Chapter 225: The Old Thing That Wants to Be Hanged
"Oops!"
"Yes...... ...... Save...... Destiny ......"
Before he could hear the news in the city, Zhu Yunxi, who reacted, heard a loud exclamation in his ears again.
Go back.
I saw the little twenty-third uncle Zhu Huan, and for some reason he fell down from the horizontal branch where he was sitting, and the whole person was facing the sky on his back, waving his limbs, and shouting in his mouth.
Finally, plop up.
I saw that the little twenty-third uncle Zhu Huan had already smashed on the eunuch Yutian who had just led people to the tree.
Hearing Zhu Huan, whose body bones became stronger and stronger, was smashed like this, Yutian directly cocked his legs, his face was blue and purple for a while, and his mouth was rounder than Hongwu Tongbao.
Zhu Yunxi walked over with a black line on his face, and lifted Zhu Huan, who was still in surprise, and shouted indiscriminately with his teeth and claws.
"Yoon-hee, help!"
"Help!"
"Save ......"
"Hiccup!"
Zhu Huan, who was still screaming indiscriminately, saw that the picture in his eyes changed from a blue to a dark and vicious black face of Yun Xi's nephew.
Zhu Huan was so frightened that he hiccuped, his eyes were round, and his hands were rubbing his thighs uneasily.
Zhu Yunxi's heart was still beating wildly at this time, and he didn't dare to think that if this little twenty-third uncle had an accident in the East Palace, where he broke and broken, how Concubine Li Xian would trouble herself when she turned around, and how the old man should explain.
"Look, look at what!" Zhu Yunxi's whole face was so black that black water was about to drip out, and he reacted angrily and instinctively: "Why didn't you break your arms and legs!" ”
"Oops...... My arm......"
Just as Zhu Yunxi was angry and wanted to teach Zhu Huan a lesson, Yutian, who had been hit the head in the back, was still lying on the ground, trembling and moaning.
The atmosphere that was finally created seemed to be blown away by a gust of wind in an instant.
Zhu Huan immediately twisted his buttocks, and the person broke free from Zhu Yunxi's hand, and ran behind Tang Queqing who heard the sound behind him, grabbed Tang Queqing's skirt tightly, and looked at Zhu Yunxi, who was full of anger and had nowhere to vent his anger.
Zhu Yun crossed his waist with one hand, and pointed at Zhu Huan who was hiding behind Tang Queqing with the other hand: "If you have the ability, don't hide!" This month, next month's dessert cake is gone! ”
However, Zhu Yunxi saw that this kid was not afraid, hiding behind Tang Queqing, and even more boldly squeezed a grimace at himself, and then shook Tang Queqing.
"Sister Tang......"
Tang Queqing was amused, turned around and patted Zhu Huan's head, and came to Zhu Yunxi: "It's just a fall, when the concubine was in Zhongdu, she often fell and bruised when she was a child." No, Uncle Twenty-Three was not injured. ”
Zhu Yunxi's brows furrowed, and there was a painful moan in Yutian lying on the ground in his ears, the green tendons on his head were beating, and he waved his sleeves angrily.
"You just get used to him!"
Tang Queqing smiled and said softly: "Sun Qianhu doesn't have anything to look for you, Your Highness, go and get busy, the matter of the twenty-third uncle, the concubine will reason with him." ”
"He's not an age to be reasonable!" Zhu Yunxi's brows kept jumping, but in the end, he could only continue to flick his sleeves helplessly to express the anger in his heart.
As soon as Zhu Yunxi turned around and was about to lead Sun Cheng to talk elsewhere, he heard a burst of cheers from the little twenty-third uncle Zhu Huan behind him, as well as the usual sycophants and flattery of Tang Queqing.
"The ancients did not deceive me!"
With a grunt, Zhu Yunxi had already taken Sun Cheng into the R&D room in his palace.
When I entered the R&D room, I explained the strangely shaped steel components.
In the air, there is also a surging smell of oil and coal.
Zhu Yunxi sat on the Taishi chair safely, looked at Sun Cheng in front of him, and gently turned the white jade wrench in his hand: "The people have all gone to Hongwu Gate to cry out for Ren Hengtai?" ”
Sun Cheng nodded, and couldn't help but look at the imperial grandson in front of him, who was calm and immovable.
Three days ago, he and Tian Mai, who was secretly guarded, arrested all the people who spread rumors in the city, and then dragged them to various street corners one by one and slapped them in public.
According to the imperial grandson's edict, those who spread rumors were all slapped and tongued.
Under the deterrence of the flying fish suit, even if the Wuhou who came to patrol the city and the officials of Yingtianfu, Jiangning County, and Shangyuan County who came to hear the news arrived, they only dared to watch from a distance, and waited until the Jinyiwei gang killed those people's tongues and tongues, and then they dared to step forward and drag those people into the yamen elder.
The officers did not dare to ask more.
Since people were slapped by the killers of the Jinyi Guard, it must be these people who broke the law, and as the security officers and local officials of Yingtian City, they have the responsibility to bring these people to justice and receive fair and just legal sanctions from the Ming Dynasty.
And what really makes Sun Cheng feel admired is Taisun's ability to tell things like a god and his grasp of the current situation.
