"I killed Pigeon, which caused all the kings in the world to doubt me!"
Zhu Qiyu held the report and murmured to himself: "I think I don't care about family ties, just like Jianwen back then!"
"I just took the throne and I attacked my uncle!"
"Why don't I cook my uncle for the sake of the throne?"
"They are probably scolding me behind my back for being mean and unkind and unworthy of being an emperor!"
"If it weren't for Taizong and the late emperor who repeatedly cut down the vassal vassal, and the vassal kings had less and less military power, I'm afraid they would have launched an army to quell the trouble!"
"Now that I have ordered all the vassal kings to come to the capital, they naturally don't want to listen to me!"
"Disobedient..."
Zhu Qiyu's eyes became more sinister: "If you don't enter the capital, I will force you to enter the capital!"
"Rebel if you have the guts, I'll be waiting!"
"I am not the late emperor. The late emperor only built Xiaoyao City for the King of Han, and it took a long time to roast him to death!"
"Not even the Supreme Emperor. The Supreme Emperor was born weak and stained all over his body, as if he crawled out of a cesspit."
"I am no one!"
"If you fall into my hands, I will roast you all to death!"
"You, like the Kong family, have enjoyed the legacy of your ancestors for hundreds of years. It's time for you to shine!"
"This world belongs to me, not yours. If I can't enjoy pleasure, what qualifications do you have?"
Zhu Qiyu murmured to himself.
The eunuchs in the Qinzheng Hall wanted to prick their ears to deafen them. If the emperor revealed his true thoughts, they would be punished with death!
"I ordered you to enter the capital. Do you think I'm going to kill you all?"
"You think I can do whatever I want because I don't have a son?"
"You don't want the country anymore, do you?"
"Am I the devil in your hearts?"
"Since you know you are afraid, why do you still go against me everywhere?"
"What a contradiction."
"But Prince Zheng is sensible and understands my temper."
Zhu Qiyu sneered.
No one in the royal family is really stupid.
The reason why King Zheng has a reputation for violence is because Emperor Renzong died suddenly while Emperor Xuanzong was in Nanjing. King Zheng Zhu Zhanquan and King Xiang Zhu Zhanyi supervised the country, waiting for Emperor Xuanzong to return to Beijing and succeed to the throne.
He was the brother of Emperor Xuanzong and the son of Empress Dowager Zhang. Prince Zheng's mother was at odds with Empress Dowager Zhang.
Later, Emperor Xuanzong personally conquered the country, and he and Xuanzong supervised the country.
Because he was imprisoned twice and was the second son, it is inevitable that people will overthink it.
King Zheng knew how to protect himself. When he returned to his fiefdom, he often whipped the people to death. He gained a bad reputation. Both Xuanzong and King Mobei reprimanded him. They even changed the fiefdom and sent the censor Zhou Ying to discipline him.
Only then did King Zheng calm down. He also managed to survive the death of Empress Dowager Zhang and was able to escape unscathed.
Nowadays, the emperor ordered all the kings in the world to enter the capital. He dared to be the first in the world and was the first to enter the capital, which shows his wisdom.
He is the only one of Renzong's descendants left.
Smart people, nothing more than that.
"When Prince Zheng comes to Beijing, just stay in the clan mansion. There is no need to go to great lengths or let outsiders know." Zhu Qiyu wanted to test Prince Zheng's loyalty.
Zhu Qiyu took the decoction and began to review the memorial.
There have been too many memorials recently. He can only read the memorials, even at midnight. The entire Military Aircraft Department and the Supervisor of Ceremonies are extremely busy.
The Military Aircraft Department recruited all the Hanlins in the Hanlin Academy.
Originally, there were as many Jinshi scholars as there were in the capital, but the emperor could do whatever he wanted, so he sent them all over the world, and there were not even many candidates left.
He had no choice but to send imperial edicts to Jinshi and people from Nanjing to Beijing.
Simply, Zhu Qiyu asked the Imperial College to recommend a few outstanding people to join the Military Aircraft Department.
The first person recommended was Li Dongyang.
Chen Xun understood the emperor's thoughts and knew that the emperor valued Li Dongyang.
Question: Li Dongyang is only ten years old, how should he deal with government affairs?
Zhu Qiyu refused and asked the Imperial College to recommend older supervisors to join the Military Aircraft Department and do the hard work of transporting and searching for memorials.
It's not something they can do to post yellow papers. Every Jinshi who is responsible for posting yellow papers has been carefully selected by Zhu Qiyu. The others are just responsible for helping.
The Military Aircraft Department is busy, and the Supervisor of Ceremonies is even busier.
After the Supervisor of Ceremonies was repeatedly purged, the remaining staff was less than 30% of the original number, but they had to bear the burden of approving all memorials and were so busy that they had no time to drink water.
Zhu Qiyu could only ask the attendants to teach the bachelors and go to the inner study hall to teach the eunuchs.
