Daming heir

When people compete for 'interests', if they cannot achieve it by normal means, they will often resort to violence.

And when the 'demand' is met, people will generally believe that this is the success of their 'violent means'.

The fourteenth day of the first month of the thirty-first year of Hongwu.

The people of Yingtian City didn't know why they wanted to depose the emperor's grandson.

But they firmly believe that they have protected justice.

This is their demand.

And when the imperial edict of Emperor Hongwu, who had not yet abdicated, spread throughout Yingtian City.

The people cheered blindly and celebrated their 'victory'.

The people on the street outside Xi'an Gate dispersed in an orderly manner.

When the emperor's grandson was finally deposed after their strong demands, they had no reason to continue to stay here.

Then they dispersed and each gathered together to discuss the 'vital' role they had played in this struggle.

Looking at the crowd dispersing like a tide.

Officer Qianhu of the Habayashi Guards at Xuanjin Bridge finally breathed a sigh of relief, but his chest became more and more clogged for some unknown reason.

Ren Hengtai and Zhai Shan no longer cared about their health and dignity as cabinet ministers. They both wore the conspicuous red crane robes and fell softly to the ground in full view of the public.

Zhai Shan lowered his head and looked at an ant under his feet, crawling around like a headless fly.

He sighed deeply.

"It's over..."

"Everything is over..."

His voice suddenly became extremely vicissitudes of life, and his voice was hoarse as if there was a piece of sandpaper stuck in his throat.

Ever since they left the palace, they had been persuading these people to disperse.

But the result is obvious.

No one cared about the red robes they were wearing, and all the people stubbornly demanded that the imperial court depose the emperor's grandson.

Until a quarter past noon.

That decree came from the palace.

Ren Hengtai stared blankly at the empty Xi'anmenwai Street after the crowd dispersed.

A few wisps of cold wind blew by, blowing up the garbage scattered on the ground.

The feeling of powerlessness filled Ren Hengtai's whole world at this moment.

"The country is in turmoil. As cabinet ministers, you and I have to shoulder this burden even if we are completely powerless..."

Ren Hengtai pressed his hands on the ground.

Ice cold.

Because there is still some gravel on the ground, it looks particularly prickly.

Ren Hengtai's legs began to exert force, but his arms on the ground began to tremble uncontrollably.

Bang.

The first cabinet minister of the Ming Dynasty fell to the ground with a clang.

"Mr. Ge!"

The Qianhu officer of the Yulin Guard who was standing by the side exclaimed and hurried forward.

However, Ren Hengtai just sat down and crawled to the ground, raising an arm: "No! I can get up by myself!"

Qian Huguan's lips twitched and he stood there with nervousness in his eyes.

Ren Hengtai took a deep breath, and a few drops of sweat fell on his forehead.

Zhai Shan sat aside and breathed deeply.

On the west side of Xuanjin Bridge, on the bridge in front of Ren Hengtai, drops of sweat kept falling from his forehead, dripping on the bridge, wetting the bluestone deck in circles.

Ren Hengtai never sought help from others.

He once again put his hands on the ground, and his whole body was shaking from the exertion.

He lifted himself up little by little.

Sweat also began to drip from his forehead in larger and larger drops.

Hey.

Da da.

Da da da.

A group of martial arts students wearing military uniforms rode on war horses and marched from Xi'anmenwai Street to Xuanjin Bridge.

The leader.

It was Chang Jizu.

Chang Jizu jumped off his horse, held a saber in his hand, glanced around, and then walked up to Ren Hengtai with his combat boots on.

Ren Hengtai lay on the ground, supporting the ground with his hands, and raised his head to look at the person.

The uniforms of the martial arts halls are easy to identify.

The one-piece tailoring of the martial arts school uniform has been leading the trend among men in Yingtian City for a long time.

Tight-fitting tops need to be ironed every time before being worn. Every suture is straight and straight.

There are gilt buttons in a single row on the chest from top to bottom. Under the small turned-out collar, a snow-white shirt is exposed, and a bright red ribbon is tied around the neck.

On the waist, there is a belt made of two styles, black, and the fasteners on it are also gilt gold.

The lower body is straight trousers, soft in texture, but not wrinkled at all when standing.

A pair of polished and shiny long leather combat boots, simple without any decoration, but full of handsomeness.

If it hadn't been for the strict decree of the imperial court that no one except the martial arts students of the Jiangwu Hall should wear the uniforms of the martial arts students of the Jiangwu Hall, I am afraid that this handsome look would have spread throughout Zhili Road, and in Yingtian City I'm afraid the men also need to have a set of skills.

