Chapter 99 Do you think the God of Killing who just went to Fan is not the God of Killing?
Chapter 99 Do you think that the God of Death is no longer the God of Death?
"What did you ask?"
"Your Highness, please forgive me. I am a villain and incompetent..."
When Zhu Zhanhe heard this, he shrugged his shoulders and said nothing because he didn't pay much attention.
Being able to be sent to do things like assassination, and the assassins were the current emperor's own son and grandson, even if such a person has no special skills, at least he is a strict talker.
"Let's go and take a look!" Zhu Zhanhe stood up and stretched his body.
When Zhu Gaoxu saw this, he stood up and followed him. He had never seen his son's performance in dealing with corrupt officials and interrogation.
Xu Heng saw this and followed him.
He is now a member of the King of Han's party in the true sense. Although I don't know if anyone will defect to him again in the future, he is the only person the King of Han can use now.
Zhu Ling and Zhu Ping are still not very good at interrogation. They are both guards, and they are good at protection. Interrogation requires special training. Otherwise, they are just like ordinary people, and they only know a few methods.
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"Tsk, tsk, tsk, how pitiful..." Walking to the back of the motorcade, Zhu Zhanhe looked at the miserable state of the people tied to the tree and couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.
"Tell me, why bother? You sacrifice your life for others and you have to keep a secret, but you get yourself involved in it?"
"What about your parents? What about your wife and daughter? If you, who you think is worthy of their use, die, will they still treat your relatives well?"
"Tell me, stop carrying it. What's the use of carrying it? Aren't you the one who will suffer?"
"Hmph... Bah!" The man smiled contemptuously and spat out a mouthful of bloody phlegm at Zhu Zhanhe.
"Alas..." After all, it was because of his young age and Zhu Zhanhe was not an experienced person that he did not avoid this mouthful of bloody phlegm.
"Why bother..."
Zhu Zhanhe took out his handkerchief and wiped his face, then turned and walked towards the next person.
thump.
Behind him, a headless corpse fell to the ground.
When Xu Heng saw this, his body shook involuntarily.
As a military commander, although he has never been on the battlefield, his mental endurance is far higher than that of ordinary people, but even so...
Seeing Zhu Zhanhe, a child, deciding a person's life and death so lightly, Xu Heng said that he couldn't accept it.
"Okay, it's your turn." Zhu Zhanhe looked at the second person with a smile.
"What about you? What do you want to say?"
"I……"
"Forget it." The man's legs were trembling and he was about to speak, but was interrupted by Zhu Zhanhe.
"I don't want to hear it anymore."
He waved his hand and made another plop.
Continue to the third person.
This time, Zhu Zhanhe didn't even ask and just skipped it.
There was another thump.
"Okay, now it's your turn." Zhu Zhanhe had a kind smile on his face, but it sent chills down his spine.
"Anything to say?"
…
After a little time of burning incense.
"Ah..." Zhu Zhanhe stretched himself out, leaned under the roots of the tree, and sat next to the fire.
Zhu Gaoxu looked at the fire in front of him expressionlessly, while Xu Heng sat aside and swallowed his saliva.
"Oh, these people..." Zhu Zhanhe yawned lazily.
"I want to go and join the feudal clan, so why bother?"
"Is this what you call familiar?" After all, Zhu Gaoxu had seen big scenes. At least he had seen his son leading people to build a temple in Jinghai when he was fishing in the sea, and his mood was relatively stable.
"Didn't you say that this is a relative of the corrupt official you dealt with here a while ago?"
"Hey..." Zhu Zhanhe shrugged, looking innocent.
"My child has met a lot of people, so it's not surprising to have this kind of illusion."
"Besides, in my opinion, those corrupt officials are all the same. They looked at me with eyes that either wanted to eat me or were so scared that they would pee their pants."
"It's normal to admit your mistake."
"Then what are you going to do now?" Zhu Gaoxu looked at his son. Now he was used to not interfering with his son's decisions.
"As long as the things are in our hands, these people will not stop."
"So what?" Zhu Zhanhe took out the gold medal letter talisman from his sleeve pocket, hooked the rope of the letter talisman with his right index finger and swung it up.
"They are just jealous. What can mere merchants do even if they unite with officials?"
"You don't think this golden talisman looks good when you hold it, do you?"
Zhu Gaoxu was startled when he heard this.
It's true.
This time, when the Shanxi merchants learned that the old man had given the gold medal talisman to the King of Han, they took action and teamed up with the officials they had made friends with to snatch it away. But it was fine if they didn't know about it before. Now that they knew it, what countermeasures could they take?
The gold medal letter talisman, although it is a letter talisman on weekdays, can sometimes be used to mobilize troops!
"His Royal Highness..." Xu Heng took a while to recover, mainly because Zhu Zhanhe's appearance just now made him a little shocked.
"Do those businessmen and officials really dare to do this?"
Xu Heng asked his question, which elicited laughter from Zhu Gaoxu and his son.
In fact, it was not that the Ming Dynasty had a problem with its personnel. Xu Heng became Xing'an Bo because he inherited his grandfather's title. He was also educated by a family of military commanders and knew everything about the art of war.
The reason why he was able to ask this question was that he had never been on the battlefield, nor had he experienced those messy struggles.
His grandfather passed away in the second year of Yongle's reign. Since then, the Xu family has no high backer. Where is the chance?
"That's you. Others probably won't be able to ask this question." Zhu Zhanhe said with a smile as he looked at Xu Heng, who was still a bit immature.
"Grandpa values love. Your grandpa is the hero of Jingnan. In addition, military commanders can be said to be in a league of their own. That's why you are so well protected."
"But you have to know that cutting off someone's wealth is like killing their parents."
"If something can bring a double profit, then these corrupt officials and profiteers will dare to take risks. If there is a double profit, then they will dare to violate the laws of the Ming Dynasty. If there is a third profit, then they will dare to trample everything in the world."
"When the time comes, let alone the King of Han, the Crown Prince of Han, they will dare to subvert even the dynasty for you."
Xu Heng was silent after hearing this.
Although he is almost twenty years old, his life experience is really not as good as that of Zhu Zhanhe, who is eleven...oh no, he should be said to be twelve years old now.
Not to mention the things that ordinary people don't have in Zhu Zhanhe's mind, let's just say that his experience in the past year or so is not comparable to that of Xu Heng, his junior brother.
Xu Heng could calm down when he saw the dead, but this was really not the case in Shanghai.
"Have a good rest." Zhu Zhanhe stood up with a smile and patted Xu Heng on the shoulder.
"When you go to Yunnan in the future, you will see much more than this."
"Thank you, Your Highness, for your teaching!" Xu Heng quickly stood up and knelt down facing Zhu Zhanhe.
"Okay..." Zhu Zhanhe waved his hand and walked towards the carriage.
"Go to bed early. You have to go to the inn tomorrow morning. We have to send it to Grandpa right away."
"Otherwise, I'm afraid there will be trouble if you use this golden talisman outside Yunnan..."
After entering the carriage, Zhu Zhanhe lay down, but did not fall asleep.
The benefits of the tea-horse trading market make countless people jealous, and it indeed makes everyone willing to take risks.
However, if only...
Chapter completed!