Zhu Di sat on the golden chair in the imperial study room, holding a booklet in his hand and rubbing his sore eyebrows.
Tang Cheng came over and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, King Qi is here."
Zhu Di waved his hand: "Let him come in."
After receiving Zhu Di's order, Tang Cheng walked to the door of the imperial study and said to "Zhu Gaojie": "The emperor lets you in."
"Yeah." Ying Zheng was a little uncomfortable with the change in status, so he just responded coldly, and then strode in quickly.
Tang Cheng touched his smooth chin and felt something was wrong.
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Ying Zheng walked into the imperial study and looked at Zhu Di.
Now Emperor Yongle is fifty-four years old, and he bears the vicissitudes of time, but his imperial temperament has not diminished at all, and has become more majestic with the passage of time.
Zhu Di glanced at Ying Zheng and was suddenly stunned.
This kid...why is he so cool?
The two looked at each other, each thinking deeply.
Suddenly, Zhu Di launched an attack and threw the zhezi in his hand at Ying Zheng!
However, Ying Zheng turned his head slightly and hid, smiled disdainfully, and thought confidently: Back then, Jing Ke held a knife close to his face and didn't even stab anyone to death. Do you know what top positioning is?
Zhu Di said coldly: "Can't you tell who is the father?"
Ying Zheng:?
When I became emperor, your fourth ancestor, Zhu Lao, was not even born yet!
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After figuring out his current identity, Ying Zheng reluctantly bowed and saluted: "My son, Zhu Gaojie, pays homage to my father."
Zhu Di frowned slightly, feeling that "Zhu Gaojie's" attitude was a bit perfunctory, but he didn't think much about it and pointed to the fold on the ground: "I'm sorry, this is the memorial presented by the censor of Shandong Province. Pick it up and read it yourself.
"
Ying Zheng picked up the memorial and after reading it, he said seriously: "This font is so vulgar, far inferior to Qin Zhuan."
Zhu Di was silent for a while, with veins popping out on his head: "Little brat! Is this what I'm asking you?"
Ying Zheng took a deep look at Zhu Di.
One thousand six hundred years ago, if anyone dared to talk to him like this, your head would be blown away eight hundred miles away!
It's a pity that times have changed and the people in charge of the family are no longer the people of Lao Qin.
"The memorial of Shandong Yushidao..." Ying Zheng opened the memorial and saw with relish, "Wuhu, impeachment of Lu Chaoyang, the governor of Beizhen Fusi Town, acted wantonly and indiscriminately killed hundreds of Shandong officials in just a few days.
Man, God and man are outraged, and this beast should be punished..."
Zhu Di asked in confusion: "Don't you want to explain something?"
"Explain what?" Ying Zheng was a little confused.
A big question mark appeared on Zhu Di's head: "This Lu Chaoyang is yours. Now he has killed Shandong and made rivers of blood flow. There are more memorials to impeach him than the goose feather snow in Shuntian Prefecture. Don't you want to defend him?"
Ying Zheng smiled disdainfully: "Kill him, then kill him."
Back then, Bai Qi killed 400,000 Zhao troops in the Battle of Changping. The evil spirit shot up into the sky, blood soaked the ground for hundreds of feet, and even the flowing clouds in the sky were blood red. King Qin Zhaoxiang didn't say anything more.
Now Lu Chaoyang has only killed a few hundred people in Shandong, so what does that mean?
"Before Lu Chaoyang went to Shandong, I told him that if something happened, I would guarantee him." Ying Zheng said lightly, "Now, I still say this, Lu Chaoyang has my order to stay in Shandong.
Greed, let alone the hundreds of people he killed, even if he slaughtered all three divisions in Shandong and all the prefectures and counties, I would protect him. I believe that everyone he killed had a reason."
"not to mention……"
Ying Zheng paused and looked at Zhu Di with a slight smile, "Isn't Lu Chaoyang's behavior in line with your wishes?"
If Zhu Di wants to resolve the matter peacefully, he can send Ji Gang to Shandong.
However, using work-for-relief does not allow people to work with muddy people. In troubled times, heavy regulations are used and strong medicine is used to treat illnesses. Now Shandong is in chaos due to floods, and it is necessary to find cruel officials to cut through the mess quickly.
And Lu Chaoyang is such a cruel official, he doesn't care how many people he offends, even if the killing is shocking, he won't even blink an eyelid.
Zhu Di tapped the armrest of the Jinluan chair with his fingers, and looked at "Zhu Gaojie" with gradually relieved eyes.
He came to Zhu Gaojie today not to raise an army to investigate.
Zhu Di's real purpose was to test Zhu Gaojie's courage and see if the younger son would be crushed by coercion. He would be truly disappointed if Zhu Gaojiu sold Lu Chaoyang.
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Shandong Jinan
Lu Chaoyang took a deep breath, picked up the dagger that had been roasted and disinfected on the fire, and stabbed into his arm. He forcibly pulled off a piece of purple and poisoned skin. He picked it up casually and threw away the bloody skin.
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This severe pain from cutting flesh from the body made the corners of Lu Chaoyang's mouth twitch uncontrollably, but he continued to move. After applying medicine and tying a white gauze scarf, he dealt with the injury.
The Qianhu official of Beizhen Fusi next to him looked distressed: "Master Lu, why are you doing this?"
Since Lu Chaoyang came to Shandong, he has been assassinated more than ten times every day. Even though he resisted with great difficulty, he often walks by the river without getting wet shoes. If he takes off his shirt now, he will reveal dozens of
The new wounds that have not yet healed are making people feel numb.
"It's just a minor injury, it's nothing to worry about." Lu Chaoyang's face was calm and calm, "We kill people here, shouldn't we allow others to kill me?"
The injuries he suffered were not in vain. If he had not received a single injury, dozens of officials, large and small, would have been killed in Shandong. The Tiqi of Beizhen Fusi ran rampant like locusts, collecting dense evidence of corruption, and then ransacked their homes.
Behead.
Lu Chaoyang's residence in Jinan has become a temporary government office for Fusi in Beizhen. A small Zhao Prison was even built in the cellar. In Zhao Prison, captured prisoners were interrogated for twelve hours without interruption. The previous batch of prisoners were also interrogated.
Before the trial was completed, the next batch of prisoners was sent over.
He simply placed a guillotine at the main entrance for the people to watch the process of beheading corrupt officials. This guillotine would have at least a hundred dead souls in a day. The heads were hung in front of the main entrance of the temporary government office, arranged neatly.
Qi, the originally cyan stone slab has now been stained with a bright red color that cannot be washed away.
The people of Shandong clapped their hands and shouted that these corrupt officials deserve to die.
And Lu Chaoyang has a nickname in Shandong - "Lu Qingtian"
This fight against corruption has now become a tug-of-war. Lu Chaoyang is the enemy of the entire corrupt official system in Shandong. Both sides are thinking about letting each other die all the time. Lu Chaoyang now has only two ways, one of which is to unfortunately die in an assassination. Beizhen
Fusi collapsed in Shandong.
The other way is for him to kill like hell and bring down the corrupt official system in Shandong with massacre!
"The latest list has been compiled."
Lu Chaoyang took out a blood-stained list and handed it to Qian Huguan, "It's still the same as before, arresting suspects door to door, arresting people first, and then looking for evidence, otherwise their impregnable system will not be able to start."
Qianhuguan took the list and couldn't help but sigh when he saw the blood stains and hundreds of names on it.
I don’t know how many times Mr. Lu will be assassinated after killing the people on this list.