Yang Xian never imagined that His Majesty would kill him if he said that he would kill him.

He is not an ordinary official, if he is an ordinary military attaché, he will be killed.

He was born in the second class Jinshi, and he was the first.

The knife slashed through his neck, and at first Yang Xian was still yelling: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is wronged...... ...... wronged"

When he said the injustice, his trachea was severed, and the blood splattered immediately, and then he collapsed and knelt in the mud, and the blood splattered even more like a grain of rice.

Yang Xian suddenly felt that everything in front of him was blood-red, he couldn't breathe, his face was not a little bloodshot, and the rest of his strength was constantly covering his neck, as if trying to take his wound back.

Everything that happened at this time, he couldn't have imagined before, even when His Majesty said to kill, he felt that he should be able to keep people under the knife.

Because it's not in order.

But now, the sharp pain that pierced his neck made his eyes full of despair, and he could no longer make a sound from his mouth, and the more he tried to make a sound, the more blood gushed out on his neck.

In the end, his head and body fell straight down, falling into the stinking mud.

I couldn't see a little light in my eyes anymore, and I died.

There was no sound in the public house.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse sat down calmly, and then called for someone to bring pens, ink, paper, and inkstones.

He gently picked up the pen and concentrated on what he was writing.

Huang Liji and the others thought that His Majesty was writing a handwritten edict or a personal will, so they all waited patiently.

Until the Emperor of the Apocalypse put down his pen, he went directly to Zhang Jing on the side: "Zhang Qing, you come and see." ”

Zhang Jing stepped forward and looked at it seriously, but then showed a look of surprise: "Your Majesty, what is this?" ”

"Here's the drawing." The Emperor of the Apocalypse said calmly: "Don't you also like these things? I was in your Qingping Fang, and I saw that everything in this workshop was good, but the tea shop where the people were placed was overcrowded, there were many people, but there were few tables and chairs, and many people had to stand. What do you think of the table and chair I envisioned? ”

As soon as Zhang Jing heard his explanation, she understood, let alone say it...... This space utilization...... It's about the same as the afterlife.

Abandoning the traditional round table, although the round table is good, but it takes up a lot of space, the design here is a long table, and the chair is also redesigned, not like the traditional official hat chair style, nor is it as simple as a bench, combining the advantages between the two, which is ...... It's a bit like the shape of the simple chair in later generations, not to mention, it's quite ergonomic, mainly because the chair is small, which greatly increases the utilization of space.

It's just that......

"Your Majesty...... You've been busy for a long time, so you're busy with this? ”

The Emperor of the Apocalypse puffed up his eyes and looked at him: "Otherwise, what am I busy doing?" Why don't I find a day to come back to your place and see if I can add something? You put away this drawing first, and find a craftsman to try it in two days, rest assured, this thing is very good. ”

Things are good things, but Zhang Jingyi can't understand the thinking of the Emperor of the Apocalypse, is it time to care about these things?

Of course, it was impossible for him to say this, so he obediently rolled up the drawings and tucked them under his armpits.

Huang Liji on the side was a little panicked.

When he said that he was killing people just now, he felt that it was not in accordance with the rules, but His Majesty was so calm and relaxed that he thought that His Majesty had an idea.

But I didn't expect that Your Majesty has been tossing blindly for so long, just because of this?

Huang Liji suddenly felt as if he was on the wrong side, he coughed and said: "Your Majesty, it is really ominous to kill the minister without permission, once this matter spreads, it will inevitably be criticized by the people of the world, and the officials will be furious." ”

Sun Chengzong pursed his lips, obviously worried.

In fact, to deal with Yang Xian, it is very simple, and it is okay to punish the canon, such as directly ordering the three law divisions to be tried.

Of course, there are also disadvantages to this method, because the factory guard, the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and the Criminal Department interrogate, it is difficult to guarantee that there will be no dizzy ministers to protect Yang Xian, and in the end there will be any controversy.

In addition, a worse method can also be used, which is the direct court staff.

Although the reputation of the court staff stinks, in fact, it is actually a kind of preferential treatment for ministers.

That is to say, even if the minister is guilty of a major crime, you can order your own army to beat you with a staff as the emperor, but you can't use other criminal laws, which is actually a variant of not punishing a doctor.

In the Donglin case, many people died and became a symbol of the tyranny of the Apocalypse Emperor.

But today, it has intensified.

Killing directly without going through the law or with a staff is tantamount to losing even the last bit of dignity of the minister, and it has become the simplest and most direct violence.

It is conceivable what the officials will think in their hearts, as soon as this example is opened, it means that they really have no privileges.

The Emperor of the Apocalypse said, "I am waiting for the Qing family to be furious." Come on, is Yang Xian dead? ”

A rider came in and said, "Your Majesty, Yang Xian has been ambushed." ”

"Good." The Emperor of the Apocalypse said with a smile: "Show the head of the owl to the public, and hang his head at the door of the Inspection Division." ”

"Whoa."

