Why did the emperor rebel?

Chapter 465

A few days passed in a flash, and on this day, the sun hung high, and the scorching sun shone on the earth, as if to dispel some darkness and sin.

Outside the Caishi Street, a radius of tens of feet was separated by the officers and soldiers of the Wucheng Bingma Division, and a half-person-high platform was set up.

The people around are bustling with onlookers, and the voices of various discussions can be heard endlessly.

Looking up, there are several desks in front of the table, and the one in the middle is Zou Gan, the prison officer of the Ministry of Punishments.

There were two old men sitting next to him, one was wearing a unicorn suit, obviously a minister, the other was wearing a light crimson official robe with a mighty tiger embroidered on it.

Beside them, there is a big sundial, which symbolizes the passage of time as the sun goes by.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Zou Gan waved his hand, and under the escort of the officers and soldiers, several prisoners whose faces were covered with black cloths were sent to the execution platform.

The black cloth was ripped off from the head, Zhang Fu, Xu Bin, Xiao Weizhen and others instinctively closed their eyes to avoid the dazzling light.

But the officers and soldiers who escorted them forced their heads and turned to the direction of the supervisor.

After verifying that he was upright, within a moment, the sun was already in the sky.

Glancing at Zhang Min who was sitting aside with his fists tightly clenched, Zou Gan sighed, got up immediately, picked up a volume of imperial edict, and read it loudly.

Afterwards, the scale of the sundial finally came to noon, and Zou Gan gave an order.

"It's noon, execution!"

Accompanied by the sound of the token falling to the ground, the sharp sword was raised high.

The sun reflected the light of the saber, and the saber was raised and dropped, warm blood splashed three feet high, staining the entire execution platform red.

Zou Gan sighed and turned around, only to find that Zhang Min's whole body was trembling slightly.

Swallowing, Zou Gan said carefully.

"Master Zhang, the execution is over. You can go and collect the body for Brother Ling. The old man also did this according to the order. My condolences to Master Zhang. If necessary, the old man can send the officers and soldiers of the Wucheng Army Division to help."

However, Zhang Xiang obviously didn't accept his kindness. Although his body was already on the verge of falling, he still supported the chair and stood up.

Then, without saying a word, he walked forward with his servants, acting as if Zou Gan didn't exist the whole time.

On the other hand, Ningyuan Hou Renli sighed, got up and cupped his hands, and said.

"Don't blame Zou Shilang. Mr. Zhang suddenly lost his brother and lost his composure. This Marquis would like to thank Zou Shilang for being lenient and allowing me to watch the execution, and to collect the funerals for Zhang Fu and Xu Bin in time. dead bodies, so that they won’t be exposed to the streets.”

Zou Gan gave a wry smile, just wanting to escape from this right and wrong place as soon as possible.

Glancing at Zhang Min, who was surrounded by low air pressure, Zou Gan cupped his hands at Ren Li.

"Since the execution is over, Mr. Zhang and Lord Hou will also be in charge of collecting the funeral. The old man has to return to the Ministry of Punishment to return to his order, so I won't stay here any longer. Lord Hou will do as he pleases."

After finishing speaking, Zou Gan wiped the sweat from his head, and hurriedly led the people away from the execution ground.

As for Zhang Fu and Ren Li, each commanded their own people to put the three corpses of Zhang Fu into the prepared coffins.

Then the two parted ways, Zhang Min took them back to the British government, and Ren Li sent the bodies of Xu Bin and Xiao Weizhen back to the government...

Just when Caishi Street ushered in the long-lost killing scene, Jiao Jing and Zhu Yi prepared gifts and came to a mansion with a plaque of Zhu's Mansion.

As soon as he arrived at the door, he ordered someone to hand over the greeting card. After a while, the middle door opened, and Zhu Jian walked out quickly in a brocade robe, saying.

"Young master and son-in-law are here, and they didn't greet you in advance. It's impolite and impolite."

Jiao Jing glanced at Zhu Yi, feeling a little surprised.

Although Zhu Yi had already said that Zhu Jian had friendship with Cheng Guogong when he was in Duke Cheng's mansion, he never thought that Zhu Jian would be so enthusiastic.

