Zhu Shangbing held a long sword in his arms, with disdainful eyes on his face. He raised his body and raised his head, slightly lowering his eyes and looking down at the officials of Henan Province and Kaifeng Prefecture outside the Yamen.
According to Zhu Shangbing's idea, Brother Xi doesn't need to be so cautious about local officials. Anyway, it's just a matter of one sword. Is it possible that Henan Dao's head can be stronger than Ming's sword?
If it's really that hard, the most it can do is drag the heavy artillery on the Yingtian city wall over.
At the moment, the majestic grandson of the Ming Dynasty emperor is staying in the back office to warm himself by the fire. He may have been worrying about why the court always keeps such a bunch of useless beetles instead of everyone being clear-minded.
Zhu Shangbing naturally didn't look good when he arrived at the government office to deliver the message.
Zhou Rong, the chief envoy of the left side of Henan Province, was dressed in a well-dressed red duke tuanhua official uniform, with a black gauze on his head, two red horns one foot long, a flowered rhinoceros belt, and a white ivory wat board in his hand.
Next to him is Pan Boyong, the envoy of Henan Province, who is the same except that his belt is a honeysuckle belt.
Zhou Rong and Pan Boyong both wore Ming Dynasty custom-made uniforms. Only officials in Beijing would wear official uniforms in the morning and evening, to serve the emperor, to thank the emperor, to say goodbye, or to the military attaches outside the country to sit in public seats every day. As for the rest of Henan Province and Kaifeng behind them
Government officials all wear regular uniforms with different patches and colors.
Everyone can see that the familiar young general standing in front of the Yamen of Kaifeng Mansion, with a dragon pattern vaguely visible on his armor and stomach, looks askance and disdain for these people.
As the chief official of the Henan Province, Zuo Buzheng Envoy Zhou Rong stepped forward lightly while everyone was waiting, waving the wide sleeves of the red robe from the second-grade large group of flowers and rhinoceros belt, with an elegant look on his face.
and calm composure.
"Your Majesty, Zhou Rong, the Chief Envoy of Henan Province, would like to see His Royal Highness the Emperor Taisun."
"Tonight, His Highness arrived at Kaifeng City. His minister, Zhou Rong, was late to welcome him. Unexpectedly, the high-rise building of Kaifeng Government Office turned into a fire dragon. So, I, Your Majesty Zhou Rong, boldly asked His Highness the Emperor Taisun to come to Si Yamen, the Chief Envoy of Henan Province, to stay and rest."
Zhu Shangbing curled his lips, hummed twice, and turned sideways with the long knife in his arms.
He glanced sideways at Zhou Rong outside the yamen, and said with annoyance in his tone: "I'm sorry, I asked you to come in for tea, how could you talk so much?"
As he spoke, he took two steps into the government office, then turned his head and looked outside.
"Are you afraid of being burned to death?"
"Are all the officials in Henan Province cowardly?"
The last sentence was almost inaudible, but it was still enough to reach the ears of Zhou Rong and other officials outside the Yamen.
There was a sound of rapid breathing.
The smile and calmness on Zhou Rong's face did not change at all. He even turned his neck silently and glanced at the officials behind him.
The sound of breathing stopped for a moment.
Pan Boyong, the inspector of Henan Province on the side, coughed slightly and turned to look at the officials who almost all rushed over if they were in Kaifeng Prefecture tonight.
Pan Boyong said: "Everyone, please follow me and go to the Yamen with Uncle Fang to see His Highness the Emperor Taisun."
Fang Bo is an elegant name for a chief envoy.
The officials bowed silently and raised their heads. The chief envoy Zhou Rong standing at the front had already stepped onto the steps in front of the government office.
How many officials are there in the entire Henan Province?
You can get a glimpse of it in front of the Kaifeng government office today.
The two divisions each had thirty or forty officials, and Kaifeng Prefecture also had ten or twenty officials. Together with other division offices and local officials who came to Kaifeng Prefecture, nearly a hundred well-dressed beasts walked into the Kaifeng Prefecture.
The door.
As a chief official in charge of the interests of millions of subjects, Zhou Rong has long developed a calm and calm attitude.
Ran.
Since he entered the Kaifeng government office tonight, his expression has not changed, and finally there is a slight influence that is not easy to detect.
Behind the Yamen, a famous hand embroidered a spring knife on his waist, and the officers and soldiers of the Imperial Guard holding torches lined up in two lines, creating a narrow road in front of him.
Pass through the huge building in front of the government office
The large screen wall can be seen in the front court hall.
In the courtroom, under the supervision of only a few guards in royal robes, all the officials huddled together like quails.
