Daming Jingtai: I am the eternal benevolent king

Chapter 131 The Emperor's Words, You Have to Listen Backwards!
"I killed the 彘墡, causing all the kings in the world to suspect me!"

Zhu Qiyu held the memorial and muttered to himself: "I think I don't care about family affection, just like Jianwen back then!"

"As soon as he ascended the throne, he attacked his uncle!"

"Why didn't I cook my uncle for the sake of the throne."

"They're probably scolding me behind their backs, they're mean and ungrateful, they're not worthy of being an emperor!"

"If Taizong and the first emperor hadn't cut down the vassals repeatedly, and the military power in the hands of the vassal kings has become less and less, I'm afraid they would have raised their troops to calm down!"

"Now that I am ordering the vassal kings of the world to enter the capital, I naturally don't want to listen to my words!"

"I'm not listening..."

Zhu Qiyu's eyes became more and more sinister: "If you don't enter the capital, I will force you to enter the capital!"

"If you have the guts to rebel, I'll wait!"

"I'm not the first emperor. The first emperor just built Xiaoyao City for the King of Han, and it took him a long time to roast him to death!"

"Not to mention the Taishanghuang, the Taishanghuang is born weak, with stains all over his body, as if crawling out of a cesspit."

"I am nobody!"

"If it falls into my hands, I will roast all of you to death!"

"You, like the Kong family, enjoy the legacy of our centuries-old ancestors, and it's time for you to shine!"

"This world belongs to me, not to you. If I can't enjoy pleasure, what qualifications do you have?"

Zhu Qiyu muttered to himself.

The eunuchs in the Palace of Qinzheng wanted to poke their ears deaf. If the emperor revealed his true thoughts, they would be punished with death!

"I ordered you to enter the capital, do you think that I am going to kill you all?"

"Think I don't have a son, so I can do whatever I want?"

"I don't want Jiang Shan anymore, do I?"

"I am in your heart, am I the devil?"

"Since you know you are afraid, why do you still fight against me?"

"It's a contradiction."

"On the contrary, King Zheng is sensible and understands my temper."

Zhu Qiyu sneered.

The royal family, there is no such thing as a fool.

The reason why King Zheng was notorious for being violent was because Emperor Renzong died suddenly, but Emperor Xuanzong was in Nanjing. Zheng Wang Zhu Zhanxi and Xiang Wang Zhu Zhanyu supervised the country, waiting for Emperor Xuanzong to return to Beijing to succeed him.

He is the brother of Emperor Xuanzong and the son of Empress Dowager Zhang, and King Zheng's mother was at odds with Empress Dowager Zhang.

Later, Emperor Xuanzong personally conquered the country, and he supervised the country with him.

Because he has supervised the country twice and is the second son, it is inevitable to make people think too much.

King Zheng knew how to protect himself. When he returned to the fief, he often whipped the people to death. He was notorious. Xuanzong and King Mobei reprimanded him, even changed the fief, and sent Zhou Ying, the censor, to discipline him.

Only then did King Zheng calm down, and he also successfully survived the death of Empress Dowager Zhang, and was able to retreat completely.

Now, the emperor ordered the kings of the world to enter the capital, and he dared to be the first in the world, the first to enter the capital, which shows his wisdom.

Renzong's heir, he is the only one left.

Smart people, nothing more.

"When King Zheng comes to Beijing, let's stay in the clan's mansion. You don't need to go through a lot of trouble, and you don't need to let outsiders know." Zhu Qiyu wanted to test King Zheng's loyalty.

Zhu Qiyu took the decoction and began to review the memorial.

There are too many memorials recently, he only reads the posters, and he has to watch them in the middle of the night.

The Military Aircraft Department recruited all the Hanlins of the Hanlin Academy.

Originally, there were as many scholars as there were in the capital, but the emperor could make a fuss, and sent them all over the world, and there were not many candidates.

He had no choice but to call Jinshi and Juren to Beijing from Nanjing.

Simply, Zhu Qiyu asked Guozijian to recommend a few outstanding people to join the Military Aircraft Department.

The first one recommended was Li Dongyang.

Chen Xun understood the emperor's mind and knew that the emperor valued Li Dongyang.

The question is that Li Dongyang is only ten years old, how should he deal with the government?

Zhu Qiyu refused, and asked Guozijian to recommend older supervisors to join the Military Aircraft Department to do some hard work of transporting and searching for memorials.

Posting pornography is not something they can do. Every Jinshi who is responsible for posting pornography is carefully selected by Zhu Qiyu, and the others are only responsible for helping.

The military aircraft department is busy, and the supervisor of ceremonies is even busier.

After the Supervisor of Ceremonies was repeatedly cleaned up, the remaining staff was less than [-]% of the original staff, but they had to undertake the work of approving all memorials, and they were so busy that they didn't have time to drink saliva.

