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Chapter 160: The True Colors of a Tyrant

Ten days later.

Three large warships, watched by the warships of the Guangdong Dusi Coastal Guard Station, quietly left the Quanzhou port and went straight to the sea, not going to Penghu, but heading straight for Taiwan.

The warship is fully equipped with everything, as well as a large amount of gold and silver.

There are even artillery!

However, fresh water and other daily necessities can only reach Taiwan.

With money, food, soldiers, and equipment, it was clear that Zhu Qizhen would be the one to stabilize the Ming Dynasty's rule in Taiwan.

Zhu Qizhen was disgusted.

Emotionally, Zhu Jianji was so dismissive of him and returned home without any scruples!

However, Zhu Qizhen was helpless.

If you want to survive, you can only succumb to Zhu Jianji's lustful power.

Suffering a double physical and psychological blow, Zhu Qizhen became silent for a long time, and his whole person lost all energy. However, as soon as he mentioned Zhu Qiyu and his son, he was instantly resurrected with full health.

The hatred has penetrated deep into the bone marrow.

Xie Wan and Fan Biao expressed the same hatred for this, saying that when we develop well in Taiwan, we must counterattack and fight back. Zhu Qizhen burst into tears when he heard this.

I still have loyal ministers and dead soldiers by my side!





Quanzhou Prefecture, Dalao.

Zhu Jianji was sitting on a chair, with three hundred households of Jinyi guards and Dai Yi and other eunuchs guarding him.

There are three people in each of the three cells in front of him.

Zheng Kai, Yang Bing, Liu Siliang.

He is Zhu Zunxi's bodyguard, and also the hub responsible for contacting the meticulous ministers in the court.

Zhu Jianji read the torture file and handed it to Cheng De, shaking his head and saying, "In China, there are many heroic men who would rather die than surrender, but obviously they are not."

There is such a group of heroes in the world. They have the strongest faith ever seen in history. Even if China is in the abyss, they unswervingly believe that China will surely move towards the bright future, and that day is not far away.

They shed their blood and sacrifice their lives to fight for success!

They regard death as nothing more than the rise of China!

They lay frozen in the snow, just to attack the enemy with one punch!

The darkness cannot block the light in their eyes.

The enemy's brutality only made them more determined.

They are the greatest heroes in the thousands of years of history of this land of China!

He is also the most lamentable hero in the world!

Because they are Chinese children.

Because they have faith.

But people like Zheng Kai are not.

They were loyal to Zhu Zunxi.

But that's not faith.

Even the civil servant group that harmed the Ming Dynasty also believed in imperial power, so people like Zheng Kai's persistence is just a kind of loyalty and can be respected.

But for the sake of the national interest, it can only be trampled on.

So Zhu Jianji raised his head, slowly scanned the three cells, looked at the person in the middle and said: "You all know the three things I want to know. First, where is the old monk? Second, how much is their property?

Where are they distributed? Thirdly, who are they in the court? Well, in order of importance."

After a pause, "Which of you will speak first?"

Zheng Kai vomited blood and said weakly: "You don't have to be wishful thinking, I won't say it, and they won't say it either!"

Zhu Jianji said oh and said with a smile: "Are you sure?"

Dai Yi crossed his legs and stretched out his hand, and Dai Yi immediately handed him warm tea.

Zhu Jianji took a sip.

As a person who has lived in Beijing for ten years, I am a little uncomfortable with the winter in the south. The winter in the south is actually quite cold, not the kind of dry cold that is tens of degrees below zero.

It's wet and cold.

Reminds me of a joke, the cold in the north is a physical attack, taken to the extreme,

And the cold in the south is a magic attack.

For a person who has lived in the north for ten years, Zhu Jianji thinks it's okay.

Just get used to it.

He handed the tea cup to Dai Yi and looked at Yang Bing in the first cell, "Do you have anything to say? I will only give you one chance. If you say it, I will definitely fulfill my promise to you.

"

Yang Bing snorted.

Zhu Jianji moved his head away and said coldly: "Cut his head off!"

The soldiers in the cell immediately waved their swords.

Clean and neat.

