Hearing this question, Zhu Youji reacted very calmly and said directly: "Sir Xu, you should know that when I was handling Lu Jin's case in Wuxi Town, I once encountered a demon sect rebel."
"I have also heard about this matter. Is there any connection between this matter and the writings in Wuchan Temple?" Xu Xianchun nodded lightly and asked.
"The traitor from the Demon Cult fled Wuxi Town after being injured by me."
"Before he left, he left some clues. At that time, I knew that in this martial arts world, there must be remnants of the demon sect who are stirring up trouble."
"Those words all have negative meanings. Apart from the remnants of the demon sect, how can anyone dare to confuse people's hearts like this?" Zhu Youji's eyes flashed and his tone was cold, he responded.
As soon as these words came out, Xu Xianchun's expression changed slightly. There were remnants of the Demon Cult in the world, but he, the commander of the Imperial Guards, didn't know about it?
This is simply a huge dereliction of duty!
The purpose of establishing the Jinyi Guards is to monitor the world and prevent thieves from causing trouble.
And the followers of the White Lotus Sect, the remnants of the demon sect, have blatantly developed so far and even extended their hands into the imperial capital?
It’s simply lawless!
"Your Highness is right!" Xu Xianchun could not continue to ask further, and just said: "Your Majesty is also aware of this matter. Your Majesty has only one request: release the innocent people as soon as possible, handle the case of the White Lotus Cultists as soon as possible, and try to reduce the number of Influence on the Buddhist lineage.”
Zhu Youji nodded slightly. He was not surprised at all by this result. The reason was very simple. His cheap dad had always had a good sense of Buddhism. The pills he had taken over the years were also obtained from Buddhist heirs.
Under such circumstances, the old emperor would naturally not resort to war.
Zhu Youji is familiar with the plot. He knows very well that the so-called successor of Buddhism is just a cover. He is a fake monk who has secretly learned some methods. The so-called golden elixir of longevity and refining qi and self-cultivation are just blinding methods.
If the effect of this golden elixir is really so good, will Concubine Wan Gui not take it?
If this golden elixir really has such miraculous effects, why is it that he, a cheap dad, is aging before he gets old, even though he is still in his prime?
The medicine is three-thirds poisonous, not to mention that there are heavy metals such as lead and mercury in the elixir. These are all slow poisonous medicines.
But it will eat people dead.
"Then Mr. Xu, what are you going to do?" Zhu Youji looked at Xu Xianchun and asked.
Xu Xianchun thought for a while and said: "First capture the captured White Lotus cultists, put them in prison, investigate the location of their headquarters, and then mobilize manpower to annihilate them in one fell swoop."
"Well, then I'll trouble you, Mr. Xu."
After hearing Xu Xianchun's words, Zhu Youji knew that he would definitely not be able to deal with the White Lotus Sect.
If the White Lotus Sect was so easy to deal with, it would not be the source of trouble for the entire Ming Dynasty.
The White Lotus Sect has been devouring and corrupting local high-level officials, prefects, county magistrates and other official positions for more than ten years. All of them are quietly controlled by the White Lotus Sect.
Especially their base place - Jiangzhou.
That place was apparently the territory of the Ming Dynasty, but in fact, it was completely controlled by the White Lotus Sect from top to bottom.
As soon as any transfer order comes there, the first thing to be moved is not the government, but the White Lotus Sect.
"Your Highness, I already know the situation. Excuse me." Xu Xianchun stood up, bowed his hands and said.
Zhu Youji also stood up and said, "You're welcome, I'll take my leave now."
"Your Highness, please help yourself!"
Zhu Youji nodded lightly, turned and left.
…
Nightfall, Kyoto.
Tonight, the entire city of the Imperial Capital is under martial law. Because of the White Lotus Sect incident, the entire city has begun a thorough investigation, and all unidentified people have been detained for review.
This forced many people with special status to flee Kyoto as a last resort.
In response, Jinyiwei launched a large-scale campaign to arrest these fleeing people.
For a time, the situation in Kyoto was turbulent.
At this moment, in a remote private house, a long-haired man was sitting in front of the table, eating meat in big mouthfuls. A long knife was leaning on the leg of the table, emitting a cold light that made people shudder.
The man has a stern appearance, his long hair is tied into a long braid, falling on his shoulders, with a faint smile on his face, and he is dressed in slightly shabby black clothes, looking like a rogue.
At this moment, there was a sudden knock on the door.
There was a glint in the man's eyes. He suddenly looked at the door and said coldly: "Who?"
"it's me!"
A steady voice came in.
Hearing this familiar voice, the vigilance in the man's eyes gradually dissipated and he said: "Come in."
A man wearing a flying fish suit walked in.
He looked at the long-haired man with complicated eyes and said, "Man, I've already sent you away. Senior brother, you'd better leave here as soon as possible."
"Leave? Why should I leave?" The long-haired man asked in surprise while eating the piece of meat.
"The people of the White Lotus Sect caused quite a commotion in Wuchan Temple. Now the whole city is arresting the remnants of the Demon Sect. It is not safe here. You must leave immediately." The man looked at the long-haired man and said earnestly. persuaded.
"Ding Xian, oh no, I should call you Jin Yichuan now."
"You are now the flag officer of the Jin Yiwei, can't you still protect me?"
"Or are you planning to abandon the Demon Sword Sect after you become a Jin Yiwei? Are you going to abandon me as your senior brother?"
As he spoke, the long-haired man put down the piece of meat in his hand, took out a black cloth and wiped the oil in his hand, threw it away, stood up, looked at Jin Yichuan coldly, and said coldly: "Don't forget , how did you become a royal guard?"
"Don't think that if you put on this skin, you will be completely clean."
"A thief is a thief, and he will never become an official..."
That's right, this person is none other than Ding Xiu, Jin Yichuan's senior fellow from the Demon Sword Sect.
"Senior brother, you...why are you forcing me?"
"Let me go, can't you?" Jin Yichuan looked a little ugly, looked at Ding Xiu, and begged for mercy.
Hearing this, Ding Xiu showed a smile and said, "Junior Brother, what are you talking about? How could Senior Brother harm you?"
Ding Xiu patted Jin Yichuan's shoulder and said in a low voice: "I will suffer from this for the rest of my life..."
Ding Xiu's words were undoubtedly like the whispers of a devil to Jin Yichuan, making him turn completely pale.
Ding Xiu looked at Jin Yichuan's pale face, and the smile on his lips became even brighter, and he said, "Okay, my dear junior brother, go back and recover as soon as possible."
"When I have no money, I will come back to you."
"Don't worry, I won't go anywhere, I will just stay in Kyoto and appreciate the charm of Kyoto, hahaha..."
Jin Yichuan clenched his fists and gritted his teeth. He dared not express his anger towards Ding Xiu. He could not defeat Ding Xiu, and he had the leverage in his hands, so he was completely controlled by others.
At this time, he remembered Zhu Youji's words and thought to himself: Senior brother, you forced me to do this...