The team moved slowly, and except for the scattered footsteps, the whole team was silent.

The Beijing officials had ghosts in their hearts, and the magistrates who came to participate in the great court meeting did not dare to say much, so they could only follow silently behind.

When the team arrived at the gate of Fengtian Palace, the magistrates who came from other places to participate in the court meeting, according to their own grades, stopped next to the grade stone, waiting for the possible emperor to summon them.

The high-ranking officials continued to walk forward, and when they reached the gate of the palace, everyone stopped and dressed in their hats to prevent the king from losing his manners.

Raising his feet and stepping into the hall, Wen Dongwu and Xi lined up in two teams, marched to the jade steps, and quietly waited for the arrival of the king.

The low-level officials outside the door, one by one, looked at their noses and noses, and did not dare to look around, for fear that the superfluous movements would be discovered by the Jinyi guards who were standing guard around them, and then took them down in the name of the king.

"Your Majesty, Baichen, kneel!"

Just when the officials outside pricked up their ears and listened to the words inside for a while with their maximum hearing. A sharp roar suddenly shook them to a stagger, and some officials who were overly energetic fell directly to the ground by this voice.

"I'm a mother, what a loud voice!"

An official from Henan subconsciously exclaimed, but as soon as the words came out, his intestines were blue with regret.

It's a sin to look at each other in this place, let alone speak.

"Shut up, dare to speak again, the court staff is waiting!"

Sure enough, a brocade guard on duty next to him, his eyes widened, and he scolded him viciously.

The Henan official's body trembled for a moment, and nodded gratefully at the debt just because of his body.

This brocade guard is good, he didn't take him for the first time, but kindly reminded him, what a good person.

I used to hear how arrogant and unreasonable Jinyiwei was, but today it seems that the rumors are wrong.

In fact, the Henan official didn't know that the legs under the brocade sweatshirt were also trembling.

If it were normal, this Henan official would definitely be unlucky, but now this Jinyi Wei is also scared enough, and his legs can no longer move, so he can only remind him verbally, but he secretly wrote down the other party's official appearance in his heart.

Glancing at the two oversized speakers hanging on both sides of the steps, Jin Yiwei secretly wiped the sweat on his head, "The head is really, there is no reminder of this movement, if I hadn't worked hard just now, I would have been paralyzed!" ”

"Your Majesty, St. Jin'an!"

As the old man took Zhu Zhangui and Zhu Chubby into the Fengtian Palace, the Manchu civil and military collectives knelt down to greet them.

"Flat!"

The old man who was helped by Zhu Zhangui and sat on the dragon chair, and after Zhu Zhangui and his father went to their places, he raised his hand slightly and let everyone be exempted.

The officials outside the door, after hearing the old man's voice, looked in a trance.

The emperor's voice has become so loud, as if it is ringing in his ears, he is worthy of being the son of God, and it is really not simple.

After everyone got up, the old man didn't say a word, just sat quietly on the dragon chair and looked at the people below.

This is also the crown dress he wore today, if he was wearing a regular dress as before, he would have put his hands in his sleeves, leaned back on the dragon chair, squinted his eyes and prepared to watch the play.

Zhang Hang, who was in charge of standing on duty today, stood up and reported on the official ceremonies and absences of the ministers gathered this morning.

After he finished speaking, the old man nodded, and it was rare for this old man not to go to the impeachment recital today, and turned around and walked to his class.

Obviously, as the old man's pen, he also knew that something big was happening today, and in order to prevent getting angry, he didn't come to get involved.

As the first person to spray the annual court meeting, Zhang Xuan did not speak, and the other officials were a little uncomfortable for a while, and they all looked at him in dismay.

The officials of the Imperial Observatory looked at him wildly, reminding the old man if he had forgotten something.

It's a pity that Zhang Hang, the old man, is like having hemorrhoids in his eyes, and he pretends not to understand the meaning of the look that others give him, and Yun Yufeng returned to his position lightly.

