The man in Tsing Yi didn't seem to take the roar of the river stream tiger to heart at all, but shook the folding fan lightly as Fang Cai did, and said with a smile: "It's too late to say anything now, isn't it?" You have already done this business, and you have taken this silver, and now you will complain about me, is it too late? ”

With a slurp, he put away the folding fan, and the man in Tsing Yi continued: "At this point now, do you have any other way to go except for one road to the dark?"

Since the big boss knows that going up the mountain and falling into the grass is a dead end, how can he not know that going to sea is also a dead end?

The Ming Dynasty now has three major fleets on the sea, and under the blockade of the port, where can you go?

What if you go to Korea or the Japanese Kingdom?

North Korea has been annexed, and now it is the land of the Ming Dynasty, and there are also officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty there, will they let you go?

Even if it was in Japan, would Japan dare to disobey the will of the imperial court? Before, they couldn't even defeat Zheng Zhilong's fleet, but now they dare to be enemies of the three major fleets of the imperial court for you? ”

Hejian Tiger's face became more and more gloomy: "What do you want to say?" ”

The man in Tsing Yi smiled faintly: "I don't want to say anything, I just want to tell you that whether it is going to sea or going up the mountain and falling into the grass, it is just a dead end." ”

Confused by the people in Tsing Yi, Hejian Hu simply asked, "Then what do you say you should do?" Is it possible to raise the flag and rebel? ”

The man in Tsing Yi unfolded the folding fan again and shook it, before he smiled and said: "The so-called hatred of a small non-gentleman is a husband!"

Now that the dog emperor is in Tianjin City, as long as the big boss dares to be ruthless and give it a go, as long as we take down the emperor Xingyuan and the emperor, we may not have a chance to ......"

Before the Tsing Yi man finished speaking, the knife in the hand of the river stream tiger had already been inserted into the abdominal cavity of the Tsing Yi man, and he twisted it vigorously by the way: "Dog, I said how could you be so kind, take Lao Tzu to get rich, and even get such a good thing as Fushou cream, it turns out that you want to kill the emperor on a dog day!"

It's right that Lao Tzu wants silver, and it's right to follow you to engage in a head-killing business like Fushou Ointment, but Lao Tzu really didn't think about rebellion!

If it weren't for the emperor Lao'er, Lao Tzu's whole family would have starved to death as early as the second year of Chongzhen, and it would be your turn to take Lao Tzu to sell Fushou ointment?

Now you tell Lao Tzu that you want to kill the emperor Lao'er? Well? Lao Tzu will send you to the west first! Bah! ”

A mouthful of thick phlegm spit on the body of the man in Tsing Yi, and Hejian Tiger seemed to have lost the strength of his whole body, slumped on the chair, glanced around at the big and small leaders in the room, and said, "You guys look at it." Those who are willing to go up the mountain and fall into the grass, Lao Tzu will not stop them, and those who are willing to go to sea and run away, Lao Tzu will not stop them.

This time, Lao Tzu is determined, drank this bastard's ecstasy soup, touched something that shouldn't be touched, there is no hope, you each run for your life, run away, and don't come back. ”

The leaders of the room, suddenly you look at me, I look at you, fell into silence.

Whether it's going up the mountain or falling into the grass, or running away to the sea, it's a fucking dead end, what else should I do? As for killing the emperor and rebelling, the sin is many times greater than selling Fushou ointment, and there is no hope of success at all, so a fool will do it!

Before these people could come up with any results, crackling footsteps were already heard outside the courtyard, and then the courtyard door was also slammed open, and the brocade guards of a small flag department rushed in with a hundred household soldiers.

The Jinyi Wei Xiaoqi led by him entered the main hall with a big grin, waved his hand and ordered: "Take them all, don't let one get out!" ”

Pacing to the corpse of the man in Tsing Yi, this brocade-clothed guard Xiaoqi laughed again: "What's the matter? It's all dying, and you're still interested in playing infighting here? ”

He Jianhu and the others were already stupid - they knew that the officers and soldiers would come to the door, but they came too quickly!

Stopping the guards who wanted to tie up the river stream tiger, the brocade-clothed guard Xiaoqi smiled and said: "Tell me, who is this person on the ground, what is the relationship with you, why did you kill him?" ”

Hejian Hu laughed, and his voice was full of endless desolation: "I was originally a little ghost who relied on Cao Yun to eat, but more than two months ago, this person on the ground came to the door, saying that there was a big deal to find me, and finally took us to sell Fushou cream."

