Zhu Qizhen put away his smile, and his words were much colder: "I really have something for you Fan Zhong to do."

Eunuch Wang Zhen, flattering and straight, cholera dynasty, no king and no father, when he was a national thief.

I ordered you Fan Zhong to immediately kill the national thief Wang Zhenji's comrades, hanging his head in Zhongyuan, Fan Zhong, I don't know if you can do this or not? ”

"What?"

Fan Zhong was shocked and looked up in disbelief.

Your Majesty, Your Majesty wants to kill Wang Zhen.

On weekdays, His Majesty obeys the king's words, and he is very pampered, but now he will kill him if he says it......

"Fan Zhong, I'm asking you?"

Zhu Qizhen looked at Fan Zhong with blazing eyes.

Fan Zhong reacted, and immediately knelt on the ground to express his loyalty: "Minister, Fan Zhong, is willing to be the pioneer of the king, kill the national thief, and live up to Your Majesty's holy grace." ”

"Okay, worthy of being my Ming general.

Fan Zhong, after killing Wang Zhen and his party, edicted hundreds of officials to discuss matters, and informed the British Duke that the army was not allowed to act rashly and pull out the camp, and the matter should not be mentioned again. ”

"Chen Fan Zhong, take the order."

Fan Zhong sent out a big tent in high spirits, rubbed his hands, and impatiently went to find Wang Zhen.

Anyway, Your Majesty will let Wang Zhen die now, and this old dog will die.

Fan Zhong suddenly felt that His Majesty seemed to feel wise and martial.

Zhu Qizhen looked at Fan Zhong's back, thinking of the undisguised joy just now, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

This Wang Zhen is really damned.

Zhu Qizhen did not feel guilty or sympathetic to the dying Wang Zhen, on the contrary, he pinned his hopes on Wang Zhen's head to save some hearts for himself.

When he read the information, he learned that at this time, there were also many people in the accompanying officers and soldiers who were resentful of Wang Zhen's indiscriminate command, and tried to use extraordinary means to kill Wang Zhen and forcibly force him to return to Luan.

If it really goes that far, it will be a big mess.

If one is not careful, there will be a mutiny, and Tumubao will not be able to become Ma Weipo, and his ending in Zhu Qizhen may not be as good as Tang Xuanzong.

Therefore, Wang Zhen's head is the best cool dissipation for the anger of these hundreds of thousands of people.

Zhu Qi had no doubt about Wang Zhen's rebellion, but he had a different opinion on whether Wang Zhen was the culprit of the Tumubao Incident.

Wang Zhen is just a eunuch in the end, and with the help of the emperor's power, he can't make decisions, so it is very likely that he has carried the black pot for the original Zhu Qizhen.

A eunuch is dead when he dies, and Zhu Qizhen is more worried about his future now.

The change of Tumubao, Zhu Qizhen was completely demoralized, and he had lost his qualification to be a king.

Fifty-two civil and military ministers were martyred, and one-third of the center was directly lost, and the honors and nobles were directly faulted.

The elite of the hundred battles left behind by the Yongle Dynasty were wiped out overnight.

And the dignified Emperor Ming was not only captured, but also went to his own city to call the door, how not to disappoint people, chilling.

So when he went back, the world would rather go against orthodoxy, and the hundred officials acquiesced and recognized Zhu Qiyu, the temporary emperor.

For no other reason, Zhu Qizhen is really unbearable.

Zhu Qizhen kept tapping his index finger, thinking about the next countermeasures.

Fan Zhong didn't need to look for more when he got out of the big tent, but he saw a group of people surrounded by one person.

There are all kinds of people in a bunch of people, there are eunuchs, brocade guards, civil ministers and military generals, smiling and laughing, and making gestures, how low and low the posture is, just to please the person in front of him.

Fan Zhong stepped forward with a few personal soldiers, sneering in his heart, gelding dog, he didn't know that he was dying.

