Daming Jingtai: I am the eternal benevolent king

Chapter 417 Jing Gui’s copywriting is shocking, and the purge of the court is blocked!

Dongchang was imprisoned.

There were cries and howls everywhere.

The imperial prison that had been empty for more than ten years was overcrowded, and the prisons of Jinyiwei, Xingbu, Dali Temple, Xichang, and Beizhen Fusi that had been temporarily recruited were almost full.

Jing Guiwen, on the other hand, was only detained for seven days.

Jing Guiwen didn't even get through the first round of torture before he was tortured all over.

Who was his superior, who was his relationship, how many bribes he had received since he became a merit-examination doctor, and who he had spoken to were all explained one by one.

In just one day, the Dongchang Prison was full and more than 40 people were tortured to death.

The people in the court were panic-stricken, and the officials in various government offices were extremely frightened, fearing that they would be the next ones to be arrested.

On the third day, all the agents from the factory guards, Heibingtai, and the Imperial City Division were dispatched, from the capital to the local areas, arresting people all the time.

On the seventh day of the Jinggui Incident, the number of people tortured to death reached 172.

And the number of people involved has exceeded 10,000.

The entire Ming Dynasty was shrouded in violent storms.

Liu Jian, the chief assistant of the dynasty, went to the East Palace to plead for mercy, but Liu Jian was left idle at home. Xie Qian interceded for Liu Jian, and Xie Qian was left idle.

Zhu Jianji went to court every morning, but he did not allow the courtiers to mention Jinggui's copywriting, allowing Jinggui's copywriting to ferment.

Not only civil servants were implicated, but more than a dozen lords including Duke Fang Shouxiang and Marquis of Yangwu Xue Ju were arrested and thrown into prison for torture.

Some honorable nobles begged for mercy, but Zhu Jian took away his position and lived idle.

Someone went to the palace to see the old emperor, but the old emperor said that he was ill and could not see people, clearly supporting the fourth child.

Li Dongyang encouraged many old ministers and was about to go to the Weeping Gate when news came that the old emperor was seriously ill.

The court officials definitely wanted to visit, but Zhu Jianji stopped them.

Wang Shu, Yang Xin and other veterans were so angry that they jumped on their feet.

Yang Tinghe and Shangshu asked to resign, but Zhu Jianji naturally refused to approve and stayed on without making any progress, which made Yang Tinghe half angry to death.

But Jinggui's copywriting has implicated more and more people.

The case has been investigated since the 64th year of Jingtai's reign. It has uncovered layers of corruption, private use of public tools, and even hidden rules for official promotions.

More and more people are being arrested, but fewer and fewer people are being tortured to death.

Those who were tortured to death were mostly scapegoats with a certain death wish, hoping to use this method to prevent Zhu Jianji from continuing the investigation.

But Zhu Jianjian refused to accept this trick and beat him to death.

As a result, the truth found out became more and more shocking.

The promotion of officials seems to be based on merit, but in fact it is based on party affiliation and alignment. Regional parties have emerged in the DPRK, such as the Zhejiang Party, the Kunming Party, the Qin Party, the Yue Party, etc. These forces are intertwined and form a chain. A big woven net.

Officials who want to be promoted must either join these parties or find backers in the DPRK and China to spend as much money as possible.

60% of the officials who have been promoted in the past ten years are the sons of wealthy businessmen. Those wealthy businessmen send their sons to serve as officials in the court because of their wealth, and then spend a lot of money and give green lights to their sons to promote smoothly.

but.

Did he become an official just for fun? The cost must be recovered.

How to collect it?

In the local area, find a way to use the funds allocated by the Central Government. Anyway, wherever the money is handled, you can scrape out two taels of sesame oil.

For such a huge empire, money is calculated in hundreds of millions. Who can tell if each scrape costs a few hundred yuan? But how many hundreds of scratches were there? How much money can be left out of 100 million?

Then just create a clever excuse to destroy roads, create accidents, and let the money disappear out of thin air. Then create a confusing account that no one can find out, and then choose a scapegoat and let him take the blame.

Is there any official who is not greedy?

Not to mention being an official, even a local official who is as small as a shrimp will pull money from his own hands and use his position to make money.

Local wealthy households, local wealthy households, who are they?

They are all people who have a close relationship with the court officials, and they are definitely not ordinary people with no power.

Even though the old emperor always hoped that the promotion channels for officials would be transparent and smooth from top to bottom.

Just think about it.

Don’t have money and want to get promoted? Don't even think about it.

