"Wronged? Things haven't had a chance to leave yet, have they? Take out all the things in your arms and let me see if I have wronged me to administer justice! ”

Tutimur said coldly, looking at the eleven or twelve-year-old Tara, and then at the eunuch, no matter from which angle, Tara looked like the one who was being bullied.

If it is true that the descendants of Temujin were bullied by a eunuch, then he, as the emperor of the Mongols, is not only the most difficult to escape, but more importantly, he is sorry for his ancestors!

There was no choice at all, in front of the emperor, the eunuch didn't even dare to resist at all, he put his hand into his arms tremblingly, and took out the yellow cloth bag with a dead face.

Without waiting for the other eunuchs next to him to come forward to pick it up, Gong Qianbai took the initiative to snatch the yellow cloth bag from the eunuch's hand, unfolded it, revealed the copy of the note he had written overnight, and respectfully handed it to Tutimur.

There is no way, the people around the emperor are not simple, who knows what other eunuchs are, there is no need to add more risks to the lawsuit that is guaranteed to be won, it is safer to handle it yourself.

The eunuch saw that the yellow cloth bag was indeed folded, and the bones of his whole body seemed to fall apart, and they were spread on the ground like mud.

Now it is 100% going to be planted, in the hands of this eleven or twelve-year-old Mongolian prince!

After entering the palace for more than 20 years, it was not easy to mix with the status of the current great eunuch, and the ministers of the Manchu Dynasty wanted to enter the palace, most of them had to go through their own reports, and even the prime minister Yan Timur was kind to himself, even the princes were polite to themselves when they entered the palace, but they didn't expect to be careless for a while, and they actually capsized in the gutter.

Ignoring what he thought, after Tutimur opened the fold, he was immediately attracted by the content of the fold, and his face changed again and again, and his face was full of horror when he saw it at the end.

Glancing at the people around him, Tutimur spoke in a calm tone with a little excitement: "King Yi stays, all of you retreat, no one is allowed to approach the main hall without my order!" Whoever dares to eavesdrop will be killed immediately! ”

"That's right! Look at this dog minion Sun Jingzhong and hand it over to King Yi to dispose of! All down! ”

"Yes! Your Majesty! ”

The twenty and thirty palace maids and eunuchs responded in unison, dragged Sun Jingzhong, who fell to the ground, out of the door, and gently closed the door.

There was no one else in the main hall, Tutimur held the fold in both hands, walked quickly to Gong Qianbai, and asked with a serious face: "I have a few words to ask you, you must tell the truth, don't lie!" ”

Gong Qianbai gave a Mongolian salute to Tutimur and said respectfully: "Your Majesty, may I ask!" The minister will tell the truth! ”

In his heart, he said that the master used the Mongolian ceremony, which represents you Mongolians, and it cannot be regarded as the master giving you a salute; No matter how respectful I am to you in my heart, this salute can't count!

Whether it is as a Han or as a person who has crossed over from the era of civilization, Gong Qianbai has a great rejection of the matter of saluting in his heart. But it's not that it's "rude", it's that he only wants to be an equal, and he doesn't accept anyone who wants to be higher than him.

Especially the kneeling ceremony, except for the elders and masters in the family, he will never kneel to anyone, forcing the big curtain to turn his face, anyway, he now has the capital to turn his face.

Although Gong Qianbai had a lot of broken thoughts in his heart, in the eyes of Tutimur, he was very satisfied with his "respect".

"First question, I ask you, did you write this memorabilia yourself or did you find someone to ghostwrite it?"

"Your Majesty, this piece was written by the minister overnight, not only did he not find anyone to write it, but no one knew about it except the minister and His Majesty! What the minister thinks in his heart is all about the future of our son's Jin clan, in order to make the descendants of Temujin become the masters forever, but it is obviously unfavorable to other families and races, so no one else is trustworthy except for the descendants of Temujin, and the minister naturally does not dare to consult with others, even the minister's father does not know! ”

"Good!"

The hesitation on Tutimur's face disappeared, and he was full of excitement, and continued to ask, "You have already practiced it in Yidu Road?" ”

"Yes!" Gong Qianbai replied, "It just so happened that the Fire Lotus Sect was prevalent in Yidu Road a few days ago, and the truth that the minister got from various channels is that the reason why they rebelled was not against us Mongols, but just because they had nothing to eat!" This point is completely inconsistent with what is recognized by the outside world, and the minister believes that there are many unforgiving ideas mixed in it, which is very detrimental to our Mongol Rao rule. For example, some groups of people want us Mongolians to feel that without them there would be chaos and thus cannot do without them, which is very wrong! ”

"There are no rich households in Yidu Road now, all the fields are directly in the hands of the ministers, and they are rented to the people at a low price, and the maximum lease of 10 acres of land per person is limited to the labor force, so as to eliminate the possibility of some people hoarding land. And I also found a way to rent seeds, farm tools and cattle for them at a low price, and now millions of people in Yidu Road are farming with peace of mind, and no one has the heart to rebel anymore! That's the truth! Without those rich people, without those landlords, the road would be far more stable and prosperous than before, and it would certainly be easier to collect taxes! ”

With a light in his eyes, Tutimur paced sharply under his feet, and his excited expression indicated that he was eager to fly to Yidu Road to check it out for himself.

"But there are a lot of coupons to impeach you, and I heard that you have also been assassinated, aren't you afraid?"

Gong Qianbai shook his head: "The minister is not afraid!" And it's useless to be afraid, you can't give this country to others because you're afraid! Hasn't Your Majesty been worried about the stability of the country and taxes, the minister is willing to be a pathfinder, I bear the risk, if I fail, I will bear it alone, Your Majesty will be content as long as you can gain something in it! But if it succeeds, it can be done once and for all, and the descendants of Temujin will hang in the sky forever like the sun! ”

The more Tutimur listened, the more excited he became, not that he was easily fooled by an eleven or twelve-year-old boy, but that he had carefully read the content of the recital, which was theoretically feasible, and if the experiment of Yidu Road also proved to be feasible, then the significance of this recital would become very significant!

Big enough to become a national focus!

Besides, he has been feeling more and more recently, that his experience is obviously a little inadequate, he doesn't know how much time he has left, and if he doesn't fight now, he is really afraid that he will regret it in the future.

But he was really worried about whether Yiwang would be able to hold on, after all, he was only 12 years old!

On the grasslands, 12-year-olds have learned to kill; But in the Central Plains, 12-year-old is still just a child, and he is basically unable to fight against those old treacherous and cunning people.

But he also can't support him openly, but can only support him secretly! After all, those ministers in the court and the central government will definitely put pressure on the court when they see this, and as the emperor, he can't leave a way out.