After visiting Hai Rui in the Prison of the Ministry of Punishment, Zhu Zaijing came to the Jinyiwei Prison.
During the day, he ordered all the charlatans and magicians in the palace to be locked up here.
In the eyes of all the officials, His Majesty the Emperor is clearing away the bad governance of the previous dynasty, upholding the principles of the dynasty, and making the new emperor behave like a wise king! But in Zhu Zaijing's eyes, these Taoist priests and alchemists were of great use.
After a while, Feng Bao was on the right and Zhu Xizhong was on the left, supporting Zhu Zaijing into the imperial prison.
In the row of cells in front of you are the Taoist and alchemists who were favored by the Jiajing Dynasty.
Now they were all bruised and bruised under the service of Jin Yiwei, and they were all lying on the ground wailing.
After Zhu Xizhong went to court, he asked His Majesty the Emperor how to treat these people. The instruction he received was: beat them first and then talk!
Immediately, Jin Yiwei began to show off his special skills and used eighteen kinds of martial arts to let these alchemists experience a VIP service that covered them from head to toe.
"Wang Jin, Liu Wenbin!" Zhu Zaijing's deep voice echoed in the prison.
Two people among the group of people lying around raised their heads with difficulty.
"That lord?"
"Your Majesty is here, why don't you salute quickly!" Feng Bao roared.
The two were stunned for a moment, exchanged glances with each other, rubbed their eyes and looked again. Yes, the person sitting on the chair in front of them was the former King Yu, now the Holy Emperor.
"Everyone, get up! Everyone, get up! The Emperor is here!"
They immediately got up and began urging the people lying on the ground.
When everyone heard that the emperor was coming, they stood up one after another, and then knelt down again.
"The common people are waiting to see your Majesty! Long live your Majesty! Long live your Majesty!"
"Wang Jin, Liu Wenbin!"
"The grass people are here!"
Zhu Zaijing waved his hand to Zhu Xizhong, "Pull them two out."
"yes!"
Two Jinyi guards came forward and took the two people out of the cell by their necks like chickens.
The two of them were trembling with fear.
"So many elixirs that the late emperor took were all made by you, right?"
"Hui...Hui...Your Majesty, it was...we...refined it."
Jiajing was obsessed with cultivating immortals and summoned many Taoist and alchemists from among the people, asking them to practice with him and refine elixirs in order to achieve immortality.
When Jiajing was still the prince of the vassal, his parents were followers of Taoism, because he was also influenced by Taoist beliefs since he was a child.
After becoming the emperor, he spent millions of taels to build the palace, which was the place where he practiced cultivation. He also gave generous rewards to Taoist and alchemists, often giving tens of thousands of taels of silver.
But at the same time, the Great Guanzhong Earthquake of that year allocated 40,000 taels. The historical records of the great famine in Liaodong that had not happened in a century recorded that people were eating each other, and the court allocated 60,000 taels.
But Jiajing himself spent hundreds of thousands, even millions.
Before Zhu Zaijing traveled through time, he was very curious. Jiajing could live to 60 years old after taking so many poisonous elixirs. How long would he have lived if he had not taken those things?
But after traveling through time, he thought Jiajing had lived a long time.
If Jiajing lived to be 70-80 years old without taking elixirs, the Ming Dynasty might be gone in less than 200 years.
Jiajing and Li Longji are the same. If he died 20 years early, he must be a good wise king and the master of ZTE.
"I heard that these pills contain a lot of toxins, do you know?"
“Grass people…Grass people…we…”
"Then you know it!"
Wang Jin and Liu Wenbin no longer dared to speak, they buried their heads and shivered.
Yes, those pills contain various chemical elements, heavy metals, and even the menstrual blood of palace ladies!
Jiajing was assassinated and strangled by the palace ladies because these palace ladies couldn't bear to donate menstrual blood to the emperor to make elixirs.
Any normal person would know at a glance that this elixir should not be taken, right?
As for Wang Jin who made alchemy, Liu Wenbin knew even more that he couldn't eat this thing.
Although they would eat one or two for fun when practicing in front of Jiajing, they would not eat it even if they were beaten to death in private.
Zhu Zaijing touched his chin, "Then, can I think that the late emperor died young because of your elixir?"
Hearing this, Wang Jin and Liu Wenbin raised their heads in horror.
"Your Majesty, we..."
"Your Majesty, we cannot disobey the emperor's orders. Your Majesty wants us to refine elixirs. We dare not not do it!"
Yo ho!
Typical whoever is not here takes the blame!
Look, the dead emperor can also take the blame!
"I will put your explanation in front of all the officials. Do you think they will believe it?"
"They have long disliked you, and now each one of them has written a letter asking me to execute you!"
The two looked at each other.
Damn civil servants!
Labor and capital only deceive the emperor to make money. That’s because labor and capital are capable. Are we provoking you?
"It's hard for me to handle it now. All the officials want you dead, and since I'm new to the throne, I have to follow..."
Zhu Zaijing lowered his head and sighed softly.
"Your Majesty, spare your life! Your Majesty, spare your life!"
From what they heard, it turns out that His Majesty doesn't really want to kill us, so we can still fight for the dog's life!
"Your Majesty, please spare your life! The common people are willing to do anything for Your Majesty, Your Majesty!"
"Yes, yes, your Majesty may give you orders. We can do anything for you!"
Zhu Zaijing suddenly raised his head and smiled evilly.
"Is this true?"
"We will go up to the sword and go down to the sea of fire for His Majesty, no matter what!"
Zhu Zaijing waved his hand, signaling Feng Bao and the others to step back.
Feng Bao and Zhu Xizhong retreated ten steps away and waited.
Zhu Zaijing lowered his head, approached Wang and Liu who were kneeling, and lowered his voice.
"I want you to make elixirs!"
Wang Liu looked up at the emperor in disbelief, then remembered that this was treason, and immediately turned his attention to the emperor's boots.
"Your Majesty... is it... true?" Wang Jin asked.
Zhu Zaijing nodded.
"But it's not the kind of elixir you used to make."
"It's about taking a pill that is addictive and harmful to the body. Can it be made?"
Wang and Liu looked at each other.
Thinking back to my past experience in alchemy, there was no such elixir.
"Your Majesty, Taoist elixirs are all refined to become immortals or to prolong life. May I ask, Your Majesty, what is the use of such addictive elixirs?"
"Don't worry about the purpose, just tell me whether it can be refined?"
Wang and Liu realized that this was their chance to survive and immediately agreed.
"The grassroots can make it!"
Zhu Zaijing nodded with satisfaction.
"I will give you some requirements. First, it must be addictive. It is best that you can't stop after eating it once! You can even sell your children and daughters and bankrupt your family just to take this elixir!"
"Secondly, after eating these elixirs, you will feel as if you are a fairy, delirious, and feel as happy as if you are in heaven. You need to have this kind of psychedelic effect, you know?"
"understand!"
Zhu Zaijing raised his head and looked at the two people on the ground indifferently. Dark shadows under the dim light shrouded the backs of the kneeling Wang and Liu.
"Attention, this is your chance to survive. If you can't refine it, I will kill your entire clan!"
"Refining poisonous elixirs and causing the emperor's death is enough for you to punish the nine tribes!"
