‘I’m here to draw my sword!’

The moment these five short words fell into Jiang Bin's ears, his heart trembled.

How could he not understand the meaning, and how could he not understand his own position!

The most rare quality of a qualified and excellent dogleg that can live for a long time is to have self-awareness and know its position in the eyes of its owner, a knife!

With excitement, Jiang Gouzi took a deep breath, looked into Zhu Houzhao's eyes with murderous intent, and then kowtowed fiercely, expressing his loyalty immediately.

"The final general is willing to go through fire and water for His Majesty, and his heart and mind will be ruined!"

From the day he became a dogleg, Jiang Bin claimed to be the last general in front of Zhu Houzhao. There is a profound meaning in this, which is the recognition of military power.

Ji Boying glanced at Jiang Bin for a moment.

This dogleg named Jiang is not a good person either. He burns, kills, loots, and commits all kinds of evil. Cutting him into pieces will be considered a frivolous thing.

But there is a code, the swords in the hands of the emperors of the Ming Dynasty in the past are not very clean, and the final endings are not very good. For example, Mao Xiang, the first Jinyiwei commander who worked for Lao Zhu, was directly sacrificed by Lao Zhu

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Of course, there are exceptions like Lu Bing, who has outstanding abilities but is not arrogant, is humble and self-aware, and is the emperor's savior.

"Master Immortal, the swords are ready, we can return to the capital."

The flame in Zhu Houzhao's eyes ignited fiercely.

‘Immortal Master?’

When the kneeling Jiang Bin heard this title, he subconsciously looked at the sitting Ji Boying.

I was stunned for a moment, before I had time to think, I suddenly realized that the surrounding scene had completely changed.

The attic has disappeared, and a huge palace has appeared instead.

"This, this is...Leopard Palace!"

Jiang Bin's pupils shrank sharply, and he lay on the ground in shock, looking at everything around him in disbelief.

This place is where Jiang Bin fought a tiger to save Zhu Houzhao. It is also where Jiang Bin became rich and prosperous in his life.

"Jiang Bin, you immediately mobilize the royal guards in the imperial city to go to Fengtian Palace."

"In addition, according to my decree, I ordered the twelve regiments of the capital to immediately block the nine gates of the capital. From now on, even a toad in the capital will not be allowed to let me out of the capital."

"Those who violate the rules will be punished immediately."

Before Jiang Bin could react, Zhu Houzhao's murderous voice had already fallen into his ears.

Jiang Gouzi has no time to think about what all this is going on. Jiang Bin only knows that the knife he has sharpened for several years is finally going to kill today.

"My lord, obey the order!"

"Bang" kowtowed on the ground, then Jiang Bin stood up and left quickly, with a surging murderous look on his face.

As long as a person enters the capital, with Jiang Bin's status as the commander of the Jinyi Guards and the admiral of the East Factory, and with the emperor's imperial edict in hand, the capital will go completely sideways.

"Here comes someone."

After Jiang Bin left the palace, Zhu Houzhao shouted.

The eunuchs guarding outside the palace were stunned when they saw Jiang Bin leaving. When did Jiang Bin come to the Leopard Palace?!

Hearing the sound, he was stunned for a moment before he realized what he was doing, and he quickly bowed his body and entered the hall.

"Preach my will and ring the bell."

The eunuch was stunned. Ring the bell? Summon the officials? What is your Majesty doing?

He speculated in his heart, not daring to delay his movements at all, and quickly bowed.

"Follow the decree."

After the eunuch left in a hurry, Zhu Houzhao looked at Ji Boying.

"Master Immortal, will you kill all the courtiers after they arrive?"

To be honest, Zhu Houzhao is still a little uneasy.

After all, he is not Lao Zhu. He is killing his ministers wantonly, and the burden on his heart is still too heavy.

Moreover, the current civil servant group is too clumsy. If we want to clean up all at once, most of the offices in the court will be empty, and political affairs will inevitably be paralyzed.

"This is your business."

Ji Boying did not answer Zhu Houzhao's question directly, and certainly did not intend to answer it.

People need to grow up, especially the emperor.

In terms of imperial power, Zhu Houzhao still hasn't grown up. If it were Jiajing, he would have closed his eyes long ago and told lies: You have all violated the laws of heaven, Taoist ancestors passed down the immortal decree to me, and asked me to kill you.<

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"I understand."

Zhu Houzhao nodded solemnly.

As for who to kill, it is not a difficult task for Zhu Houzhao.