Zhu Qiyu had no choice but to ask the attendant to teach the bachelor and go to the inner school to teach the eunuch.

Fill in the personnel of the supervisor of etiquette.

"Although there will be an imperial examination this year, we can open another Enke to recruit more talents." Zhu Qiyu made up his mind that there was a shortage of talents.

"My lord, Eunuch Dong is asking to see you." Taking advantage of Zhu Qiyu's break, Feng Xiao reported in a low voice.

"This tea is good, who made it?" Zhu Qiyu put down the tea bowl.

"Go back to the emperor, it's the tea made by the slave." Lin Yu knelt on the ground.

Zhu Qiyu nodded: "Make another pot for me and let Dong Ci come in."

Lin Yu responded and then fell silent.

After experiencing the warmth and coldness of human relationships, she became very silent. She was no longer like before, with envy, jealousy and hatred written all over her face, showing joy and anger.

Dong Ci opened the curtain, came in and knelt on the ground to salute.

"The Royal Trading Company has done a good job, keep up the good work."

Zhu Qiyu asked him to get up: "I announce that you are here, and I have two things to tell you. One is that I want to open the textile factory to Hetao; the other is that I want to rush to make a batch of cotton clothes for the frontier soldiers to wear."

"Slaves dare not be praised by the emperor, this is all thanks to the emperor's protection!"

Dong Ci kowtowed respectfully: "My lord, I'm afraid this Hetao is not suitable for opening a textile factory."

"How to say?"

Dong Ci said: "Please listen to the servant girl to speak slowly."

"This weaving has the saying that Songjiang in the south, Lu'an in the north, and clothes in the world."

"As for this cotton textile, there are Jianghua in Chuzhong, Beihua in Shandong, and Zhehua in Yuyao, which are well-known. People like to buy branded goods here."

"This textile factory, Numai, was unable to weave at all when it first opened."

"The servants hired some weavers from the south. They said that the weather in the north is dry and the cotton thread is easy to break."

"Fortunately, there are skillful weavers who figured out a way to dig a cellar and use the moisture in the cellar to weave cotton. Only then did today's factory come into being."

"Although the slaves did not go to Hetao, they also know that the weather in Hetao is harsh, and it may be difficult to weave."

"My lord, you may not be aware that silk spinning and cotton spinning are not something ordinary people can afford!"

"Let's say that the people in central Beijing change their clothes all year round. They are from a good family. If they are poorer, they may not change their clothes for several years."

"Hetao is poor, how can I afford expensive cotton fabrics?"

Dong Ci told the truth.

Northwest poverty is the consensus of the ruling and opposition parties.

The newly recovered Hetao is probably even poorer than the Northwest.

"you're right!"

"Hetao is so poor that I really can't afford good clothes."

Zhu Qiyu muttered to himself: "I can't buy them with money, can I? People in the world don't suffer from inequalities. They bought it for Hetao people. People in other provinces, will they be paid?"

"They are all Han Chinese, so how can we treat each other more favorably than others?"

"By the way, how about wool spinning? Hetao is half-cultivated and half-grazing, and is rich in wool. It is absolutely possible to develop wool spinning!"

Zhu Qiyu had an epiphany, the sweater is warm and cheap.

It can also make the people of Hetao earn money.

If it works, woolen textiles can be developed in Liaodong, Northwest, and adjacent grasslands!

Dong Ci was confused: "Is the emperor talking about felt?"

"Clothes woven from wool." Zhu Qiyu gestured.

Can wool be made into clothes?

Dong Ci shook his head: "Your Majesty, this servant has never heard of it, so I will go back and ask the weaver, maybe the weaver will know."

Zhu Qiyu doesn't know how to knit a sweater either.

"Wool spinning, have you heard of it?"

Dong Ci shook his head.

Zhu Qiyu was furious: "Call someone who knows how to work as a weaver and enter the palace!"

"I beg the emperor to forgive me!" Dong Ci kowtowed in fright.

"Get up, go and announce some weavers into the palace, I will tell them."

Zhu Qiyu thought about developing wool spinning in the Hetao area, using wool spinning to control the sheep on the grassland, attracting inland businessmen to look at the grassland, and then actually controlling the grassland.

Soon, the four weavers entered the Hall of Qinzheng, and the etiquette was not standard.

The eunuch taught them many times on the way, but they forgot it when they entered the Hall of Qinzheng.

Zhu Qiyu didn't bother to think about it: "You are all mature weavers, I ask you, is there a way to spin yarn with wool?"

"Hey, back to the emperor's words, when I was a child, my family was poor, my mother made me clothes out of wool, it didn't keep me warm at all, and I was tied up too tight..."

A weaver said cautiously, the address was completely confused.

"Can you spin thread?" Zhu Qiyu asked again.

She nodded: "Yes."

"How did your mother make clothes?" Zhu Qiyu asked again.

"It's like weaving a basket, weaving it into a cloth bag, and then putting it on your body, it's clothes."

