Chapter 315 Drag him down and kill him with a stick
In the evening, Chongzhen and all the scholars returned to the Imperial College.
At this time, part of the Forbidden City in Nanjing had been restored.
At least the Imperial Ancestral Temple, the altar of sacrifice and the Qianqing palace in the harem have been restored.
However, Chongzhen still did not plan to live in the Qianqing Palace, but planned to live in the Imperial College dormitory with the Qinwang scholars and continue to live a collective life.
As for the reason, it is naturally for one's own safety.
In any case, Nanjing is the headquarters of the Donglin Party.
Since the Donglin Party had the ability to blow up his ship in Yangzhou, it also had the ability to burn down his palace.
You don't even need to burn down his bedroom. If you wait for the opportunity, you can easily strangle him to death in his sleep with just a eunuch and a rope.
Didn’t Emperor Jiajing almost get strangled to death?
A few palace maids dared to kill the king. Who would dare to believe that there was no one behind it?
At that time, due to the Great Etiquette Conference, there was a serious quarrel between Emperor Jiajing and the civil service group, so the answer is self-evident as to who was the mastermind behind this.
Therefore, Chongzhen had to live in the Imperial College with the Qin princes and scholars.
And before going to bed, even Chongzhen himself didn't know which dormitory he would live in.
This greatly increased the difficulty of the Donglin Party's assassination. Coupled with the double protection of Prince Qin and Yi Ding, it would be absolutely impossible for the Donglin Party to carry out a precise assassination on him.
All in all, personal safety is no small matter.
Chongzhen did not want to "die before leaving the army, leaving the hero in tears."
As soon as I returned to the Imperial College, I saw Wang Chengen, Lu Jiude and Gao Qiqian waiting at the gate.
"Long live my Lord." When he saw Chongzhen, he stood up and cried loudly, "Long live my Lord, I almost lost my sight of you, and I almost got blown to pieces."
In order to deceive the Donglin Party, the three of them, Wang Chengen, followed Luan Jia.
When the assassins launched their attack, Wang Chengen and Lu Jiude were guarding the other two warships, and only Gao Qiqian was guarding the royal ship.
Gao Qiqian, an old man, was also very clever. When he saw the first fire ship launching an attack, he did not hesitate to quietly jump into the river from the stern of the ship, and then saved his life by rushing into the water.
"You bitch, you are really lucky."
Chongzhen was also a little dumbfounded, thinking to himself, how many times has this happened?
Once in the Mongolian grassland of Chahar, once in the charge in Yanzhou Prefecture, and this was the third time at Yangzhou Canal Wharf. Anyone else would have died three times, but this old gelding managed to save his life every time.
"The main reason is that Long Live Lord, you are blessed with great blessings." Gao Qiqian said with a flattering look on his face.
"This old slave just got a little bit of your blessing, and he was able to turn misfortunes into good fortune, and be able to turn misfortune into good fortune."
"Sure, then you can get more of my blessing." Chongzhen said with a smile, "If something like this happens again in the future, I will still use you as a lucky general. Anyway, you are lucky and you will not die."
"Gah?" Gao Qiqian's face fell.
No, Your Majesty, you can't be like this.
You can't catch me, a sheep, and use all your strength.
Chongzhen ignored Gao Qiqian and said to Zhu Cihong: "Xian'er, you don't have to live with your father in the Imperial Palace. You can go back to your father-in-law's house to accompany the crown prince."
Zhu Cijiong winked at Zhu Cixiang.
Zhu Cixi said shyly: "Father, why don't you come over tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow, what tomorrow? A farewell is better than a wedding. How can my father be an unkind person?" Chongzhen waved his hand and said, "By the way, prepare the accounts of the Royal Bank and bring them to my father for a look tomorrow."
"Yes, I accept the order." Zhu Cixi bowed his head, turned around and left quickly.
When Zhu Cizheng saw this, he also frowned and said, "Father, I also want to return to Nangong."
"Why are you going back to Nangong?" Chongzhen said, "You will be living in the Imperial College during this period."
"Oh." Zhu Cizheng's little face fell, and he followed Chongzhen unhappily.
The father and son had dinner with the scholars in the Imperial College, when Jin Xuan and Li Ruolian arrived one after another.
"Jin Qing, please speak first." Chongzhen motioned for Jin Xuan to step forward, "How is the trial of the Tong Kou case going?"
"Your Majesty, I'm afraid this case is a bit troublesome," Jin Xuan said, "because the group of pirates captured by Admiral Cao Jiang's office were all burned to death in a cell fire, and no one survived."
"Were they all burned to death?" Zhu Cijiong asked with a dark face.
"Yes, they are all dead." Jin Xuan said, "Now there is no one left alive."
After a pause, he added: "What's even more troublesome is that the jailer who set the fire also hanged himself. The only clue is gone."
"Hang yourself?" Chongzhen said with a smile, "I'm afraid it's not hanging, but being hanged, right?"
"There is no wiser person than Your Majesty." Jin Xuan said, "That is to be strangled to death and then hung on a beam."
"It's like their way of doing things." Chongzhen said, "There is no leakage."
"Where is Liu Kongzhao?" Zhu Cijiong asked, "Is Mr. Liu Kongzhao still alive?"
"He is just a fool." Jin Xuan shook his head and said, "He was taken advantage of without even realizing it."
Chongzhen said thoughtfully: "So, Liu Kongzhao really didn't know about it?"
Jin Xuan said: "I probably don't know the inside story, but I do have the intention to please the Donglin Party."
"Doesn't that mean that the Tong Kou case has become an unsolved case?" Zhu Cijiong said with a dark face, "All the evidence chains are broken. Ma Mingluan and Zhan Yangzhi can't be cleared even if they jump into the Yellow River?"
