Daming: Stealing Chen Yuanyuan at the beginning

Chapter 322 Gudu Gudu Light Gudu, Towards the End
At noon on February [-]th, Daming Lake.

Li Cunming visited the Baotu Spring, and then went to the Daming Lake to enjoy the scenery.But seeing the vastness of the lake, the mountains are far away, the weeping willows on the lakeside are bare, but they are still graceful, and the painted boats in the lake are slowly floating.

Arrived at the Arctic Pavilion, abandoned the ship and landed, and entered the temple.

The temple is majestic, and ginkgo and cypress trees are planted in the courtyard.From a distance, you can look at the mountains with overlapping peaks, and you can have a panoramic view of the beautiful and colorful lake scenery.

Li Cunming clapped his hands on the railing, and said with a smile, "Xia Yuhe by the Daming Lake, haha, who is my Xia Yuhe?"

"Who is Xia Yuhe?" Silly Dazhu asked.

"A beauty!" Li Cunming laughed.

Silly Dazhu said: "If you want to say beauty, it must be Chen Yuanyuan. Your Majesty, you don't miss Chen Yuanyuan, do you?"

A picture instantly appeared in Li Cunming's mind. On a sunny day with lotus flowers in full bloom, Chen Yuanyuan was boating on the lake, playing the piano and singing. Suddenly, she rolled her eyes at Li Cunming...

Thinking of this, Li Cunming almost fell over the railing and yelled, "No, Xia Yuhe won't roll her eyes!"

The Arctic Pavilion is actually a Taoist temple dedicated to Emperor Zhenwu.The Taoist priest in Guanzhong prepared the vegetarian meal and came to invite the emperor to have a meal. He said: "Your Majesty, cattail leaves are abundant in Daming Lake, and the taste is extremely delicious. Please have a taste of it, Your Majesty."

Li Cunming took a few mouthfuls of Pucai and praised it endlessly: "Well, it's really delicious."

The Taoist smiled and introduced: "This is a famous local dish in Jinan. It is made of fresh cattail vegetables picked from Daming Lake, served with cauliflower moss, mushrooms, sliced ​​ham and milk soup. There is another famous dish called Deep-fried lotus flower is made of slightly opened lotus petals, spread with bean paste, dipped in egg bun batter and deep-fried in sesame oil."

Silly Dazhu heard this, swallowed his saliva, and shouted: "Unfortunately, it's winter now, and we can't eat fried lotus flowers. Daoist, after the world is calm, I will come to the Arctic Pavilion to find you again, and I have to eat fried lotus flowers if I say anything." , you must not be stingy!"

The Taoist laughed, and Li Cunming said, "Shunhou, why don't you just become a monk here?"

"I still want to follow His Majesty to recover the rivers and mountains and drive out the Tartars. It's not time to become a monk and practice." Silly Dazhu said, and swept away the food in front of him in a loud noise.

The Taoist priest looked at Sha Dazhu's eating posture, smiled, and nodded: "Being able to eat is a blessing. The poor Taoist thinks that this Marquis is a blessed person!"

"Yes, it is a blessing to be able to eat, and it is a great blessing to live simply. I, the people of the Ming Dynasty, can only eat three meals a day and enjoy a peaceful and peaceful life, then I can be considered worthy of all the people in the world."

Li Cunming was also very emotional and said on a whim: "Shun Hou, your eating habits make me very envious. How about I write a poem for you?"

"What, Your Majesty wants to compose a poem for me, oh, what a great honor!" Silly Dazhu hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, and said again, "Your Majesty, I am a vulgar person who can't read big characters. Your poems should be simpler. Otherwise, it will be difficult for the minister to understand."

Li Cunming smiled and said: "We visited Baotu Spring earlier, and the movement of you while eating reminded me of the spring water bubbling, so I will write a poem about Baotu Spring."

Saying that, he got up and walked:

"Baotu Spring, Baotu Spring,

The three eyes are as thick,

Three streams of water, light gurgling,
Googloo light googloo. "

"Good poem, good poem, this is the first time I can understand a poem without being explained by others!" Silly Dazhu was very happy and clapped his hands.