She replied stupidly: "My lord, the wool is easy to break, and it can't be cut. It can be made into any shape, and it can't be moved. If you move it randomly, it will break."

It's fine if it can be spun into a thread.

"Have you all used woolen fabrics?" Zhu Qiyu asked the other three weavers.

They all nodded and talked about the shortcomings of a bunch of woolen fabrics.

Compared with cotton fabrics, wool fabrics are scum.

"There are indeed many shortcomings."

Zhu Qiyu said kindly, "Then tell me, is the sweater your mother knitted for you to keep you warm?"

"what?"

The weaver opened his mouth, thought about it carefully, and then nodded: "That winter was very cold, but the slaves didn't feel cold at all. My brothers and sisters are all envious of me."

"What's your name?" Zhu Qiyu asked her.

"As for the emperor, my name is Sanniang, and my surname is Sun." The weaver spoke quickly.

It is true that the mouth is flying in front and the brain is flying behind.

Feng Xiao and Dong Ci tried their best to wink at her. If you want to call yourself a slave, you are better off. You can always call me. In front of the emperor, how dare you call me?Tired of life!

But Zhu Qiyu was not angry, instead he said with a smile, "Look, keeping warm, isn't that a good thing."

"You know, in the north, the weather is colder than in the capital."

"They need warmer clothes."

"So, I thought, if we can spin wool and weave it into a sweater, not to mention how comfortable it is to wear, at least no one will be frozen to death."

"And wool is so cheap that ordinary people can afford it."

"You say, what I said is right?"

Zhu Qiyu said with a smile.

They all nodded.

Sun Sanniang choked up, "You are such a good emperor."

Zhu Qiyu didn't take it seriously, and said: "Then, I asked your factory to successfully knit sweaters in your spare time. Is it possible for you to do it?"

They nodded silly, not knowing what the nod meant.

Zhu Qiyu could also see that these people had never read a book, had never seen the world, they spoke incoherently, and they didn't quite understand the emperor's words.

"Sun Sanniang, can you get married?"

"I've been married a long time ago, and I have three children!" Sun Sanniang grinned silly.

"What is your man doing?"

But Sun Sanniang kowtowed respectfully: "It's all thanks to the emperor's grace to recruit my man into the army. My man is in the Wudang army, and my family is also a military household."

"It's a good thing to be loyal to the country!"

Zhu Qiyu smiled and said: "Then do you want to let your man be the general? As a general? Even, how about being an uncle and a marquis?"

"I don't even dare to think about it. My family was originally a farmer in Wanping County. They fled famine and fled to the capital. Being able to settle down in the capital is already a gift from the emperor. How dare we ask for extravagance?"

This woman looks silly, but she actually has her own thoughts.

When it comes to benefits, it is the great grace of heaven.

This is the common mind of ordinary people in the market.

Zhu Qiyu smiled and said: "As long as you can knit sweaters for me and promote it, I will not only reward you, but also directly promote you men to officials! Let your children take the imperial examination and become officials in the future! Okay?"

One official made four weavers boil.

"Dong Ci, pass on an order that if all the weavers of the royal firm can weave sweaters, I will make her a man!"

Zhu Qiyu said: "This knitting sweater does not need a machine, but knitting needles are used. Such long iron needles can be held between the arms. Only hand knitting needles can weave a soft sweater to keep out the cold."

"My lord, the slaves must knit sweaters!" Dong Ci saw the urgency of the emperor, so he knew it was a great achievement.

"Dong Ci, if you can make it, I will give you a copper talisman!"

Zhu Qiyu said lightly: "The person who weaves will go to Hetao to be the director of the wool textile factory. Both men and women will be given a copper talisman!"

"Slaves will live up to the high hopes of the emperor." Dong Ci kowtowed respectfully.

Let Sun Sanniang wait for the weavers to leave, leaving Dong Ci behind.

"Dong Ci, there is no shortage of domestic funds now, and the textile factory is on the right track."

"I heard from your report that the publishing house has done a good job. I lifted a batch of banned books and handed them over to your publishing house for printing."

"Open another paper mill and improve paper."

"It is not necessary to make high-end rice paper, but to make some paper that the poor can afford."

"I know that when people go to the toilet at home, they still need to use toilet chips."

"If there is cheap paper, it can replace toilet paper."

Zhu Qiyu said.

But Dong Ci knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty must never, how can precious paper touch such dirty things? No matter how cheap the paper is, it will never be allowed to be defiled!"

He was born in Neishutang, and he is knowledgeable. He regards the sage books as gods.

And paper, to scholars, is like a god, unwilling to be stained.

"I'm just making an analogy..."

"My lord, for example, it doesn't work. How many people in poor areas have never seen a piece of paper in their entire lives."

Dong Ci shed tears: "If I hadn't entered the palace, my slaves would never have read the books of sages and sages. If they don't read the books of sages and sages, how can they understand the etiquette of being a human being?"

