"My son!"
After five thunderbolts fell from the sky and killed Zhu Qilu, the dark clouds that gathered in the sky dissipated and the sky became clear again.
The remaining people in Pingliang Mansion were first frightened, then frightened, and then as if they suddenly remembered something, they quickly imitated King Zhao and threw themselves in front of his body, crying bitterly.
Zhu Qilu's guilt is now a certainty, and no one will discuss it anymore.
So what if no physical evidence can be found? Everything that happened now was really too weird. First, His Majesty said that there was a god three feet above his head. Then, the sky that was still clear and clear suddenly turned gloomy. Then five thunderbolts dropped and killed Zhu Qilu. The five thunderbolts happened to correspond to the victim. number of persons.
If you hadn't experienced it personally, even if this incident were revealed as it was, it would be treated as a joke by others.
"Your Majesty is wise!"
"May I ask, Your Majesty, are you communicating with God?"
Jiajing just smiled and did not answer the questions asked by the ministers.
Then Jiajing glanced at the ministers and said loudly: "Now the murderer Zhu Qilu has been executed. King Han Fanzhao of Pingliang Prefecture neglected discipline and covered up his son's crimes! Under his rule, he extorted excessive taxes, took bribes and perverted the law, and preyed on the people. Now he is deprived of his title and committed crimes." The crime will be dealt with again."
"Your Majesty, Holy Might!"
"Now the Pingliang Mansion will be in trouble. The entire Prince's Mansion will be ransacked. I don't know who will get this fat job!" The ministers in the Hall of the Ministry of Punishment thought this way and bowed their heads one after another.
"Leave this matter to Mr. Yan Ge." Jiajing seemed to have guessed what everyone was thinking. He looked at Yan Song who was kneeling on the ground and said softly.
"I obey the order and will definitely complete this errand for the emperor." Yan Song responded tremblingly after hearing this.
"Your Majesty, please spare my life!"
"Please forgive me and wait, Your Majesty, we will never dare to do it again..."
At the same time that Jiajing issued the order, the guards waiting on the side controlled everyone in Pingliang Mansion with lightning speed and escorted them to the prison. The voices begging for mercy gradually faded away and could no longer be heard.
"Okay, now that the case has been settled, I'm a little tired."
"I will respectfully send you off to Your Majesty!"
After Jiajing finished speaking, he took Lu Fang and left the hall of the Ministry of Justice, followed by a group of courtiers who were kneeling in obeisance.
After coming out of the lobby of the Criminal Department, Jiajing sat on the dragon chariot. He suddenly turned around and looked at Lu Fang behind him, and whispered: "I see that you have been absent-minded since just now. What are you thinking about? You might as well tell me."
"Your Majesty, I was just wondering where those corpses were moved by the people from Pingliang Mansion." Lu Fang suddenly came back to his senses and spoke in a flash.
"Huh, Pingliang Mansion has fallen! Some people want to get a lighter sentence, so they will naturally reveal the location of the corpse."
"Your Majesty is wise!" Lu Fang complimented with a humble smile on his face.
Jiajing felt bored and stopped talking to Lu Fang. Instead, he just closed his eyes and rested on the dragon chariot.
At this time, Lu Fang's back was already wet with sweat. He couldn't believe what he had seen before. When the emperor said those words, he stood behind the emperor and saw it really clearly.
The emperor took advantage of the fact that no one was paying attention, put his right hand behind his back, and performed a thunder technique at an extremely fast speed. This thunder technique was exactly the same as the thunder method recorded in the secret book sent by Longhu Mountain!
As soon as I gave the Emperor the secret book of Thunder Techniques, the Emperor turned around and pulled out a Thunder Technique, and he even happened to kill someone. How could such a coincidence happen in this world!
Thinking back to the previous events, a terrible suspicion flashed through Lu Fang's mind: "Did the emperor really succeed in cultivating immortality?"
