When the emperor is normal, his voice is not loud.

This is called the emperor's manners, also known as not leaking the color.

However, the emperor's voice echoed throughout the Fengtian Hall.

Jiang Wei put his hands on the ground, raised his head carefully, and only glanced at His Majesty the Emperor, who was sitting on the dragon throne and looked a little blurry due to the distance.

This commander, who has been in charge of the Royal Guards for many years and can stop children from crying, has a respectful attitude and a humble tone: "Your Majesty, everyone on Shogunate Mountain is here today."

Jiang Wei replied, and the hall returned to silence once again.

On the dragon chair behind the case, Zhu Yuanzhang's right hand gently clasped on the case.

Under his palm is a folder containing urgent music.

The seal above has been removed, and the contents inside have obviously been reviewed by the emperor.

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled silently and looked up at the commander of the Imperial Guard kneeling in the main hall: "All the boys from each family are here? Did that boy Xie Jin lead his group of proud students to write a few masterpieces?"

"Your Majesty, except for Wei Guogong, who has not gone there because he is in the cabinet, all the children from all the families in Beijing have gone."

Jiang Wei said straightforwardly and calmly without any elaboration or embellishment: "Mr. Xie Ge and his students each wrote a poem on the theme of climbing high."

On the Dragon Throne.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were calm, making it impossible to guess what the founding emperor was thinking.

I saw him speaking calmly: "The cabinet seems a bit deserted."

Jiang Wei lowered his head, but countless conjectures had already arisen in his mind.

Will the number of cabinet ministers be increased again?

As the most timely and sharpest killing knife in the hands of the emperor, Jiang Yu knew very well that his duty was to faithfully carry out the emperor's will. No matter how many words he heard and how much holy will he knew, he could not do it for himself.

How many benefits does it bring.

But the emperor's test can happen at any time.

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at Jiang Yu lightly and chuckled: "Since the theme is climbing high, there is no need to look at what poems and articles he has written. But those old cows of Ming Dynasty fall to death from time to time, and they have to

We have to wait until Supervisor Lin Yuan’s recent centralized breeding project is completed.”

At this time, Jiang Wei smiled and said: "I heard that Master Yuan has been very angry recently and said that he should go to the outside of the pass with His Highness the Grand Sun to see with his own eyes what the pastures outside the pass are like."

He originally just treated the matter as a joke to the emperor.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes flickered twice, and his fingers clasped on the rapid notes began to tap lightly.

Recalling what was written on the note that the boy sent back, Zhu Yuanzhang's lips subconsciously showed a smile.

What a good boy.

We, the Zhu family of the Ming Dynasty, don’t have to worry anymore, something like that happened in the pre-Tang Dynasty.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Jiang Yu who was kneeling on the ground: "I remember, there is a hundred households named Zhang Hui in your Jinyiwei Prison?"

Jiang Wei was stunned.

The emperor knows everything.

But the emperor even knew about it and even mentioned it in front of himself, which was a person in charge of torture and interrogation in Jinyiwei Prison. This was a bit surprising.

Could it be that it caught the emperor's eye?

Jiang Wei nodded immediately and said softly: "Zhang Hui specializes in the interrogation of Jinyiwei's imperial edicts and prisons. He is a rare talent. He also has many contacts with Taiyuan Hospital. The envoys of Shanlao Hospital and Shuiyuan are all familiar with him."

That’s a lot of praise.”

Since the emperor specifically asked about Zhang Hui, it was obvious that he had not committed anything, but that he had somehow caught the emperor's attention.

Jiang Wei didn't mind being a favor to Zhang Hui at this time.

Zhu Yuanzhang was a little surprised.

The boy just ordered Zhang Hui, the Jinyi Guard, to use it. He never thought that Zhang Hui would be so valued by the Taiyuan Hospital.

He suddenly asked out of curiosity: "How come he, a member of a hundred households in the imperial prison, is praised so much by the Taiyuan Hospital?"

The emperor suddenly began to study it carefully, which made Jiang Wei not know how to answer for a while.

Is it possible that Zhang Hui's glorious deeds should be fully disclosed to His Majesty the Emperor?

