My Brother-in-law is the Prince

  Chapter 195 Beheaded to death

   Faced with this problem.

  Zhang Anshi was dumbfounded.

  Although he has always been modest, he has never asked others such a question.

  As for his impression of Zhu Di, he was arrogant and arrogant.

  And such an arrogant person actually asked such a question at this time.

  Is this... a joke?

  So Zhang Anshi was busy looking at Yishiha again.

  Yi Shiha was more cowardly than Zhang Anshi, he just lowered his head, not daring to breathe.

  If even Yishiha is like this, then the basic judgment made by Zhang Anshi is that this matter is very big and the problem is very serious.

  So Zhang Anshi said with a dry smile: "Why did Your Majesty say that?"

  Zhu Di said with a sullen face: "I feel more and more that I am that self-important fool, stupid beyond redemption."

   Immediately, Zhu Di stared at Zhang Anshi and said, "You don't have to worry, you did a good job."

  Zhang Anshi didn't feel relaxed.

  Zhang Anshi said: "Your Majesty might as well sit down for a while, I'm afraid your Majesty is a little tired, how about drinking a sip of tea here and taking a good rest?"

  Zhu Di said: "I can't eat, and I can't sit still."

  He shook his head: "I have a question in my heart, this question makes me really sleepless."

  Zhang Anshi then said: "The question I dare to ask His Majesty is..."

  Zhu Di raised his head, looked at Zhang Anshi seriously, and said, "Zhang Qing's family, tell me... who owns the world today?"

  Zhang Anshi said heartily, wouldn’t it be my Zhang family’s? No way, no way.

Zhang Anshi's face changed slightly, and he quickly said: "Of course it belongs to Your Majesty. Your Majesty is rich all over the world. Is it the king's land in the whole world? Is it the king's ministers on the shore of the land? The soldiers and civilians in the world are all His Majesty's people, the ninety-five respects." , Is there... is there any doubt about this?"

  Zhu Di shook his head and sighed: "No, what you said is wrong. It's just a name. From my point of view...this world does not belong to my family. I am just a mud bodhisattva in the temple. The real master of the house may not be me."

   Zhang Anshi finally understood Yishiha's feelings at this moment.

  It’s not fun to continue to talk about this topic, no wonder Lian Yishiha is now pretending to be deaf and dumb.

  But at this time, Zhu Di raised his head and said: "Follow me and drive back to the palace, and you go too."

  What Zhang Anshi can say, at this time, Zhu Di is right, so he immediately said: "Yes."

  Zhu Di didn't say anything more, he seemed a little quiet, and drove back to the palace with someone.

  It is only when we arrive at the pier along the way and plan to take the ferry back to Nanjing.

   Zhu Di, with a sullen face, suddenly heard a series of coughing.

   Immediately, he glanced into a corner.

  But I saw a scholar with an old servant, who seemed to be talking to the peddlers along the way.

  Zhu Di stared straight at the scholar.

   Seeing that the ferry was about to leave.

  Yi Shiha cautiously urged: "The boat is leaving, Your Majesty... what are you looking at?"

   "It's nothing..." Zhu Di pursed his lips and said calmly: "I thought I met an old friend..."

  Yi Shihazhanger's monk couldn't figure it out, which one of His Majesty's old friends has not attained the Tao by himself and ascended to heaven?

  Even if it was a dog from the Peking Palace back then, it might be an official of Qianhu now.

  How could there be... such an old friend?

   "I must have misread it." Zhu Di looked away, and then walked towards the ferry.

  ...

   "Cough cough...cough cough..."

  The scholar desperately covered his mouth, but for some reason, Qixia made his cough worse.

  He bought a pancake from the peddler, wrapped it in a lotus leaf, and held it in his hand. Although he was suffering from physical ailments, his face was full of satisfaction.

   "You said... what auction?"

The salesman made a deal, he was in a good mood, and responded with a smile: "Actually, I don't know, I just know that many merchants have come, so today is very lively. In the past, the business here was good, but today's business is even better." Needless to say, hey, if I had known this earlier, I should have asked my mother-in-law to bake more pancakes last night, you see, it’s only before noon, and they are almost sold out.”

