Qingzhou, the palace of the king of Qi.

This court, located in the land of Qilu and once extremely prosperous in the eyes of countless bureaucrats and ordinary people, is a miserable scene today.

Zhu Rong knelt on the ground like a dead dog that had been sucked off his backbone, and the solemn and domineering dragon-patterned robe on his body also lost its luxurious atmosphere, crumpled and squeezed into a ball, like a wilting bedbug coiled on Zhu Rong's body.

"Take the order of thanksgiving, huh?"

The nostrils of the eunuch who announced the decree were sky-high, but he didn't even bother to look at Zhu Yu.

was robbed of the prince and sent to prison, which also means that Zhu Rong's only fate is a dead end!

Zhu Yan was trembling all over, he opened his mouth, wanting to defend himself, but he couldn't say anything. The attitude of the eunuch made him very angry, he wanted to go crazy, he wanted to jump up and slash with a sword, but he found that he didn't even have the courage to move a finger.

His cronies and guards are still there, kneeling inside and outside the palace of the Qi king, but no one dares to protect him anymore, and there is no longer the reverence and loyalty in the eyes that secretly look at him from time to time.

Only respect Luo shirts, not people.

Without this prince, he Zhu Rong is still a fart!

His once self-righteous merit, arrogance, and authority were so fragile and ridiculous that the emperor could easily strip him of everything with just a light decree, and knock him directly into the dust from the clouds above!

Crawling on the ground in grief, Zhu Rong slammed his head on the ground: "Zhu Rong, the guilty minister, thank you for the order." ”

"Go to the dragon suit!"

The two brocade guards stepped forward, and they took Zhu Rong off by dividing them by two, he was now robbed of the king, and the robe was lined with dragon patterns, so naturally he was not qualified to wear it, and the bare-bottomed Zhu Rong was only mixed with a linen shirt wrapped around his body, and the cold wind of the winter moon blew, which made this iron-beaten man tremble.

The holy decree passed over Zhu Rong's head, and was handed to Zhu Xianyu's hand behind Zhu Rong by the eunuch, and the eunuch smiled and helped Zhu Xianyu, who was pale, to pick him up: "His Royal Highness the King of Qi is not afraid, Your Majesty only holds Zhu Rong responsible, and the prince of Qi is the Taizu Emperor, and your branch is still related to the country." ”

Zhu Xianyu took the holy decree, looked at his father in front of him, the once invincible Zhu Rong, and asked with a crying voice: "Please make it clear to my father-in-law, my father, can Your Majesty say what to do?" ”

Is the edict a place for people to go?

In the year of Hongwu, the edict is hell! When you enter the Imperial Prison, you must first be tortured and brutalized in the world that can be imagined, and in the end, you will not be able to escape death.

"What does Your Majesty mean, where do you dare to speculate as a slave?"

The eunuch smiled, even if Zhu Xianyu was behind him, Zhu Rong's concubine trembled and gave him a silver ticket with a huge denomination, but he couldn't make him spit out.

His face was as cold as ice, and he waved his hand coldly.

"Our family has taken someone, and we are going to go back to restore our lives, His Royal Highness the King of Qi will stay, and the slave and maid will leave."

Take the money and do nothing.

As soon as the eunuch turned his head, he led a group of people to lock up Zhu Rong and dragged him out of the Qi Palace, and those pro-soldiers and subordinates who knelt on the ground hurriedly withdrew from a road, for fear of blocking the road and being stained with the crime of being the same party.

And the Jinan Mansion, which is hundreds of miles away, commands the envoy Yamen, which is also a sad scene.

Yang Wen's head was stunned when he received the decree, he couldn't figure out why he was sent to prison?

The old man, I have been fighting horses for half my life, and I am worthy of a sentence that I have made meritorious contributions to the country and the emperor, and I have left blood for the emperor.

Your Majesty, you can't be loyal and treacherous!

Mourning is greater than heart death, which is Yang Wen's most appropriate feeling now.

Although all thoughts were lost, in the end, it was a veteran who had fought hard for many years, Yang Wen still suppressed the sadness in his heart, and trembled to receive the order and thanks.

The old rule, go to the official robe, get on the prisoner car. But when the prisoner car went all the way out of Jinan Mansion and arrived at the countryside and between the dense forests, the Jinyi guards on the left and right shackled Yang Wen's shackles, and the eunuch who passed the decree put a roast chicken and a pot of wine in front of Yang Wen.

"Hanshan Hou is hungry, it's all His Majesty's explanation, let you be wronged for a few days."

Yang Wen, who was originally full of the feeling that the monarch wanted his ministers to die and the ministers had to die, was suddenly resurrected with full blood!