Replenish the talents of the Supervisor of Ceremonies.
"Although there will be an imperial examination this year, we can open another Enke examination to recruit talents." Zhu Qiyu made up his mind that there was too little talent.
"Your Majesty, Eunuch Dong wants to see you." Feng Xiao reported in a low voice while Zhu Qiyu was resting.
"This tea is good, who made it?" Zhu Qiyu put down the tea bowl.
"Your Majesty, this slave made the tea." Lin Yu knelt on the ground.
Zhu Qiyu nodded: "Make another pot for me and let Dong Ci come in."
Lin Yu responded and then lost his voice.
After experiencing the ups and downs of human relationships, she became very silent. She was no longer like before, with envy, jealousy, and hatred written all over her face, and her emotions and emotions were vivid.
Dong Ci opened the curtain, came in and knelt on the ground to salute.
"Royal Commercial Bank has done a good job, let's keep up the good work."
Zhu Qiyu asked him to get up: "I tell you to come, and I have two things to tell you. One is to open the textile factory to Hetao; the other is to rush to produce a batch of cotton clothes for the border troops to wear."
"This servant dare not be praised by the Emperor. This is all due to the Emperor's protection!"
Dong Ci kowtowed respectfully: "Your Majesty, I'm afraid this Hetao is not suitable for opening a textile factory."
"How to say?"
Dong Ci said: "Please listen to what I say slowly."
"This textile has a saying of Songjiang in the south and Lu'an in the north, clothing the world."
"As for cotton textiles, the Jianghua in Chuzhong, the Beihua in Shandong, and the Zhejiang flower in Yuyao are all famous, and people like to buy brand products here."
"Slave, when this textile factory was first opened, it was impossible to spin."
"My slave invited some weavers from the south. They said that the weather in the north is dry and cotton threads are easy to break."
"Fortunately, some skilled weavers came up with a way to dig cellars and use the moisture in the cellars to weave cotton, and the factory was built today."
"Although I didn't go to the Hetao, I know that the climate in the Hetao is harsh and it may be difficult to weave."
"Your Majesty, you may not know that silk spinning and cotton spinning are not affordable for ordinary people!"
"Just talking about the people in Beijing, they only change one set of clothes throughout the year. This is from a good family. If they are poorer, they may not change clothes for several years."
"Hetao is poor, how can he afford expensive cotton fabrics?"
Dong Ci told the truth.
The poverty in the northwest is a consensus shared by both the government and the opposition.
The newly recovered Hetao is probably even poorer than the northwest.
"you're right!"
"Hetao is poor and cannot afford good clothes."
Zhu Qiyu murmured to himself: "I can't give them money to buy it, right? People in the world are not worried about the scarcity but the inequality. If I buy it for the people in Hetao, will the people in other provinces be paid?"
"We are all Han Chinese, how can we favor one over the other?"
"By the way, how about wool spinning? Hetao is half-cultivated and half-grazed, and is rich in wool. It can definitely develop wool spinning!"
Zhu Qiyu suddenly had an idea. Sweaters are both warm and cheap.
It can also bring income to the people of Hetao.
If it works, woolen textiles can be developed in Liaodong, northwest, and areas adjacent to the grasslands!
Dong Ci was confused: "Is the emperor talking about felt?"
"Clothes woven with wool." Zhu Qiyu gestured.
Can wool be made into clothes?
Dong Ci shook his head: "Your Majesty, this servant has never heard of this. I will go back and ask the weaver. Maybe the weaver will know."
Zhu Qiyu doesn’t know how to knit sweaters either.
"Wool spinning, have you ever heard of it?"
Dong Ci shook his head.
Zhu Qiyu was furious: "Call someone who knows how to weave and bring him into the palace!"
"Please forgive me, Your Majesty!" Dong Ci was so frightened that he kowtowed repeatedly.
"Get up and go announce some weavers to the palace. I'll tell them."
Zhu Qiyu thought about developing wool spinning in the Hetao area, using wool spinning to control the sheep on the grassland, attracting mainland businessmen to look at the grassland, and then actually control the grassland.
Soon, four weavers entered the Qinzheng Hall, and the etiquette was very non-standard.
The eunuch taught them many times on the way, but they forgot about it after entering Qinzheng Hall.
Zhu Qiyu was too lazy to argue: "You are all mature weavers. I ask you, is there any way to spin yarn with wool?"
"Back to your Majesty, when I was young, my family was poor, so my mother made clothes for me out of wool. They didn't keep me warm at all, and they were too tight..."
A weaver said carefully, the title was completely confused.
"Can you spin thread?" Zhu Qiyu asked again.
She nodded: "Yes."
"How did your mother make clothes?" Zhu Qiyu asked again.
"It's like weaving a basket. Weave it into a bag and put it on your body. It becomes clothing."
She replied stupidly: "Your Majesty, wool is easy to break, and it cannot be cut. Whatever shape you knit, it will be that shape. You cannot move it. If you move it randomly, it will break."
