After two years, Zhu Yinglong set foot on a land that was both familiar and unfamiliar. He felt both excited and confused. Wuxi is now just a small county. If it weren't for the famous Donglin Academy being built here and had it been related to the Donglin Party in the late Ming Dynasty, it would probably be an unknown small county along the canal.

"Husband, why are we doing in such a small county?" Xu Ruying couldn't help but ask while sitting in the carriage.

Zhu Yinglong thought about it carefully. Xu Ruying was extremely intelligent. She would definitely see her purpose of going south when she followed her. She simply told her some inside story so as to calm her heart so as not to cause any trouble. So she told her half-true and half-false purpose of her trip. Xu Ruying believed it at the beginning.

Using the contact information of Shadow, I quickly found Xiong Zhaolian who had been hiding in Wuxi for nearly a month.

After settling down Xu Ruying, Zhu Yinglong couldn't wait to invite Xiong Zhaolian to his room to conspire.

"Is this going smoothly?" Zhu Yinglong asked the first sentence.

Xiong Zhaolian said confidently: "Don't worry, my grandfather, I will monitor all our targets."

"Where is your father?" Zhu Yinglong immediately felt relieved.

"My father has no problem. He may not be sure of it because he lacks enough manpower, but now he should have no problem after he brings people here."

After hearing this, Zhu Yinglong nodded and instructed: "Tiqi is now blocked by the navy's Fengjiang River. However, the ability of the East Factory is estimated to be coming soon in the next two days. They are new to the situation and will definitely not be familiar with the situation, which will help us act, but we cannot be careless. All actions must be fast, do you know?"

"I know, but I have a question?" Xiong Zhaolian asked suddenly.

"Tell me."

"Why did the prince have to let this high-rise dragon fall into the water and die? Why is it all the same? Isn't it easier to commit suicide by taking poison?" Xiong Zhaolian asked questioned.

Zhu Yinglong was stunned, yes, why did he have to fall into the water and die? Could it be exactly the same as history? Besides, he didn't want him to die, which was really a fart when he took off his pants. With such an extravagance, he thought of an excuse and said, "This time we saved not only one person. If all the same way of death, it may cause suspicion from the eunuch party, so the way of death must be diverse. Even if the eunuch party wants to investigate, it will be impossible to investigate. Besides, they are going to die. Will these people still care about the cause of their death if these people die?"

"So that's the case, I understand." Xiong Zhaolian suddenly realized, "But I still have something unknown?"

"What's the matter?"

"Prince, the girl Xu Ruying who came with you, I don't know what should I call her subordinates?" Xiong Zhaolian's face turned red and she asked for a long time.

Zhu Yinglong was stunned by the question, thought for a while and said, "Let's call him 'Young Madam' for the time being."

"Yes, Prince." Xiong Tingbi retreated from Zhu Yinglong's room awkwardly.

Donglin Academy is one of the famous academies in ancient my country. It was founded in the first year of Zhenghe in the Northern Song Dynasty (1111 AD). It was the place where Cheng Hao, a Neo-Confucianist of the Northern Song Dynasty, Cheng Yi's direct descendant Gao's brother, and the famous scholar Yang Shi (named Guishan), gave a long lecture. It was later abolished. The name of "Donglin Academy" is related to the poem "Live Walking on the Donglin Road" written by Yang Shi when he visited Lushan. During the Southern Song Dynasty, people built Yang Shi's ancestral hall here. In the tenth year of Zhizheng in the Yuan Dynasty (1350 AD), monk Yueqiutan built Donglin Temple on it. Until the 20th year of Chenghua in the Ming Dynasty (1484 AD), monk Xinliang rebuilt it. For more than a hundred years, the place became a monk's area.