Zhu Yi, on the other hand, remained humble and bowed her hands.

"Uncle Shi is too polite, it's my nephew who came to the door and caused trouble for Uncle Shi."

Zhu Jian waved his hand, but sighed and said.

"Why do you have to see outsiders, the young master? If it wasn't for the help of the Duke of the country, I am afraid that the old man is still a seventh-rank censor."

"After the Civil War, the court's evaluation of the Duke was very biased. The old man also came up to intercede for the Duke, but at the time of the War of Oirats, the old man guarded Datong with Guo Zongbing, so he had no time to pay too much attention to this matter. Now ..."

When this matter was mentioned, Zhu Yi's expression was a little unnatural, and she looked up at the sky.

Then, Zhu Jian came to his senses and said, "It's the old man's son who hasn't seen him for a long time, and he lost his composure for a while, my son-in-law, please come into the mansion with me to tell the story."

The three of them entered the flower hall, and after serving tea, after a short exchange of greetings, Zhu Yi turned to the topic and said.

"Secret Master, to be honest, my nephew came here this time, one is to pay a visit to the Master, and the other is to pass on some words for the nobles in the palace."

Zhu Jian was stunned for a moment, then immediately turned his attention to Jiao Jing who was beside him, and asked, "Who is the noble person that the young master is talking about?"

"Shangsheng Empress Dowager!"

Asking questions to Zhu Yi, but staring at Jiao Jing, the intention is obvious.

Jiao Jing didn't intend to cover it up, so he simply took over the conversation and murmured.

"To tell you the truth, Master Zhu, in the Hall of Martial Arts that day, the Holy Mother was worried about the Supreme Emperor, and felt that Master Zhu was going on a mission alone. , so that your lord will be transferred to Honglu Temple."

"The Holy Mother is in the harem, and she is not very familiar with the official positions in the foreign court. After realizing it, she felt very sorry. Therefore, she specially entrusted the old man and the young father-in-law to convey it to the old man. Although this matter is a foregone conclusion, it is waiting for the adults to welcome back the Supreme Emperor. , the Holy Mother must have a generous gift."

These words were polite, but Zhu Jian didn't dare to take it too seriously, he got up quickly and said.

"The Holy Mother is a disgrace to this old man. It is my wish to be able to preside over this negotiation and welcome back the Supreme Emperor. Besides, as a subject, how dare you have a grudge against the Holy Mother? Please ask the concubine to tell the Holy Mother on my behalf. , the old man will definitely do his best."

At this time, Zhu Yi also laughed at the side.

"My son-in-law, I have already said that Shibo is a loyal minister with great righteousness in his heart. The Supreme Emperor and the Holy Mother can rely on him as their confidants."

Jiao Jing also nodded.

The atmosphere seemed peaceful, but Zhu Jian instinctively sensed something was wrong, pondered for a moment, and waved his hands.

"You two are too well-reputed. As ministers and serving the imperial court, you dare not give up your heart!"

Hearing this, Jiao Jing's heart sank a little. At Zhu Jian's level, it really wasn't enough to coax him with a few compliments.

Fortunately, before coming here, Jiao Jing asked Zhu Yi about Zhu Jian's character, and also went to the Secretary of General Administration to read his past memorials, and knew his basic attitude towards the Supreme Emperor, so he was not discouraged.

After sorting out his language, Jiao Jing continued to speak.

"What Master Zhu said is true, but Your Excellency has been at the border for a long time, and has just returned to the capital recently, and will preside over such a major event as the Wara Peace Conference. It must be the time when you need to understand many major events in Beijing and China."

"I'm not talented, but because of my status as a foreign relative, I often go to the palace to talk with the Holy Mother, so I know the inside story of some important events in the court. I don't know my lord, but if you are interested, listen to the old man's nagging?"

Zhu Jian narrowed his eyes, seemingly hesitating.

However, after glancing at Zhu Yi who was drinking tea with her head bowed, he finally nodded lightly and said, "Then thank you son-in-law..."

(End of this chapter)