"Mao Xiang." Zhu Su looked unkind and did not ask Mao Xiang to stand up. He said bluntly: "I want to pick up those prisoners."
"..." Mao Xiang's expression moved slightly, but his kneeling body showed no intention of moving at all. He still replied in a respectful tone: "... Your Highness, Fifth Prince, please forgive me. The date set by His Majesty's imperial edict is today.
.Now within one day, I, the Jin Yiwei, still have the right to interrogate..."
"...Have you thought about it clearly? Do you really want to continue to take advantage of the imperial edict?" Zhu Su's voice became colder. "Mao Xiang, I know your intention."
"The reason why an eagle dog is an eagle dog is that it naturally has to catch more prey first."
"But have you ever thought that God's will is unpredictable. If my father wanted to let them go, he would naturally have his considerations in mind. If you give in and succeed, Jin Yiwei's credit record will be thicker, but won't he be overstepping his authority and violating his father's plan?
"
"Fourth brother was ordered to build a public trial on South Street, and finally restored some reputation for the Jinyiwei. As a commander, you tortured, hoping to expand the results... Is this the father's original intention?"
"A knife with a mind of its own...will you still take advantage of it?"
These words made Mao Xiang sweat profusely and tremble. "Jin... Jin Yiwei are the emperor's personal soldiers, so naturally they dare not misinterpret His Majesty's meaning."
"It's just that among the criminals, there may be people whose crimes have not yet been uncovered..."
Having said this, he secretly glanced at Zhu Su, only to see Zhu Su staring at him coldly, as if he were glaring at a dead person. He felt a sudden shock in his heart, and finally did not dare to continue to quibble. "But your highness has
Even my subordinates dare not refuse my order."
Zhu Su sighed deeply. "The Lord of Saints and Mings... what is the Lord of Saints and Mings?"
"You and your family will be arranged in the palace in a few days. Either Yunnan or Liaodong, for the sake of the Ming Dynasty."
When the time comes, the sky will be high and the sea will be wide enough for him to roam freely. In the future, he may be able to gain a position as a minister outside the territory, become a marquis and become a prime minister, and establish a great cause that will be admired by future generations.
"This is something that goes against the rules of heaven and earth! Mao Xiang, the commander of the Jinyi Guards, looks loyal and treacherous, and has the look of an eagle watching a wolf!"
"But Jinyiwei is indeed domineering! Your Majesty, a wise king, will definitely be able to accept remonstrances and loyal words..." Fang Xiaoru remained stubborn.
"Being diligent and a good citizen is a good way out."
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If that happens, those criminals who successfully emerged from Yunnan and Liaodong will be considered to have passed the test and can move outside the territory to educate the barbarians.
Zhu Su nodded, these people can generally understand the general situation.
In the imperial palace, Fang Xiaoru settled his father and came to Zhu Su. The scars on his father's body made him burst into tears. "Your Highness, Jin Yiwei is abusing lynching in an attempt to beat him into submission."
"The guilty minister is innocent. I thank His Highness for saving my life!" The prisoners shed tears of gratitude and reluctantly paid homage to Zhu Su with their support.
"In the future, please don't talk about this matter again. Do your best to do what you are doing, and you must not get involved in the political affairs of the DPRK and China."
"What? You scholars are taking exams one after another. Are you trying to teach your father how to become an emperor?"
This guy really has no political wisdom. Zhu Su rubbed his brows with a headache. "Zheng Shili's appointment made the court agitated. Now that it has been solved with great difficulty, you want to go to the appointment again?"
Anyone who is an official is bound to a common people and is guilty of incompetence. It is not impossible for them to endure suffering at this time, and it is an opportunity to break through the shackles and achieve nirvana and rebirth.
"However, the death penalty can be avoided, but the living crime cannot be escaped. You are a mediocre official and sit back and watch the empty seal cause harm. You are still responsible for not seeing things clearly and being the accomplices of the tiger."
"Or do you want to be like Zheng Shili, trying to coerce the Ming Emperor with the public opinion of scholars?"
"Fang Xizhi, times have changed. If you dare to go to the hospital, not only will you die, but you may also implicate your respected father who finally saved his life. You will also have to pay for it with his life!"
Fang Xiaoru's father, Fang Keqin, was also among them. As a civil servant with a high official reputation, Fang Keqin had obviously twice as many scars as the others. Now he had fainted and was being held on the left and right by two Jin Yiwei.
He was brought out. Fang Xiaoru hurried forward to check on his biological father, and found out that he was indeed unconscious. He breathed a sigh of relief. However, the resentment towards Jin Yiwei was already on the surface.
"...Yes." Fang Xiaoru looked disappointed and retreated. Zhu Su also felt that there was a breath of anger in his chest that could not be released. What Mao Xiang did had indeed trampled on a certain bottom line of the law. I think it was because Zhu Di led a part of the Jinyi Guards
He has made great achievements, so he, the commander of the Jinyiwei, is not willing to lag behind, holding back his thoughts and wanting to come up with a big one.
Zhu Su frowned. He didn't have much fondness for these mediocre officials, and naturally he had no intention of being courteous to them. He was just shocked by Mao Xiang's ruthlessness. Looking at their appearance, he was afraid that they would not be able to bear it overnight.
He glared at Mao Xiang, who was hanging his hands beside him, and said to the prisoners: "You don't have to thank me. If you want to thank me, just thank my father for his great kindness and exempting you from the death penalty."
"Please give me a moment, young lord, and I will hand over those criminals whose crimes are relatively minor to your highness."
"Just like the emperor of the Song Dynasty, he listened to you literati and acted as a puppet for the literati, so he became a sage and wise king? If the father is unwilling to punish the imperial guards, will you, Fang Xiaoru, still want to stir up public opinion in the scholarly community?
Is your father a foolish king?"
"The student wants to report to His Majesty and impeach the royal guards! Master, please give me permission!" After saying that, he knelt down and kowtowed to Zhu Su several times.
"Let's go. I will place you in the imperial village outside the city first. When the time comes, officials from the Ministry of Punishment will come to hand over to me." Zhu Su frowned and said nothing. After explaining to the prison officials, he himself
Gu Zi left, no longer paying attention to Mao Xiang's voice of "congratulations" behind him.
Zhu Su snorted coldly and didn't bother to care about the agility in Mao Xiang's last words. He ordered the palace guards to follow the imperial guards to take over the mediocre officials who had committed crimes. After a while, dozens of officials with bloody flesh were escorted out.
Many people cried with joy when they saw Zhu Su wearing royal robes, feeling like they had seen the light of day again.
Hearing what Zhu Su said, the prisoners' faces were full of sadness. Even if there were one or two who wanted to defend themselves, they were persuaded by others.
Although he couldn't stand Mao Xiang, Zhu Su didn't think he could persuade Lao Zhu to depose Mao Xiang. Mao Xiang was now an unparalleled sharp blade in Lao Zhu's hand. He advised the emperor to throw away the sharp blade, even if it was his own son, he should be careful
It's a grudge. If someone tries to persuade me, I'm afraid Lao Zhu will have his head chopped off if he turns around.
Emperor Hongwu was not Emperor Chongzhen, and he would never do anything that would undermine his martial arts.
"Forget it. Let's see if he builds a tall building. One day the building will collapse."
Zhu Su comforted himself, then put Mao Xiang's matter behind him, summoned the palace's carriage and horses, and went back to Tianfu.