   "This place... is really lively."

   "It's more than just the excitement. Then Marquis Annan is Qixia's God of Wealth. With him around, everyone says that this place can rival Nanjing."

   "Why, then Marquis Annan...seems to be quite popular here?"

   "Why not? If it wasn't for him, Qixia has so many people, who would have a peaceful life, and there are so many merchants..."

  The scholar smiled and said, "You're right."

   After finishing speaking, let’s walk away.

  He still kept a smile on his face.

  The old servant cautiously caught up with him, and then entered a small rented courtyard together with him.

   Seeing the scholar coughing and smiling, the old servant said worriedly: "Master, that Zhang An Shi is so popular, shouldn't it be something to worry about? This An Shi..."

The scholar took a deep breath, and seemed to let his breath flow more smoothly: "Fortunately, misfortune depends on it, and misfortune depends on blessing. There is no absolute distinction between good and bad in the world. Zhang Anshi won the hearts of these people, but he will lose others. People's hearts! How much these people who have won people's hearts are grateful to him, then others will hate him. This is the so-called principle that things must go against each other."

He coughed and continued: "This Daming... I thought... that the country would last forever. What we did was nothing more than a mayfly shaking the tree. At most, it was just creating some trouble for them. This Zhu Di... is not a fuel-efficient lamp. It is impossible for the Ming Dynasty to perish. But now... I feel that there is something I can do, and my life's wish may not be impossible to achieve."

  The old servant was at a loss, but he knew that his master had always predicted things like a god, so he said: "If this is the case, then it will be the best."

  Just as he finished speaking, the scholar coughed violently again.

   "Cough cough cough...cough cough cough..."

  ...

  After Zhu Di drove back to the palace, he immediately summoned all the officials to have an audience.

   At this time, in Wenyuan Pavilion, Liu Wenjun, the head of the warehouse department, was recruited again. Yesterday His Majesty asked the official department to send the merit test book. There may be a decree today, and he will be ready to see Xie En at that time.

  Xie Jin, Hu Guang, and Yang Rong went to the tea room of Wenyuan Pavilion, and the three of them took their seats.

   And Liu Wenjun was also invited.

   Xie Jin said to him gently: "Sit."

  Liu Wenjun said: "I am ashamed, I'd better stand."

   Xie Jin smiled and said: "Here, there is no official position, we are all scholars, so we should meet as scholars."

  Xie Jin does have a few brushes, and he has achieved the ultimate in the sophistication of the world among scholars.

  Liu Wenjun leaned over and sat down.

  Hu Guang looked at Liu Wenjun and was quite satisfied. He said: "Yesterday, there was a decree to go to the official department, and there was news from the official department. It can be seen that there will be a holy favor. You are a sincere gentleman. I have heard about this."

  Liu Wenjun said with shame: "It's all Xie Gong's love, I really don't dare to take it."

  As soon as these words came out, Yang Rong, who was originally nodding secretly to Liu Wenjun, had a different kind of luster in his eyes.

  At first, his impression of Liu Wenjun was also very good, because Liu Wenjun's reputation is indeed not small, and no matter whether he is a boss or a subordinate officer, they all say that he is a gentleman and has the style of an ancient minister.

   Such a moral gentleman is exactly the realm that all scholars pursue.

  However, when Liu Wenjun answered Hu Guang, he deliberately emphasized his tone, saying that this is Xie Gong's love...

  Of course, this is not because Yang Rong has any prejudice against Xie Jin, or because he thinks that Liu Wenjun and Xie Jin are inseparable and make people jealous.

It was Liu Wenjun's response, which was really decent. He focused on understanding Jin's kindness to him, and he also knew that Xie Jin would be of great help to his future. Say hello to Xie Jin.

  Is this something a honest gentleman can do?

   It is clear that only the most slick official can respond so skillfully, and will never make any mistakes.

  A person who has such a good sense of proportion...is obviously contrary to the style of the ancient ministers.

  So Yang Rong smiled and said: "Duke Xie has indeed been praising you a lot in the past few days, saying that you are upright and upright as an official."

