please make me king

Chapter 1195 The death of the prince
Prince Zheng's son Zhu Yizhong is a jerk, but he is also a jerk of the Zhu family of the Ming Dynasty.

As the saying goes: Thunder, rain and dew are all the grace of the king.

Although this person has a thousand damn reasons, but if you want to kill him, it is not a simple matter.

According to the normal procedure, an upright censor is needed to collect hard evidence, then investigate and deal with it through the imperial court, and finally report to the emperor to punish the crime by law.

Fortunately, Wang Ding, the commander-in-chief of the Yulin Battalion, is not an official of the Ming Dynasty now, no matter how strict the Ming court's laws are, there is nothing he can do.

However, although the imperial court can't do anything to the "thief", can it also do nothing to you?

Yang Sichang, the right governor, and Zhu Dadian, the governor of the water transport, heard that the "thief" wanted to kill Zhu Yizhong, the son of King Zheng, and they looked at each other in blank dismay.

How to do?
If you respond, you will not be reconciled!

Soldiers, unknown weapons, are by no means child's play.

If Yang Sichang and Zhu Dadian retreated because of a prince's son and missed a major military and state affairs, it would be an unavoidable death penalty and a living crime.

If you refuse, you dare not!

Originally, if the "thief" killed this person secretly, and the court blamed him in the future, they would have reason to shirk it, and at most they would be punished with a fine and a demotion.

What's more, now that the imperial court is employing people, as long as he has the ability, he will have a chance to recover sooner or later.

It's just that the "thief" asked so openly and aboveboard, and it put Yang Sichang, the right governor, and Zhu Dadian, the governor of water transport, on the fire.

"Supervisor, how should we deal with this matter?" Zhu Dadian didn't want to take the blame, so he took the lead in complaining to Yang Sichang.

"'I don't accept military orders abroad', Zhu Junmen can do whatever he wants, so why ask for instructions on everything, so as not to delay the military plane?" Yang Sichang, an official to the Ministry of War, is three points more slippery than Zhu Dadian.

Nima!

Zhu Dadian cursed inwardly, and thought: I am in a daze, I should be wise and protect myself, how can I take the initiative to provoke Yang Sichang, the current minister of the Ministry of War and the right supervisor?
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but ordered aloud: "Pass the military order of the supervisor, the so-called 'King Zheng's son' in the city is a counterfeit thief, shoot me to death with random arrows!"

While Zhu Dadian gave the order, he desperately winked at his confidant Zhang Shiyi.

Nima, now it's the right supervisor Yang Sichang's turn to scold her.

"Military Gate!" Seeing this, General Zhang Shiyi could only take a few steps forward helplessly to obey orders.

In the end, never thinking that Zhu Dadian didn't give the order, instead he stooped and tugged on Yang Sichang's sleeve, explaining in a low voice: "My lord, please be safe and don't be impatient. It doesn't matter whether this city is the real son or not. You must not leave him on the spot." Shot!"

Yang Sichang was originally full of anger, but he was taken aback when he heard the words, and then he realized that there must be a reason for it.

He couldn't help asking: "What do you mean?"

"It's like the story of the frightened bird, but it's just a false alarm!" Zhu Dadian couldn't help explaining.

"Oh? That's how it is!" Yang Sichang felt relieved.

Then Zhu Dadian saw that Yang Sichang had understood his "good intentions", so he turned his head and scolded Zhang Shiyi: "What are you doing standing here, you don't have eyes? Why don't you shoot that 'fake son' to death with me?" !"

"The last general takes orders!" Zhang Shiyi didn't understand that Zhu Dadian, the governor of water transportation, was talking to Yang Sichang, the right governor, and to himself, so he quickly answered.

This is a "dirty job". If it is done well, it will be useless, if it is done badly, it will be a crime, and non-governor's cronies cannot do it.

It is said that Zhang Shiyi received the order, and quickly selected a sharpshooter from among the soldiers, for fear that he would accidentally shoot Zhu Yizhong, the son of Prince Zheng, to death.

Not to mention how the Ming army under the city behaved, let's say that the soldiers of the rebel army above the city have received military orders from the commander-in-chief king.

