Grave Robber: I became a mortician

(The beatings and bacon mentioned in the previous chapter are not fabricated. For details, please refer to "Those Things in the Ming Dynasty".)
Regarding the matter of salted meat, Zuo Qianhu really had a psychological shadow, and even now, from time to time, he would dream of that Lang Mie.

Zuo Qianhu knew that for these hard-boned, even psychopathic guys, he had to use ruthless tactics.

Maybe it was Zuo Qianhu's ruthless tactics that worked, or maybe this group of civil and military ministers didn't have as much backbone as their predecessors.

Or, they regarded it as a family matter within the emperor, so they were not so conflicted.

In the end, these civil and military ministers were brought over by a group of guards in less than half a stick of incense.

Under the coercion of thousands of royal guards, these civil and military ministers who hadn't finished their court uniforms trotted into the palace while wearing their court uniforms.

As soon as I entered the palace, I saw the Jinluan Hall whose roof had been lifted off.

Seeing Tie Dan again, but not seeing the figure of the little emperor, these civil and military ministers were all taken aback.

"Shenhou, where is His Majesty the Emperor?"

"Shenhou, even if you want to be the emperor, the big deal is to let His Majesty give it to you. Anyway, they all belong to your old Zhu family. It doesn't matter whoever becomes the emperor."

"But God, you actually killed the emperor now. That's different. You are killing the emperor. Even if you were the ancestor, you didn't kill the emperor yourself."

……

A few of the civil and military ministers who were about to give in, immediately made old mistakes, and started preparing to preach again.

However, Ye Yun has limited time now, so he has no time to waste time with them.

"Who said that the first emperor was killed by the marquis of the gods!"

Ye Yun snorted coldly, then waved his hand, and directly walked over to Cao Zhengchun who had been summoned earlier.

"The first emperor was killed by an assassin, and even the mastermind of the assassin has been found!"

Just after Cao Zhengchun finished speaking, a minister immediately asked: "Who is the mastermind?"How can it be proved that this so-called mastermind is not from the Shenhou sect. '

Ye Yun looked him up and asked, "Who are you?"

"My official, Ma Dabao, is the minister of the Ministry of Industry. Is..."

Before the minister finished speaking, Cao Zhengchun immediately waved his hand and called an official over.

Ma Dabao knew that this official was a historian who was responsible for recording history books.

The historian wrote with his left hand and his right hand, while writing, he read: "In the year of Yihai, on the fourth night of the eighth lunar month, the first emperor was assassinated, and the assassin's mastermind... Ma Dabao, the minister of the Ministry of Industry..."

Ma Dabao was taken aback: "I...I am not the mastermind!"

"The mastermind will not say that he is the mastermind!"

Ye Yun snorted softly: "Don't you want to leave your name in the history books? I will let you leave your names and let you see with your own eyes how your names are written in the history books."

"Where is the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishment? Ma Dabao dared to send assassins to kill the king. According to the law, is he going to kill the nine clans and execute him Ling Chi?"

As soon as Ye Yun finished speaking, Ma Dabao was so frightened that he knelt down.

Ma Dabao was not afraid of death. After all, according to his thinking, if he died because of his loyalty to the emperor, then even if he died, he would still be able to live forever.

But it's different now, the young man in front of him is really too ruthless, he not only wants to execute him lingeringly, but most importantly, he also puts the dung of assassinating the emperor on his own head in front of his face.

As Ye Yun said, this name has been left in the history books, and perhaps some people still feel that they have been wronged.

But in a few decades or a few hundred years, people who know the truth will all be dead, and history books will be the only truth.

At that time, the shit pot of assassinating the emperor must be carried by himself, and it will really be infamous for thousands of years.

Death is not terrible, after death, it is terrible to have to be scolded for generations.

After all, the history books are written by the victors, even if the history books have been tampered with, they are still history books!
"What? You have something to say!?"

Ye Yun looked at the kneeling Ma Dabao.

"Chen...Chen was confused just now, and suddenly fell ill just now, nonsense... talking nonsense."

At this time, Ma Dabao had completely lost his previous sense of being generous to die.

Since you will be carried on the back of the shit bowl if you die, it's better to live without a spine.

"Oh? It turns out that Ma Shilang is sick?"

Seeing Ma Dabao's reaction, Ye Yun was not surprised.

Killing and killing people, these are two words.

Some people are afraid of death, so they threaten to kill, and they will be afraid of giving in.

Some people are afraid of killing their hearts, so if they threaten with what they care most about, they will be afraid of giving in.

Since this group of civil servants left their names in history, they valued the lives of their whole family more than their own.

Then using their reputation as a threat will naturally make these civil servants obediently succumb to themselves.

"Since Ma Dabao was ill just now, and what he said was nonsense? Then Ma Dabao, now, can you say what you just said again?"

Anyone who can be an official is a smart person. Ma Dabao immediately reacted and shouted loudly: "The first emperor was assassinated, and the country cannot live without a king for a day. Tie Dan Shenhou is a loyal minister and uncle of the emperor. He should inherit the throne. I swear to die!" Support God Hou to ascend the throne."

Ma Dabao finished speaking loudly, as if he had exhausted all his strength, and finally collapsed on the ground powerlessly.

Just after Ma Dabao finished speaking, Ye Yun gave the historian a wink, and the historian reacted quickly, tearing off the sheet just written in front of Ma Dabao.

Seeing this, Ma Dabao breathed a sigh of relief.

"Who else?"

Ye Yun looked around at the other civil and military ministers and asked in a cold voice.

"Anyone else who doubts the enthronement of Shenhou can stand up."

"You all have freedom of speech, you can say whatever you want, and those who feel that the Marquis is not worthy of succession can also express different opinions."

Those civil and military ministers, while listening to Ye Yun's words, all saw it together, and the historian wrote down the same words before on a new page.

[In the year of Yihai, on the fourth night of the eighth month, the first emperor was assassinated, and the mastermind of the assassin...]

After the historian finished writing, he just stared at all the civil and military ministers with anticipation.

Obviously, the historian is waiting to see if there is anyone else who is not afraid of being infamous for thousands of years, so that he can write them down in a small notebook and let them carry the shit bowl on their backs.

"Sir wait..."

A group of ministers of civil and military affairs looked at each other, and after understanding, they all fell to their knees in a very uniform manner, and shouted loudly to God Tie Dan.

"The ministers and others agreed that a country cannot be without a king for a day. The first emperor was assassinated. As the uncle of the emperor, Shenhou is also a loyal minister. Please also ask Shenhou to take the country as the most important thing and ascend the throne as the emperor."

"The ministers pay homage to the emperor, long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

A group of ministers of civil and military affairs shouted like a tsunami, apparently completely agreeing with the legitimacy of Tie Danshou's ascension to the throne.