Alliance of the Heavens and Ming Dynasty

Chapter 6 The Cricket Emperor

"The slave girl, Gu Dayong, sees the emperor."

One of Zhu Houzhao's servants, Gu Dayong, the governor of the West Factory, paid homage to Zhu Houzhao.

"Tell me, what's going on?"

Zhu Houzhao put the Persian cat aside, and his palm was already on the handle of the Long Wenxiu Spring Knife.

Gu Dayong, who was familiar with his movements, naturally knew that the emperor was angry, and hurriedly said: "I tell the emperor, my lord, the female slaves around the queen mother have been found out. They are... the illegitimate daughter of the criminal minister Zhang Heling."

"How did you get into the palace?"

Zhu Houzhao's voice gradually turned cold. He didn't care whether Zhang Heling's illegitimate daughter was an illegitimate daughter, he only cared about how she got into the palace.

If anyone can enter and leave the palace, what is the palace, a sieve for air leakage?Can the safety of his emperor be guaranteed?

He has been assassinated many times, and once slipped around before the gate of hell, he attaches great importance to his own safety.

"It's Mrs. Wang next to the queen mother. Zhang Heling's illegitimate daughter got into the palace by bribing Mrs. Wang. The people below saw that Mrs. Wang belonged to the queen mother, so they didn't dare to stop her."

Mrs. Wang, Zhu Houzhao has a bit of a reflection on this person. In particular, she was the maid who followed the Queen Mother Zhang into the palace when she married Emperor Hongzhi. Because she stayed in the palace for a long time and followed the Queen Mother for many years, she won the trust of the Queen Mother. Respected as "Mrs. Wang".

"A little old court lady can bring an outsider in and out of the palace at will. Gu Dayong, is it because you are incompetent or I am blind."

"Can you still guarantee the safety of the palace, can you still do it, Governor of the West Factory?"

Zhu Houzhao's tone was quiet and his face was calm, but he frightened Gu Dayong: "The emperor forgives the sin, and the slaves deserve to die."

Kowtowing like pounding garlic, panic to the extreme, Gu Dayong's heart and liver were shaking violently, afraid that Zhu Houzhao would go to Liaodong to farm directly, and he would never come back after going to that ghostly place!
He is also a person who worked as a supervisor in Liaodong, and he knows the horror there. It is freezing in the cold, and he has to work hard to cultivate the land. If he does not work on the land, he will not be given food. The gentry in Liaodong died of exhaustion and starvation a few years ago. There are countless nobles, and he never wants to end up in such a dismal end.

"This is the last time. If you can't handle it well, you can go to Liaodong to plant land for two years. I believe that the difficult environment in Liaodong will improve your ability."

Zhu Houzhao didn't want to really do Gu Dayong. Although this guy is not a thing, he is obedient and easy to use. However, he still has to beat and beat, lest this guy think about something all day long. .

"Don't worry, my lord, I know what to do!"

Gu Dayong gritted his teeth, because he was an old court lady, an illegitimate daughter, and he was almost sent by Zhu Houzhao to farm in that ghost place in Liaodong. The title of one of the Eight Tigers.

He didn't dare to resent Zhu Houzhao, because like Liu Jin, he was too aware of Zhu Houzhao's horror, which made him unable to feel a little bit of dissatisfaction. Even if Zhu Houzhao really asked him to go to Liaodong to farm, he would have to go happily.

Zhu Houzhao rarely kills, but this does not mean that Zhu Houzhao is really kind and compassionate, but his methods are more terrifying than killing people, and can make life worse than death.

The power is as shocking as Liu Jian, how about Xie Qian, after two years of farming in Liaodong, he has learned to be obedient.

Unscrupulous like a gentry in the south of the Yangtze River, rampant and arrogant like a family in Linhai, lawless like Zhu Chenhao, king of Ning, so what, farming and land reclamation in Liaodong broke their backbone, let you pass on your poems and books, rich in wealth, noble in status, in the midst of hunger and cold In front of you, you have to bow your head obediently and submit.

Zhu Houzhao is best at killing people.

"I entrusted the safety of the palace to you, not for you to eat, don't let me down again."

Zhu Houzhao warned Gu Dayong again, and then ordered: "Check carefully, if there is no problem, send it to Liaodong. Aren't they trying to deal with Zhang Heling and Zhang Yanling? Then just go to Liaodong to accompany those two bastards." !"

Speaking of the Zhang brothers, Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but get angry. The only time in his life that he almost stepped into the gate of hell was thanks to these two "good uncles".

"The slaves obey the order."

Gu Dayong replied that he would have done the same thing without Zhu Houzhao's orders. He had been with Zhu Houzhao for so many years, and he hadn't learned anything else, but Zhu Houzhao had learned how to torture people.

Killing people is just a momentary wailing, which is really meaningless. Watching people dying of exhaustion and starvation in the hopeless ice and snow has become a little different hobby of a notorious eunuch like him.

Not only Gu Dayong, Liu Jin, Zhang Yong, Ma Yongcheng, Gao Feng, Luo Xiang, Wei Bin, Qiu Ju and other members of the Eight Tigers are also the same. exhausted.

"Go back!"

Zhu Houzhao waved his hand and told Liu Jin and Gu Dayong to step down, he was going to chat with his ancestors!
Liu Jin who followed Zhu Houzhao day and night felt that Zhu Houzhao was a little strange today, but he didn't think much about it. He and Gu Dayong slowly exited the leopard room. Before leaving, he didn't forget to take away the elegant Persian cat. He knew that Zhu Houzhao was thinking Sometimes, I don't like being disturbed.

Entering the mysterious space again, Hongwu, Jianwen, Yongle, and the first three emperors of the Ming Dynasty have all arrived.

"Master Hongwu, Lord Yongle, here we come!"

Zhu Houzhao greeted Lao Zhu and Zhu Di in a natural and casual manner, and his tone completely put himself on the same level as the two great emperors Hongwu Yongle.

As the emperor of Ming Dynasty, he didn't think he was much worse than Hongwu Yongle.

Zhu Yuanzhang expelled the Hulu and restored China. He directly wiped out the Beiyuan. Today's grassland is developing in the direction of singing and dancing.

Zhu Di attacked Mobei five times and made seven voyages to the West. He also sent troops to destroy Fusang, seize Ishijian Yinshan, and fill the treasury of the Ming Dynasty. The remnants of Fusang are still working hard to cultivate land and open up wasteland in Liaodong, seeking forgiveness from him, the holy emperor of the Celestial Dynasty!
Calculated in such a small way, he is really not much inferior to Hongwu Yongle, who has been governed by martial arts and has been shining through the ages.

"No big or small!"

Old Zhu snorted coldly, but he didn't care about Zhu Houzhao. As the founding emperor of Ming Dynasty, he would not be angry with his descendants.

Of course, except Zhu Di and Zhu Yunqi, the rebellious son and grandson.

"How can I, Zhu Di, have a descendant like you!"

Zhu Di expressed his displeasure that his descendants had no respect for him at all, which was outrageous, but his good grandson was in line with his wishes, not only literary and martial arts, but also extremely filial to him.

Say good-bye to the grandson, good-bye to the grandson, a long, far-reaching mechanical sound resounded in the mysterious space.

"Welcome Ming Xuande Emperor Zhu Zhanji to join the group chat."

One of the wonderful emperors of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Di's great grandson, Zhu Zhanji, the cricket emperor, appeared on the stage.

(End of this chapter)