"The emperor opened a paper mill to make paper affordable for the poor."

"I am 1 happy in my heart. Even if one day, papers are everywhere, I will never allow anyone to spoil or defile it!"

Dong Ci kowtowed desperately, feeling very wronged.

"It's my fault, okay?"

Zhu Qiyu neglected that in this era, it is normal to find paper hard to find. Even some students from wealthy families are reluctant to use rice paper when they learn to practice calligraphy. What they use is just some cheap grass paper.

"The emperor is not wrong, it is the servant who deserves to die, I beg the emperor to kill the servant!" Dong Ci burst into tears.

"Okay, let's not talk about it."

Seeing Dong Ci's sincerity, Zhu Qiyu continued:
"The paper mill must be opened, and the internal funds are spent to support it and improve the paper."

"I hope that the people of the world can afford paper!"

Zhu Qiyu hopes that all people can learn.

"My servant deeply feels the emperor's love for the people, and your vision will definitely come true!" Dong Ci knelt on the ground.

"Recently, merchants from all over the world have entered the capital, and they have had an impact on the Royal Commercial Bank, right?" Zhu Qiyu asked him.

"My lord, if you do business according to your duty, no one in the royal firm will be afraid; if they don't, with your lord's backing, your slaves will make them regret going to Beijing."

Dong Ci is very confident.

Zhu Qiyu was very satisfied with Dong Ci, and after a few words of advice, he let him go out.

Take it step by step and don't rush.

The memorial was dealt with until late at night.

Zhu Qiyu was a little tired, so he asked Tan Shi to come over and massage him to relieve his fatigue.

Zhu Qiyu closed his eyes and felt more comfortable.

"Tan Shi, your father wants to go to Shandong, what do you think?" Zhu Qiyu asked.

Tan Yunxian's face changed: "Your Majesty, the women's temple is not allowed to interfere in politics..."

"It's your biological father, it's okay to talk about it." Zhu Qiyu said with a smile.

"Reporting to Your Majesty, if the concubine's father is going to Shandong in the name of a court official, the concubine has no objection; if the concubine's father is going in the name of a foreign relative, the concubine is worried..."

Tan Yunxian didn't dare to tell the truth, in fact, he didn't want his father to flaunt his status as a foreign relative.

It was true that she was just a servant, but there were only two people in the emperor's harem, and she was hired by the emperor recently. Everyone in the court and the public knew that the Tan family was very much loved by the emperor.

Talking about Gang's family, the threshold has long been broken.

Everything is under Zhu Qiyu's control. He knows who Tan Gang met with and what he said.

Tan Gang is not very capable, but he will take the opportunity to curry favor. I heard that he often talks about poetry and painting with Hu Yining. He used to be Li Xian's guest, but now he flirts with Geng Jiuchou.

They are all important ministers in the court, so they will flatter them.

"I have already agreed, your father wants to make some achievements, I can't even give him a chance."

Zhu Qiyu remained calm: "He left Beijing and wanted your elder brother Tan Yilin to join the Military Aircraft Department, what do you think?"

Tan Yunxian's hands softened a bit, and his heart was pounding.

Zhu Qiyu opened his eyes.

"The concubine lost his mind, please forgive me, Your Majesty!" Tan Yunxian kowtowed.

"It's okay, continue."

Zhu Qiyu closed his eyes and enjoyed it a lot: "Tell me, what do you think?"

"The concubine thinks it's impossible."

Tan Yunxian thought about his words: "The concubine is a woman, she doesn't understand government affairs, but she also knows."

"The people who entered the military aircraft department are all talented people from the court, and you were single-handedly selected by Your Majesty."

"There has never been a precedent for actively asking to enter, my concubine is so bold, please punish him for disrespect!"

After speaking, he pressed it carefully, for fear of offending the emperor.

"Haha, if you don't move, you will be punished."

"I'm not good to my brothers of the same clan, and mean to my relatives, and now I'm also blocking my relatives, looking at them with benefits, and the people call me mean and ungrateful."

Zhu Qiyu sighed: "My infamy, I'm afraid I will bear it. It has entered the history books. When people in the future see me, they will definitely call me a tyrant."

"After thinking about it, I will follow him. After all, he is your biological father, and Tan Yilin is also your biological brother. I am very satisfied that you serve me attentively in the palace."

"Maybe just break the rules once and let him go."

Pfft!
Tan Yunxian was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately: "I beg your majesty not to make an exception, absolutely not!"

"How can the concubine's natal family be able to do so? The emperor made an exception?"

"Furthermore, there is no distinction between ministers and concubines, and even the father of the noble concubine was exiled. It is already a great blessing for the concubine's father and brothers to serve in the court!"

"How dare you force the emperor to make an exception?"

"Concubine, please Your Majesty, exile Tan Yilin, and don't allow him to return to court!"

