Daming: The Sims, Lao Zhu’s mentality collapsed

Chapter 48: Kill first and tell later, imperial permission

Although Zhu Youyu's life was shown in front of Zhu Yuanzhang with only mediocre words, it was as vivid as a long and legendary picture scroll, which made him feel sad.

Regret, perhaps only regret can be used to describe Zhu Youyu's life.

He has dedicated everything he has and tried his best to prevent the decline of Ming Dynasty. However, there are too many people holding him back. Whenever he is only one step away from what he wants in his life, someone will drag him down. Pull back.

Fortunately, at the last moment of his life, Zhu Youyu was relieved.

Lao Zhu was full of sympathy and admiration for this son and grandson whom he had never met.

What I sympathize with is Zhu Youyu's wandering life, and what I admire is Zhu Youyu's perseverance in fighting tenaciously.

Lao Zhu called the eunuch Yun Qi and said, "Let Lao Wu come to see us."

He was really curious about how the ordinary Zhu Ru became the "Chengzu Wu Emperor" who implemented the simulation line.

In the simulation, even Zhu Youyu, who served as the third regent of the country, was not as prestige and influence as his father Chengzu Emperor Wu. It seemed that this was a matter of course for the subjects of the Ming Dynasty.

After all, Lao Zhu had never seen with his own eyes the "Yongle Prosperous Age" created by Emperor Chengzu Wu, so he could not understand the respect that the subjects of the Ming Dynasty had for Emperor Chengzu Wu.

But judging from Zhu Youyu's lifelong pursuit of recreating the prosperous age of Yongle, Lao Zhu can also feel how prosperous and healthy the Ming Dynasty was when Emperor Chengzu Wu was in power, and everyone could praise the holy name of Emperor Chengzu Wu.

But this is not consistent with the Zhu Rui in Lao Zhu’s memory!
  The Lao Wu in his memory was a lazy, fun-loving rebellious boy. He might be a little clever, but he was definitely not an eternal saint.

Which saint visits the brothel every day?
  Lao Zhu felt that he needed to re-evaluate his son.

……

In the Duke of Wei's mansion, Xu Miaojin hid behind the lush sycamore trees and secretly looked at Wu King Zhu Ju who was walking on the gravel path.

His eyebrows were sparse, and he was wearing a thin crow-green robe with a hem like flowing clouds. The collar was open, revealing his broad chest. He was playing with a vermilion apple in his hand, showing a rather rebellious and cynical attitude.

Xu Miaojin had to admit that he was a very good-looking person, with some black hair down, an immortal posture, a side face like snow, a profound face as delicate as a knife and an axe, and a cold nobility about him.

Zhu Rui seemed to feel that someone was watching him, and he tilted his head slightly, looking at him with cold eyes like cold stars.

Xu Miaojin was shocked, and quickly turned around and hid her body behind the tree, hoping that the other party would not notice her.

For a long time, she didn't see anyone coming, so she breathed a sigh of relief. She pretended to have the courage to look again, but she bumped into the man's chest, as if she had hit a thick wall. She couldn't help but hold her hand in pain and blush slightly. His forehead took a few steps back.

Xu Miaojin looked up and saw that His Highness King Wu had walked here without knowing it. With his back straight and straight, he looked at her with calm and clear eyes: "Girl, didn't your family tell you that it is rude to peek at others? "

Being caught peeping, Xu Miaojin felt as nervous as a deer stumbling around. She quickly bowed and saluted, saying: "Your Highness, this is my house, so it shouldn't be considered peeping."

"Huh?" Zhu Xi raised his eyebrows slightly, "Are you Uncle Xu's daughter?"

She lowered her head slightly: "Xu Miaojin, I have met His Highness."

Zhu Ru never thought that he would meet his fiancée in this way.

He couldn't help but find it a little funny. Apart from her appearance and the rumored exquisiteness, the rest of her behavior didn't show the so-called "cold as the moon" at all. She was more like the girl next door who likes to play around.

Zhu Rui felt a little playful in his heart, stretched out his fingers to lift the girl's jade-white chin, and asked the other party to look at him.

The two people's eyes met. This disrespectful behavior made Xu Miaojin shocked and ashamed. Her face was as crystal clear as jade, and a wisp of red glow floated on her snow-skinned cheeks.

She quickly stepped back and kept a distance from the other party. He bowed his head and said, "His Royal Highness, the rude person is just right." Who would have made such a fire to the woman who had never met, even though he was not a door to the door, he didn't pass the door. Fiancée, this behavior is also a bit too much.

Zhu Ru chuckled lightly: "Just think of it as the interest I collected from my father-in-law."

He had not forgotten that he was sleeping well in Prince Wu's Mansion in Nanjing City and was visiting the brothels and fishing. However, his father-in-law, Xu Da, Duke of Wei, coerced him into joining the Northern Expeditionary Army.

His Highness King Wu turned and left, leaving Xu Miaojin looking at his back with a special feeling in her heart.

Her evaluation of King Wu in her heart was: a unique person.

……

Jin Yiwei Yamen, imperial edict.

This place is like a gloomy purgatory, a dark cage filled with blood-stained cold instruments of torture. As soon as you enter, you feel creepy, as if there is an unjust spirit wailing.

Zhu Rui walked in accompanied by Ping An. He took out his handkerchief and lightly covered his mouth and nose. The main reason was that the smell of blood and rot in the prison was so strong that it was really nauseating.

Walking all the way to the end of the prison, a prisoner wearing tattered prison uniforms and disheveled hair was tied to a wooden frame in the interrogation room.

The prisoner was already dying, his body was covered in bruises and his eyes were dark without any light.

Zhu Xi asked: "Is this the old housekeeper from Hu Weiyong's house?"

Ping An nodded: "We caught him while he was visiting relatives in his hometown. He was quite tough. He beat him for three days and three nights without saying a word. Then we went to Tai Hospital and asked a doctor to give him medicine. Wait. Keep fighting as long as you survive."

"Why are you trying to ruin this with him?"

Zhu Tong smiled lightly, pulled out the sword from Ping An's waist, and chopped off the prisoner's arm with his backhand.

"Take his hand, dip it in blood, and escort him away. Just make up for the confession."

Zhu Ru turned around and left, saying coldly, "Don't make things so troublesome in the future. If you don't have evidence, just create it yourself. Take your confession and go to Hu Weiyong's house to arrest people, and throw a few pieces of armor and crossbows into the yard. First, charge him with conspiracy to commit rebellion, arrest them all first, and then try them slowly."

Ping An was stunned.

No matter how ruthless he was, he never thought that he would have such an outrageous way of handling cases.

Isn’t this just a false accusation?
  In fact, it is really a false accusation.

In Zhu Ju's view, it doesn't matter whether there is evidence or not. What matters is figuring out who Lao Zhu wants to kill and how he wants to kill him. If you want to kill the person openly, then the Jin Yiwei will forge some evidence to arrest the person and kill him. If you want to kill the person quietly, then the Jin Yiwei will rush to the other person's home at night and assassinate him.

To put it bluntly, Jinyiwei is not only a complete spy agency, but also has the task of assassination, but their killing is legal.

The final interpretation of the law rests with the Zhu family, and it no longer matters how people are killed.

Behead first and report later, royal authority has granted permission.

To deal with evil people like Hu Weiyong, we can only use more evil, cruel and bottom-line methods.

Blindly pursuing justice and morality will only lead to death by Hu Weiyong.

If you are not ruthless, you will not be able to stand firm.

(End of this chapter)