Zhu Zunxi was awakened by the noise, heard shouts of death and howls, and panicked for a moment. She didn't know what was going on. She put on her clothes shivering and quietly opened the door a crack. When she looked outside, she felt that her whole body was cold.
In the yard, corpses were strewn all over the ground.
Fan Biao, a member of the Thousand Household of the Zhenbei Guard Wan'an Station, was covered in blood. He bent down and pulled out his sword from the corpse on the ground. He looked around and a soldier immediately said: "Kill all those who resisted."
Fan Biao agreed, "Please, Your Majesty."
After sheathing the blood-stained sword, Fan Biao looked up and knew that Zhu Zunxi was hiding in the door and peeking, so he was not in a hurry. Anyway, he was surrounded by people and it was difficult for him to fly without wings.
After all, it is because of Zhu Zunxi that Fan Biao is what he is today.
He was willing to give Zhu Zunxi some dignity.
After a while, Zhu Qizhen slowly walked into the courtyard, followed by Xie Wan, who was wearing a green shirt.
Zhu Zunxi, who was behind the door, looked at Xie Wan, his eyes were filled with tears, he opened the door suddenly, pointed at Xie Wan and said angrily: "I treat you well, why do you betray me!"
Xie Wan remained silent.
Zhu Qizhen took a step forward and looked at Zhu Zunxi with a deep smile, "Your Highness, Prince of Fujian, please be patient. I understand your mood, just as I treated Zhu Qiyu very well back then, but how did he treat me?"
After a pause, "Actually, Mr. Xie is not to blame for this. Your Highness the King of Fujian, you are also a scholar. Don't you know that there is a saying that if morality is not matched, there will be disaster. The reason why today's situation is happening is that you are too self-righteous. Of course,
It does not rule out that you are self-aware and know that the hearts of Jianwen's remnants are scattered, and if you don't gamble one last time, you will never have a chance, so you put all your money in. Unfortunately, you still lost the bet, because you forgot one thing: people's hearts are good. What you do in daily life
"Mr.
He suddenly sank and his eyes were cold, "You didn't do it this way!"
Zhu Zunxi took two steps back in despair and fell down on the steps.
Zhu Qizhen enjoys the feeling now.
After so many years, he had almost forgotten this supreme feeling of controlling everything. Today he finally returned to his familiar identity again, and he wanted to enjoy this moment.
Zhu Zunxi stared at the ground, "Money can make the world go round. It is undeniable that you are very rich. Over the years, you have been like a gangrene on your bones. You have been sucking the bones and blood of the Ming Dynasty to fill your own pockets. The money you obtained can even recruit 20,000 people."
However, what can the soldiers and horses do?"
He sneered, "Heaven gave you a chance, but you didn't use it!"
Is it Xie Wan’s fault?
Times make heroes, and Zhuzi becomes famous?
It’s a pity that you met me, Zhu Qizhen!
Zhu Qizhen was sure of victory and said confidently: "Hand over the remaining money and I will spare your life."
Jianwen Yiyi is very rich.
But Xie Wan didn't know where it was.
Zhu Zunxi was desperate and frightened. When he heard that there was a chance of survival, he was overjoyed and hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, please let me go. I will take you to find my grandfather. This time, I only spent 500,000 taels to recruit 20,000 soldiers. My grandfather
There are still millions of taels over there!"
Zhu Qizhen took a breath of cold air.
The remnants of Jianwen actually have a fortune worth millions of taels!
Nearly half of Ming Dynasty’s annual tax!
Decades of accumulation are indeed terrifying.
Then he said coldly: "That old monk... I will go find him!"
Not going now.
We have to wait until we capture Zhu Jianji before we go there. If he dares not to obediently hand over the money, I will let him know what it means for a king to be so angry that every man will be stained with blood.
None of Jianwen’s old ministers can live!
Zhu Zunxi is no longer worth keeping.
He turned his head and asked Xie Wan, "Do you have anything to say to him? If not, just go back to the magistrate's office. I guess the seven ministers and the civil and military officials are already waiting."
After Zhu Zunxi died, the officials of the small court had no choice but to continue to support him.
He waved his hand again and said to Fan Biao: "Kill him."
Xie Wan bent down and said, "Your Majesty, go back first. There will be five hundred elite soldiers escorting you outside the mansion. After all, I have been with His Royal Highness the King of Fujian for many years. I have taken care of him and want to see him off on his last journey."
Zhu Qizhen agreed, "As soon as possible, the position of the Six Ministers will be waiting for your selection."
He glanced at Fan Biao again and said, "Master Fan, don't be soft-hearted."
Xie Wan knelt down to express gratitude.
When Fan Biao heard this, he thought, Damn it, I'm going to be a marquis!
He also quickly knelt down to thank him.
Zhu Qizhen smiled, glanced at Zhu Zunxi, who was about to die, and strode away.
Look, look, what is destiny?
Just like in Wala, I didn't do anything and sent his sister over to warm the bed first. The senior management of Wala also tried their best to dissuade him from attacking me first.
Now he has done nothing and has become the Tianshun Emperor who controls Fujian.
I have a team of ministers.
There will also be money.
This is called destiny!
Xie Wan was a talented person and had long been bribed and convinced the generals in the army. At the same time that he was beheaded here, those old Jianwen ministers in the army who were as stupid and loyal as Yue Yunsong were probably dead at this moment.
Next, this huge Fujian will belong to me, Zhu Qizhen.
Take Zhu Jianji again...
Thinking of this, Zhu Qizhen even hummed a little tune.
Beijing...I will definitely go back!
After Zhu Qizhen left, Xie Wan nodded to Fan Biao. Zhu Zunxi wanted to run away in fear, but was kicked back by a soldier. He collapsed on the ground with tears streaming down his face, "Fan Qianhu...Thank you...Thank you...
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Before the word "wan" came out of his mouth, Fan Biao said in a deep voice: "Your Highness, you're welcome. I owe everything to you today. I will give you a good time. Don't worry, my sword is very fast."
Xie Wan rolled her eyes.
Someone thanks you for killing him?
Zhu Zunxi said: "Thank you...Thank you Wan...you save-"
Stopped abruptly.
A miserable howl followed.
Fan Biao stabbed Zhu Zunxi's chest with his knife, then drew the knife and stepped aside.
Xie Wan waved her hand, "You guys should step aside first."
After Fan Biao led the crowd to leave, Xie Wan took a few steps forward and squatted next to Zhu Zunxi. Looking at His Highness the Prince of Fujian who was breathing in but not out, Xie Wan had no sarcasm, only pity, and said softly: "You must be wondering, you don't understand.
You can give me what Zhu Qizhen can give me, so why should you help Zhu Qizhen seize power? Your Highness, Prince of Fujian, do you really think that I am helping Zhu Qizhen?"
Is it my original intention to just be a Qi Qing who may come to naught at any time in the precarious puppet regime?
No.
Never.
Xie Wan looked at Zhu Zunxi, who had already rolled his eyes, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "You should leave first. Zhu Qizhen will come with you soon, because what I helped is..."
It's a pity that Zhu Zunxi can no longer hear.
Xie Wan stood up, looked at the dead Zhu Zunxi, and sighed: "You know you can't do something but do it, you are a mediocre person. However, all those who have power and wealth in the world are mediocre people like you! One day, I, Xie Wan, will
Standing upright and upright in the main hall of the court, I tell the world that I, Xie Wan, a humble man from a humble family, am the radiance of a minister in this world!"