  Liu Wenjun hurriedly said: "It's really embarrassing to receive such absurd praise. In this way... the lower officials should be upright and self-confident, so that they are worthy of Xie Gong's praise."

   Xie Jin laughed out loud, just about to say something.

  At this time, an **** came and said: "Your Majesty has an order to call all officials to have an audience."

   "Are all the officials called at this time?" Xie Jin frowned, feeling a little surprised, but he got up quickly and said, "I'll go to see you as soon as possible, so don't delay it."

  At the moment, everyone went to Chongwen Hall together.

  Here, Zhu Di has already been enthroned, and his face is hidden behind the crown on his head, making it difficult to guess his emotions.

  Hundreds of officials filed in one after another, saluting: "I have seen Your Majesty, long live my emperor."

  Zhu Dizhi pursed his lips, speechless.

  Yi Shiha said: "You are exempt from courtesy."

  Everyone stood up one after another.

   It can be seen that Zhu Di still did not speak, but it made all the officials hesitate, so one by one, you look at me, and I look at you.

  At this time, Zhu Di suddenly picked up a notebook, and said: "The merit examination department of the Ministry of Officials sent a merit test. This merit test was praised by Liu Wenjun, the head of the household department and warehouse department, as the best. Jianqing's family..."

  Jian Yi was old, he left the class slowly, saluted and said: "The minister is here."

  Zhu Didao: "The Ministry of Officials conducts a Jingcha, how many people can be selected every three years."

  Jian Yi said: "Your Majesty, there were only sixty-one people who went to the Jingcha last year."

  Zhu Di said: "In this way, such a merit test is already very rare?"

  Jian Yi couldn't guess what Zhu Di was thinking, so he said, "Report to Your Majesty, yes."

  Zhu Di said again: "From this point of view, how do you usually praise such a minister?"

   "I won't be rewarded, but... with such a merit test, it will be even more powerful when the court is promoted. This year, the ministers who have been promoted by the court and have been promoted to the fourth rank or above account for half of them."

  Zhu Di's face was indifferent, but he continued to ask: "How high is Liu Wenjun, the head of the warehouse department?"

   "Your Majesty, it is the sixth grade."

  Zhu Di said: "Although it is the sixth grade, in the department hall, it is also in charge of one party, so the power and responsibility are not small."

"Yes."

  Zhu Di said again: "If there is a court recommendation this year, what official can he be promoted?"

   "Based on his official voice, the minister thought that he could be promoted exceptionally, or he could be admitted to the Imperial Academy as a servant, or he could be the censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate. If he is lucky, he can be called the censor of the capital."

  Zhu Di nodded, and then said: "Then after that, in another two years, if there are no mistakes in the Imperial Academy and the Metropolitan Procuratorate, you can be elected as the minister of each department, right?"

   "It also depends on whether there are vacancies." Jian Yi knew the affairs of the ministry well, and said, "Of course, there are many such cases."

  Zhu Di said again: "Is the official merit test fair?"

  Jian Yi hurriedly said seriously: "Your Majesty, the merit test and the Beijing inspection are the duties of the Ministry of Officials. They are related to the foundation of the country. The ministers and the top and bottom of the ministry never dare to slack off."

  Zhu Di said: "Here it is also said that Liu Wenjun is a clean and honest official, and he is an upright gentleman."

  Jian Yi said: "There should be no mistakes."

  Zhu Di nodded and said: "Jian Qing's family's words have cleared up my confusion."

   After finishing speaking, Zhu Di's eyes fell on the three people in the hall. Said: "Xie Qing's family, Hu Qing's family, Yang Qing's family, what do you think of Liu Wenjun?"

  This question is a bit strange, but when His Majesty asked for Liu Wenjun's merit test book yesterday, Xie Jin felt that Liu Wenjun might really fly into the sky, otherwise, why would His Majesty ask in such detail?

  So Xie Jin said: "Liu Wenjun has an excellent official voice, and I have heard many of his deeds. This time, he has made another contribution to selling Western treasures, which can be a model for all officials."

  Hu Guangdao: "The minister seconded the proposal."

