Chapter 1020: Wild Boar Skin's Death
Si Teng, Bai Ying, and Chi Shan!
These are memories from a very, very long time ago.
Now, Su Mingzhe counted with his fingers and discovered that four or five thousand years had passed since he left the "Sito" dimension.
He actually wanted to find Si Teng.
However, I did not leave him any spatial coordinates.
After all, he was just a 'clone of the Three Pure Ones', and being able to possess the original body's memories was already a favor from the original body.
He also wanted to find his real woman, which was somewhat wishful thinking.
Thinking of Si Teng, Su Mingzhe looked at Dayuer with a little more doting and loving eyes.
"If you're awake, open your eyes."
Su Mingzhe slid his fingers over the delicate skin and couldn't help but sigh:
"Do you know where this place is? Now that you are here, you can't go back. From now on, just stay here peacefully."
There is no need to say much about Dayuer's talent and intelligence.
However, she is just a young girl now, not yet the shrewd, capable and wise Empress Dowager Xiaozhuang in the TV series.
So, under Su Mingzhe's careful comfort, Dayuer finally opened her eyes shyly, and then she did not forget to reach out and pull back the silk that the man had torn apart:
"Are you the Duke of Ming?"
From Jianzhou to Jinling, Dongfang Bubai traveled thousands of miles with Dayuer, and naturally explained the whole story to her.
So, Dayuer knew where she was now and also guessed who the handsome man in front of her was.
"it's me."
Su Mingzhe admitted his identity and pulled the silk down a little:
"This is Jinling. It's August and it's very hot. Don't cover yourself too much when you sleep at night. It's easy to get prickly heat..."
"..."
Dayuer glanced at the man. If it weren't for the man's unserious look, she would have believed his lies.
Unable to resist, she could only close her eyes shyly and prepare to accept the baptism of the man.
Su Mingzhe did not disappoint her and quickly helped her complete the transformation from girl to woman.
On the second day.
Xue Qianxun and the other beauties looked at Dayuer who appeared on the bed, feeling somewhat confused as to when she was sent here.
"Shishi, this is Yu'er. She will follow you from now on."
Su Mingzhe briefly introduced them and prepared to go to court.
The court meetings of the Ming Dynasty basically did not involve any serious business.
For many matters, court officials liked to send them to a few ministers for handling first.
The elders came up with a way to deal with the problem. Those that could be suppressed would be suppressed, and those that could not be suppressed or those that needed to be blamed would be handed to Su Mingzhe's desk.
In other words, Su Mingzhe has rich experience in governing the country and can always unravel the problem and grasp the essence of the problem, so he will not be deceived by such a group of people.
Mid-Autumn Festival passed in a flash.
Dayuer has lived in the palace for a few days and has gradually adapted to her new identity.
Seeing that she was lively and active, Su Mingzhe took her out of the palace for a few outings.
The prosperous scenery of Jinling, especially the night of the Mid-Autumn Festival, made her see the prosperity of the orthodox imperial dynasty in the Central Plains, which was simply not something a small wild boar skin could compete with.
The homesickness in my heart and the sense of strangeness of being a newcomer were slowly eliminated and suppressed as my life became stable.
The news of Wild Boar Skin's assassination was not relayed back to Jinling City until more than a month after the incident.
It was already September on this day.
New information came from Liaodong that Yezhupi was assassinated in his own bedroom by Dongfang Bubai, and also his younger sons Dorgon, Ajige, Dodo and others were assassinated.
When Su Mingzhe heard the news that Duoduo, a little kid under ten years old, had been killed, he couldn't help but sigh that Dongfang Bubai was really ruthless.
After this incident.
Wild Boar Skin's sons fought for power.
As the leader of the four great beiles, Daishan seized the throne by taking advantage of his age.
Although Daishan successfully ascended the throne and became emperor, he did not have the determination to expand his territory.
Of course, after Dongfang Bubai assassinated Yezhupi, Daishan did not dare to make the determination to expand the territory.
Under the guidance of his trusted general Fan Wencheng, he first strengthened his control over the Eight Banners, and then sent people to continue to form alliances with the Khorchin and other allied tribes. After the throne was consolidated, he prepared to sweep northward to other wild Jurchens.
