Outside the capital.

One named Hanako looked at the city gate and shed tears.

He limped, as if he had fallen into a disability.

Staggering into the city, through the bustling crowd, he couldn't stop crying.

When many people saw him like this, they retreated, thinking that he was mentally ill.

He walked to the gate of the palace and knelt in front of the noon gate: "Minister, Wang Yue, you're back!" ”

When Zhu Qiyu heard that Wang Yue was back?

Yu Qian's secret recital on him claimed that Wang Yue was missing, why did he come back again?

After waiting for nearly half an hour, Wang Yue, who had freshened up, limped into the hall and knelt on the ground.

Wang Yue is a Jinshi in the second year of Jingtai, he is only thirty-two years old this year, and he is in his prime, but at this moment he looks like an old man, with dark skin and a face full of wind and frost.

"Weichen Wang Yue, please bow to peace!" Wang Yue choked up.

"I'm there."

Zhu Qiyu's eyes were red: "Get up, what's wrong with your legs?" ”

Wang Yue looked at the crippled leg, and his tone was even more choked: "Last time, Weichen was assassinated, and he didn't have time to raise it, so he rushed to Shandong, and the result was ......."

He couldn't go on.

"What happened? Tell me that I'm in charge of you! ”

Zhu Qiyu gritted his teeth and said, "Wang Yue, you were sent out by me, who gave you the anger?" Who made you like this? Tell me that I'm in charge of you! ”

Wang Yue choked up and said eloquently.

After he left Beijing, he entered Shandong with the sword of the Son of Heaven.

At first, it was good, but when the local officials learned of the purpose of Wang Yue's trip, they were lukewarm, prevaricating and excluding him in everything.

He didn't care and continued to collect evidence.

In the process, he was tricked into a farmstead, where he was beaten and imprisoned.

Imprisoned for nearly a month, he was tortured in every way.

The torture process is unbearable to read.

After a lot of hard work, I found an opportunity, escaped, and returned to Beijing with great difficulty.

"Who imprisoned you?"

Zhu Qiyu asked him.

"Shandong Bu political envoy, Pei Lun!" Wang Yue gritted his teeth.

"Pei Lun?"

Zhu Qiyu is really impressed.

Welcome back to Empress Taishang, this Pei Lun played: Yingzong must not be imprisoned in the South Palace, and it is appropriate to lead the ministers to meet in Yan'an Gate every month.

even said: The minister thought that the prince had died, and the son of Yingzong, that is, the son of His Majesty, King Yi was generous, which was enough to make the temple and society have a trust, and begged to return the storage position......

At that time, it was the time of the Yichu turmoil, and this Pei Lun was the iron core of the emperor.

"Is that Pei Lun, who recites poetry at home every day and satirizes me?" Zhu Qiyu's tone was strange.

He is the son of Pei Lian and is quite famous.

"It's him!"

Zhu Qiyu's eyes were cloudy: "How are you sure it's his?" ”

"It's true that Wechen hasn't seen anyone, but Wechen knows that the Son of Heaven Sword given to Weichen by His Majesty has been used by Pei Lun!" Wang Yue was categorical.

"How dare he?" Zhu Qiyu's eyes were angry.

"Yushi Zhang Peng, he killed it with the sword of the Son of Heaven!"

Wang Yue asked people to take out his torn clothes, and there was a pocket sewn on the dirty clothes, and inside was a bloody letter, which was Zhang Peng's handwriting.

Zhu Qiyu glanced at him.

"Weichen will never dare to imitate it, Your Majesty can check it!"

Wang Yue said in horror: "Your Majesty, what do you think, how can the right deputy imperial envoy of the Metropolitan Procuratorate die?" Shandong is the land of the Ming Dynasty, who dares to make a time? ”

The blood book is written about the secret music.

Before Zhang Peng died, what he wanted was to send his secret music to Jingshi.

"It seems that this Shandong is completely rotten."

Zhu Qiyu said: "I first sent Lin Cong, and then sent Yu Qian to plow the Shandong officialdom, and it won't be long before the entire Shandong officialdom will be arrested and returned to Beijing, and the truth will be revealed at that time." ”

"Your Majesty Shengming!" Wang Yue's tears rained down.

He was born with a golden key, his great-grandfather Wang Xiandao, was named Wei Ningbo, and his grandfather and father were all Taifu, and he was a very popular minister.

He did not inherit the title, was admitted to the Jinshi, took a frank career, and was valued by the Son of Heaven because of his outstanding ability.

As a result, it encountered such a big twist and turn.

Zhu Qiyu helped him up: "Wang Yue, you are a Jinshi in the second year of Jingtai, a person I value, you have the potential to become a generation of famous ministers, and you have the ability to become a famous general!" ”

"This time, I was reckless, and I sent you to Shandong in a hurry, but I couldn't help you."

