I! Old Zhu Shengsun! The only immortal in Ming Dynasty!

"Jin Yiwei is powerful, and the power of the grandson is already unstoppable..."

Li Shanchang heard the dense sound of horses' hooves outside, and his heart was shocked, and he almost overturned the teacup in his hand.

Although his eldest son has entered Jinyiwei, even he is the first time to see so intuitively how powerful Jinyiwei is!

This is a force that can influence the throne...

Even he, as the head of the civil servants who had come out of the fires of war, felt deeply uneasy and in awe when facing this overwhelming force.

Although Taisun is closed doors, in fact, his power has far exceeded everyone's imagination...

Next, I am afraid that there will be a bloody storm in the imperial court.

A child can make such a momentum in just a few months, under his own nose, how can he detect it.

I'm really old...

He smiled bitterly and said to the subordinate who came to report: "If someone comes to the old man, tell him that the old man is in poor health and cannot see guests." "

The next person quickly listened to the order to go out.

Li Shanchang, on the other hand, leaned back in his chair a little tiredly and closed his eyes.

If nothing else, there will definitely be a big shock in the court.

At the same time, there will certainly be a large number of officials who will come to themselves to intercede for those civil officials who are about to suffer, hoping to make themselves, the head of the civil servants, shelter them from the wind and rain.

But now...

This Daming, only one person can turn over the clouds and rain, that is, the emperor, and only one person can cover the wind and rain.

That's Taisun!

The storm is coming...

Meanwhile.

In the palace, many civil officials had already gathered outside the Fengtian Hall of the palace, and said to Zhu Di with a panicked face.

"Your Highness, the Taisun gathered such a heavy army in the capital, his heart is unpredictable, and I beg His Highness, in his capacity as a supervisor, to order that the Taisun disperse the Jinyiwei and reproach his heart."

"Your Highness, there are so many people in this Jinyiwei, I and other imperial history are in charge of supervising the "363" inspectors, but they don't know anything, it is very absurd, Your Highness should order that the number of Jinyiwei be reduced, and I and others will supervise Jinyiwei. "

"It is really inappropriate for the prince to beat the drum of the gathering general without authorization, and he did not consult with His Majesty and His Highness, His Highness should summon the grandson into the palace!"

Zhu Di just sat on the chair, closed his eyes and recuperated, and at this moment, as the ministers around him gradually finished speaking, he finally opened his eyes and said lightly: "Are you all finished?" "

"Yes! Your Highness, you should give an order quickly, I am afraid that it will change in the evening! "

"Where is Your Majesty? This kind of important event should be known to His Majesty. "

The ministers all looked panicked, and cold sweat came down.

It's no wonder.

After experiencing the chaotic era at the end of the Yuan Dynasty, the Wen Chens already had a deep fear and disgust for this kind of soldiers and horses that were not under their control.

Among the soldiers and horses of the troubled times, a literati who is rich and well-known and has a prominent family can easily be cut off his head by Qiu Ba, who does not know a single word.

Wenhua turned into grass, family lineage turned into a joke!

What civilian officials are most afraid of is this kind of mobilization without warning!

Not to mention, it is still mobilized in the capital.

The moment they heard the news, they already subconsciously thought of stories such as the change of Xuanwu Gate, the Rebellion of the Seven Kings, and so on.

Didn't Taisun Mo want to rebel because he was dissatisfied with Zhu Di's imprisonment of the country?

Thinking of this, they were simply afraid that they couldn't do it, and immediately panicked, and they couldn't care about Zhu Xiongying's powerful power in the past, and directly impeached Zhu Xiongying.

That posture... Just said that Zhu Xiongying wanted to rebel!

But at this time...

Zhu Di swept lightly, and the tense Wen Chen's face suddenly said: "I just said that those who want to reproach Xiong Ying are regarded as slandering the grandson, and their hearts can be blamed, and they will all be arrested in prison and interrogated carefully." "

"What?" When the ministers heard this, their faces were immediately shocked and incredulous.

