Chapter 142: The End of the Road
After sending them away, Zhu Yousong was stunned and walked to the house.
Fang Yimin has already returned to the inner courtyard, since she is pretending to be a princess, she must not show her face, even if her father wants to leave, she can't go out to see her off.
Rescuing Ying'er is the first major event that Zhu Yousong did when he came here, and the thrill seems to be yesterday, vividly.
While reminiscing about the past, while returning to the Shizi Mansion, the sharp-eyed Xiaolian immediately greeted him and diligently helped him remove his coat. Zhu Yousong stretched out his hand to wrap his hand around her slender waist, rubbed his palm to feel the softness, and asked with a smile: "Why are you the only one here, in the past, you were the laziest little thing." ”
The corners of Xiaolian's lips curled, and she said with a smile: "The lord is gone, the princess came to find the new Yingying housewife to listen to the play, and those little hooves have gone to the back garden to have fun, so I am worried about the lord and refuse to go." The reason why Xiaolian didn't go was because she was sulking at him and eating Fang Yimin's flying vinegar, but how could she say it, just to invite pets.
Zhu Yousong knew that she was talking about her mother Zou family, and she was secretly happy in her heart, it seemed that Yingying was very loved by her mother. His palm naturally slid down, pinched Xiaolian's round buttocks, and said, "It's rare that you are so lovely, even if I didn't hurt you in vain." "Since this little girl has become a wife, her round little buttocks are more plump and fleshy, and her palms are soft and greasy.
Xiaolian fell into his arms, her eyes were like silk, she bit her lip and said, "Ye is used to making people happy, when has it hurt others." ”
Zhu Yousong laughed, picked her up with his palm down, carried her on his shoulder, and said majestically: "Now! ”
went all the way south and followed Yue Yingying to practice his fists and feet, he was no longer the wine-colored prince who hollowed out his body back then. In addition, Xiaolian's body is light, and it is not difficult for him to carry it on his shoulders.
kicked open the door and laid her flat on the wide wooden bed, Xiaolian He had experienced this kind of battle, and had a different taste from the previous times of love and pity.
Zhu Yousong lifted the brocade robe, revealing a bronzed sturdy body, an aggressive masculine charm, which dazzled the little beauty on the bed, and her eyes were swaying with spring, like droplets about to drip out.
Stretching out his left hand, Zhu Yousong put her two round and white ankles together, lifted them gently, and stood under the bed.
In the bedroom, the house was full of spring, and Xiaohe, who was listening to the play in the back garden, suddenly felt a palpitation, as if something had stabbed him. It's not the first time she's sister Zhu Yousong, so she naturally knows what this bone-eating feeling represents.
Sneaking out of the back garden with a red face and tiptoeing into the courtyard, the feeling became even stronger. When I walked to the door, I had already heard my sister's slightly crying warbler.
Xiaohe secretly lay at the door, followed the crack of the door, saw the scene in the house, his feet were soft, and he fell into the room.
Zhu Yousong, who heard the sound, looked back, the embarrassed little man pinched the corner of his clothes, he laughed, did not stop the movements under him, and said domineeringly: "Come here." ”
In the lotus hibiscus, the lotus flowers are opened.
When Zhu Yousong was immersed in the gentle township, his old rival Wei Zhongxian, who had never met but had a grudge, had come to the end of his life.
By the time he walked out of the city of Beijing, he had spent his entire life in poverty, and the supreme power he had pursued had disappeared. Although the eunuch party was once so powerful, this deformed party was life and death in his hands.
No matter how many party leaders of the Donglin Party die, as long as the salt merchants and wealthy families in Jiangnan do not fall, this party will never be dispersed. As soon as Wei Zhongxian was assigned, the purge in the capital was quietly staged. Finally, Zhu Youzhen pointed the butcher knife at him.
He has used this trick against his political enemies countless times, and he has tasted this taste by being loyal to himself.
An old slave who wore a crime, the court actually said that he secretly stored dead soldiers with bad intentions. In the palace, Li Yongzhen, a eunuch who had received Wei Zhongxian's great favor, learned the news and hurriedly sent someone to report Wei Zhongxian secretly.
Wei Zhongxian waited for Zhu Youzhen to change his mind and recalled him to the capital to resist the courtiers' formation of factions and personal interests. After hearing the news, he and his comrade Li Chaoqin hugged their heads and cried at the Nanguan Keshi Hotel in Fucheng, and drank bitterly until the fourth watch.
When Jinyiwei arrived, the other comrades died and fled, only Wei Zhongxian had nowhere to escape, and he refused to commit suicide.
The irony is that this time it was his former minions, Jin Yiwei.
In Fucheng County, Hejian Prefecture, the afterglow of the setting sun has no dazzling power, and under the willow trees swaying in the wind, a group of brocade guards in red clothes and black clothes, embroidered with spring knives in flying fish suits, surrounded by an old man with a pale face and a withered face.
"Father-in-law Wei, what Your Majesty means, I think you also understand, don't make it difficult for us."
Wei Zhongxian's teeth chattered, he made a terrible sound, and wailed: "Our family has fallen to this step, Your Majesty, is he still unwilling to let go of our family?" ”
The Jinyi guard officer sneered and said, "Father-in-law, it's not interesting for you to say this, there were people who were worse than you in the edict at the beginning, I don't know how many people, how many did you spare?" ”
Wei Zhongxian had a sense of despair in his heart, knowing that these people would never let him go, and his survival instinct drove him to roar: "Li Guangchao! You, a thousand households, were promoted by our family, aren't you afraid of being liquidated when I die! ”
Qianhu, who was called Li Guangchao, turned pale like water, and said in a deep voice: "Thank you father-in-law for reminding me, so I desperately took over this errand and let Your Majesty know my loyalty." ”
Wei Zhongxian pounced, sat down on the ground, knelt on the ground and begged for mercy: "Li Guangchao, I treated you well in our family in the past, spare my dog's life." ”
Li Guangchao stretched out his foot and kicked him far away, Wei Zhongxian endured the severe pain, crawled over and hugged his calf, and kept begging for mercy.
With a gloomy look in his eyes, Li Guangchao waved his hand in disgust, and several brocade guards behind him rushed up.
Wei Zhongxian was held down by six or seven brocade guards, unable to move, and a school official held a white silk in his hand and wrapped it around his neck.
There was one person on each side, and at the same time, Wei Zhongxian's eyes burst out, his face turned purple into pig liver, and his tongue stretched out, and after a while, he was killed.
"Hang him on a tree and return to Beijing to restore his life, only to say that Wei Zhongxian committed suicide in fear of crime and hanged himself in Fucheng County, Hejian."
This eunuch has gone through his ups and downs in life, and his merits and demerits will be left for posterity to comment.
At this time, only a hanging corpse was left, and before he died, he did not have the true character of a generation of ruthless people. The performance of cowardice is worthy of his famous murderous name.
But this is the case with people, and the butcher who tortures others with a heart like a stone is often more afraid when the original means are inflicted on himself.