"The heavens will descend on the people, and they must first suffer their minds, strain their bodies and skins, and empty their bodies."

"You're the young man I value the most!"

"Your leg can be cured, and it doesn't matter if it can't be cured, you don't have to care about the eyes of the world!"

"I tell you directly, this secretary of the military department and the head of the cabinet, you will do it in the future! Even, if you want to be a lord, with your ability, you can be promoted to the title of prince! ”

"I asked you to attack Wei Ningbo, after becoming Wei Ning, how about being Wei Guogong in the future?"

"Wang Yue, I don't want to defeat you with one setback!"

"The body is disabled, your leg is for the Ming Dynasty and for the disabled, and I will remember it."

These words made Wang Yue cry and kneel on the ground and kowtow.

"Listen to me, don't think about it so much."

Zhu Qiyu helped him up: "Wang Yue, cheer up, you are the young man I value the most!" ”

Wang Yue came out of the palace, and the imperial doctor treated his leg.

He also knew that the probability of being cured was not very large.

When he returned home, he locked himself in his study, and when his tears dried up, he sat in a chair in a daze.

Then, he burned his own poems.

"Official, what are you going to do!" His wife, Sun, ran in and snatched the manuscript from him.

Sun was born in a scholarly family, admired Wang Yue's poetic talent, often talked with him about poetry and writing, and the husband and wife respected each other like guests.

"It's useless." Wang Yue snatched it and threw it into the fire barrel.

"Official, you just can't do it with your legs, why is it useless? Your Majesty thinks so highly of you, how can you collapse in such a slump? ”

Sun hugged him and wept bitterly.

His two sons and two daughters were standing outside the house, and when they saw this, they wept.

The father in their memory is full of spirit, and like their grandfather and great-grandfather, he is the mainstay of the court.

"It is precisely because Your Majesty values it that you don't want these flashy and flashy poems."

Wang Yue wiped his tears: "I used to be self-righteous, but now I know that these are all virtual and useless. ”

"Why didn't it work? Official, when your father-in-law is there, he said that your poetry can chase Li Du, like a long rainbow in the sky, full of light, why do you say that you are so unbearable? ”

Sun wanted to save the poems, but the paper that fell into the brazier burned into ashes in a blink of an eye.

She sat on the ground and wept.

Wang Yue didn't look at it and continued to burn.

He burns his past, the past him, fresh clothes and angry horses, flames and flowers.

After being detained for more than a month, he saw through it, and it was all empty.

Burned, passed.

Future...... He didn't know how to face the strange eyes of the world.

……

The news of Wang Yue's burning of poems reached the palace.

Zhu Qiyu sighed faintly: "With Wang Yue's talent, if you are a famous general, you are not weaker than humble; If you are a famous minister, you can compare it to Yang Shiqi; If you are a literati, you can hold the bull's ear. ”

"Oh, I hurt him."

"Ruined all his glory!"

"Feng Xiao, you personally go out of the palace, appease him, and tell him that if you want to attack the lord, you will attack the lord Wei Ningbo, and if you don't want to attack the lord, you will be the right attendant of the ministry, burn the poems, and be a famous general."

Zhu Qiyu sighed.

"Slave obeys!"

Feng Xiao said cautiously: "Emperor, Lord Yuan has arrived. ”

"Come in."

Soon, Yuan Jie came in and knelt on the ground to salute.

"Yuan Jie, I will get straight to the point with you, and I won't say those kind words."

"I want to send you to oversee the Hetao."

Zhu Qiyu said: "I know that I just sent you from the local government to the center, and as soon as I am familiar with the central government affairs, I will go to the local place again, which makes you very busy." ”

"However, there is really no one to send in the DPRK and China."

"Wechen is not afraid of hard work and is willing to go!" Yuan Jie knelt on the ground.

Yuan Jie is a smart person who is good at governing places.

Knowing that the emperor has said this, he has to do it, and he is also willing to go to the place.

"Arise and give a seat."

Zhu Qiyu said: "The new entry of the Hetao into the Ming Dynasty is a blank piece of paper, which is painted arbitrarily by the center. ”

"I have ordered the political envoys of Shanxi to select a group of homeless and unemployed men to immigrate to Hetao."

"These people emigrated to the Loop, do you know what to do first?"

Yuan Jie thought for a short time, and immediately said: "Divide the field and marry a daughter-in-law, and settle down and settle down." ”

"That's right."

Zhu Qiyu bowed his head: "I have already asked Gansu Town and Ningxia Town to go to the nest of Guanxi Qiwei, and the women who have been looted will be assigned to them as daughters-in-law." ”

"It's not enough, you have to find a way, with a wife and a field, they can take root in the river loop."

