"Who is back?"

An Lun was about to recite scriptures, but after hearing the report outside, she got out of bed almost unbelievably and walked out to ask.

The monk outside the door was holding half-eat oil cake in his hand. When he saw An Lun come out, he didn't know whether to throw it away or something, but he was stunned for a moment.

"You eat yours, tell me."

An Lun's kind-hearted attitude made Fanzi feel that he probably had the eyes of the boss, so he said excitedly: "When the young man came just now, he heard someone shouting, the young man waited. When he saw Duke Cheng coming outside the imperial city, he probably wanted to see His Majesty..."

An Lun nodded and ordered: "Our people are late and the people from Shandong have not returned it in time. What should we do?"

Suddenly everyone showed fear.

After An Lun took office, he had not ignited the fire inside. If anyone hit the fire, he would pray that he would not be put into the torture room.

An Lun looked around and then said lightly: "It's not easy to be in Shandong, it's a small mistake...it's fine."

After a relaxed exhalation, An Lun left his confidant Chen Shi, and then explained: "Duke Chengguo is here, and there is a big problem in Shandong. I will send a quick horse immediately to make those people guilty and make meritorious service, otherwise our family will be more kind..."

Chen Shi bowed and said sincerely: "Father-in-law, you are already kind enough. If it were our family, no one would escape punishment."

An Lun glanced at him, smiled, and returned to be honest.

"That person came late just now, a few days later..."

Chen Shi's face was just right and he said, "You are late, he is late, everyone is late. Daddy, this wind cannot last long!"

An Lun nodded, then continued, "The pony next to us..."

Xiao Ma was An Lun's entourage, and it didn't take long to follow him.

Chen Shi didn't know what he meant, so he smiled.

An Lun narrowed his eyes slightly, covered the coldness, and said, "It's so frivolous, I almost missed our big event..."

"Hard punishment!"

Chen Shi said without hesitation: "Xiao Ma is a little proud these days and often quarrels with those fans. Our family has long been unable to see it. Don't worry, my father-in-law, let's deal with this matter."

An Lun nodded and said, "He has a bad eyes and his hands are also having some problems..."

Chen Shi stood up and whispered: "That's unnecessary..."

An Lun closed his eyes and slowly recited the Buddha's name.

"...... I'm following my father-in-law to have meat! I ate a whole trouser last night, tsk! The oil flowed down the corners of my mouth..."

The sound of pony and people bragging came from outside.

The autumn wind blew on the window frame, and the sound of puffs gradually became crisp.

"Pony, come here!"

"Here's here!"

The pony's voice was very happy...

The sound of the Buddha's chant gradually became louder, and there was no sandalwood in the room, and there was a damp smell.

...

"I am guilty."

Outside the hall, the autumn rain was drizzling in by the wind. The people in the hall couldn't help but tremble, and then looked at Zhu Yong kneeling in the middle.

"...I had not been there at that time. The scholars rushed into the army, and many soldiers were injured. In the end... I couldn't bear it anymore..."

A strong wind swept in with the drizzle, which happened to blow on Zhu Yong.

He trembled for a moment, and everyone could see the annoyance on his face.

The emperor sent him to Shandong, which not only wanted to vote for his reputation, but also showed that the emperor's attention would definitely be of great use in the future.

But this value was thrown into the autumn wind by Zhu Yong, and the only thing left was cold.

Zhu Zhanji looked at Zhu Yong coldly and said, "What are you busy with?"

Zhu Yong looked up and said, "Your Majesty, I was leading people to clear out a group of thieves at that time..."

He had no room for quibbling, he had only improper handling.

Can a group of thieves use your Zhu Yong to encircle and suppress it yourself?

Zhu Yong knelt on the ground, and he felt that there were ridiculous eyes everywhere, including Wu Xun.

If there is no eternal enemy, if a Duke of Cheng falls down, a Duke of * will naturally come up below.

This is the norm!

Zhu Yong felt that he had a brain problem with his former call to brothers and those people. How could he have friends in this world? It was just a brief gathering of unanimous interests.

This is the most sobering time in his life!