Du Hongyu, the director general, personally led the soldiers to push "Zheng Wangshizi" up the wall of Huaiqing Mansion, and shouted loudly. Sure enough, the Ming army under the city did not dare to move around, and they looked at each other for a while, and did not dare to continue to attack.

Du Hongyu couldn't help being overjoyed, and triumphantly said: "Those who have the guts just shoot, shoot Prince Zheng's son to death, let the emperor cut off your heads, click, click."

While threatening, he also gestured, and at the same time dubbed the voice, quite like a storyteller.

Seeing that the Ming army that had attacked the city violently receded like a tide, Du Hongyu was so proud that he almost danced on the city.

As a result, no one thought about it, and I don't know how long it took, and suddenly shouted: "The son of King Zheng in the city is a fake thief, shoot him to death and you will be rewarded!"

Then, the soldiers under the city raised their guns, drew their bows and arrows and shot fiercely at the city.

"Straight mother thief!" Du Hongyu was taken aback, and hurriedly dragged the "son of Prince Zheng" beside him, turned to one side, and fell on the ground.

"What's going on, where did you show off?" Du Hongyu couldn't help but wonder.

"Director, I didn't do anything!" The "son of King Zheng" wanted to cry when he heard the words, "Didn't you say that as long as I wear this brocade robe, I will be safe?"

"Zhiniang thief, what's going on!" Du Hongyu wondered in his heart, he couldn't help but stretched his head from the side of the parapet to take a look, only to see that the officers and soldiers in the city were still taking turns to shoot without stopping.

"Are you okay!" Du Hongyu really couldn't figure it out, so he couldn't help but care about it casually.

"It's okay, it's okay, although I'm not wearing armor, the enemy didn't shoot at me anyway!" This soldier is a veteran, and he can identify the enemy's target just by the sound of arrows piercing the air and the sound of firecrackers.

"It's not aimed at you? Could it be that it's still aimed at me!" Du Hongyu was taken aback when he heard the words, and then reacted.

"Straight mother, scare me. It turned out that it was a big knife on the grave to scare ghosts."

"Come on, here you are!" Du Hongyu turned his head to search, found an arrow that the Ming army had missed, grabbed it and handed it to "Prince Zheng".

"Director, why are you giving me this?" The "son of Prince Zheng" asked strangely.

"Please go to hell!" Du Hongyu couldn't help sneering when he heard the words, "Since they can't shoot, let's help him shoot!"

It is said that the general Zhang Shiyi commanded the soldiers to shoot three or four rounds in a row, and his heart was about the same, so he was going to call for money to withdraw the troops and hand over orders to Yang Sichang and Zhu Dadian.

Unexpectedly, there was a sudden scream in the city, and then someone shouted angrily: "What an unfaithful and unrighteous person, even the son of the vassal clan was shot to death!"

Zhang Shiyi was taken aback for a moment, his face changed drastically, and he almost said "I am not, I will blurt out if I don't".

However, he immediately realized that he couldn't say this at all, and it was useless to say it, but it would damage morale.

He ran back in a hurry, saw Yang Sichang and Zhu Dadian with gloomy faces, and couldn't help explaining: "My lord, I really don't do my business. There is no one who shoots arrows in the direction of Shizi, and I don't know." how so."

"Don't do your business!" Zhu Dadian interrupted Zhang Shiyi's defense with his hand, and turned to Yang Sichang, "It seems that this is a conspiracy of a 'thief', and the son was actually killed by a 'rebellious minister and thief'!"

"Yes, this 'thief' is really hateful!" Yang Sichang also reacted.

No matter what the truth is, they are determined not to admit this matter, and if they do, they will be in big trouble.

"People below, listen to me!" Just when Yang Sichang and Zhu Dadian had just figured out a countermeasure, that hateful voice sounded from the top of the wall again.

"Since Prince Zheng's son was shot to death by you, I will hang his body on the top of the wall."

"If you dare to attack the city again, I'll cut him into several pieces and throw him down the city wall. Don't say that I didn't predict it!"

(End of this chapter)