Zhou Rong's feet couldn't help but become heavy.
In the past, I would come here from time to time, climb high buildings, drink tea and play chess, and sit and watch Zhou Rong in Bianliang City. I just feel that today and this place have become completely different, and there is no longer the familiarity of the past.
The officers and soldiers of the Imperial Guard who were left behind by him were as quiet as wooden stakes.
Zhou Rong's eyelids sunk slightly. He thought of what he looked like many years ago when he was a young man studying in his hometown.
At that time, Mr. Hengqu's warning words had been circulating for many years, and I loved those words the most, far more than the words of sages.
But later on, I read more and more books and wrote more and more articles. I became a child and a scholar.
After that, he became a Juren, and made it all the way to the gold list of the two rankings of Jinshi.
At that time, it was just the beginning of the country, and everything was changing. I knew nothing about officialdom or people's livelihood. Relying on my husband's warning and full of enthusiasm, I became a small county magistrate in a county in Henan during the Ming Dynasty. p>
Years passed by.
So far, more than twenty years have passed, and I am sitting in the seat of the Chief Minister of Henan Province, Si Yamenzuo.
In recent years, there has been a vacancy in the post of chief envoy to the right of Henan Province.
He has almost become a unique existence in Henan Province. With a wave of his hand, he is the place where all the people come and go.
Even today.
Zhou Rong suddenly felt like a dream.
"Comers, please stop and sign up to be called."
A Jin Yiwei officer with ashes on his shoulders, holding an embroidered spring knife, waved his arm to block Zhou Rong's eyes.
Zhou Rong raised his head when he heard the sound, and woke up from lamenting and reminiscing about the past, with a calm smile subconsciously showing on his face.
Zhou Rong stretched out his arms, waved his robe and joined his hands. He faced the courtyard wall and the houses were torn down one by one. He saw the young figure sitting under the flower bed not far from the Fire Dragon Tower: "Your Majesty, the Ming Dynasty is Zhengfeng Dafu, Zhengzhi Qing, Henan Province Chief Minister.
Zhou Rong, the chief envoy of Si Zuo, is here to express his gratitude to His Highness the Emperor Taisun, who has been given the title of Supervisor of the Kingdom."
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There were no walls around, only an arm holding a sword stopped a frontier official.
"Enter."
In the firelight, a calm voice came.
Zhou Rong raised his head slightly, and it was not the voice of the emperor's grandson, but the fat young man standing next to him who was also wearing a dragon robe.
This must be the Crown Prince of Yan.
Zhou Rong thought for a while, and the cross arm in front of him had fallen down, so he picked up his steps and walked into the fallen courtyard wall.
Only then did Zhou Rong see Shangguan Wenhu, the magistrate of Kaifeng Prefecture, kneeling on the ground in disheveled official uniform.
Zhou Rong, who originally wanted to bow down, could only shake up his robe and kneel down not far from Shangguan Wenhu.
"Your Majesty, Zhou Rong, comes to see His Royal Highness the Emperor Taisun."
Zhu Yunxi raised his head, glanced at the tall building that had not yet fallen, and looked sideways at Henan Province Chief Minister Zhou Rong who was kneeling aside.
"Here we go, let's wait until everyone is here before having tea."
Zhou Rong couldn't help but feel his heart sink. This was not good news. Although the emperor's grandson did not show anger or dissatisfaction at the moment, he had revealed all his dissatisfaction just by not calling out a feudal official. p>
Zhou Rong couldn't help but raise his head and looked at the emperor's grandson sitting under the flower bed again.
On the other side, there were teacups placed on a huge table. Although Zhou Rong could not see into the teacups due to the height, he knew that the tea soup must have been filled there. p>
Beyond the table, the twenty-one corpses in the corridor were still hanging in the air, swaying strangely and gently with the heat wave and wind.
It didn't take long for Zhou Rong to hear the registration call from Henan Province's Punishment Inspector Pan Boyong behind him.
After a while, Pan Boyong knelt beside Zhou Rong.
The two of them looked at each other silently, with uncontrollable worry in their eyes.
The high-rise building kept making loud explosions, accompanied by a
Please see the registration form for all the Henan Province officials present.
The firelight was like the shadow of the moon, reflected on the ground in front of Zhou Rong and others. The sparks were like fireflies in summer, floating past their eyes.
The smell of smoke in the air became stronger and stronger.
Officials from Henan Province were still walking in one by one, signing up to attend, and then kneeling on the ground.
"..."
