Factory owner is king

Chapter 192 Home Remedies
"One Jinyiwei, one Dongchang, why did Grandpa Huang set up your two yamen, don't you know?

Jinyiwei has been open for nearly [-] years, and the East Factory has been established for a long time.On weekdays, how many people's heads were beheaded?How much blood was stained again?You ask yourselves, does everyone deserve to die?Should they all be tortured like that?

It’s not that I don’t know these things. Every day, people from the civil and military officials come to participate in the performance, but I turn a blind eye. I just want to rely on you to supervise the world and protect our Ming Dynasty. This was also the original intention of Grandpa Huang when he established you.

But now it's a good thing, he was killed just outside the Zhengyang Gate, where is the murderer?Where is the murderer? ! "

In the Wenhua Palace, the frail king was furious. The more he spoke, the more angry he got. He stood up, grabbed the sapphire paperweight on the desk, and struck in the direction of Ji Gang and Yun Zheng.

The white jade paperweight was like a cannonball, with great force, it fell in front of the two of them, and with a "pop", it shattered into powder.

Ji Gang's pupils shrank slightly, obviously shocked by the pile of white jade powder in front of him.It is not difficult to smash the jade into pieces, but it is as difficult as climbing to the sky if you want to smash it into powder. You have to have three to fifty years of skill, and the king on the imperial steps is only twenty years old now. The paradox, but now it is actually happening before his eyes, but he can't help but not believe it.

What's more, when it comes to the paradox of age and martial arts, I unconsciously think of that monstrous admiral of the East Factory.

"Hmph, I'll argue with you guys after I've practiced harmony between heaven and earth." Ji Gang gritted his teeth secretly, but still tried his best to maintain the humble smile and annoyance on his face.

Compared to Ji Gang, Yun Zheng and Liu Xi didn't feel any fluctuations in their hearts. Regarding Zhu Yunqi's martial arts, Xu Ruyi had already talked to them about it before.

Zhu Yuanzhang gave Zhu Yunqi a whole body of martial arts through secret techniques, but in fact, based on Xu Ruyi's understanding and the guesses of several Tianmen sect masters, plus the occasional inadvertent leaks when chatting with Zhu Yunqi, the martial arts called Emperor Dao , Xu Ruyi already understood eighty-nine points.

In fact, if you really want to talk about it, this emperor's way is not a kind of martial arts, it can only be regarded as a way to pass on martial arts.It is able to let the person with imperial inner strength pass on his own strength to the designated person who has never practiced any martial arts and does not have a trace of inner strength when he needs it.

Of course, this so-called emperor's martial arts has flaws, and the flaws are not small.First of all, the inheritance of internal strength is of course not 100%, but about [-]%.Moreover, a person possessing this imperial internal force cannot practice other advanced martial arts in his life, and his own internal force is as much as he gets when he accepts the inheritance, and he can't make any progress.

The so-called advanced martial arts are martial arts that can develop internal strength.Like the Dragon Claw Hand, Taiyi Sword, Xuantian Finger, and even the Beggar Clan's Dragon Subduing Palm Technique, these are all martial arts that can develop internal strength. Whether it is from the outside in or from the inside out, any skill that can be practiced can Any trace of internal energy will be driven out of the body immediately by the internal energy of the Imperial Dao entrenched in the body, not to mention those internal energy cultivation methods.

Since Zhu Yunxuan succeeded to the throne, he has also collected many martial arts and tried to practice them. In the end, he came to the conclusion that unless it was superficial martial arts like Taizu Changquan and Tongbiquan, he really couldn't practice other martial arts.But this is nothing, after all, he is also a person with a hundred years of skill, and he has great power when he raises his hand and stomps his feet, which is difficult for ordinary people to impress.It feels like a naughty boy holding a big knife.

"Your Majesty, calm down." Seeing Zhu Yunwen's chest rising and falling, and his breathing heavy, Liu Xi softly comforted him. Zhu Yunwen glanced at Liu Xi's humble smile, took a deep breath, and then leaned back heavily on the back of the chair. On, wearily closed his eyes.

Huang Zicheng died, whether it was a violent death or old age, he was dead, and he would never appear in front of him again.Whenever he thinks about this, Zhu Yunqi feels that his mood is very complicated, with mixed flavors, and he can't tell what it is like.