Tan Yunxian kowtowed desperately.

You have to listen to the emperor's words the other way around!
He said that he wanted to make an exception, which meant that he was angry in his heart, but because of Tan Yunxian, he didn't say it directly!

If Tan Yunxian agrees, he will be sent to the cold palace tonight.

Her family members will be exiled to Hetao or Liaodong!
He doesn't need a woman who doesn't know the rules.

Even if this woman has amazing medical skills, she is not allowed to touch his bottom line.

Tan Yunxian didn't live long in the palace, but he gradually figured out the emperor's temper.

You can take what he rewards, and if he doesn't give it, no one is allowed to snatch it.

He is still like this for meritorious officials.

What's more, the relatives who don't have much credit!

Tan Gang District's top three Jinshi, who borrowed the limelight from his daughter and made his way to the top, what qualifications do he have to be compared with Yu Qian, He Fan Guang, and Hu Wei and other heroes?
Even Li Xian and Lin Cong in the court are far away from each other.

How could Zhu Qiyu break the rules just because he was alone!
Is the military aircraft department worth the money?
"Get up, talk as a family, where do you have such a big rule?"

Zhu Qiyu opened his eyelids: "Didn't I ask you, you shouted and killed every now and then, exile and exile, why are you more violent than me?"

"Go ahead."

"Tan Gang is also talented. I have seen Tan Yilin before. He is a seed for studying. It doesn't matter if he is promoted in advance."

Zhu Qiyu was amiable.

But Tan Yunxian cried out: "The rules are the rules, how can they be broken at will?"

"Tan Yilin is capable, so he earns a Jinshi by himself! Why bother to make things difficult for courtiers and concubines!"

"Your Majesty loves his courtiers and concubines very much, it's already a mighty grace!"

"The concubine's father and concubine's uncle are reused again, and the Tan family has become a dignitary in Beijing because of this. What is there to be dissatisfied with?"

"Your Majesty, the concubine is just angry, and Tan Yilin is not up to date."

She's not good at acting.

Zhu Qiyu saw through it, but people are not grass and trees, who can not care about their relatives?

The corner of his mouth curled up: "Okay, don't cry, your father Tan Gang and uncle Tan Jing are both talents. Since you want your elder brother Tan Yilin to be distinguished by his ability, then I will give him a chance."

"Let's go to Hetao. Hetao is short of people. People who go to Hetao can still participate in Enke one more time."

"Although he is not even a Juren, he can still participate in the next Enke after passing the Juren examination."

"In this way, you have an explanation to your father."

Zhu Qiyu looked at her with a smile.

Tan Yunxian's face turned pale!
This is what happens when you seek an official!
Kicked out of Beijing, went to Hetao to suffer!
Hetao is still fighting, and there is no family protection, no family background, but no fame. When you arrive in Hetao, won't you be restrained everywhere?

This is the emperor's answer.

If I don't give it to you, don't want anyone else.

To be my relative, you have to endure hardships that others cannot, otherwise, stop wasting food and go on the road.

"My concubine, thank Your Majesty for your grace!" Tan Yunxian hurriedly thanked him.

But Zhu Qiyu saw her pale face at that moment.

Zhu Qiyu said seriously: "Mr. Tan, I'm not making him suffer, but grinding him."

"You should know that I am determined to keep the Hetao. I have people build a Taoist temple in Helan Mountain, build a Longshan Temple, and split the West Kung, just to completely control the Hetao."

"So don't worry about safety."

"There is a blank sheet of paper. I am here to be the painter, and the people who go to Hetao are painters who paint according to my heart."

"They can get the best experience and grow quickly."

"Being able to open Enke again, one more chance for the imperial examination."

"When these people come back from Hetao, they will become the mainstay of the court and my important ministers."

"So, I'm not torturing him, but giving him a chance, understand?"

Tan Yunxian knelt on the ground and regained his spirits: "I thank Your Majesty for your caring heart."

"When we have a child, I will also send him to the border for training. Only adversity can produce talents. I prefer Tan Yilin. I hope he can become your pillar outside the palace."

Zhu Qiyu comforted her and pulled her up.

"My concubine, thank you Your Majesty."

Zhu Qiyu pulled her up: "Before they leave Beijing, I will let them enter the palace. You two will meet each other. After a while, I will let your mother enter the palace to accompany you for a day."

"Thank you, concubine."

"Privately, there is no need to always thank you, thank you, you and I are a family." Zhu Qiyu said with a smile.

Tan Yunxian nodded slightly, humming.

After chatting for a while, she was sent back to the palace.

When she walked out of the Hall of Qinzheng, Zhu Qiyu's eyes were filled with coldness: "Feng Xiao, let the imperial physician come into the palace tomorrow to check the pulse, and let the imperial physician take a look at the medicine prescribed by Mrs. Tan."

Pfft!
Feng Xiao was so frightened that he knelt on the ground.