"But these women are given priority to the soldiers of the Beijing camp, and if they are willing to settle down in Hetao, they will stay in Hetao as soldiers."

"The Hetao is a blank sheet of paper, and the herders don't know how to govern it."

"If you go, you will build a city, a defense line, close the city, build water conservancy, protect water and soil, govern the Yellow River, and manage the Hetao well, your name will be engraved in the history books and will be remembered for generations!"

"It's even more difficult to govern the Hetao, I know it, and I won't set a time limit for you, take your time."

"Whatever you want, the center can satisfy, try to give it to you."

"Within ten years, the Hetao will be tax-free, and I will throw silver into it, but in these ten years, I will see the results, Yuan Jie, can you do it?"

Zhu Qiyu looked at him.

"Weichen will live up to His Majesty's high expectations!" Yuan Jie kowtowed.

The emperor had already done him enough benefits.

He is also good at governing the local area and has a lot of confidence in himself.

What really reassured him was the emperor, the emperor was not good in every way, but the best was the only thing, as long as he promised something, he would never point fingers and completely delegate power.

The emperor set him ten years, and Yuan Jie had this confidence!

"Good!"

"Yuan Jie, I will hand over the Hetao to you! You will be the political envoy of Hetaobu, let Zhang Wenzhen and Lin Wen be your deputies, and select a group of people from the Hanlin Academy to fill the vacancy. ”

"Fan Guang is not easy to get along with, you take care of it more, if you encounter difficulties, give me a secret recital, I can help you." Zhu Qiyu repeatedly advised.

Lin Wen was a five-year tanhualang in Xuande, participated in the compilation of "Huanyu Tongzhi", and often went to the inner study hall to give lectures to eunuchs, and was very knowledgeable.

Zhang Wenzhen is the right senator of the political secretary and Wang Fu's person.

Who the eunuch will send, he hasn't decided yet.

It is easy to recover the Loop, but it is even more difficult to control the Loop.

Send Yuan Jie away.

Zhu Qiyu sighed, sitting in the center, rectifying the world, there are thousands of things, it seems simple, but it is actually difficult.

"Feng Xiao ......"

"Emperor, Gonggong Feng has left the palace and gone to Lord Wang's house." Gu Youzhi said cautiously.

Zhu Qiyu glanced at him: "How many vassal kings have been in the capital?" ”

"Back to the emperor, none of them came."

"It's all April? Seeing that the Dragon Boat Festival is over, why didn't anyone come? ”

Zhu Qiyu's eyes were sharp: "Make an order, reprimand the kings of the world, and stop issuing Zonglu!" ”

"Slave obeys!" Gu Youzhi went to preach the decree.

"Come back!"

Zhu Qiyu's eyes were cold: "You go in person, take Wang Yi and Shi Jing's eldest son to the street, and give him thirty whips!" ”

"You can't do a little thing, what kind of colt!"

"Tell Wang Yi and Shi Jing that if you can't do a good job, don't come back, pick a place and bury yourself."

Gu Youzhi was so frightened that he knelt on the ground.

The prestige of the emperor is getting heavier and heavier, and as a person around him, he has to be carefully served.

……

Patrol Camp.

Cao Jixiang was furious: "Last month, there weren't enough people who handed it in!" The emperor scolded Bendu for a dog blood spray! ”

"This month, day by day?"

"Don't you burn incense in the temples in Beijing?"

Up and down the patrol camp, their heads were bowed, and they didn't dare to say anything.

"Is it that someone has unclean hands and feet and has moved money that shouldn't be touched?"

Cao Jixiang's eyes were cold, and he glanced around: "If you take it, stand up, and this governor will give you a chance to reform yourself!" ”

"Camp Governor, no one dares to stretch out his hand, in recent times, there have indeed been fewer people burning incense." Liu Yu whispered.

Liu Yu is Cao Jixiang's domestic slave, quite powerful, and was originally the commander of the capital in the Beijing camp.

Because Cao Jixiang was dismissed, he also ate melons and entered the patrol camp.

"Less? Why? Cao Jixiang looked at him.

"Camp Governor, it is indeed less, and the mark is not clear." Cao Xuan helped speak.

After Cao Jixiang escaped death, he took Cao Xuan and other three nephews as heirs. After all, if one Cao Qin died, if he was unlucky again and died another, wouldn't there be no one to give him a pension?

"I don't know? What do you eat? ”

Cao Jixiang's eyes were sharp: "Go and check, this governor will give you half a day, and this governor will know why there are fewer people burning incense!" Tomorrow, if the amount of incense burned is not enough, the Governor will take your heads to account! Get lost! Get out! ”

Waved everyone away, Cao Jixiang's face turned pale.