Some people would say that the imperial examination is fair, and only those with real talent and practical knowledge can pass the examination?

That was thirty years ago in Jingtai, and those who passed the examination were all capable, but the subsequent imperial examinations were just a formality!
Which of the sons of officials in the DPRK did not pass the imperial examination?
Do they all have real talents and learning?
There are many doorways here.

As long as there are people, there are rivers and lakes, there are interests, and there is nothing that cannot be bought.

Human nature is the same everywhere.

In the 42nd year of Jingtai, the imperial court briefly issued an imperial edict prohibiting the children of merchants from entering politics. It was implemented for two years. Looking at the list of Jinshi, it is true that there are no sons of merchants, but won't they pretend to be others? Won't you change your name?

Now, which official in North Korea and China does not have the support of a large financial group?

It's not wealthy businessmen with hundreds of millions of dollars, but large consortiums with tens of billions or hundreds of billions behind them, who can make them do whatever they want.

Who dares to say that it must be officials manipulating the consortium?
This policy stopped in the forty-fourth year of Jingtai. At that time, the old emperor was in his prime, but he could not stop the power of capital to control the court. Twenty years later, what stage has capital penetrated into the court?

After Zhu Jianzhen read all the secret memorials, he saw one word, money!

The unspoken rule of the bureaucracy, in the final analysis, is to exchange money for officials.

A few years ago, it was quite secretive, but now, prices are all clearly marked, and there are brokers in the middle.

When Zhu Jianjian sent people to arrest these brokers, most of them committed suicide, thinking that the clues would be lost?

He directly mobilized the Sui army to arrest these brokers.

The Ming army has been corrupted, and the Sui army won't listen to you, right?
In fact, Zhu Jianjian was seeking to borrow an army of ten thousand people from Germany to see how those who could not understand Chinese would stir up the situation in the Ming Dynasty.

"Fourth brother, are you here?" The old emperor, who was seriously ill, was in high spirits and still lingering.

"Dad, by spreading the news that you are seriously ill, does it seem like cursing you?"

Zhu Qiyu waved his hand: "It doesn't matter, I'll curse you to death. I'm almost ninety. I'm good enough. How are you preparing?"

"Shocking."

Zhu Jianjian smiled bitterly and said: "Everything in the world is rotten. The local areas are not rotten first, but the center is rotten first. The rottenness from top to bottom has become a huge cancer today."

"Tell me how to solve it."

Zhu Qiyu said long ago that the world has long since fallen, and Zhu Jianqi is just a successor. It is precisely because he has no ability that he is dying faster and faster.

"I think it is useless to just kill, treating the symptoms but not the root cause."

"Consortia and politics must be separated, otherwise the world will become dominated by consortiums sooner or later. Even Lao Zhu's family is just a plaything of consortiums."

Zhu Jianjian was very pessimistic: "But how easy is it to separate politics and business?"

"When Taizu established the Ming Dynasty, many of the systems he established seem so prescient now. The imperial edict clearly spelled out how to govern politics, but later generations turned a blind eye."

He wanted to seek inspiration and nourishment from Da Gao.

Zhu Qiyu said: "The imperial edict is good, but it is too idealistic. How can the government be governed step by step like a book? Everything is planned?"

"impossible."

"The real world changes randomly. Nothing remains the same. You have to learn and apply it and solve problems with a development perspective."

"Dealing with people and dealing with people are all college knowledge. As you grow older and experience more things, you can sum it up bit by bit."

"Moreover, everyone has a personal style in handling government affairs."

"Fourth."

"Do you know why officials began to become corrupt in the 30th year of Jingtai?"

"Because the court officials spent thirty years thinking about me and thinking about me thoroughly, I became a fool and began to be manipulated casually."

"As for the boss, he has been taught by these people since he was a child, and his three views were established for him by these courtiers."

"My sons receive the best education and are all diligent. It is possible that they have character flaws, but how is it possible that they are idiots and stupid pigs?"

"But look back at the boss."

"Isn't that what the civil servants want."

"It took the civil servants thirty years to carve out a piece of art, but after twenty years of use, they found it was not useful and abandoned it."

"Where's you?"

"No one has figured out your tricks yet, that's why you can still control everything in the court."

"Fourth, when one day you are figured out, you will be like me, becoming a fool and a blind man, and finally pretending to be dead in the harem, just lingering."

Zhu Qiyu said back: "However, the separation of politics and business has been impossible from ancient times to the present."

