"His Royal Highness the King of Qin has an order."
"Take them all!"
Following Zhu Yunxi's order, Sun Cheng didn't care whether he was the second- or third-rank officer of the third division of Zhejiang Road standing opposite him, or the fourth-rank prefect.
The Jin Yiwei Tiqi under his command were like tigers descending from the mountain, and in an instant they captured the five leaders of Zhejiang Road.
There are five people in Zhejiang Province: the chief envoy, the inspector general, the capital commander, and the prefect of Hangzhou Prefecture.
King Qin Zhu Ping looked at the five people who had been captured, his heart pounding, and he couldn't help but look quietly at his eldest nephew who was approaching him.
Zhu Xi felt bitter in his heart but could not express it.
He knew very well that he was going out of Beijing to fight for this great nephew.
But how could he have imagined that as soon as his nephew landed on the boat, he would arrest all the leaders of Zhejiang Road.
These were all high-ranking officials of the imperial dynasty, and Zhu Ping suddenly felt that he couldn't handle this.
The Zhejiang Provincial officials at the Qiantang River dock were also shocked by the sudden arrest.
The few people who were captured before they even announced their homes looked at the emperor's grandson with shock as he was presented with a large cloak, wearing a robe and saber underneath.
"Emperor Grandson, what did I commit that prompted His Highness to order my arrest?"
"At this time, there was a disaster in Zhejiang. The prince and his grandson took orders to provide disaster relief. Why did they arrest the ministers and others as soon as they came to Qiantang!"
"Are your prince and grandson going to ignore the victims of the disaster in Zhejiang and let the chaos continue to expand and destabilize the southeastern part of the Ming Dynasty?"
Zhu Yunxi snorted coldly, turned sideways and bowed to his second uncle, then turned around and looked at these people.
He said coldly: "His Royal Highness the King of Qin has been ordered by the emperor to supervise the disaster relief work in Zhejiang Province. He is authorized by the imperial power and has full authority to act. Kill first and report later!"
"The Sword Comes"
Cut first and then play.
Zhejiang officials on the dock were shocked.
They looked at the surrounding Jinyiwei who had disembarked from the boat, and then they realized that these people were not here to provide disaster relief. Jinyiwei is a murderer and awe-inspiring civil and military officials all over the world!
At this time, an official from the Zhejiang Provincial Chief Envoy Si Yamen walked out.
He bowed and raised his hand: "I, the Chief Envoy of Zhejiang, participated in the government and asked the prince and grandson. At this time, the imperial court ignored the disaster and took over the chief, inspector and command envoys of Zhejiang. How can the disaster be relieved, and the rebellious people suppressed, the Japanese How can we eliminate the trouble? I would also like to ask the prince and grandson to inform me so that I can make preparations in advance."
What this person said was completely correct, and he was asking questions according to the method that the imperial court has always used to provide disaster relief.
Even Zhu Fang, who came all the way from Yingtian City to Zhejiang to take the blame for the rebellion, couldn't help but want to applaud after hearing this.
You are the one who takes the responsibility!
Zhu Fang strengthened his mind again, which allowed him to continue to keep a calm face and not show his good face in front of these Zhejiang officials.
Zhu Yunxi's face became more and more gloomy: "The national thief is a fool! I, the people of Ming Dynasty, have only experienced disasters and have no way out, but you have become a rioter in your mouth? You have not done enough to relieve the disaster, so you have implicated the innocent people? The money and food of the imperial court are all gone." I've been wasted by these thieves like you!"
The whole Qiantang River wharf was completely silent.
In the cold wind, I don't know who was the first person whose legs became weak and it was difficult to support him. He knelt down on the cold pier with a bang.
Then, everyone knelt down.
Zhu Yunxi's expression was gloomy and cold. What he said was actually serious. Even the imperial court could not stop him during a natural disaster.
But he needs to set the tone for today’s Zhejiang Road.
The characterization at this time is all preparation for reforming Zhejiang Road after disaster relief.
The two chief envoys of Zhejiang Province who were captured by the Jinyi Guards were forced to kneel on the ground with knives.