At the end of last month, when he went to pay the silver taels, the emperor took a look at him and kept making his scalp tingle.

"Next month, if you can't pay it, let's pick a cemetery."

These are the exact words of the emperor.

Recently, I have been a little floating, and I was woken up by a word from the emperor.

Every month, he paid 500,000 taels of silver to the interior, which was completed in the first month, and there was a slight surplus, and he paid 380,000 taels last month.

This month, he has to pay 620,000 taels to be able to.

The emperor gave him three mansions, opened up the official residence that was renovated as a patrol camp, and listed the patrol camp.

Sitting in the most magnificent official residence in the capital division, he was restless.

It was getting dark, and people were coming back one after another.

"Camp Governor, I found it."

Liu Yu hurriedly ran in, breathless and said: "It's true that I don't burn incense, the temples in Beijing are united, and I don't burn incense in the temples." ”

"What do you mean? Drink your saliva and speak slowly! Cao Jixiang asked.

Liu Yu took a sip of water.

It is said that only the burning of incense is prohibited in Beijing, and it does not care outside Beijing, so the temples in Beijing unite and go to burn incense outside Beijing.

provoked a lot of pilgrims, and they also went out of the city to burn incense.

So incense sales declined.

Syllable!

Cao Jixiang slapped the table: "What a big dog guts!" Who takes the lead? ”

"If you return to the camp governor, it is the monk of Longfu Temple who leads the way." Liu Yu replied.

As soon as he heard the monk, Cao Jixiang extinguished the fire.

The monk and the lama were stabbed, and even the emperor has a headache now, where does he dare to touch his head again.

But this must be managed!

If he can't collect the money, he has to move his head.

"Liu Yu, you take people, seal the temple of Quanshun Tianfu, and no one is allowed to burn incense!"

"Camp Governor, we don't have enough people."

"If it's not enough, recruit it, isn't there money in the camp? Can't recruit the ruffians? ”

Cao Jixiang sneered: "Longfu Temple, let's go and meet them in person!" ”

"Mark and obey!"

There are two counties under the jurisdiction of Shuntian Mansion, and it is enough to send Liu Yu and Tang Xu to go.

"Today is Shuntianfu, tomorrow is Beizhili!"

"Within a month, all the incense in Beizhili must be bought from the patrol camp!"

"If the governor can't scrape together this month's money, the governor will die, and you will all die!"

Cao Jixiang roared angrily: "Go, God blocks and kills God!" Buddha blocks and kills Buddha! The emperor's will, the king of heaven is here, and he has to kneel! Do you understand? ”

"Mark and obey!"

The patrol battalion was dispatched.

Cao Jixiang took people to visit Longfu Temple.

The death of the Qianjia Lama gave the emperor a headache, so he reported to Wu Sizhen and sent many gifts to the court.

Today, the monks of Longfu Temple have no leader.

It shouldn't look like it's made by a monk, but it looks like the handiwork of a temple in Beijing.

After all, there are not many people who worship the monks, that is, some Mongolian people, so there is no need for the monks, because a little incense will touch the moldy head of the patrol and capture camp.

There is a powerful one in Beijing, eighty percent is Huijing Zen Master, who pretends to be a monk.

It's a mule or a horse, pull it out and slip!

"Please come over to Zen Master Huijing."

Cao Jixiang asked people to move a chair and sit in front of the Buddha.

In the past, he didn't dare to be disrespectful to the Buddha at all, but now, his life is almost gone, what Buddha do you believe! If you want to believe, you have to believe in the emperor!

Zen Master Huijing lost a lot of weight, saw Cao Jixiang, and gently advised: "Please don't be disrespectful to the Buddha, please move your father-in-law." ”

"Oh." Cao Jixiang answered, but did not move.

Huijing suffered a loss, so she no longer persuaded her, but kept chanting the Buddha's name, as if she was atoning for Cao Jixiang.

"We're all old friends, and Ben Governor will get straight to the point with you."

Cao Jixiang asked him: "Have you gone to burn incense outside Beijing?" ”

"This ......"

The corners of Hui Jing's mouth twitched: "The monks don't speak, and the incense sold in the patrol camp is too expensive, and our temple can't afford it, so I did go to burn incense outside Beijing." ”

"Since the monks don't speak, then you told the governor that you went out of the city to burn incense, did you pick it up?" Cao Jixiang asked again.

Hui Jing shook her head.

Syllable!