In the 32nd year of Wanli (1604), Gu Xiancheng, who was deposed in the village, and his brothers Yuncheng, Gao Panlong, An Xifan, Liu Yuanzhen, Ye Maocai, Shi Menglin, Xue Fujiao, Qian Yiben and others, in order to inherit Yang Shi's teaching legacy, jointly advocated donations to rebuild and revival, and proposed opposition to plundering the mining supervision and taxation, reducing the burden of taxes and service, and developing the economy in the southeast region. They also advocated opening up the road of speech and implementing improvement and other criticism of current affairs. They received widespread support from the society at that time, and echoed Zou Yuanbiao and Li Sancai at the Shoushan Academy in Beijing, and supported each other, which established the status of the Donglin Party members in the late Ming Dynasty.

"The sound of wind and rain sounds, and the sound of reading is heard; family affairs, national affairs, and the world are concerned about everything."

Looking at the couplet left by Mr. Jingyang in Donglin Academy, Zhu Yinglong felt unstable. Gu Xiancheng was indeed a very politically foresighted politician and educator in the late Ming Dynasty. He realized that the aristocratic landlords were a great obstacle to social development. He was born in a family of merchants and had a relatively advanced understanding of social and economic development. Unfortunately, he passed away too early and had a bit of an out-of-time birth.

"Young Master, you are here to study in the academy. Go back. This place has been demolished by the imperial court. You should go to another academy!" An old man suddenly appeared behind Zhu Yinglong and said slowly.

Zhu Yinglong turned around and bowed and said, "This old man is not here to study in the academy, but he admires Mr. Jingyang's character. He passed by Wuxite to visit him. He just didn't know where Mr. Gu's house is, so he could only come here to take a look."

"I am Gu Yuncheng, your surname is your son?" the old man asked with a smile.

"The old man is Mr. Gu Yuncheng, the younger brother of Mr. Jingyang?" Zhu Yinglong said in surprise. He just wanted to come and take a look, but he never expected to meet Gu Xiancheng's younger brother, a kind old man over the age of seventy, in this ruins.

"Young Master also knows my name?" Gu Yuncheng asked in surprise.

"Mr. Jingyang repaired the Donglin Academy where he taught in the Yangshi period of the Song Dynasty. It is well known to everyone in the world. He is famous all over the world when he was studying in the Yangshi Academy in the Song Dynasty. He is very famous for his lectures with Gao Panlong, Qian Yiben, Xue Fujiao, Shi Menglin, Yu Kongjian and Mr. Yuncheng. He admires Mr. Yuncheng very much. How can you not know your great name?" Zhu Yinglong still has a very respectful attitude towards such famous figures in history. He doesn't think that he has resurrected himself from hundreds of years. Not to mention anything else, he can't compare with decades of experience and precipitation.

"Young Master, you shouldn't have come here!" Gu Yuncheng looked at Zhu Yinglong's sincere eyes and suddenly sighed.

"Mr. Yuncheng, why is this?" Zhu Yinglong pretended to be puzzled.

"Young master, please don't ask. Leave quickly. It's too late." Gu Yuncheng shook his head repeatedly and urged him to leave, and said nothing and just staggered away.

"Mr. Yuncheng..." Zhu Yinglong wanted to call Gu Yuncheng, but what came from his ears was: "Young master is still young, the less you know, the better. Let's leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible..."

Yes, Wuxi is now a place of right and wrong. Donglin Academy has been destroyed. The second cruel purge of the Donglin Party has begun. The Qi, Chu and Zhejiang Party, who are dependent on the eunuch, created a sub-record of the Tianjian. Donglin was notorious and ranked among the party members nationwide. Each list is as few as a hundred people, as many as more than 500 people. All the listed names are cut off by the living and the dead, and the good ministers in the court are empty.

Mr. Gu Yuncheng's words of persuading him to leave this place of right and wrong are still ringing in his ears, but Zhu Yinglong himself was trapped in a shackles of thought. Do he need to use the power of the Donglin Party to accomplish things? Most of the Donglin Party are from scholars and officials, and they are also an interest group. They have their own pursuit of interests. Unlike the White Lotus Sect, these people are thoughtful and principled, and will not blindly follow. Will they shoot themselves in the foot if they save these Donglin Party members? Do they have the ability to control these people? Zhu Yinglong has doubts about his ability for the first time since establishing his goal in this time and space. After all, he is just an ordinary person in that time and space.
Chapter completed!