It would be nice if it could be spun into thread.
"Have you all used woolen fabrics?" Zhu Qiyu asked the other three weavers.
They all nodded and talked about a lot of shortcomings of woolen fabrics.
Compared with cotton fabrics, woolen fabrics are dregs.
"There are indeed many shortcomings."
Zhu Qiyu said pleasantly: "Tell me, is the sweater your mother knitted for you warm?"
"ah?"
The weaver opened his mouth, thought carefully, and nodded: "It was very cold that winter, but I didn't feel cold at all. My brother and sister are envious of me."
"What's your name?" Zhu Qiyu asked her.
"To your Majesty, my name is Sanniang and my surname is Sun." The weaver spoke quickly.
It’s true that the mouth is flying in front and the brain is flying behind.
Feng Xiao and Dong Ci tried their best to wink at her, "If you want to call yourself a slave, it's better for you. You can call me me at every turn. Do you dare to call me me in front of the emperor?" Tired of living!
But Zhu Qiyu was not angry. Instead, he smiled and said, "Look, keeping warm is a benefit."
"You know, in the north, the weather is colder than in the capital."
"They need warmer clothes."
"So, I thought, if I could spin wool and knit it into a sweater, not to mention how comfortable it would be to wear, at least no one would freeze to death."
"And wool is cheap and ordinary people can afford it."
"Tell me, am I right?"
Zhu Qiyu said with a smile.
They all nodded.
Sun Sanniang choked up: "You are such a good emperor."
Zhu Qiyu didn't take it seriously and said: "In that case, I will ask your factory to successfully knit sweaters in your spare time. Is it possible for you to do it?"
They nodded stupidly, not knowing what the nod meant.
Zhu Qiyu also noticed that these people had never read books or seen the world. They spoke confusingly and did not understand the emperor's words very well.
"Sun Sanniang, can you get married?"
"I got married a long time ago and have three children!" Sun Sanniang grinned.
"What is your man doing?"
But Sun Sanniang kowtowed respectfully: "It's all thanks to the grace of the Emperor that he recruited my man to join the army. My man is in the Wudang Army, and my family is also a military household."
"Being loyal to your country is a good thing!"
Zhu Qiyu smiled and said: "Then do you want to let your man be the boss? Be a general? Or even be granted the title of Bo or Marquis?"
"I don't even dare to think about it. My family is originally a farmer in Wanping County. We fled to the capital to escape famine. Being able to settle down in the capital is already a blessing from the emperor. How can we ask for more?"
This woman looks silly, but she actually has her own little thoughts.
When it comes to benefits, it’s God’s grace.
This is the common thought of ordinary people in the market.
Zhu Qiyu smiled and said: "As long as you can knit sweaters for me and promote it, I will not only reward you, but also directly promote your men to officials! Let your children take the imperial examination and become officials in the future! Okay?"
One official made four weavers excited.
"Dong Ci, please pass on this order. If any weaver in the royal trading house can knit a sweater, I will make her man an official!"
Zhu Qiyu said: "This knitting sweater does not require a machine, but knitting needles. Such long iron needles can be held under the arms. Only hand knitting needles can knit a soft and warm sweater."
"Your Majesty, this slave will definitely knit a sweater!" Dong Ci saw that the Emperor was anxious and knew that this was a great achievement.
"Dong Ci, if you can do it, I will give you a bronze talisman!"
Zhu Qiyu said calmly: "Those who weave will go to Hetao to become the director of the woolen textile factory. Regardless of men or women, they will be given a bronze talisman!"
"This slave will live up to the high expectations of the Emperor." Dong Ci kowtowed respectfully.
Let Sun Sanniang and other weavers leave, leaving Dong Ci behind.
"Dong Ci, there is no shortage of internal funds now, and the textile factory is on the right track."
"I heard your report. The printing factory has done a good job. I have lifted a batch of banned books and handed them over to your printing factory for printing."
"Open another paper mill and improve paper."
"You don't have to make high-end rice paper, just make some paper that poor people can afford."
"I know that people still need to use toilet chips to go to the toilet."
"If there is cheap paper, it can replace toilet chips."
Zhu Qiyu said.
Dong Ci knelt on the ground: "Your Majesty, you must not do it. How can you touch precious paper with such dirty things? No matter how cheap the paper is, it will never be allowed to be defiled!"
He was born in Nei Shu Tang and was knowledgeable. He regarded the books of sages as gods.
And paper, to scholars, is like a god that refuses to be stained.
"I'm just making an analogy..."
"Your Majesty, the analogy doesn't work. How many people in poor areas have never seen a piece of paper in their lives."
Dong Ci burst into tears: "If I hadn't entered the palace, I would never have seen the sages' books in this life. If I didn't read the sages' books, how would I know the etiquette of being a human being?"
"The emperor opened a paper mill to make paper affordable for the poor."
