Ming Dynasty: The ghost betrays the Confucian sage, my son Zhu Yuanzhang

Chapter 37: Your Highness the Princess, I’m going to kill that old pervert.

After the morning dynasty, Zhu Liangzu walked quickly out of Fengtian Hall with a gloomy face.

Just now in the main hall, the censor openly impeached him and accused him of secretly deploying troops. Although the emperor remembered his illustrious military exploits in the past and had the intercession of Prime Minister Li Shanchang, he only demoted him from the governor of Qianshi to the governor of the town.

However, what made him angry was that his son Zhu Xian was deprived of his position as commander of the pro-army army.

"How can a waste take on the important task of commanding His Majesty's personal army?"

The words of Yang Xian, the Zuocheng of Zhongshu Province, sounded like needles to Zhu Liangzu. He was furious in his heart and wanted to kill Yang Xian immediately.

But he could only hold back his anger to avoid offending Long Yan again. There is only one urgent desire in his heart now, and that is to avenge his son.

"Liangzu." Li Shanchang's voice sounded behind him.

Zhu Liangzu stopped, turned around and bowed slightly to the prime minister. The two walked side by side and slowly walked outside the palace.

Li Shanchang sighed softly and expressed his sympathy for Zhu Liangzu's experience: "I have wronged you. I did not expect that Mr. Zhu would dare to take action against the officers and soldiers."

It turned out that Zhu Liangzu secretly followed Li Shanchang's order when he led troops to surround and kill Master Zhu that night.

"Prime Minister, I just want to avenge my son now." Zhu Liangzu's eyes almost burst out with fire.

A trace of cruelty flashed in Li Shanchang's eyes, and he said coldly: "The truth will give you a chance!"

In his opinion, Fourth Master Zhu has become a thorn in the side that must be eradicated. Most of the eight dark forces in the capital were taken under the banner of Fourth Master Zhu. He will definitely get involved in Qianjin Terrace next.

And Li Shanchang is the real controller behind Qianjintai. How could he tolerate this business that made a lot of money fall into the hands of others?

"Meet the Prime Minister." Mao Xiang, the commander of Jinyiwei, came towards him and bowed to Li Shanchang.

"Master Mao." Li Shanchang nodded slightly.

They passed each other.

Zhu Liangzu frowned: "Prime Minister, can you ask Jin Yiwei to help with this matter?"

Li Shanchang immediately shook his head.

How could Jin Yiwei know about Qianjin Terrace?

If Jin Yiwei knows, then the emperor will know.

……

Mao Xiang came to Wenhua Hall.

After paying homage, Zhu Yuanzhang raised his hand towards him: "Go and check Feiyan Tower, especially their shopkeeper Zhao Xuanzhen, and the one named Meng Yan. I think they are from Yuan Dynasty."

"Ah?" Mao Xiang was shocked and knelt down quickly, "This subordinate has neglected his duty."

He was wondering, how did His Majesty find out?

Zhu Yuanzhang was not angry and said in a deep voice:
"When the Ming Dynasty was founded, there were many things to do. You Jin Yiwei focused your energy on protecting the royal family and collecting intelligence on the enemy. We don't blame you."

"However, Tanma Junsi has been hiding in the capital for many years and must be eradicated! Now is a good opportunity. Fourth Master Zhu has turned the dark forces in the capital upside down, and Tanma Junsi will definitely emerge."

Mao Xiang nodded heavily: "I understand, let's do it now."

Zhu Yuanzhang explained in detail again.

At this moment, Feiyan Tower.

In the luxurious elegant room, Fourth Master Zhu sat on a carved chair with a golden sword.

Beside him, several maids were kneeling, some were charming, some were pure and lovely, and they were all carefully serving the uncle at this moment.

A maid gently pinched the crystal clear grapes with her slender hands and gently handed them to Master Zhu's mouth. Another maid massaged him from behind to soothe his body and mind.

