The more Lao Zhu thought about it, the angrier he became: What makes us most angry is that Daotong actually lied to us and caused us to kill another honest and good official.
We believed the slander and killed Wei Guan unjustly. As a result, the people of Suzhou rioted.
Countless officials have failed to erase those negative consequences.
It was Lao Twelve who went there and thought of so many ways to alleviate the boiling public resentment.
Zhu Liangzu, this bastard, the brother who should be on the same side as us, actually stabbed us in the back and made us make the same mistake again.
After being manipulated by him, our hard work for more than ten years was in vain, and we became a coward and a tyrant at the same time!
This is unbearable! !
The most important thing is that we can only suffer the loss of silence on this matter and cannot say it in court.
Because looking back now, we did do it a bit hastily in killing Daotong.
Biao'er also tried to persuade us, but we didn't listen. Now the deal is done and there's no point in regretting it.
Zhu Liangzu kowtowed: "I beg the Emperor to atone for my sins. I was confused for a moment and will never dare to do it again in the future."
Lao Zhu sneered: "You said others were Hu Party members, but you yourself colluded with Hu Weiyong to stop Dao Tong and the local magistrate from impeaching you. Tell me, should we kill you?"
Zhu Liangzu's face turned pale, and with trembling hands he took out the iron coupon for the death-preventing elixir: "Your Majesty, I beg you, for the sake of my bloody battles these years, please spare me."
Lao Zhu nodded: "Yes, you have military merit. We all remember what you did for us."
Zhu Liangzu secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Lao Zhu added: "But, you have committed three capital crimes of deceiving the emperor, treason and contempt of imperial power at the same time. Which one of the capital crimes are you going to use this ironclad ticket to avoid?!"
Zhu Liangzu's face turned pale and he sat slumped on his legs.
He suddenly understood: Lao Zhu must kill him this time.
The reason why he was called to respond to the sky was because his contribution was so great that all the important officials in the dynasty were his brothers.
If I don't explain this matter clearly in front of these old brothers, these people will say that Lao Zhu "kills the donkey by tearing down the mill and destroying the bridge by crossing the river."
Besides, Guangzhou is his world and it is not easy for Lao Zhu to manipulate him.
He glanced at Zhu Xian, who was almost fainting from fright, and kowtowed to Old Zhu: "Your Majesty, please, for the sake of our friendship over the years, please spare Wei Chen's son. Wei Chen This is an only son. Please don’t let me lose my incense."
Lao Zhu said calmly: "You know us. We always eliminate the root causes without leaving any future troubles. Don't you like to whip fellow Taoists? Today, we will let you taste the feeling of being whipped."
Zhu Liangzu suddenly realized why Lao Zhu asked his father and son to come together.
He cried: "Your Majesty, please spare the dog. This humble minister deserves death."
Lao Zhu said: "Zhu Liangzu, Zhu Xian deceived the emperor and neglected his superiors. He harmed the people and colluded with the party. He will be whipped in court and will not stop until I tell him to stop."
The pro-military captain came up, dragged Zhu Liang's grandfather down, tied him to a pillar at the door, and started beating him with a leather whip.
The pro-military captains were all trained in martial arts, and they used strong force. When the whip was brought down, the flesh and blood were picked up and splashed everywhere.
After a few whips, Zhu Xian's eyes were already blown out.
But people are always awake, so it becomes more painful.
The screams continued, and the smell of blood mixed with the smell of incontinent feces and urine spread throughout the hall.
After fighting for a quarter of an hour, the two men passed out and became silent.
Only the muffled "puff" sound of the whip hitting the flesh echoed in the court hall.
"Plop!"
There was a civil servant who couldn't bear such a bloody scene and fainted on the ground.
The other standing civil servants were no better.
The military attachés all stood with their eyes lowered, looking at their noses and hearts.
When the old man was executed in this way, they would inevitably feel sad.
This is not as satisfying as a knife.
Lao Zhu deliberately tortured Zhu Liangzu to vent his regret and anger.
At the same time, the execution time was also extended so that others would remember it deeply.
Killing the chicken scares the monkey. The more painful the chicken is, the more scared the monkey will be.
After beating for another half an hour, three groups of executioners were changed. Zhu Liangzu and the others were reduced to meat. Lao Zhucai said: "Listen. See if he is dead."
In fact, looking at them like that, let alone their bodies, even their souls have been scattered.
The pro-military captain stopped, went up and touched their noses, and reported back: "They are dead."
Lao Zhu nodded: "Although he made a mistake, his contribution to us cannot be erased, so he will still be buried with marquis rites."
Someone lowered his head, with a barely visible sneer emerging from the corner of his mouth: Lao Zhu, you are so hypocritical.
People were beaten to death by you. Even if you bury him with the emperor's etiquette, it's useless! !
Lao Zhu said: "Zhao Yong, you made great achievements in conquering bandits in Guangdong a while ago. Since they have all gone there, you can go and defend Guangdong for us."
Zhao Yong hurriedly stepped out of the queue and saluted: "Yes."
Lao Zhu said: "You have also seen Zhu Liangzu's fate. We hope you will not follow in their footsteps."
Zhu Liangzu will die anyway, so he will make his last contribution to us and give a good warning to the military attachés who are outside now.
We think this dose of medicine is quite strong, but I don’t know if these bastards will take it?
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Lao Zhu returned to his palace after reading the memorial at night. When he walked near the garden, he heard someone calling him.
"Junghachi. Junghachi!"
Damn it, that person who is not afraid of death dares to call us that.
Lao Zhu's head buzzed, and when he turned around, he saw a shadowy figure standing in the corner.
"Catch this audacious bastard."
Lao Zhu pointed at the shadow and said to Erhu.
Erhu asked: "What did the emperor say? Where is the person?"
Lao Zhu blinked and the person in the corner disappeared.
Suddenly I remembered that the voice seemed to belong to Zhu Liangzu.
During the war, before he changed his name, Zhu Liangzu always called him that.
The image of Zhu Liangzu being beaten to a bloody pulp flashed through his mind.
Lao Zhu counted down with hair all over his body and shivered.
He has never believed in ghosts and gods, but he was really frightened today: Is Zhu Liangzu's ghost still alive?
Zhu Liangzu deserves to die, but we are indeed a little too cruel.
He grabbed Erhu's hand.
Erhu was frightened by Lao Zhu's cold hands.
Lao Zhu is as strong as an ox, and his hands are warm even if he wears a jacket on a snowy day.
Although I am a little older now, it is not cold today.
He asked: "Your Majesty, what's wrong with you?"
Lao Zhu: "Call Lao Twelve."
Erhu looked at the sky: "Your Majesty, the Imperial City is closed at the moment. Opening the door suddenly will cause panic."
Open the palace gate in the middle of the night, unless Lao Zhu is dead and someone is sent out to report the news.
Lao Zhu nodded: "Okay, let's go to Concubine Yang tomorrow morning."
Concubine Yang has a plump figure and is more masculine than the skinny concubines.
Zhu Bai was carried to Qianqing Palace by Lao Zhu early in the morning.
And Zhu Biao is also there.
Zhu Bai was full of suspicion and stood aside with his hands down.
Lao Zhu said: "Twelve. I'm afraid we don't have many days to live."
