I, Zhu Qizhen, am not called the Son of Heaven!

On the second day, the snow continued.

Qianqing Palace, Xuanzheng Hall.

Originally, it was to be on February 2, the day the dragon raised its head, when the dynasty would reopen.

But today, Zhu Qizhen's imperial majesty is radiating, carrying the Son of Heaven sword, and ascending to the court step by step!

In the court, none of the civil and military officials dared to take leave to rest, because they knew what happened yesterday evening.

The Son of Heaven was assassinated, and Long Yan was furious!

Some timid officials, seeing the emperor carrying the Son of Heaven sword to the dynasty, were already paralyzed on the ground in fright.

Zhu Qizhen ascended to the court, the big horse golden knife, sitting on the dragon chair, holding the Son of Heaven sword in both hands, his eyes scanned the Manchu Dynasty's civilization and martial arts, and the majesty was very heavy!

"See Your Majesty, long live my emperor!"

Civilized and military officials bowed three times and bowed nine times.

Man Wen Wu knelt on the ground, trembling, but did not hear the emperor's response for a long time.

The emperor did not shout flat, they could only kneel like this and hang their heads lower.

Zhu Qizhen's eyes were as sharp and keen as eagle falcons, looking down at these courtiers who were kneeling and bowing to him, holding the Son of Heaven sword in both hands, and did not let them fall flat, but sounded like a bell.

The majestic voice resounded throughout the hall.

"I know that some of you must have been involved in yesterday's assassination!"

"Oh!"

The Son of Heaven's sword was pulled out, emitting a crisp sword sound, and Zhu Qizhen pointed his sword at the Minister of Culture and Martial Arts: "I also know that some of you must want Xu to die immediately!"

Measuring the world's good land touches the fundamental interests of the family.

And in the court, many high-ranking officials are the children of these families.

"Your Majesty is angry, and the ministers do not dare. "

Zhu Qizhen's words fell, and the Manchu Dynasty Wen Wu hurriedly bowed three times and nine times again.

Is there anything else in the world that you don't dare?"

Zhu Qizhen didn't buy it at all, and asked in a cold voice: "I ask you, yesterday's lantern meeting, where are you?"

"Your Majesty, the ministers and others heard of His Majesty's assassination yesterday, and they were terrified and did not sleep all night, all of them were chanting the Diamond Sutra for Your Majesty, burning incense and praying for blessings..."

In the face of Zhu Qizhen's question, Manchu Wen Wu quickly kowtowed in response.

Of course, Zhu Qizhen didn't believe it, these old foxes can be ranked in the center of this Daming Empire, which one is not an old traitor and cunning, more shrewd than a fox?

To their perfunctory words, Zhu Qizhen simply scoffed and couldn't help but snort coldly.

All the civil and military officials knelt on the ground, and they did not dare to speak.

No one dared to anger the emperor's mold at this time and set himself on fire.

Even His Majesty's most trusted Dongchang Supervisor, Cao Zhengchun, was taken down, sent to the heavenly prison, and beaten as a death row prisoner, even if he fought bloody battles yesterday and bravely killed the enemy, he could not offset the merit.

His Majesty scolded Cao Zhengchun for not doing things well, and I am afraid that he will be beheaded soon.

From this, we can see how angry His Majesty is.

The entire capital is now full of rumors, and the grass and trees are all soldiers.

On this night, the Yulin Army, Jinyiwei, Six Gates, and the Fanzi of the Eastern and Western Factories lit a fire in the starry night and wantonly searched for the remnants of the White Lotus Sect.

Overnight, more than 10,000 people were arrested.

All the city gates were blocked by the hundreds of thousands of troops of the Xishan Battalion, and neither officials nor the people were allowed to leave the city without a holy will.

Martial law in the capital, no entry and exit!

In the capital, a large number of people heard the news of the assassination of the emperor by the White Lotus Sect at the Lantern Festival, and the crowd was excited, and they took to the streets one after another to report to the government that they had joined the White Lotus Sect.

Your Majesty's Holy Virtue covers the sky, there are evil people who assassinate Your Majesty!

The people can't wait to drink its blood and eat its flesh from the White Lotus Sect!

They had been looking forward to the holy king for so many years, and now they finally had a holy king come to the world, defend their homeland for them, and repeatedly reduce taxes.

The White Lotus Sect members who were killed by the sky actually assassinated His Majesty!

This anti-party cult deserves to die, and no one can stay!

Above the court, Zhu Qizhen suppressed his anger, looked down at the Manchu Dynasty Wen Wu, and said faintly: "Let's all be flat, let Xu see what kind of expression you have, are you not dead, gloating?"

"Don't you dare!"

The Manchu Dynasty Wen Wu hurriedly bowed down and responded to His Majesty.

On the Xuanzheng Hall, there was a sudden silence, and the atmosphere was depressed.

The emperor did not speak, and the Manchu dynasty did not dare to speak.

After a long time, Zhu Qizhen glanced at the Manchu Dynasty Wen Wu, and said faintly: "Everyone Ai Qing, there is this morning play, while Xu is still alive, let's say something as soon as possible." "

"If the ministers do not protect them, they deserve death!"

The Manchu dynasty Wen Wu knelt on the ground and grabbed the ground with his head.

That look of sacrificing his life to death seemed to be able to die for the emperor!

Which of the courtiers in this palace does not seem to be a loyal man who can die for the king?

"Your Majesty, the minister has this enlightenment. "

At this moment, Yan Song, the head of the cabinet, stood up in the court.

"Say it. "

"Your Majesty, the minister asks His Majesty to pardon Cao Zhengchun and let him continue to be in charge of the East Factory. "

Yan Song held an ivory plate and bowed to report.

His words fell, and Man Chao Wen Wu was stunned.

Who does not know that the cabinet is at odds with the East Plant?

Yan Song, the head assistant of the cabinet, and Cao Zhengchun of the East Factory are even more incompatible, and they both want each other to die.

Minister Wen Wu looked at Yan Song, and they all showed confusion, not knowing what medicine was sold in Yan Song's gourd.

"Cao Zhengchun, as the overseer of the East Factory, monitored the world, but did not find out the whereabouts of the White Lotus Sect in time, resulting in the assassination of Xun, causing thousands of people to die in chaos. "

Zhu Qizhen glanced at Yan Song and took a sip of tea lightly.

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