In the heart of the emperor, no one would believe it!
The emperor was worried that Tan Yunxian would secretly hate the emperor because of talking about Yilin, so he asked the imperial physician to stare at him.

"When we get to Hetao, let Yuanjie sharpen Tan Yilin and make him a talent." Zhu Qiyu was very dissatisfied with Tan Gangsuo officer.

Your daughter only chooses a servant, so she really considers herself a foreign relative?

If you become a queen, don't you want to go to heaven?

Hang Yu is like this, Tang Xing is like this, and Tan Gang who doesn't want to be a Jinshi is still like this!

This man, in the face of power, is not as good as a dog.

Feng Xiao didn't dare to take a breath.

"Serve me and rest my pillow."

At some point, the number of eunuchs serving the emperor's pillow increased to sixteen.

In the past, the emperor dressed lightly and traveled lightly, but now he is very ostentatious and followed by a huge number of people.

It's not that the emperor pursues ostentation.

Rather, he doesn't trust anyone.

There are many people and many eyes, so it is not of one mind, so that it can be completely controlled by the emperor.

The next day, on the morning road, Feng Xiao reported that Shandong officials had been escorted to Beijing.

Walk into Fengtian Temple.

"Good news from Shandong!"

"Yu Taibao plowed the officialdom in Shandong, and cut off the inextricable connections between the upper and lower sides of Shandong!"

"The bandits are being suppressed now."

"It won't be long before Shandong will be bright and bright."

"Yu Taibao can also go north and move the town to Liaodong."

Zhu Qiyu's voice was passionate: "Fan Guang also has good news. The herdsmen who were driven away before, Fan Guang has recruited back."

"Sifan is also willing to stay in Hetao to grow his teeth."

"There's good news everywhere!"

All the officials kowtowed and sang meritorious deeds.

"Come on, bring Pei Lun up." Zhu Qiyu changed the subject.

Soon, Pei Lun, who was wearing an official robe but exuded a rancid smell, stepped into Fengtian Hall unkempt.

Pei Lun knelt on the ground, as if he had lost his soul.

When Wang Yue saw him, his whole body trembled. He wanted to take revenge with his own hands!

"Pei Lun, I still remember how you dare to speak out without fear of the powerful."

Zhu Qiyu's eyes were playful: "But I didn't expect that you have been lying to me all this time!"

"The old minister has never lied to His Majesty!" Pei Lun's face was full of sadness.

He didn't even understand why Yu Qian gave it to him.

Officials, officials and officials in Shandong were all escorted to Beijing.

"According to what you said, did you do well in Shandong?" Zhu Qiyu asked him.

"The veteran has no shame in his heart." Pei Lun kowtowed.

"What a shameless one!"

Zhu Qiyu stood up: "You are worthy of your wolfish ambition!"

"I ask you, why is Shandong flooded during the dry season?"

"I'll ask you again, how did Zhang Peng die? How did Wang Yue become disabled?"

"You tell me!"

The corner of Pei Lun's mouth muttered: "Right and wrong are all in people's hearts. The old minister has always been worthy of the world, worthy of His Majesty..."

"enough!"

Zhu Qiyu shouted suddenly: "I ask you, how did Zhang Peng die? Answer!"

"The old minister doesn't know!" Pei Lun bit him to death, but he didn't know.

"Then why is there such a flood in Shandong?"

"This is a natural and man-made disaster, not a crime!" Pei Lun quibbled.

"Then do I need to issue an edict to sin against myself?" Zhu Qiyu's eyes were burning.

Pei Lun kowtowed: "This old minister didn't mean that..."

"Then what do you mean? It's none of your business anyway, is it?"

Zhu Qiyu smiled: "What's the matter, it has nothing to do with you if you can push it clean. You are the most innocent official in the world, right?"

"Someone, bring Pei Hong up."

Pei Lun's complexion changed. Pei Hong was his son, who was born in Juren. He is currently studying at the Imperial College and is preparing to participate in this year's Qiu Wei.

"Your Majesty, this matter has nothing to do with the family..."

"You are naive, you did something wrong, and it has nothing to do with your family? You have a good idea!"

Zhu Qiyu snorted coldly: "Don't you deny it? I asked you to kill your eldest son with your own hands!"

"If you don't recruit, you still have a second son, a third son!"

"Kill them all, return your Jianli Pei clan!"

"Today I will accompany you to kill here!"

"Kill until you tell the truth!"

Zhu Qiyu played a rogue directly.

Pei Lun shook his head desperately: "Your Majesty, it's a trick of torture!"

"Didn't you force Wang Yue like this?"

Zhu Qiyu smiled strangely: "Don't explain, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense! Give him a knife and let him kill!"

Pei Hong was bound and brought to the main hall, and placed at Pei Lun's feet.

Pei Lun looked at his son, then at the knife on the ground.

He can't do it.

"Your Majesty is a wise king, how can you beat him to death?" Pei Lun wailed loudly.

