Seeing that Fourth Brother Zhang had made up his mind, he had the courage to risk everything.
Shen Lie was relieved.
The two of them looked at each other and nodded, then met and wrote an agreement together, hurriedly left the Fusi Yamen in Beizhen, and went to the palace together to ask for the order from Lord Long Live.
An hour later.
Xiyuan.
The Emperor's Courtyard.
Holding the paper in his hand and looking through it for a moment, nineteen-year-old Zhu Yijun's eyes immediately widened.
"Sweeping the streets again?"
As soon as he heard this, Long Live Lord rolled up the sleeves of his dragon robe and became excited, with a look of joy on his fair face.
It seems.
Long Live Lord has tasted the benefits of the first two street sweeps, and said hurriedly: "From this look, is it... a big battle?"
Shen Lie hurriedly said: "Yes...Long live Rongchun, this time is different, this time we won't raid brothels, we..."
Said.
Shen Lie then took a step forward and reached into the ear canal.
This time we will sweep away all the major gangs!
Gangs of all sizes have been running rampant in Beijing for a day or two. The small traders and poor people have already become unbearable. If we don't clean them up...
If accumulated like this over the years, the hearts of the people will be affected.
But it's not on the court's side.
Upon hearing this.
Long Live Master's eyes flashed with cold light, and he immediately said: "It's accurate!"
In one fell swoop, he agreed to their request.
Made a decision.
The Long Live Lord then widened his eyes and said excitedly: "This time... I will go with you two beloved ladies."
Cleaning gang.
I get excited as soon as I hear it!
This is much more enjoyable than sweeping up prostitutes.
At this moment.
The 19-year-old Long Live Lord is like a sub-adult lion with too much energy and nowhere to vent, showing off his white teeth.
Since taking office, Zhu Yijun has been obsessed with wanting to be the leader of the ZTE and an unparalleled wise king. Not to mention how uncomfortable it is for him. He is full of energy and has the passion of a young man.
I really want to do something for the world, I wish I could strengthen the army, the country, and the people overnight...
But.
He had nowhere to vent his strong energy, but he didn't know where to start with the blood in his forehead. His ambitions were gradually being wasted in the quarrels with the courtiers and officials.
It was like being trapped in a big net carefully woven by the world's scholars and powerful people for him, the young emperor, and he felt like he had no power and nothing to do.
This made the young emperor feel very depressed.
now.
Shen Lie pointed out a way for him.
Another way.
"Good luck!"
The road to surgery for Xiao Xiaoxiao in the world!
Zhu Yijun patted Shen Lie hard on the shoulder. He appreciated it very much and began to imagine that he, the emperor, was wearing majestic Mingguang armor.
Riding a horse.
He personally led the factory guards and imperial troops to uproot the tyrannical gangsters and all kinds of evil spirits in the streets and alleys of the capital, and cleanse away the filth.
And how many big fish can be caught if this net is cast?
And the people...
How should we praise this young wise king?
"That will be supported by all the people, and the event will be unprecedented!"
Zhu Yijun wholeheartedly agreed with the factory guard's approach.
At least for a nineteen-year-old emperor, he has the people of the world at heart, so he naturally does not want to be a foolish emperor.
No emperor in this world wants to be a coward. As long as he can accomplish something, he can save the world, or lighten the burden on the people's shoulders, and reduce the number of young people in the world.
Nineteen-year-old Zhu Yijun is very happy to do it.
Because this world belongs to him. No emperor in this world wants his own world to be in chaos and his country to be insecure.
"That's it!"
Rolling up the sleeve of the other dragon robe, the Long Live Master panted excitedly and said excitedly: "Tonight I will pay a private visit incognito, and follow you two out of the palace to take care of those young people..."
Said.
Banzai Ye made a sharp downward chop motion with his knife.
"Kill me, kill me hard!"
Create a bright future.
"Ouch!"
This conversation.
But Shen Lie and Zhang Jianxiu were frightened.
Zhang Jianxiu trembled and hurriedly stepped forward to admonish: "Your Majesty is a body made of gold, so this is absolutely impossible to do!"
Shen Lie also hurriedly said: "I can't do it, I can't do it!
No matter how courageous he was, he would not dare to take the emperor to sweep the streets.
The emperor went out of the palace late at night to participate in the factory guard's crackdown on gangsters. If this news got out, the government and the public would be in an uproar, and even the Queen Mother, Duke Feng, and the Queen would go crazy.
Shen Lie tried hard to persuade.
calm!
Your Majesty, please don't get carried away with excitement.
"Your Majesty, please forgive me. It is not easy to clear out the numerous gangs in the capital. There are many desperadoes out there!"
The risk factor is very high!
What if something went wrong?
Is that okay?
So Shen Lie had no choice but to persuade hard: "It is better for me to charge forward. Your Majesty... just need to coordinate the command in the palace."
Seeing that the two men were resolute, Zhu Yijun had no choice but to give up.
"That's all."
Banzai Ye sighed.
He also knew that as the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, he was no longer what he used to be. Now that he was in charge, it was unrealistic to think about leaving the palace late at night.
But if you can't personally participate in such a happy thing, Long live the Lord will feel very unhappy. If the emperor is unhappy, then someone will be in trouble.
So the nineteen-year-old young emperor became murderous and said sternly: "Then... let's start making arrangements!"
"yes."
Shen Lie and Zhang Jianxiu hurriedly responded, and then invited His Majesty to bring Eunuch Feng Baofeng, and by the way, the top martial arts scholars, second place martial arts candidates, and top martial arts talents who were studying in the martial arts hall were also invited.
Gather the efforts of everyone and make sure that the plan is foolproof.
"allow!"
Long Live Master looked at them one by one, and then said excitedly: "Let's go to the martial arts hall."
After a while.
The main hall of Lecture Hall.
White Tiger Festival Hall.
Under the bright and upright plaque, Shen Lie looked around and saw that among the dozen or so people, in addition to the emperor, there were also the general manager of the inner court, the deputy general manager, and the factory guards.
In addition, there are a few people from the martial arts hall.
It can be said.
Except for Li Rusong who is not in Beijing, the core members of the Wanli Imperial Party are all here, and the atmosphere in this martial arts lecture hall is somewhat strange and weird.
The rules here were set by the emperor himself. There are no monarchs and ministers here, only superiors and subordinates. Long live the Lord asked the military scholars to call him the general.
This scene suddenly reminded Shen Lie of Lord Yongle, Yingzong, and Wuzong of the Ming Dynasty...
Okay.
It really comes from a family background. None of the emperors of the Ming Dynasty wanted to be a general. Except for Lord Yongle who did not look like an emperor, there was also Emperor Wuzong who made himself a general.
perhaps.
This is the military gene engraved in our bones.
"Everyone is here."
Long Live Lord then waved his hand and said: "Shen Lie... send the note down."
Shen Lie hurriedly responded, performed a military salute according to the rules of the martial arts hall, asked someone to close the door, and handed out the printed notes.
A moment.
The eyes of the martial arts scholars who learned about the factory security plan widened, and the atmosphere in the martial arts lecture hall became heated.
"Why?"
Feng Bao was shocked when he got the note.
His complexion changed slightly.
Looking at these excited and murderous young people, the mature and steady Feng Bao's face turned pale, and his old heart was beating wildly.
"His Majesty."
Feng Bao persuaded carefully: "This matter is not a trivial matter. We should consider it in the long term."
He is the chief internal officer.
A veteran of three dynasties.
He knows what's going on here better than anyone else!