The Taoist almost spit out the tea in his mouth. He couldn't help laughing, thinking to himself: "Is this also a poem? But seeing how Chongzhen gets along with his courtiers, they are relaxed and harmonious. No wonder people say that Chongzhen is the eternal sage. Many people are willing to sacrifice their lives for him, no wonder the Manchus can't defend Jinan City, and it's time for the Ming Dynasty to usher in a revival!"

At this time, Ren Qi came, followed by a team of Jin Yiwei, guarding Zhang Ruxiu.

Silly Dazhu shouted: "Master Ren, you are late, I have already eaten all the vegetarian food, you have no luck. By the way, His Majesty also wrote a poem for me, do you want to listen to it?"

"You're such a good lord, you don't even leave a bite for me even if you have something to eat. I'm so busy working, but you're quite happy!" Ren Qi cursed and glared at Silly Dazhu.

Arriving in front of the emperor, Ren Qi stopped his playful expression and said seriously: "Your Majesty, all the Qing soldiers lurking in the city were killed. Shang Zhixin died and Zhang Ruxiu was captured alive."

Li Cunming looked at Zhang Ruxiu, who was ashen-faced, and said, "We meet again, Zhang Ruxiu, do you want to die or live?"

Zhang Ruxiu knelt down and said: "In the hands of His Majesty, the criminals will be convinced. Whether they are dead or alive, it depends on His Majesty's words, and the criminals will be punished! It's just that the Arctic Pavilion is dedicated to Emperor Zhenwu, and Emperor Zhenwu is the main god of the north. The god of destiny, there is a saying that 'the South Dipper guides life, the Beidou guides death'. From the perspective of criminals, His Majesty probably wants to save my life when he sees me here."

Li Cunming sighed and said: "Unexpectedly, you are still a smart person! Since Emperor Yongle, I have always respected Emperor Zhenwu. In front of Emperor Zhenwu, I really don't want to kill you. But if you want to save your life, you have to do it for me. one thing."

"What's the matter?"

"I wrote a letter, and you personally sent it to the capital and handed it to Dorgon. After this is done, you go to Wudang Mountain and become a Taoist priest. As long as you keep your tail between your legs, I will treat you as dead and don't ask any more questions. how?"

"Is it that simple?" Zhang Ruxiu couldn't believe it.

"It's that simple!" Li Cunming took out a letter from his sleeve and said, "Remember, this letter must be handed over to Dorgon yourself. Also, if you are dishonest in the future, I can take it back at any time." Your life!"

Zhang Ruxiu took the letter and cried: "I have read poetry and books since I was a child, and I also wanted to serve the country, but I made a wrong step...Your Majesty, the sinners will burn incense and pray in Wudang Mountain day and night, praying to the Emperor Zhenwu Protect the Ming Dynasty."

"No need to be hypocritical. I don't need you to worry about the Ming Dynasty. You should sincerely atone for your sins in front of the gods." Li Cunming waved Zhang Ruxiu away.

The Taoist saluted and said: "Your Majesty is magnanimous and compassionate, which is admirable!"

Li Cunming said: "It's not that I'm magnanimous, it's just that I need to use Zhang Ruxiu. If I could find a suitable messenger, I would have cut Zhang Ruxiu to pieces."

The Taoist priest's face sank like water, and he said nothing.

Li Cunming looked up at the big clock hanging on the clock tower, and stroked his beard: "Master Daoist, I want to borrow that clock, please grant it."

"Everything in the world belongs to His Majesty, so why bother to borrow it? If His Majesty wants to use it, just take it. I just don't know what His Majesty will use this clock for?"

"Kill!" Li Cunming said.

Two days later, the Ming armies in Feicheng, Changqing, and Jinan moved at the same time and attacked Yucheng with a murderous look.In the army, a large bronze bell was carried on a four-wheeled carriage.

When the soldiers came to Yucheng, Li Cunming ordered: "Ren Qi, it is a good thing to give that big bell."

"Haha, Your Majesty is sending Shang Kexi to die!" Ren Qi laughed and ordered someone to carry the bronze bell and put it outside the south gate of Yucheng.

(End of this chapter)