  When he arrived at Yang Rong's place, Yang Rong said: "I don't know much about Liu Wenjun, so I dare not speak rashly."

  As soon as this remark came out, the situation was so good, it seemed like a mouse dropping.

   Xie Jin felt great hatred in his heart. Is this Yang Rong deliberately trying to tear him down?

  In addition to Xie Jin, all the officials looked at Yang Rong one after another, muttering in their hearts, what does Yang Gong mean by this?

   Could it be that there has been a rift in Wenyuan Pavilion?

  Zhu Di stared at Yang Rong, but said: "What do the other Qing family think?"

   Liu Wenjun lowered his head nervously, waiting for something.

   Then the audience said one after another: "Your Majesty, Mr. Liu is self-denying and devoted to public affairs, and he is praised by others."

  Liu Wenjun breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help but feel a little proud.

  But at this moment, a voice said: "In my opinion, it may not be."

  As soon as the words came out, everyone was startled for a moment, and then followed the voice to look.

   But Zhang Anshi!

  Then Liu Wenjun was nervous and wanted to know who was wearing shoes for him, but when he saw Zhang Anshi, he breathed a sigh of relief.

  This guy has always been notorious. He came to scold the old man, but it seemed that the old man was upright!

  Zhu Di looked at Zhang Anshi and said, "Oh?"

Zhang Anshidao: "Everyone praises Liu Wenjun, but they all say that he is just a gentleman. Your Majesty... Is it okay for the ministers of the court to be gentlemen? In this way, there are many servants in the minister's family. They all fulfill their duties and are loyal. This dishonesty has been kicked out by the minister long ago, in this way, is it true that the servants of the minister are also gentlemen, and they can be good officials, what is the style of the ancient ministers?"

  As soon as these words came out, many people suddenly changed their expressions.

  Zhang Anshi is not a fool either. Seeing His Majesty's appearance, he already knew that His Majesty was really angry.

   It’s about this time, what are you waiting for?

So Zhang Anshi said: "There is nothing wrong with using morality to evaluate a person's quality, but the problem is...there is no way to evaluate the quality of this morality. Just say that the princes in the palace, why can you judge?" other people?"

"So in my opinion, when judging the merits of a minister, you should look at what achievements he has made and what mistakes he has made, rather than the usual routine of a gentleman coming and going. When it comes to a gentleman, people around the minister all praise him as a gentleman. Gentleman, what's the use?"

   Baiguan: "..."

  To be honest, Zhang Anshi suddenly appeared, giving the impression that he was... sick.

  Everyone praises Liu Wenjun, what does it have to do with you? What are you doing by yourself?

   Xie Jin's face was gloomy, but he held back and didn't attack.

   But when it came to this, Liu Wenjun had no choice but to stand up: "Marquis Annan seems to have prejudice against the minister?"

   "Of course I have prejudices." Zhang Anshi said straightforwardly: "I have prejudices against so-called gentlemen."

  Liu Wenjun was in a hurry, so he bowed down to Zhu Di, kowtowed and said: "Your Majesty... Your Majesty... Your Majesty... I am insulted by this... Zhang Anshi insulted the Minister in public... It is a disrespect to my minister, I beg your Majesty..."

   "You want to beg me to punish Zhang Anshi for his crime, don't you?" Zhu Di looked at him straight, but said indifferently.

  Liu Wenjun hasn't spoken yet.

  Zhu Di said: "Okay... Then punish the crime."

   His voice fell.

suddenly…

   There was a noisy sound outside the hall.

  Hundred officials looked at each other.

   At this time, someone shouted: "Forgive me, please forgive me..."

  Zhu Di sat high in the hall, unmoved.

   Just in the midst of the suspicion of the officials.

  But I saw a person escorted in as the hall.

  This person is dressed in commoner clothes and wears a scarf on his head. He looks like a scholar.

  Hundred officials were even more surprised.

  But at this moment, Liu Wenjun suddenly shouted: "Son... son..."

  The person who came...was actually Liu Wenjun's eldest son, Liu Heng.