Jin Xuan said helplessly: "At least that's the case for now."
"That's not necessarily the case." Chongzhen said, "As long as the Donglin Party admits that they planned this, and Ma Mingluan and Zhan Yangzhi were just framed, they can be cleared."
Zhu Cijiong said: "Let the Donglin Party admit that it was framed? But how is this possible?"
Chongzhen said: "Originally, I wanted to wait and see whether the Donglin Party would mobilize public opinion to create pressure on us, but now that the bandit case has reached a dead end, we cannot wait any longer, because state affairs cannot wait any longer.
, the Ming Dynasty is still waiting for Ma Mingluan, the God of Wealth, to return to his throne as soon as possible to make money."
After saying this, Chongzhen asked Li Ruolian again: "Li Qing, how is your investigation going?"
"I'm ashamed, because I haven't found any clues." Li Ruolian said shamefully, "Yuan Pengnian is a man who doesn't know how to get involved. I have tried all kinds of interests and concerns, but he just refuses to explain."
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After a pause, he added: "I thought he would never speak unless he was punished."
"The Donglin Party is just waiting for you to punish me." Chongzhen snorted coldly, "Then you said that if you surrendered and framed Zhongliang, you, Li Ruolian, would become a traitor, I would become a foolish king, and the people of Jiangnan would be filled with resentment.
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"But..." Li Ruolian frowned and said, "How can a case be handled without punishment? This has never happened before."
"Then I will open your eyes this time." Chongzhen said, "You don't need to use punishment, but you can still make people confess."
"Uh?" Li Ruolian said in astonishment, "What do you mean by the Holy Spirit, that you want to ask the case in person?"
"Yes, I want to investigate the case personally." Chongzhen said, "The regicide case will be tried by me personally."
After a pause, Chongzhen said again: "However, we have to find someone first."
"Looking for someone?" Li Ruolian asked, "Who are you looking for?"
Chongzhen said: "I heard that there is a very powerful storyteller in Nanjing named Liu Jingting. When he is telling stories, it is said that he can imitate more than a dozen or even dozens of different accents, and he can even imitate the barking of dogs, the crowing of chickens, and the crowing of horses.
The sounds of animals such as hissing can almost be mistaken for real. Is this a rumor or true?"
"This matter is true." Li Ruolian said, "I have also heard of it."
After a pause, he added: "But this person seems to have entered the shogunate of Zuo Liangyu, Duke of Chu."
Chongzhen said: "Immediately send someone to Wuchang to look for him. If he finds it, he will bring him back to Nanjing immediately. Hurry!"
At this time, Zhu Cizheng next to him suddenly said: "Father, there is no need to go to Wuchang to find him. Liu Mazi has returned to Nanjing and is currently telling stories at the Chaoku Street teahouse."
Chongzhen said: "How do you know Liu Jingting is on Chaoku Street?"
An inexplicable surge of anger seemed to come from the original host of this body, the original Chongzhen?
"Father, you don't believe it?" Zhu Cizheng immediately became anxious, "I saw it with my own eyes. It's true. I passed by Chaoku Street when I went to play in the old courtyard the night before yesterday, and I also listened to a piece of his storytelling..."
The Yi Lun Hall suddenly became quiet, and Zhu Cizheng immediately realized something was wrong.
"Father!" Before Chongzhen made a move, Zhu Cizheng jumped up and ran, shouting in panic, "I went to the old courtyard just to take a look. Really, just to take a look. I really don't have anything."
Dry."
"Stop!" Chongzhen took off one of his shoes and ran after him, "As long as you stop, I promise I won't beat you to death."
"Father, do you think I'm stupid?" Zhu Cizheng said in panic, "If I really stop, you can't beat me to death?"
However, Zhu Cizheng still underestimated his father's insidiousness. While he was speaking, Chongzhen had already taken a shortcut and blocked Zhu Cizheng.
When Zhu Cizheng realized something was wrong and wanted to turn around, it was already too late.
Chongzhen caught Zhu Cizheng like an eagle catching a chicken, then pinned him to the ground and beat him. Zhu Cizheng's screams like a slaughtering pig suddenly sounded in front of the Yilun Hall.
"Father, I don't dare anymore!"
"Father, I really don't dare."
"Father, stop fighting, it hurts!"
After beating Zhu Cizheng violently, Chongzhen asked again: "Where is He Zhikong?"
He Zhikong, who was hiding in the corner, quickly stepped forward and knelt down in front of Chongzhen.
Chongzhen stared at He Zhikong coldly and said in a deep voice: "He Banban, is this how you serve King Yong? King Yong is only twelve years old, he is only twelve years old, you take him to the old courtyard to recruit prostitutes
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"Long live my Lord, this old slave doesn't know anything about this." He Zhikong said in panic.
"You don't know?" Chongzhen said, "As the eunuch Bingbi, the Supervisor of Ceremonies, you say you don't know?"
He Zhikong did not dare to look directly into Chongzhen's eyes and said in panic: "The old slave is only responsible for assisting King Yong in going to court and approving the emperor. The ones who take care of King Yong's daily life are Li Chengfang and Yuan Sheng."
"Li Chengfang? Yuan Sheng?" Chongzhen said solemnly, "Where are they?"
"Long live my Lord, my servant is here." Two young eunuchs came out from the crowd and knelt on the ground.
Chongzhen shouted: "You two dog slaves are the ones who took King Yong to the old courtyard to summon prostitutes? Drag him down and kill him with a stick!"
When four strong eunuchs came forward and dragged Li Chengfang and Li Chengfang away, they screamed like slaughtering pigs: "Long live, please forgive me, long live, please forgive me..."