Cao Jixiang raised his hand and slapped him in the face: "In front of the Buddha, you still dare to lie?" Aren't you afraid of the Buddha's wrath? ”

Hui Jingsheng received a slap in the face, folded her hands, gritted her teeth and said, "The poor monk never lied. ”

"Who's that doing?" Cao Jixiang asked.

"The poor monk doesn't know...... Yes! ”

Hui Jing screamed, and Cao Jixiang slapped him in the face again: "Didn't you say that your family doesn't speak?" Why don't you know? Who told you to go, don't you know? ”

has been tortured by the patrol camp for so long, and when the people in Longfu Temple saw Cao Jixiang, it was like a mouse seeing a cat, and he dared not speak out.

After all, the last one, who dared to fry Mao'er with Cao Jixiang, was next to him, and the grass on the grave was a few feet high.

"Ben Governor will give you one last chance to speak up." Cao Jixiang sat down slowly.

Hui Jing was very wronged, and she was a high-ranking monk and received two slaps.

He can't practice at home, and when Cao Jixiang hits him on the left cheek, he should put the right cheek up and let him hit him.

Hui Jing knew that she couldn't hide, and pointed to the opposite temple.

"Say the name!"

"Damuddin." Hui Jing said it, even he looked down on himself, and he recited the Buddha for half his life, and he recited it in vain.

"Go, get it." Cao Jixiang turned his head and said to Shi Chong.

Shi Chong didn't care how bad the political impact of the death of the Qianjia Lama was, the camp governor asked him to do things, and he did things.

Boom!

kicked the door of the main hall open, and went straight in to arrest people.

A little lama stopped him, and he kicked him over, and then stepped on him and walked in.

Seeing Shi Chong trampling on the little lama, the group of ruffians and hooligans patrolling the camp all followed and trampled the little lama to death.

Soon, a lama named Damuddin was arrested.

Caught in front of Cao Jixiang.

Shi Chong kicked him the crook of the leg: "Kneel!" ”

Damuddin knelt on the ground, his face full of indignation: "Gonggong Cao, I am the apprentice of Master Qianjia, my name is Damuddin, and the person you are looking for is me." ”

He admits it frankly.

"You're calm, isn't anyone forcing you?" Cao Jixiang wanted to lead the troubled water to Hui Jing's head, after all, the lama was tricky, and he had to weigh it.

"Nope." Damuddin's face remained unchanged.

At this moment, a little lama came and said that someone had been trampled to death.

When Cao Jixiang heard this, he looked at Shi Chong suddenly.

Shi Chong knelt on the ground, his face was also full of confusion, that little lama was too untouched, right, he died after a few steps?

Net trouble for our family!

Cao Jixiang panicked, and when he saw Damudin's angry expression, he knew that he couldn't be good.

"Grandpa Cao, you have to give me an explanation!" Damuddin looked up at Cao Jixiang.

"Master, put this aside in advance."

"I'll enter the palace and cry to Your Majesty, the good people in my temple have been killed by your people, and this matter won't be over!" Damuddin is a dead brain.

Hui Jing smiled secretly, waiting to see Cao Jixiang's joke.

Syllable!

Cao Jixiang suddenly slapped Damudin's face: "You still want to enter the palace?" Crying? Who are you crying about? It's just a little lama! Dead is dead! ”

"Explain the matter to the Governor!"

"Why do you go to the temple of the whole city and go outside the city to burn incense?"

A slap in the face stunned Damuddin.

Cao Jixiang dared to beat him?

Seeing the lively Hui Jing was dumbfounded, Cao Jixiang is crazy, right?

Suddenly, thinking of the last time, Cao Jixiang dared to kill even the next man, won't he kill again this time?

"Answer!" Cao Jixiang asked him.

"I don't have any contact, it's all the same......"

Damuddin didn't finish his words, and he got another mouth!

"Gonggong Cao, I am a lama teacher, how can you insult me like this......"

Syllable!

Another slap in the face, a solid slap in the face.

Cao Jixiang said coldly: "Whatever the governor asks you to say, you will say anything, and then talk nonsense, the governor will open your lips and make you unable to shut up for the rest of your life!" ”

Damuddin was frightened and did not dare to speak.

"Answer." Cao Jixiang asked.

"I don't know!"

"Looks like you really don't want this!"

Cao Jixiang let Shi impulse his hand and cut his lips.

Damudin panicked and looked at Hui Jing, who hurriedly looked outside the temple, the sun was good...... But now it's dark.

Shi Chong was a muddy man, holding down Damuddin's head, the tip of the knife was pressed against his upper lip, and blood oozed out.

"Don't, don't!" Damuddin didn't dare to move his mouth and made a whining sound.