"I am very happy in my heart. Even if one day the papers are everywhere, I will never allow anyone to ruin or defile it!"
Dong Ci kowtowed desperately, feeling very aggrieved.
"I made a mistake, okay?"
Zhu Qiyu ignored the fact that in this era, paper was hard to come by. Even some students from wealthy families were reluctant to use rice paper when learning to practice calligraphy. They only used some cheap straw paper and were willing to throw it away after use and keep it for collection.
"Your Majesty is not wrong. It is this slave who deserves to die. I beg Your Majesty to kill this slave!" Dong Ci burst into tears.
"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore."
Seeing Dong Ci's sincerity, Zhu Qiyu continued:
"The paper mill must be opened, supported by internal funds and improved paper."
"I hope that everyone in the world can afford paper!"
Zhu Qiyu hopes that all people can learn.
"This slave is deeply impressed by the emperor's love for the people. Your vision will definitely be realized!" Dong Ci knelt on the ground.
"Recently, merchants from all over the world have entered the capital, and have they had some impact on the royal merchant houses?" Zhu Qiyu asked him.
"Your Majesty, if they do business according to their duty, the Royal Commercial Bank will not be afraid of anyone; if they do not do their duty, with the support of Your Majesty, I will make them regret coming to the capital."
Dong Ci was very confident.
Zhu Qiyu was very satisfied with Dong Ci, and after a few words of advice, he let him go out.
Take it step by step and don't rush.
The memorial was dealt with late into the night.
Zhu Qiyu was a little tired, so he asked Mr. Tan to come over and massage his demons to relieve his fatigue.
Zhu Qiyu closed his eyes and felt more comfortable.
"Tan, your father wants to go to Shandong, what do you think?" Zhu Qiyu asked.
Tan Yunxian's expression changed: "Your Majesty, women's temples are not allowed to interfere in politics..."
"It's your biological father, there's no harm in talking about it." Zhu Qiyu said with a smile.
"Reporting to Your Majesty, if my father goes to Shandong in the name of a court official, I have no objection; if my father goes to Shandong in the name of a foreign relative, I am worried..."
Tan Yunxian didn't dare to tell the truth. In fact, he didn't want his father to show off his identity as a foreign relative.
She was indeed just a servant, but there were only two people in the emperor's harem, and she was the emperor's latest recruit. Everyone in the government and the public knew that Tan was very favored by the emperor.
The door to Tan Gang's family has long been crossed.
Everything was under Zhu Qiyu's control. He knew who Tan Gang met and what he said.
Tan Gang was not very capable, but he would take the opportunity to curry favor. I heard that he often talked about poetry and painting with Hu Yining. He used to be Li Xian's guest, but now he is in cahoots with Geng Jiuchou.
They are all important officials in the court, and they are good at fawning over them.
"I have already agreed. Your father wants to make great achievements, so I can't deny him a chance."
Zhu Qiyu said calmly: "He left Beijing and wanted your brother Tan Yilin to join the military aircraft department. What do you think?"
Tan Yunxian's hands softened a little, and his heart pounded.
Zhu Qiyu opened his eyes.
"I am distracted, please forgive me!" Tan Yunxian kowtowed.
"It doesn't matter, continue."
Zhu Qiyu closed his eyes and enjoyed it: "Tell me, what do you think?"
"I think this is not allowed."
Tan Yunxian carefully considered his words: "I am a woman. I don't understand government affairs, but I do know about it."
"The people who join the military aircraft department are all talented people in the court, and they were promoted by your majesty."
"There has never been a precedent of actively requesting entry. My concubine is so bold. Your Majesty, please punish him for the crime of disrespect!"
After saying that, he pressed it carefully, for fear of making the emperor angry.
"Haha, I punish you at every turn."
"I'm not good to my brothers from the same clan, I'm mean to my consort's relatives, and now I'm treating my foreign relatives horizontally and vertically, looking at them based on interests, and the people are accusing me of being mean and unkind."
Zhu Qiyu sighed: "I'm afraid I will have to bear this reputation and enter the history books. When future generations see me, they will definitely call me a tyrant."
"I thought about it, so I followed him. After all, he is your biological father, and Tan Yilin is also your biological brother. I am very satisfied that you serve me attentively in the palace."
"You might as well break the rules once and let him."
Plop!
Tan Yunxian was so frightened that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed desperately: "Please, Your Majesty, you cannot make an exception. You must not make an exception!"
"How virtuous and capable is my concubine's family? Let the emperor make an exception?"
"Moreover, the concubine's position cannot be compared with the selection of attendants. Even the concubine's father was exiled. It is already a great blessing that my father and brothers can serve in the court!"
"How dare you force the emperor to make an exception?"
"Concubine, I beg your Majesty to banish Tan Yilin and not allow him to return to the court!"
Tan Yunxian kowtowed desperately.
You have to listen to what the emperor says!
