"Mao Xiang." Zhu Su looked unkind and did not ask Mao Xiang to stand up. He said bluntly: "I want to pick up those prisoners."
"..." Mao Xiang's expression moved slightly, but his kneeling body made no move at all. He still replied in a respectful tone: "... Your Highness, Fifth Prince, please forgive me. The date set by His Majesty's imperial edict is today. . Now within one day, I, the Jin Yiwei, still have the right to interrogate..."
"...Have you thought about it clearly? Do you really want to continue to take advantage of the imperial edict?" Zhu Su's voice became even colder. "Mao Xiang, I know your intention."
"The reason why an eagle dog is an eagle dog is naturally to catch more prey first."
"But have you ever thought about the unpredictable nature of heaven's will? Naturally, if my father wants to let them go, he will have his own considerations. If you succeed in defeating them, Jin Yiwei's credit record will be thicker, but isn't he overstepping his authority and violating his father's plan? "
"Fourth brother was ordered to build a public trial on South Street, and finally restored some reputation for the Jinyiwei. As a commander, you tortured, hoping to expand the results... Is this the father's original intention?"
"A knife with a mind of its own...will you still take advantage of it?"
After saying these words, Mao Xiang was sweating profusely and trembling. "Jin...Jin Yiwei is the emperor's personal army, so naturally we don't dare to misinterpret His Majesty's intentions."
"It's just that among the criminals, there may be people whose crimes have not yet been discovered..."
At this point, he secretly glanced at Zhu Su, only to see Zhu Su staring at him coldly, as if he was glaring at a dead person. He felt a sudden shock in his heart, and finally did not dare to continue to quibble. "But His Highness has an order, and I dare not refuse it."
"I would like to ask you, young lord, for a moment. I will hand over those criminals whose crimes are relatively minor to your highness."
Zhu Su snorted coldly, not bothering to think about the sharpness of Mao Xiang's last words. The self-appointed royal guards followed the royal guards to take over the mediocre officials who had committed crimes. After a while, dozens of officials with bloody flesh were escorted out. When they saw Zhu Su, who was wearing royal robes, many of them cried with joy, feeling as if they had seen the light of day again.
"The guilty minister is innocent, thank you for your life-saving grace!" The prisoners burst into tears of gratitude and reluctantly paid homage to Zhu Su with their support.
Zhu Su frowned. He didn't have much fondness for these mediocre officials, and naturally he had no intention of treating them as virtuous corporals. They were just shocked by Mao Xiang's ruthlessness. Looking at their appearance, they were afraid that they had suffered a lot of torture overnight. He glared at Mao Xiang, who had his hands hanging by his side, and said to the prisoners: "You don't have to thank me. If you want to thank me, just thank my father for his great grace, which spared you from the death penalty."
"However, the death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped. You are a mediocre official and sit back and watch the empty seal cause harm. You are still responsible for not knowing things and being the accomplices of the tiger."
"You and your family will be arranged in the palace in a few days. Either Yunnan or Liaodong, for the sake of the Ming Dynasty."
"Being diligent and being a good citizen is a good way out."
Hearing what Zhu Su said, the prisoners' faces were full of sadness. Even if there were one or two who wanted to defend themselves, they were persuaded by others.
Zhu Su nodded, these people can generally understand the general situation.
Anyone who is an official is bound to a common people, and it is a crime to be incompetent. It may be an opportunity for them to endure suffering at this time. It is not impossible to break through the shackles and be reborn in Nirvana.
If that happens, those criminals who successfully emerged from Yunnan and Liaodong will be considered to have passed the test and can move outside the territory to civilize the barbarians.
When the time comes, the sky will be high and the sea will be wide enough for them to roam. In the future, he may be able to gain a position as a highly respected minister outside the region, be granted the title of a marquis and become a prime minister, and establish a great cause that will be admired by future generations.
Fang Xiaoru's father Fang Keqin was also among them. As a civil servant with a high official reputation, Fang Keqin's body had obviously twice as many scars as the others. Now he had fainted and was being held on the left and right by two Jinyi guards. Brought out. Fang Xiaoru hurried forward to check on her biological father, and was relieved when she found that he was indeed unconscious. But the resentment towards Jin Yiwei was already superficial.
"Let's go. I will place you in the imperial village outside the city first. When the time comes, officials from the Ministry of Punishment will come to hand over to me." Zhu Su frowned and said nothing. After explaining to the prisoners, he Gu Zi left. He no longer paid attention to Mao Xiang's voice of "congratulations" behind him.
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In the imperial palace, Fang Xiaoru settled his father and came to Zhu Su. The scars on his father's body made him burst into tears of distress. "Your Highness, Jin Yiwei is abusing lynching in an attempt to subdue him."
"This is against the rules of heaven and earth! Mao Xiang, the commander of the Jinyi Guards, looks loyal and treacherous, and has the look of an eagle watching a wolf!"
"The student wants to report to His Majesty and impeach the royal guards! Master, please give me permission!" After saying that, he knelt down and kowtowed to Zhu Su several times.
This guy really has no political intelligence. Zhu Su rubbed his brows with a headache. "Zheng Shili's move to the throne caused an uproar in the court. Now that it's finally resolved, do you want to move to the throne again?"
"What? You scholars are taking exams one after another. Are you trying to teach your father how to become emperor?"
"Or do you want to be like Zheng Shili, trying to use the public opinion of scholars to coerce the Ming Emperor?"
"But Jinyiwei is indeed domineering! Your Majesty, a wise king, will definitely be able to accept advice and advice..." Fang Xiaoru remained stubborn.
Zhu Su sighed deeply. "The Lord of Saints... What is the Lord of Saints?"
"Just like the emperor of the Song Dynasty, he listened to you literati and acted as a puppet for the literati, so he became a sage and wise king? If the father is unwilling to punish the imperial guards, will you, Fang Xiaoru, still want to stir up public opinion in the scholarly community? Is your father a foolish king?"
"Fang Xizhi, times have changed. If you dare to go to court, not only will you die, but you may also implicate your respected father who finally saved his life, and you will also have to pay for it with his life!"
"In the future, please don't talk about this matter again. Do your best to do what you are doing. You must not get involved in the political affairs of the DPRK and China."
"...Yes." Fang Xiaoru looked disappointed and retreated. Zhu Su also felt that there was a feeling of anger in his chest that could not be released. What Mao Xiang did had indeed trampled on a certain bottom line of the law. I think it was because Zhu Di led a part of the Jinyiwei to achieve great achievements, so he, the commander of the Jinyiwei, was not willing to lag behind, and he was holding back his thoughts and wanted to make a big move.
Although he also disliked Mao Xiang, Zhu Su did not think that he could persuade Lao Zhu to depose Mao Xiang. Mao Xiang is now an unparalleled sharp sword in the hands of Lao Zhu. He persuades the emperor to throw away the sharp sword, even if he is a parent and son, he still has a grudge. If someone else tried to persuade him, he would probably be beheaded by Lao Zhu if he turned around.
Emperor Hongwu was not Emperor Chongzhen, and he would never do anything that would invalidate his martial arts.
"Forget it. Let's see if he builds a tall building. One day the building will collapse."
Zhu Su comforted himself, then put Mao Xiang's matter behind him, summoned the royal palace's carriage and horses, and headed back to Tianfu.
(End of chapter)
