Nanjing and Nanzhili had a very special status in the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Yuanzhang ascended the throne here and became emperor. He was a place of dragon development and was buried in Xiaoling after his death.

After Zhu Di seized the throne, he was too afraid and moved the capital back to the base camp North/Ping, but he could not abolish the Nanjing. This formed a pattern of two northern and southern capitals, which continued until now.

Nanzhi has fifteen prefectures and three Zhili prefectures, which are equivalent to the later provinces of Jiang/Su, An/Hui, and there are no three departments, so all power is subordinate to the Six Ministry. Moreover, the Six Ministry of Nanjing still has many power reserved, such as taxes and grains in southern provinces, including Zhejiang/Jiang, Jiang/Xi, Hu/Guang and other provinces. These provinces account for nearly half of the Ming Dynasty’s taxes!

At the same time, there is also the canal transportation, and even the salt induced investigation and transportation are under the responsibility of the Ministry of Revenue of the Sixth Ministry of Nanjing and Beijing!

In addition, Nanjing also controls the forces of nearly fifty guards, all controlled by the Minister of War of the South and Beijing!

The Ministry of Justice of Nanjing also has the power to hear the punishments of Nanjing departments, including Dukes and Housing, and other nobles, and has great power!

As a sub-capital capital, Nanjing has more dukes and marquis than the capital! There are many first- and second-rank officials sent to retire for retirement, as many as cows, "Shangshu of Flowers" and "Civilians of Raising Birds" can be seen everywhere here!

Moreover, these people are not waiting to die. Not only those officials who have the power to report and impeach, they only talk about these dukes, marquis and uncles, and they can take charge of the five governments and six armies when they enter, and they can lead the general seal as the general and the general supervisor when they leave!

The Duke of Britain and the Duke of Wei were both in charge of military power and played an important role in the capital and in the Nan and Beijing!

Therefore, the network of relationships accumulated over two hundred years of more than 200 years of accumulation in the entire Nanzhili is complex and meticulous, which affects the whole body.

What's more, Zhu Xu was forced and directly retreating the capital, offending the entire Nanzhili. Various networks of relationships were operated, and in a short time, Nanzhili became an "empty city"!

With the arrival of King Jing, there were Governor Huang Liji in government affairs, Li Kuilong in right-level political affairs, and the Governor Fu Zonglong, Duke Wei Xu Wenjue, and former Minister of War Wang Yongguang in Nanjing. It can be said that he had taken over the supreme power of Nanzhili!

The East Factory had already made arrangements, and Tian Ergeng set up a custody prison not far from Yingtian Prefecture. The number of people expanded to two thousand in just one hour!

As the deputy envoy of the imperial envoy, Cao Qincheng also began to convene civil and military officials from Nanjing, especially middle and lower classes. He almost kept turning around Yingtian Prefecture, and had open banquets, long talks and special talks.

Jiang/Su's physique is completely different from the past, and it is still slowly building up, with too many official positions that require manpower. For a time, people who curry favor with Cao Qincheng were spread all over the Yangtze River and on both sides of the Qinhuai River!

Baoguo Duke's Mansion.

The Marquis of Lingbi, Marquis of Dingyuan and others gathered together. They all enjoyed wealth and honor for generations after their merits, and had endless privileges in Nanjing/Beijing.

Baoguo Duke Zhu Guobi was elegant and elegant, with a fair and gentle expression, and greeted a group of princes and marquis.

Tang Guozuo, Marquis of Lingbi, Deng Wenyu, Marquis of Dingyuan, and others sat on both sides, chatting leisurely and drinking tea.

There were more than a dozen marquises here, chatting with each other, and laughter was everywhere in the lobby.

"Haha, I thought the imperial court sent such an amazing person, it turned out to be King Jingjiang?"

"He is now Prince Jing, the prince. He holds Shangfang's sword and can kill first and then report..."

"Puff... Then I clean my neck and send it over. Do you think he dares to kill?"

"Haha, this is true, as soon as King Jing comes, our lives will be getting worse and worse."

"No, I wanted to go to the river to cruise last night, but it turned out to be dark. I was so scared that I ran back..."

"Tsk tsk, you guys say, how long can the imperial court last? The summer grain will be collected..."

"The taxes and grains in our Nanzhili account for half of the imperial court. Don't worry, isn't there half of them..."

"It's the extreme, it's the extreme. There's a show in my mansion tonight. Let's go and listen together. Everyone knows that my mansion is not far from the Yingtian Mansion's Office..."

Zhu Guobi listened to the chat and laughter of a group of people, and also had a banquet with a smile.

If we say that the Nanzhili abolished the capital and changed the General Secretary, the biggest harm was that after these merits, their past power was gone, and they even had to be a human being with their tails in hand, so how could they endure these merits from generation to generation?

However, things went smoothly beyond their imagination. A little agitation, the storm of the strike spread throughout Yingtian Prefecture, and then it expanded rapidly, spreading everywhere in every corner of Nanzhili!

He believed that it would not take long before the court would make concessions! Although the old system of Nanjing may not be restored, they could regain the various rights they lost. Even if they changed Jiang and Su, they could still enjoy all the glory and wealth in the past!

At the same time, officials from all over the country, from all over the country, gathered quietly in groups of three or five to discuss how to deal with the imperial envoys of the court.

After the Tumu Fort Incident, the Ming Dynasty's control over the local area was greatly weakened, not to mention that it was connected in this old capital. Some forces were connected, which made the new Jiang/Su Governor's Office difficult.

The custody prison.

Tian Ergeng was wearing a fish and dragon suit, and there were seven fat middle-aged people hanging in front of him. Everyone had no feet on the ground, sweating all over, and dry mouth. I don’t know how long they had been hanging.

A big fat man in the middle was covered in delicate silk, with a face full of oil and a fat head. He looked at Tian Ergeng and almost cried, "Mr. Tian, ​​I really didn't connect to the market, but there was no one on the street, so I had to close the door and close my business."

"Yes, Lord Tian, ​​we really don't dare. But one morning, we woke up and suddenly there was no one on the street, and we had no choice..."

"Mr. Tian, ​​please let us go, I really can't hold on."

"Mr. Tian, ​​I am willing to spend three thousand taels of silver to redeem myself. Please let me go..."

Tian Ergeng had a ferocious horn on his face, his eyes flashed with a fierce look. He held a big stick with a long nail in his hand. He looked at the few people and sneered: "You are not in the capital. You may have never heard of it. If you are not in the capital, you will not be able to leave alive if you enter the custody prison!"

Before he finished speaking, the big stick swung violently.

"ah……"

The big fat man in the silk business opposite him screamed like a pig. A few long spikes pierced in his thighs, and blood slowly penetrated out.

Pork

Tian Ergeng pulled out his long nails, held a bloody stick, and walked towards another not far away.

The man who was stabbed screamed, blood flowing from his thighs, and his whole pair of pants was wet in a blink of an eye. Before he could shout, a man took out a wet paper and covered his face tightly.

“Woo woo…”

The fat man struggled violently, but soon he lost his anger. He lowered his head and did not move. The wet yellow paper was still pressed on his face.

The middle-aged man opposite Tian Ergeng had his crotch soaked, dripping with his face, and shouted loudly, "Mr. Tian, ​​you say whatever you say, I promise you whatever you say..."
Chapter completed!