After talking about his relatives, Wei Zhongxian knew that this was from the inner court, and it was inconvenient for him to say more, so he knelt down first and withdrew from Xinuan Pavilion.

The next day, Zhu Youxiao was wearing a plain gauze shirt, lying on the seat, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old Gong E was pinching his shoulders and rubbing his acupoints behind him.

With a comfortable groan, Wang Tiqian walked in.

Wei Zhongxian is inconvenient to say much about this, but Wang Tiqian, who is in charge of the Metropolitan Prison Mansion, knows it clearly and needs to report it to the emperor.

"The Emperor." Wang Tiqian said softly: "The servants of the Zhang family who did evil have been imprisoned by the factory ministers. ”

"What's the use of catching a few minions?" Zhu Youxiao snorted lightly, frowned slightly, never opened his eyes, and said:

"This Wei Zhongxian, I've been afraid of what to do lately."

Wang Tiqian laughed dryly, he was also one of the most powerful eunuchs in the Great Interior, he naturally knew Wei Zhongxian's thoughts, and said:

"Recently, due to the seizure of Donglin Academy and Ye Xianggao, the factory minister has been scolded a lot and transferred Yuan Chonghuan, and Yuan Maozi is afraid that he will also hate him in Liaodong..."

"This punishment of relatives, Dongchang should not be afraid of the Zhang family, but he only took a few house slaves, and the slaves and maids estimated that they were afraid that the queen would hold a grudge."

Zhu Youxiao was amused, noncommittal, and suddenly asked:

"Yuan Maozi, where did you get the title?"

"It was shouted by the Dongjiang Army, and the soldiers and supervisors all said so in the secret letter, and the slaves and maids also shouted."

Zhu Youxiao nodded, not taking it to heart.

Indeed, Wei Zhongxian has been carrying too many pots at one time recently, and after catching the house slaves, he provoked the Middle Palace, and he had to hold his tail even more.

"What's going on with the ministers?"

"There are people in the Criminal Department and the Ministry of Rites who intercede for Zhang Gongchen, some ask the Holy God to exonerate him from the death penalty, and some complain about Zhang Guoji, saying that he is just affected by his family..."

Wang Tiqian also felt very embarrassed as he spoke.

Zhu Youxiao naturally understands that there is no trivial matter in the imperial court, and any matter is an opportunity for the courtiers to stand in line.

It's like this time, there was nothing to do with Zhang Guoji, but the Metropolitan Procuratorate and the Criminal Department had a good idea, and one wanted to strictly investigate the matter and make decisions for the people.

After listening to the love of the emperor and the empress, he felt that the inner court was bound to protect his relatives Zhang family, so he turned a blind eye, and even pleaded for mercy to give himself a step to pardon them.

As soon as I thought of this, I heard Wang Tiqian say again:

"The ministers' rhetoric is similar to that of the ministers, and they all say that this matter came from the inner court, and the ministries and courts cannot know its details, which is a recital."

Zhu Youxiao picked it up and quietly looked at it, it was a Donglin official, representing the voice of the Donglin Party in this matter.

"The emperor wants to punish Qi Wan for raping and harming the people, his righteousness is very righteous, how dare the ministers speak. But for days and days, I have heard about the outside world, and I have been worried about the three palaces, and I am worried about it, and I have committed a crime that is not certain to die..."

"No mortal sin?" Zhu Youxiao waved his hand to tell Gong E to stand down, sat up, threw Song Shu on the imperial case, and said:

"Forcibly robbing people's women, beating people to death on the street, embezzling hundreds of thousands of silver, this is called the crime of not being sure to die?"

Speaking of this, Zhu Youxiao sneered and asked:

"Zhang Gongchen forced people to die, and told him to take one life for another, and these people feel that this is wronging him?"

"It's really my good Hanlin, a good courtier of the court!"

Zhu Youxiao also knew that in the final analysis, the Donglin Party still did not give up their plan to master the harem through Zhang Yan.

This plea seems to be giving themselves a step to be the emperor, but in fact, they are showing favor to the empress.