"This is how people live." Fourth Master Zhu sighed happily, casually squeezing the maid's jade hand next to him, causing her to lower her head shyly.

"If Fourth Master is willing, they can serve you every day. You are now the boss of Feiyan Tower."

At this time, an elegant figure slowly walked over. It was the unrivaled beauty Zhao Xuanzhen, wearing a gorgeous palace dress, outlining her graceful figure. When Fourth Master Zhu saw Zhao Xuanzhen, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he stretched out his hand towards her, motioning for her to sit next to him.

There was a flash of struggle in Zhao Xuanzhen's charming eyes, but she quickly covered it up and sat obediently in Fourth Master Zhu's arms. A fragrance suddenly hit her nostrils.

Fourth Master Zhu held her slender waist and was intoxicated by her snow-like skin and charming face.

He buried his head between her fair and slender neck, and gently bit her delicate collarbone, causing her to let out a sweet cry, and her moist red lips were as tempting as red fruits.

Zhao Xuanzhen was about to get up.

Fourth Master Zhu held her delicate cheeks with his big hands and kissed her deeply.

Zhao Xuanzhen's pretty face blushed instantly, and a layer of red cloud quickly spread over her fair skin. There was a hint of shame and anger in her bright eyes, but she could not break away from Fourth Master Zhu's arms.

After a long time, the lips opened.

Only then did Fourth Master Zhu let go of Zhao Xuanzhen, pinched her blushing cheeks, and said with a smile: "I came today to raise two hundred thousand taels of silver."

Zhao Xuanzhen nodded without any hesitation: "Okay, I'll prepare it for you right away."

She stood up and left, her figure swaying, her slender thighs swaying gently in the wind, which made people's hearts flutter.

……

Zhao Xuanzhen came to the backyard.

Meng Yan stood in the corridor, eyes spitting fire: "Your Highness, the eldest princess, I will kill that old pervert."

"Are you going to die?"

Zhao Xuanzhen's eyes were cold, she shook her head slightly, and said in a deep voice, "Everything is focused on the investigation of Ma Junsi. Is there any news about the empress in the palace?"

Meng Yan calmed down and regained her composure: "The empress has received important information. Emperor Zhu will launch a massive Northern Expedition next year. She has obtained a detailed marching route."

"Really?" Zhao Xuanzhen was overjoyed.

"She will send a confidant to bring out the road map and give it to us." Meng Yan said.

"Very good." Zhao Xuanzhen's eyes flashed, "You are responsible for this matter, and don't come to Feiyan Tower in the future."

"Yes." Meng Yan nodded, his eyes filled with unwillingness.

After Zhao Xuanzhen exchanged a few words, Meng Yan withdrew.

She raised her head and looked deeply at the north, then went to prepare the two hundred thousand taels of silver.

Half an hour later.

Fourth Master Zhu escorted two hundred thousand taels of silver and left Feiyan Tower.

Zhao Xuanzhen stood upstairs, watching him go away. She stretched out a white and tender jade finger and gently slid it over the hanging bangs, with all the coldness in her eyes.

"Your Highness, the eldest princess, this old pervert is too much of a bully." The maid behind her frowned angrily, "If you can't beat him, we'll poison him to death."

"A master like him has a sense of danger." Zhao Xuanzhen frowned slightly, "If we are not 100% sure, we will be the ones who die by then."

Images flashed through her mind.

That night, Fourth Master Zhu faced three thousand archers and cut off Zhu Xian's arm with one strike. If Zhu Xian had not reacted quickly enough, he would have died on the spot.

"Your Highness, what should we do? We can't always let him control us." The maid gritted her teeth.

"Just bear with it a little longer." Zhao Xuanzhen sighed quietly, "Maybe it won't be long before we go back to the grassland."

She has been feeling uneasy lately.

If Tanma Junsi's identity is exposed, she will either die or run away.

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