Seeing that Fan Zhong was coming, Wang Zhen was still lying on the rocking chair, looking lazy.

jokes, even the second-class officials in the DPRK and the Central Committee have to call our family brothers and sisters, laughing and laughing.

You are a little guard general, and you are also worthy of our family to get up.

"General Fan has finished seeing His Majesty? Well, what our family promised the general has done. ”

Wang Zhen said a word lightly, but he never glanced at Fan Zhong.

Fan Zhong is not annoyed, a dying person, what do he care about with him.

"The prince and the prince have made a promise of a thousand gold, and it is not unjust to spend this silver in the end.

Not only did the last general see His Majesty, but His Majesty also gave the last general an errand. ”

"Errands? What errand? ”

Fan Zhong said unhurriedly: "The errand that Your Majesty handed over to the last general is to kill the national thief. ”

"A national thief? What national thief? Where are the thieves? ”

Wang Zhen swished up from his chair.

"National thief, it's you, father-in-law."

Fan Zhong said with a smile, and then his face changed drastically.

"By the holy decree, kill the national thief Wang Zhen and his comrades."

Behind him, the wolf-like soldiers surrounded the crowd.

The surrounding Jinyi guards, General Dahan found an abnormality, but as soon as he heard that it was His Majesty's meaning, he immediately dispersed.

Everyone froze on the spot, not understanding what was going on.

Wang Zhenru fell into an ice cave and took two steps back, looking incredulous.

What happened, what happened, how could His Majesty suddenly want to kill himself.

Looking up at Fan Zhong's cold face again, thinking about the great change in His Majesty's attitude towards himself just now, he already had a conclusion in his heart.

Your Majesty, you really want to kill yourself.

Wang Zhen looked at Fan Zhong, who was like a black tower, gritted his teeth and begged for mercy: "General Fan, for the sake of our family who has just helped the general, I beg General Fan to let our family see Your Majesty, and we will see him."

Whether it works out or not, all the net worth of our family can be given to the general, and the general is the reborn parent of our family. ”

He was unwilling, he didn't believe that His Majesty would be so ruthless to him, he pinned his hopes on seeing His Majesty again and asking for a way to live for himself.

Fan Zhong didn't say a word, and stretched out his hand to his waist to wear a sword.

Wang Zhen couldn't care about his identity anymore, and knelt down with a puff.

After all, he's one of His Majesty's dogs.

Wang Zhen shouted heartbreakingly in the direction of the big tent: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the slave and maid have been with Your Majesty for ten years, and the slave and maid have done their best for Your Majesty, slave and maid, where did the slave and maid do wrong, Your Majesty will spare the slave and maid's life......"

Fan Zhong had already drawn his sword and stepped forward, swinging his sword without hesitation, and there was a burst of exclamations around him.

In his previous life, Fan Zhong was killed with a hammer, and now he is killed with a sword.

Wang Zhen was bloodied on the spot, and stared at the big tent before he fell, hoping to see the yellow robe.

At the last moment, he hoped that the people in the big tent would smile as they had done in the past, and say, "Wang Companion, I am joking with you." ”

Fan Zhong cut off his head with his hands and feet, signaled his soldiers to step forward, and slaughtered more than a dozen people around Wang Zhen regardless of their crying and wailing.

Holding Wang Zhen's head in his hand, Fan Zhong was indescribably happy in his heart.

Today's hand blade Wang Zhen, drink in the future, and his son and grandson Kan Dashan, I Fan Zhong can also say that the capital.

Fan Zhong, who was not too troublesome, personally hung the head of the most powerful eunuch since the founding of the Ming Dynasty on the Yuanmen, looking at his masterpiece, Fan Zhong's heart had a throbbing that he had not seen for many years.

Obediently, this is much more fulfilling than killing a Mongolian barbarian.

After admiring it for a long time, Fan Zhong didn't dare to delay, and hurriedly went to find the British Gongzhang Fu.