Hearing that it was the chapter of the Jiangxi Provincial Supervision Imperial History, Yuan Sheng hurriedly picked it up and looked at it, and trembled after just looking at his hand, "Impossible!" Impossible! The son of the slave would never do such a thing, it must be the son of the slave who was wronged by the superintendent of the imperial history! ”

Lao Zhu sneered, "Your son, do you still know it yourself?" A few years ago, when you were the prefect of Changzhou, you didn't say that it was impossible to compensate farmers for land requisition, but what was the final result!

You broke your head in front of me, I didn't punish him, I only demoted him by two levels and reappointed him as the Jiangxi Inspector Envoy, he didn't repent but intensified, and even dereliction of duty and perverted the law to replace the death row prisoner and the life of the prisoner, which is really good! ”

It is said that knowing the son is more than the father, but sometimes Yuansheng really can't understand his son, he just barely knows a few words, even if he becomes a eunuch, he thinks he can sit up straight, is it possible that his son has read the sage books for so many years?

Although he was shouting for his son, he didn't have any score in his heart, and with the Changzhou case as a precedent, no one dared to pack a ticket to say that the impeachment of the Jiangxi Provincial Supervision Imperial History was groundless.

Yuan Sheng kneeled in front of Lao Zhu, knocked his head on the ground and rattled, and after using a lot of strength, he saw blood after a while, and the blood was left along his forehead.

"It's useless for you to beg me, the greatest grace I can give you is not to let Jinyiwei act, but to conclude the trial step by step according to the laws of the imperial court, you can watch from the sidelines whether it is unfair or not, and if the final result is not as you want, you can't complain about me!"

Yuan Sheng immediately cried: "Your Majesty can't! ”

Lao Zhu turned his head and roared viciously: "The prince is guilty of the same crime as the common people!" My son will be punished if he makes a mistake, but he has already left a love for your son once, what else do you want me to do! ”

"Slave maid, you will spare the rich and noble, the slave and maid will send him back to his hometown if he doesn't let him be an official, and exile him to Yunnan and Qiongzhou, even if it is overseas, the slave and maid only have this one son, and no one can support him to the end! Have pity on the poor old slave, woo......"

"You are pathetic? Those innocent people are not pitied! You are also from a poor background, and now you forget your roots when your ass changes positions! Lao Zhu was furious and kicked Yuan Sheng to the ground.

Yuan Sheng rolled and immediately got up, and walked to Lao Zhu's side on his knees, "Yes, yes, yes!" The old slave should not forget his roots, just ask the emperor to make friends when he was young and forgive the rich and noble again, and the slave and maid have been emasculated into the palace to serve His Majesty day and night for 30 years without merit and hard work, and the emperor will give the slave and maid again. ”

Lao Zhu's face was expressionless, and his voice was cold, "Since I raised troops in Huaiyou until the world was pacified, I don't know how many people have died in the middle, including my fellow townsman Fa Xiao, my righteous son Paoze, relatives and friends, and thousands of ordinary soldiers whose names I don't know.

They died on the battlefield and the horse leather shroud, and even more so they died in a foreign land, and they didn't even leave a corpse in the capital, and many people didn't have the opportunity to see the founding of the Ming Dynasty, let alone enjoy the glory and wealth of me.

You know that I value the queen the most, but the queen's only relative also has to fight in the Hongdu, enter the grassland, and go down to the East China Sea.

Even if he doesn't fight, he has to train talents for me, change the law to make money for me, and be squeezed by my calculations from time to time. ”

"And you!" Lao Zhu suddenly leaned over and grabbed Yuansheng's collar and looked at him with four eyes, "And you can serve the king's side with just a knife in your crotch, change the court, and let your family live a good life for thirty years, don't you feel that you have taken advantage of it!" ”

Lao Zhu hated and threw Yuan Sheng out, "You should go to the camp on the west side of the palace to take a look, and see those old soldiers who have no hands and feet, no children and no daughters, and can only rely on the palace to support them, and then come to talk to me about their hard work!" ”

Yuan Sheng got up and knelt down again with an expressionless face, and shouted on the ground: "Slave and maid, thank Your Majesty Longen!" ”

Xiao Yi carefully wiped his body with an oilcloth, opened the bolt to see the yellow bullet inside, and pushed it in with satisfaction, holding the gun with both hands and aiming at the flag fluttering on the castle in the distance, muttering softly, "Chirp...... These scoundrels will have your good fruit to eat later. ”

That's right, the people in the castle on the other side are bad guys, I heard that they came from the far away Ming Dynasty and walked on the sea for a long, long time before they came to the land under their feet.

His own people gave them a warm welcome, taught them hunting, fishing, and how to grow corn. But when they had enough to eat, they would have to arrest their own people, force them to dig in the mountains for gold, chain them, and lose their freedom and no longer be able to race against bison on the grasslands, which must have been very painful.

Fortunately, it didn't take long for His Highness to come, and he exchanged his own people with a lot of supplies and an agreement that he could not dig gold, and also treated his own people for injuries and medical treatment, and gave them delicious food that they had never tasted.

His Royal Highness is a good person, but good people do not necessarily have good rewards, but the bad people in the city have dug gold in the mountains, more and more people have betrayed His Highness, and more people like themselves have been arrested and sent to mining, it was a dark day, and the Virgin Mary must have fallen asleep.

Later, His Highness took them out of Jinshan and went to the south to start farming, grazing, building castles, and building docks, and more and more people fled to His Highness to seek refuge.

Although His Highness did not have gold, there was a lot of goods, and every year ships would come to deliver to His Highness, fine porcelain, crystal clear mirrors, fragrant soaps, light and soft silks, and sometimes people, and strange machines.

The bad guys could only exchange their own gold for goods, and later His Highness found silver mines farther south. His Royal Highness also wants someone to help her mine, but she is not forced with a knife or a gun, nor is she chained, she also exchanges the goods, after all, everyone wants those exquisite silk porcelain, and Xiao Yi also likes those cute puppets.

In this way, in less than ten years, Her Highness has become the most powerful person in the land, and countless people are willing to serve her in the service of her will.

These are all what her father told Xiao Yi, after all, she couldn't remember so many things at that time, the one sitting on the ground outside the camp wearing silk short brown drinking wine was Xiao Yi's father, everyone called him Brother Gua. Although he does not abide by military discipline very much, no one can deny that Gua Ge is a brave warrior, and the iron rod in his hand is not a vegetarian.

The young man next to him with his waist knife and hair messed up into a chicken nest is Xiao Yi's cousin Gai, and their Gollum clan is now the most loyal warriors around His Highness, but they are not very good at speaking Chinese, and they can't be His Highness's personal guards like themselves, nor can they become disciples of the Immortal Virgin.

Our Lady of Life finally appeared, and the bad guys of the year could no longer dig gold mines, and they set their greedy eyes on the farms, pastures, and silver mines that they had cultivated with blood and sweat, and organized an army of 30,000 men to come and fight for it.

It's ridiculous, how can those slave legions with handcuffs, shackles and pickaxes and hammers be their opponents, they are simply vulnerable, and now they have hit their lair, and today is the final decisive battle!

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