Sadness is inevitable, after all, in his own life, the role played by Huang Zicheng is not so much a strict teacher, but more like a self-willed loyal servant.Relying on his hard work and achievements, he is not very respectful to him, and even often has taboo words and rude actions, but in the final analysis, he still occupies a word of loyalty, no matter whether he plans or is bored, Huang Zicheng has never done anything that is not good for him , it's just that there may be mistakes in the method that he doesn't realize.

But aside from the sadness, there is still a little bit of joy in my heart. After all, Huang Zicheng is dead, and the mountain that has been placed on him by relying on his old age is gone. There is one less teacher that he must respect, and he is finally a little freer.

There are joys and sorrows in my heart, but besides this, there is also anger.

For no other reason, the emperor's teacher could be killed by a reckless man with a single blow outside the city.What is the face of the imperial court?The majestic emperor died with only one old servant and one student by his side, what about the other colleagues and students?

He was angry with the thieves who violated the ban with martial arts, and he was also angry with the coolness of the world that this well-dressed and moral gentleman showed today.

"It seems that what Ruyi said is right. These reckless gangsters talk chivalrously and bravely all day long, but they do all the evil deeds of rascals and robbers. They have no law. It's time to rectify them." Thinking of this, Zhu Yunqi said, "Ji Gang, Yun Zheng."

"The lower officials (servants) are here!"

"Starting today, within seven days, the capital will be locked up, the owner of the East Factory is east, and the master of Jinyiwei is in the west. Let me tidy up the capital. Also, I must catch the villain who assassinated the imperial court official in broad daylight. , as long as I get the result, I will smash his corpse to pieces!"

"Yes!"

Ji Gang and Yun Zheng kowtowed and were about to stand up and leave when Xiao Huangmen ran into the hall in a panic.

"Your Majesty!" Xiao Huangmen knelt on the ground with a "plop", raised his hands high, then leaned forward, lying on the ground, and said in a surprised voice: "There are rioters in Beijing. The number is immeasurable, but there should be a thousand people." Up and down, now outside the Dongzhi Gate, they are stopped by the Dongchang soldiers and are fighting."

"What?" Yun Zheng frowned.

"What are you talking about?" Ji Gang was stunned, but his big eyes were rolling around, which seemed a bit pretentious.

"Hehehe, hahaha, hahahahaha!" Zhu Yunwen laughed back angrily, his voice was low and high-pitched, and his anger seemed to be substantive: "Okay, okay, in just one day, first an emperor died, and then jumped up and down again." More than a thousand people came out to attack the palace, it seems that someone wants to tear my face off. Ji Gang, Yun Zheng..." Zhu Yunwen's eyes were cold, and the evil spirit filled the air: "Kill without pardon."

"According to the order!"

. . . . . .

Ji Gang strode towards the outside of the palace, as if he couldn't wait, but in fact, he saw all kinds of things today like a mirror in his heart, everything was the trick of the monk, and the only cooperation he had to make here was It was a little later, when the three heirs of the clan mansion were found missing, he asked his Jinyi guards to search in the direction of Beiping.

But if you know it, you know it, and you still have to pretend not to know it on the surface, and hurry back and forth, otherwise it will be bad for people to see the clues.

Compared to Ji Gang's performance, Yun Zheng walked unhurriedly, frowning, thinking about everything he knew so far, one after another, Huang Zicheng's death and the thousands of gangsters who suddenly appeared outside Dongzhi Gate There is definitely a close connection, otherwise it would be unconvincing to rely on a single coincidence, but what are they doing for and what is their ultimate goal?

"They want to disturb the pool of water in Beijing so that they can rescue Zhu Di's three useless sons." Beside the dry well, Li Caiyu said: "It has been found out that the monk Daoyan has indeed entered Beijing. There is no proof, but today's shitty things must have nothing to do with him."

"What's the use of talking so much? It's better to think of a countermeasure, to come up with an idea." Zhao Luqin said in a deep voice, "Those three bastards definitely can't let them go back to Beiping, but how to stop them is a big problem. Now Dongchang The fans are all entangled, and Jin Yiwei's reaction is not timely. I am afraid that the three bastards have been rescued at this moment, and they are about to leave the city. Should we take action? Otherwise, when they leave the city, I am afraid there will be Accident."

"Let's make a move?" Tang's paralyzed face was forever expressionless, but his lips opened and closed, and there was still a voice: "If we are exposed, we will be seen by people who shouldn't see it, and shouldn't know it." People know that there will be big troubles, if this is the case, it is better to let those three bastards escape."

"I can't run away from him who sells millet," Chu Mi'er smiled sadly: "What can we do if we leave the city? Later, Dongchang and Jinyi Weiti will all ride out and go north along the road. Let them run away?"