"No, no, no, it shouldn't happen. Countless emperors from ancient times to the present have tried to succeed in cultivating immortals, but without exception they have failed. This is probably just a coincidence. It's better to serve your majesty!" Lu Fang shook her head, not daring to think about it any more. Shaking out the messy thoughts in his mind, he followed Jiajing's dragon chariot step by step.
…
There is no airtight wall in the world. Under the instructions of all parties, everything that happened in the lobby of the Criminal Department was soon spread out, triggering a huge discussion.
"Did you hear that? The people from Pingliang Mansion hid the body in an attempt to escape punishment!"
"I heard that later, it seems that His Majesty the Emperor personally communicated with God, and then he sent down five thunderbolts to kill him!"
"I have a friend who works in the palace. I heard that the thunder was as thick as an arm and broke all the stone slabs on the ground!"
"Your Majesty is truly a virtuous king. Otherwise, how can you communicate with God?"
"Hmph, I have said before that any evil will eventually be brought to justice!"
The whole capital was discussing this matter wantonly, from the dignitaries to the common people. Those with connections inquired about the facts through various channels, while those with no connections listened to the general idea and then enriched it and used it as conversation material after dinner. As a result, the business of temples and Taoist temples near the capital improved a lot. There is an endless stream of people coming to offer incense.
However, while talking, some people inevitably raised questions: "The imperial court spends so much money every year just to support such a bunch of useless clans. If the money for raising the clans is saved, wouldn't it be able to do more things?"
Soon, this kind of public opinion became more and more fierce under the promotion of thoughtful people, but the government did nothing from the beginning to the end, just letting it gradually ferment.
…
Shaanxi, Pingliang Prefecture, Han Fan.
In the early years of Xuande, King Gong of Han requested that the taxes collected from Pingliang for the Dongzhong Guards be used to build the palace. After receiving the emperor's approval, the already luxurious Han palace was expanded again.
In the palace of Prince Han, there are ancient locust trees and green willows brushing the ground. In front of the palace is a white jade corridor. Behind the palace, there are twists and turns. After walking a few steps, you can see a wonder. The stone lion placed in front of the palace opens its mouth to show its power. It is a magnificent sight. The palace is solemn and magnificent, with yellow brick floors and colorful painted walls.
But today, all of this was in vain. After learning that the house was about to be ransacked, the entire mansion immediately became chaotic. The servants packed up the valuable things in the house and took them away. Things that were inconvenient to carry were broken on the spot. They also took a few fragments with them, and those who could easily take them away put them in their bags. Others fought over the ownership of a vase.
Cries, cracking of ceramics, and curses echoed throughout the mansion.
"You slaves, put your things down for me! Do you want to rebel?"
"That's my vase, alas!"
"My calligraphy and painting, my private money!"
At first, the butler tried to stand up and maintain order, but he was soon overwhelmed by the angry slaves and turned into a dead body lying on the ground.
While the slaves were looting, the officers and soldiers sent by the government arrived. After killing several slaves who were looting the property, they managed to bring the situation under control.
"Listen, we are from the government, and we are here to inspect your Prince Han's residence on orders from above!"
"Everyone who knows what I mean, put down your things for me, otherwise, you will have a hard time!"
The leading officers and soldiers came in, and after roughly reading out the government's notice, they also joined in. Their actions were no different from those of the previous slaves who looted property.
In the study room, the leading officer and soldier looked at his incompetent subordinates and couldn't help but frowned. Then he went up and kicked each of them.
"You pigheads, take less. We can only take three taels of silver at most, and we have to pay tribute to our superiors for the rest! Don't take it, others will come later."
"Oh oh oh."
After being reminded by their superiors, the remaining people suppressed their greed and put their excess belongings back to their original places.
Immediately afterwards, more and more officials came in. Different from the previous ones, the officials who came this time were obviously very disciplined. They searched out the property in the house in an orderly manner and compiled it into a book.