"As far as I know, in the families of officials now, one of the sons is in politics, one is in business, and one is in the military. They cover each other. Only in a large family can the inheritance be ensured with a clear division of labor."

"Even if you have great courage and can split up the big family, make the blood relationship weak, and then turn into a monogamous system without concubines, the husband will be an official, the wife will be a businessman, and have three sons, but you will still be back to the original point."

"Unless you can make everyone in the world have only one child, but can you do it?"

"I can't do it."

"The separation of politics and business is just an ideal state."

"A person's life is nothing more than power, money and sex."

"It's not just men, it's also true for women."

"If you want to separate these three things from a person's humanity, even Buddha and God can't do it. Can you do it?"

Zhu Qiyu smiled and said: "So, Emperor Taizu has been killing people all his life, and he changed before he died."

"Because human nature is evil!"

"No matter how many books you read from sages, you are just pretending to be sinful!"

"Fourth, you are not young anymore. You cannot regard reality as an ideal world. Do you know why people in the real world lack ideals?"

"Because when people are tired of eating people, they all want to talk about their ideals. But if this person eats too much, his mind will be empty and he will have no ideals. Therefore, he is willing to listen to others talk about their ideals, and then tell the world about their ideals. People fool everyone in the world, but he doesn’t want ideals.”

"And this person is exactly the one in power."

"Aren't you and I the same people who talk about ideals while eating people?"

"So, don't expect others to do things you can't do. I live such a restrained life and can't restrain these three things, let alone others?"

"As for the ideal world where everyone is sanctified, it only exists in our imagination."

Zhu Jianji smiled suddenly: "It seems that my son is overthinking."

"You are the emperor on horseback. If you understand the battlefield, you should understand the human heart."

"If I were a commoner, I would let my son engage in politics, business, and the military. I would entrust the entire world to my son, why not to the clan? Why not to the meritorious officials? This is selfish, and everyone has it. "

"The royal family can have it, but the common people can't have it. Only the state officials are allowed to set fires and the people are not allowed to light lamps?"

"Hmph, even if everyone in the world tells you that he has it, can you dig out someone's heart and have a look? Even if you do, would you believe it?"

Zhu Qiyu said: "So, killing is just a technique, and the purpose of using the technique is to achieve your goal."

"Whatever you want, it's time to reach out and ask for it."

"Son, please teach me!" Zhu Jianji handed over his hand.

"Go and get your imperial power back. Dad can still support you for a while, but you can't go too far."

Knowing destiny means that a person has a thorough understanding of life, or in other words, when a person reaches a certain age, he can predict his own life span.

Zhu Qiyu already felt that his life was coming to an end.

His favorite thing now is to sit by the window and look at the warm sun outside, without missing a single glance.

On his way back, Zhu Jianjian was still thinking about one thing.

Is it enough to take back the imperial power that once belonged to Zhu Qiyu?
That's absolutely not what he wanted.

High-ranking officials in the DPRK and Central Government have financial groups behind them. Are local officials also supported by a group of Gods of Wealth? Then why am I, Zhu Jianji, so poor?
The Prince of the East Palace is poorer than you ministers?
Is that true?
This world belongs to my family, I want you to pay me some money!

Entering Xu Qin Palace, Zhu Jianji issued an order to kill those who were verified, lose their property, and exile them to Yenisei.

It has been eighteen days since Jinggui's copywriting was fermented.

A total of 27689 people were arrested. Except for those who were tortured to death, the court never dealt with them.

However, after Zhu saw the imperial edict, he directly executed more than 400 people, including civil servants and nobles. The circumstances were extremely abominable.

A bowl of water is flat.

In fact, it is to scare officials in the DPRK and China into taking me, Zhu Jianji, seriously.

Sure enough, when the first batch of execution lists came out, the whole court exploded. Some officials made some comments, and the officials who were criticized read a copy in the court and were immediately left idle.

Everyone could see that Zhu Jianji was determined to do something big.

However, Liu Jian and Xie Qian, who had been idle, had figured it out in the past few days. Zhu Jianjian seemed to be reorganizing the court, but he was actually dissatisfied with the infringement of imperial power.

Doesn’t the old emperor know the real situation in the DPRK?
Of course he knew, but why didn't he care?
Because when he was in power, no one dared to erode his imperial power.

It was after Zhu Jianqi came to power that the imperial power began to shrink.

Zhu Jianji is back.

However, the court officials still stole the power and refused to return it to Lao Si, so Lao Si became anxious and wanted to kill someone.

But is it okay to just return the authority now?

