Click!

Yan ordered people to remove the shackles from King Qing's body, lift it directly, and put it on the horse's back.

"This official will go first, Ma Baihu, and escort them to the dungeon first, and no one will be allowed to visit them without an order. If there is the slightest problem, the official will ask you. ”

Ma Feiyu hurriedly responded: "Obey." ”。

Walk!

The whip shook, the horse neighed under the crotch, and followed the harrier eagle into Beijing quickly.

"The official card is here, and the kings avoid it. Yan Yu raised his waist card, snorted coldly, and swept across the streets, leaving dust all over the ground.

The guards flicked their spears, staggered and stuck the city gate, and stepped forward to stop Yan Yu: "Who is riding a horse in the palace?"

"The East Investigation Factory, in charge of thousands of households. Yan Yu turned over and dismounted, showed the waist card with King Qing, and after getting permission, he strode into the palace.

A moment later.

Liu Fu got Song Xuelin's eyes, bent down and whispered in the emperor's ear: "Master, Yan Yu is outside the door...... It's done. ”

When the emperor heard this, a glimmer of light crossed his eyes, a smile appeared on his face, and he nodded and asked Liu Fuxuan to meet him.

With a light cough, he suppressed the courtiers' discussions, and said indifferently: "Zhuqing, before the moon, I received a letter of impeachment, saying that King Qing was impeached for poisoning the people and oppressing the good.

Therefore, I sent people to check it, but they found that the contents of the recital were true, and in addition to this, there were countless evil sins.

Yes, he ordered the East Investigation Factory to escort him to Beijing, and now he is outside the palace, the prince's matter can be put aside for the time being, but the matter of King Qing is urgent, what do you think?"

There was a dead silence in the field, and all the officials looked at each other, all trembling, and cold sweat soaked through their clothes.

King Qing.

In terms of seniority, he can actually be regarded as the emperor's own uncle.

They said they would be caught, and they didn't know about it at all.

Didn't the emperor give up cutting the feudal domain before, why did he suddenly ......

Song Xuelin coughed lightly and replied loudly: "But this is the case, the prince is a small matter, but the prince's punishment is imminent." ”

The emperor condescendingly glanced at the ministers of civil and military affairs, paused on some people, and said with a smile: "That is the case, then it will be ...... Xuan Yan was in vain. ”

Liu Fu recited: "Xuandong Detective Factory, punishing thousands of households Yan Delirium, meeting ......"

"Xuandong Detective Factory ......"

"Xuan ......"

Yan Yu followed the guards who led the way, and took King Qing all the way up the steps.

King Qing looked at the dragon carving on the ground, and sighed with a smile: "Thirty-two years, I haven't been here, I never thought that this time, but I came in this way." It's really impermanent. ”

Thirty-two years ago, when the first emperor ascended the throne, he was expelled from Beijing and settled in Xi'an, where he stayed for so many years.

Even after the death of the first emperor, without the permission of the holy decree, all the vassal kings were not allowed to enter Beijing to mourn, and the ancestor sacrifice was even more so.

Returning to Beijing again, King Qing looked at all kinds of familiar or unfamiliar scenes in front of him, a little embarrassed, and a little touching.

Yan Yu turned his head and glanced at him.

Perhaps it is to return to his hometown, King Qing is more like an old man than a prince at this time, with gorgeous hair on his temples, a slightly rickety body, and wrinkles on his face, all of which show this.

As if sensing his gaze, King Qing looked up and smiled at him.

Walking up the steps and standing in front of the temple door, he carefully combed his slightly messy sideburns and solemnly smoothed out the wrinkles on his clothes.

Looking at the gilded words in front of the hall, King Qing smiled, regained his steady and majestic bearing, and walked into the hall step by step with his head held high.

King Qing can be lightly bowed and not worshipped, and he is a relative of the emperor.

Yan Yu was incomparable, so he naturally held his sword on his waist and bowed down: "See the emperor, long live my emperor......"

"Flat. Although the emperor's face was slightly relieved, he still maintained a serious expression.

Yan Yu took out the flat iron box from his arms and raised his hands: "I am fortunate to not disgrace my life, and I will offend people...... King Qing. This is the evidence of King Qing's crime, please take a look at it. ”

The emperor's eyes lit up: "Present it." ”

Liu Fu understood, hurriedly walked down, took the iron box to the emperor's table, opened and took out the heavy roster.

The Emperor only flipped through a few pages, and the smile on his face vanished, and Tie Qing closed the roster with a blue face, and his gloomy gaze burst out in vain, falling on some of the hundred officials.

Even though he wanted to cut it with a thousand knives in his heart, the emperor still kept his senses, and these people ...... Can't be killed.

On the roster, there are more than just a few people. But...... Nearly a third of the courtiers were included.

If they are all killed, what will happen to the kingdom?

Under the silence of the civil and military officials, the emperor smiled coldly: "Dali Temple, Taichang Temple, Guanglu Temple, Taifu Temple, Honglu Temple, hehe...... What a good courtier for me. ”

Crash......

As soon as these words landed, more than a dozen courtiers knelt down in fear, and said again and again: "Ministers...... Sin deserves death. ”

"Yan Delirium, what should they be guilty of?" the emperor closed his eyes and asked softly.

Yan Wei swallowed his saliva and immediately replied: "Returning to the Holy Lord, according to the law of the Ming Dynasty, when the family is beheaded, in addition to the main culprit's family, the relatives of the side branches can pay money to avoid death, but they cannot be exempted from crime, and they will be exiled for three thousand miles, the man will be a slave, and the woman will be a prostitute......"

The emperor lowered his head and flipped through the roster: "Zhuqing, can you hear me"

No one answered.

"No one listens to my words anymore"

Hundred officials kowtowed: "The Holy One forgives sins......"

The emperor slapped the case and said angrily: "How to forgive sins How to forgive these people, the maximum amount of greedy ink is 200,000 silver, and the minimum is 70,000." So...... How I forgive my sins

Yan Yu, tell them how much gold, silver, antiques, treasures, and utensils they paid on their last trip to the Western Regions, which are converted into official silver?"

Yan Yu said loudly: "Back to the Holy Lord, a total of about 4.34 million taels. ”

The emperor sneered and walked down the steps and stood in front of these people: "Listen, more than four million, all to you, is it enough?"

After that, he turned his head to look at King Qing: "It's really a good way to get rich, it's a good means." The food for the relief of the victims was worth millions of stones, and once it passed through the hands of the emperor's uncle, it became chaff in a blink of an eye.

One son is in business, one son is an official, and one son is in the army, Uncle Huang, these three roads can be opened smoothly, I am afraid that the Ming Dynasty, you are the real emperor. ”

King Qing bowed his waist unhurriedly: "Your Majesty forgives your sins." ”

While bending over, his afterglow continued to sweep towards Liubu and the others. However, he found that the moment these people made contact with his gaze, they immediately moved away.

When King Qing saw this, he couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.

Something happened

Xuanwu did not send the roster back

Or is it ...... The prince did not intend to save him

Old, he thought of all kinds of possibilities in an instant, but he didn't have any way.

King Qing, who stood on top of the court, was like a fish that had been thrown ashore, struggling to die, even though he racked his brains to find a way out, but it was useless.

The emperor flicked his sleeves, turned around and returned to the dragon chair, and looked at Yan Yu