Another World Da Ming: I use a hundred lives to become holy

"Prince!"

"My son is here!"

"Father gave you [-] soldiers and horses, but are you confident that you will find out all the unknown forces blocking Jin Yiwei?"

"Father! My son has confidence! But... my son wants to go back..."

"No! The matter of the capital is handled by the emperor and your Uncle Xu Jin. It is not suitable for you, the crown prince, to come forward here."

Emperor Zhu Chongba naturally understood that he, the prince, cared about his mother, but the methods he used to treat those nobles were not suitable for his presence.

"That is!"

"Father, don't worry, my son will definitely find out all those people!"

Prince Zhu Biao didn't hesitate for long before he figured out his father's intentions and took over the task.

The main reason is that although Empress Ma was involved in the turmoil in the capital, she was not affected, otherwise he would have to go back no matter what.

"Also, Biaoer."

"The emperor handed over the soldiers and horses to you this time, no longer like before the founding of the country, just to let you manage the logistics and be a good person."

"This time, what we want is not you to find them out!"

The emperor Zhu Chongba shook his head, and asked the eunuch Wang Ban to take out a not half gorgeous knife and hand it to the prince Zhu Biao.

"Father, what is this knife?"

The prince Zhu Biao held the broken knife in his hand, but he actually knew his father, the emperor Zhu Chongba's seven-pointed intention.

As for the remaining three points, Emperor Zhu Chongba also gave him the answer in the next second.

"Biao'er, you have a lot of knowledge in your stomach, and your father is not as good as you."

"In the past, what Song Lian taught you was the principles in the book, but this time, what my father wants is for you to practice a word yourself—"

"Why! Plow! Court! Sweep! Hole!"

"Biao'er, remember, the benevolent king is also the king!"

"The king's throne can only be firmly seated if it is made of countless corpses!"

After the emperor Zhu Chongba finished speaking, he left the prince Zhu Biao alone in the hall, staring at the broken knife in his hand.

"Prince, this knife is the one that His Majesty used when he fought the Yuan army."

"In addition, His Majesty actually has something else for the humble minister to pass on."

"Your Majesty's original words are: General Wu Feng is in Fengyang, if the crown prince refuses to take action, he can go to Fengyang to seek his help."

How could the prince Zhu Biao not understand his father's good intentions.

This is to remind myself that I would rather kill by mistake than let it go.

"Thank you, Manager Wang."

Prince Zhu Biao turned around, and the broken knife in his hand had been changed from a rest to a grip.

After hitting Lan Yu with a cane, issuing a killing order to drive up the price of medicine, and chasing and killing the medicine.

The prince of the Sun Moon Dynasty in this other world, Zhu Biao.

In fact, the metamorphosis has been completely completed.

kindness?

That was the evaluation of him from the outside world, and the Sun Moon Dynasty needed such a prince.

So the day comes when kindness does not work, and that is today.

The holy golden scales on Prince Zhu Biao's body fell off automatically.

This young dragon was replaced with black armored claws.

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Five days later, the capital.

Emperor Zhu Chongba and Xu Guogong Xu Jin returned here with an army of 15.

"Minister, welcome to the holy driver!"

"Your Majesty, the minister and all the officials..."

"Shut up! All ministers, return to court immediately!"

Hu Yong, the Zuo Prime Minister of Zhongshu Province, was arrested and sent to the Imperial Prison, so the matter of welcoming Shengjia back to Beijing naturally fell on the shoulders of Xie Jin, Shangshu of the Ministry of Rites.

This is a beautiful job.

When the prime minister dismounted, there were only six books in the court that were the largest.

The holy driver has welcomed him well, and entered the emperor's heart. He doesn't know how much better life will be in the future.

Maybe, the next Prime Minister Zuo Zhongshusheng is himself.

But Xie Jin never thought that he would be scolded before he finished his greeting.

It's hard to be an official.

Xie Jin was crying in his heart, but he could only borrow a cavalry horse immediately and rush to the imperial city.

The same goes for other officials.