Just now, the villain was still discussing how to escape, but this person said that he would gather other people to kill the emperor and take down the emperor's old man, so the villain killed him.

Although the villain did such a business as Fushou ointment, the villain never thought of creating the emperor Lao'er's rebellion? ”

Jinyi Wei Xiaoqi's face changed greatly, and he slapped Hejian Hu: "Idiot! You just killed him? Do you want Lao Tzu to try a dead man? ”

Xiao Qi, who was already angry, waved his hand, and simply ordered: "Take all these bastard things away, and chop this one on the ground and feed it to the dogs!" ”

Xiaoqi was unhappy.

Originally, for this Fushou Paste case, two people had already folded in the Tianjin Hundred Households, but in fact, one was destroyed by these bastards.

With such a big case, how do you think that the person in Tsing Yi, who is an important role, died so inexplicably?

Oh his mother! You even die half an hour at night!

In fact, it is not only this Jinyi Wei Xiaoqi who hurts, but also far more than a few people who are unlucky.

In the whole city of Tianjin, there are also the same towns around it, and there are more unlucky people.

According to Emperor Chongzhen's will, the unlucky ones are not only those who sell Fushou ointment, but also those who buy Fushou ointment privately and smoke it, and they are all unlucky, or they all taste the evil fruits they have planted.

Master Li in the city was unlucky in this situation.

As soon as I lit a bubble of Fushou paste and sucked it, there was a noise and shouting in the whole courtyard.

But Master Li didn't plan to care - the sky and the earth are big, and the Fushou paste in front of him is the biggest!

Isn't it just a little noisy, I can't turn the sky upside down, and it's too late to smoke everything after this bubble of Fushou cream.

Directly Jinyi Wei Xiaoqi led people into the house, and Master Li, who had just taken out a little feeling, couldn't help but scold: "Get out!" ”

Jinyiwei Xiaoqi was a little confused, looked back at the brothers behind him, and then turned his head to look at Master Li, and finally confirmed one thing - his dignified Jinyiwei uncle let a rich man scold?

Master Li also found out that something was wrong, these people in front of him were his own family members at all, and when he looked at the dress, Master Li suddenly hissed!

After gasping, Master Li was surprised to find that he had done something that no one dared to do in the entire city of Tianjin--scolding the little flag officer of Jinyiwei!

Fushou paste is a good thing, and after a few puffs, he is already fluttering, but even so, Master Li still sobered up, and he didn't care about taking a few more puffs, and after getting up from the couch, he slapped himself hard: "The villain is clumsy, I can't recognize the uncles, how offended, how offended!" ”

Jin Yiwei Xiaoqi was silent.

waved his hand, signaled the brothers who followed behind him to tie up Master Li, and said with a sneer: "It's good to serve, otherwise Master Li should blame us for not serving us well!" ”

Li Changfa's heart suddenly cooled, the ghost knew why these brocade guards came to the door, and the ghost knew why he blurted out and scolded like that!

After a full quarter of an hour, Li Changfa, who had become blue and swollen, was pushed out of the house by the captains of the Jinyi Guard and came to the courtyard.

On a face like a pig's head, Li Changfa barely stretched his eyes apart, but found that his family was tied up in the yard, and everyone had a rag stuffed in their mouths, just like himself, he couldn't scream if he wanted to.

After whining twice, Li Changfa looked at Jinyi Wei Xiaoqi with pleading eyes, hoping to give himself a chance to speak.

Jinyi Wei Xiaoqi was also quite reasonable, and explained directly: "Aren't you absorbing Fushou ointment, now that your matter has happened, follow this Xiaoqi, and your family will do the same." ”

After finishing speaking, Jinyi Wei Xiaoqi didn't bother to pay attention to Li Changfa who wanted to struggle, and shouted: "Take it away!" ”

The same scene is constantly being staged in various parts of Tianjin, as well as in Denglai, a large number of people who sell Fushou ointment, and a large number of people who smoke Fushou ointment, are all arrested by Jinyi Wei and the guards and guards, and along with the nine clans of these people.

The efficiency of Jinyi Wei and the guard is very high, and the speed of arresting people is also very fast, and the sun has not set the next day, and all the people who should be arrested have been arrested.

Even Sun Zhiqi, who was far away in the capital, didn't have time to run away, so he was blocked at home by the people of Jinyiwei, and a large number of account books were searched from Sun Zhiqi's home, which also recorded how much Fushou paste was obtained from a certain year, a certain month, and a certain day, and where it was sold on a certain year, month, and day.

Emperor Chongzhen also made a special opinion to see Sun Zhiqi.

