Amidst the sounds of sobbing and howling, more than a hundred old, weak, children, and disabled people seemed to have seen the savior, and kowtowed to Shen Lie and Zhang Jianxiu, the factory guards.
The banging sound on the end seemed to be hitting people's hearts.
Shen Lie waved his hand expressionlessly, and his subordinates quickly stepped forward, helped these poor people up, and took them away.
As the commander of the Jinyi Guards, Zhang Jianxiu's handsome and elegant face was turning blue and white at the moment, not to mention how embarrassed he was.
Such a tragic thing happened right under the nose of Zhang Zongxian.
How many years has it been!
Zhang Jianxiu really didn’t know because no one told him...
He, Fourth Young Master Zhang, was born into a distinguished family, but since he was a child, he had been ignorant of outside world affairs and studied the books of saints and sages. If his subordinates did not tell him.
Where did he know these things?
The kowtows and wails of these poor and innocent people were like slaps hitting the face of him, the commander of the Imperial Guard.
It's like he, Fourth Young Master Zhang, has two big characters engraved on his forehead.
inability!
"snort!"
As Young Master Zhang became angry with embarrassment, he shouted: "Which one is the 100th household in this area?"
in the crowd.
A fat-headed and big-eared member of the guard house trembled in fright, stood up with a red face, and said awkwardly: "Under the bid..."
The words have not yet fallen.
Zhang Jianxiu was furious and roared: "Take this wine bag and rice bag from me... drag it back and serve it according to the family law!"
The hundred households immediately turned pale and howled in horror: "Sir, you can't do it, your lord... have mercy on me!"
I can't blame these hundreds of households for being so frightened. Speaking of Jin Yiwei's family methods, they are really cruel. It ranges from three cuts and six holes at the least, to stripping the skin and removing the bones at the worst.
That's dead!
And aside.
A few Shaanxi men who were newly added to the factory guard didn't care what they were doing. They quickly stepped forward and kicked him hard. They took off the helmets of the hundred households and dragged them away like a dead dog.
After dealing with hundreds of households, Zhang Jianxiu's fair face was still green and white for a while, and he felt that he had no face left.
And from beginning to end.
Shen Lie didn't say a word.
He just put his hands behind his back and walked slowly outside.
And at the same time.
The same scene happened in every street in the outer city. Amidst the chaos, several screams could be heard from time to time, or several musket blasts could suddenly erupt.
Dogs bark.
Representing the first large-scale purge operation of the Wanli Dynasty, it brought about waves of bloodshed on this hot summer night.
At midnight.
Xiyuan.
Zhu Yijun, who was sitting in the martial arts lecture hall, was wearing a bright yellow dragon robe. Under the flickering candlelight, he kept reading the report sent by the factory guard.
One report after another came like snowflakes.
Zhu Yijun finally saw clearly the Ming Empire under his rule, the capital of his old Zhu family, the various conditions of the world, and the sufferings of the people...
Slowly his true face was revealed in front of him, the emperor.
This kind of stench and rotten smell made the 19-year-old Zhu Yijun's complexion turn livid, and his breathing became rapid, so angry that he was about to burst!
These things.
The nineteen-year-old emperor really doesn’t know!
Because no one told him.
His teacher, Zhang Juzheng, was busy with official duties every day, so how could he have the energy to ask about such trivial matters, while the Factory Guards, the Beijing Camp, the Five-City Army and Horses Division, the Ministry of War...
So many yamen and so many high-ranking officials collaborated to deceive him, the emperor.
The things here are like flies and dogs.
Disgusting!
It’s really the ultimate in deception.
From these reports, Zhu Yijun saw clearly that the big boat owned by his old Zhu family was already leaking from all sides, and there were holes everywhere that were difficult to mend.
From these gangs that were swept away, the nineteen-year-old Emperor seemed to have passed through a lot of fog and saw the intricate forces behind these gangs.
The first to bear the brunt was the Salt Gang.
Eat salt.
Then there is the Cao Gang, which is a gang that specializes in monopolizing water transportation and even the world's rivers. It often has a powerful force of thousands or tens of thousands of people.
Naturally, he didn't know that the Cao Gang at this time was also the Qing Gang who later made trouble.
These are all gangs on the surface.
There are also some more sensational underground organizations discovered by factory guards, which were formed in the name of various sects.
The members of these sects are not as complex as usual, with demons, Bald Donkeys, and White Lotus sects mixed in among them.
Strict hierarchy.
Among the believers there are a large number of powerful people, including old ladies from the Marquis' family, daughters-in-law from wealthy families, and Yunying's unmarried official ladies.
What did these people do when they became religious?
Think carefully.
The heads of those powerful men must have been green and glowing for a long time, with patches of green prairie on their heads.
even.
These cults also extended their tentacles into the palace, including the eunuchs, maids, and even concubines.
This terrible fact made Zhu Yijun furious!
"Ha ha ha ha ha."
In sneer.
Zhu Yijun maliciously speculated that he, the emperor, might have been tricked by these monsters, and the bald donkey had put on a cuckold and didn't know it!
Think about it again.
Zhu Yijun was suddenly sweating profusely.
Suddenly.
He seemed to suddenly understand how his emperor died. It was said to be a sudden death, so why would such a good person die suddenly?
In this palace...
This is the capital city.
How much dirt is hidden there!
Can't complain.
Feng Bao would not let him lift the lid until his death.
Horrible, so terrible.
Zhu Yijun, who was ashen-faced, was rubbing his sore temples, sweating all over his body. Suddenly he felt the cold wind whistling, and he quickly looked around.
fine.
This is the martial arts hall.
Master Wanzai felt a lot more at ease. Finally, in the summer of the tenth year of Wanli, the nineteen-year-old Wanli Master began to face this corrupt world.
And at this time.
The guard of the martial arts hall who was highly skilled in martial arts walked quickly, bowed his head in Long Live Lord's ear and said: "Your Majesty... Mr. Shen Ge wants to see you."
Zhu Yijun didn't seem to hear, and seemed to be venting something. He still lowered his head and looked at the report in his hand.
But it was so painful that Deputy Chief Assistant Shen Shixing had to wait in front of me for an hour, screaming in my heart that I was wronged. This was really unfair.
The sullenness in the emperor's heart was all vented on him, the acting chief minister. How many days had he, Shen, been the chief minister?
Even if there is some catastrophic disaster, it has nothing to do with him.
Where is the reasoning behind this?
After being excused for an entire hour.
The guard then came out and said softly to Shen Shixing: "Shen Ge, please come. Your Majesty declares your presence."
Shen Shixing quickly cheered up.
I endured the numbness in my legs and feet and walked into the martial arts hall.
But as soon as I walked into the hall.
The first one.
The furious young emperor smashed several reports in his hand. Shen Shixing was so frightened that he hurried away and then instinctively knelt down.
"Your Majesty, calm down!"
The emperor was furious.
The aggrieved Master Shen had no choice but to kneel on the ground and began to remonstrate.
And head up.
The emperor's angry roar came again: "Pick it up and take a good look!"
Shen Shixing had no choice but to pick up the memorials, pat the dust on them, and then read through them under the flickering light.
This is unexpectedly recorded by several factory guards.
Life and death are thin.
It recorded the lives of several leaders of the White Lotus Sect. Mr. Shen Ge shivered with fright at that time, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
