I am the king of the dead

Chapter 129 Rebuke the Metropolitan Procuratorate

Lu Zhong left Prince Tan's Mansion to handle the matters His Majesty asked, but Xing'an asked in a low voice: "Your Majesty, what about the Metropolitan Procuratorate?"

Zhu Qiyu hesitated for a while, he wanted to do something earth-shattering when he worshiped his ancestors!

The people of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, this cannot allow them to form a joint force, otherwise it will cause delays.

"After the curfew last night, they were still drinking and having fun. I wrote a reprimand and sent it to the Metropolitan Procuratorate, saying that there is a censor impeaching the Metropolitan Procuratorate. All the censors of the Metropolitan Procuratorate gathered together."

"Let them all be in danger, dog eat dog."

"For the position of the Chief Constitution, Zuodu Censor, don't let the officials recommend anyone for the time being. I want to see what they can do for the position of the Chief Constitution."

As an emperor, if he really wanted to deal with his courtiers, he didn't need so many tricks. With just this trick, the Metropolitan Procuratorate would have to smoke everywhere.

Dare to join hands to kill the emperor?

"Your Majesty is wise." Xing'an said convincingly.

Zhu Qiyu shook his head: "What is wise, I am an emperor, and they are all my subjects. I use this kind of trick to teach them a lesson. In the future, it is the right way to do things for the country with all my heart."

Zhu Qiyu hoped that they would be decent people, and they would become officials standing up.

Zhu Qiyu didn't want to make an ugly scene, but the censors of the Metropolitan Procuratorate really couldn't understand the situation clearly.

This can be regarded as one of the orthodox maladministration. Zhu Qizhen's employment is too arbitrary.

He quickly wrote the rebuke and edict and handed it over to Xing'an.

"The Beijing camp is off today, isn't it? Training will resume on the fifth day of the new year. Who is on duty?" Zhu Qiyu arranged for today's work, only to remember that tomorrow is the New Year's Eve.

The sergeants in the Beijing camp have family members accompanying the army, and they all live in the city. Once there is smoke, they can naturally return to the camp at any time.

However, 2 people are still arranged to guard the nine gates. The Chinese New Year seems to be slack, but it is actually more strict than usual.

Xing'an looked it up carefully and said: "Shi Heng, the commander-in-chief, and Yang Jun, the son of Yang Hong, Marquis of Changping."

"Didn't Yang Jun have [-] wounds in his body? He still needs to guard the Nine Gates?" Of course Zhu Qiyu knew that Yang Hongzi and Yang Jun were seriously injured.

It's only been two months, just a little better, and you started to patrol?

"Yes." Xing'an bowed his head and said, "Changping Marquis Yang Hong's family education is strict. Yang Jun just got better, so he put on all his clothes and followed Yu Shaobao to Kyushu outside the mountain. He started to be on duty as soon as he came back."

Zhu Qiyu thought about it carefully and said: "Let him rest, he has been hurt for a hundred days, it's only been two months, let Lu Zicai visit him every day, if he really recovers, it won't be too late to get an errand. "

Xing'an hurriedly bowed his head: "The minister accepts the order."

Yang Jun was wounded [-] times in the battle to defend the capital, and Yang Hong has reached the age of ancient times, and he still guards the Xuanfu for the border defense of the Ming Dynasty.

Yang Hong has been fighting for more than [-] years since he inherited a hundred households to garrison Kaiping in the first year of Yongle.

Zhu Qiyu nodded and said: "I remember that Marquis Yang Hong of Changping still has an old mother, who is now in her eighties. In this case, you send a Chinese envoy to bring some New Year gifts."

Xing'an hurriedly wrote it down, bowed his head and said, "Yes."

It is a tradition in the Ming Dynasty to send Chinese envoys to give New Year's gifts, but if they are specially instructed, they must be taken care of.

Zhu Qiyu came to the stable, got on his horse, and headed towards Dashiyongfang.

Dashi Yongfang is located in the south of West Chang'an Avenue, next to Jinyiwei, the Dudufu of the Five Armies and the Yamen of the Six Departments.

This is the gathering place of the officials of the Ming Dynasty, and it is also a standard "villa" area that violates the laws and regulations of the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Qiyu planned to tidy up the place, set up the official residence, send the courtiers in, and Taiji Factory drew the blueprints.

This matter should be handled together with the matter of arresting broker compradors and persecuting private kiln owners.

Wearing a full body uniform, he dismounted at the Jinyiwei Yamen, and walked towards Dashi Yongfang. Dashi Yongfang was on the west side of Jinyiwei Yamen, not across the street.

Lu Zhong followed Zhu Qiyu with a group of brocade guards, guarding the left and right.

"This group of people is really magnificent." Zhu Qiyu frowned frequently as he walked through the streets of Dashi Yongfang.

For example, the restaurant in front of Zhu Qiyu is 99 feet high, about 33 feet wide, about [-] feet wide, about [-] feet deep, and eight and a half rooms.

Just right, it is one foot lower than Fengtian Hall, one foot narrower, one foot shallower, and half a room less.

It is not presumptuous.

Zhu Qiyu looked up, ah...Yanxinglou.

That's all right, own industry...

Xing'an once asked His Majesty about the suspected usurpation of Yanxing Tower, but Zhu Qiyu did not allow Xing'an to start construction.

Zhu Qiyu looked at the huge Yanxing Building with great interest, and the missing half of the rooms were where Xing'an's fans from Dongchang stayed on weekdays.

