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Shang Ming heard the order, responded, turned around and walked to the storage trunk of the van and took out a large box.

He leaped up a few times and ran to Zhu Moye, saying respectfully, "Your Majesty, I have brought the things."

"Open it for me!"

Upon hearing this, Shang Ming opened the box without hesitation and poured it onto the ground.

For a moment, the whole audience was in an uproar. Hundreds of pairs of bloody ears fell to the ground. It seemed that they had just been cut off. They were very elastic and rolled straight down the high stairs to the stage.

Chapter 105: Kill all the ministers!

These are clearly a thousand pairs of bloody human ears!

A total of two thousand ears were scattered all over the Fengshan Terrace. The pristine steps were now stained with blood, which was a shocking sight.

This is! ?

Xiang Zhong's pupils suddenly shrank and he had a bad feeling in his heart.

The number of people he had colluded with from the White Lotus Sect had agreed upon to carry out the assassination was a full one thousand.

There were at least eight hundred human ears on the Fengshan Terrace, if not a thousand.

Could it be that... the news leaked out, the matter was exposed, and Zhu Moye sent people to encircle and suppress them before he set out?

No, we must not reveal our true identity. As long as there is no evidence, he can't do anything to us.

Xiang Zhong felt that some of the ministers behind him began to tremble and confessed without being asked.

I thought to myself that if I didn't stand up, it would be all over.

He quickly suppressed his fear, pretended to be calm, and asked in surprise, "Your Majesty, what is the meaning of throwing out so many human ears?"

When the dozens of ministers behind him heard Xiang Zhong's words, they suddenly felt a little more confident.

That’s right, as long as they pretend to be stupid and refuse to admit it, even the emperor would not dare to kill them in public.

As long as we can escape today's disaster, we can take our time and deal with it.

At that moment, they took a deep breath, straightened their backs, and looked clear-eyed, without any sign of abnormality.

"Hmph, you are stubbornly resisting."

Seeing that they were still stubborn, Zhu Moye was helpless. If he killed them just on his own will, he would inevitably be criticized.

Rumors, gossip, and criticism are inevitable.

It was impossible for him to follow the example of Qin Shi Huang and launch a large-scale literary inquisition. Otherwise, his reputation as a wise ruler would be immediately ruined and he would become a tyrant.

Who knows whether the mission rewards from the Plane Mall will be taken back at that time.

At that moment, he sneered repeatedly, turned his head to look at Shang Ming, and said: "Shang Ming, tell them what my intention is!"

"Old slave, I obey."

Shang Ming bowed, then pulled a slip of paper from his sleeve and read aloud, "Xiang Zhong, Zhang Wenzhi, Yang Ding, Li Min, and Du Ming...three months ago, in Xiang Mansion, they conspired with the rebellious White Lotus Sect to assassinate the emperor and usurp the throne!"

Regicide!?

When the thousands of accompanying personal soldiers heard the word "regicide", they cried out in surprise and their eyes showed murderous intent. This emperor, who was hard to come by in the history, was actually wanted to be killed by these disloyal people. Their crime was unforgivable!

They all grasped their weapons, waiting for the emperor's order to attack and kill Xiang Zhong and others.

Seeing the atmosphere suddenly become tense, dozens of ministers broke out in cold sweats, and some even felt their legs go weak.

Staring at him with thousands of murderous eyes, he almost fell to his knees.

Xiang Zhong's expression remained unchanged. He stared at Zhu Moye intently and said in a low voice, "It's easy to find a pretext to accuse someone of a crime. Your Majesty, you must think carefully. If you kill us to vent your momentary anger, how will the people view you?"

As the saying goes, if you resist, you will be punished severely, go home for the New Year, if you confess, you will be punished leniently, and you will spend the rest of your life in prison.

As long as they remain calm and don't reveal any clues, Zhu Moye will be wary even if he knows that they are rebelling.

After all, it's just a blank piece of paper, anyone can write on it.

What can you do to me without solid evidence?

Hearing this, Zhu Moye laughed instead of getting angry, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes, and he said playfully, "Ah, with all the thunder and lightning just now, it's inevitable that a few ministers would be killed if they weren't careful enough."

Immediately, he grinned, revealing a row of gleaming teeth, and said grimly, "Your death is God's will. Who would blame me?"

Then, Zhu Moye swept his gaze among the thousands of personal soldiers and asked with a smile, "Do you know how to do it?"