With a smile on his face, Chang Jizu held the sword at his waist with his left hand, walked up to Ren Hengtai, squatted down, bent his knees, and stretched out his right hand.

"Mr. Ren Ge, students, please help you get up."

Ren Hengtai's eyes flickered.

Why do people from the martial arts hall appear here?

You know, the martial arts hall is located in the Xicheng project.

On weekdays, the presence of martial arts halls in the capital is also very low.

Except for every rugby match, there would be some rumors about the martial arts hall.

Looking at Chang Jizu who stretched out his hand to him.

Ren Hengtai had doubts in his heart, but he remembered that the Chang family also had Wang Jue.

The former founding Duke's Mansion has now become the Kaiping County Prince's Mansion.

Ren Hengtai stretched out one of his hands.

Chang Jizu had a smile on his face, and with a little force, he pulled up Ren Hengtai, the chief minister of the cabinet.

Hengtai didn't wait to ask.

Chang Jizu was the first to speak and explained: "Your Majesty has decreed that we, the fourth batch of martial arts students in the Martial Arts Hall, will conduct a medal conferment ceremony at the Zen Condolence Ceremony tomorrow."

Ren Hengtai's eyes flickered.

He muttered in a low voice: "Is it already the fourth term of the Martial Arts Hall?"

Chang Jizu smiled and shook his head: "Ren Ge remembered it wrong. The seniors from the first two classes of the martial arts hall were not included. They went directly to the military after graduation. Starting from the student class, The Martial Arts Hall has just begun to count the periods, and we are also the first ones to have an award ceremony."

The martial arts hall has been established for so long.

Ren Hengtai was a little shocked and surprised.

After Chang Jizu helped Ren Hengtai up and explained, he also helped Zhai Shan up.

Seeing that their faces were pale and their eyes were in a trance, Chang Jizu didn't ask any more questions, but glanced at his classmates from the Jiangwu Hall on the bridge. "Ren Pavilion, Zhai Pavilion, the students have to prepare for entering the palace, so they won't stay here."

With that said, he waved to the students from the martial arts hall behind him.

The martial arts students dismounted one after another, and one of the leading martial arts students also took Chang Jizu's horse in his hand.

Ren Hengtai and Zhai Shan stepped aside.

A martial arts student from the Jiangwu Hall, who was about to receive a medal at the Zen Enlightenment Ceremony tomorrow, led his horse past Ren Hengtai and Zhai Shan and walked towards Xi'an Gate.

Yingtian City, following the emperor's will, finally calmed down.

And in the Yamen of Yingtian Prefecture.

If you are familiar with this place, you will find that there are many new faces in the Yingtian Prefecture Yamen today.

And these unfamiliar faces looked at everyone who passed by with their cold eyes.

In a remote courtyard deep in the government office.

Several imperial doctors kept coming in and out.

In the courtyard, in addition to these imperial doctors, there were also people from the Jinyi Guard, the Yulin Guard, and the Secret Guard.

Go through the corridor and enter the house.

There is a faint smell of blood here.

Shui Sannian, the commander of Taiyuan Hospital, frowned and was arguing with the doctor at the government office.

He just came here.

Inside, Yu Dalian, the prefect of Yingtian, and the governor-general of Zhili were accompanying Zhu Yunxi.

Yu Dalian had a trace of nervousness on his face, looking at the maid who had just taken the medicine from time to time, and then at Zou Xueyu.

Zhu Yunxi clasped his hands behind his back.

His brows were also slightly wrinkled.

Zou Xueyu whispered: "It has been found out that this is Miss Luo's personal maid.

I have also asked clearly what should be asked. This is what she should do, and it is also what I must do.

Otherwise, it would be impossible for us to know what exactly happened in the house when this incident occurred, and what the details were. "

Zhu Yunxi didn't say anything.

Zou Xueyu sighed and spoke again: "Prefect Yingtian will use strong medicine on this maid. This is also my order and has nothing to do with Yingtian Mansion."

Zhu Yunxi finally moved.

He waved his hand to stop Zou Xueyu's next words, and said: "At this time, it is not time to investigate who should bear the responsibility. Now I only hope that this woman can still have a glimmer of hope."

Ding Deng Deng.

Shui Sannian, the commander of Taiyuan Hospital, came in from outside.

"Your Highness..."

Zhu Yunxi immediately turned around and saw Shui Sannian shaking his head at him.

Zhu Yunxi nodded: "Then let her suffer less."