No one could see the intentions of the Emperor of the Apocalypse.

Then, the Emperor of the Apocalypse looked at the torrential rain outside: "Such a big rainstorm, I am only afraid that I will have to live here for the time being, so I won't go back to the palace first, Zhang Qing, you go to work with your Qingpingfang on weekdays, come here if you have time, sit with me, and we will play chess." ”

Zhang Jing twisted and said: "I can't play chess if I am humble." ”

"Won't you know how to fight chess?"

"Ah......" Zhang Jing hurriedly said: "This will." ”

So Yang Xian's head hung directly in the storm.

The storm was still raging, and the subjects in the capital were already miserable.

And the officials are okay, after all, most of the places where they live are close to the bell and drum tower, that place, the terrain has always been very high, and there are sedan chair drivers in and out, therefore, as in the past, sitting in a sedan chair, comfortably to the office of the office.

In the Hanlin Courtyard, there was a sudden accident.

As soon as the news from Tianqiaofang came out.

The Hanlin people went crazy and flocked to the public house of the Hanlin University to ask for an audience.

Who knew that this scholar knew the news ahead of everyone, he predicted the prediction of the Hanlin people, and knew that this matter would definitely not be over, he was not a person with a backbone, he just wanted to mix his qualifications, and he really didn't want to get involved in right and wrong, so he ...... Sick.

Fortunately, Liu Yan, the waiter, is here.

So everyone found Liu Yan's bachelor, Liu Yan was also furious, and said sharply: "Killing the minister like this, is this treating the minister as a pig and dog?" How can the country's cultivators be so bad? What is Yang Xian's crime? Princes...... Your Majesty's side, there is a traitor. ”

"It must be that Wei Zhongxian." There was a young Hanlin editor who shouted angrily.

And then......

The mood actually calmed down.

Wei Zhongxian can't do it, Wei Zhongxian is too hard.

A person on the other side said: "It's Zhang Jingyi of the hundred households!" ”

All of a sudden, everyone became enthusiastic again: "Yes, Yang Gong died because of him, can you sit back and watch today's events?" Such a traitor must not be tolerated to play right and wrong in front of His Majesty. If we don't say anything today, it will be your responsibility for you and me to lose the country in other days. ”

"Yang Gong has always been upright, his sleeves are clean, and his official voice is good, such a person actually kills like this, and if he kills him today, he will be the one who is in a different place on a different day. I, Liu Yanxi, am a bachelor, and I should speak up. ”

"I'll go too."

"Let's go."

"Death admonishes each other, and the princes can care about it."

"Yes!"

In the past, it was just a matter of killing people in the party struggle, but they also went through a procedure, but now they don't even go through the procedure, but the resentment that is suppressed in everyone's hearts on weekdays is vented at once.

And Yang Xian is not a party, nor is he Donglin, there are no evil deeds on weekdays, inside and outside the government and the opposition, who doesn't say that he is good? If you don't make trouble this time, when will you wait?

The Hanlin Courtyard was mighty, and there were forty or fifty people who walked out, and when they walked through the lobby of the household department, some young people from the household department also followed, and when they arrived at the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the imperial history of the Metropolitan Procuratorate was actually already ready to go, and the imperial historians were gearing up, and this time they also vowed to get rid of the traitor.

In fact, in the entire Ming Dynasty, there is one of the most strange phenomena, that is, the real national events, which rarely cause huge controversy, and at most they are discussed in the temple.

But whenever something big happens, nine times out of ten, it's for something that seems simple.

For example, the great etiquette discussion during the Jiajing period is clearly to confirm whether Jiajing's father is his father, which is probably the same as how later generations will prove that your father is your father, no matter how tricky it is, but after all, it is just a dispute of etiquette, but such a controversy has lasted for several years, shaking the world, inside and outside the government and the opposition, countless people have followed one after another.

The reason why hundreds of officials are angry today is that on the one hand, it has been suppressed for too long. On the other hand, it was this time of killing, your Emperor of the Apocalypse did not follow the procedure, even if you let Dongchang plant the blame, everyone endured it, or directly pulled the court staff and accidentally beat people to death, everyone can pinch their noses and admit it, but you are so unscrupulous and directly killing, you can't bear it, and flip the table.

The sedan chairs of the ministers came to the noon gate one after another.

By this time, there were more than 200 people.

Such a scale has frightened the guard in front of the door like earth.

However, soon, the ministers learned the news that His Majesty was not in the Forbidden City, nor in the West Garden, but in Tianqiaofang.

Not returning home at night is another crime.

As an emperor, if you don't stay in the palace, what do you want to do?

So everyone was mighty, and they sat in the sedan chair one after another, facing the wind and rain, and went towards Tianqiaofang with high emotions.

All of a sudden, this sedan chair like a long dragon was magnificent.

In the midst of the storm, Liu Yan, who was lying in the sedan chair and swaying, had a pale face, and there was such a big trouble today, it seemed that there was no turning back.

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There are two more chapters.