I was the emperor in the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 117
After the imperial decree, the irrelevant yamen closed their hands one after another, and only the people from Dongchang and Dongcheng Bingmasi were still investigating thoroughly in the clarification workshop.

In fact, both Wu Fafa and Bai Qiliang knew it well, and they couldn't find anything after further investigation.But this kind of thing is like this, superficial skills are more important than catching the real culprit, which is why all the princes are anxious to ask for a face saint.

The assassination of the emperor is big news, but when there are a large number of civilian casualties, the common people are naturally more concerned about the latter.

With Li Tian's acquiescence, the news of the Mingjiao assassinating the emperor and massacring the people spread like wildfire. The news spread to 36 squares inside and outside the capital.

Mingshifang, room on the second floor of Wangfu Inn.

Lin Wuque, who had just learned the news, was extremely annoyed, summoned his inner strength, and shattered half of the solid wooden bed with one palm. His face was as gloomy as water, and he looked angrily at the old man beside him and said:

"These three outright asses have completely ruined the foundation of my Ming Cult!"

"Young master, don't show your anger and joy."

"Uncle Song, it's already this time, don't read scriptures for me anymore." Lin Wuque put his hand to his forehead irritably, and said more and more annoyed:

"My Mingjiao can have millions of followers all over the world today, thanks to those trackers, toothmen, boatmen, and laborers. Lei Tiansheng beat him like this on the street, and my Mingjiao will still have a place in Shuntian Mansion in the future."

The old man drooped his eyelids, quietly watched Lin Wuque vent his emotions, and said lightly:
"Lei Tiansheng was originally a local ruffian in the capital. The old man once advised you that Lei Tiansheng is useless. It is the young master who insisted on entrusting him with the position of sub-helm of Shuntian Mansion."

Speaking of the position of the rudder master of Shuntian Mansion sub-rudder, Lin Wuque regretted it.

In the capital of Ming Dynasty, at the foot of the Son of Heaven, the development of the Ming Cult here has been extremely slow. If Lei Tiansheng hadn't had some influence in the capital, he wouldn't have recruited a ruffian into the sect.

"Don't talk about Uncle Song, once the limelight passes, I will take the blame to the chief helm."

At this moment, there was a sound of the door, and a square head came in, ignoring other things, and said quickly:

"Young master, Protector Song, there is a fan from Dongchang who came from the north. It should be seen when Master Lei Tuo led the horse. Young master, please avoid it."

The person who came in was the shopkeeper of the Wangfu Inn, who was also a member of the Ming Cult. In front of these congregants, Lin Wuque always paid attention to his image, and said warmly with a smile on his face:

"Uncle Song and I are leaving now, shopkeeper Li, please help us watch."

"I've been keeping Xiao Er watching. My young master, pack your bags and walk directly from the back of the inn. There is a tunnel I dug below, leading directly to Chongwenmen in the outer city."

"Trouble shopkeeper Li." Lin Wuque said kindly.

"As long as the young master can escape safely, the young one is worth dying for."

……

In the imperial study room, the atmosphere is pure.

Li Tian leaned on the soft bed and closed his eyes to rest his mind, while the four elders of the cabinet sat at the side, quietly listening to Jiang Bao's report.

"Your Majesty, the list from Admiral Huang has just been handed over. 35 pedestrians were killed, 63 were seriously injured, and about 35 people were slightly injured. Of the 12 people who died, 23 were hacked to death, and the remaining [-] People are trampling each other to death."

Hearing that there were so many casualties among the people, Yang Shiqi and the others all showed sadness, and Li Tian also opened his eyes with a sigh:

"I passed on my oral order to temporarily set up a resettlement office. Zheng He will be the director, and Huang Yan and Bai Qiliang will be the deputy directors. All the injured people must be properly resettled."

"The old slave complies."

With a promise, Jiang Bao didn't talk nonsense, turned around and left.

Rubbing his temples and sitting up straight, Li Tian took a sip of warm tea, looked up at Yang Shiqi and the others and said in a deep voice:

"The identity of the assassin, Dongchang, has been found out. He is the rudder master of the Mingjiao branch lurking in Beijing. I have ordered Dongchang to interrogate him strictly. Do you have anything to say?"

The four Yang Shiqi are cabinet elders and the first members of the Siwei Bureau.

Right now there is no one else in the imperial study room, Huang Zhun did not make any gestures, he cupped his hands and said:

"Your Majesty, I think that it is imminent to pay back the Ming Cult. The capital is at the foot of the emperor, and the Ming Cult dares to assassinate in the street. If you can see the whole leopard from a glimpse, the Ming Cult's followers in Beijing probably have no less than a thousand people."

"Zhongchang's words are a bit alarmist." Yang Rong cupped his hands at Li Tian and said:

"There were only three people who assassinated His Majesty in the street this time. How did Zhong Chang judge that there are more than a thousand people from Mingjiao in Beijing?"

"Mr. Yang Ge doesn't know that since the Household Reform Bureau implemented the household reform law for more than ten days, people have fled every day. Most of these fleeing people's homes worship Mazu."

As soon as Huang Zhun said this, Yang Rong immediately understood.

Mazu, also known as Meizhou Mazu, first came from Meizhou Island, Putian County, Fujian Province, and is a sea god enshrined in Fujian coastal areas and other places.

The capital city is located in the inland of the north, not to mention ordinary people worshiping, there are many people who have never heard of it.

And Mingjiao's lair happened to be in Fujian, and Mazu was also regarded as the Queen of Salvation by Mingjiao, and most Mingjiao believers worshiped it at home.

"Why has Zhong Changzhen never heard you mention this?" Li Tian asked calmly, frowning slightly.

Hearing this, Huang Zhun immediately got up and cupped his hands and said:
"Your Majesty clearly learned that the reason why I never mentioned it to His Majesty is because those common people didn't know what kind of god Mazu was. They only heard that Mazu could protect the house and give birth to children, so they enshrined it at home."

"I see." Li Tian nodded, motioned Huang Zhun to sit down, turned to Yang Shiqi and said:
"Shiqi, I heard that the cabinet held an urgent cabinet meeting earlier, what did you come up with?"

"Your Majesty, there are priorities. The old ministers' cabinet is discussing how to strengthen His Majesty's guards, which is nothing compared to the scourge of Mingjiao."

"What Shi Qi said makes sense, then you all should give me some advice on how to uproot this Ming Cult."

After all, Li Tian lay down on the soft bed with a crooked body, waiting quietly for the four of Yang Shiqi to speak.

When Yang Shiqi heard Li Tian say uprooting, his mind suddenly became active. He winked at Yang Rong who was on the side, pondered for a while, got up and cupped his hands and said:

"Your Majesty, as far as I know, most of the low-level sects absorbed by the Ming Cult are low-end sects, and they do dirty work.

These common people have been bullied on weekdays, not to mention suing the officials, but they don't even know where to open the gate of the yamen.

The veteran suggested that it is better to set up a new judicial office to avenge the grievances of these people.

If things go on like this, Mingjiao will lose its foundation like a duckweed in floating water, and even if there are still some Mingjiao followers, they will be nothing more than gangsters. "

Li Tian's eyes lit up when he heard the words, and a smile appeared on his face.

Yang Shiqi, an old guy, can do it, and he has the courage to propose a new yamen. It seems that the Siwei Bureau has given Yang Shiqi a lot of confidence.

"Okay, I agree. You, Shi Qi, will be fully responsible for the establishment of the new judicial office."

(End of this chapter)