But it's useless, as long as I am still in power for a day, Zhang Yan will not be fooled by you like in history!

"There are also people who cite old examples, saying that when a relative killed someone in the Wanli Dynasty, Emperor Shenzong did not pursue it, but just pretended to be locked up for a few days, and then they were all released."

After listening to him, Zhu Youxiao laughed and said:

"My grandfather is lazy!"

"I am the Emperor of the Apocalypse, not the Emperor of Shenzong, once I am the Apocalypse, my relatives will commit something and they will be subdued."

"The Donglin Party thinks that I will protect my relatives and curry favor with the queen?"

"I want to let this group of evil relatives who have wasted the country's favor and fish and meat suffer a little, and let the people know who is making decisions for them."

"Wang Tiqian ——!"

The king crawled down and waited for the emperor's holy message.

"Tell Xu Xianchun that since Zhang Gongchen is relying on his relationship with the Middle Palace and doing misdeeds among the people, I will not favor my own relatives, and I will take him to correct the law first!"

"Write today's conversation between me and you in the Beijing Daily, and publish it in the next issue!"

Wang Tiqian's heart was like a mirror, and he left in a low voice.

Zhu Youxiao smiled, leaned back in his chair, beckoned to Xiao Gong'e, who was standing two steps away, and called softly:

"Come, keep pinching me."

"Well pinched, I'm rewarded..."

Xiao Gong'e's face was hot, and she walked back with a twist.

......

Inside and outside the Guozhang Mansion, it has long been a pot of porridge.

In the past few days, Zhang Guoji has been like an ant on a hot pot, fidgeting, and he can't even sleep.

He always felt that the emperor would dispose of the Zhang family as he did with the Ye family.

In the past few days, he has always thought about leaving this place of right and wrong immediately, no big mansion, no prosperous Beijing, it is better to go back to his hometown and be a rich man who lives freely.

Speaking of which, his youngest daughter Zhang Yan was able to be spotted by the emperor at a glance, stood out among the five thousand beautiful girls in the country, and was canonized as the queen.

Before this, Zhang Guoji never dared to dream like this.

Before becoming the national abbot, Zhang Guoji was just a farmer who did his duty, and their Zhang family was not a rich and noble family, and their ancestors were all authentic farmers for three generations.

I thought that when I arrived in Beijing, I would honestly be a national abbot and enjoy a few years of happiness, but before I arrived for a year, such a big thing happened.

It's okay to teach your own children, it's too indulgent to them.

"This son of a!"

In the main hall, Zhang Guoli held a rattan in his hand and roared to a young man kneeling in the middle:

"Forcibly occupy the people's daughters, force the people to death, and even the officials of the Criminal Department dare to fight back, what else do you dare not do?"

"Daddy!"

Zhang Guoguo's beard stood upside down, and his hand holding the rattan was also trembling, but the young man inside was still a foolish child, and he had no remorse.

"You must know that if you beat me, it is equivalent to beating the queen and the emperor!" Zhang Gongchen was smug and said with his mouth cocked:

"The current queen is my own sister, the current emperor, that is my brother-in-law!"

"Don't talk about forcing that old man Liu to death, even if you force a few more old men Zhang and old man Zhao to death, the criminal department won't dare to do anything to me."

"What's the point of beating off an official? That's how fast they run! If it's slow, I'll beat them to death, so that the world can see what my master Zhang is capable of..."

"Y-you-"

Zhang Guoli no longer loved him, and slapped the rattan in his hand on him.

But after a few hits, Zhang Guoji suddenly felt dizzy in front of his eyes, trembling all over, his voice became smaller and smaller, and he fell into everyone's arms in a daze.

After a moment, he opened his eyes, only to feel that everyone in front of him had double visions, and his eyes became a little distracted.

"Son of a son, son of a son..."

At this time, the housekeeper ran into the lobby and opened his mouth and said: "Guozhang, it's not good, the people from Beizhen Fusi came, saying that the emperor had issued a holy decree to take our young master to correct the law!" ”

"Accompanying it, as well as the clerk of the Beijing Daily, must record the whole process."