Gu Chen didn't want to talk much at first, but he really couldn't bear the thought of Old Zheng turning around and being resented by Old Zhu.
When the time comes, when they are old, they will be forced to work as laborers.
How painful!
Lao Zhu already had a terrible headache, but this time when he saw another one with a hard head, his head hurt even more, but he could only grit his teeth and say.
"explain."
Who is to blame?
He gave Yushitai the responsibility, and it was he who asked Yushitai to investigate the case.
Now that the evidence is all conclusive, it would have been disgraceful for him to cover up publicly.
If we continue to offend the upright censor because of this, it will block the way to become an official in the future.
Then who dares to tell the truth to himself?
"I believe that, according to what Mr. Hu said, since Magistrate Zhu is a member of the Emperor's family, he should not be killed like ordinary people. It should be decided by Heaven."
"In this case, it would be better to be shot by the emperor's family."
"As long as the emperor's family takes action, everyone in the world will naturally be convinced."
What this means is that as long as you, Lao Zhu, want to protect people, then naturally no one can say anything.
But you can’t fool everyone with Hu Weiyong, we are not fools.
How can you believe it so easily?
"Yellow-mouthed kid."
When Hu Weiyong saw this guy running out again, he tried to confront him.
"Is your emperor's family stained with the blood of the same clan?"
Killing each other has always been a taboo for the royal family. Lao Zhu's eyebrows were tightly knitted. He didn't want this to happen.
"Why are you so anxious, Mr. Hu?" Gu Chen sneered, "Why, do you think Mr. Hu wants to kill the emperor's family by himself?"
Since Zhu Huan belongs to the Zhu family, why should you, Hu Weiyong, control life and death?
"you……"
Rao knew that Yushitai's officials were very eloquent, but it was hard to resist him at this time.
Yes, he is a servant.
Why do you control the life and death of people named Zhu?
Han Yike came to his senses and immediately stepped forward and said: "I second the proposal, Your Majesty, please let the emperor's family members hold the sword, and relatives should stay away."
Seeing Zhu Huan's father jumping anxiously, he added slowly, and then gave Hu Weiyong a mocking look.
"The manifestation of the ancestors of the Zhu family will naturally appear on the descendants of the Zhu family. How can it be properly manifested on an outsider?"
Imperial power is supreme, and not just cats and dogs can play with it.
"Okay, okay, that makes sense."
How could Lao Zhu hate him? Even if he wants to kill his own nephew, he wants them named Zhu to do it themselves.
He looked up at his eldest son and shook his head slightly.
No, no.
This bad guy must not be left to Biao'er.
Then he looked at the second child again, still feeling that something was wrong.
This kid was clever when he was young, but not very reliable when he grows up.
He knows his own thoughts, and if he does it too obviously, he will be hated by others.
The third child...
He has a bad temper and already has a bad reputation, so let's forget about it.
The fourth child.
He's smart and doesn't have a bad reputation, so why not just leave it to him.
"Fourth brother, come here."
Zhu Di was just fourteen years old this year. He was a little embarrassed after taking over his father's bow and arrow, but he looked up and saw the murderous look in his eldest brother's eyes.
Look at the kneeling victim at the bottom of the steps and the eyes of some of the censors.
In his young mind, he made a decision that he would disobey his father's orders.
Zhu Di drew his bow and aimed it first at Zhu Huan's head, and then at his neck.
Finally, he aimed at his chest and even after Zhu Huan pissed, the arrow was not released.
"Your Highness Prince Yan, please be merciful..."
Zhu Huan's father was in tears, Qi Ai begged for mercy, for fear of hurting his precious son, which made Lao Zhu feel sour in his heart.
Just as he was about to speak, his fourth son's sharp arrow flew out and hit Zhu Huan in the chest. Zhu Huan also kicked his feet and lost his breath.
"My son..."
When Zhu Liujiu saw that his son was gone, he rolled his eyes and fainted.
Lao Zhu stood up immediately: "Hurry up and help someone down."
He turned to look at his fourth son, his eyes reproachful, as if to say: "I asked you to fake an ejaculation, but did you really get shot to death?"
This is great, my old brother is still angry to death.
Zhu Di pursed his lips, glanced at Hu Weiyong, and said something meaningful.
"My son doesn't know what's going on. You said that the ancestors' manifestations all appeared on Hu Xiang, but not on my son. It's really strange."
In his opinion, killing only one Zhu Heng would have given the imperial uncle a lot of face. If it had been anyone else, the old man would have died too.
As soon as Zhu Di said these words, Baiguan almost couldn't hold back his laughter.
Of course, Hu Weiyong couldn't laugh it off. Isn't it obvious that King Yan was scolding himself?
Zhu Biao was different. He looked at his fourth brother with great relief.
"As you grow up, your archery skills have improved greatly. Hu Xiang, you still need to practice more. Why is it that you are not as good as a fourteen-year-old child at such an old age?"
You are already so old, and you still don’t know how to distinguish right from wrong before my little brother.
Hu Weiyong raised his hand and said: "...Yes, Your Highness, I will definitely practice well."
I listened to your father's words, what should I do if you come to Yin Yang?
Lao Zhu was forced to kill the emperor's nephew, and he was so angry that his heart, liver and lungs ached.
"Call that Gu Chen over."
Fortunately, he promoted this guy, but he didn't have any eyesight at all?
No, I have to vent my anger by scolding him.
Under the sympathetic and worried eyes of all his colleagues, Gu Chen came to Fengtian Hall again. As soon as he entered, he received a memorial on his head.
"You are so brave, you actually dare to use my emperor to achieve your goals. Do you really think that I don't dare to touch your Yushitai's head?"
Although he really doesn't want to move and can't move, who can guarantee that you won't make other mistakes in your life and won't be caught by him, Lao Zhu?
"Your Majesty, I have never taken advantage of the prince."
Gu Chen knelt down and began to explain the benefits of doing this under Lao Zhu's angry expression.
"I just think that being a relative of the emperor is not a reason for corruption. If your majesty spares the emperor's nephew today, future relatives of the emperor will follow suit."
"Your Majesty, I think that letting the prince take action will have a better deterrent effect. The long-term pain will be worse than the short-term pain. This will let the prince know to restrain himself."
"You will learn to restrain yourself in the future, so that your Majesty will not suffer from the constant pain caused by the royal family breaking the law. This is the best way."
He didn't say the rest, so he could use it as a warning to the prince.
The surname Zhu is not a protective talisman. If you break the law, you will be held accountable.
Of course, he was self-aware. Forget about the emperor's nephew, it was absolutely impossible for the prince Lao Zhu to do anything to him. He was the emperor's favorite son in all dynasties.
"Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain?"
Zhu Yuanzhang rubbed his temples, and he naturally understood what Gu Chen said made sense.
He was born as a farmer, and all the relatives he can still find are from poor backgrounds.
When someone comes from a poor background and has money and power, it is easy to become a bully and oppressor. If it is not rectified, we don’t know how many more cases this will happen in the future.
"Go down."
Zhu Yuanzhang was no longer in the mood to curse, he still had a lot to do.
It is impossible to vent your anger on the officials of Yushitai just because of an emperor's nephew.
The fault was not theirs, but mine, for failing to restrain them.