Those people were slapped and their tongues were rotten, but as Taisun said, the rumors had been spontaneously circulated among the people, and Sun Cheng didn't dare to slap the tongues of the people.
And as Bachelor Xie visited those neighbors who were familiar with Ren Hengtai, today it was the same as the arrangement of the grandson, those people were either under the guidance of justice, or under the benefits of Bachelor Jie, or under the condition that he brought people to wear flying fish suits to support Scholar Jie.
Today, according to the plan, those people appeared in front of the Hongwu Gate to cry out for Ren Hengtai, a great injustice that had been devastated by rumors for several days.
This move has attracted the people of Yingtian, who are very curious about this rumor and gossip in the city, and they spontaneously come to the Hongwu Gate.
Sun Cheng sighed, and then whispered: "Sure enough, as the third master expected, those people came out and gathered in front of Hongwu Gate to shout grievances for Ren Hengtai, which has attracted countless people in the city to watch. ”
After replying, Sun Cheng looked up curiously at the imperial grandson who was sitting on the Taishi chair, who seemed to be in deep thought, and he wanted to know when the next plan would start.
Zhu Yunxi reviewed the current situation in the city, raised his head and looked at Sun Cheng, who was curious: "Wait." ”
"Wait?" Sun Cheng muttered in confusion.
Zhu Yunxi didn't explain, and stood up: "Go to the city wall to see the situation." ”
Sun Cheng stretched out his hand and scratched his head.
In a few moments, the two of them had already arrived at the gate of Hongwumen.
As soon as he arrived at the Hongwu Gate, Zhu Yunxi could hear the hustle and bustle under the city gate.
As soon as you stretch out your head again, you can see nearly 100 people gathered in front of the city gate, shouting for Ren Hengtai in front of the Hongwu Gate.
In the front row of people, there was a long white cloth in their hands. The white cloth clearly reads, 'Ren Shilang is a good person, and Ren Shilang is not wrong'.
In the crowd behind, there were more people holding small white flags in their hands, on which were written words to explain Ren Hengtai's grievances.
Zhu Yunxi frowned, isn't this the answer he gave to Xie Jin a few days ago on how to make public opinion more lively.
It was really used in the past by the current learning of the whole beard and the whole shadow.
And around these people who shouted for Ren Hengtai, it was the officers sent by the Tianfu and the Jinwu avant-garde officers and soldiers who guarded the Hongwu Gate and the Zhengyang Gate, isolating the people who watched the excitement.
Taking a closer look, Zhu Yunxi felt that the scene had gathered more than a thousand people to watch the excitement.
On both sides of Hongwu Gate, the officials of the nearest Taichang Temple and the Yamen of the Ministry of Industry could only hide behind the Yamen, stretching out their heads to watch the lively scene outside.
Zhu Yunxi showed a satisfied smile on his face and snorted twice.
Footsteps could be heard behind him.
Immediately, the voice of Xie Jin came into his ears.
"The minister is fortunate not to be dishonored, and the grandson's plan has now been completed."
Xie Jin, who had been talking all the way, came to Zhu Yunxi's side, with a smile on his face, stretched out his head to the outside of the city wall, and glanced at the people under the city gate.
Zhu Yunxi smiled silently: "This is the will of the people." ”
Xie Jin looked back and glanced deeply at the imperial grandson: "Now that the people's hearts are in hand, is it time to take the next step?" ”
Zhu Yunxi stretched out his hand and stomped on the city wall, and nodded: "Tonight, every household in Yingtian must receive a tabloid." ”
Xie Jin frowned: "They can't understand ......"
"They'll find someone who can read it."
Zhu Yunxi patted Xie Jin's shoulder, turned around and thought about going back to the palace.
Xie Jin looked at Zhu Yunxi's back along the city wall, turned around and stuck his head out of the city wall, and glanced at the people in front of Hongwu Gate.
I couldn't help but tremble.
……
"Shaft!"
"Too much deception!"
"The old man is now a loss of face!"
With a bang, the entire Lion Rock, which was shrouded in darkness, seemed to tremble slightly because of these roars.
Outside the Yasha on the top of the mountain, it was a dark night without stars, and there were several old Confucian scholars from Jiangnan who had just come to Yingtian City from various places a few days ago for the reason of studying abroad.
I saw that several people were full of angry expressions, and their faces were flushed with spots left over from the vicissitudes of life.
In front of these old Confucians, it was Zhao Mian, the head of the household who was a little drowsy with his legs crossed. There is also Liu Sanwu, a Chinese scholar with his head down, holding a piece of paper with a very bad texture in his hand at this time, but the handwriting on it is printed.
Liu Sanwu looked at the handwriting on the paper, his muscles were rising, and he crumpled the paper into a ball, clenched it tightly in the palm of his hand, and then raised his head to look at several old Confucian seniors.
"What happened in front of Hongwu Gate today, the old man felt that something was very wrong after hearing about it."
"Sure enough......" Liu Sanwu sighed: "Sure enough, it's only been a few hours, and the whole city is full of such filthy words!" What a son of man! Disgusting! ”
"Someone must be behind this!"
An old man roared almost with his eyes on fire.
Another person directly tore the paper full of false accusations in front of him and shredded it.
"How can the old man have been insulted like this in his life!"
"Thieves are hateful!"
"The old man is already eager to slash the thief at this moment, and then hang himself on the beam!"