My father is Chongzhen? Then I have no choice but to rebel.

Chapter 6 I haven't even become the Duke of England yet? Will the title of Duke of England be lost?

At the same time, when Wang Xiantong heard Zhu Cilang mention his ancestor Wang Yangming, he was already in tears.

"I will never let down His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and the Ming Dynasty! May His Royal Highness live a thousand years, a thousand thousand years, and a thousand thousand years. May the Ming Dynasty live long, long, long, long, long!"

"Go ahead, I'll be waiting for your good news!"

Zhu Cilang waved his hand.

This guy is so damn sentimental, I'm going to cry if he goes on.

Wang Xiantong took the prince's token and turned to leave, followed by a hundred personal soldiers as usual.

But this time I really protected him.

"Your Highness, I deserve to die!"

Just when Zhu Cilang was feeling a little emotional, Zhang Shize's voice rang out.

This was followed by another loud bang.

At this moment, the future Duke of England was almost scared to death.

Even forcing Chongzhen to abdicate was not as scary as what he said just now.

Because from the conversation between the Crown Prince and Wang Xiantong just now, the Crown Prince is preparing to take action against the Beijing Camp and the Front Army Governor's Office!

And his Zhang family has always had a share in these two places, and even took the lion's share!
His Zhang family is simply the biggest termite in the Ming Dynasty!
I thought I had somehow managed to gain the merit of being a follower of the dragon, but I didn't expect that the merit would be lost immediately, and a great disaster would hit me directly.
After all, if this matter is really investigated, stripping him of his title would be the least of his troubles.
Isn’t this fucking fatal?

I haven't even become a Duke of England yet, and my title of Duke of England is about to be lost.
Just when Zhang Shize was at a loss, Zhu Cilang finally spoke.

"Why do you deserve to die? You are my loyal follower!"

"Okay, there's nothing for you to do here for now, go home! Remember to come to court in the morning!"

ah? ? ? ? ?
Zhang Shize was stunned for a moment. He had already prepared himself to be stripped of his title, but he never expected Zhu Cilang to say such a thing.

"Your Highness, I am your servant."

Zhang Shize wanted to say something but was interrupted by Zhu Cilang again.

"Alright, I understand what you want to say, but you are not the Duke of England, so I can't blame you."

"After you return, I will allow you to tell the Duke of England what happened tonight."

"Also, give this message to the Duke of England."

"It's said that it's going to rain soon. Isn't it time for the Duke of England to find an umbrella?"

After saying these words, Zhu Cilang smiled and patted Zhang Shize on the shoulder.

"It's going to rain soon. Go home and be sure to tell the Duke of England what I have said."

Then, a prince's token was stuffed into Zhang Shize's arms.

Zhang Shize walked out of the palace in a daze. When he looked up, he saw the night sky was as dark as ink, with dark thunder surging faintly, as if it was really going to rain.
This rain is destined to be very heavy.
Not long after Zhang Shize left, Li Hu approached Zhu Cilang.

"Your Highness, should we send someone to monitor the Duke of Ying's residence?"

"The Duke of England has a special relationship with all the nobles. If he reveals what happened tonight to others, wouldn't we be in big trouble?"

To be honest, Zhu Cilang felt that doing so was a bit unnecessary, because as long as the Duke of England was not a fool, he would definitely understand what he meant.

After all, he had made it very clear before.

Translated into vernacular, it actually means:

I already know what you have done, and I have just succeeded in usurping the throne. I still have three thousand heavily armored personal soldiers under my command, and the Beijing Camp and the Front Army Commander's Office are also in my hands.

I'm going to take action against you tomorrow. If you know what's good for you, you'll cooperate with me and pay some price.

This way we will remain the same as we were before.

But if you don't cooperate with me, you know the consequences. The reason why Zhu Cilang was so tolerant of the Duke of Ying was, in the final analysis, because the last Duke of Ying, Zhang Shize, was one of the few Dukes who died for his country when the Ming Dynasty fell.

So he was willing to give the Duke of England a chance.

But then again, what Li Hu said seemed to make some sense. What if the Duke of England went crazy and really planned to find someone to join forces to cause trouble?
After thinking for a while, Zhu Cilang took out a bottle from his wide sleeves and handed it to Li Hu.

"Send someone to ambush quietly near the Duke of England's mansion. If no one goes out tonight, don't do anything."

"If anyone goes out, no need to ask for permission, immediately charge into the Duke of England's mansion and make him drink what's in here."

"Remember, there can't be any wounds on your body."

"After all, he's a British Duke. Even if we send him away, we should do it in a decent way."

Li Hu was completely stunned, because he knew without asking that the bottle must contain a deadly poison that kills instantly upon contact with blood.

But then again, why would His Royal Highness the Crown Prince carry poison with him?
It can't really be prepared for the British prince, right?

After all, he clearly didn't want to attack the Duke of England just now.

etc.
Suddenly, Li Hu seemed to have thought of something, and his eyes couldn't help but look in the direction where Chongzhen had left.

Is it
For whom was this poison originally prepared?

Li Hu didn't dare to think about it anymore.
He simply felt that the seemingly gentle and refined Crown Prince before him was truly terrifying, sinister, and unscrupulous to the extreme.
What's even worse is that the prince in front of him is only thirteen years old.
If he grows up, life will become difficult for all civil and military officials.

I'm afraid that just as he said before, he will become an emperor more feared than Taizu and Chengzu!

"I understand, your Excellency!"

After taking the poison and token, Li Hu hurried out.

Looking at Li Hu's departing figure, Zhu Cilang smiled indifferently.

I hope the Duke of England can use his brain and not make mistakes that he shouldn’t make, otherwise he will have to let Zhang Shixian take the throne a few years earlier.

As for whether Zhang Shixian would hate himself for this?

Zhu Cilang didn't care.

Those who achieve great things don't care about trivial matters, so what does this matter?
While the others have not arrived yet, Zhu Cilang plans to go to the treasury to see how many treasures and silver are inside.

The Imperial Treasury was a small treasury belonging exclusively to the emperor and had nothing to do with the national treasury. The money in it could only be used and deployed by the emperor alone.

The Ming Dynasty was really short of money at the moment, and he had to find a way to get more money in order to prepare for what was going to happen next.

Soon, with the support of everyone, Zhu Cilang came to the inner treasury.

Because it was the emperor's private treasury, even inside the palace, the treasury was guarded 24 hours a day.

Under normal circumstances, no one is allowed to approach without the emperor's order.

However, at this moment, the eunuchs and guards in charge of guarding the place had already been controlled by the personal soldiers he brought with him.

"Open."

Zhu Cilang looked at a young eunuch kneeling on the ground and said.

Although the young eunuch was under control, he was still hesitant.

"Your Highness, without the order of His Majesty, this servant..."

Zhu Cilang was too lazy to listen any further and winked at a personal soldier beside him.

The personal guard understood immediately and attacked with a single blow of his sword.

The young eunuch didn't have time to let out a scream before he died instantly, and blood splattered all over the floor.

(End of this chapter)