Thousands of personal soldiers witnessed the miraculous scene with their own eyes, and completely regarded Zhu Moye as a god, and became completely open-hearted to him.

Of course, I believed his words without a doubt!

If the Emperor says that all civil and military officials are traitors, then they are traitors.

"No! We swear to be loyal to the Emperor until death!"

Thousands of people raised their swords and guns, shouted in unison, their eyes burning, and there was a faint tendency for them to become die-hard fans of Koreans in later generations.

The roaring sound like a strong wind finally made Xiang Zhong's face change drastically. Just now, they wanted to kill Zhu Moye with thunder from the sky to put an end to it and directly put the blame on God.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Moye wanted to retaliate in the same way, and these more than a thousand personal soldiers had become complete fanatics and had no doubt about his words at all.

At this moment, even if he tried to hold on to his promise, Zhu Moye would definitely kill them.

Moreover, his death would be in vain and would not have any impact on his throne.

At that moment, he shouted loudly: "Flying Eagle, you are now grasshoppers with us. We prosper together and suffer together."

"Hurry up and kill Zhu Youji, and lead us out!"

Xiang Zhong was a smart man. He knew that the situation was hopeless and that continuing to persist would only lead to his death, so he played his last trump card.

As soon as he finished speaking, more than thirty middle-aged men with feminine looks among the personal guards pounced out like cheetahs, leaping dozens of meters and arriving in front of dozens of ministers in an instant.

When Xiang Zhong saw their miraculous martial arts skills, he breathed a sigh of relief at having such a group of thugs with inhuman strength.

Even if nothing can be accomplished today, or even if we fail miserably, it doesn't matter. As long as there is life, there will be no shortage of firewood. When the time comes, we can plan slowly, work among the people, and when the time is right, we can directly rise up and establish ourselves as king.

Thinking of this, a burning look appeared in Xiang Zhong's old eyes. No matter how powerful the little emperor is, he still lacks experience. I have fought all my life and have many tricks up my sleeve. I want to have a good fight with you!

“Ah! You guys…”

Just as he was daydreaming, he was even thinking about the beautiful scene of becoming emperor in the future through various means.

Suddenly, he heard a series of screams. When he came to his senses, he saw that dozens of ministers behind him had all lost their heads!

Blood splattered, the head flew across and fell to the ground. There was a hint of horror in the eyes that were not closed, as if he had thought of something terrible in the last second before his death.

"you!?"

Xiang Zhong was heartbroken, his dreams were shattered, and he pointed at dozens of internal masters with trembling fingers.

Chapter 106 Returning to Beijing

Feiying saw Xiang Zhong's horrified expression, wiped the blood off his face, and said with a cold smile, "I'm sorry, Lord Xiang, but the thirty or so of us brothers have long been subordinates of the emperor."

After getting the exact answer, Xiang Zhong's old face exuded a faint sense of death and he felt despair.

He was originally full of energy and ready to escape and fight without any scruples, but he instantly became depressed.

He drooped his head, turned to look at the complacent and wise Zhu Moye, and said with a bitter smile: "I thought my plan was extremely thorough and foolproof, but I didn't expect that I would fall into your trap from the beginning of the court dispute."

Pressured by the imperial court, Fengshan was held at Mount Tai, Japan was recovered, and the Jinyiwei rebelled.

Xiang Zhong finally understood after seeing a series of plans linked together. Zhu Moye had set a series of traps for him from the very beginning.

Ever since the court deliberately oppressed them, Zhu Moye had already harbored murderous intentions towards all the civil and military officials in the court, deliberately forcing them into desperation and becoming rebellious.

Then he deliberately took the opportunity to offer sacrifices to the gods on Mount Tai, making them think they saw hope.

Then, the two factories and one guard were sent to Japan to remove them from surveillance, and dozens of internal masters who regarded Zhu Moye as their mortal enemy were invited to gather together to plan an assassination.

All these measures not only helped him recover Japan and expand his territory, but also provided him with a perfect reason to come to Mount Tai to offer sacrifices to heaven and earth, which made them lose all suspicion.

Finally, they reached the top of Mount Tai and started killing them. When they thought they still had some cards up their sleeves, they were torn to pieces one by one!

Such methods are extremely vicious, cruel and ruthless.

"No, you are not trapped in the court."

Zhu Moye's indifferent voice penetrated Xiang Zhong's ears, causing his somewhat weak body to tremble slightly.

