When the news that King Fu's mansion was raided and King Fu and his family were escorted to Beijing came out, the entire Central Plains region was jubilant.

Because this is a great joy for all the people.

In order to support King Fu, the entire Henan Province could not bear it, and every year it was necessary to withdraw a part of the taxes from Shandong, Huguang and Sichuan provinces, just to raise this fat pig.

Now that the big fat pig is slaughtered, these provinces, especially the people of Henan, seem to have a heavy mountain on their heads suddenly moved, and the pressure is instantly reduced by more than half, and the whole person is much more relaxed.

Originally, some people who felt that they couldn't survive and were ready to flee to become refugees also changed their minds, after all, who would want to leave their hometowns and be a homeless person who lives today and doesn't know tomorrow?

But there are also many people who are worried about whether the imperial court will have another king in Luoyang, and I heard that the younger brother King Xin, who is now long lived, is also about to become a vassal.

And Banzai loves this younger brother very much, if this is sealed to Luoyang, will it be another blessed king?

However, as a decree of the Apocalypse was handed down and distributed to all prefectures and counties, this worry disappeared in an instant, and all the people were even happier than the New Year.

Because the Apocalypse clearly stated in its will that in the next three years, all the land endowments of the people of Henan will be reduced, and Shandong, Huguang, and Sichuan will be reduced by one year each.

All the fertile land that King Fu rewarded and plundered was returned to the people, and those allocated from Sichuan, Huguang, and Shandong were returned to the three provinces, and the rest were returned to Henan, and then distributed according to the number of people.

If the displaced people from their original place go back again, they will not be guilty of the past, and they will still be able to obtain land distribution.

This is definitely a great grace for ordinary people.

The people regard food as the sky, and the land is the guarantee of food, and now they can distribute fertile land and reduce taxes, which was unimaginable before.

In the past, the imperial court was eager to knock out the bones of the people and strip them clean, so how could they take the initiative to reduce or reduce taxes, and even redistribute the collected fertile land to the people.

"The emperor's grace is magnificent, the emperor's grace is magnificent, long live you haven't forgotten us."

"Now the baby can live, the baby can live, there is no need to sell it."

"It's not a fugitive, it's not a fugitive, carry it again, and after a while, this day will be fine."

Many people were so excited that they burst into tears, they didn't really have high requirements, they just hoped that they could fill their stomachs at the end of a year's hard work.

Now, as long as God doesn't open his eyes and the crops are not harvested, it shouldn't be a problem to survive.

In fact, the matter of copying a large amount of wealth from the Fuwang Mansion has gradually spread among the people, and even the more it spreads, some say that a few gold and silver mountains have been copied out, and the light emitted has illuminated the sky.

It is also said that the floor tiles in King Fu's mansion are all made of gold and silver, and the palace is also built with gold and silver bricks, which are gold and silver houses.

This makes many people who are struggling on the edge of survival very dissatisfied, and they are also very resentful of the court, because King Fu is a relative of the emperor and a relative of the court, and he is also canonized by the court.

Isn't this equivalent to being plundered by the imperial court?

Now, as soon as the holy decree of the Apocalypse is made, most of the people's complaints will disappear in an instant, because they have all received real benefits, and they are no longer so jealous that the imperial court has confiscated the gold and silver mountains.

Because even if the court doesn't say anything, what can the poor people do? Haven't you all survived all these years?

The people of several provinces were happy, but the Fuwang Mansion was full of tears, Zhu Changxun washed his face with tears all day long, and when he arrived in Beijing, the whole person lost dozens of pounds.

However, he was too fat, and even if he lost dozens of pounds, it did not drop below three hundred, so it was not obvious.

"This king asks to see Banzai, let this king go to see Banzai."

"Long live, the minister is wronged, there is a great wrong, the minister has never thought of rebellion, someone is framing the minister."

After arriving in Jingshi, King Fu was quickly imprisoned, but he shouted grievances every day, and even wanted to state his grievances to the apocalypse in person.

But the apocalypse didn't want to see this fat pig at all, so he saved himself from letting him go for a while.

If Tianqi really wants to give King Fu a way to live, it is actually very simple, it is completely possible that he has not really rebelled and fallen lightly, at least he doesn't have to die.

But as soon as this idea was born, he vetoed it.

With the temper of the apocalypse itself, he can't wait to slaughter all these vassal kings, this is a fat pig, they have eaten up the entire Ming Dynasty.

There is no need to raise so many pigs, Daming's financial problems will be solved in an instant, and then all their family property will be confiscated, and they will not have to worry about money for at least ten years.

However, as tempting as the idea is, reason tells Apocalypse that it can only be thought about now.

Because if you really do this, you will definitely give people a brutal and unkind image, after all, the successive emperors of the Zhu family, no matter how strange they are, have never done such a thing.

You are so cruel to your own family, and you are not much better to others.

And those vassal kings will not sit idly by, although they do not have administrative power and military power, they have money in their hands.

At this age, as long as there is food and drink, some people are willing to work hard.

When the time comes, the whole country will be full of smoke, and it will really be over.

Therefore, you can't be rash, just to deal with a lucky king, Tianqi has spent so much thought, at least on the surface it is done seamlessly, except for a very few people, no one else will think that Tianqi is the real mastermind behind it.

But this kind of strategy, which can only be used once, and then used against other vassal kings, is difficult to believe.

Therefore, the remaining pigs can only continue to be raised for the time being, and then find a way to slaughter them.

Because of this, King Fu must die, not even for such a crime as rebellion, how can he have enough excuses to trouble other vassal kings in the future?

Looking at the poisonous wine and white silk in front of him, Zhu Changxun trembled with fright, and cried loudly: "Long live, the minister doesn't want to die, the minister really doesn't want to rebel." ”

But the knife is already on his neck, who can save him?

As soon as the Jinyi Wei Baihu, who was in charge of supervising the execution, shook his head, several of his subordinates hurriedly rushed forward, directly set up Zhu Changxun, and then grabbed the wine jug and prepared to forcibly pour it down.

Zhu Changxun let out a howl like killing a pig, and hurriedly shouted: "Choose Bai Aya, this king chooses Bai Aya, and this king should not drink poisonous wine." ”

After drinking wine all his life, he didn't want to be poisoned by alcohol, and poisoned wine would make his stomach hurt a lot, and he was most afraid of pain.

Jin Yiwei helped him tie Bai Aya, prepared a stool, and then urged him to stand up as soon as possible.

Zhu Changxun cried while putting Bai Aya on his neck, but he didn't put it on for a long time, and when several brocade guards were impatient and ready to force their hands, they had to put Bai Aya around their necks.

Before he could take the initiative to kick off the stool, the hundred households signaled, and a brocade guard flew up and kicked the stool directly.

Zhu Changxun's eyes were immediately round, his face was hideous, and his legs kept kicking in mid-air.

Suddenly, with a bang, Bai Aya broke off in response, and he fell to the ground with a thud, breathing greedily.

This fat pig actually crushed the white silk, which is also rare.

Zhu Changxun, who had eased up, howled in surprise and joy: "I'm not dead, I'm not dead, God opens his eyes, this king doesn't have to die." ”

can only say that he really thought too much, and Jin Yiwei quickly prepared a thick white silk, and forced him to hang it up in the midst of Zhu Changxun's begging and howling.

This time, he wasn't so lucky.

After a lot of tossing, the fat pig finally became a string of bacon, hanging on the beam and swaying gently, motionless.