Because the emperor returned to Beijing with such a murderous intent.

If they were beheaded or shot because they ran too slowly, who would they turn to for reasoning?

The current emperor can really do such a thing.

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"The ministers enter the palace!"

"Long live my emperor, long live!"

"Quickly stand up for us! Long live, ten thousand years of shit!"

"Now, some of you will explain to us why Hu Yong, Prime Minister Zuo, is so daring. We are in Huangshan, but we haven't even received a memorial!!!"

Emperor Zhu Chongba sat on the dragon chair, his anger almost turned into substance, and all the officials under the high platform knelt down and trembled in fright.

It's not just suffocating.

Ten breaths passed, and none of the officials came out to answer the emperor's question.

boom!Snapped!

The desk on the high platform was directly overturned by Emperor Zhu Chongba.

"Are you all dumb!"

"I dare not wait!"

In the end, Xie Jin had to come out first.

"Your Majesty, the ministers are also wronged. Since you went out to escape the summer heat, that Hu Yong held the itch you bestowed on him, tyrannizing the government and seizing the power to implement the six ministries!"

"Zhongshu Sheng has completely become the little court founded by Hu Yong!"

"We, the six ministers and ministers, have been unemployed for almost half a year, and we are completely blind to government affairs!"

"Your servant, it was only a few days ago that I found out about this change in the capital!"

Xie Jin had tears on his face, crying about their grievances not because they didn't want to, but because they couldn't.

It resonated with all the ministers.

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty!!!"

"you!"

"you!!!"

"Trash! Idiot!"

After much deliberation, Emperor Zhu Chongba didn't know what to scold.

Because of the itch, it was indeed he who gave it to Hu Yong.

But the emperor can know his mistakes and correct them.

But you will never admit it wrong!

"Two tigers! After the court, all the ministers, each of them will hold the five boards before leaving!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your forgiveness!"

After the five boards, all the ministers on the scene had to lose half their lives, but this punishment was the greatest forgiveness for them.

Therefore, all the ministers thanked each other with joy, fear and helplessness.

Then, the court meeting finally got to the point.

"Liu Ji, where's Liu Ji?"

"Why isn't Liu Ji here?"

It was also at this time that Emperor Zhu Chongba discovered that Bo Chengyi Liu Ji was absent from the court.

Fortunately, Wang Zheng, Shangshu of the Ministry of Industry, stood up and explained the reason for Liu Ji.

"Your Majesty, Zuo Shi of the Inspectorate was dismissed by Hu Yong a month ago. He heard that he had a serious illness, so he is not here."

"What, resignation?"

Emperor Zhu Chongba's anger completely exploded.

The supervisory officials of the Inspectorate are basically independent from the six ministries of the imperial court at ordinary times, and report directly to him, the emperor, and the Ministry of Education has no control at all.

How could Hu Yong be deposed!

Scratch itchy!tickle!

Emperor Zhu Chongba picked up the tickle he was using now and wanted to smash it to pieces.

But thinking it was jade, it was given by my sister a few months ago when she went to Huangshan to escape the summer heat, so she didn't want to part with it.

"Then don't call it to me!"

"Now! Before Liu Ji arrives here, everyone must write down Hu Yong's crimes!"

"Whoever writes less..."

At this time, the emperor Zhu Chongba was clearly on the high platform, but all the lower officials seemed to have seen the flash of blood in his eyes.

Got it, they all got it.

It is also at this time.

In a small side hall behind the hall of Fengtian Hall.

Hu Yong's former good son, Tu Jie, is writing urgently foreshadowing!

When Hu Yong was around, because of his arrogance, Tu Jie didn't dare to leave any clues that might expose him.

Now the emperor came back suddenly, and the capital didn't receive any news before he came back.

So Tu Jie has only just begun to list Hu Yong's crimes and his henchmen.

Even if his arms were left with afterimages, the hands of the little eunuch who was touching the ink on the side were almost sore. Since he received the news of the emperor's return to Beijing, he has only written less than half of it in the past half an hour. content.

Can't finish it, can't finish it at all!