He felt that he was doomed, so he rashly returned to Beijing just to show his loyalty.

I never thought about escaping. Even if I was cut into pieces, I would still come back and let the emperor deal with it.

idiot!

The civil servants' eyes mostly have indifferent eyes, not ridicule.

Without any concentration or strategy, this is the martial honor, the martial honor that inherits the title.

Most of them are idiots!

Even if you feel wronged and are eager to express your loyalty, you should not return to Beijing without your will.

What's this?

domineering?

No, Zhu Yong has no qualifications to be domineering.

That's stupid!

Stupid people are naturally not worth mocking, they are only suitable to see if there is any place to use them.

"Your Majesty, Shandong has become a boiling place..."

"Nothing boils!"

Zhu Zhanji said toughly: "It's just someone took the opportunity to cause trouble. Xinghe Bo has gone. I don't ask the reason or the other person. I will clean up the situation. Who wants to speak? Who has any suggestions? Who wants to impeach? Come out!"

No one came out!

The eyes look at the nose, the nose look at the heart, and the emperor's murderous intention becomes aroused. At this time, the person who goes out is either a fool or a terminally ill and wants to take the opportunity to gain a reputation with a broken life.

Zhu Zhanji got up and walked down, looked down at Zhu Yong, and said coldly: "No matter how important or serious you are, you will return to Beijing rashly. Where is your martial arts? I am so incompetent, dare I expect you to lead a large army to conquer?"

Zhu Yong raised his head, tears fell, and he said blankly: "Your Majesty, I... I deserve to die for all my crimes!"

"You deserve to die!"

Zhu Zhanji brushed his sleeves up, turned around, looked at the civil servants coldly, and then looked at the martial artists, and said, "You are loyal, but you have become dogs guarding the households. I... I don't need that much in the Ming Dynasty..."

This is almost a shady humiliation of Wu Xun!

Zhang Fu felt cold in his heart and left the team and said, "Your Majesty, Duke Cheng... This is the Ming Dynasty after all."

Does the emperor want to provoke the struggle and hostility between civil and military officials again?

Zhang Fu's words were concise and to the point. This was in the Ming Dynasty, and Zhu Yong could not use the means to deal with the enemy.

Yang Rong was in a daze, feeling that the violent Emperor Wen was above him.

"You can act in a dilemma and dare to be a general? Go back home and think about your mistakes behind closed doors!"

Zhu Zhanji sat back and looked at Zhu Yong with indifference.

The incompetent ones secretly hold high positions, which is the current situation of the Ming Dynasty's martial honors.

In another twenty or thirty years, when all experienced martial arts are gone, who will lead the army?

Did you rely on a fool like Zhu Yong who inherited the title?

At this moment, the position of martial arts in Zhu Zhanji's heart has reached a higher level.

Zhu Yong thanked him with a dead face, and then he staggered out.

The lineage of Duke Cheng is in danger!

Zhang Fu's roundabout plea played a role, at least Zhu Yong was just confined.

But Wu Xun was becoming more and more marginalized. If the emperor had not wanted to rely on Wu Xun and Xun to balance the government affairs, he would have slapped him with a slap.

And the emperor definitely had premeditated!

After the break, Huang Huai, who had been coughing continuously after the autumn, was supported by Jin Youzi. He whispered: "Before Duke Chengguo entered the capital, Your Majesty must have received the news."

Jin Youzi glanced at Zhang Fu who was walking in the front, and sighed with a change of joy.

"It must be that Your Majesty did not hide it, so he directly asked Xing and Bo to go to Shandong. This time... Lord Huang is going to see blood!"

The autumn wind rolled up the dead leaves in a swirling manner and flew over Meng Ying's head, who was walking in a hurry.

"It's time to start!"

Meng Ying caught up with Zhang Fu and said worriedly.

Zhang Fu's face turned pale and said, "Zhu Yong is so bad... he is wrong again and again. Dehua is going to kill someone this time, and the taste has changed. In the final analysis, it is his fault. He is wrong again and again and again, and he is foolish!"
Chapter completed!