A sentence of Hanshanhou made this old man realize in an instant, this is the emperor Lao Tzu has another deep meaning.

"Well, how can there be any grievances as a courtier."

With chicken legs stuffed in his mouth, Yang Wen was really hungry, and immediately devoured it: "Since Your Majesty has a life, those of us who are courtiers should kill ourselves to repay our kindness, and let the old man be trapped in the prison car for a few days, even if he really cuts off the old man's head, then what are the complaints." ”

The eunuch smiled.

Before he left the palace to deliver the decree, Zhu Yunwen muttered in a low voice, "Please go back to the Imperial Prison for a while." ’

Please, for the time being.

If this speculation of the holy will is not possible, then in the crocodile pool of the palace, it should have died early.

Zhu Rong's thing is really damned, Yang Wen is unlucky, the main purpose is to make way for the position of Kong Xi Fan Teng, the Kong family is all over the place in Shandong, don't make this scene more realistic, where did you deceive those ghosts?

After eating and drinking, and having a bottom in his heart, Yang Wen stood up and patted his ass and happily ran into the prisoner car.

"Come and shackle the old man."

Several brocade guards couldn't hold back their laughter, hurriedly handcuffed Yang Wen, and asked in a low voice when they were in the flail, "Is it tight?" Does it hurt? ”

"It's okay."

Yang Wen was trapped in the prisoner car and couldn't move, but he was very generous: "The old man fought in the bloody battle on the battlefield back then, and he didn't frown when he was seriously injured, this is not a good thing, okay, you all rest, the old man will sleep in this prisoner car for a few nights." ”

The more hardships you endure now, the richer the compensation for Emperor Lao Tzu will be in the future.

In this way, the dignified Hanshan Marquis, who was willing to be trapped in the prisoner car, stood for two days and nights before he saw the magnificent and solemn Nanjing City.

At this time, Yang Wen's face was a little nervous.

There are many acquaintances in Nanjing.

The merchants who came and went were just that, but many of the children of Wuxun who were hunting on the outskirts of the city recognized him Yang Wen, and they all rode on their horses and pointed for a while.

"Look, is that Hanshan Marquis?"

"Phew! Fart Hanshanhou, our Wuxun's face has been lost by that old horseman, and the suppression of bandits in all provinces has been smoothly tightened, and he has no achievements in Shandong. ”

"Huh? That's really the scum of my Ming warriors, in vain to the grace of the saints, how different is it from a beast? ”

"Yes, if you have a little backbone, where do you need Your Majesty to surrender your guilt, you should have killed yourself a long time ago."

The overwhelming insults made Yang Wen blush, and he wanted to defend himself loudly, but he didn't dare to speak out when he opened his mouth several times, for fear of delaying Zhu Yunwen's arrangement, so he had to hang his head down and stick to the cold wooden iron shackles to comfort himself.

"Hanshanhou doesn't have to be too ashamed."

The eunuch who delivered the decree rode close to the prisoner cart and muttered in a low voice: "Except for those from their five military offices, the common people don't know much about you. ”

It's true that the common people don't know him, but the common people know the prisoner car.

As long as they see the prisoner car, the simple people don't need to ask, they know that the car must be a bastard, a big corrupt official or something, and those who are idle on the side of the road start looking for vegetable leaves, and those who are wealthy will copy out two eggs and smash Yang Wen into an embarrassment.

It's easy to endure all the way, and endure it to the gate of the edict, where the murderous atmosphere is raging, but no people dare to come over, and they just happened to meet Zhu Rong from another way.

The two did not enter the same city gate, but they bumped into each other here.

is also a fallen person at the end of the world, Yang Wen became happy when he saw Zhu Yu, and grinned.

"Haha, His Royal Highness King Qi, it's a coincidence."

Look at Zhu Yu's bear-like appearance, a torn linen dress with a few big holes, and when the wind blows, the black buttocks under the linen cloth are loomingly exposed.

I was stripped naked and brought back.

"He is not the King of Qi anymore, and the current His Royal Highness the King of Qi is his son Xian Ye."

Shuangxi, who came to handle the handover and settlement, was at the gate of the edict prison, and sneered when he heard this. With his identity, he bluntly denounced Zhu Xianyan's name, and the imperial guards and eunuchs who were heard here and outside, which one dared to go out and chew the root of his tongue and say that he was guilty of double happiness?

The prince of the king of Qi gave Zhu Xianyi?

Yang Wen suddenly lost his voice, and his mind immediately realized.

Zhu Rong is not a drama like him, the emperor is going to kill Zhu Rong!