   Liu Heng struggled and wailed: "Dad...Dad...someone surrounded our house...surrounded our house...Dad...help me...help me..."

  By this time, people gradually began to understand what was going on.

  At that moment, someone said: "Your Majesty...why is this?"

  Zhu Di turned a deaf ear to this, only glanced at Liu Heng from the corner of his eye, and spit out a word: "Kill!"

  As soon as this remark came out, the big Han general who escorted Liu Heng immediately drew his sword.

   There was a clang.

  The man raised the knife with both hands, and slashed down on Liu Heng's head.

  poof...

  The blade pierced into the flesh, but it seemed to have caught Liu Heng's neck bone again.

  Liu Heng screamed, bleeding gushed from the back of his neck.

  The man fell into a pool of blood, the knife was still stuck in the back of his neck, the big Han general got a little anxious, put his head in his foot, pulled out the handle of the knife with both hands, and then pulled out the knife.

  In an instant, blood filled the entire hall.

  Zhu Di still had no expression on his face.

  He just watched all this with a sneer.

  The emperor was furious, laying down millions of corpses!

   Besides, it's just one person.

  Some of the ministers were paralyzed with fright.

  Even Emperor Taizu Gao never killed anyone in the palace.

  Some people were like sifting chaff, and some people backed away screaming.

  Those who are a little bit courageous only feel that their legs are a little weak.

  When Liu Wenjun saw this, he immediately wailed: "Son, my son..."

   He wept bitterly, and wanted to rush forward, but was firmly restrained by several big Han generals.

   "Your Majesty, why is this?"

  Hu Guang bowed down, and excitedly said to Zhu Di: "How could your majesty be like this..."

  Hu Guang subconsciously wanted to look back at Xie Jin, and wanted Xie Jin and Yang Rong to dissuade him.

  Unfortunately, at this moment, Xie Jin lowered his head and didn't say a word.

  Hu Guang had no choice but to bite the bullet and continued: "Your Majesty, punishing people without teaching is an act of abuse."

  Zhu Di ignored it, took the ivory dragon-patterned paperweight from the imperial case, and slammed the bronze copper and gold-plated lotus leaf brush washer on the imperial case.

  Boom boom...

  Two clear and pleasant voices echoed in the hall, but it was extremely harsh.

   Later, another person was escorted.

  The man shouted: "Daddy, Daddy..."

  The man lowered his head while screaming, and when he saw his brother's corpse on the ground, he trembled.

   It was Liu Wenjun's second son Liu Yu who was escorted here. When Liu Yu saw this situation, he almost fainted from fright.

   And that Liu Wenjun went madly towards Liu Yu, shouting in his mouth: "Son, my son..."

  His face was ferocious, as pale as paper.

   shouted in his mouth, desperately wanting to run over.

   Even several big Han generals couldn't control him.

   Zhu Di, who was sitting tall, said casually: "Kill!"

   This time, a knife pierced Liu Yu's back directly in front of Liu Wenjun.

  Liu Yu's body trembled, and then...he wanted to say something more, and just uttered a syllable, and then, a mouthful of blood spewed out of his mouth.

  He fell to the ground, his hands subconsciously trying to grab the tip of the knife pierced through his chest, and then, he spurted more and more blood, and his eyes fixed on Liu Wenjun.

  Liu Wenjun roared: "Why is this, why is this... why did you kill my son, Your Majesty..."

Knowing that it was useless to look at his son, he turned around, looked at Zhu Di with a distorted expression, and roared angrily: "Why do you want to do this, Your Majesty? I am a minister. In the past dynasties, some fathers killed their sons, and some palaces killed their sons." Even if King Zhou of Shang and Emperor Yang of Sui are still alive, it’s nothing more than that!”

  At this moment, he couldn't care less.

  When Baiguan saw this scene, he felt nauseated, fearful, and of course...many people...angry.

   This is the anger of a rabbit dead and a fox sad.

  Even grassroots people would not torture like this, let alone scholar-bureaucrats?

After hearing this, Zhu Di was playing with the paperweight in his hand, but at this moment, Zhu Di suddenly moved slightly, and then he put the paperweight on his imperial case, and said word by word: "Really? Emperor Sui Yang, is that all? Are you very sad that your two sons were killed?"