His face was filled with excitement.
"Your Majesty, your great-grandson, it is not because I am incompetent, but because the disaster is sudden. The government has never encountered such a snow disaster.
The people destroyed their homes and houses, and ministers and others also sent out local relief works. However, some gangsters took the opportunity to cause trouble and hid the people in the mountains, forests and ravines. It was really difficult for the government to search for such heavy snow.
However, these gangsters coerced the people, and as rioters, they have been waiting for opportunities to move, destroying dozens of villages and isolated cities, looting and killing. Please also invite the prince and grandson Mingxiao. "
What they said makes sense.
Zhu Yunxi also understands these principles, but he does not intend to reason with Zhejiang officialdom this time.
Reform cannot be achieved by reasoning or being righteous.
The group of benevolent, righteous and moral gentlemen in the former Song Dynasty worked hard for hundreds of years and still failed to complete it, which is enough to explain.
He took two steps forward and stared coldly at the Zhejiang Chief Minister who was kneeling on the ground and explaining.
"When Uncle Wang came, he heard that Zhejiang officials were killing victims wantonly. Uncle Wang was about to faint several times and was so sad!"
"If you fail to provide disaster relief in Zhejiang, you will blame God and the victims. You don't think about how to provide relief and appease the people. You only know how to fight and suppress."
"From today on, whoever dares to kill the victims indiscriminately will have his life taken for Uncle Wang!"
This king doesn’t have it!
This king is not!
Zhu Ming stood in the cold wind. He had just stepped onto the dock and suddenly wanted to return to Yingtian City, even if he had to stay in the Ancestral Temple forever to copy scriptures.
"Great grandson..."
The chief envoy of Zhejiang Province raised his head in shock, his eyes full of fear.
Zhu Yunxi shouted coldly: "Uncle Wang has been sitting on the border of Qin Dynasty for many years, and he is not afraid of killing people!"
After finishing speaking, Zhu Yunxi waved his hand.
Sun Chengli immediately ordered people to escort the five captured people to Hangzhou Fucheng.
In the cold wind, Zhu Xi was stunned for a while.
The other Zhejiang officials who watched the chief envoy, the inspector general, the capital commander, and the Hangzhou prefect being taken away were also frightened and at a loss as to what would happen next on the Zhejiang road.
The banquet originally prepared for the imperial envoys was not used.
Everyone followed the King of Qin and the Emperor's Grandson, all the way back to Hangzhou Fucheng, and entered the lobby of the Zhejiang Province Chief Envoy Si Yamen.
Everyone arrived at the Chief Envoy Si Yamen.
The five people who were in charge of the entire Zhejiang Province arrested by the Jin Yiwei were also sent to the prison behind the Yamen.
The officials of Zhejiang Province were lined up on both sides of the hall according to their official ranks. Their eyes were nervous and uneasy as they secretly looked at the King of Qin and the Emperor's Grandson above who seemed to be refusing.
Zhu Yunxi held his second uncle Zhu Xi's arm and whispered: "You are in charge of the imperial envoy, and you are also an elder. My nephew does not dare to mess with the rules. You should sit on this throne."
Zhu Xi felt really regretful at this time. He glanced at the chair quietly placed in front of him and felt that his butt would definitely be hot when it fell on it.
He turned sideways, with his back to the officials present, and whispered: "If you want to take someone, tell me first. As soon as you come to Zhejiang, the chief officer of the Third Division will take it?"
The King of Qin of the Ming Dynasty, who was in charge of the border area, was the Qin vassal, and commanded soldiers and horses to guard the border. His heart was full of bitterness.
Zhu Yunxi chuckled: "Let them get into chaos first so that my second uncle can lay out the plan, right?"
When Zhu Xi saw that he had asked a question, his great nephew replied, smiling bitterly and speechlessly.
He waved his hand, looking a little helpless.
But after turning around, he already had the majestic demeanor of the Ming and Qin vassals.
Zhu Ming sat firmly on the main seat in the hall, and glanced at the officials standing there with cold eyes.
"You guys, you know the crime!"