"Your Majesty, the Deputy Envoy of Sizazao Bureau, the Chief Envoy of Henan Province, meets His Royal Highness the Emperor Taisun."
When the last low-ranking official from Henan Province knelt at the back of the crowd.
Zhu Yunxi finally stood up from under the flower bed with his hands on his knees.
He raised his head and looked at the tall building where the fire had changed from red to incandescent, with a slight smile on his face.
"The building is going to collapse."
His voice was very calm, as if he was talking about something thousands of miles away.
Zhou Rong and Pan Boyong, however, felt their hearts skip a beat. They subconsciously raised their heads and looked at the tall building that had been burning for most of an hour.
With just one glance, the two of them were already dumbfounded and frightened.
That’s all.
The air suddenly became more twisted and entangled, countless explosions came from the high-rise buildings, and huge turbulent air waves burst out in groups, bringing up pieces of sparks all over the sky.
The ground began to tremble, and the roar hit people's cochlea.
The incandescent fire dragon began to roar continuously, seeming to be constantly breaking through the seal and suppression of the earth, and running towards the starry sky.
"Danger...!"
At the scene, someone suddenly roared.
Don’t wait for everyone to react.
The huge roar suppressed all movement, the sky and the earth lost color in an instant, and all the moonlight was snatched away.
Countless flames exploded in an instant. After burning for a long time, the towering fire dragon finally found it difficult to maintain. With the loudest roar and explosion, it tilted towards the other side and collapsed with bricks and tiles flying.<
/p>
In the high-rise building, the supporting wooden pillars that were hugged were torn apart.
The tiny wood chips burning from the outside to the inside are constantly flashing, taking away the twinkling stars in the night sky.
The burning ashes continued to rise upwards, and the hot smoke enveloped everyone in an instant, spreading outside the radius, covering everything in front of everyone.
"Let me go!"
"Let me out!"
"I'm going out, how dare you stop me?"
"Let me out..."
In the smoke rising behind the Kaifeng government office, countless people shouted, and it seemed that a fierce confrontation was taking place in the thick smoke.
When Zhou Rong heard the roar of the building collapsing, he thought for a moment that it might be the best choice if the tall building fell on him.
However, before he could think any more, he was pulled by a hand beside him and rolled to the bottom of a wall of ruins.
This man must be Pan Boyong, the envoy of Henan Province.
"Don't mess up! The building is not falling this way!"
As expected, Pan Boyong's voice soon came from the front obscured by smoke.
Zhou Rong clenched his fists: "What happened today is already difficult..."
There was silence for a long time in the smoke.
After a long time, Pan Boyong's voice reached Zhou Rong's ears again.
"No matter how difficult it is, it's just death."
These words are already full of deathly anger.
The smoke became silent again, and Zhou Rong also became silent. There were only the roars and shouts of panicked people, and the faint sound of swords being unsheathed could be heard.
During this period, Zhou Rong even vaguely heard a few moans and screams.
After a long, long time.
Bursts of night wind blew through Kaifeng Mansion Office, carrying away layers of smoke.
People’s attention is finally a little bit
Recover.
Zhu Yunxi squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the little fat man who was trembling and trembling with his arms tightly hugging his shoulders, and the whole person was in front of him, as well as the few people who had been arranged around him in advance. At this moment, they were doing the same with their backs.
The officers and soldiers of the Imperial Guard standing in front of him.
Zhu Yunxi smiled slightly, reached out and patted Xiaopang's arm: "I've calculated it, the building will not collapse towards us."
Zhu Gaochi pushed Zhu Yunxi with both hands, then shook his body to let the dust fall to the ground. His face was tense, his eyes were full of blood, and he looked at Zhu Yunxi ferociously.
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"Anyone of the three people in our family here will be fine, but nothing will happen to you!"
Zhu Yunxi's eyes flashed, and in his sight, a hole had been burned out of the clothes on the chubby shoulder.
He shook his head: "Stupid."
Zhu Gaochi just shook his brows, then turned to look at the place where officials from Henan Province and Kaifeng Prefecture were kneeling.
Inside and outside the collapsed courtyard wall, there were originally numerous guards in royal robes guarding them.
At this moment, several corpses were lying quietly on the ground. The blood mixed with smoke and dust, turning black and red and flowing on the ground, mixing with the bricks and stones on the ruins.
Zhu Yunxi also turned around and looked over at this time.
The officials had long lost their official appearance and huddled together in embarrassment. If it weren't for the Jin Yiwei who blocked them in the smoke, these people would have fled long ago.
Zhu Yunxi looked over one by one, and finally saw Zhou Rong and Pan Boyong in the corner, who had just changed their positions and were still kneeling on the ground, covered in dust and dust.