"Scared? Just say it, and Ben Governor will let you live. ”

Cao Jixiang said quietly: "When the time comes, you can also go to the palace to cry, saying that the governor has threatened you, tell the emperor!" Let the emperor execute Bendu! ”

Damuddin didn't dare.

Everyone knows who sent the patrol camp.

He borrowed food from the temple and didn't return a single grain.

Now, that person's status in the temple has plummeted, and after chanting, they have to scold him a few words, and their hearts are happy.

Multiply!

Blood flowed out.

Shi Chong slashed his upper lip open, along the middle of the person, and sliced it.

"Ahhh Damuddin screamed.

The more screams there were, the more they opened, revealing large fangs, mixed with blood, and looking hideous and terrifying.

Shi Chong actually laughed out.

"It's him! It's him! Damuddin pointed at Hui Jing and roared, he couldn't help it, it hurt too much.

Cao Jixiang followed his fingers and looked at Hui Jing.

Hui Jing shook and almost fell to the ground.

"Father-in-law Cao, no, it's not Lao ......"

Before Hui Jing finished speaking, Cao Jixiang grabbed his head and pressed him to his knees.

Bang Bang ......

Slapped the skin of his brain hard.

"Why didn't you admit it before?" Cao Jixiang asked him, patting while asking.

Hui Jing's brain buzzed: "Poor, poor monks dare not say." ”

"Didn't you say that monks don't speak?"

Cao Jixiang pointed to the Buddha statue: "This is in front of the Buddha, you dare to lie?" Have all the scriptures you recited into the dog's belly? ”

Hui Jing kept shaking her head.

"You old monk, full of nonsense, in front of the Buddha, talk nonsense, Bendu, you are a flower monk!"

Cao Jixiang patted his head as he spoke: "Look at your big head? How did you grow so big? ”

"Look at the people in Beijing, they are all thin like monkeys, what about you? Fat as a pig! ”

"What do you eat to be fat like this?"

"Meat?"

"Behold, Bendo, you cannot tell the truth out of your mouth."

Cao Jixiang pointed to a monk: "Come, you say?" Does he usually eat meat? ”

The monk who was named knelt on the ground with a puff: "Presiding, no, don't eat meat." ”

"Do you want to eat it? Or don't you dare to say it? Cao Jixiang treated Hui Jing's head as a walnut plate and played vigorously.

Hui Jing's head was full of sweat, and she got Cao Jixiang's hand.

He was a little disgusted, wiped it with his robe, and continued to dish.

"Really, really don't eat it." The monk said tremblingly.

"That's what you don't know, come, you say, does he eat or not?" Cao Jixiang pointed to another monk.

The monk also said that he would not eat it.

Cao Jixiang asked several monks one after another, but they all said that they would not eat.

"Then why are you so fat? Ben Tu also wants to be fat, why can't he get fat? Cao Jixiang asked Huijing.

Huijing was also confused, what is the problem?

"This, this ......"

"Answer Bento." Cao Jixiang's tone was cold, and he continued to pat his brain.

"The heart is wide and the body is fat, as long as Gonggong Cao relaxes his mind, he will naturally be fat." Hui Jing said cautiously.

"Bendu also wants to relax, but you don't allow it!"

Cao Jixiang slapped his brain hard: "Ben Du just collected the incense money for a few days, but he can't collect it, it's difficult for Ben Du, he can't receive the money, how can he be relieved?" ”

Hui Jing was about to cry.

You can't receive money, what does it have to do with the old man?

Can you stop filming? My head hurts!

"Why don't you give Ben Governor an idea, so that Ben Du can also relax his mind and grow a long way? Ben Du also wants to be fat, how comfortable a fat person is. "Cao Jixiang really wants to be fat.

Who doesn't want to eat more these days? Fat a little and looking rich.

When others look at it, they know that there is money.

Hui Jing doesn't speak, and the old man is fat when he drinks cold water, blame me?

"Speak!"

Cao Jixiang patted the skin of his brain vigorously: "Is it that you have eaten too much fat and have lost your mouth?" Why are there no words? ”

"If you don't say it, Ben Governor will say it for you!"

"You have caused Ben Du to have no way to live, you say, before Ben Du dies, will he die with you!"

"Take all your monks and lamas and die together!"

The monks of Longfu Temple were shocked, and some of them were scared to pee their pants.

Cao Jixiang really dares to kill!

"Shi Chong, peel off the skin of this brain, knock it open, and look at this old monk, what is in his head? Isn't it full of bad water! ”

Cao Jixiang had enough of playing and wiped his hands with his robe.

It felt good before, but it turned out to sweat a lot, what about your sweat? It's disgusting!

What's so scary?

His life is dying, and he still cares about others?

"Gotcha!" Shi Chong looked at him with a cruel smile, he liked this job.