Shui Sannian whispered: "I have already sent someone to prepare the medicine. It will be delivered later. I will never cause this girl any pain again."

After Jianshui had arranged everything for three years, Zhu Yunxi sighed softly and walked out of the house.

Zou Xueyu and Yu Dalian immediately followed behind him.

Sun Cheng, who returned to Beijing quietly, stayed in the courtyard. When he saw Zhu Yunxi coming out, he immediately followed him.

There are trustworthy people everywhere.

Zou Xueyu said in a low voice: "According to what this girl said, those people are all people with simple methods. Although they came in covered with black clothes, they are not tall. According to the words this girl heard, although She said it was similar to the dialect in Hangzhou Prefecture, but Chen and others speculated..."

"It's a Japanese."

Zhu Yunxi frowned slightly, with a hint of murderous intent in his eyes.

Zou Xueyu nodded: "Japanese people are generally short in stature, and if outsiders listen, their speech is indeed somewhat similar to the dialect in Hangzhou Prefecture. Moreover...I have also compared it with Jin Yiwei's archives, and the tricks of those people do agree. This has always been the habit of the Japanese."

Zhu Yunxi snorted coldly: "To this day, the Japanese have never died! How did Tie Xuan work as an errand in the first place!"

Although he was scolding Tie Xuan, everyone present knew that he was scolding the Japanese for not dying yet.

Sun Cheng stepped forward and whispered: "I am also a little confused. There will still be surviving Japanese people to this day. And more importantly, it is understandable if some ordinary Japanese people survive. But Logically speaking, it would be difficult for someone with such advanced killing skills and strong martial arts skills to survive until now, not to mention that there would be so many Japanese at once."

Yu Dalian hesitated for a long time and then said: "When Academician Tie was in Yingzhou, he was always doing the work of eliminating Japanese heirs.

When the imperial court establishes the Yingzhou Four Roads and sends officials there, this matter will also be a top priority.

In the past few years, Yingzhou has been spreading news to the capital, and has been clearing out more or less hidden Japanese on the border of Yingzhou.

In addition, now, our Ming Dynasty has a strong navy and is invincible outside the East China Sea, and its north and south coasts are tightly defended.

Even if these Japanese were able to hide until now, they should not be able to sneak into Yingtian City so quietly. "

Zhu Yunxi sneered.

"Now that we can confirm who did it, the matter will be easier to investigate."

He turned around and looked back at Sun Cheng.

Sun Cheng immediately clasped his fists and bowed his head.

"Tomorrow is the imperial court's abdication ceremony. There are many other matters in the country that will be announced at the abdication ceremony tomorrow. This is the biggest event in the thirty years since the founding of our country.

Now that it has been found that there are Japanese survivors, it is impossible for the people behind this to kill only these thirty people and force the court to expunge the name of my grandson.

Behind the scenes, there must be a deeper plan. "

Sun Cheng gritted his teeth, raised his head, and punched his chest hard.

"Wei Chen promises that before sunrise tomorrow, these Japanese who have sneaked into Yingtian will be completely wiped out!"

Zhu Yunxi nodded, put his hands together and put them in front of his abdomen.

"Go ahead, Haoshengcha."

"As you know, I have always hated the Japanese. If we find out where the Japanese are hiding today, there is no need to capture them alive. Let's kill them all."

"For the Japanese to sneak into the capital so quietly and commit murderous crimes, there must be someone behind the scenes. We will check and arrest everyone involved in this matter. There will be a surrender ceremony at any time tomorrow, but the blood is red Yes, it’s pretty red.”

Sun Cheng nodded heavily, holding the saber on his waist, and led the Jin Yiwei and Yu Linwei present out of the yard.

No one present felt that what Zhu Yunxi said did not need to be heard.

Even now, he no longer has the title of emperor grandson, nor does he have the power to supervise the country.

But whether it is Sun Cheng, Yingtian Magistrate Yu Dalian, or Zhili Governor-General Zou Xueyu who is still standing here.

sometimes.

You don't necessarily need a so-called title to exercise so-called power.

And now, Zhu Yunxi is like this.

Night gradually enveloped the sky over Yingtian City.

After a whole day of chaos during the day, the people in Yingtian City went to bed early.

Tomorrow, there will not only be the Lantern Festival in Yingtian City, but also the imperial court's abdication ceremony. King Wu can't help but be excited at night, and it will be very lively.

Everyone is waiting for the arrival of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month in the thirty-first year of Hongwu.

And in the dark night.

kill.

But it has already begun.

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