His eyes gradually became indifferent, and he walked to the table, which was also covered in smoke and dust and filled with tea.
Zhu Yunxi chuckled lightly and said with some regret: "What a pity for this table of good tea."
Zhu Yunxi's words were like the sound of a bell, waking up the panicked Henan Province officials.
Zhou Rong and Pan Boyong supported each other, stood up tremblingly, walked to the table, and knelt down again.
Zhou Rong said worriedly: "This place is in danger. I would like to ask His Majesty the Emperor to move elsewhere."
Pan Boyong echoed: "His Royal Highness the Emperor's Grandson is very important, and he will not establish dangerous ground."
As the two moved to the ground, they knelt down and begged.
The panic-stricken Henan Province officials had already woken up one after another. They walked over one by one with their waists hunched over, kneeling on the ground and begging loudly.
Zhu Yunxi looked at the dark Henan Province officials in front of him and sighed softly.
"The building has collapsed. How long can Henan Road survive alone?"
Zhou Rong and Pan Boyong's hearts skipped a beat.
Is it possible that the emperor's grandson is going to break his face at this time and under this situation?
However, as he said, the building has collapsed.
The things Cao Zhisheng left behind are now probably lost in the vast night sky and dissipated in the clouds and smoke.
Zhou Rong thought about it, but in the end he could only kowtow to the ground and beg again: "Your Highness, please move elsewhere."
Zhu Yunxi frowned: "Zhou Rong! Do you really want to fight to the end!"
Zhou Rong was still thinking, but Pan Boyong raised his head and looked at Zhu Yunxi: "Your Highness, I don't know what your Highness means by these words."
"The building collapsed." Zhu Yunxi reiterated this topic again.
Uncle Wu is right when he says that when internal troubles arise, external troubles will come.
Henan Road is located in the hinterland of the Central Plains, and a single move can affect the whole body. If chaos breaks out in Henan Road, the entire north and south will inevitably be implicated. The nine-sided defense and the massive consumption will be affected.
This is also the reason why Zhu Yunxi has always chosen rationally.
Governing a country is not about fighting and killing, nor is it about being polite. If the country is in chaos, how can we govern it?
Killing is the last choice and the most helpless choice.
Zhou Rong and Pan Boyong faced another reminder, but made a silent choice.
Zhu Yunxi
I couldn't help but feel angry. I had already given them enough dignity, and was even prepared to give them enough dignity.
Now, they are still unwilling to bow their heads and admit their mistakes.
Zhu Yunxi couldn't help but raise his tone and angrily said: "Do you think those twenty-one corpses can stop Guqing from investigating Henan Road? Or do you think that if this building collapses, your black gauze hat will be saved!"
[In view of the general environment,
After angrily scolding, Zhu Yunxi let out a long breath.
"This tea is dirty, I can replace it with new tea for you. But if you only want to drink the previous tea, then I..."
The night wind became stronger.
Pulling the high-rise buildings that collapsed into ruins, there were constant whimpering sounds, like the endless ghost cries in the middle of the night with no source.
Didi didi.
Hiss, hiss...
The sound of running water came from Zhu Yunxi's palm, and the sound of water drops came from the ground.
Bangdang.
呲.
The tea cup fell to the ground and made a shattering sound.
Zhu Gaochi looked at the broken tea cup on the ground, looked up at Zhu Shangbing on the collapsed courtyard wall, and nodded silently.
Zhu Shangbing responded with a cold face and waved silently.
The two Jinyi guards dragged a Henan Road official, who was kneeling at the back of the crowd, away into the darkness in the distance.
"Unjustly accused!"
"Your Highness...I was wronged, and I didn't do anything..."
In the darkness, there were cries of injustice and cries.
Zhu Yunxi's face was silent, and he picked up the second dusty cup filled with tea soup.
Turn your palm down, tea soup drips down.
The tea cup fell to the ground.
Two more imperial guards dragged an official into the darkness.
There were cries of injustice one after another, and the voices came one after another incessantly.
However, Zhu Yunxi's behavior of abandoning the tea and smashing the cup did not stop. He picked up the teacup again and again, and released the teacup again and again and dropped it to the ground.
Nearly a hundred officials from Henan Province knelt on the ground, their arms and legs trembling, and they were in panic. A large amount of sweat began to drip from their foreheads.
Everything was silent except for the shouts of the officials being dragged away.
No one knows what the people who were taken away will experience, and no one knows what will happen in the next moment.
Bianliang City tonight.
The night is long and I don’t know where the dawn will be.