At this time, Xing'an, with His Majesty's edict, and a group of followers, holding up canopies, came to the Metropolitan Procuratorate across the street from Dashi Yongfang.

"The censors of the Metropolitan Procuratorate accept the order!" Xing'an's voice was full of anger.

The Metropolitan Procuratorate was full of chaos, Chen Yi, Gu Yao and other censors came out from each room, gathered in the courtyard of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and fell to their knees on the ground with a clatter.

"The ministers have a heart of respect and fear, and the court etiquette is naturally serious. Compared with the court officials, they bowed privately, knelt down and saluted more, talking and laughing in groups of three or four, a little fearless! Where is this respectful heart?"

Bow, kneel and worship, this kind of etiquette is only performed when meeting the emperor, and it is a major festival.

However, there are a lot of ministers bowing and kneeling privately when they enter the court, especially in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, which is even more common.

Zhu Qiyu's first article reprimanded them for kneeling in private.

These censors of the Metropolitan Procuratorate impeach others for being disrespectful every day, but they themselves are indeed the most disrespectful.

Xing'an continued to shout: "It is customary for the guards to change their positions every day. They want to get to know each other so as to distinguish between traitors and fakes. But now, when the five drums are not in power, they are rushing in and out. What is the fear?"

The curfew is an iron law of the capital of the Ming Dynasty. At night, after the curfew, these censors still indulge in pleasures, and the guards can't control the censors.

The guards couldn't control them, so Zhu Qiyu naturally could.

"Its list tells the four gates of the imperial city that they should abide by the ancestral law from now on. Those who dare to continue to violate it will be inspected by rectification and inspected by the censor and Honglu Temple officials. There will be no forgiveness for serious crimes!"

"The position of chief constitution has been vacant for a long time, and I am very worried. This scripture has requested that someone has already been selected. Suddenly, I heard that there is a report from the secretary. This person has a curfew and night walks, and there is nothing to do. I am very entangled!"

"Chin this."

Zhu Qiyu's tone was extremely strong, to give the censors of the Metropolitan Procuratorate a face, if they don't want to be face-to-face, then Zhu Qiyu can only help them be face-to-face.

There are three things in total, it is not allowed to kneel and worship privately, you are not allowed to move around after the curfew, and Chen Yi's position as the chief constitution... is gone.

There is a price to be paid for speaking wild words.

And Chen Yi took the edict tremblingly, completely numb.

He was recommended by Yu Qian, and then he went to the capital to defend and farm and fight. He was responsible for fortifying the walls and clearing the fields.

But... I went out to have a drink at night, and was reprimanded by His Majesty. The duck I got just flew away!

Xing'an flicked his sleeves and left without saying a word.

"Chen Yushi." Gu Yao asked in a low voice, "What should I do?"

Gu Yao used to call Chen Yi Chen Zongxian, but now it is changed to Chen Yushi. Everyone knows that His Majesty does not intend to use Chen Yi anymore.

It is typical that yesterday was Xiao Tiantian, and today it is Mrs. Niu.

Chen Yi said with a dusty face: "Even if you go to find Yu Shaobao, it won't help. Yu Shaobao protects him..."

Yu Qian recommended Chen Yi because of Chen Yi's ability. If Chen Yi commits a crime, will Yu Qian protect him?
will not.

Because the entire Ming Dynasty knew that Yu Qian would not engage in clique affairs, and it would be impossible for him to be the censor of the left capital.

Chen Yi went to the Jiuzhong Hall of Yu Mansion to find Yu Qian, but Yu Qian followed Jin Lian in Daxing and preached the policies of His Majesty's Farm Law.

At this time, Zhu Qiyu saw all kinds of things in the world.

"What are these people doing?" Zhu Qiyu asked curiously, looking at the group of yamen servants surrounded in front of him.

A yamen servant saw Zhu Qiyu and the crowd waiting, so he came up to chase him away, pointed at Zhu Qiyu and said loudly: "Who are you, what are you looking at! Don't join in the fun! The government is doing business, idlers are waiting..."

Before the yamen servant could finish speaking, Lu Zhong's Xiuchun knife had already been unsheathed, and a flash of light flashed across the yamen servant, so frightened that the yamen servant froze in place dumbfounded.

Almost, almost, the tip of the knife is only a little away from the nose!

A handful of hair scattered under the blade, slipped from the yamen servant's eyes, and scattered in the west wind.

A puddle of clear water slowly seeped out from the crotch of the yamen servant, and finally expanded into a large piece, which fell to the ground with a tick.

Very fast knife.

Zhu Qiyu let go of Lu Zhong's hand and said, "Those who don't know are innocent."

Lu Zhong was rushing to kill people just now, he drew his knife and slashed vigorously, the movement was done in one go, and the speed was extremely fast.

If Zhu Qiyu hadn't caught Lu Zhong with his sharp eyes and quick hands, the servant would be a dead man now.

Those who don't know are not guilty. The government servants don't know that Zhu Qiyu is the emperor, and the crime is not worthy of death.

What is the crime of denouncing Chengyu?Disrespectful.

There was nothing wrong with Lu Zhong pointing at the emperor, but those who didn't know were innocent, Zhu Qiyu was wearing ordinary clothes.

This is the difference between a sergeant and a yamen servant. The yamen servant is good at arresting robbers, but when facing life and death, he is also trembling with fear.

"I... this subordinate knows." Lu Zhong let out a foul breath, and put away the knife.

"Tell me what happened." Zhu Qiyu said to the yamen servant.

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(End of this chapter)