Now it's all right.

As the saying goes, if someone picks on something, everyone can fish in troubled waters, but if no one picks the head, it will be uncomfortable.

For a while, the entire hall was silent, and a needle drop could be heard.

If the people below don't speak, then don't expect the old man to speak.

He has given all the government to the big fat son, he is already in a semi-retired state, if he is not still the emperor now, he will not even come to this court meeting, get up so early on a cold day, how can he sleep comfortably in the bed.

Now it's okay, the top doesn't speak, and the bottom doesn't speak, and the whole scene is in a weird place.

At this time, it is close to the end of the year, it is the coldest time, Jinling is close to the Yangtze River and the humidity is heavy, and the cold air is directly drilled into people's bones.

The official uniforms of the Ming Dynasty can be said to be very wonderful, cold in winter and hot in summer, so you can wear them in spring and autumn, and you can wear them in winter and summer, which is terrible.

Outside, there was a stove in the carriage, and the officials were still wearing big hats and leather coats, but they had to take them off when they entered the palace.

Today, I don't know if the palace people forgot, or someone deliberately arranged it, the glass windows on all sides of the hall that were installed last year were all opened at this time, and the stove inside was not lit, and the cold wind was swishing into the hall.

More than 70% of the officials who can enter this hall are in their 50s, and Zhu Zhangui is the youngest in the entire hall, except for the eunuchs and guards.

For those who are old, they can still carry the heat, but they really can't bear the cold.

Some of the old guys standing in the front row had their lips blue from the cold, and their bodies shivered unnaturally.

The old man sitting at the top of the table figured out the stove in his hand, glanced at the curtains lowered on both sides, looked at the ministers who were shivering with cold bodies below, and squinted with satisfaction.

"Guys, isn't it cold?"

Just when the quiet atmosphere was extremely depressed, Zhu Zhangui stepped forward and broke the deathly tranquility.

For a while, the nobles of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military domains breathed a sigh of relief.

It was too depressing just now, and it was the most depressing since they became officials.

Counting the old man's ascension to the throne, which time the court meeting was not lively, today's depressing atmosphere that was extremely cold at the beginning is really unbearable.

No one spoke, no one spoke, and everyone still kept their heads down silently.

Cold, not cold is the second grandson, but the problem is that they don't dare to say it.

Zhu Zhangui walked to the middle of the main hall and calmly looked at the civil and military ministers and vassal kings in front of him.

"Today's cold is deliberately arranged by me, and the main purpose is to let everyone experience the suffering of the people of Shandong."

"You are all important ministers of the imperial court, and now you are all enjoying brocade clothes and jade food, this cold feeling, I'm afraid I haven't experienced it for a long time."

"After all, you have concubines and maids to warm the quilt at night, and you have warm room hot water in the morning, as well as warm clothes, this kind of biting cold, I'm afraid it only remains in your memories when you were a child, and some people don't even have such an experience when they were young."

Walking slowly beside everyone, Zhu Zhangui continued in a voice unhurriedly: "I saw that there are many ministers, their lips have begun to turn blue, and their bodies have begun to swing, it seems that they can't stand the cold." ”

Stopping in front of a gray-bearded old minister, Zhu Zhangui looked at him with a smile and asked, "Do you wish the waiter to be cold?" ”

"Minister!"

The waiter surnamed Zhu wanted to say cold, but remembering what Zhu Zhangui said just now, he gritted his teeth and shook his head: "The minister is not cold!" ”

"It's not cold, hehe, it's good!"

Hearing this answer, the smile on Zhu Zhangui's face became even bigger, and he leaned forward slightly, staring at the other party with his eyes.

"Since that's the case, it seems that you should be very hot, after all, tens of thousands of taels of filial piety in Shandong's hometown every year are really hot to spend, and it's not hot!"

"Minister!"

