"My concubine Bu Mu Butai respectfully wishes the Emperor of Heaven to be blessed. Long live my emperor, long live, long live..."
In the Yunlong Mountain Palace, Bu Mu Butai, who had already changed into the imperial attire of the Ming Dynasty's wife, finally met Fulin's new Ama Zhu Cihong.
Zhu Cixiang looked at the aunt who was kowtowing to him, and then looked at Zu Dashou, Guang Shiheng, and Luo Yangxing who were standing aside.
The three people nodded in succession, this is the aunt herself... she is the real aunt, we can prove it!
"Raise your head!" Zhu Cixiang smiled.
Auntie has learned Chinese in the past few years and can understand a little bit and speak it. She quickly raised her head and straightened her chest, looking at the Emperor of Heaven on the throne. Suddenly, she saw a familiar girl beside the throne - she looked a bit like Dongguo Princess!
"Dongzhu, is she Bumubutai?" Zhu Cixiang asked Jin Dongzhu with a smile.
Jin Dongzhu nodded lightly: "Yes, she is Fulin's mother and my stepmother."
"Hahaha, that's one of our own!" Zhu Cixiang smiled, "Give me a seat!"
Bumbutai also recognized that Jin Dongzhu was Dongguo Gege. After losing his virginity, he asked: "Dongguo, is it you? Haven't you already..."
She spoke in Mongolian, and Jin Dongzhu also replied in Mongolian: "Yes! Your Majesty knew that the two dynasties would be enemies of life and death, and was afraid that it would be difficult for me to live in the middle, so he ordered me to live in the name of Jin Dongzhu. "
Yeah? Bumubut said heartily: It was obviously to deceive that dead girl Ajige, right?
Jin Dongzhu added: "Now His Majesty favors Ajige and I, so E Niang can rest assured that even if brother Fulin rebels in Beijing, you can rest assured that you will retire in Nanjing and will never end up like Fan Wencheng."
Zhu Cixiang is very reasonable and he also emphasizes the rule of law. Although Bumubutai is not a good person, she is not worthy of the crime of losing her head... Her crime is nothing more than giving birth to a stupid son for Huang Taiji.
"What's wrong with Fan Wencheng?" the aunt asked.
Jin Dongzhu said: "He committed the six major crimes of treason, aiding the captors, courting the enemy, betraying the alliance, plundering, and massacre. He was sentenced to six lingchi by Ji Kun, the Minister of Dali Temple... He was sentenced to six thousand knives!"
"Six thousand kills? How to kill him?" Bumbutai took a deep breath and thought to himself: Isn't this guy named Ji too cruel? Living King of Hell!
Jin Dongzhu said: "Fortunately, His Majesty was kind-hearted and spared him three thousand swords. Now he only kills three thousand swords..."
Is three thousand dollars a small amount? Bumubu said sincerely: If you really want to be kind, you should cut him into pieces!
Jin Dongzhu's words of comfort to Bumbutai were translated to Emperor Zhu by a knowledgeable person who could understand Mongolian. Emperor Zhu felt a little ashamed when he heard Jin Dongzhu say that he was kind-hearted. In fact, it was not that he was kind-hearted, but that Fan Wencheng fell in love with a good woman. When Kong Sizhen heard that Fan Wencheng wanted to kill him with 6,000 knives, he came to Emperor Zhu to plead for mercy, saying that he would take 3,000 knives for her husband... Emperor Zhu saw that they were deeply in love as husband and wife, so of course he agreed.
So the three thousand swords must be cut on Kong Sizhen! It must be cut. The laws of the Ming Dynasty are like mountains! But Zhu Cixiang had the final say where to cut it. Kong Sizhen was no longer a slave in the palace and belonged to Zhu Cixiang, so Zhu Cixiang planned to cut off Kong Sizhen's hair, one by one... It's like this with a wife, model essay Cheng Ye should die without regrets!
"Bumu Butai," Zhu Cixiang saw that Bumu Butai's face was a little ugly, so he added with a smile, "Don't be afraid, you and I are a family, and I will always take care of you. Even if my prince Fulin turns against you, , you will not be implicated. And after I catch Fulin, I will not let anyone cut his flesh... I will not kill him, but let him become a rich man."
What a great gift from the Emperor!
Bumbutai couldn't believe his ears... Emperor Zhu was too talkative, right? Even if Fulin is caught rebelling, he won't be beheaded? This thing doesn’t sound right! Are you lying to me?
Zhu Cixiang just smiled: "Bumu Butai, just write a letter and tell Fulin what I said. I always do what I say!"