The Emperor Wu Zong thought for a while, then reached out and dug into his clothes. He dug deeper and deeper, which made Ji Boying stunned. If he dug again, he would reach the wrong place.

‘Wouldn’t it be nice to walk around in front of me?’

Just when Ji Boying was thinking about what this guy was doing, Zhu Houzhao finally touched something. With a happy expression on his face, he pulled out a yellowed book that looked like an old account book.

‘I wipe it, it smells so bad.’

Ji Boying took half a step back and frowned.

Zhu Houzhao looked at this book like a treasure. It was the "Prince Ning Bribery Book" he got from Wang Shouren. After opening it, the number one on it was Yang Tinghe, the chief minister of the cabinet.

After all, King Ning Zhu Chenhao wants to accumulate troops, and the main elites are naturally his palace guards. After the repeated reductions of vassals during the Yongle year, the guards of the kings have been reduced to almost the same extent. It would be good to have hundreds of thousands of people to serve as soy sauce.<

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But Zhu Chenhao's bodyguards numbered tens of thousands of people just on the surface.

Where does the authority come from?

Reference answer: approved by the emperor.

Correct answer: Approved by Mr. Yang.

How to cut? What to cut?

Just follow the list in the booklet!

Not long after, the sound of bells and drums rang at the Meridian Gate, spreading throughout the palace city and the imperial city, into the cabinet rooms of Wenyuan Pavilion, and into the yamen on both sides of the Qianbu Corridor.

At this time.

Wenyuan Pavilion, cabinet room.

In the cabinet of the 16th year of Zhengde's reign, Yang Tinghe was the first assistant, Liang Chu was the second assistant, and Jiang Mian and Mao Ji were cabinet ministers.

Although it looks like there are four people, they are all brought in to embody and carry forward Mr. Yang's democratic spirit. Mr. Yang is the only one who really walks the walk.

"Mr. Liang, something's not right. Why is the court bell ringing at this hour?"

Jiang Mian said, his tone paused.

"Could it be that Your Majesty is about to...?"

Jiang Mian stopped talking and his eyes flickered, as if he was talking about something big.

The ones on duty in the cabinet today are Liang Chu and Jiang Mian.

"Mr. Jiang be careful when speaking."

Liang Chu carefully stopped the sound of the bells and drums, which was indeed a signal to summon the officials, and frowned, his expression solemn.

'Your Majesty really can't hold it any longer. This time he suddenly announces the appointment of hundreds of officials to the court, and he must explain his funeral arrangements. I don't know if he will appoint a foreign vassal to succeed him. If he appoints a foreign vassal, will Yang Gong obey the decree or not?

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After thinking about it in his mind, Liang Chu took a deep breath and looked at Jiang Mian who was still sitting.

"You and I pack up and prepare to enter the court."

Almost at the same time.

On both sides of the Qianbu Corridor in the Imperial City, in the office room of the Civil Affairs Bureau, Wang Qiong, the new Secretary of the Civil Affairs Bureau, sat silently on the classroom chair, listening to the melodious bells ringing in his ears, his brows furrowed all the time.
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How could he not know that His Majesty had taken great pains to promote him to the position of Minister of the Ministry of Personnel in the form of a decree just a month ago?

It's a pity that he is powerless.

Although the official is a heavenly official, his term is too short and he cannot accumulate the political capital to confront the cabinet.

"This day has finally come."

Wang Qiong let out a long sigh.

He knew very well that once Emperor Zhengde died, his bad luck would soon come. That Chief Minister Yang would never let him go. At worst, he would behead him and confiscate his home, at worst, he would be exiled.

"That's all, if the soldiers come to block it, if the water comes and the soil comes to cover it, you can't escape what is coming."

‘If I were as open-minded as Yang Ming, I wouldn’t be so worried.’

Smile wryly.

Then Wang Qiong stood up and walked out of his cell resolutely.

The six ministers and nine officials gathered on both sides of the Qianbu Corridor were surprised when the bell rang, and they all had the same idea in their hearts, that is, the emperor was definitely dying, and they were going to summon a group of people. I would like to hold a farewell meeting.

With extremely 'heavy' hearts, these courtiers walked out of their respective cells, either alone or in groups, talking and laughing, and walked towards the Meridian Gate.

Until before the Meridian Gate, this group of people all uniformly put on sad expressions, as if they were possessed by mourning ghosts.

Some even started crying loudly outside the Meridian Gate.

In terms of acting skills, actors are ranked second in the industry, but officials are the well-deserved first.

"Stop howling."