   After a pause, Zhu Di went on to say: "Don't worry, this is just the beginning. Killing a son by a father is tyranny..."

  Zhu Di stood up and walked down the hall step by step. He looked very calm. Even at this moment, there was no expression of joy or anger on his face, but it gave off a cruel feeling.

He immediately said word by word: "Supervising the construction of sea ships requires a lot of big trees. In order to see the big trees, Guangxi, Guizhou, Yunnan and other provinces conscripted 93,600 people to go into the mountains to cut trees. Among them... those who fell into the mountains Seventy-two people. In addition, forty-five people died when they encountered poisonous snakes, big insects, and wolves. Just like this...more than a hundred people died. When they went to the Western Ocean...the total number of people was 32,345. But 1,423 people were killed due to illness on the way. Six hundred and fifty two people died in shipwreck. Seven hundred and fifty-six people died in the pirate battle. In addition...disabled There are countless."

Zhu Di approached Liu Wenjun step by step: "In order to go to the Western Seas, how many people buried their bones in other places, and how many people died in fear in the face of the thousand-layered huge waves. Zheng He once said that because of the frequent occurrence of diseases in the sea, many Those who are sick would rather jump into the sea than endure the torment of the disease. Some people, because they cannot bear the loneliness in the sea, are insane when they return to land.”

"I want to ask you." Zhu Di stared at Liu Wenjun and said word by word: "Aren't they the fathers of sons, aren't they the sons of fathers? Don't they have relatives? They have suffered so much, what have they gained?" What? It is the national prestige of my Ming Dynasty, and that ship of treasures... These treasures were bought with their blood. I took out internal funds and confiscated countless manpower and material resources in exchange for them. "

   "Yes, killing a son against a father is against the peace of heaven, but...if I don't punish your son today, how can I be worthy of those people who died in foreign lands, how can I be worthy of so many soldiers, and how can I be worthy of myself?"

  Zhu Di's complexion began to become ferocious. His dark red eyes stared at Liu Yu firmly, and said, "Now you know the pain? Don't worry... the pain is still to come?"

   His voice fell.

   Another person was brought in.

   This time, it was Liu Wenjun's third son.

  The third son, Liu Jin, came in and immediately begged for mercy: "Forgive me, forgive me, I didn't do anything, I'm innocent, I'm innocent!"

  Zhu Di pointed at Liu Jin, but looked at Liu Wenjun coldly and said, "Liu Wenjun, tell me, is your son guilty?"

  Liu Wenjun shouted: "Your Majesty can no longer commit murder."

  Zhu Di said with a cold face, "Is this murder?"

  At this time, someone suddenly said: "This is a blessing!"

   It was Zhang Anshi who spoke, but unfortunately, his voice was quickly drowned out by Liu Jin's begging for mercy.

Zhu Di continued to stare at Liu Wenjun, and said coldly: "I'm going to ask you again, is this what you call murder? Well, then I ask you, how should I... explain to those soldiers who died? How can I explain to myself? I gave you the treasure, how much silver did you sell for it!"

  Liu Wenjun seemed to have dried up his tears, and said hoarsely: "Ten... fourteen thousand taels..."

"That's a good one hundred and forty thousand taels..." Zhu Di sneered and said, "The quantity of your precious goods is several times that of Qixia's, but the price is less than 10% of Qixia's! I'll ask you again, who did you sell them to? What's the benefit?"

  Zhu Di gritted his teeth, he was angry, a kind of anger from the bottom of his heart had filled his whole body.

Zhu Di said: "I originally thought that people like you would take away a little bit of my benefits, maybe 10%, or maybe 20%. What I didn't expect is that you are very courageous, you dare to take away Ninety percent of my benefits are... I entered your mother, but you are still a gentleman, and give your mother's two sleeves a breeze!"

   All of a sudden... the ministers seem to understand something.

   Each of them took a deep breath.

   I didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a while.

  At this time, I heard Zhu Di say: "Kill, let me kill, one by one...his family of forty-five...all the males, let me kill them all!"

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