The Jurchens, like the steppe tribes, were divided into ethnic groups based on their tribes.
Among these Jurchen groups, they are divided into two major categories: Cooked Jurchen and Raw Jurchen (Wild Jurchen).
The so-called "Skilled Jurchens" are Jurchens who have been canonized by the imperial court, rewarded with native places, given books, and received civilized education.
These Jurchens had been baptized by civilization and no longer ate raw meat and drank blood. They had a stronger desire for territory.
The Sheng Jurchens were a Jurchen tribe further north that had never received any education and had never been ennobled by the imperial court.
These Jurchens have been living with ferocious beasts since childhood and have been living on the edge of life and death all year round.
Their individual fighting abilities are fierce and brave, but because they have not received cultural education, they are no different from savages.
The fighting capacity of the ethnic group is very weak.
Yezhupi's father had been canonized and was considered a mature female Zhen.
When Ye Zhupi was in power, he had already defeated most of the other Jurchens and barely unified them. That's when he established the Later Jin to fight for power.
Now, in order to expand his base, Daishan, under the guidance of his confidant Fan Wencheng, wanted to conquer the remaining wild Jurchens.
When Su Mingzhe heard the news, he suppressed his idea of leading the army in person.
Since the Later Jin will remain stable for a few more years, let it exist for two more years.
The Ming Dynasty has now entered a mini ice age, with famines occurring almost every year.
If Su Mingzhe had not had such powerful means, there would have been refugees all over the Central Plains long ago.
Even so, Su Mingzhe abolished the head tax and land tax across the country, and found people to promote high-yield, drought-resistant crops such as sweet potatoes and corn. Only in this way did he maintain the Ming Dynasty's thriving national strength.
"Let's spend another two years on infrastructure construction. Once the people are well taken care of, it will be easy to capture a mere Jianzhou Jurchen."
Su Mingzhe made up his mind and returned to his usual leisurely life.
Every day he either deals with government affairs or plays with beauties.
This day is the Double Ninth Festival on the ninth day of the ninth lunar month.
Su Mingzhe invited Zeng Jing to climb Purple Mountain.
Ever since the Dragon Boat Festival in May, when Su Mingzhe and Dongfang Bubai fought a great battle, the number of tourists to Zijin Mountain has skyrocketed.
Su Mingzhe and Zeng Jing walked out of the city gate hand in hand. Looking at the road leading to Purple Mountain, there were endless crowds of people. They couldn't help but have the illusion that they had returned to the afterlife.
"Or, let's change the hill!"
Although Su Mingzhe also likes to be lively, he doesn't like it to be too lively.
Su Mingzhe would never bother to go to such tourist spots where it is difficult to walk, no matter how famous they are.
“It’s the same everywhere!”
Zeng Jing saw that the man was bothered, so she explained to him:
"The imperial court exempted the head tax and reduced the land tax. The common people now have money in their hands, so they are naturally willing to go out and have fun. Therefore, not only Zijin Mountain, but also Qixia Mountain must be crowded."
"It's still my fault!"
When Su Mingzhe heard Zeng Jing say that ordinary people have money, he immediately laughed.
This sentence can be regarded as a compliment to him.
Zeng Jing gave the man a wink, letting him figure it out himself.
Su Mingzhe laughed again:
"In that case, how about we go farther away and go to Tangshan?"
Zijin Mountain is right next to Jinling City, while Tangshan is twenty or thirty miles further.
Most people wouldn't be able to travel that far when they go out for fun.
However, Zeng Jing nodded in agreement to the man's suggestion:
"Okay!"
Her current personality is to go with the flow and focus on having clear thoughts.
Since you like being with a man, just listen to his arrangements.
Su Mingzhe then suggested that although the two of them had good walking speed, it was somewhat inappropriate for them to rush on their journey just to climb high and have fun.
It would be better to rent a carriage at the city gate and slowly head towards Tangshan.
Zeng Jing naturally had no objection to this.
Seeing this, Su Mingzhe went to the city gate to rent a horse. The two of them rode together and headed towards Tangshan.
(End of this chapter)