Zhu Shilang's body trembled, and he was about to kneel down to explain, but Zhu Zhan Guimeng turned around and didn't even look at him, and roared at the Jinyi guard standing at the door: "Since our Lord Zhu is so hot, then pick off his official uniform and let him cool down." ”

"Yes!"

The four brocade guards on duty roared coldly, strode forward, ignored Zhu Shilang's plea for mercy, reached out and took off his black gauze hat, picked off his official uniform and boots, and pressed it to the ground.

"The emperor, the emperor, the minister is wronged... The minister is wronged! ”

Zhu Shilang hissed and yelled.

"Roar filial piety, slap mouth!"

Zhu Zhangui, who was walking towards the other team with a cold face, snorted coldly without looking back.

A brocade guard with a free hand directly picked up the scabbard of the embroidered spring knife and slapped it the mouth.

This time he was extremely ruthless, and the few old teeth left in Zhu Shilang's mouth were patted out, blood spurted from his mouth, he rolled his eyes, and fainted

This scene happened suddenly, and many people's bodies trembled again.

The vassal kings from all over the country beat drums in their hearts and secretly glanced at the old man sitting on it.

But when they saw this, they instantly understood in their hearts.

All this was acquiesced by the old guy Zhu Di, otherwise with the old guy's arbitrariness, even if he spoiled Zhu Zhangui, it would be impossible to allow the beating of important officials of the court in the main hall.

"Everyone should be very familiar with him, the official servant Zhu Yan, Hong Wunian's jinshi, his father was born in farming, and the family saved money for him to study, and he also worked very hard, he was lifted at a young age, and he was named on the gold list in the Beijing scientific examination in one fell swoop."

"Entered the Hanlin Academy, and then entered the Ministry of Officials to listen to the government, after decades of Huan Hai, through three generations of emperors, with the current gray-haired age, climbed to the position of the Ministry of Officials!"

Hearing the word three generations of emperors, many people secretly glanced at the old man, and lowered their heads after seeing that he didn't react.

"The head of the six ministries is in charge of the promotion and transfer of officials, and he has a lot of power."

Zhu Zhangui stood in the middle of the crowd with his hands behind his back, stretched out his hand and nodded to lie on the cold ground to wish the waiter.

"Our Lord Zhu is also clever enough, not only with the help of his tax-exempt status to collect land, but also with the help of his position, he has accepted bribes to help others transfer their positions many times."

"He is also very smart, knowing that the high-grade inspection is strict, so he will do it at the middle level of the fifth or sixth grade. In the past few decades, there have been more than a dozen people in his hometown in Shandong alone, who are the credit of our Lord Zhu. ”

"And these officials, in order to make a good deal with this Bole, they will give him a lot of filial piety every year, plus the fields he acquired, and then the money he earned from the field tax after he was under his name, our Lord Zhu, has a net income of no less than 20,000 taels per year."

Many of the officials present trembled their eyelids, and their hearts thumped nervously.

The investigation is so clear, it seems that he is also in danger, and when the imperial grandson comes, he should admit his guilt first and strive for a leniency.

"At least 20,000 taels, our Lord Zhu still doesn't work hard enough, but I've heard a saying, what's it called? Oh yes, three years of Qing Governor's Mansion 100,000 snowflakes of silver, this is an average of more than 30,000 taels a year, our Lord Zhu has to work harder. ”

Zhu Zhangui was an extremely cold joke, no one present laughed, still silently lowered his head, thinking about his own thoughts.

Looking at the civil and military ministers who were silently bowing their heads and silent, Zhu Zhangui continued: "Some people may say that everything should be told as evidence, and if you say some inexplicable words with empty mouths, you will be convicted of a servant of the ministry, isn't it too child's play." ”

Glancing at the ministers who didn't have any intention of drinking, Zhu Zhangui clapped his hands.

"Bring it in!"

Some people subconsciously looked back cautiously, and then Tong Kong shrank slightly.

I saw dozens of Han generals walking in carrying a big wooden plank.