Of course not. Can I leave without paying interest?

"Marvin was promoted this time."

Liu Jian smiled bitterly: "Jing Guiwen's top backer is Ma Wensheng. Ma Wensheng probably never imagined that he would fall into the hands of a pawn."

"not necessarily."

Xie Qian was at Liu Jian's house, chatting around the fire at night, and then sighed: "What the prince wants is not to cleanse the court, but to regain power. As long as Ma Wensheng is willing to give in and be an obedient minister, he can naturally take care of himself."

"He was just implicated. If something happens, Your Majesty will protect him."

Liu Jian disagreed: "The prince is making such a big fuss. If he doesn't kill a few old ministers, how can he start the fire in the first place?"

"Ma Wensheng, the portion is enough."

"Don't forget, His Majesty left Ma Wensheng in the center to protect the deposed prince. If a war breaks out, Ma Wensheng and Yu Zijun can lead the expedition at any time."

"But the prince doesn't need such a handsome man."

"He is the emperor on horseback. He has no problem in driving and conducting military campaigns. He has many generals who are good at conquering and fighting."

"So, I would rather touch Ma Wensheng than you and me."

Liu Jiandao.

Xie Qian narrowed his eyes slightly: "Brother Xixian, did you retreat on purpose?"

Liu Jian smiled and said nothing.

"Brilliant!"

"When there is such a strong wind and rain in the court, and I don't know where the road ahead is, it is better to retreat temporarily to avoid its sharp edge."

"Brother Xixian, your alertness and alertness are far inferior to those of my brothers."

Liu Jian smiled and said: "Yu Qiao, didn't you also take the opportunity to retreat? And you still laughed at me as your brother?"

"It's not a mockery, it's just that I followed your footsteps when I saw Brother Xixian retreating into the mountains and forests."

In terms of alertness, Xie Qian is definitely not as good as Liu Jian.

But he will follow Liu Jian's footsteps, which is his cleverness.

Liu Jian laughed loudly: "So let me tell you, Ma Wensheng will not survive this time. Even if His Majesty protects him, if his official career comes to an end and is stained, his reputation in this life will be gone, and his life will be with him."

"This fourth child is indeed extraordinary."

"Silence, you are already His Highness the Crown Prince, how can you call out the serial number casually like a young man? You don't know what the crime is if it is spread out?" Xie Qian frowned.

"It's just you and me calling like this."

Liu Jian smiled and said: "He is by no means a narrow-minded person. I have known him for many years and know him well. It's just that this time he suddenly attacked and knocked everyone out, giving him a small victory."

"If you want to win a big victory, it's useless to kill a few people."

"There is no shortage of people in this court."

"One group dies and another group emerges, and the wildfire cannot burn them all."

really.

Zhu Jianji wanted to take back the imperial power, but it was useless to kill a few people, so he ordered the execution of a second group of people, nearly a thousand people in total, all of whom were killed.

The old emperor was still "seriously ill", and the imperial doctors were all silent while going to and from the Yangxin Hall.

If you pretend for more than ten days, some people will still believe you. If you have been pretending for half a month, who will still believe you?

But Zhu Jianjian's purpose was revealed, and the courtiers did not panic. If you want the imperial power, you can return it to you, but you have to say, make a new rule, and everyone must abide by the new rule, which is fair.

The fourth child wants to formulate a rule where he has the final say and controls the officials like pigs and dogs.

The boss also tried to break the rules at the beginning, but he broke the rules set by the old emperor, not the rules set by the civil servants, but the courtiers all over the world abandoned him without hesitation.

Jingtai sixty-five years, the fourth day of February.

Ma Wensheng is ill.

I can't afford to be sick.

When Zhu Jianji heard the news, the corner of his mouth twitched: "This is the general's only army."

Ma Wensheng would rather die than let his fourth son start a fire. This determination is really terrifying.

Yu Zijun reported his old age and returned home.

That night, Zhu Jianji went to the Yangxin Hall to "serve the decoction in person".

"Are you having fun?"

Zhu Qiyu smiled and said: "Now I'm going to put you on the fire to roast you. If you want to kill them all, just kill them all. Once you kill them all, just change a group of people."

"But if you want something more, they just won't agree to it."

"Dad, please stop making sarcastic remarks. Is there anything you can do?" Zhu Jian was anxious.

When the purpose is exposed, killing is the most useless method.

If the fourth child really wanted to clean up the court and clean up the morals, people would be panicked, but if they found out that he just wanted to gain power, then everyone would not be afraid.