"It's just because we can't run away that our family finds it strange." Huang Shanzhen, the head of the Dizi Hall with the highest status among the seven, frowned tightly, crossing his arms across his chest: "It's not difficult to save people, but how to walk back Peiping, what is that monk thinking?"

Chu Mi'er was impatient and waved his hand impatiently: "No matter what he thinks, I think we are thinking too much. This is obviously a quick and messy matter. Peking, Nanjing, Nanjing and Peking, can he still be in third place?" way?"

"Ah!" Huang Shanzhen looked at Chu Mi'er and exclaimed: "What did you say? Say it again!"

"Me? What did I say?" Chu Mi'er pointed at the tip of her nose, a little confused, "I just said that most of the roads in Nanjing and Beiping are main roads, and there is no other way,"

"Hehehehe." Huang Fanzhen sneered and nodded: "Who said there is no other way, our family can think of a third way besides floods and droughts."

"What's Mr. Huang's explanation?" Several people asked seriously.

"They want to go back to Beiping, and Beiping is in the north, but that doesn't mean they have to go north." Huang Shanzhen paced back and forth a few steps, and said quietly: "It's not the same to go northwest, go out of the gate, and walk around on the grassland. Can you go back to Peiping?"

"Ah? Isn't this too much trouble? And the distance is longer, isn't it more dangerous and has more variables?"

"No, no." Li Caiyu understood at this moment: "Although the distance is far away, it is definitely much safer, because the personnel of Dongchang and Jinyiwei will definitely search north, and they are playing a trick by going west. It's dark under the lights."

"Then why is it heading west instead of east?" Chu Mi'er still didn't quite understand.

"Because it's almost winter,"

"So what?"

"Outside Longmen Pass, the day for the imperial court to trade with those tribes is coming soon. If we travel a little faster, we can just provide cover and support."

Although most of the Mongolian and Yuan forces have been wiped out, there are still scattered small tribes of several thousand people on the grasslands.He has always been a good boy and obeyed the imperial court's requests and orders. Feeling this, Zhu Yuanzhang made a special decree to allow the border people to trade with these small tribes on specific days every autumn and winter.

Now when Li Caiyu mentioned the mutual market, those who didn't understand gradually understood, but they were still a little uncertain about Li Caiyu's meaning, and Chu Mi'er still asked aloud: "Old Li, what do you mean? Please explain clearly. Just tell us what we should do?"

"What should I do?" Li Caiyu lazily took out a small tablet the size of a palm from his bosom, and on it was a one-horned evil dragon with teeth and claws: "Our family has a folk prescription, maybe it can cure some serious illnesses."

. . . . . .

"Grandmaster."

"Master Daoyan."

"Grandmaster..."

Looking at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of them, Zhu Gaochi, Zhu Gaoxi and Zhu Gaosui couldn't help but burst into tears.Looking forward to the stars and looking forward to the moon, finally the savior is here.

"Three princes, you are suffering, and the poor monk is late." Dao Yan clapped his hands together and saluted.

"Master's words are serious." Zhu Gaochi stepped forward to slightly support Dao Yan's elbow, and said with a gentle smile: "The three lonely brothers should have suffered such a catastrophe, and I can't blame the master for anything. Besides, the master has come now, I believe he is here to save us out?"

"Three sons, master." Xu Zengshou's voice was a little anxious: "There will be opportunities in the future if we reminisce about the old days. Now that time is running out, let's go out of the city as soon as possible."

"That's exactly the reason." The three brothers nodded, there was nothing to clean up, they adjusted their clothes slightly, and then followed Xu Zengshou to the outside of the clan's mansion.

"Your Majesty, slow down." Ma Sanbao's voice was still as soft as in memory, which made Zhu Gaochi feel relieved: "It's okay, Gu can hold on."

Although Zhu Gaochi said so, Ma Sanbao still slowed down and grabbed Zhu Gaochi's left arm with one hand. It seemed that he wanted to capture and escort him, but his strength was very gentle, and it was more accurate to say that he was supporting him.

"My lord, hold on a little longer. A car has been arranged outside the clan's mansion. Once you get in the car and leave the city, everything will be easy to talk about."

"Well, I understand." Zhu Gaochi nodded.

Xu Zengshou took the Zongzheng Lingpai of the clan's mansion and led them all the way, and brought them into the carriage without any risk. Soon after, the carriage headed west with the sound of horseshoes. . . .

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