Chapter one hundred and eighty seventh
The whole world suddenly became surprisingly quiet, and the heavy rain at the turn of spring and summer swept over and hit the deck and made a crackling sound.
The Sili Supervisor Wang Chengen bent his body, and the rain hit his python suit through the window ridge. The cold sword was as cold as a sharp sword, but now when His Majesty was furious, he didn't dare to turn around and close the window.
Li Mingrui was the same. Although the strong wind with raindrops blew a little cool, his forehead was still filled with sweat beads. Once upon a time, a senior civil servant like him would not be so scared in front of the emperor.
Unless it was during the Hongwu period, when some officials had to bid farewell to their wives every time they last court, civil officials had never been so timid in front of the emperor. Even after the Chenghua year, civil officials even formed a trend of being proud of scolding the emperor.
Wu Jin walked in with Yuan Chonghuan's head. The big devil who had always served as Zhu Youxiao's sword now replied in a weak voice but nervously: "Your Majesty, Yuan Chonghuan has been executed."
"Go to find the coffin and put it in a temporary manner. In addition, the news of his execution of Yuan Chonghuan spread to various provinces, and warned the governors and generals of all regions to be loyal and responsible, and not to obey my orders in vain!"
Zhu Youxiao said that, and he needed to come out for a while. Although he had died in dozens of ministers since he became emperor, there were also the chief minister of the cabinet who was the first rank, and even the royal relatives. Although his iron-blooded skills were not as good as those of Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang, he was still comparable to Emperor Zhu Di, but he had never been as heavy as today.
Yuan Chonghuan, a famous figure in the history of the late Ming Dynasty, was still killed by himself.
Zhu Youxiao gave him a chance, and even told him not to engage in internal strife or attack Mao Wenlong before sending him to Liaodong. For this reason, he made a harsh statement, saying that if he killed Mao Wenlong, he would destroy his nine clans.
But who knew that the country was easy to change and his nature was hard to change. Yuan Chonghuan ignored his warnings and even touched him in person, forcing himself to kill him.
Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but sigh. He even thought, if Yuan Chonghuan knelt down for him, just begging for love or admitting his mistake, he might be able to spare his life, but this person was not only ambitious but also stubborn. Is this what the scholars and officials call integrity?
Zhu Youxiao looked ahead. At this time, Wang Chengen came to Zhu Youxiao with an umbrella. The master and servant did not say anything. The cabinet master Li Mingrui and Wu Jin, the head of the East Factory, also followed him, but neither of them held an umbrella and were instantly poured into a chicken.
The rain curtains woven like silver threads floated and dissipated under the wind, making dense holes on the already turbid Grand Canal.
The big and small ships that were overturning all rushed to the dock, lowered their windsurfings, and set up boat tents. Except for dozens of large ships of the Ming Emperor still lie across the river, the Grand Canal in the entire Jinan Prefecture area was moved out in an instant.
No one knew that a court official had just been killed on the imperial boat of His Majesty the Emperor of Ming Dynasty, who was a hundred steps away but could not get close to him.
Only the officers and soldiers of the imperial guards guarding the four sides of the imperial guards were still standing straight around the ship like a mountain. And from the expressions in the eyes of these people, it can be seen that His Majesty killed a civil servant for a general, which was quite shocking to them. At least from now on, they believed that His Majesty respected them, such warriors.
Suddenly, just as the rain was raining, a small boat was sailing towards the imperial boat like an arrow from a string. It was clear that the small boat that was overturned by the Hong Tao was standing an energetic old man. The old man was dressed in rags and covered with white hair, and shouted loudly to Zhu Youxiao: "Emperor!"
"emperor!"
The old man shouted loudly, looking very anxious and panicked, as if he had forgotten that this was the forbidden area for the emperor's ceremonial guard, and the wooden pulp was paddling very fast.
But because it is too far from Zhu Youxiao, Zhu Youxiao didn't hear clearly what he was calling.
Here, the general manager of the Southern Tour Affairs is Li Mingrui, the Grand Secretary of the Dongge and the Left Minister of the Ministry of Rites.
In an instant, he changed his initial taciturn state and immediately shouted to Ye Zhen, the commander of the First Battalion of the Imperial Guards on a ship in front of him: "Ye Chen, stop that man quickly and don't let him rush to His Majesty!"
"Don't worry, we have marked the limit on the river surface with three zhang. As long as he drives three zhang further and does not retreat, he will definitely die."
As soon as Ye Qianshi finished answering, Zhu Youxiao waved his hand and said, "Don't be so nervous. It's just an old man. I'm sorry he is not an assassin. Even if he is an assassin, he wouldn't be so blatant and bring him up. I'm a little curious about why this man dared to break into the imperial guards."
Ye Qianshi saluted Zhu Youxiao, and immediately ordered a team of imperial guards to go over according to Zhu Youxiao's orders.
Not long after, the old man was escorted to Zhu Youxiao.
Zhu Youxiao saw this man wearing a straw raincoat, a straw hat, and a white beard, looking like a fisherman making a living in this area.
This was the first time this man saw His Majesty today, and he hurriedly kowtowed to Zhu Youxiao.
"I'm welcome to you quickly, please." Zhu Youxiao couldn't accept the gift from an old man calmly. After he hurriedly asked Wang Chengen to help the man up, he asked:
"Old man, this is my imperial boat. The idle people can't wait to get close to you. You should know. Let me tell you, how can you have such a great courage to break into here? Do you know if I hadn't been merciless just now, you would have been buried in this Grand Canal."
The old man looked at Zhu Youxiao in a daze, and then looked at the officials and soldiers in rich clothes and dressed clothes around him. He didn't know what to say for a moment, but just knelt down again and kept kowtowing to Zhu Youxiao: "Your Majesty, you have to make a decision for the grass people! The grass people have great grievances!"
Zhu Youxiao was a little amused and crying. The first time he met such a person, he actually ran to him and cried.
"Old man, if you have any wronged things, you can go to the county government office. If the county government office doesn't work, go to the government office. If the government office doesn't work, you can just find a sub-subject road or go directly to the censor. Come to my place to call for injustice, and I may not be able to decide for you." Zhu Youxiao said that, he planned to let Wu Jin take the old man to the county government office. He is not the inspector's censor, but he doesn't have so many time to intervene in local litigation.
The plot of the emperor who had to clean up all kinds of major cases as soon as he arrived at the place and rehabilitated the grievances of the people was just performed in TV series.
"No, my grandson, you are the biggest official in the world. You can't ignore the life and death of us ordinary people. Caomin's daughter went to work for Mr. Kong's house, but there was no one in a month. Master Kong said she had finished her work the day before and left. However, Caomin searched all over the whole mountain, and spent all his savings but couldn't find it. He also went to the yamen of the county magistrate and the prefect to file a complaint. But apart from being beaten a few times, the men didn't care. Now he finally heard that when you come to our place, Caomin, I'll come."
Chapter completed!