The plank is 5 meters long and about 4 meters wide.

Of course, it's not the plank that matters, it's the what's on it.

There were open dossiers on the board, and the paper written in black pen and ink was stacked high on top of each other, half a man high, covering the entire board.

When the Han general carried the plank and passed by the officials, many people saw the bright red fingerprints on it, as well as the official seals of the Criminal Department, the Jinyi Guard, the Moon Shadow Guard, and the Yushitai.

The wooden plank was gently placed in the middle of the hall, Zhu Zhangui waved his hand to the Han generals, and after they walked out, Zhu Zhangui stepped forward, looked at the mark, picked up a thick stack and faced everyone.

"Our Lord Zhu is not only a power deal, but his family is not to be outdone, relying on his identity and Shandong's huge network of connections, rampant in the township, bullying men and women, and even killing people and setting fires, and robbing people's women."

patting the thick file on his hand, Zhu Zhangui said with a cold expression: "The testimony of the witnesses, the investigation of Jinyiwei, the identity of the victim, the time and place, and even the location of the corpse, I remember it clearly one by one!" ”

Placing the thick file on the wooden board, Zhu Zhangui stood in front of an official again, but before he could speak, the official directly knelt on the ground and shouted.

"Your Majesty, the ministers deserve death!"

Zhu Zhangui glanced at him calmly, slowly walked slowly in the ranks of officials, and when he walked to some officials, he would stop and look at the officials calmly.

And every time Zhu Zhangui stopped, the official would leave work with a bitter face and kneel next to the plank.

More and more people came out, none of them struggled before dying, and no one dared to take chances.

They all knew that since Zhu Zhangui stopped in front of them, it meant that they had absolute evidence to prove their guilt.

In just a moment of incense, more than 40 officials inside and outside the door stood up and knelt on the ground.

"There are six third-grade waiters, more than a dozen of the fifth-grade langs, four fourth-grade Shaoqing, and the directors of various departments, there are forty-six people!"

Staring at the kneeling people inside and outside the door, the smile on Zhu Zhangui's face didn't know whether it was cold or angry.

Stretched out his hand vigorously and nodded at these people, "Look at these people, which of them is not white and dignified, which one is not a pillar of the court, and which one is not full of literature and sage knowledge." ”

"Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations, these words are better than they sing every day, loyal to the king, patriotic and loyal to the king, they shout louder than anyone else."

"But you all see, but when the disguise is torn off their bodies at this moment, they become a disgusting pile of rotten meat!"

Zhu Zhangui's cheers spread throughout the entire hall, the entire palace, and the entire Jingshi through the four loudspeakers installed on the front steps of the palace.

At this moment, whether it was the officials, the guards in the palace, or the people outside the city who were busy for a day, they all stopped their movements and silently watched the palace and listened quietly.

"The ancestors knocked down the country and handed it over to us, they wanted us to take over their banner and lead all the people of the Ming Dynasty to continue to prosper and become strong and no longer oppressed by foreign races. But look at us, we have made the country like this. ”

"Let's ask you, if you make the country that our ancestors gave us like this, do you have the face to go down to see the ancestors, do you have the face to go down to see Emperor Taizu, and do you have the face to see the righteous men who helped our Han family Lang Liangliang up again and shed blood and sacrificed."

Everyone was silent, not knowing whether they were ashamed in their hearts or what they were thinking.

Zhu Zhangui took a few breaths, calmed his breath, and stretched out his hand to point at the officials present.

"And you, although you all stand on the court with a high sound, but you take out your heart and ask yourself, are you so clean."

"The emperor knows, and the people all over the world know that some of you are even more corrupt than these 40 or so people, and your relatives in your hometown are even more rampant than their relatives."

The huge sound of the trumpet, the buzzing of the earthquake hall, shook everyone's hearts slightly.

