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

Upon hearing Li Qing's words, all the civil and military officials in the court were instantly drenched in sweat.

Is it something you can just say so casually?!

"Shut up! This is outrageous! This is absolutely outrageous!!!"

Unable to contain his raging fury any longer, Zhu Yuanzhang slammed his fist on the imperial desk, shattering the teacups and memorials on it.

"Guards! Drag this wicked child, who spreads heresy, insults the emperor and father, and curses the royal family, away! Beat him to death with clubs!"

"As you command!"

The Imperial Guards outside the hall rushed in like wolves and tigers. Two burly commanders, one on each side, reached out to grab Li Qing's arms.

"What? This is only beating them to death with sticks?"

Upon hearing this, Li Qing was immediately displeased. How much money could he get for beating someone to death? No way! He had to provoke Zhu Yuanzhang even more!

He suddenly pulled back, and at the same time raised two fingers and poked them into the eyes of the guard in front!

Behold my black hand!

"Ouch!"

The Imperial Guard covered his eyes and fell backward, knocking down the people rushing towards him.

The entire hall erupted in chaos!

"Grab him! Don't let him get away!"

The remaining Imperial Guards roared and charged forward.

Li Qing was incredibly agile, dodging and weaving through the main hall, always daring to slip into the crowd of officials. The Imperial Guards, fearing for their lives, dared not lay a hand on him.

As he ran, he continued to taunt loudly, his voice piercing through the chaotic screams and reaching Zhu Yuanzhang's ears clearly:

"Zhu Chongba! Is this all you've got? You've raised a bunch of useless Imperial Guards, and you can't even catch a weak scholar like me!"

Do you still want my advice? I can ridicule this pig-raising strategy to death! Hahaha!

Raising... pigs?!

He actually said we were raising pigs?!

Upon hearing these two words, Zhu Yuanzhang was so angry that his vision blurred and he felt a surge of blood rush to his throat.

He suddenly drew the Emperor's Sword from his waist and slammed it down on the dragon table, splitting the heavy mahogany dragon table in two!

"You damned bastard!"

He roared hysterically, his voice cracking, and he seemed to have gone mad.

"Don't beat him to death! Capture him alive! Execute him by slow slicing! Cut him into three thousand six hundred pieces! Not a single cut less!!"

"As you command!"

This time, not only the Embroidered Uniform Guards, but also the military officers inside the palace were mobilized.

A dozen burly military officers, along with more than twenty Imperial Guards, surrounded Li Qing from all directions.

Li Qing fought back fiercely, but ultimately he was outnumbered.

Lan Yu suddenly pounced on him from behind and hugged him around the waist.

Immediately afterwards, more than a dozen people rushed forward and piled on top of him, pressing him firmly onto the cold brick floor.

Li Qing struggled to lift his head, looking at Zhu Yuanzhang on the throne, who was trembling with rage and whose face was contorted with rage. With all his might, he shouted out his last words:

"Zhu Chongba! You wait! Even if I become a vengeful ghost, I will watch your Ming Dynasty be devoured by your descendants, leaving not even bones behind!!"

Zhu Yuanzhang roared in anger:

"Gag him! Drag him out! Execute him immediately! We want to see him skinned to a skeleton!"

The Imperial Guards hurriedly gagged Li Qing and dragged him out like a dead dog.

【Ding! 】

[The deathbed remonstrance has been completed, 10000 RMB has been earned, and the player is about to return to the modern era...]

The moment he was dragged out of the palace gate, Li Qing's vision went black.

There was no pain, no fear.

Only when the system notification sounded in his mind that the account had been credited did he realize he had been transported back to the modern world.

The Fengtian Hall was in complete disarray, with broken porcelain shards, memorials, and bloodstains scattered all over the floor. The officials remained squatting on the ground, not daring to even breathe loudly.

Zhu Yuanzhang stared intently at the palace gate with his eagle eyes, his murderous aura lingering. He suddenly raised his hand and slammed it hard on the dragon table that had been broken in two.

With a loud crash, everyone in the hall flinched again.

"A madman! What a lawless madman!"

Zhu Yuanzhang roared through gritted teeth, his voice filled with the fury of being publicly defied.

"He dared to speak so arrogantly in the palace all alone; he couldn't possibly be a reckless person! He must have accomplices!"

There must be accomplices?

Upon hearing this, the civil and military officials lying on the ground were instantly terrified, wishing they could bury their heads in the cracks between the bricks, not even daring to raise their heads.

Everyone knows that Zhu Yuanzhang was extremely suspicious and hated forming cliques and engaging in corrupt practices more than anything else in his life.

Now that he believes Li Qing has accomplices, what does that mean?

This means that a bloodbath is about to erupt in the entire Censorate, and even the entire imperial court!

Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly raised his voice, so loud it made the roof tiles tremble slightly: "Jiang Huan!"

Jiang Huan, the commander in charge of the Embroidered Uniform Guard, felt a sudden jolt in his heart, his voice trembling:

"Your subject... Your subject Jiang Huan, receives the imperial decree."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Jiang Huan, who was trembling at his feet, his eyes growing increasingly sinister, and said, word by word:

"I order you to immediately lead men to search that madman's residence and thoroughly investigate all his associates!"

Anyone connected to him, regardless of age or gender, must be punished without exception!

Anyone who dares to cover it up or conceal it is opposing us! Anyone who is an accomplice of Li Qing will be treated as a traitor!

"Yes...yes!"

Zhu Yuanzhang, however, was unaware that he was destined to find nothing.

Li Qing's identity was assigned by the system; he was the only one in the entire family, let alone any cronies.

"I've finally been subjected to the torture of being sliced ​​to death! Yay!"

In a modern rented room, Li Qing, lying on the bed, looked at the system's notification and cheered happily.

He had finally unlocked an even more brutal way to die!

but,

There is no limit to how brutal it can get!

There must be even more brutal ways to die than slow slicing.

For example... the extermination of nine or even ten generations of a family!

"I need to figure out how to persuade Zhu Yuanzhang to execute his entire family."

Li Qing took out his phone and started searching for information about the Zhu Yuanzhang era, hoping it might provide material for his impassioned remonstrance.

Five days passed in the blink of an eye. A white light appeared, and Li Qing felt a blur before his eyes. When he opened his eyes again, he had arrived in the Hongwu era of the Ming Dynasty.

His identity remained that of an imperial censor, only his name changed to Zhou Wan.

"Go go go, let's go!"

Li Qing stretched, sat up in bed, got dressed, and stepped out of the house, intending to begin his deathbed remonstrance today.

As soon as Li Qing pushed open the door, he felt a chill. He looked up and saw snowflakes falling from the sky.

Based on the memories provided by the system, Li Qing realized that it was Chinese New Year.

This is interesting; I'm going to spend the New Year in the Ming Dynasty.

After processing the surging memories in his mind, Li Qing stood up and looked around.

It was the same familiar house, the same narrow courtyard.

However, it was freezing cold, and a thick layer of snow had already accumulated outside.

Pushing open the door, the snow-covered light was blinding, so bright that one could hardly open their eyes.

Li Qing pulled his thick winter coat tighter around him, paced around the cramped courtyard twice, and then casually pushed open the gate to look outside.

They discovered that their neighbor, Zhang Tu, was also about to go out.

Zhang Tu was yawning when he noticed his colleague coming out from across the hall, staring at him with a smile. He was a little confused, but out of politeness, he still cupped his hands in greeting.

Good morning.

Good morning, Brother Zhang.

Li Qing quickly stepped forward and said warmly:

"What a beautiful day! Perfect for a desperate plea!"