Chapter 131: Your Highness, please don’t leave. I’ve done this job. I’ve done it.

In Zhu Di's palace, Zhu Zhangui and Zhu Di lay there and studied for an entire afternoon before almost completing the plan.

Looking at the summary of the centenary plan in front of him, Zhu Di's eyes were filled with excitement and fighting spirit.

After the Yongle Ceremony, he did something that would be famous throughout the ages.

If this century-old plan can be realized and everyone in the Ming Dynasty will be like a dragon, then Zhu Di will surpass all emperors and, like the First Emperor, will become a great emperor whose name will be passed down for generations.

"Who are you going to put in charge of this plan?"

After carefully organizing the plan and putting it beside him, Zhu Di asked Zhu Zhangui who he planned to put in charge of the plan in the early stages.

He, Zhu Di, was the emperor and had endless things to do every day. He could not devote himself wholeheartedly to this plan and could only play a supervisory role.

Although the prince Zhu Pangpang is a good candidate, with the boss's body, Zhu Di is afraid that Zhu Pangpang will be exhausted to death.

Zhu Gaoxu and Zhu Gaosui are even worse.

Both of them were military commanders, so they couldn't do this kind of delicate work.

And he didn't want the two of them to be involved in this plan.

Based on his understanding of the two sons, they knew that this plan was for the successor emperor, that is, the descendant of the boss. It would be good if it would not be a disservice. He also wanted them to work hard to complete this matter. It was too much to think about.

Zhu Zhangui still has a lot to do in the future, and it is impossible to devote all his energy to this matter. He must find a person in charge.

Neither can Sanyang.

The three of them are now representatives of the Confucian sect, and it is impossible for them to preside over this matter.

Even if the three of them were willing, Zhu Di would not let them take over this matter.

Zhu Zhangui naturally had a candidate in mind for a long time and replied directly:

"My grandson has two candidates, and I plan to let them take charge of this matter."

"It's just that one of them may be in some trouble. He once offended you, grandpa, and is still in prison."

Zhu Di became interested.

He thought about it for a long time, but he still couldn't figure out who should take over this matter.

You must know that this candidate must not only be knowledgeable, but also must not have too many connections with Confucianism. It is best to have a hostile relationship, which would be even better.

Zhu Di really couldn't remember who Zhu Zhangui was imprisoned in the prison. After all, he imprisoned too many people, who knows who they were.

"Tell me, if he is really a good candidate, as long as it is not a serious crime of rebellion, I can pardon him."

Zhu Zhangui looked at the old man and named a person.

"Jie Jin, Jie Bachelor."

Zhu Di raised his eyebrows.

"Why him? He has a good reputation among the Confucian sect! And this man's character..."

Zhu Di shook his head, obviously not liking this person very much.

"Because after he entered Jinyiwei's prison, no one from the Confucian sect rescued him. Several years of imprisonment should have almost smoothed his edges."

"Grandpa, he doesn't dare to hate you. So he can only hate the Confucian sect. If we provoke him again and say that after he entered the prison, the Confucian sect not only did not save him, but actually added insult to injury and asked to copy his

family, destroy his clan."

"Grandpa, if we let him out and give him rights and a certain amount of strength, will he take crazy revenge on the Confucian clan?"

"When he knows our plan, will he do it wholeheartedly for the sake of power and revenge on the Confucian sect? After all, the feeling of prison is really uncomfortable, let alone the prison of Jin Yiwei. Now it is difficult to do it again

Once he gains the upper hand, he will not give up."

Zhu Di nodded slightly after hearing this.

"I remember he should be in Jinyiwei Prison!"

Zhu Zhangui nodded in confirmation.

The old man thought for a while and said to Zhu Zhangui: "Go and see him first to see if he is a suitable candidate for you. If there is no problem, you can let him take charge."

After confirming that he knew Jin, the old man asked about another person.

"The other person, if I guessed correctly, should be Lu Xin, the chief envoy of Shandong."