He wished he could cry to death.

"Pei Lun is reluctant to Ling Chi his son, come, untie Pei Hong's rope, and let him Ling Chi his father."

Zhu Qiyu's eyes flickered.

That's right, I am revenge!

Don't you miss the Supreme Emperor?Didn't you write to scold me several times?

Well, this is what happens to you!
"Your Majesty, late life was wronged!" Pei Hong cried even harder.

"Noisy!"

Zhu Qiyu called his name: "Cheng Xin, you do it."

Cheng Xin's face turned pale, you still won't let me go!
"Deaf? Do you need me to say it again?" Zhu Qiyu's eyes were cold.

Cheng Xin tremblingly picked up the knife.

He won't kill people.

But Pei Lun was originally a sinner, so killing him would cleanse himself, which is not bad.

Seeing Cheng Xin pick up the knife, Pei Lun immediately exclaimed, "I've done it! I've done it!"

Cheng Xin rolled his eyes.

I just wanted to use your dog's life to cleanse myself, and you recruited?
Are you going against this official specifically?

Cheng Xin slashed at his back with a knife, and pulled hard, bleeding a lot.

He put the blade horizontally again, and pulled it hard again, drawing a cross on the back of Pei Lun's saber.

"Ahhh!"

Pei Lun's screams came from Fengtian Hall.

Zhu Qiyu likes to watch dogs bite dogs, especially the lackeys of King Mobei, biting each other.

"The old minister recruited, don't, don't...ah!" Pei Lun screamed.

Anyway, the emperor didn't stop.

Cheng Xin would not stop, scratching back and forth, the already tattered official robe was scratched with wounds all over his body, dripping with blood.

His son Pei Hong was dumbfounded.

This is the Fengtian Palace that the scholars all over the world yearn for, is it like this?
It is simply a execution ground!
The point is that it was his own father who was tortured. As the son of the chief minister, he cried loudly and was so frightened that he couldn't even beg for mercy.

"All right."

Zhu Qiyu waved his hand to let Cheng Xin back down.

Cheng Xin knelt on the ground, held the bloody blade in both hands, and returned it to the guard.

"Pei Lun, tell me."

"Yes, it's Kong Chengzhen, it's Kong Chengzhen!"

Pei Lun didn't dare to hide anything anymore, he knew the pain with the sword on his body.

He also wanted to carry it, but the problem was that Cheng Xin cut his whole body, and he didn't die.

Originally, he was not in good health, so he thought that after this trip, he would die. He died in the Fengtian Temple. No matter how sick the emperor felt, he had to give him a posthumous name.

Naihe, it just doesn't die.

"Kong Chengzhen colluded with Chen Xun, and that's how Shandong came about!"

Pei Lun said it.

Now I don't want to live anymore, if I can die happily, I will be content.

"Kong Chengzhen? Send someone to arrest him!"

Zhu Qiyu asked: "Is it just Chen Xun? In the court, who else has hooked up with Shandong?"

Pei Lun shook his head and said no more.

Still not honest?

Zhu Qiyu called out: "Cheng Xin."

"Wei Chen is here!"

Cheng Xin took the knife from the guard and slammed it on Pei Hong's body, fearing that he would kill Pei Lun and bring harm to Pei Lun's son.

Pei Lun wailed loudly, everyone is the emperor's person, why is it so urgent to get involved!

"There is Li Xian!"

Pei Lun didn't dare to hide it.

Sure enough, if Li Xian was not the protector of the Kong family, why else would he marry his daughter to Kong Hongxu?
"Send someone to Liaodong and whip Li Xian thirty times!"

Zhu Qiyu didn't take Li Xian's life directly, which made Li Jie heave a sigh of relief.

Li Xian still has value to use, and when it is gone, it will be too late.

"Who else?" Zhu Qiyu asked again.

"It's really gone! Even if there is, the veteran doesn't know, the Kong family knows! You go ask the Kong family!" Pei Lun gave up.

Zhu Qiyu can't kill the Kong family either.

They are all descendants of saints, does he dare to move?
"You are going to shirk, you know that I dare not touch the Kong family, so you use the Kong family as a shield!"

"oops!"

"It was predicted by you, I dare not touch the Kong family!"

"My Zhu family is a beggar. The ancestors of the Kong family are saints. How dare I do anything to the Kong family."

Zhu Qiyu sighed: "Let's talk about other people, don't mention the Kong family! I'm afraid of the Kong family! Don't dare to provoke them!"

"Please, Your Majesty, appease your anger!" All the officials kowtowed to the ground.

We all know that the emperor is going to be angry.

Is this anger really going to the Kong family?

"Ah!" Pei Hong screamed, breaking the strange atmosphere of Fengtian Hall.

In order to vent his anger on the emperor, Cheng Xin cut Pei Hong with a knife.

What does it have to do with me!

Pei Hong called for injustice.

