{BL} The emperor's bed minister

Chapter 1: Let you serve as an official!

In the winter of the 14th year of Jingren's reign in the Daqing Dynasty, heavy snow fell from the sky and lasted for half a month. Thousands of miles of beautiful rivers and mountains, all white, seeming to be silently mourning for the end of this dynasty.

On the first day of the twelfth lunar month, the rebel army captured the imperial city and Emperor Jingren committed suicide. Less than three months later, Daqing border guard Wu Tiande surrendered to the Daming Empire, led the Daming army to take the lead, and captured the Qing Dynasty imperial city in the name of Yue Emperor.

All the concubines, princes and princesses in the palace, except for a few dozen, escaped from the palace and lived among the people. Out of nowhere. The rest were all buried by Emperor Ming Yue's order. The young emperor showed his ruthlessness and bloodthirstiness to the people of the world in the first place.

Immediately afterwards, the Daming Empire moved its capital to Yongdu, the capital of the Qing Dynasty. The luxurious palace, which was originally built with countless people's sacrifices and sacrifices, changed owners twice in a few months. I don't know what it would be like for the mediocre and extravagant Emperor Jingren to be alive.

After moving the capital, the young Emperor Ming Yue brutally suppressed the opposition forces among the people; he tried to win over scholar leaders and celebrities; he adopted a policy of recuperation and recuperation among the people, which included light taxation and exemption from corvee.

In just three years, the troubled times that had once caused the people to live in dire straits due to the emperor's ignorance and ignorance became peaceful, and the beautiful country that was full of devastation was once again full of vitality.

The Daming Empire after the destruction of Daqing had a vast territory, rich products, and a prosperous and prosperous era was foreseeable. However, not long after the fall of Daqing, there were still a few literati who yearned for the old dynasty.

However, what the people wanted was nothing more than food and clothing. People who rebelled were not as good as peace dogs.

In addition, Emperor Mingyue suppressed the resistance forces extremely cruelly. Therefore, even though it had only been three years, the foundation of the Daimyo Empire was as solid as a rock.

There is a memorial on the imperial desk. Judging from the unique lacquer seal, it should be a secret memorial reported by Chun Yiwei.

The three ministers standing in the study felt a little heavy in their hearts. They lowered their heads slightly and said nothing, but from the corner of their eyes, they glanced at the young emperor who was behind the case with his head slightly lowered and expressionless.

"Very good, I spent more than a year planning, and finally caused conflicts between the two major societies in the folk scholar lin. I wanted to disintegrate the power of these forward-minded scholars and let them be used by me. But let such a person destroy it easily. One person, the other person is just a person."

The famous Emperor Xia Linxuan finally raised his head, with a smile on his lips, but his eyes were as sharp as a blade, passing through the faces of the three important ministers in front of him one by one.

"Your Majesty, these scholars are the kind of bookworms who have nothing to do but make lofty remarks. Why should Your Majesty take it to heart? Those who are ignorant and forward-looking can be chopped off with just a few swords..."

Xiao Ruyun, the minister in charge of the bodyguard, was a military general, and he always disliked scholars. Seeing that the emperor was angry about scholars now, he howled at the top of his lungs. But before he could finish howling, Xia Linxuan gave Xia Linxuan a cold glare, and the rest of his words were immediately choked in his throat.