"The authorities are obsessed with it."

Zhu Qiyu smiled and said, "Have you stated your purpose? Or did they guess it?"

"As long as you don't say it, you can change!"

"It doesn't matter if you say it, it will change!" "Aren't they afraid of purging the court? Then purge the court! No profit! Just for Ming Dynasty!"

"Ah?" Zhu Jianyan was stunned for a moment.

He immediately understood: "Dad, what you mean is that they will never understand his son's thoughts?"

"If you were found out, what kind of emperor would you be?"

Zhu Qiyu pointed at his heart: "The emperor is the one who has a treacherous mind and is suspicious and fickle."

That night, Zhu Jianji issued an imperial edict to execute more than a thousand people and exile more than 3,000 people. The factory guards were dispatched again to arrest courtiers.

I thought the storm was over, but the factory guards moved again.

At the same time, news came out of Ma Wensheng's house that he was seriously ill, and Liu Jian and others went to visit.

Ma Wensheng was lying on the bed with a plain face: "Xixian, once I leave, the court will rely on you to stabilize the situation."

"I know, I know." Liu Jian did not expect that Ma Wensheng's body had deteriorated to such an extent.

After an official fan knows that he has lost power, his first thought is disbelief, and then he will go crazy. If his health is not good, he will age rapidly and then die.

Ma Wensheng is.

A few days ago, he was very high-spirited and in charge of the ministry.

In the blink of an eye, it is about to rotten wood, and the energy is like a gossamer.

And he died just right, without letting the wind and waves affect him, and without letting himself be stained. By the way, he also killed the Fourth Army and made everything that the Fourth did was in vain.

He deserves to enjoy the Imperial Ancestral Temple, no, he deserves to enjoy the Wenchen Temple!

All the civil servants in the world have to kowtow to him.

He was a civil servant for the world and blocked the way of Lao Si. He died for the civil servant of the world, which can be regarded as a martyrdom.

"Xixian, how is your Majesty's health?" Ma Wensheng was still thinking about the old emperor.

"Your Majesty's health has improved and he should be fine."

"As long as your Majesty is here, the Ming Dynasty will be stable, and I can go there with peace of mind." Ma Wensheng's words contain a hidden secret. The old emperor is here, and his posthumous name will be there.

His purpose is simple and clear, which is to prevent the fourth child from burning the three fires, and to prevent the fourth child from affecting the interests of civil servants.

The furious fourth child would most likely not give him a posthumous title, or even smash his tombstone.

But the old emperor is still there, and no matter how vicious the fourth child is, he can't surpass the emperor, so his posthumous title is definitely guaranteed.

Even if the fourth child withdraws his posthumous title in the future, the civil servants around the world will remember his kindness and help him retain his beautiful posthumous title. And his posthumous reputation will rise steadily over time, and he will be enshrined in the Confucian Temple in the future. , is certain.

The premise of all this is that the old emperor is still there.

That night, Ma Wensheng passed away peacefully.

When the Ministry of Rites promoted Ma Wen to a posthumous title, Wang Shu, Yang Xin, and Yu Zijun all fell ill.

Yang Xin was suffering from an acute illness. When he heard that the old emperor was seriously ill, he got angry and wanted to serve in the Yangxin Hall, but was blocked. After returning home, he became depressed and fell ill within a few days, but he was still there. After struggling to hold on, I collapsed immediately after hearing the news that Ma Wensheng had died of illness, and died that night.

It is said that he was still talking about the emperor before he died.

When the news came to the palace, Zhu Qiyu had tears in his eyes: "Wen Shi, Ling Tu, you take the first step, I will arrive soon."

Zhu Jianjian was worried that his father would be sad, so he put down his government affairs to serve him.

"Dad, my son executed the imperial doctor of Prince Fei's family. When the imperial hospital sent people there, he was already dead."

Zhu Qiyu waved his hand: "At such an old age, you can earn a living every day. He is my pioneer. He should be in front of me. My time has come. Fourth, I can't help you for too long. You have to find a way. , protect yourself.”

"Dad!" Zhu Jian said with tears in his eyes.

"Go, let me sit alone." Zhu Qiyu asked someone to open the door and look at the sun.

"Your Majesty, it's Dark Sky now."

"Forget it, go ahead."

Zhu Qiyu sat back on the couch and slowly closed his eyes, as if he was back when he was young.

This man was old and it was really hard for him. He might as well have died spectacularly.

But he cared too much and couldn't die.

