Early the next morning, before dawn, the ministers carried lanterns into the noon gate, and at the same time, Zhu Youxiao also got up, and after some freshening, he also drove to the Huangji Gate.

This court is indeed relatively tired, getting up so early in the morning, the spring is fine, if it is in the winter, it is definitely very uncomfortable.

In this era when productivity is not very developed, it is common for people to get up early, but it makes Zhu Youxiao, a traverser, feel uncomfortable. It's so unpleasant that you can't sleep lazy when you become an emperor. What's even more unpleasant is obviously still behind, Zhu Youxiao came to the Huangji Gate, and after the hundred officials worshipped, the Donglin Party couldn't wait to jump out.

"Chen Douda, may I ask Your Majesty, whose idea is it that Dongchang levies business tax on past business travelers at various gates in the capital?" Yang Lian, a saint warrior, jumped out directly and questioned Zhu Youxiao with a fierce attitude.

"It was my idea." Zhu Youxiao replied in a deep voice.

"Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, how could he do such a thing that harmed the country and the people, he must have been bewitched by the villain, and asked the emperor to ask the villain to ask him for the crime and remove the commercial tax." Yang Lian said loudly.

"The law of our ancestors is based on light commercial taxes and hiding wealth from the people, so please remove the commercial tax." Zuo Guangdou also came out of the queue at this time.

As soon as Zuo Guangdou jumped out here, the Donglin Party had a royal history strip that jumped out, and loudly reported to Zhu Youxiao: "The minister impeached the eunuch Li Jinzhong, and he was guilty of eight crimes, one of which was to bewitch the saint, the second was to deceive the king, and the third was ......."

One by one, the basins were deducted on Li Jinzhong's head, obviously Li Jinzhong had become a thorn in the side of the Donglin Party at this time, because Li Jinzhong was the most trusted by Zhu Youxiao and the greatest threat to Wang An.

Wang An has been alienated by Zhu Youxiao in the palace, which makes the Donglin Party unable to control the new monarch, so they naturally want to deal with Li Jinzhong as soon as possible.

"Huh!" Zhu Youxiao sat on the dragon chair and couldn't help laughing, what a farce! His eyes swept over the hundred officials, and the officials of the Qichu and Zhejiang Party did not dare to jump out and oppose the Donglin Party at this time. Obviously, these officials, who represented the interests of the landlord class, were not united enough at this time. And those neutrals, on the issue of commercial taxes, obviously did not intend to come out and argue with the Donglin Party more.

"Since all Aiqing thinks that the commercial tax is a disaster for the country and the people, how to solve the tight financial situation of the imperial court?" Zhu Youxiao looked at the ministers with a sneer and asked.

"The minister thinks that our dynasty is based on the field endowment, and can increase the income of the field, while the southern field endowment is higher, the northern field endowment is too low, and the imperial court lacks Liao salary, which can be levied from the northern provinces." Zhou Jiamo replied.

"Ridiculous, aren't the peasant households the people of the court? You keep saying that you want to hide the wealth from the people, who will be responsible when the peasants' families are ruined? One qiē is not counted on my head, hum! Do you want me to be the king of the fallen country? Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but be furious, and threw a bunch of folds down directly, and smashed them directly on Zhou Jiamo's head.

"The emperor is angry." Ye Xianggao hurriedly came out and said: "The matter of tax increase can be discussed again, the emperor should not be angry with the dragon body." ”

"Since ancient times, the people have not suffered from widowhood but unevenness, the Ming merchants enjoy two hundred young taxes, stability, and do not want to serve the imperial court, I just collect some commercial taxes in the capital, you just jump up and down, and the sage books are read into the dog's belly?" Zhu Youxiao roared, and all the depression that had been suppressed for more than half a year broke out at this time, pointing at a group of ministers and scolding.

"Your Majesty, once the commercial tax is levied, the price will inevitably rise, and the people will not have a good life, this is not the loss of the merchants, but the loss of the people." Yushi Fang Zhenru jumped out at this time without fear of death, and he secretly changed the concept in a vain attempt to confuse the public.

Zhu Youxiao, who was angry, was no longer the emperor who had just crossed that meeting, so he could only swallow his anger in his stomach. Seeing that Fang Zhenru dared to jump, he immediately stretched out his hand and shouted, "Come on, drag him down, the court staff is thirty." ”

"Someone! Drag it off. Yang Guang immediately shouted loudly, and the brocade-clothed guards above the court immediately dragged Fang Zhenru out.