When he said he wanted to make an exception, it meant that he was angry in his heart, but he just didn't say it outright because he was talking about Yunxian!
If Tan Yunxian agreed, he would be sent to the cold palace tonight.
Her family will be exiled to Hetao or Liaodong!
He doesn't need a woman who doesn't understand the rules.
Even if this woman has amazing medical skills, she is not allowed to touch his bottom line.
Tan Yunxian didn't live long in the palace, but he gradually understood the emperor's temper.
You can only take what he rewards. If he doesn't give it to you, no one can take it from you.
This is how he treats meritorious officials.
Not to mention the relatives who have no merit!
Tan Gang, a mere top three Jinshi, took advantage of his daughter's success and rose to prominence. What qualifications did he have to be compared with Yu Qian, He Fan Guang, Hu Hui and other meritorious officials?
Even Li Xian and Lin Cong in the court were far away from each other.
How could Zhu Qiyu break the rules just because he was alone!
Is the Military Aircraft Department still valuable?
"Get up and talk as a family. Where do you get such big rules?"
Zhu Qiyu opened his eyelids: "I'm asking you, aren't you asking? You are always shouting and killing, and you are exiled and exiled. How come you are more violent than me?"
"Keep pressing."
"Tan Gang is also talented. I have also met Tan Yilin. He is a scholar. It doesn't matter if he was promoted in advance."
Zhu Qiyu looked kind and cheerful.
But Tan Yunxian cried: "Rules are rules, how can you break them at will?"
"If Tan Yilin is capable, just earn a Jinshi by yourself! Why bother to make it difficult for me to be a concubine!"
"Your Majesty loves me very much, it is already a blessing from heaven!"
"The concubine's father and uncle are also reused, and the Tan family has become a prominent figure in the capital. What else is there to be dissatisfied about?"
"Your Majesty, this concubine is just angry and cannot live up to expectations."
She's not good at acting.
Zhu Qiyu saw through it, but people are not grass and trees, so who can not care about their relatives?
The corners of his mouth turned up: "Okay, don't cry. Your father Tan Gang and uncle Tan Jing are both talented people. Since you want your brother Tan Yilin to show off his talents, then I will give him a chance."
"Go to the Hetao. The Hetao is short of people. Juren who go to the Hetao can still participate in Enke one more time."
"Although he is not even a Juren, he can still pass the Juren exam and then participate in the next Enke exam."
"In this way, you also have an explanation for your father."
Zhu Qiyu looked at her with a smile.
Tan Yunxian's face turned pale!
This is the fate of Qiuguan!
He was kicked out of Jingzhong and went to Hetao to endure hardships!
There is still a war in Hetao, and there is no protection from the family. I have no family background, but no fame and fame. When I arrive in Hetao, won't I be restricted everywhere?
This is the emperor's answer.
No one wants what I don’t give you.
When you are my relative, you have to endure hardships that others cannot endure. Otherwise, stop wasting food and hit the road.
"I thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness!" Tan Yunxian quickly thanked him.
But Zhu Qiyu saw her face turn pale at that moment.
Zhu Qiyu said seriously: "Master Tan, I'm not going to make him suffer, I'm just going to temper him."
"You should know that I am determined to defend the Loop. I have people build a Taoist temple in Helan Mountain, build Longshan Temple, and split off the West Kong, just to completely control the Loop."
"So there's no need to worry about safety."
"There is a piece of white paper. I will be the painter, and the people who go to the Hetao are the painters, painting according to my wishes."
"They can get the best experience and become successful quickly."
"I can take the Enke exam again, and I have one more chance to take the imperial examination."
"When these people come back from Hetao, they will become the mainstay of the court and my most important ministers."
"So, I'm not torturing him, I'm giving him a chance, do you understand?"
Tan Yunxian knelt on the ground and regained his energy: "I would like to thank your majesty for your caring heart."
"When we have a child, I will also send him to the border for training. Only in adversity can talents emerge. I prefer Tan Yilin. I hope he can become your support outside the palace."
Zhu Qiyu comforted her and pulled her up.
"I thank you, Your Majesty."
Zhu Qiyu pulled her up: "Before they leave Beijing, I will let them enter the palace. You can meet each other. After a few days, let your mother enter the palace and accompany you for a day."
"Thank you, my concubine."
"In private, there is no need to thank you all the time. You and I are family." Zhu Qiyu said with a smile.
Tan Yunxian nodded slightly and hummed.
After chatting for a while, he asked her to go back to the palace.
When she walked out of the Qinzheng Palace, Zhu Qiyu's eyes were filled with coldness: "Feng Xiao, let the imperial physician come into the palace tomorrow to check your pulse. Let the imperial physician take a look at the medicine Tan prescribed."
Plop!
Feng Xiao was so frightened that he knelt on the ground.
In the heart of the emperor, no one believes it!
The emperor was worried that Tan Yunxian secretly hated the emperor for talking about Yilin, so he asked the imperial doctor to keep an eye on him.