As the Second Assistant to the Cabinet, Liang Chu was annoyed by such howls and couldn't help but drink.

"Mr. Yang."

"Mr. Yang is here!"

At this moment, a voice sounded from the crowd.

Liang Chu, Jiang Mian, and Mao Ji, who had been sleeping today, all heard the news and went out, including Wang Qiong, who had cold eyes in the crowd.

I saw two people walking one behind the other, surrounded by a bunch of officials, seven or eight feet away from the Meridian Gate.

Although the person in front looks old, his steps are as steady as flying. At a glance, his whole body exudes a sense of dignity. This is a unique temperament that can be cultivated by people who have been at the top all year round.

This old man is the chief minister of the current cabinet, Mr. Yang Tinghe, the great scholar of Jinshen Palace.

Immediately behind him was a high-spirited man in his early thirties. This was Yang Tinghe's eldest son, Yang Shen, who had resigned due to illness and was known as a child prodigy.

"The rolling water of the Yangtze River flows eastward, and many things in ancient and modern times are all made up of jokes." This is written by Yang Shen.

Of course, although this literary talent is unparalleled in the world, it has been passed down through the ages and left many masterpieces in later generations.

But there is something really wrong with this vision. After his father Yang Tinghe retired, this guy actually led people to fight against the Jiajing gods. Did he really regard Jiajing as a virtuous man?

Zhu Houcong was not Zhu Houzhao. He distributed this guy to the army without saying a word.

Jiajing: Your father can't even beat me, so why don't you jump like a hammer?

After being exiled, Jiajing asked about Yang Shen's current situation from time to time.

Fortunately, the Jin Yiwei here is not Ji Gang from the Yongle year. Fortunately, thanks to his father's connections, the people above the temple talked about Yang Shen's misfortune in front of the Jiajing Immortal, and the officials below also provided cover for Yang Shen.

Otherwise, Yang Shen would have died so early that no one would be left behind.

"Father, it seems that Your Majesty is really in trouble."

"What if His Majesty suddenly attacks you at the court meeting?"

"You have shown too much talent during this period."

Yang Shen was a little worried. After all, his father's actions during this period were noticed by all the officials and courtiers. He had gone too far. Even if the emperor wanted to change his doctor, he wouldn't give it to him. It was just trying to cover up the obvious.

In fact, Yang Shen had previously advised his father that since the emperor wanted to change doctors, he should simply change them for him.

Anyway, the job of finding a doctor is for the cabinet to do. Find a trustworthy quack, package it up as a miracle doctor, and send it to the palace. The emperor knows what the hell, and maybe he will burp even more under the quack's mess.

Fast.

But Yang Tinghe still refused. It was obvious that he didn't even want to pretend anymore. He was simply too arrogant and almost pretended to be respectful by riding on the emperor's head.

"It doesn't matter."

Yang Tinghe smiled confidently.

"The emperor is his father's student. His nature is clear to his father and nothing can go wrong."

This sentence directly revealed the key to the defeat of Zhengde and his ministers.

It was precisely because Yang Tinghe knew Zhu Houzhao's temperament so well, but Zhu Houzhao had never really known his teacher.

The struggle for power is like a battlefield, where the enemy is hidden and we are clear, and we lose the moment the fight begins.

As soon as Yang Tinghe appeared, the crowd of mourning courtiers who had gathered in front of the Meridian Gate came forward to greet him, crowding Yang Tinghe at the front, and they all tried their best to flatter him.

Because they all know very well that once the emperor dies and has no children, he must choose a close relative of a foreign vassal as the emperor, and the important task of selecting a foreign vassal must be on Yang Tinghe. After the new emperor ascends the throne, he must also add ministers to the throne.

This list of seals was drawn up based on Long Shou Gong Yang Shoufu.

As long as you flatter Yang Shoufu now and make Yang Shoufu comfortable, then promotion and wealth will be just a matter of Yang Shoufu's writing.

Yang Tinghe returned the greeting with a smile, and then led the officials and ministers through the Meridian Gate and walked toward the Inner Wulong Bridge.

This posture is so majestic.

Everyone looked very relaxed.

Until, when they walked through the Neiwulong Bridge and passed the Fengtian Gate.

"Father, why do I feel something is wrong?"

Yang Shen stared at the wide courtyard of Fengtian Palace in front of him.

Although it doesn’t look much different from usual.

But, it’s too quiet.

Except for the wind blowing through the mist, there is no other sound.