Yu Zijun suffered a stroke, his mouth was crooked, his eyes were slanted, he couldn't take care of himself, and he couldn't handle government affairs.

In Caishikou, people are beheaded every day.

Obviously he has a gun and can be executed by shooting, but Zhu Jianjie likes to behead people, and he also stipulates that officials must be beheaded if they commit a capital crime.

The people watched it with great excitement.

But the government affairs are piled up, and no one has the time to deal with them.

Zhu Jianji issued imperial edicts every day, and thousands of officials came back to fill various ministries.

Li Dongyang, the second assistant, handled the government affairs calmly.

He did not redress the grievances of his colleagues, nor did he speak up for the criminals, nor did he get involved in the matter. Two of the three assistants in the cabinet were gone, and he took over the government affairs of the entire cabinet.

In the past few days, someone asked him to intercede with Lao Si.

But he refused to let go.

Just use this silent method to contend with Zhu Jianji.

And Zhu Jianji killed more and more people. Every day, thousands of officials in the capital were exiled, and in the local areas, they were killed in rivers of blood.

In some counties, officials from section chiefs to county magistrates were uprooted and even retired officials were arrested, tortured and interrogated, and countless people were killed.

From the village to the county, from the county to the prefecture, from the prefecture to the province, from the local area to the center, blood flowed like rivers, and everything was shrouded in a huge shadow.

Zhu Jianji waved his butcher knife.

In the past few days, armies from France, Germany, and Czechoslovakia have been stationed in the Ming Dynasty, as well as armies from vassal states all over the world, all gathered in the Ming Dynasty.

The garrison troops in each province are being replaced.

Many officials who had already served or retired were caught, beheaded, and exiled. Their carrots were pulled out and mud was brought up. Those who were implicated should be killed and those who should be arrested were arrested. The stolen money and money in the treasury were piled up like mountains.

Government orders came from the central government one after another.

Eight years before Jingtai, there were no more than 30,000 fans. By the 15th year of Jingtai, the number of fans exceeded 150,000. After that, it increased every year. At its peak, the number of fans exceeded one million.

However, after the forty-eighth year of Jingtai, the number of people began to decrease. By the sixty-fifth year of Jingtai, there were less than 30,000 usable fans.

After Zhu Jianji succeeded to the throne as crown prince, he selected more than 200,000 people from the orphans of the world war to serve as lieutenants. After more than a year of training, they were ready for use.

This year, show off your skills.

The entire Ming Dynasty was full of fanzi, and people were searched and arrested every day.

A factory guard whose reputation had been in disrepute for more than twenty years became famous in one battle.

The newspapers were full of abuse.

The more you scold, the more correct it proves.

Since the Jing Guiwen case, there have been two large-scale crying incidents, asking the old emperor to come forward and seek justice for the courtiers.

However, the old emperor did not appear.

Rumors that the prince had placed the emperor under house arrest had spread throughout the government and the public. Countless supporters of the old emperor had begun to organize themselves and went to Beijing to complain!
This news was published in all newspapers in the world.

Zhu Jianjian saw the newspaper and said: "This is the capital behind it."

At the same time, many people took trains to the capital, and riots broke out all over the country again. There were strikes, school strikes, and property strikes, and slogans were even shouted for the establishment of a new crown prince.

Zhu Jianjian wanted to suppress it, but the more he suppressed it, the stronger the backlash became, igniting the anger of four billion people.

He could only ask the old man.

"Invite the courtiers in." Zhu Qiyu was indeed in poor health these days, his face was pale, and he was seriously lacking in energy.

Zhu Jianji passed the order and asked the courtiers to come to the Yangxin Hall to worship.

Li Dongyang hadn't seen the old emperor for more than two months, but when he saw it, he was shocked that he had aged like this.

"Bin Zhi, come closer." Zhu Qiyu asked Li Dongyang to come over.

"Your Majesty, I am here." Li Dongyang crawled over.

"I'm fine. Let the people go to their places and stop making trouble."

Zhu Qiyu said: "My time is running out, let me walk the last part of the journey with peace of mind, okay? Binzhi?"

Li Dongyang burst into tears.

But Zhu Jianzhen was in tears at this moment and clenched his fists tightly. If only he had been more capable, he would not let his father suffer like this!

It's all his fault that he has no ability, and he still has to let the old man wipe his ass!

How is this different from Zhu Jianqi?
"I especially remember, Binzhi, when you were three years old, you were writing calligraphy in the Qianqing Palace. I said you were a child prodigy and gave you money."

"I watched you grow up, and you grew old with me."

