, that drunkard, would talk a lot when he drank, and almost all of it was nonsense.
"Brother, do you mean to transport grain to Liaodong by boat?" Dorgon asked.
“Yes!” Wang Wenzhou nodded and said, “Find a place in your territory, build a shipyard, and I will provide the blueprints and send craftsmen to build the ships. Let me make this clear first, I have no money! If you want grain, you have to build the ships, and once they are built, they will all be mine!”
"Very well! We'll do as you wish, my worthy brother." Dorgon nodded with a wry smile. After all, I'm the one who needs your help!
Liu Rushi pushed open the door and entered the room. She smelled the alcohol on Wang Wenzhou and coldly reprimanded him, "You're still recovering from your serious injuries, why are you drinking again?"
"Ruru, Ruru, I'm thirsty and haven't found any water. I promise I won't drink alcohol until my injury heals!" Wang Wenzhou said hurriedly.
"Please, young master!" Liu Rushi gestured for him to come, then said curtly, "Please don't come here again. You are not welcome in our Zhongyi Duke's Mansion!"
"Ahem..." Dorgon was quite embarrassed. China is a land of etiquette, and it is customary to serve tea and see guests off. Liu Rushi's actions were practically telling him to get lost!
"Little Gun, I won't see you off!" Wang Wenzhou said with a smile.
"Brother, what about what we just discussed?" Dorgon was afraid that Wang Wenzhou was easily swayed and would change his mind after being scolded by Liu Rushi.
Wang Wenzhou laughed and said, "Little Gun, don't worry, I'm the kind of guy who pees standing up, and I mean what I say!"
"Brother, I'll take my leave now!" Dorgon led Mu Yiyun out of the room.
"Wang Wenzhou!" Liu Rushi said angrily, "Don't you think there aren't enough impeachments against you already?"
Hearing Liu Rushi's furious outburst from inside the room, Dorgon shook his head with a wry smile and said softly, "Mu Yiyun, you have to work harder! Why hasn't Wang Wenzhou married you yet after all this time?"
Mu Yiyun quickly replied, "Your Highness, please rest assured, I will certainly not let you down."
"Ah..." Dorgon sighed softly, muttering to himself, "When I read 'Romance of the Three Kingdoms' and came across Liu Bei's three visits to Zhuge Liang's thatched cottage, I was young then and couldn't understand why Liu Bei would treat a country bumpkin with such respect and even humility. Now I understand. Some people, like Wang Wenzhou, are exceptionally talented. Having one of them is worth more than ten thousand iron cavalry."
Mu Yiyun really didn't understand. Wang Wenzhou had just been talking nonsense while drunk, so why did the prince have such a high opinion of him?
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A month later, although Wang Wenzhou's injuries had not yet healed, his physical condition was basically fine. These days, he had been kept at home like a pig by the babies. Not only could he not go out to pick up girls, but he was also not allowed to drink alcohol or have sex... Wang Wenzhou felt that this kind of life was simply like being in prison.
So Wang Wenzhou, under the pretext of the tense situation in the Northwest, persuaded the children to agree to his departure to the Northwest to supervise the army.
Zhu Youjian, true to his word, led all the civil and military officials to respectfully see Wang Wenzhou off as he left the capital. The officials present were all dumbfounded; this wasn't just seeing off a military supervisor, it was practically a farewell to their own father!
Zhu Youjian handed the imperial sword to Wang Wenzhou and solemnly said, "Boxin, I entrust the affairs of the Northwest to you. The generals in charge of the troops are all unruly. You must not be impatient in your dealings and must guard against arrogance and impetuosity."
"Brother Zhu, don't worry! Anyone who dares to defy me, I'll kill their entire family!" Wang Wenzhou said with a smile as he took the sword.
Zhu Youjian was both amused and exasperated. He really couldn't do anything about Wang Wenzhou. Fine, I don't care what you do or what you've accomplished, as long as you can quell the bandit rebellion in the Northwest.
"Boxin, when did you train so many female servants?" Zhu Youjian asked casually.
In the Ming Dynasty, the term "household retainers" didn't just refer to personal servants; it referred to the most elite troops of the generals. During the mid-to-late Ming Dynasty, battles were fought almost entirely by these retainers. In essence, they were the generals' private armies—a long-standing unspoken rule within the military that even the imperial court couldn't enforce.
"Brother Zhu, I'm really scared! If I don't bring enough men, I'm afraid I'll be assassinated on the way to the Northwest!" Wang Wenzhou said cryptically.
Zhu Youjian smiled awkwardly and said, "I have been urging a thorough investigation into your assassination attempt, but the assassin left no clues. I am at my wit's end!"
Wang Wenzhou cursed and said, "Investigate what? Besides the Donglin Party, who else in the Ming Dynasty has such power to do this so flawlessly?"
"Don't talk nonsense! We are all doing our best for the country. Even if there are some conflicts, we would not kill an entire family to vent our personal grievances!" Zhu Youjian said hurriedly.
Wang Wenzhou curled his lip. "I haven't caused trouble for the Donglin Party because I'm injured and the kids won't let me go out. Wait until I get back from the Northwest, and I'll make them pay!" He continued, "That old fox Wen Tiren has been waiting for me to join him in dealing with the Donglin Party."
"It's getting late! Brother Zhu, I'll take my leave!" Wang Wenzhou cupped his hands in farewell.
Zhu Youjian nodded and said, "Boxin, have a safe journey! I wish you great success in quelling the bandit rebellion in the Northwest. I will reward those who have rendered meritorious service handsomely!"
"Tch!" Wang Wenzhou scoffed, "You're going to give me my money as a reward? That's not right! When I get back, you can choose the palace maids again!"
Zhu Youjian shook his head with a wry smile. Wang Wenzhou really doesn't treat me like an emperor!
Wang Wenzhou stepped into the sedan chair, waking Liu Xiaohua and Sun Xiaohua, who then burst into tears.
Wang Wenzhou shook his head with a wry smile. "I went to fight a war, but I was forced to take my wife, children, and elderly parents with me. I have no choice but to stay in the capital, or I'll be assassinated!"
"No!" Wang Wenzhou quickly said, "Jiaojiao, Ruru, you can't do this, you have to leave some for me!"
Zhang Jiaobao was very obedient. She quickly handed Sun Xiaohua to the maid and said, "Take the Fourth Young Master to find a wet nurse to nurse."
Liu Rushi rolled her eyes at Wang Wenzhou and said irritably, "Wang Wenzhou, have you no shame? Trying to steal your son's food?"
Wang Wenzhou said aggrievedly, "Why are fathers and sons enemies?! You won't let me say anything! Fine, I won't say anything!"
Gao Guilan's eyes were red as she looked at Wang Wenzhou and said pitifully, "Uncle, please, don't kill my father!"
Wang Wenzhou gently stroked Gao Guilan's hair and softly comforted her, "Little Lanlan, how could Uncle kill your father? He's my father-in-law, after all. I slept with his daughter, how could I possibly kill him? Don't worry, I'll just persuade him to surrender. We're all family, how could I not help your father? I'll definitely get him a title!"
"Really?" Gao Guilan looked at Wang Wenzhou with her big, lovely eyes.
“It is very difficult for a person to climb from the bottom of society to the top of the pyramid. In the Ming Dynasty, it was a little better. You could take the imperial examination and become a Jinshi, which would be a meteoric rise. If you are born into a bad family and are not good at studying, the only way to climb to the top of the pyramid is to rebel. Your father has a title, so he has become a nobleman. Why would you rebel?” Wang Wenzhou asked rhetorically.