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

"Father, what should we do now?"

After comforting the craftsmen who came to Beijing with their imperial edicts to complain, Emperor Zhu Chongba and Prince Zhu Biao returned to the imperial study and became distressed.

"How is it? Now it seems that the traitor has to take the eighty lashes even if he doesn't want to."

"It's just enough to beat him to death! Why did we give birth to such a rebellious son!"

Faced with the problem of his eldest son, Emperor Zhu Chongba was only full of anger.

"When the time comes, life or death will depend on me. Let the executioner beat me hard. Whether he survives or not depends on his own ability!"

"Father!"

Prince Zhu Biao did not expect that his father had this attitude. Now he could not even plead for the tenth brother.

However, when he turned around, Prince Zhu Biao thought of the plea sent to him by Aunt Guo.

In the backyard of the palace, the one who had the best relationship with his mother, Queen Ma, was Aunt Guo, Concubine Guo Ning.

The two of them were together every day regardless of anything. If the tenth brother really received eighty lashes with all his strength, even if he could still live, he would probably only be able to survive.

The relationship between these two people...

Just when Prince Zhu Biao and his father, Emperor Zhu Chongba, fell into silence again.

Another piece of news came from outside the imperial study room that made them even more silent.

"Report! Rush to Chongzhou eight hundred miles away!"

"Chongzhou! What happened to that place!"

Prince Zhu Biao stood up directly and walked to the door. Without waiting for the messenger to enter, he directly took the thing in his hand.

When he opened the package and saw what was inside, he almost lost his balance.

"Biao'er, what's wrong?"

Emperor Zhu Chongba hurriedly walked to Prince Zhu Biao and looked at what he was holding. He saw something coming from Chongzhou.

When he saw it clearly, he almost lost his balance.

"This is……"

An emperor and a prince worked together to unfold the contents of the package.

A book of all peoples with hundreds of people's handprints was unfolded in the imperial study room of the Imperial City of the Sun and Moon Dynasty.

In the center of Wanmin's book, all the crimes committed by King Zhu Zhu of Lu in Chongzhou were listed.

"What a traitor! What a traitor!"

"Father!"

Emperor Zhu Chongba looked at the handprints stamped on the Wanmin Book, his hands were trembling. Prince Zhu Biao quickly put away the Wanmin Book to comfort him.

"This traitor wants to piss us off to death!"

"Father, although the tenth brother has committed an unforgivable crime, fortunately, the damage to the people has not been affected so much, and we can still recover."

But just after he finished saying this, he supported his father, Emperor Zhu Chongba, and sat down to rest. Someone came outside the imperial study room with urgent information from [-] miles away.

"Report! Rush to Chongzhou eight hundred miles away."

"Report! Rush to Chongzhou eight hundred miles away."

"It's Chongzhou again!"

Prince Zhu Biao hurried to the door again and personally received the eight hundred miles urgent letter.

He was a little afraid to open the pile of packages in his hand.

But when he turned around, he found his father looking at him and motioning for him to open it.

"Open!"

Emperor Zhu Chongba was so angry that all the trembling in his body disappeared.

"Yes."

Now it was Prince Zhu Biao's turn to have his hands tremble.

He slowly opened the packages in his hands and unfolded the contents.

Snapped!

The second copy is a white cloth covered with red handprints.

The piece of cloth just fell to the ground, and there was no need for him to open the rest.

All he had to do was open the package and look at the material and color of the folded cloth.

All the same, all the same.

"Report! Rush to Chongzhou eight hundred miles away!"

And these books of all nations are not the end yet.

Every half an hour, one or more new books of all peoples are delivered.

I just briefly read a few signatures on the Book of Ten Thousand Peoples.

Prince Zhu Biao knew it. Almost all villages and towns in Chongzhou, his tenth brother, King Lu's fiefdom, sent Wanmin books.

Because the signatures above are all different.

"Then how many copies are left that haven't been delivered?"

Prince Zhu Biao looked at the map hanging in the imperial study room.

"Father?"

While he was shocked, Emperor Zhu Chongba stood behind him at some point, startling him.

"The king of Lu granted him a state and fed [-] households."

Emperor Zhu Chongba looked at the Book of All Peoples placed on the table by Prince Zhu Biao, and reported this number without even looking at the map.

After Prince Zhu Biao heard this, sweat suddenly broke out on his forehead.

Because he also grew up during that war-torn year.

The number of people involved in this chaos is not tens of thousands, but tens of thousands of households.

So he knows deeply that if this problem is not properly solved,

Then the names of the people in the Book of All Nations placed on this table in front of him will then become strong men wearing armor and holding guns.

Strongman?

But are these people really strong men?

"Father, it's my son who failed to manage the people's livelihood well. Please punish me, Father!"

Prince Zhu Biao was now filled with self-blame.

"What crime do you have? It was all our decree at the beginning."

"Our anger was raging, but now it has disappeared..."

"Disappear?"

Prince Zhu Biao was a little confused when he heard the last words of his father, Emperor Zhu Chongba.

broken!

Father, isn't it because he is so angry?

Emperor Zhu Chongba knew what he was thinking just by glancing at him.

"Yes, disappeared."

"But we are not mad!"

"Biao'er, do you still remember the two court meetings 15 years ago?"

Emperor Zhu Chongba raised his head and looked at the carved pillars in the imperial study.

Prince Zhu Biao also followed his gaze and began to reminisce...

"Fifteen years ago, what Zhao Mansion said was right."

"The rebellion of the vassal kings started when I issued the decree."

"Even if we later listen to the same words from the Zhao family and repeatedly reduce their benefits, it will only be useless teaching to a madman."

"Look, we have cut down the benefits of these vassal kings. We obviously want them to work hard on their own, and they don't have the conditions? Their starting point is a thousand times better than what we had at the beginning!"

"But what are they doing!"

"If we reduce them, they will exploit the people even more!"

"Come on!"

"Inform all the people in the capital that after the traitor returns to the capital, we will come and whip the whip ourselves!!!"

"Father!"

Prince Zhu Biao was speechless the whole time. After hearing his father getting more and more angry as he talked, and finally wanting to do it himself, he finally couldn't hold it back anymore.

"Father! If you want to swing the whip yourself, aren't you going to beat the tenth brother to death with your own hands?"

"What should I do with Aunt Guo? What will I do if my mother knows about it?"

"How to do?"

Emperor Zhu Chongba hesitated for a moment when he heard the two names mentioned in his prince's advice. His anger began to slowly recede, and he began to exhale loudly.

Call ~

"Report! Hurry up [-] miles from Chongzhou Prefecture!"

broken.

Prince Zhu Biao turned his head and looked at the person who came to report the news again, his heart skipping a beat.

"This bastard!!!"