"It's not Your Highness, you listen to me!" A minister said anxiously.

But Zhu Di didn't care, and continued: "There are also those who intercede for those who slander their grandsons, and they are also regarded as wrongdoing, and they are also grasped and interrogated!" "

At this time, the group of ministers were all stunned, looking at Zhu Di in disbelief, extremely incomprehensible.

Why did Zhu Di give such an order?

Didn't he want to compete with Zhu Biao and Zhu Xiongying for the throne?

People may be directly killed in the palace now, you are not afraid, but you want to arrest us?

We're thinking about you!

But Zhu Di obviously didn't care so much, after saying this, he just glanced at everyone coldly, and said in a loud voice: "Dare to doubt Xiongying, it is against me!" "

"A group of waste, also dare to question Xiongying? It's just looking for death! "

"Aren't you going to give orders?"

"Okay, pass on my order, order the Ministry of Works to rush to make torture vehicles day and night!"

"After today, Xiongying should need a lot of torture cars to pretend to be corrupt officials and their families!"

After that, he threw down these officials, got up and left.

Many officials were confused, and some even panicked and almost fell to the ground.

But the minister couldn't care about himself, just looked at his colleagues with a confused face and said: "You say, who can control the grandson in the future?" "

After the question was exported, it attracted silence from the Manchu dynasty.

No matter in which dynasty, the use of troops in the capital has always been regarded as a major crime of rebellion.

But now...

Zhu Xiongying didn't get a little punishment, but even Zhu Di directly expressed support.

Not to mention, there is also Zhu Yuanzhang's side is also quiet...

If Zhu Yuanzhang did not know this news, they would never believe it.

But now, Zhu Yuanzhang has not sent anyone to send a message, which in itself represents an attitude, an attitude of absolute trust in Zhu Xiongying.

Even if Zhu Xiongying really wants to rebel today, Zhu Yuanzhang will probably only gladly give way, and even worry about whether the dragon chair is too hard, whether it will hit his eldest grandson's ass...

Taisun...

You can really do whatever you want!

At this time, Jin Yiwei had already rushed to the front of the Taisun Mansion and bowed down with a bang.

"Commander of the lowly Jinyiwei, Song Zhong, lead everyone to meet His Highness!"

"Hmm."

Zhu Xiongying glanced at it lightly.

Although the Jinyiwei in front of him came in a hurry, he was mighty and powerful, and there were many people, occupying three streets.

This kind of power, he did on purpose.

If it is not magnificent, it is incomparable!

Making Jinyiwei famous is enough to make corrupt officials tremble and deter future officials.

All officials who see the scene of Jinyiwei's dispatch today, but if they have a little brain, they will also think about whether they can block Jinyiwei's investigation before making a move.

"This time, follow me to Jiangning and other flooded places for disaster relief, and do not disturb the people along the way, and those who violate it will be killed!"

After speaking, he boarded the carriage under Song Zhong's careful attendance.

And Song Zhong personally picked up the horsewhip and served Zhu Xiongying as a coachman, and after giving the order, the entire Jinyiwei hugged this carriage and headed outside the city.

No one asked, why does disaster relief need to beat the drums of the generals, and it is necessary to bring so many brocade guards?

It was as if it was a normal thing for Zhu Xiongying to let Jinyiwei, who was in charge of the punishment, go to disaster relief without bringing any of the food and grass needed for disaster relief...

This is Zhu Xiongying's supreme authority in Jinyiwei.

Although Zhu Xiongying does not manage the daily affairs of Jinyiwei on weekdays, he did not even enter the Jinyiwei Yamen.

But his majesty among the brocade guards is as inviolable as a god.

Inside Jinyiwei, if it is Zhu Xiongying's order, it is a matter of course, and no one can question it!