However, the knife in his hand was not a guillotine, nor was it a beheading knife. When the knife was struck, Yang Bing was not dead. He let out a mournful cry, and the jailer was stunned for a moment and muttered "Good guy."

He immediately put Yang Bing to the ground, then picked up the knife and started cutting.

His Highness the Crown Prince is talking about beheading.

He didn't dare not try his best.

Yang Bing's miserable howl could be heard in the cell, as well as the sound of a long knife sawing back and forth on the bones. It was extremely shabby. Not to mention Zheng Kai and Liu Siliang in the next cell felt the same way, even Dai Yi and others behind Zhu Jianji were also suffering from it.

A layer of goosebumps.

So does Zhu Jianji.

How has he ever seen such a scene?

Just when he was about to call the jailer to be more quick, Yang Bing, who was about to die after howling miserably, groaned and said, "You said you promised something..." and then lost his voice.

died.

The jailer looked at Zhu Jianji with an embarrassed look.

Zhu Jianji also looked embarrassed.

He turned around and asked Dai Yi, "Have you not promised him anything yet?"

Dai Yi shook his head, "No, he is deaf."

How can His Royal Highness be wrong?

Zhu Jianji coughed, Dai Yi... I like this guy!

But it seems like he didn’t really say it.

Awkward.

He said to the jailer: "What is your name?"

The jailer said: "When I return to Your Highness, the younger one's name is Tang San. But once, a scholar who was wrongly accused was imprisoned in the prison. I heard that it was because of something that offended the prefect Li Chaorong. This scholar——"

Dai Yi said angrily: "Answer His Highness directly!"

Why so much nonsense?

Zhu Jianji waved his hand and stopped Dai Yi, "You continue."

Tang San said: "This scholar gave me a name. I liked it very much, so I changed the name through connections and called him Tang Zhan, because I was also responsible for Qiu Houwenzhan's errands."

Zhu Jianji exclaimed, "Your name is a bit interesting."

Tang Zhan?

The Murderer Tang Zhan is an assassin movie from the Ming Dynasty that I remember. It seems that there is also a novel, which is pretty good.

Le said: "From today on, you will be transferred from Quanzhou and stay with me. When things happen in Fujian, you will go back to Gyeonggi with me and serve in the prison of Fusi in Beizhen."

For such a cruel person, the prison needs you!

Tang Zhan was overjoyed and said, "Thank you, Your Highness."

Zhu Jianji asked again: "What happened to that scholar?"

Tang Zhan sighed: "What a good scholar. It's a pity that he offended the prefect Li Chaorong. It was not a big deal. Later, under Li Chaorong's instruction, the scholar accidentally died in prison."

Zhu Jianji hummed and said to Cheng De beside him: "It is Chuan Gu's decree that Zhang Peng and Wang Yue interrogate Li Chaorong first. After the interrogation, they will take Li Chaorong to the grave of the scholar and chop him up."

Chengde immediately turned around and left, walking so briskly.

Your Highness is handsome!

Zhu Jianji looked at Zheng Kai, "Are you going to say it?"

Zheng Kai remained silent.

Zhu Jianji looked at Liu Siliang again, "Now is your last chance. Uh, let me first tell you about my promise to you. Tell me everything you know. I won't kill you, nor will I be exiled or exiled. I will let you perform meritorious service."

, go to the northern border town to be a soldier, how far you can go depends on your luck."

There is a huge difference between serving in the army and serving as a soldier.

Once there is a war, the former will be the cannon fodder at the front, while the latter has a higher chance of survival.

When Liu Siriang heard this, what kind of promise was this?

Someone else, Xie Wan, had at least said that he wanted a share of the pie, but when it came to you, not to mention getting anything, even his life seemed like a kind of charity, so he hesitated and said nothing.

Awaiting price.

Zhu Jianji snorted coldly, not giving him a chance at all, "Cut it down!"

Don't know why.

Now Zhu Jianji spoke the word "cut" very smoothly. The feeling of controlling the power of life and death made him feel very happy, and he discovered the joy of being a tyrant.

Of course, this is not because Zhu Jianji is cruel by nature.

It was a strategy to get Zheng Kai to speak.

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