This is encouraging Jin Fulin to rebel!
Because Zhu Cixiang already knows that Fulin is a good opponent to improve his record! And just yesterday, Zhu Cihong had received a report from Li Chengdong, the commander-in-chief of Liaodong, saying that Duduo sent an envoy to Jinzhou to propose peace to the Ming Dynasty and expressed his willingness to surrender to the Ming Dynasty.
It seems that Aixinjueluo Duduo will be "Jin Duoduo" soon...
Now that "Jin Duoduo" has knelt down, the rebellious Jin Fulin is a good opponent for Emperor Zhu to establish his prestige! Not only can we establish our authority in the north, but we can also establish our authority in the Mongolian grasslands.
"Jin Duoduo" is kneeling down, why don't you Mongolian Khans kneel down quickly? If you dare not to kneel down, there is Jin Duoduo to the east, Junggar to the west, and a king from the Ming Dynasty to the south. With three sides sandwiched between you, you all have to go jump into Lake Baikal!
Therefore, once Jin Fulin rebels, Zhu Cihong will order the Mongolian tribes to send troops to help!
Auntie doesn’t know what Emperor Zhu is thinking, but she still has to thank him! No matter how much people spare Jin Fulin to die - this is still a good Amma!
Zhu Cixiang looked at "the child and his mother" and said with a smile: "It's almost time, let's go watch Fan Wencheng cut his flesh together... This is a public execution, and many people came from Shandong and Jiangbei to watch it. , it’s so lively!”
The aunt trembled when she heard this...cut the flesh! How painful!
...
The execution ground where Fan Wencheng was killed is located in the south of Xuzhou City. It is a large open space and is now crowded with people. There are always tens of thousands of people who hear the news and come to watch.
In order to allow everyone to see clearly, the Jin Yiwei who was responsible for killing people specially built a high platform and placed Fan Wencheng on it to kill him. Of course, this high platform was not prepared for Fan Wencheng alone. There were a lot of people waiting behind him. They come up one by one to get stabbed!
Now those who were about to be stabbed, and those who were waiting in line to be stabbed, were already on the high platform, kneeling in a row, all tied up. The worst offender was of course Fan Wencheng, who was stripped naked and tied up while everyone else was still clothed and tied up, and his white flesh was exposed, waiting to be stabbed. At this point, of course the man was paralyzed with fear and couldn't even kneel down, so he had to be supported by two guards in royal robes.
His good wife Kong Sizhen was also there, but she was much braver than him. She was feeding him his last lunch and comforting him at the same time.
"Master, what are you afraid of? You are a man, what's wrong with being stabbed three thousand times?"
A thousand cuts! Fan Wencheng glared at Kong Sizhen and said in his heart: The most poisonous woman's heart! You are more vicious than your father, Kong Youde. When we get to the bottom, I will definitely ask Kong Youde how he taught his daughter!
Kong Sizhen said: "I am a weak woman, I have to bear three thousand swords for you, and you don't even frown when I am cutting you! Don't be afraid, just be patient and it will be over!"
She had been stabbed three thousand times - her long hair was cut into ear-length hair!
Fan Wencheng looked at Kong Sizhen's hair and thought: You are just cutting it! I was cutting meat, can it be the same? It's all because of you that I'm like this now!
Thinking of this, Fan Wencheng was about to curse, but as soon as he opened his mouth, Kong Sizhen had already stuffed a steamed bun into it. Seeing the opportunity, the guard in Jinyi beside him stuffed the gag rag and tied it with a rope. Now Fan Wencheng couldn't even scold him, so he could only wait to be stabbed. It looks miserable!
Seeing Fan Wencheng's tragic situation, all the traitors who were queuing up to be stabbed began to cry and beg. Their sins were no less than Fan Wencheng's. No one could escape this murder of a thousand swords!
Emperor Zhu and Bumu Butai were standing side by side on the tower opposite the execution ground, looking through binoculars. When they saw the executioner going up with a knife to cut, Zhu Cihong put down the telescope and said to Bumu Butai with a smile: "Go back." Madam Ming, I know that Fulin has no way to subdue the Mongols. If Fulin is willing to withdraw from the vassal and go south, it will be the best for you and Fulin himself. By then he will be the hereditary and irreplaceable iron king, and I will never Break your promise... Just tell him what I mean!"
While Emperor Zhu was speaking, Fan Wencheng had already started to get stabbed! Bumbutai saw the bright knife cutting with his own eyes. His heart twitched, his hands shook, and he didn't even grab the telescope, and fell directly to the bottom of the tower...
