As we all know, the vassal kings in the late Ming Dynasty were quite miserable. They were killed by Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong, and the rest were captured by Duoduo and Haoge, and then killed by Dorgon.

Only the few who escaped to the southernmost point, Zhu Youlang and others survived. When Emperor Longwu passed away, these people were supported by local warlords and established many small courts, all of which were wiped out by Hou Xuanyan.

With the change of dynasties, it is so cruel that it is shocking. The imperial family has been scattered for two hundred years and has been killed in decades. The only royal seedling recognized by the world is Zhu Linhao, the original Emperor Jingyou, who is actually a girl.

The huge Forbidden City still looks majestic, but the master here has been changed.

In a corner outside the palace, a carriage was parked under the imperial city. The horse lowered its head and ate grass. The old coachman was holding a whip and talking to the owner.

Although Ma Shiying has a bad reputation, he has always been kind to his subordinates, especially after experiencing ups and downs, he values ​​the people around him.

After a while, the small door of the imperial city opened, Ma Lingyao was wearing a purple robe with two centers embroidered on it. Unlike the simple dress in daily life, he actually applied powder. His whole body looked fresh and green, and his appearance was as fragrant as the flower talk and jade.

When Ma Shiying saw her daughter, she quickly greeted her happily and said, "Why did you come out now? Did Your Majesty have any instructions?"

Lingyao laughed and said, "How long has it been since I returned home? Can't people dress up?"

Ma Shiying smiled and felt a little sad. Her baby daughter hadn't been home for a long time. To be precise, she hadn't been back since she settled in Jinling.

The groom who drove the car was an old servant in the mansion. When Jinling fell, Ma Shiying fled to the south to fight against the Qing Dynasty. His home was slaughtered by Duoduo. Fortunately, the old servant went out to avoid death. After Ma Shiying re-entered the cabinet, he found him and used him as his own groom.

Seeing the spiritual medicine coming forward, the old servant lowered his head and shouted: "Miss."

Lingyao was stunned. He was not used to this already strange name, so he quickly stepped on the wooden pier on the ground. After Ma Shiying also got into the car, the old servant put the wooden pier on the car, raised his horse whip and drove away in the air.

After Ma Shiying sat down, he smiled and said, "This time, Your Majesty will be kind to you, let you go out of the palace and go back to the house, but what contribution did Yao'er make?"

Lingyao raised his head and said quietly: "Your Majesty went to Chunhe Palace and saw that I was alone, so he asked me if I wanted to go home."

Ma Shiying felt a little uncomfortable. He gave the elixir to the Hou Mansion as a gift. Although Hou Xuanyan treated her as half of her daughter, she was a slave after all. Fortunately, she was successful and reached her current status.

"According to me, you have been pregnant with the dragon seed, so you will definitely be named a concubine based on your majesty's favor. When you go home to visit your relatives, it will not be like this. Now it is not justified. Although you have let you live in Chunhe Palace, there is no sign of being named a concubine at all." Ma Shiying said while stuttering her lips, not realizing that her daughter looked unhappy.

In front of the tall lintel, the words Ma Mansion were written on the plaque, but when it entered it, it was a simple and elegant courtyard. After getting off the car, Lingyao looked around and looked at her home. She had not been in Jinling for so long, and she had never been in her home, and this mansion had never stepped in.

Ma Shiying's wife died under the sword of the Qing soldiers, and her son was also killed by the Qing soldiers. In order to continue the incense, she married a re-singer and was an ordinary innocent girl.

Lingyao is not old, but his mind is not ordinary girl. He soon became familiar with his stepmother, and he was still intimate in his laughter and talking.

After dinner, Ma Shiying took her to the study, and the medicine was placed on the chair. When he saw the half-written memorial on his father's desk, he started to read it habitually.

Ma Shiying said on the side: "Your Majesty is kind-hearted and does not change the name of the Ming Dynasty and the ancestral temple, but this move is inconsiderate. Now Your Majesty is young and powerful, and is so powerful that no one dares to come out to cause trouble. But in the next hundred years, this will be a disaster. Some people will definitely be indiscriminate and will use the example to plan a great throne."

Lingyao snorted coldly and said, "This move is a temporary measure. At that time, there were still people in the court who were still wise. I told Your Majesty to let him start a massacre. Your Majesty thought that those people had worked hard for the Northern Expedition and could not bear to attack. So he used this method. When the new emperor's reign was set in the next year, my father would submit this memorial again. At that time, Your Majesty had ascended the throne for half a year and had cooked raw rice. Even if there were any people who were dissatisfied, they could only accept it."

Ma Shiying suddenly realized and said, "So that's it. Then I'm not in a hurry to submit this memorial for my father."

At this time, in Nuanfang Pavilion, Hou Xuanyan was summoning his beloved general, Peng Zhuze, a native of Baojingzhou.

Peng Zhuze fought with the chieftains for three years in the southwest, which was a life-and-death struggle. The great killing was often the defeated clan was destroyed. It was not until Hou Xuanyan pacified the north that he had freed up his hands to help Yang Zhan help him completely wipe out the remnants of the chieftains.

The Tusi family, which had been a powerful family in the southwest for thousands of years, was killed by him and blood flowed all over the land. Except for those who voluntarily surrendered and moved to Jiangnan to settle down, almost all of them were exterminated.

Now under the rule of the Liuguan in the southwest, the place where all ethnic groups live together is no different from that in the south of the Central Plains and Jiangnan. When we all know Chinese characters, read Chinese books, and speak Chinese, there is less dispute and public security has become peaceful.

The windows on all sides of Nuanfang Pavilion were open, Hou Xuanyan was half lying on the dragon chaise, looking at Peng Zhuze and said, "You did a good job in the southwest. I heard that you also got a nickname called Peng Butcher."

Peng Zhuze's heart skipped a beat and quickly explained: "Your Majesty, those people regard their chieftain's position as their destiny. If they do not eradicate..."

Hou Xuanyan waved his hand and said, "Okay, there's no other meaning. You've done a good job, don't be afraid. I'm not a pedantic emperor and have no kindness as a woman. You know that. Call you here this time, and there's a big thing to arrange for you to do."

"Your Majesty even though he ordered me, I will never refuse."

"What do I want you to die if I have nothing to do? There is a Jiaozhi to the south of us, do you know?"

"Your Majesty is talking about Annan. I heard that there is a war there. Annan Li family has been driven to our Yunnan for help."
Chapter completed!