But he didn't realize that Zhu Qiyu looked at him more and more coldly: "I ordered you to be the chief envoy of Shanxi, but you are with the Kong family, what's the matter? The Kong family is the local emperor of Shandong. Do you, Pei Lun, want to be the real emperor of Shandong?" ?”

"The old minister absolutely dare not!"

Pei Lun cried endlessly: "The veteran went to Shandong, and he also wanted to make some political achievements. The veteran read the sage books since he was a child, and his father taught him himself. The veteran also wants to build the Datong world in the sage books!"

"Never mind! The old minister has gone to Shandong, what else can he do besides complicity?"

"Your Majesty, the old minister is not defending himself, but the Shandong tail is too big to lose, so he doesn't listen to the old minister!"

"In other provinces, there are senior officials and gentry, that's all."

"But Shandong is different. There is the Confucian family, there are bandits, and the gentry join forces with the Confucian family. The veterans want to reform, but who will listen to the veterans!"

Pei Lun wailed loudly: "I beg your Majesty, please return Shandong to a bright future!"

This is a smart guy!

Knowing that he would definitely die, in order to leave a way for his descendants to survive, he followed the emperor's words and made the emperor happy.

Didn't the emperor say that he dared not touch the Kong family?

This time, he brought the charges to the emperor.

The prince committed the same crime as the common people. If your Kong family broke the law, can you escape legal punishment?

The corners of Zhu Qiyu's mouth curled up, as expected of an old bureaucrat, he understood what I meant in seconds.

"Tell me, what kind of gentry are there in Shandong who are in a group with the Kong family?" Zhu Qiyu asked coldly.

Chaotang was startled.

It became clear in an instant that the emperor's target was not the Kong family, but the Shandong gentry!
The relocation of the Kong family was a foregone conclusion. If they went to Liaodong, they would be held in the hands of the emperor. He could do whatever he wanted, as long as it was not made public, and no one would investigate if a few people were killed secretly.

The emperor's real target was the gentry in Shandong.

but.

The gentry in the world are nothing but the leeks of the court. Although they have not been harvested in recent years, cleaning out the gentry in a province is nothing more than changing a group of gentry.

Just replacing it doesn't solve the problem.

Everyone in the world understands this truth.

What is the deeper intention of the emperor?

Pei Lun, who was in the face of life and death, understood immediately!

What is missing in rebuilding Shandong?
Lack of money and food!

Those who don't go bankrupt and give money to the emperor are bad gentry and deserve to be killed!

"Your Majesty, the old minister here has a list. Please follow the map to find out who to kill according to the list. No one is innocent, and the old minister has solid evidence here!"

Pei Lun presented a memorial.

It was presented by Feng Xiao, and Zhu Qiyu was amused when he unfolded it.

Pei Lun is really smart.

No wonder he has been advocating the Supreme Emperor, because he has already seen through it, I can't sit still in this country, and will eventually return to the Supreme Emperor's hands.

In order to save his life, Pei Lun delivered the evidence with certainty.

In fact, it is an empty memorial!

If you want to write someone's name, just fill it in. As for the evidence, do the factory guards need evidence to arrest people?

"Get up."

Zhu Qiyu's expression softened: "Zhu Qing, have you heard what Pei Lun said?"

"Shandong is rotten like this, don't you want to fix it?"

"If we don't clean it up, this Shandong won't be my Shandong anymore!"

"Pei Lun, as a political envoy, colludes with the Shandong gentry and ruins the officialdom in Shandong. This crime cannot be punished, but he is ordered to resign from his post because of his meritorious deeds. His supervisor, Pei, emigrates to Shandong. "

Pei Hong's eyes widened. How did his father stop the emperor's killing intent?
Not only he was surprised.

All the officials in the court were astonished. The emperor was always relentless in killing people, so why did he just forgive Pei Lun?

At the beginning, the emperor had to kill Pei Lun, and everyone knew the reason.

Pei Lun wrote to His Majesty several times, asking His Majesty to return as the King of Mobei, and then often wrote poems at home to scold the emperor.

Such a person has long been hated by the emperor.

He even participated in the assassination of the emperor's favorite young man, Wang Yue.

How could such a person survive?

The reason lies in the memorial he wrote!
What is the panacea above?

Can he cure the emperor's heart of stone?
But Hu Wei understood a little bit that what can satisfy the emperor must be an empty memorial, allowing the emperor to write his name casually.

This Pei Lun is brilliant.

However, according to the emperor's love for Wang Yue, he must have left Pei Lun's life to Wang Yue to kill.

Tonight, news will spread from the Pei family that Pei Lun committed suicide because he was ashamed of the world, lived without shame.

Pei Lun saved his family's lives.

The emperor won the good name of generosity.

Wang Yue avenged himself again.

This Pei Lun is really amazing.

Hu Wei realized that he was really old and couldn't keep up with the thinking of young people.

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