Jiang Wei pondered for a moment, and had no time to think too much, so he could only vaguely say: "Zhang Baihu has done a lot of research on torture, and it just so happens that... it just so happens that there is some use in the hospital... Sometimes I can also mention something with Zhang Baihu

need……"

He tried to be as vague as possible so that the emperor could understand what was going on.

After finishing speaking, Jiang Wei lowered his head and let out a silent sigh.

For the first time in so many years, he didn't know how to explain something to His Majesty the Emperor.

But when he thought about the scenes in the Jinyiwei Prison, he felt that it was best not to commit something one day and fall into the hands of Zhang Hui.

The current Jinyiwei Prison is a living purgatory!

Even Jiang Wei, the commander of the Imperial Guard, had to admit this fact.

Zhu Yuanzhang has also reacted.

There was something strange on his face, but it quickly disappeared.

After all, those who can be imprisoned in Jinyiwei's prison will basically never have a chance to get out.

If I can make some contribution to Taiyuan Hospital, I don't have to delve into the details anymore.

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his hand from the urgent notes and waved at Jiang Yu: "Tell Zhang Hui to order the manpower and set off on errands as soon as the palace has issued an order."

Jiang Wei immediately raised his hands and clasped his fists: "Wei Chen accepts the order."

After he finished speaking, he stood up carefully, bent over and slowly stepped back.

Don't wait for him to take a few steps back.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who was on the throne, spoke again: "Tell the gangsters from those families to find a day when all those in Beijing will go hunting in Baohua Mountain before winter, so that these gangsters can vent their energy and stop making trouble all day long.

of!"

Jiang Wei rolled his eyes.

Your Majesty means to hold down the nobles in the court.

He immediately bowed down again and said: "I accept the order, but I will retire."

Finished speaking.

Jiang Yicai continued to carefully exit Fengtian Hall.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After Jiang Yu left, Zhu Yuanzhang turned his attention back to the quick notes in front of him.

After a long silence, Zhu Yuanzhang showed a relieved smile on his face.

"Grandpa believes you this time..."

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Qinghe County, Guangping Prefecture, Hebei Province.

Qinghe County is located on the southeast side of Hebei Road, bordering Dongchangfu on Shandong Road, and opposite Wucheng County and Linqing Prefecture across the Grand Canal.

Qinghe is famous for its famous clan figures.

When people talk about Qinghe, they will think of the Cui family of Qinghe.

Since the Han Dynasty, the Cui family of Qinghe has emerged as a prominent family in Guandong. During the Wei and Jin Dynasties, they had been crowned with each other, reached their peak in the Southern and Northern Dynasties, and reached their peak in the early years of the Northern Dynasties.

Emperor Xiaowen of the Northern Wei Dynasty included him into the four surnamed families of "King Lu Cui and Zheng"; in the Tang Dynasty, he was ranked among the seven surnames and ten families, with a total of 12 prime ministers from generation to generation.

However, all of this came to an end with the rise of the imperial examination system, the atrocities of the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, and the BC Yuan Dynasty.

The world was transferred from the wealthy and powerful families to the Jin gentry family.

Everything, no matter how prosperous it is, will disappear over time.

In the southeast of today's Qinghe County, there is the Fukou Station by the canal.

The lively canals and Guandao Station are particularly crowded as the New Year is approaching.

It's already before early winter, and the temperature in Shandong and Hebei is already freezing.

In the early winter in the north, countless gray-black smoke pillars have risen in the sky, and then dispersed under the blue sky, seeming to turn the blue into gray.

Because the canal and the official road overlap, the ferry station is larger than the ordinary one.

A large number of buildings were built around the post station, forming a small area for officials, gentry, merchants, and ordinary people to rest or transfer goods.

There is a window on the second floor of a wine shop near the river. You can overlook the merchant ships passing by on the river. Zhang Hui, dressed as an escort, is holding a wine glass in his hand, and there are several side dishes to accompany the wine on the table.

He had no intention of drinking, he just looked at the ferry pier beside the canal below.

He has been waiting here for five days, and his intuition and all signs indicate that the man will definitely disembark here, pass through Hebei Road, and enter Shanxi Road.

Zhang Hui looked at the trestle where merchant ships were constantly coming and going, his eyes slightly locked.
To be continued...