Starting with his deathbed remonstrance to Zhu Yuanzhang, the emperors were brought to their knees.

Li Qing lay in bed for half an hour, recovering from the dizziness after the transmigration, and then got up again.

He walked to the peeling mirror in the rented room, cleared his throat, and began practicing his expression, tone, and the piercing words for his next imploring remonstrance.

He had to make Zhu Yuanzhang so angry that he wanted to be executed by slow slicing!

Five days passed in the blink of an eye.

Li Qing lay motionless on the bed.

A flash of white light suddenly appeared.

He vanished into thin air from the rented room and returned to the Hongwu era of the Ming Dynasty.

Li Qing sat up in bed and rubbed his eyes.

He was still an imperial censor this time, but he had changed his name to Zhao Zheng.

The timeline of the Ming Dynasty is also moving forward.

Zhu Yuanzhang and his court officials only remembered the various reasons they had offended the emperor.

He beheaded one censor after another, yet he couldn't even remember their names.

After donning his imperial censor's robes, a young and somewhat arrogant imperial censor from the Hongwu era of the Ming Dynasty strolled out of the small courtyard with a leisurely gait.

Good morning, Brother Zhang.

Li Qing was walking down the long street when he ran into Zhang Tu, an imperial censor who was also walking to court.

Zhang Tu glanced at Li Qing, his face stiffened, and he didn't dare to respond at all, only focusing on walking forward with his head down.

Li Qing went straight up to them.

"Today is a good day for a desperate remonstrance... Hey, why are you walking so fast?"

Zhang Tu took a deep breath, had no choice but to slow down, and said in a low voice urgently:

"Imperial Censor Zhao, nothing can be accomplished without rules. His Majesty was furious the other day and beheaded several colleagues. We'd better be careful!"

In just one month, five people from the Censorate have died.

His Majesty and all the civil and military officials' expressions changed immediately upon hearing the censor speak.

It's true what they say: once bitten by a snake, twice shy.

Li Qing yawned and cupped his hands in greeting:

"Thank you for the reminder, Brother Shen! But we censors are not afraid to die; it is our duty, and we cannot shirk it!"

Upon hearing Li Qing's words, Zhang Tu felt a familiar aura of death wash over him.

His eyes widened instantly as he looked at Li Qing.

You, with your thick eyebrows and big eyes, are you planning to follow in the footsteps of those crazy people?

Upon reaching the city gate, the officials entered the imperial city in turn, passed through the corridors, went through the Meridian Gate, and arrived at the Hall of Supreme Harmony.

The hall was solemn; you could hear a pin drop.

"If you have something to report, speak now; otherwise, the court may adjourn."

The eunuch in charge of ceremonies shouted loudly.

"Your Majesty, I have something to report!"

A thunderous shout abruptly shattered the deathly silence of the Fengtian Hall.

An official dressed in a seventh-rank blue robe stepped forward from the crowd, a smile on his face as if he were facing certain death.

He walked straight to the center of the main hall, and without bowing or even lowering his head, he stood there upright.

Li Qing looked up and stared directly at Zhu Yuanzhang on the throne, his eyes showing no fear whatsoever, but rather full of mockery.

Zhu Yuanzhang was taken aback. Looking at the smiling Li Qing, he felt a familiar sense of suffocation wash over him.

Why do I feel...?

This kid's aura is just like those censors who were killed before.

Zhu Yuanzhang suppressed his thoughts, his sharp eagle eyes sweeping over the area, and he tapped heavily on the armrest of the dragon throne with his finger: "Speak!"

Li Qing chuckled and said loudly:

"Your Majesty! I have heard that everyone in the court is praising the military household system you have created, but I must say, you should not listen to these old fogies flattering you!"

"I brought some good stuff, let me show you what this ridiculously powerful military household system really is!"

brush!

All eyes instantly turned to that direction.

The entire court of officials gasped in shock, nearly scared out of their wits.

Oh my God!

Is this guy insane?!

In front of the entire court, to say that His Majesty's national policies are worthless junk?

This is a heinous crime punishable by death and the extermination of nine generations of one's family!

Zhang Tu was completely stunned. It turned out that Li Qing really wasn't joking!

He was truly willing to die for his cause!

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes widened, his gaze fixed on Li Qing with a chilling intensity:

"You dare to be so bold! We want to hear how our national policy of stabilizing the country and ensuring its stability has become such a piece of junk."

If you can't give a clear answer today, we'll kill you without mercy!

A smile crept onto Li Qing's lips. He slowly pulled four palm-sized lacquered wooden boxes from his pocket and smashed them onto the brick floor with a loud bang.

The four wooden boxes rolled once and landed in the center of the main hall.

The system will assist Li Qing in creating the necessary props for submitting his remonstrance; these four items are what he obtained from the system.

"Your Majesty, please don't be in a hurry. Let's look at them one by one. This thing is called the 'Blind Box of a Military Household' for life. Whether your system is good or bad, I don't need to waste my breath explaining. You'll understand everything once you open it."

Li Qing kicked the wooden box at the front.

"Don't say I'm disrespecting you. Which one do you want to open first? Pick whichever you like!"

Zhu Yuanzhang lived most of his life, conquering the country and ruling the empire. What kind of people hadn't he seen?

But I've never seen an imperial censor so eager to provoke him in the Fengtian Hall!

He was infuriated by this reckless attitude, yet he was also curious to see what this kid was up to, so he immediately snorted coldly:

"Let's see what tricks you're up to! Let's start!"

"Okay!"

Li Qing bent down, picked up the first wooden box, and in front of everyone, tore open the seal. He then casually tossed the lid behind him, landing it precisely at the feet of the Minister of War.

The Minister of War shuddered in fright. Looking down, he saw half a dark, moldy bran cake lying in the box. The thing was as hard as a rock, and his face turned green on the spot.

The entire court was in uproar. The Minister of Rites was so angry that his beard trembled. He was about to jump out and reprimand Li Qing for his disrespect in front of the emperor by daring to use a moldy bran cake.

But Li Qing didn't give him a chance to speak. He picked up half a bran cake and threw it towards the dragon throne. The bran cake grazed the armrest of Zhu Yuanzhang's dragon throne and hit the steps.

"Your Majesty! Please open your eyes and take a good look!"

The moment those words were uttered, the entire Fengtian Hall fell into a deathly silence!

Everyone was stunned!

Zhu Yuanzhang's face turned as black as ink, and his fingers gripped the armrests of the dragon throne tightly.

Li Qing acted as if he hadn't seen it, pointing at the bran cake, his voice rising higher and higher:

"This first box is the rations for military households! I took it from a military household in Datong Guard last month!"

A family of five cultivated thirty mu of farmland. Of the grain they harvested throughout the year, seventy percent was taken by military officers, and twenty percent was used as tribute money. Only a little bit of bran and flour was left to survive the whole year!

You keep saying, "Supporting a million soldiers doesn't cost the people a single grain of rice," so your soldiers are fed by drinking the blood and gnawing on the bones of military households?!

You were driven to rebellion by this oppressive government back then, and now that you're on the throne, you're still acting so perversely?!

"Outrageous! Utterly outrageous!"

Zhu Yuanzhang slammed his hand on the dragon table, shattering the teacup on it onto the ground.