"When we get to the Hetao, let Yuan Jie sharpen himself and talk about it, and let him become a talent." Zhu Qiyu was very dissatisfied with Tan Gangsuo.
Your daughter only chooses a servant, so she really thinks she is a relative?
If you become a queen, wouldn't you want to go to heaven?
Hang Yu was like this, Tang Xing was like this, and Tan Gang, who didn't want to be a Jinshi, was still like this!
This man is worse than a dog in the face of power.
Feng Xiao was so angry that he didn't dare to take a breath.
"Please wait for me to lay down my pillow."
At some point, the number of eunuchs waiting for the emperor to rest had increased to sixteen.
In the past, the emperor traveled lightly and simply, but now he performed in a grand manner, with a huge number of people following him.
It is not that the emperor pursues ostentation.
Rather, he doesn't trust anyone.
Only when there are many people and many eyes can one be completely controlled by the emperor.
The next day, on the way to the morning, Feng Xiao reported that Shandong officials were escorted to Beijing.
Enter Fengtian Hall.
“Another good news comes from Shandong!”
"Yu Taibao plowed through Shandong's officialdom and cut off the inextricable connections between Shandong!"
"The bandits are being suppressed now."
"It won't be long before Shandong will have a bright future."
"Yu Taibao can also move north and move to Liaodong."
Zhu Qiyu's voice was passionate: "Fan Guang also has good news. Fan Guang has recruited back the herdsmen he drove away before."
"Sifan is also willing to stay on the Hetao and have fan teeth."
"There's good news everywhere!"
Hundreds of officials kowtowed and sang praises.
"Come here, bring Pei Lun up." Zhu Qiyu changed the subject.
Soon, Pei Lun, who was wearing an official robe but exuding a rancid smell, stepped into Fengtian Hall with disheveled hair.
Pei Lun knelt on the ground, as if he had lost his soul.
When Wang Yue saw him, his whole body was trembling. He wanted to take revenge with his own hands!
"Pei Lun, I especially remember how you were not afraid of the powerful and dared to speak out."
Zhu Qiyu's eyes were playful: "I didn't expect that you have been lying to me all this time!"
"I have never deceived Your Majesty!" Pei Lun's face was filled with sadness.
He didn't even understand why Yu Qian was serving him all at once.
Officials, officials and clerks from all over Shandong were escorted to Beijing.
"According to you, are you doing well in Shandong?" Zhu Qiyu asked him.
"Old minister, I have no regrets in my heart." Pei Lun kowtowed.
"What a clear conscience!"
Zhu Qiyu stood up: "You are worthy of your ambition!"
"I ask you, why does Shandong suffer from severe floods during the dry season?"
"I ask you again, how did Zhang Peng die? How did Wang Yue become disabled?"
"You tell me!"
Pei Lun muttered at the corner of his mouth: "Right and wrong are all determined by the people's hearts. I have always been worthy of heaven and earth, and worthy of Your Majesty..."
"enough!"
Zhu Qiyu suddenly shouted: "I ask you, how did Zhang Peng die? Answer!"
"Old minister, I don't know!" Pei Lun bit him to death because he just didn't know.
"Then why are there severe floods in Shandong?"
"This is a natural disaster and a man-made disaster, not a human crime!" Pei Lun argued.
"Then do you need me to issue an imperial edict to sin against yourself?" Zhu Qiyu's eyes were burning.
Pei Lun kowtowed: "That's not what I meant..."
"Then what do you mean? It has nothing to do with you anyway, right?"
Zhu Qiyu smiled: "Whatever matter can be cleared up, it has nothing to do with you. You are the most innocent official in the world, right?"
"Someone, bring Pei Hong up."
Pei Lun's expression changed. Pei Hong was his son. He was a member of the Juren family. He was currently studying in the Imperial College and was preparing to participate in this year's Autumn Festival.
"Your Majesty, this matter has nothing to do with family members..."
"You are naive. You have done something wrong and have nothing to do with your family? What a beautiful idea!"
Zhu Qiyu snorted coldly: "You don't admit it, don't you? I want you to delay your eldest son with your own hands!"
"If you still don't recruit me, you still have a second son and a third son!"
"Kill them all and give back to the Pei family of Jianli!"
"I will accompany you to kill here today!"
"Kill until you tell the truth!"
Zhu Qiyu acted rogue directly.
Pei Lun shook his head desperately: "Your Majesty, you have to surrender and fight to make a move. This is a surrender to fight and make a move!"
"Isn't that how you forced Wang Yue?"
Zhu Qiyu smiled strangely: "Don't explain, I don't have time to listen to your nonsense! Give him the sword and let him kill!"
Pei Hong was tied up and brought to the main hall and placed at Pei Lun's feet.
Pei Lun looked at his son and then at the knife on the ground.
He can't do it.