"Your Majesty, you must not levy commercial taxes!"

Fang Zhenru struggled, still shouting non-stop, looking heroic and unyielding. As long as the emperor can't kill him today, he will be famous all over the world. Where will he go in the future, and which rich merchant will not treat him as a guest?

"The emperor is angry, Fang Zhenru is sincere, how can he be a court staff!"

"Please calm the emperor's anger."

A group of ministers of the Donglin Party knelt on the ground one after another, shouting angrily.

The more this is the case, the more angry Zhu Youxiao becomes, and Yang Guang secretly asked Zhu Youxiao on the side: "Your Majesty, should the court staff be really beaten or fake?" ”

"Fight to the death." Zhu Youxiao was ruthless in his heart and commanded in a low voice.

"The slave knows." Yang Guang immediately walked down the steps and followed the Jinyi Weilushi out of the Huangjimen Palace, and the Jinyi Weilux carried Fang Zhenru out of the court, but pressed it to the ground, standing with sticks left and right. Yang Guang glanced at Fang Zhenru, snorted coldly, stood with his feet in a figure of eight, and then ordered to the Jinyi Weilishi: "Fight quickly!" The emperor is still waiting! ”

When Jinyi Weili saw Yang Guang's standing posture, he couldn't help but be shocked, and hurriedly waved his hand and said, "Execution." ”

The stick then smashed heavily on Fang Zhenru's buttocks, one stick heavier than the other.

"Ahh Yes~! ”

Fang Zhenru screamed in pain, and the sound came into the hall, and a group of Donglin Party officials knelt on the ground and listened in horror. Zhu Youxiao was silent, listening to the screams coming from outside, without the slightest pity in his heart.

Since ancient times, chivalry has violated the ban with martial arts, and Confucianism has violated the law with literature. The end of the Ming Dynasty was the period when Confucianism was prevalent in the law of literary disorder, and such literati really deserved to be killed.

Thirty sticks!

Sticks to meat, sticks to bones.

Soon Fang Zhenru was beaten into a blur of flesh and blood, and after the thirty sticks were over, he had already been knocked unconscious, Yang Guang squatted down and stretched out his hand to probe his nose, he was already out of breath and less in breath, and it was estimated that he would not survive. Immediately the satisfied will go to the palace and report to the emperor in a low voice.

Zhu Youxiao was very satisfied after listening to the report, he just wanted to make an example of the chickens and monkeys today, so that these Donglin parties could sober up.

"Who else wants to abolish the business tax?" Zhu Youxiao asked loudly.

"The minister is against the imposition of a commercial tax." Yang Lian knelt on the ground and said loudly, Zhu Youjiao was about to order another court cane, but before he could say anything, another group of Donglin Party officials knelt on the ground and shouted: "The minister opposes the collection of commercial taxes." ”

"The ministers also oppose the imposition of commercial taxes, if the emperor wants a court staff, he will wait for the ministers and others to join the court staff!" Ye Xianggao also said calmly at this time.

Zhu Youxiao was choked on the spot, and he couldn't say a word for a while.

How rich is the political struggle experience of these Donglin parties, how can they be frightened by a mere court cane?

In the face of these Donglin Party's huddle behavior, Zhu Youxiao really wanted to drag them all out and shoot them a hundred times. It's a pity that Zhu Youxiao at this time didn't have enough strength to support him to do so.

If it was during the founding period of Taizu, power was highly centralized and there were millions of soldiers and horses in hand, and these civil officials dared to do this, they would be cut down directly.

But at this time, the power of the Ming Dynasty was already very decentralized.

At this time, Zhu Youxiao was able to absolutely control the soldiers and horses, only two cavalry divisions of Tengxiang and Wu Xiang, and 50,000 Beijing battalions that had not been completed. If these Donglin parties are really sceptered, maybe it won't be long before there will be a rebellion south of the Yangtze River.

"Haha! Okay, very good, all Aiqing is really loyal and commendable. Zhu Youxiao laughed, he was too lazy to waste saliva with these hopeless guys, and then said coldly: "Retreat!" ”

PS: Thanks to the rogue big brother for the tip, this is the first brother to tip, special thanks! I had a fight with someone today, and I was really bullied to the head, the author is not very good at fighting, and I haven't fought with anyone for nearly eight years, and I ended up running into a weaker war scum, and I'm so arrogant, I'm also drunk. When the book was released this time, there were many unexpected circumstances, and it was the first time that it was so bumpy since I wrote a novel for so many years.