"Binzhi, Futu (Ma Wensheng) has passed away, Shiying (Yu Zijun) has suffered a stroke, and Zong Guan (Wang Shu) still doesn't know whether he can survive the difficulty? Xixian (Liu Jian) ​​and Yu Qiao (Xie Qian) are again Being idle, the only person in the court who can shoulder the heavy burden is you."

"The fourth child is a soldier and is impatient. You help him."

"Shi Yong?"

Zhu Qiyu muttered something, and then Liu Daxia crawled over and sniffed: "Your Majesty, I am here!"

"Shi Yong, the fourth child's character is similar to yours. He will do anything to achieve his goals, but it is all for the sake of Ming Dynasty."

"I know what he is doing. Is this world still the Ming Dynasty that I and you created together?"

"Shi Yong, when I am gone, don't leave the court. The fourth child can inherit my legacy and continue this prosperous age with you."

Liu Daxia took a closer look at the old emperor and found that his illness was not pretending, and he was afraid that he was really going to die.

I couldn't help but feel sad and burst into tears.

"Jiefu."

Zhu Qiyu was looking for Yang Tinghe again: "I watched you grow up. You are very talented in poetry. I loved you when you were young and regarded you as my own son."

"The boss married your sister, so you can be considered my nephew."

"Jiefu, although you have a bad temper, you did not leave the court this time. I am very pleased. It means that you still have me in your heart and are thinking about me."

"The fourth child is different from the eldest brother. The eldest child lacks a stand and follows what others say. The fourth child is different. He has his own opinions and a firm stand."

"It's just that the fourth child was born in the military, and his methods and methods of doing things are different from those of the court."

"This time there has been such a big fuss, and I am so angry."

"This is a prosperous era created by me."

"This is the prosperous age that the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty built brick by brick with me. It is the prosperous age that the four billion people of the Ming Dynasty worked hard for several generations to create."

"I won't allow anyone to damage it. I'm still alive. I can't let this prosperous age grow old and die like me."

"Jie Fu, can you help a bunch of old boys?"

Yang Tinghe kowtowed vigorously: "I am willing!"

"Where is Zongcheng? Why didn't I see him?" Zhu Qiyu was looking for Xia Xun.

Little did he know that Xia Xun also fell ill.

Gao Ming and Liao Zhuang died last year.

Zhu Qiyu looked around and saw all the unfamiliar faces, and asked: "Where is Jizhi?"

"Your Majesty, Wang Shangshu is supervising Japan." Li Dongyang told him that Wang Hao was in Japan, not in the country.

Zhu Qiyu suddenly nodded, and after a while he said: "Your Majesty."

"I think it's right for the fourth son to purge the court."

"When I changed the crown prince, I said that we would eradicate corruption. When the fourth child came back, I also killed a lot of them."

"But the killing was not complete."

"This time Jinggui's copywriting reveals that the case was really shocking during the prosperous Ming Dynasty."

"Fire is cooking oil, I have said it countless times, but you all have ignored it."

"But I feel that if we don't purge it, the Ming Dynasty will not last more than fifty years."

Li Dongyang immediately understood that the old emperor was giving everyone reassurance. Zhu Jianji simply purged the court and nothing else.

The fourth child is not trying to take away power, but is just a thorn in the side of the new official.

"Your Majesty, now that the world is in panic and the subjects are in panic and it is difficult to feel at ease, please Your Majesty, please issue an edict to calm the hearts of the subjects in the world!" An official crawled out.

"You come closer? I can't see who you are?" Zhu Qiyu said.

"Weichen Youdu Censor Zhang Jin, don't you remember Weichen?"

"Why did your voice change?"

Zhu Qiyu waved him over: "I heard from Han Wen that you have been in Sichuan these past few years. When did you return to Beijing? Why didn't you come to say hello?"

"I dare not disturb Your Majesty!" Zhang Jin crawled over and smiled at the old emperor.

"You bastard, why don't you kowtow when you return to Beijing? Why are you angry with me because I'm seriously ill?"

Zhu Qiyu said: "I can't beat you anymore. When I go down and see your grandpa, I will beat your grandpa to vent his anger and tell him that you are angry with me."

Zhang Jin blushed and slapped himself: "Wei Chen is guilty. He didn't care about His Majesty's body. It's Wei Chen who is guilty."

"Get out and fight, why are you pretending to be a filial son here?"

Zhu Qiyu smiled and scolded: "Chaoyong, I heard that you are the leader of the Central Jin Party in the DPRK?"