"Your Majesty is a wise king, how can you defeat him?" Pei Lun cried loudly.
He wished he could just cry to death.
"Pei Lun is reluctant to let go of Ling Chi's own son. Come, untie Pei Hong and let him Ling Chi's father."
Zhu Qiyu's eyes flickered.
Yes, I am taking revenge!
Aren’t you thinking about the Supreme Emperor? Didn’t you write to me several times to scold me?
Well, this is your fate!
"Your Majesty, it is unjust to be born late!" Pei Hong cried even harder.
"Noisy!"
Zhu Qiyu called his name: "Cheng Xin, do it."
Cheng Xin's face turned pale, you still won't let me go!
"Deaf? Do you need me to say it again?" Zhu Qiyu's eyes were cold.
Cheng Xin picked up the knife tremblingly.
He doesn't know how to kill.
But Pei Lun was a sinner, so killing him would be a good way to clean himself up.
When Pei Lun saw Cheng Xin picking up the knife, he immediately exclaimed: "I've done it! I've done it!"
Cheng Xin twisted his eyes.
I just wanted to use your life to clear myself, and you did it?
Are you specifically going against me?
Cheng Xin slashed his back with a knife and pulled hard, drawing blood.
He placed the blade horizontally again, pulled it hard, and made a cross on the back of Pei Lun's knife.
"Ahhh!"
Pei Lun's screams came from Fengtian Hall.
Zhu Qiyu liked to watch dogs bite dogs, especially the lackeys of King Mobei, biting each other.
"Old minister, don't, don't...ah!" Pei Lun screamed.
Anyway, the emperor didn’t stop.
Cheng Xin wouldn't stop, swiping back and forth, leaving wounds all over his body, dripping with blood, on his already tattered official robe.
His son Pei Hong was dumbfounded.
This is the Fengtian Palace that scholars all over the world long for, but is it like this?
It’s simply a place of execution!
The key point is that it was his own father who was being punished. As the son of the Chief Envoy, he cried and was frightened and could not even beg for mercy.
"alright."
Zhu Qiyu waved his hand and asked Cheng Xin to step back.
Cheng Xin knelt on the ground, holding the bloody blade in his hands and returning it to the guard.
"Pei Lun, tell me."
"Yes, it's Kong Chengzhen, it's Kong Chengzhen!"
Pei Lun didn't dare to hide anything anymore. Only when the sword was applied to his body did he know the pain.
He also wanted to carry it, but the problem was that even if Cheng Xin cut him all over, he wouldn't die.
Originally, he was not in good health, so he thought that after all this trouble, he would die. He died in the Fengtian Palace. No matter how disgusted the emperor was, he had to give him a posthumous name.
No matter what, I just won’t die.
"Kong Chengzhen colluded with Chen Xun, which caused Shandong's severe floods!"
Pei Lun said it.
Now I don’t even care about my life, I will be satisfied if I can die happily.
"Kong Chengzhen? Send someone to arrest him!"
Zhu Qiyu asked: "Is it just Chen Xun? Who else in the court has connections with Shandong?"
Pei Lun shook his head and said no.
Not honest?
Zhu Qiyu called out: "Cheng Xin."
"Wei Chen is here!"
Cheng Xin took the knife from the guard and pulled it hard on Pei Hong, fearing that he would kill Pei Lun and harm Pei Lun's son.
Pei Lun burst into tears, "We are all members of the Supreme Emperor, why should we be in such a hurry!"
"There is Li Xian!"
Pei Lun didn't dare to hide it anymore.
Sure enough, if Li Xian was not the protector of the Kong family, why would he marry his daughter to Kong Hongxu?
"Send someone to Liaodong to whip Li Xian thirty times!"
Zhu Qiyu did not kill Li Xian directly, which made Li Jie relieved.
Li Xian still has value, but when he is gone, it will be too late.
"Who else?" Zhu Qiyu asked again.
"It's really gone! Even if there is, I don't know about it. The Kong family knows it! You go ask the Kong family!" Pei Lun gave up.
Zhu Qiyu can't kill members of the Kong family.
They are all descendants of saints, does he dare to touch them?
"You know how to push the envelope. You know that I don't dare to touch the Kong family, so you use the Kong family as a shield!"
"oops!"
"You expected it, I don't dare to touch the Kong family!"
"I, the Zhu family, come from a beggar background, and the ancestors of the Kong family are saints. How can I dare to attack the Kong family?"
Zhu Qiyu sighed: "Let's talk about other people, let's not mention the Kong family! I'm afraid of the Kong family! I don't dare to provoke them!"
"Your Majesty, please calm down!" All the officials kowtowed to the ground.
Everyone knew that the emperor was going to be angry.
Is this anger really directed at the Kong family?
"Ah!" Pei Hong screamed, breaking the strange atmosphere in Fengtian Hall.
In order to vent his anger on the emperor, Cheng Xin stabbed Pei Hong.
What does it have to do with me?
