I'm really not the carpenter emperor

Zhu Youxiao snorted softly and sighed:

"Tell me, how can there be such a person in the world? Doesn't he have a heart and lungs, and he licks his face to ask me for military power?"

"Xu Hongji and Mrs. Zhang have been wronged to death."

Wang Chaofu's expression darkened, and he said:

"Return to Your Majesty, there are more people in the world than this one who doesn't have a heart and lungs."

"Too……"

Zhu Youxiao was noncommittal, and suddenly asked:

"After Tian Ergeng finishes this job, transfer him to Fusi, North Town, Jingshi."

"As for the title..."

Zhu Youxiao thought over and over again before saying:

"Xu Hongji did nothing wrong. Xu Wenjue's crimes cannot be blamed on him. The dukedom of Wei cannot be abolished, but it cannot be made next year."

"Tell me, Xu Hongji's remaining two sons, who will be the best Xijue."

Wang Chaofu was thinking about how happy Tian Ergeng would be when he heard the news, he sighed again and told the emperor the truth.

"Master, Zhao Xian, the second son of the Xu family, was supposed to inherit the title."

"But this Zhao Xian is also an out-and-out dude. My servant heard people say a few days ago that he robbed a farmer's daughter into the mansion."

"How are people?"

Zhu Youxiao looked sideways and paid a little attention.

Wang Chaofu showed a look of embarrassment, hesitated for a while before saying:

"No news, I'm afraid he died in Duke Wei's mansion. This is the fourth one this month."

Zhu Youxiao's expression froze there, his tone was sullen, and he said coldly: "Decree to the clan's mansion, Zhao Xian will be deposed as a commoner, exiled on the street, and handed over to the people of Nanjing for disposal."

"What about Zhao Ping'an, I heard that he has gone to the Xungui camp to practice with the recruits, how is this person?"

Wang Chaofu replied:

"Zhao Pingan did nothing out of the ordinary because of emotion and reason, but... he was born to a concubine, and there is no precedent for the son of a concubine to attack a noble in this dynasty..."

"It's been around since then!"

Without any hesitation, Zhu Youxiao said:

"The clan's mansion is in charge of supervision. If there is no major fault, tell him to attack the Duke of Wei in three years. The clan's family should also take care of the gang of corrupt and honorable children in Jiangnan."

"Your Majesty, Holy Spirit—!"

Chao Fushan shouted and kowtowed.

After dealing with many aftermaths, Zhu Youxiao heaved a sigh of relief, slumped down on the armchair, with waves in his eyes, and said softly:

"If only my parents were alive, it would be all right."

"This Xu Wenjue, damn it..."

Wang Chaofu didn't speak, so he naturally didn't understand Zhu Youxiao, a modern time traveler, was worried about not seeing his biological parents for three years.

The Anding Hall was silent for a while, Zhu Youxiao turned his head to look at the saber hanging on the wall, raised his eyebrows, and asked with interest:

"Sword dance, will you?"

Wang Chaofu nodded, got approval, bowed and took off his sword, and danced lightly on the Anding Hall, creating a song of white rainbow piercing the sun.

Zhu Youxiao got up, sat on the imperial steps, put his hands behind him, watched with interest, and said after a long time: "I only heard Wei Zhongxian say that you are clever, but I don't think you can dance swords."

"You, what else?"

Wang Chaofu came back to his senses and saw Emperor Tianqi sitting on the ground waving to him, so he stopped his movements, drew his sword and said: "Before this servant entered the Prison of Rituals, I had received the grace of the late emperor, and I learned a few things in the inner study. .”

Zhu Youxiao thought for a while, then said:

"Then you write four characters for the queen, so I can show it to her when I return to Beijing."

Wang Chaofu knew it well, but the emperor thought of the Empress Zhonggong, he took the pen and ink from the eunuch, and began to scribble.

After a while, Zhu Youxiao looked at the words in front of him and joked:

"Wen Wan Shude..."

"You dead eunuch who has studied in the inner study for two days, your handwriting is not bad compared to those ministers who have read poetry and books."

"I keep this word for me. When I get back, I will say that I wrote it for the queen and send it to the central palace."

Wang Chaofu's smile was uglier than crying, as if he was silently accusing Emperor Tianqi of embedding flowers and trees, borrowing flowers to present Buddha.

Chapter 337 I'm Not Here

In the mansion of the Duke of Wei in Nanjing, the Duke of Wei Xu Wenjue was sleeping with his lady in his arms. In the dream of both of them, it was after Emperor Tianqi returned to Beijing.

On this day, it was freezing cold and the temperature dropped sharply.