The camp governor has enough, but he hasn't done it yet?

This big bald head, a plate, has to be fun.

"Don't!"

Hui Jing screamed: "It's not the poor monk who leads, it's Chaotian Palace, Chaotian Palace!" ”

"Chaotian Palace?" Cao Jixiang looked at him.

The emperor has already ordered that the temple is not allowed to carry the word palace, it is not worthy.

"Chaotianguan is a Taoist priest of the Heavenly Master's Dao." Hui Jing exclaimed.

"Who?" Cao Jixiang asked him.

Hui Jing was a little afraid to say it, but Cao Jixiang really wanted to peel off his brain, it was too scary, and he didn't want to die.

"Zhang Yuanji!" Hui Jing gritted her teeth and said.

"Who?"

Hearing this name, Cao Jixiang was taken aback.

Isn't this person in Jiangxi?

When did you arrive in the capital? Does the emperor know?

The Heavenly Master of the Heavenly Master Dao, what is he going to do when he enters Beijing without an edict?

"Heavenly Master, Dao Heavenly Master, Zhang Yuanji!" Hui Jing didn't dare to hide it.

"Okay, Zhang Yuanji entered Beijing without permission, what is he going to do?"

Cao Jixiang looked at him coldly: "Why can he contact you?" What is your relationship? What's plotting? Recruit from the truth! ”

As soon as she heard this, Hui Jing shook her head: "There is really no conspiracy, the poor monk doesn't know why Zhang Yuanji entered Beijing, and the poor monk doesn't know anything!" ”

Cao Jixiang knew that he was touching a big fish.

God really favors our family, pie in the sky!

"Who else are you?" Cao Jixiang asked him.

"It's not us, there's no one left......

Cao Jixiang interrupted Hui Jing's crying, pinched his big ears, and slammed hard: "If you want your whole temple to die, continue to make it up, this governor is giving you a chance, don't cherish it!" ”

Hui Jing wailed bitterly and recognized three or four people.

"Shi Chong, take someone to catch it!"

Cao Jixiang pulled Hui Jing's ears hard, and said with a strange smile: "You are really bold, the Heavenly Master Dao Heavenly Master entered Beijing without an edict, the monks and Taoists conspired, and the flies camped and the dogs, what are you going to do?" Rebellion! ”

Hui Jing was scared to pee and kept shaking her head, but her ears hurt too much, and in which direction Cao Jixiang pulled, his head would go.

"The poor monk doesn't dare, he doesn't dare!"

Hui Jing cried and said: "Gonggong Cao, this, the things in this temple, you can take whatever you want, take whatever you want, please, please let the poor monks live!" ”

"One more, bribery!"

Cao Jixiang let go of his ears, his big ears were purple and purple, and he said quietly: "Hui Jing, Hui Jing, this governor looks at your big head, eighty percent of it is." ”

"Bendu is a eunuch, what do you want so much money for?"

"Is there a life to take, a life to take?"

"Chaotianguan has been sealed for so long, don't you know how much dirt there is inside?"

"You actually dare to have a private meeting with Zhang Yuanji, this governor sees that you are impatient! The monks of your temple are tired of life! ”

"It's hard to persuade a damned ghost with good words."

Cao Jixiang stood up: "Let's go, let's go to the patrol camp!" ”

"Come on, give Longfu Temple to the governor, no entry or exit!"

"Huh?" Hui Jing was stupid.

Damuddin just wanted to speak.

"You can't get out of the relationship, originally the death of your master Qianjia Lama could save your dog's life, now look, let's bury it."

Cao Jixiang sneered and led people back to the patrol camp.

All the monks, lamas, and Taoist priests involved were arrested.

Cao Jixiang entered the palace overnight.

As everyone knows, Zhu Qiyu has already received a secret report.

"Zhang Yuanji is still on the top."

Zhu Qiyu sneered, Zhang Yuanjiqiao pretended to be in Beijing, and he was already discovered by the factory guard, and he was still pretending to be on the road, so he deceived himself.

He just waited, Zhang Yuanji made a mistake!

Sure enough, the handle was delivered.

Cao Jixiang cautiously entered the hall and prostrated on the ground: "Slave Cao Jixiang, please bow to the saint!" ”

"I'm there."

Zhu Qiyu didn't let him get up: "I read the secret report, it's done well, does Zhang Yuanji have any whereabouts?" ”

"If you go back to the emperor, not for the time being." Cao Jixiang replied cautiously.

"Okay, I don't need you to arrest Zhang Yuanji, leave it to Jinyiwei, I see your credit."

Cao Jixiang suddenly smiled: "The slave and maid don't dare to ask for credit, it all depends on the emperor's protection." ”

"Get up."