It's like now, don't say that Zhu Xiongying is going to disaster relief.

Even if he was going to rebel, everyone would go to attack the palace without saying a word.

In fact, now the Manchu Dynasty, even the people, has secretly had a new name for Zhu Xiongying.

Night Heavenly Son!

Take the imperial power and dispose of hundreds of officials!

He can manage what the emperor manages, and he will manage what the emperor doesn't care!

How is this power different from the Son of Heaven!

The entire capital saw the scene of Jin Yiwei leaving the city. (Read violent novels, just go to Feilu Fiction Network!) ）

Horseshoe Zhengzheng, knife armor Sensen.

There was silence between the marches, only the overall horse's hooves trampled, and the sound of armor clashing!

Under the awe-inspiring gazes of the people and officials, Zhu Xiongying's carriage, which was in the midst of layers of guards in Jinyiwei, was really like the emperor's imperial court.

If before, the name of the Son of Night was only circulated in the city.

Now, it seems that this name has become truly worthy of the name at this moment, and it is deeply rooted in everyone's heart.

With the Jinyiwei pouring out, the news that the grandson went out of Beijing for disaster relief suddenly spread around the capital.

It's just that everyone also immediately thought of it.

Why do you need to bring so many brocade guards for disaster relief?

Obviously, the grandson is not a good comer...

Jinyiwei dispatched in a large area, and there will definitely be people who will be unlucky.

All the officials couldn't help but tremble.

This feeling of a butcher knife hanging above the head and not falling is the most frightening.

Suddenly, the eyes of the entire court and the people were focused on Zhu Xiongying, and his every move could attract countless speculations.

At this time, Zhu Xiongying ignored these, because at this time, as he left the capital and entered the disaster area, his face suddenly became gloomy.

"This is the disaster rescued by the imperial court?"

As Zhu Xiongying's words fell, the surrounding brocade guards also looked bad.

I only saw that in the surrounding fields, a group of yellow-faced and thin-skinned people were wandering in the fields with the old and young, one by one, extremely thin, like the walking dead, looking for food in the fields.

But after the fields have been flooded, the seedlings have long been flooded and rotted into mud, and where can you find anything to eat.

Even the bark of the roadside tree is stripped off, and occasionally encountering some wild vegetables can cause looting.

The people supported each other and hobbled along, miserable.

On the road, many young children and old people were abandoned in the wasteland, crying to the sky, but the people passing by did not stop for a moment.

In the midst of famine, no one can control anyone.

"Your Highness, I have waited for so long, and I haven't seen anyone who gives porridge, I'm afraid that the money and grain have been greedy by the magistrate." Song Zhong said with a gloomy face, he was also from a poor family, and he was forced to rebel when he couldn't eat enough, and he was also angry when he saw this scene.

"First distribute our grain, send someone to urge the rear officials, and let the grain and grass come quickly!"

Zhu Xiongying's face was calm and scary0...

"Yes! Well? Your Highness, it seems that someone has come to give porridge! "

Song Zhong was about to go down to arrange, but suddenly chuckled and looked up.

But I only saw that there was a carriage full of grain, and the leader was freshly dressed and angry, and his body was wide and fat.

As soon as the leader waved his hand, his subordinates unloaded the grain.

When the hungry people saw the bags of grain, their eyes glowed green and they couldn't stop swallowing.

However, the leader did not distribute it, but shouted at the hungry people: "My family is the Qufu Kong clan, the saint Mendi." "

"My family master can't bear the starvation of the people, so I came to take in the righteous daughter, over nine years old, under sixteen years old is preferred, and the highest can be given to rice one bucket!"

When these words fell, some hungry people quickly brought their daughters and came to choose for this person.

"Sir, look at my daughter, she is only ten years old, and she is well-fed."

"Sir, my daughter's child is seven years old, I only need half a bucket of rice, give my child a way to live."

A few hungry people quickly led their little girls forward, nodded and said with a smile.