Zhu Zhangui chuckled and flattered, "I can't hide anything from you, grandpa!"

"What's so hard to guess? That guy has done so many things with you. He is also responsible for the destruction of the Kong family. If this matter gets out, he will definitely be beaten to death by the Confucian people."

After confirming the two candidates, the old man rubbed his eyebrows and said a little tiredly: "The Ministry of Revenue may not be able to pay for the initial investment, so let's use the Kong family's money as an advance!"

"If it's really not enough, you can put some money first, and then you can make up for it when you come back from Japan."

"As for the subsequent investment, the income from the Japanese country should be able to last for a few years. We will slowly figure out a way later. If it doesn't work, you can go out with Zheng He again."

Good guy, this old man doesn't even want to lose his face for money.

He even told Zhu Zhangui to go out and loot again, which shows how seriously the old man takes this matter.

"Okay, this matter is settled like this. I will think about it for a while and see if I have anything to add. You can go to Jinyiwei Prison to have a look and see Jin Jin."

Noticing the tiredness in Zhu Di's eyes, Zhu Zhangui didn't want to let the old man get tired.

He also thought about letting the old man take over for a few more years, so that he would have the opportunity to go out and roam more.

If the old man is exhausted, he will have to bear the burden of Ming Dynasty.

After all, his father, Zhu Pangpang, has such a body, Zhu Zhangui is really not sure whether he can survive the old man.

"Okay, I'll go take a look. Don't be too tired. Get some rest early!"

The old man waved his hand and then reminded: "Don't stay too long! The cold in that place is harmful to your body. I'm still looking forward to holding my grandson next year, so you can't hurt your body."

"Also, go back early in the evening and don't keep my eldest granddaughter-in-law waiting for too long."

Under the old man's instructions and instructions, Zhu Zhangui left the palace and went to the Jinyiwei Yamen.

"See His Majesty the Grand Sun, may your Majesty be blessed and safe."

As soon as Zhu Zhangui arrived at the gate of Jinyiwei and received the news from Ji Gang, he quickly led the officials on duty out to greet him.

"Everyone get up!"

Zhu Zhangui nodded with a smile and entered the Jinyiwei lobby accompanied by Ji Gang and others.

"Your Highness, those students are being interrogated. If you urgently need a confession, I will send someone over to urge you."

Zhu Zhangui waved his hand.

"I'm not here for them. You can take your time and give me your confession before dawn tomorrow."

He replied casually, and after Zhu Zhangui asked everyone except Ji Gang to leave, he asked Ji Gang: "Is Xie Jin being imprisoned in your place?"

"Yes, Your Highness."

"Bring him up, I have something to ask him."

Soon, a man with disheveled hair and dirty body was personally escorted in by Ji Gang.

"The guilty minister Xie Jin pays homage to His Highness Taisun."

Ji Gang seemed to have already explained this to Xie Jin on the way here.

As soon as Xie Jin entered the hall, he immediately bowed and paid homage.

Zhu Zhangui nodded and looked at the disheveled Xie Jin.

"Xie Xie, how is life in prison?"

Jie Jin's body shook subconsciously.

Obviously, Zhu Zhangui's words aroused the fear in his heart.

"Life is worse than death, like burning fire!"

Jie Jin answered Zhu Zhangui's question in nine words.

"Do you want to leave?"

"Do you want to be reinstated?"

"Do you want to take it a step further?"

A three-question question was thrown out by Zhu Zhangui.

Every time a question was asked, Xie Jin raised his head slightly.

When Zhu Zhangui finished his third question, Xie Jin was already looking directly at Zhu Zhangui.

"Your Majesty, you finally remember me."

Old Jie Jin burst into tears.

During the two years in Jinyiwei's prison, he simply felt worse than death.

Thinking about how high-spirited Xie Jin was back then, his compilation of the Yongle Dadian was even more famous throughout the world.
To be continued...