"Go back and prepare, and after seven days, let's take you on a trip to Zhu Yunwen's world."

Lao Zhu said to everyone that he didn't want to take care of Chongzhen's bad things for the time being, first help his good son up, and then turn his head to clean up the mess in Chongzhen's world.

Things have to be solved one by one, otherwise it will only get more and more chaotic.

"The eldest nephew's business, how can the fourth uncle be left alone, just rest assured that it will be left to us."

Zhu Di smiled evilly, he has always been interested in things that can block Zhu Yunwen.

"Listen to grandpa."

Everyone nodded one after another, and Lao Zhu spoke, who would dare to object.

Subsequently, everyone dispersed, leaving only Zhu Houxi's family staring wide-eyed, and they couldn't imagine that after them, Daming would gradually decay and fall until it became more and more out of control.

They don't think that the fall of Daming is their own pot, everything must be done by traitors, and after they go back, they will step up to deal with it.

In addition to Chongzhen Zhu Youzhen and Taichang Zhu Changluo, Jiajing, Longqing, Wanli, and Tianqi, it is not difficult to deal with a few people, and some people are willing to be the knives in their hands!

As for who is a traitor, then the benevolent will see the benevolent, and the wise will see the wise!

......

Just handed over the manufacturing drawings of the Daming treasure ship to Wang Yangming, and asked Wang Yangming to find someone to be responsible for research and manufacturing, and before Zhu Houzhao could rest for a while, bad news came again!

"Emperor, something is wrong, a large number of literati gathered outside the palace gate, asking the emperor to cancel the change and severely punish Wang Yangming."

Liu Jin ran in in a panic, he felt that this time it was really going to be a big trouble, what is the difference between literati gathering outside the palace gate and forcing the palace?

"Look for death!"

Zhu Houzhao was furious, he instantly thought that there must be someone who was playing ghosts, entangled in the literati forcing the palace, one of the signature methods of the Ming civil officials, he was extremely familiar with it.

"A bunch of brainless stuff."

At the same time, he couldn't help but have a headache for those literati who gathered outside the palace gate, how many times had the reading group been suppressed by him openly and secretly, why didn't he know the longevity of memory!

Or do they think that with their enthusiasm, they can change the general trend of the DPRK.

Most of the people who can be used by the civilian clique are fledgling stunned youths, who are enthusiastic but do not have much self-judgment, and are extremely easy to be used.

Nine out of ten of these scholars are angry youths, and they still have a certain degree of loyalty to the country, and although their actions are used by others, their hearts are still good.

Once it is hard and is used by someone with a heart, the consequences cannot be simply calmed down.

Zhu Houzhao does not think that the last time he used public opinion to kill a group of officials, the civilian-official clique would abandon their old profession.

"Let Gu Dayong guard the palace gate for me, neither allow anyone to be killed, nor allow a literati to break into the palace."

Zhu Houzhao quickly made a decision, the angry young scholars who were used by the civilian-official clique could not move, and if he wanted to solve this trouble, he had to use some extraordinary means!

"Pass the book to Qiu Ju and ask him to find that old guy in the Confucian Mansion, and I will allow him to use any means."

Originally, he didn't want to do anything to the Kong family for the time being, but the situation is like this, and only when the descendants of the Kong family, a descendant of the saint, speak, can he perfectly solve the problem of this scholar's forced palace.

"Yes."

Liu Jin hurriedly went to prepare the letter.

.....

"Come with us!"

Qiu Ju, who received the message, did not dare to delay for a moment, and immediately led his subordinates to kill Confucius.

The Confucian Mansion is called a descendant of the sage, and the head of the Confucian family is a hereditary Yan Shenggong, but in fact, the Confucian Mansion is just a symbol, showing the status of the scholar as a symbol of respect, although the influence is great, the strength is average, Qiu Ju easily controlled the entire Confucian Mansion.

"Qiu Ju, you, a dead eunuch, dare to trespass into the Confucian Mansion and blaspheme the glory of the saint, the old man must play the Son of Heaven and divide your five horses into corpses."

Even if he is a prisoner, the contemporary Yan Shenggong Kong Wenshao still has no fear, and scolds Qiu Ju, he is a descendant of the saint, the sixty-first generation grandson of Confucius, he doesn't believe that Qiu Ju dares to do anything to him!

"Hahahaha......"

Qiu Ju let out an extremely cold and perverted laugh, looking at Kong Wenshao like a fool, without the emperor's order, he dared to attack Kong Mansion.

It's been comfortable for a long time, and even my brain is not bright!

"Yan Shenggong, do you think that you can scare our family with the Son of Heaven?"

Qiu Ju pinched his orchid fingers, his posture was extremely charming, his face was full of smiles, but his eyes were extremely cold.

"I advise you not to make mistakes."

Although Qiu Ju's strange appearance made him a little scared, Kong Wenshao was the Yan Shenggong who had seen a big scene after all, and his arrogance was still strong, and he would not be too frightened by Qiu Ju's inner servant.

"Yes!"

Qiu Ju smiled even more coldly and evilly, and then pulled out a stainless steel soft sword from his waist, and with a sword, he directly killed Kong Wenshao's cousin.

"Ah......h

Blood splashed on Kong Wenshao's body, and the pungent smell of blood almost scared this contemporary Yan Shenggong, who had never been pampered, when had he ever seen such a bloody and violent scene.

hurriedly wiped the blood on his face with a handkerchief, and did not forget to intimidate Qiu Ju: "You're done, you're finished, my father must play the Son of Heaven and behead you." ”

Although Qiu Ju is a eunuch, but in the world, who doesn't have three relatives and four relatives, relatives and friends, but Qiu Ju's relatives and friends can't scare Qiu Ju, and the imperial power is licensed, and it is useless to Yan Shenggong.

Sou

Another sword stabbed out, the speed of the sword was like a phantom, the sword light flashed, and the head fell to the ground, this time it was Kong Wenshao's own brother who died.

"Yan Shenggong, do you still threaten our family?"

Qiu Ju said with a mocking face, the blood-dripping blade gave Kong Wenshao a great sense of fear.

Whether he can get the emperor to kill Qiu Ju is still unknown, but Qiu Ju can slaughter his Kong family now.

"What the hell do you want to do?"

Kong Wenshao asked desperately, he decided to compromise, he could kill Qiu Ju at any time, there was no need to fight Qiu Ju to the end.

Confucius is a descendant of a noble saint, and it is really not cost-effective to die with Qiu Ju, a eunuch who has no seed.

Qiu Ju actually didn't want to really slaughter the Kong family, even if he could do it under the guise of a bandit extermination, he didn't want to take risks, after all, paper can't contain fire, he can hide it for a while, he can't hide it for a lifetime, in case he is found out, he will definitely be unhappy.

Moreover, the living Confucian family is more valuable than the dead Confucian family.

"The emperor is trying his best to change the law, and the Holy Father knows about this!"

"Yes, yes!"

Kong Wenshao hurriedly responded, afraid that it would be too late to answer, Qiu Ju sent away one of his close relatives with another sword, he was a very conservative person, and he couldn't see blood.

"I wonder what the Holy Father of Yan thinks about this?"

Opinion?

Kong Wenshao was stunned for a moment, what can he think, although he has the hereditary title of Yan Shenggong, he has no real power in his hands, he is simply a mascot, and the only use is to be responsible for sacrificing Confucius, from time to time to help the group of scholars talk, show off his sense of existence, for the court to change the law, he is willing to participate in it, and he can't find a way.

Those disciples and grandchildren of Confucius, none of them have asked him to help talk, he can't be cheeky and run to the capital, how faceless!