"I once said that if you have time, you should turn out your heart, liver, spleen, stomach and kidneys, dry and wash, and clean up, otherwise when it is rotten and pus, there will be no chance to clean it up again."

Glancing at the ministers coldly, Zhu Zhangui turned around and walked back slowly.

"In the past, the emperor's grandfather once told me that the scourge of our Ming Dynasty is the barbarians in the north, in order to relieve this scourge, we will be happy for a time, go through the rule of the army, grind the horses of the whole army, and march north many times."

"After more than ten years of war, countless money and food were spent, hundreds of thousands of soldiers were buried in other places, and several generals were wrapped in horses, and finally defeated the barbarians in the north in exchange for peace in the Central Plains."

"Later, the emperor's grandfather told me that the scourge of the Ming Dynasty is food, and without food, the people will starve, so we go to find food."

"Grandpa Huang, with tens of thousands of soldiers in his old age, traveled thousands of miles across the ocean to lay a happy land for growing food, and the British Gong Zhang Fu is still with tens of thousands of soldiers overseas, guarding our land that can feed us well."

"Zheng He, the Duke of Zhenhai, led the soldiers to drift across the ocean for several years, experienced countless hardships, and brought back high-yield grain."

"The enemy has fled and the food has been brought back, but why are the people still starving, and why are the people still rebelling."

Zhu Zhangui's rhetorical question made those important ministers who were concerned about the court fall into contemplation, and the old man's expression changed for the first time.

He looked at his grandson who was angrily asking the ministers at the bottom of the steps, and unconsciously brought his father into it.

Like, it's so like!

He seemed to remember that when his father first discovered the large-scale corruption of his courtiers, he was also so angry and helpless.

No one answered, let alone dared to respond.

"Shandong's line, I can see it."

Facing everyone, Zhu Zhangui said in a heavy tone: "The disaster of the Ming Dynasty is not outside, but in the imperial court. ”

Stretching out his hand and pointing hard, the officials kneeling inside and outside the door, Zhu Zhangui's voice raised vigorously, "It's in this Fengtian Palace, among the nobles of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military domains." ”

Zhu Zhangui attacked this time, and directly opened firepower, not only pointing the finger at the minister, but even at the vassal king and the nobles.

Yesterday, I was specially notified by the old man that the old vassal kings of Zhu Di's generation who came to the court looked slightly unhappy.

After all, Zhu Zhangui is their grandchild, saying this in front of so many people, it is not to give them these elders face at all, it is really too ignorant of the rules, how did Zhu Laosi, the grandson, teach?

And this kid doesn't look like a good stubble, if he ascends the throne in the future, I'm afraid that his family won't have a good life, it seems that he will have to be careful in the future.

Zhu Zhangui ignored the old vassal kings with unswerving faces, and said bitterly in the face of the ministers: "If our court is rotten here, the entire Ming Dynasty will be rotten." If you are all rotten, the entire Ming people will rise up everywhere like the end of the Yuan Dynasty, knock us down, and let us die without a place to be buried. ”

"Let's think about it, it's only been a few years since this good day, the family has only eaten and worn warm clothes for a few days, and how far is Yuanren's knife from our necks, I forgot it, ah!"

"Let me tell you, the ancestors who died tragically under the sword of the Yuanren, the innocent people who starved to death in the wasteland, and the souls of countless soldiers who died in the battlefield are still staring at you underground every day!"

After a burst of extreme output, Zhu Zhangui exhaled heavily, as if he wanted to exhale all the depression in his heart.

"There must be a beginning to these words, and I will finish my words today, and I hope you will do it and cherish it."

"Here I advise you, when you drink the blood of the people and eat the flesh of the people to collect black money, reach out and touch your neck to see if it is your neck and can carry the steel knife of the future. Look at the vacant land of your family's ancestral grave and see if you can bury your family. ”

"Although money is a dead thing, it has a soul hooking hand, it can let you enjoy all the wealth in the world, and it can also take you and your whole family and your nine clans to the infernal hell!"