"Weak ministers will never dare to form cliques for personal gain!" How dare Zhang Jin admit it?

"Chaoyong, you and I are not outsiders. You have served me for eight years. You know how I treat you."

"You know best what kind of person I am, and I also know what kind of person you are."

Zhu Qiyu said: "I ask you, who is panicking?"

Zhang Jin's forehead was covered with sweat, his body was trembling, and he gritted his teeth and said: "The central government is not peaceful, and all the people in the world are in fear."

"You are the censor, you should speak."

"But I want to tell you, those who are anxious are the ones with evil intentions in their hearts."

"As long as you, Zhang Chaoyong, are not panic-stricken, my old face can still be saved. If you, Zhang Chaoyong, are also panic-stricken, it means that I have misjudged the person and my old face will be gone."

"Isn't that right, Guandao?"

Zhu Qiyu looked at Han Wen.

Han is the Minister of Finance.

"Your Majesty makes great use of the talents of low-ranking officials and gives them opportunities to display their talents. If a low-ranking official uses public money privately, wouldn't he be ashamed of his divine grace? Should he be ashamed of heaven and earth?"

Han Wen kowtowed heavily: "Wei Chen can swear that Wei Chen and his family will never use a penny of public money, not today and not in the future! Your Majesty, please rest assured!"

He couldn't guarantee the nine clans, but he could guarantee his own family.

Zhu Qiyu's face showed a look of satisfaction: "You are the Minister of Finance that I have appointed, and you are also the second Minister of Finance of the Ming Dynasty. I trust you."

"Guandao."

"You were recommended to me by Zhang Fuhua. I have always trusted you the most."

"And Gongshi (Zhang Fuhua) died for me, you can't lose me and Gongshi's face."

Han Wen breathed a sigh of relief: "I will never betray the grace of God!"

"Is Hengda back?" Zhu Qiyu was looking for Lin Han.

"I have just returned from a tour of Bianjing, and I am back!"

Lin Han crawled to the bed: "Your Majesty, I'm back, I'm here! I've written my official memorial, and I'll serve you in the Yangxin Palace from tomorrow!"

As he spoke, he cried: "I have been away from the capital for the past two years and have not served you with all my heart. It is my fault!"

"Stop crying."

Zhu Qiyu smiled and said: "Hengda, I still remember how old you were when your father Lin Yuanmei passed away, but your clan couldn't tolerate you, and your piece of jade was almost covered with dust."

"It's Shu Liang. He mentioned you to me, so I brought you into the palace to raise you."

"You and Lao Twenty and the others grew up together."

"Zhang Fuhua said that I was his adoptive father, but I only raised him but did not educate him. You were raised and educated by me, and you are no different from my son."

"You've been touring places all these years, thank you for your hard work."

"With your talents, you should be the Minister of Education. No matter how bad you are, you will be the Imperial Academy. But I let you be the Censor. I have wronged you."

Zhu Qiyu stretched out his hand to touch his face.

Lin Han came over and let the old emperor touch him.

"Fourth, although I didn't grow up with you, he is your brother. When I am not around, you have to help your brother. Do you understand? Hengda!"

Lin Han kowtowed and said he knew.

"De Mao, why are you crying!" Zhu Qiyu saw Zhang Mao crying.

"Wei Chen didn't cry, Wei Chen didn't cry." Zhang Mao forced a smile.

"You are extremely talented, but your personality is too strong. When you first served me, I told you that you still haven't gotten rid of your bad habits after all these years."

Zhu Qiyu said slowly: "How many times have you become an official this year? If you don't like it, you will become an official. Who will show you?"

"When I am here, you are like my son. A father can tolerate his son."

"But when I'm gone, who will tolerate you?"

"You were originally a talented person, but you were ruined by your character. This may be the last time I advise you, change it."

Zhang Mao burst into tears and kept kowtowing: "I will change, I will change!"

"The Fourth Brother is tolerant. He will give you enough space to show your talents. You have been upright and strong throughout your life. Isn't it just to display your ambitions under such a monarch?"

"De Mao, people in the world need your mouth to speak for them."

"You can't just ignore all the people in the world just because of your character, right?"

"De Mao, come closer and let me see you again."

Zhang Mao crawled over and said, "I will be able to meet Master Ming in this life and display my talents under your command. I will have no regrets in my life!"

"Look, what are you talking about?"

Zhu Qiyu smiled and scolded: "Listen, Fourth Brother, he should be unhappy."

Zhang Mao was amused.

(End of this chapter)