Some people among the courtiers found it inexplicably strange, but they didn't feel much obvious difference. Moreover, in this situation, the emperor was almost dying, and it was unlikely that any trouble would occur, so no one took it to heart.

Listening to his eldest son's words, Yang Tinghe just frowned, said nothing, and did not stop in his steps. He continued to lead the ministers forward, stepping onto the steps of Fengtian Palace step by step.

When Yang Tinghe walked up the last step, he raised his head, his pupils suddenly shrank, and his steps subconsciously stopped.

His whole body even swayed for a moment, and Yang Shen, who was closely following him, quickly held him back.

Because, at this moment, outside the gate of Fengtian Palace, Jiang Bin, who was wearing a python robe, was straddling an embroidered spring knife, looking at Yang Tinghe and the court officials behind him with a smile.

"Jiang Bin!"

"How could he be in the capital! How could he be in the palace!"

"…………"

"..."

Seeing Jiang Bin appear here, the officials immediately became confused.

In their impression, Jiang Bin should have been transferred to Tongzhou a few months ago. Why did he appear so suddenly in the palace and in front of Fengtian Hall?

And looking at it like this, it is obvious that he is waiting for the arrival of hundreds of officials.

Yang Tinghe calmed down, took a deep breath, and frowned.

Regarding Jiang Bin, he wrote the order in his own hand.

He also arranged for someone to monitor Jiang Bin in Tongzhou, and requested a flying horse report on Jiang Bin's whereabouts every day. Tongzhou was only an hour or two away from the capital, and the flying report he got this morning was that Jiang Bin was in Tongzhou.

Morning exercises on campus.

"My lords, Mr. Yang Ge."

"Your Majesty, you have been waiting for a long time."

Jiang Bin smiled and turned sideways to greet him.

After saying "Your Majesty, please wait", the expressions of these civil servants changed.

At this point, everyone has walked to the Fengtian Palace. As a minister, there is no reason not to enter the palace to pay homage to the Emperor.

Yang Tinghe really couldn't figure out how he made such a careful arrangement. How did Jiang Bin come to the capital and enter the palace quietly? Was it flying? Was it teleportation?

I can’t figure it out, I really can’t figure it out.

Yang Tinghe took a deep breath again. Now that the matter was over, he had no choice but to continue. He took the lead to step forward and walked directly into Fengtian Hall. The ministers and officials behind him also followed him.

The moment when the last courtier crossed the steps of Fengtian Palace.

Boom...!

The door of Fengtian Temple is closed.

Generally speaking, the Fengtian Palace is not closed to the public.

The sound of closing the door reached their ears, and the ministers' hearts suddenly skipped a beat. Looking around again, each and every one of them felt their legs weak with fear.

Because on the left and right sides of Fengtian Hall, hundreds of guards in golden uniforms stood with swords in their hands, full of murderous intent.

Those pairs of hawk-like eyes stared at the ministers in the palace as if they were staring at prey.

With a cold and murderous look on his face, Jiang Bin walked out from among the ministers and walked to the side of the Jinluan Palace to stop, standing astride his sword and scanning the ministers.

At this time, Yang Tinghe led the cabinet ministers at the front, looking at the familiar figure in the Jinluan Palace, with shock and disbelief on his face.

Is this still the student, the emperor, the emperor of Ming Dynasty whom I have known for more than ten years?!

"Mr. Yang, are you surprised?"

On top of the dragon throne, a few rays of light fell from the eaves into the Fengtian Hall and fell on the side of Zhu Houzhao.

At this moment, Zhu Houzhao's face no longer had the playfulness in the eyes of courtiers.

The evil spirit permeating the face made people tremble through the air.

The current Zhengde Emperor Zhu Houzhao suddenly reminded these civil servants of a sentence.

A familiar phrase that has been passed down from ancient times to this day, but has been completely forgotten by them over the years.

When the emperor was angry, he laid down millions of corpses.

Behind the dragon chair, Ji Boying folded his hands and watched all this quietly.

He was very curious about how Emperor Zhengde would deal with these courtiers.

This is related to Ji Boying's evaluation of Zhu Houzhao. He is currently planning to rate the emperors and princes in his class so that they can have a source of motivation to study hard and be positive.

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PS: I was delayed by something in the evening and didn’t get home until nine o’clock.

In addition, I have suffered from an old problem for many years. I have been suffering from lack of oxygen and my head feels dizzy. I have no choice but to write while breathing oxygen.

Although I worked hard to catch up on the manuscript, I was still twenty minutes late.

I'm really sorry, it's my fault, I bow to my brothers.
Chapter completed!