This bastard thing, which almost all Shandong people are ashamed of in later generations, looks like a decent man and a gentleman's face, dressed in a white Confucian robe, and adds a bit of elegance out of thin air, like a well-read Confucian more like an official.

After circling around the tightly bound Sun Zhiqi twice, Emperor Chongzhen asked, "Sun Aiqing, I have a question that I haven't figured out until now.

I've given you a lot of money, am I? Compared to the Apocalypse years, your income has increased many times, even if you don't touch these messy things, you can live a very good life, right?

Why do you want to touch something like Fushou Balm? ”

Without waiting for Sun Zhizhi to answer, Emperor Chongzhen checked the box containing the Fushou paste in his hand again, and continued: "Look at the appearance of this Fushou ointment, it should have been brought back from the Wa Kingdom?" How much silver do you have to sell to make money? ”

Sun Zhiqi was tightly tied, and his mouth was stuffed with rags, even if he wanted to answer Emperor Chongzhen's question, he couldn't do it, he could only make a whining sound, and after struggling a few times in vain, he had to give up.

Emperor Chongzhen tilted his head, motioned for Fang Zhenghua to step forward, pulled away the rags in Sun Zhizhen's mouth, and then said, "Now you can speak." ”

After a few gasps of snorting, Sun Zhiqi spoke: "Sinner, sin deserves death!" ”

Emperor Chongzhen said with a smile: "Sun Aiqing, don't say it so ugly, what is ten thousand deaths?" It is enough for a person to die once, so why should he die? Also, you haven't answered my question yet? ”

There was a bang, but it was Sun Zhiqi who leaned his head on the ground and begged: "Your Majesty is gracious, Your Majesty is gracious!" The criminal minister is willing to die, and begs His Majesty to spare the wife and children of the criminal minister's family! ”

Shaking his head, Emperor Chongzhen said, "I can't open this favor."

It's easy for me to be gracious, but I'm gracious to you, who is gracious to those brocade guards who died for you? Who is gracious to the family of the brocade guard? Who is merciful to the people whose houses have been ruined because of you?

You are a clear stream, a literati, I hope to see a trace of the spirit of a literati in you, but unfortunately, you have disappointed me again.

Therefore, you don't have to plead, I can't open this favor, and I won't open it. Your wife and children have enjoyed the glory and wealth with you, and they should accompany you on the Huangquan Road, which is very fair and reasonable. ”

In the era of the Ming Dynasty, no one would jump out to talk about human rights, unless Emperor Chongzhen himself twitched his head and began to talk about human rights, otherwise, he was the only one who was qualified to talk about human rights in the whole world, and even the queen and the crown prince were not qualified to talk about human rights.

It is precisely because this is an era when human rights are not emphasized, so there is no such thing as the Virgin Mary, and no human rights organization dares to jump out and be forced blindly, and Emperor Chongzhen loves the Ming system in his heart.

There are always some brainless goods in later generations, with a monthly income of no more than three or five thousand, never bought a single dress for his parents, and never took his parents to eat a good meal, but he is distressed to forgive those celebrities who shoot advertisements for tens of millions, and feel sorry for those celebrities who run to suck white noodles in pursuit of excitement, and forgive them, because his idol is still a child - your sister, child! Are you at least 18 years old on your ID card?

Even the Law on the Protection of Minors doesn't protect them, so you still need to feel distressed with your monthly income of three or five thousand? People don't hire a lawyer if they have money? If you have the money to honor your idols, is it okay to honor your parents who gave birth to you and raise you?

Without these brain-dead goods, Emperor Chongzhen can do whatever he wants in the Ming Dynasty, especially in the face of a scumbag like Sun Zhiqi, not to mention what he has to worry about, as long as Zhu Bi has a batch, these scum can fall to the ground.

Especially a scumbag like Sun Zhiqi, killing him with a knife is cheapening him, and I can't say that Sun Zhiqi will secretly rejoice in his heart.

Emperor Chongzhen believed that only torture like Ling Chi could be worthy of Sun Zhiqi and Sun scum, and that those who died because of him could be blinded.

In fact, Emperor Chongzhen is a reasonable person, and at the same time, he is also a particular person, and he will never simply kill people, even if it is Ling Chi.

After all, simple killing is an inferior means, and the real killing is to punish the heart, to make the killed person stink for 10,000 years, and to make all the living people spit on the person who was killed.

Only in this way can everyone remember that there are some things that cannot be done, and once they are done, they will pay a heavy price, which is the purpose of Emperor Chongzhen.

Punish the former and the latter, cure the sick and save people.