"When was that?"

Xiang Zhong's eyes widened and his voice trembled as he asked urgently.

Being able to sort out his thoughts in just a moment and arrange everything in an orderly manner is his ultimate pride.

But Zhu Moye actually said he was wrong!

"Ten years ago, when I saw you, a bunch of fence-sitters, I wrote your names on the death list."

"The Ming Dynasty does not need mediocre people."

"It's just that the first person I designed was from Concubine Wan's lineage. You are just incidental."

Zhu Moye's voice was faint and light, as if all this was just a matter of a few gestures and was insignificant at all.

"Hehehe... I never thought that I, Xiang Zhong, who fought on the battlefield for half my life and served in the imperial court for more than ten years, would become a mediocre person before my death."

Xiang Zhong looked like a madman, laughing loudly towards the sky, with tears in the corners of his eyes, looking very sad.

Zhu Moye's expression remained unchanged, and his tone was calm as he praised: "You are indeed a good talent. They, too, are all rare ministers who can govern the country."

Immediately, his expression turned stern, and he said in a deep voice, "However, those who only know how to embezzle and accept bribes, fight for power and profit, and exploit the people all day long, no matter how talented they are, are just empty-handed and worse than trash!"

After receiving Zhu Moye's affirmation, Xiang Zhong suddenly had a look of relief on his face.

It's not that he is too stupid, but the person in front of him is flattering the will of heaven. There is a sense that he controls the overall situation of the world, which is really too scary.

He is the nemesis of these corrupt officials. No matter how smart they are, they cannot escape his control.

"Haha, you are indeed an emperor of all ages. I, Xiang Zhong, have never submitted to anyone. This time, I admit defeat."

When Xiang Zhong was dying, all kinds of scenes from the past flashed through his eyes. His ashen face lit up a little, as if he had seen through the world. He recalled:

"I was never a traitor in my past. I fought countless battles for the Ming Dynasty and made countless contributions."

"As my achievements grew, I was promoted higher and higher, and finally entered the imperial court. However, I discovered that you wouldn't be respected in the court just because you're a hero."

"If it doesn't go against their interests, they will be in danger at any time, their lives will be in jeopardy, and even their families will be in danger."

"Finally, I came to terms with it. Loyalty to one's master, serving one's country and serving one's people are all bullshit! Only one's own interests are real."

When talking about the excitement, Xiang Zhong laughed at himself and said with relief:

"The victors are the kings and the losers are the bandits. No matter how much I say, it's all empty talk. You can kill me or rob me, it's all up to you. I only ask that the emperor, for the sake of Xiang Zhong's many years of service, don't bring disaster to my family. They are all innocent."

Hearing Xiang Zhong's rapid-fire recollection before his death, Zhu Moye sighed slightly.

In the officialdom, the fittest survive and the unfit are eliminated. As long as the overall atmosphere is not changed, even the most passionate people will be corrupted. Those who are too stubborn may even suffer misfortune with their entire family and die with regret.

However, after this battle, the corruption in the Ming Dynasty has been completely eradicated!

"Don't worry, I'm not a bloodthirsty person. Your family won't be in any danger. Just go with peace of mind."

Zhu Moye's eyes were clear. After making the promise, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiang Zhong in the air.

The golden elixir in the dantian shook slightly, emitting an invisible force.

The next second, his five fingers suddenly closed together, and Xiang Zhong's body exploded, shattered into pieces, and turned into a foul-smelling blood mist.

"Is this the power of the golden elixir? It's truly magical!"

Zhu Moye looked at his palm in a daze, somewhat unable to believe it. Just by clenching his fist through the air, he could crush a person to death.

The eyes of the more than a thousand personal soldiers also lit up. They were indifferent to Xiang Zhong's explosion. Their attention was completely attracted by the emperor's miraculous method.

Who said the emperor has no martial arts skills? This martial arts is simply beyond belief, okay?

"Your Majesty... have you reached the Golden Core stage?!"

Shang Ming opened his eyes wide, and his trembling voice penetrated into Zhu Moye's ears.

Pulling Zhu Moye, who was slightly distracted, back to reality, he took a deep breath, stopped thinking about it, nodded and said, "I guess so."

Before Shang Ming could say anything else, his heart moved slightly, and he controlled the golden elixir in his dantian, emitting true energy that enveloped his whole body.