Zhu Qiyu laughed: "You are right to let the patrol camp go to the temple of Fengshun Tianfu." ”

"But it's too slow, send people directly to control the entire Beizhili."

"If there is a shortage of people, recruit them."

"Whoever stands in your way, kill him."

"In the future, I will hand over 800,000 taels every month."

Grunt!

Cao Jixiang swallowed his saliva, the emperor drilled the money in his eyes, and asked for money when he opened his mouth.

"There should be this ruthlessness in the future, what are you afraid of? With me backing you up, what's so scary? Zhu Qiyu said.

"The slave and maid have not been very dedicated recently, but fortunately the emperor woke up, otherwise the slave and maid have been in a mess, wouldn't it be a waste of the emperor's cultivation heart?" Cao Jixiang slapped the rainbow fart.

"In the future, all temples across the country will have to pay incense money, and they will all be under the management of patrol and arrest." Zhu Qiyu also has to give benefits.

How much Cao Jixiang made from it, only he knows.

It is absolutely impossible to say that you are not greedy.

"Emperor, the slaves and maids saw that those monks, all of them were fat and big-eared, fatter than the rich people in the farm, and they ate so well."

Cao Jixiang reciprocated: "The slave maid thinks that they should copy those temples and let them be poor monks, and see who can eat with a fat brain?" ”

"These few people involved, I will let Jinyiwei confiscate them."

Zhu Qiyu said: "But what you said also reminded me. ”

"Spread the decree, the world's monks, since they are not among the five elements, eat less food in the world, each person is only allowed to eat half full, and the weight shall not exceed 100 catties.

Grunt!

Cao Jixiang swallowed his saliva, and he had to look at Cao Jixiang.

"Emperor Shengming!"

Cao Jixiang said cautiously: "The slave and maid, in Longfu Temple, trampled on a little lama, the emperor, this ......"

"If you trample to death, you will trample to death, how many lamas you are, even if you die a pious jayal? His life is not good, what does it have to do with the court? ”

Zhu Qiyu said with a cold face: "That Damudin, who also participated in the resistance patrol camp?" According to the law, I should have killed it directly, did I kill it? ”

"Lamas also have to be reasonable, and under my rule, they must follow the laws of the Great Ming."

"Okay, this little thing, don't worry, the sky is falling, I hold on."

As soon as he heard this, Cao Jixiang's heart was full of joy.

"In the future, I will make money for me, and I will bear everything for you, okay, go down." Zhu Qiyu gave him a reassuring pill.

800,000 taels of silver a month, this is a cash cow.

If someone else is replaced, do they dare to do it?

And how good Cao Jixiang is, when the day boils and Yingtian, he will kill him directly, to thank the world, his embezzled family wealth has returned to the inside! How wonderful!

People who make mistakes also have wrong usages.

"Feng Xiao, let Lu Gao go to Tiqi and be a deputy commander." Zhu Qiyu was determined to use Lu Gao.

"The slave obeys."

Feng Xiao could see that the emperor was extremely dissatisfied with Lu Zhong.

Tiqi started at the same time as Dongchang and Jinyiwei.

As a result, the East Factory has developed to the northwest, Jinyiwei is also going to Jiangxi, and even the governors have developed to Nanjing.

Even the patrol camp, which had just been set up for two months, had Gyeonggi firmly under control.

Look at Lu Zhong's cavalry again, it's not even as good as a fart!

"Chaotian Palace, Heavenly Master Dao! Emperor! Firmament! ”

"I am only a son of heaven."

"They are indeed teachers of the sky!"

"Feng Xiao, you say, isn't it?"

Zhu Qiyu said quietly.

Feng Xiao was so frightened that he knelt on the ground: "Of course they don't deserve it, but a group of bulls, relying on the imperial power to shout five and six, really stripped off the robe, it's nothing!" How can you be a teacher of the heavens! ”

"Yes, Taizu and Taizong are too merciful."

Zhu Qiyu's eyes were gloomy: "Let the patrol camp go, gather the Taoist priests from Chaotianguan, and each of them will be given thirty whips, regardless of life or death." ”

"Slave obeys!" Feng Xiao was so frightened that he didn't dare to look up.

"All the monks in the capital, ten whips per person, all beaten!"

A cold light burst out of Zhu Qiyu's eyes: "I don't know how to sympathize with the palace at all, so why should I sympathize with you?" ”

"You believe in the Buddha and the Tao, but those are all ethereal things."

"Whoever you believe is better than me!"

"If you don't believe me, you will be killed!"

Feng Xiao didn't dare to speak even more.

The emperor is talking about those Buddhist believers and stupid people in Beijing.

The emperor is also dissatisfied with them.

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