please make me king

Chapter 462
The person being pushed and shoved was dressed in brocade clothes, panting three times at every step, because he was fat and strong, like a big meat ball.

When that "big meatball" saw Zhang Shun, he didn't know if he was tripped by the threshold or because he had trouble with his legs and feet.He unexpectedly fell to the ground at once, rolled twice, and then cried out to Zhang Shun on the ground: "My lord, spare my life, my lord, spare my life! I will give you whatever you want, please leave me alone!" A dog's life!"

Zhang Shun froze for a moment, then asked inexplicably, "Who are you?"

After hearing that, the "big meatball" almost wanted to slap himself twice.The thief chief didn't even know him, why did he jump out so early?

Lu Weiqi, the former Minister of the Ministry of War in Nanjing, couldn't stand it any longer, so he had to come out and say, "This is His Royal Highness Fu Wang. My lord, as the uncle of the sage, how can you submit to the bandits? You should die rather than submit, to preserve your reputation!" "

Fu Wang?Zhang Shun was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that you are the "Fu Lu Banquet"!He didn't know anything else. He had just heard about the fact that this King of Fortune was caught by Li Zicheng and cooked with the sika deer for a "Fu Lu Banquet".

Hearing the "Fulu Banquet", King Fu couldn't help but annoyed: "Can you say a few words less? I didn't think the king was going to treat me as a fart. If you say that again, you will annoy the king. I heard that Mr. Lu has always You are resourceful, please save me!"

This Fu Wang was already surprisingly fat, but he rolled on the ground a few times, looking quite embarrassed.Now such a boneless appearance is even more despised.

"Mr. Lu" Lu Weiqi didn't laugh at him, instead he laughed at himself: "Now my life is in danger, so how can I save His Highness? Everyone is mortal, and today is the festival of justice!"

King Fu was about to refute Lu Weiqi's words, but Zhang Shun, the "thief leader", suddenly asked, "You are King Fu. I wonder how much you weigh?"

King Fu was taken aback for a moment, wondering why Zhang Shun asked his weight.If someone came to ask, he would definitely order his servants to blow their heads off him.

But when the "thief head" came to ask, he had no choice but to answer, so he responded in a low voice: "Xiao Xiaowang weighs about three hundred and sixty catties!"

Bae. Zhang Shun took a breath, and after a while he looked around and asked, "How much meat can this produce?"

Although Ji Cheng is a veterinarian, if he kills livestock, he often works as a butcher part-time.Based on his usual experience, he subconsciously replied: "Sheep generally produce [-]% of the meat, while pigs produce [-]% of the meat. People like King Fu should be able to produce about [-] catties!"

The officials turned pale when they heard the words, and quickly knelt down without caring about their integrity.Not to mention the "Fu Lu Banquet", his legs became limp and paralyzed, and the smell of feces and urine immediately filled the whole room.

Lu Weiqi, former Shangshu of the Ministry of War in Nanjing, shouted loudly: "The thief dares to listen! His Highness Fu Wang is the uncle of the Ming Emperor, a noble man. A soldier can be killed but not humiliated. How can you humiliate him like this?"

"Ah?" Zhang Shun asked in surprise, "This is Mr. Lu, right? Where did you say that? You wouldn't suggest that I kill and cook King Fu? His Royal Highness is honorable. As a minister, why don't you?" Can you suggest how to deal with His Highness? Do you two have any old grudges?"

Lu Weiqi was suddenly speechless by Zhang Shun.He wanted to refute, but he was afraid that Zhang Shun would become angry if he really boiled Fu Wang, then he would die forever!
King Fu was frightened when he heard this, so he had to stick his ass full of feces and urine, and lay down with difficulty, kowtowed like garlic, and only shouted: "King Shun is benevolent, King Shun spares his life!"

Zhang Shun saw how luxurious the Prince Fu's mansion was and how difficult it was outside the city, so he actually wanted to kill this man.

He laughed and said: "As a nobleman, you can't be a servant of the emperor at the top, and you can't benefit the people of the Li people at the bottom. You are extravagant and the world is poor. What face do you have to live in the world?"

King Fu was silent for a while when he heard the words, and just when Zhang Shun thought he had nothing to say, he kowtowed and said, "King Shun is sympathetic. I was originally the seed of Emperor Wanli Shenzong, but because I was born a few years late, I became a Third son."

"Father favored me and tried to pass on the throne to me. I never thought about it. The patriarchal clan is so strict that all officials don't follow it. I have been insulted and bullied by all officials since I was young."

"Father had no choice but to entrust me to Luoyang Mansion as a blessed vassal. Since I entered the mansion at the age of fifteen, except when my father passed away, I have never left the palace for half a step. What's the difference between pigs!"

"Although there are many gold and silver rewards, I am not allowed to spend them myself. Food and grain are like mountains, and I can only eat three meals. I dare not ask, can not ask, and don't want to ask about matters of family, country, and world. Neither scholars, farmers, businessmen, nor businessmen are allowed. Engage in it. Even if you want to practice your ancestors’ old business and become a beggar, you can’t get it.”

"I don't know what Ming is like today, I don't know what the world is like today, and I don't know what the people are like! What does the world have to do with me? What do I have to do with the world?"

Zhang Shun was surprised when he heard the words, he never thought that there were so many reasons for it.But he didn't know whether it was true or not, so he looked at "Mr. Lu" after thinking about it and asked, "Is this true?"

"Mr. Lu" was silent for a while, and replied honestly: "Although there are many biased things, it is also true!"

Zhang Shun couldn't complain anymore. After the Zhu family's clan was born, they went to this luxurious palace, and when they were raised fat and strong, they just left it to the rebels and the Qing Dynasty to kill. Could this be the "pig family"? Is it the way to raise pigs?

No wonder the surname is "pig". I'm afraid he didn't come from a professional pig farmer?

Thinking of this, Zhang Shun felt a bit of pity for the greasy, fat and smelly King Fu lying underneath.

However, after thinking about those people who died of starvation, died of rebellion, and were even looted and killed by other rebels, his heart hardened a bit!
Compared with them, you, the King of Fortune who enjoyed half a lifetime of happiness, were killed and slaughtered, and there is nothing wronged.

Zhang Shun said with a smile: "If you are innocent, wouldn't the people of the world die unjustly? Just now I roughly checked the account books in your mansion. Just one item of land, the manor has more than [-] fertile land. Throughout Zhongzhou, Shandong and Huguang."

"There is also the old scholar Zhang Juzheng who has no property, from Jiangdu to Taiping along the river to Dizhou miscellaneous taxes, Sichuan Yanjing tea silver and Huai salt [-] yuan, and the annual income of these items alone reaches [-] to [-] taels. Calculate the farmland The income in summer and autumn, I am afraid there will be another two to three hundred thousand shi?"

"How can you claim to be innocent if you are so rich that one person is so rich and the world is in trouble?"

The rest of the ministers were silent, and King Fu couldn't deny it, so he had to cry bitterly and begged for mercy: "This is not my original wish. I have been in the deep palace of the palace for a long time, and I don't know about it. I also ask King Shun to agree to donate all my family property in exchange for me. One person's life!"

　In fact, the so-called "Fu Lu Banquet" is based on rumors. Although Li Zicheng killed King Fu in history, he was not so serious as to boil him.I don’t know why people in the Ming Dynasty like to hunt novels so much, they often make up some jokes that challenge the lower limit of human beings
　　
　
(End of this chapter)