And the person at the head, after glancing at these people a few times, covered his nose in disgust and said: "What's the hurry, stand far away, stinks to death!" "

At that moment, many hungry people hurriedly retreated, and then lined up to sell women for food.

And some hungry people just received food, and suddenly exclaimed: "Sir, this is not right, you are not rice, you are rice bran!" I'm not changing, I'm not changing! "

Saying that, he pulled his daughter, who was about to cry, back.

However, the leader was furious: "Bold and bold people, what year is this?" Giving you rice bran is not enough, and not looking at the virtues of the girl in your family, is it worth good rice? "

Saying that, he moved his fat body and kicked the hungry people in the chest, kicking the hungry people to the ground, and the hungry people suddenly fell unconscious.

The girlfriend of the hungry people suddenly cried and threw herself at the hungry people: "Dad, wake up." "

"Bah, a group of damn Diao people, they don't know how to work hard, just complain about the sky here, greedy and insufficient."

The middle-aged man spat in disgust, waved his hand and said, "Go, catch that little nizi for Lao Tzu!" "

The little girl was caught, but she threw herself on the middle-aged man, tearing and biting: "Bad guy! Don't bully my dad! I'll kill you, kill you! "

However, she was thin and starved for many days, and the bite was like a cat's scratch, and she couldn't help a middle-aged person.

The middle-aged man also slapped her fiercely, and said angrily: "Diao Min is Diao Min, the master saved you, and dares to take revenge, damn it, turn back Laozi and sell you to the sect master!" "

The many hungry people around them all witnessed all this in fear and cowering, but no one dared to come forward to help.

But fortunately, there were many hungry people, and among so many people, there were finally some people who had a little blood courage, couldn't bear it, and said angrily:

"Let her go!"

"Release people, release people, release people!"

With the leader, the hungry people rose up with the same enemy, shouted boldly, and pressed forward step by step.

The middle-aged man's face changed abruptly, and this kind of momentum made his legs a little soft, and in a hurry, he suddenly roared: "Daring, Laozi is a member of the Qufu Kong family, my family master is a Yansheng Duke who is canonized by the Holy Lord, dare to move Lao Tzu, believe it or not, the old 2.3 son let the Holy Lord, and destroy all your nine races!" "

When these words fell, the people suddenly showed fear, and for a while they cowered and hesitated.

"A group of untouchables also dare to oppose Lao Tzu."

Seeing this, the middle-aged man immediately showed disdain.

Thinking that he had been frightened by this group of untouchables just now, he was embarrassed and angry: "Damn, now Laozi doesn't buy it, you just sacrifice your daughter!" "

"You want us to die!"

"The Holy Lord will punish you!"

The hungry people were suddenly shocked and angry.

"Lao Tzu just let you die?" The middle-aged man was arrogant and spat:

"My family is a saint family, a descendant of Confucius, a Confucian ancestral hall, even the royal family is not as long as my Confucius family!"

"Even if it is an emperor, he has to listen to my family, a group of Diao people, and dare to talk crookedly with Lao Tzu..."

Bang!

A hand struck, and the middle-aged man was like a duck whose throat was pinched, and his face was red and silent.

He looked at it with a horrified face, and only saw that the one who pinched his throat was a man of five or three thick.

He was mighty, with an indifferent look on his face, and looked at his gaze as if a butcher was looking at a lamb to be slaughtered, indifferent.

As if you can strangle yourself at any time.

At this moment, the man did not pay attention to himself.

Instead, he turned his face and looked at a child with a graceful and luxurious temperament and said, "Your Highness, do you want to kill him?" "

This, what's going on?

Frightened and furious, he looked up.

But I only saw that the magnificent little child looked at him faintly, and there were a large number of subordinates gathered around, staring at him fiercely.

Although this is just a child, he obviously has a noble status.

But what about honor?

You still honor my Kong family?.

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