Pei Hongda cried out that he was wronged.
But he didn't realize that Zhu Qiyu looked at him with an even colder look: "I ordered you to be the chief envoy of Shanxi, but you colluded with the Kong family. What's wrong? The Kong family is the local emperor of Shandong. Do you, Pei Lun, want to be the true emperor of Shandong? ?”
"Old minister, I would never dare!"
Pei Lun couldn't stop crying: "I want to make some political achievements when I go to Shandong. I have been reading the books of sages since I was a child, and my father personally taught me. I also want to build the world of great harmony in the books of sages!"
"What's wrong! I've gone to Shandong. What else can I do besides collaborating with others?"
"Your Majesty, I am not trying to defend myself, but Shandong Tail is too big to lose, so I don't listen to my advice!"
"In other provinces, there are high-ranking officials and gentry who have become officials, and that's it."
"But Shandong is different. There is the Confucius family and there are bandits. The gentry is in solidarity with the Confucius family. The old minister also wants to reform, but who listens to the old minister?"
Pei Lun burst into tears: "Please, Your Majesty, please give Shandong a bright future!"
This is a smart man!
Knowing that he must die, in order to leave a way for his descendants to survive, he followed the emperor's words and made the emperor happy.
Didn't the emperor say that he did not dare to touch the Kong family?
This time, he brought the accusation to the emperor.
When a prince breaks the law, he is as guilty as the common people. If you, the Kong family, break the law, can you escape legal punishment?
The corners of Zhu Qiyu's lips curled up. As expected of an old bureaucrat, he understood what I meant instantly.
"Tell me, which gentry in Shandong are united with the Confucius family?" Zhu Qiyu asked in a cold voice.
The court was startled.
Suddenly I understood that the emperor’s target was not the Kong family, but the Shandong gentry!
The Kong family's relocation is a foregone conclusion. If they go to Liaodong, they are in the hands of the emperor. They can do whatever they want. As long as it is not made public and a few people are killed secretly, no one will investigate.
The emperor's real target was the gentry of Shandong.
But.
The gentry in the world are just leeks for the court. Although they cannot be harvested in recent years, purging the gentry in a province is nothing more than replacing a group of gentry.
Just replacing it won't solve the problem.
Everyone in the world understands this.
What is the emperor's deeper intention?
Pei Lun, who was in the face of life and death, understood immediately!
To rebuild Shandong, what is missing?
Lack of money and food!
Anyone who gives money and food to the emperor without going bankrupt is a bad gentry and deserves to be killed!
"Your Majesty, I have a list here. Your Majesty, please follow the picture and kill according to the list. No one is innocent. I have conclusive evidence here!"
Pei Lun presented a memorial.
When Feng Xiao presented it, Zhu Qiyu enjoyed unfolding it.
Pei Lun is really a smart man.
No wonder he has been advocating for the Supreme Emperor, because he has long seen through that if I cannot hold this country firmly, I will eventually return to the hands of the Supreme Emperor.
In order to save his life, Pei Lunyan provided conclusive evidence.
In fact, it is an empty memorial!
If you want to write someone's name, just fill it in. As for evidence, the factory guard arrests someone. Do you need evidence?
"Everyone, get up."
Zhu Qiyu's expression softened: "My lords, have you heard what Pei Lun said?"
"Shandong is in such a bad state, why don't I fix it?"
"If we don't rectify it, this Shandong will no longer be my Shandong!"
"Pei Lun, as the chief envoy, colluded with the Shandong gentry and ruined Shandong's officialdom. He was guilty of an unforgivable crime. However, thinking of his meritorious service, he was ordered to become an official. He was appointed to oversee the Pei family and immigrated to Shandong. He was not allowed to leave without an edict. "
Pei Hong's eyes widened. How did his father calm down the emperor's murderous intention?
He was not the only one surprised.
All the officials in the court were shocked. The emperor had never been merciless in killing people, so why did he spare Pei Lun?
At the beginning, the emperor had to kill Pei Lun, and everyone knew the reason.
Pei Lun wrote to His Majesty several times, asking him to return him to the throne of Mobei, and then often wrote poems at home to scold the emperor.
Such people have long been extremely disgusted by the emperor.
He even participated in the assassination of the emperor's favorite young man, Wang Yue.
How could such a person survive?
The reason is on the play chapter on him!
What are the puzzles of the above?
Can the emperor's iron stone heart?
Hu Yan understands a bit. What can satisfy the emperor must be an empty chapter, and let the emperor write the name of the name.
This Pei Lun, Gao Ming.
However, according to the emperor's love for Wang Yue, he must leave Pei Lun's dog life to Wang Yue.
Tonight, the Pei family will come out.
Pei Lun kept his family's life.
The emperor got a generous reputation.
Wang Yue reported his revenge again.
This Pei Lun is really amazing.
Hu Yan found that he was really old and couldn't keep up with young people's thinking.
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