Two servants held lanterns and lit them one by one on the porch. One of them shrank his neck and cursed a few words about what kind of weather it is.

The sun was shining brightly yesterday, but today it is so cold and windy.

The two lit the lamp and walked away, not paying attention to Jin Yiwei who was hiding in the dark and shivering from the cold.

These Jin Yiwei obviously didn't expect that the weather would get cold so quickly, and they could actually see each other's breath while whispering.

"Brothers, be more nervous. There must be no mistakes in today's affairs!"

One of them ordered so.

Hearing this, the eyes of Yu's Jinyi guards all had a killing intent that was more chilling than the cold wind around them.

It's true, the weather suddenly turned cold today, so cold that it didn't seem to be a sunny April day in the Jiangnan area of ​​the Ming Dynasty.

Not to mention the refugees and beggars begging along the street, even the common people living at home, many of them contracted the cold and shivered under the quilt.

The common people are fine, there is still shelter from the wind and rain, but the refugees along the street will be miserable, most of these people will be frozen to death.

Not only do they have no money to take medicine, they don't even have the conditions to recuperate.

However, no matter the weather, the government, or the dry season with no crops, these are not difficult for the wealthy households in Nanjing and the gentry with prominent families in the vicinity.

Before the sky was completely dark, the Duke of Wei's mansion lit up lanterns, and the rooms even set up heaters early.

The room was lit with yellow oil lamps, and it was warm and peaceful, as if the cold and humid weather hadn't affected them in the slightest.

At this time, a scream suddenly came from the inner room.

This scream did not cause any waves. Today, the guards of Duke Wei's mansion seem to be very dull.

A group of people dressed in black quietly appeared in Xu Wenjue's bedroom, the leader of whom was holding a short silver blade, and kept approaching.

Xu Wenjue sat on the couch, his expression full of panic.

"Who are you—?"

"Butler, butler!"

Qian Shi was wearing purple silk underwear, hugging the quilt and curled up in the corner of the bed. Seeing these men in black approaching, she screamed in fright, and then yelled like crazy.

It's a pity that when the sound came out of the gatehouse, it was completely dissipated in the wind and rain outside the house.

Just at this time, there was a thunder in the dark night sky, and there was a sudden explosion, which instantly illuminated the entire courtyard as if it were daytime.

As the face towel was slowly pulled off, a familiar face appeared in front of his eyes.

"Tian Ergeng, why are you?"

Xu Wenjue was shocked. He changed from fear to anger.

"Are you going to commit chaos and murder the current Duke?"

"Duke...?"

Tian Ergeng was amused, he held a short blade and approached step by step:

"Do you know why I let you see it was me?"

"Because the dead don't speak out..."

He stared at Xu Wenjue closely, as long as the other party dared to make the slightest move, he would strike immediately, causing Xu Wenjue's blood to splatter on the spot without the slightest hesitation!

"Thanks to Wei Guogong's good deeds, I, the leader of Nanjing Jinyiwei who was originally disliked by the emperor, can be transferred back to the capital."

"you……"

Hearing this, a bad omen appeared in Xu Wenjue's mind, his eyes darkened, and he asked the question knowingly, but also delaying time:

"What good thing?"

"Your business has happened!"

Tian Ergeng could tell at a glance that Xu Wenjue was delaying time.

But he wasn't worried about this, even God seemed to be helping him. Today, there was a sudden strong wind and heavy rain, and the temperature dropped sharply.

At this time, not to mention the street, even the courtyard of Duke Wei's mansion would be deserted. Tian Ergeng has always been the best at handling these black affairs on the so-called night of dark moon and high wind.

Besides, he also knew that this was his last chance to win back the trust of His Majesty the Emperor. There was no room for any mistakes in this matter, and it must be done beautifully.

He didn't intend to talk to Xu Wenjue any more, he slowly approached with a knife in his hand, his eyes were cold.

"The emperor's secret decree has been issued, asking me to take you to the Underworld to reunite with the old Duke and his wife. Your ancestors of the Xu family must be happy to see you, an unfaithful and unfilial descendant."

"Young master, shall we go on our way?"

Speaking of this, Tian Ergeng sneered in his heart, if Xu Da saw Xu Wenjue down there, with that temper, he might be beaten to death.

It's a pity that I can't see it...

Hearing this, Xu Wenjue understood everything.

He sat down on the couch in a dejected manner, and after a while, he laughed like a ghost, he was laughing at himself for being naive, thinking that he was cheating, but he didn't pay attention to who the other party was.

The Sanfa Division is nothing more than a tool used by the emperor to kill people.

If Emperor Tianqi really found out and wanted to kill himself, he had many methods, and he didn't need to resort to the Sanfa Division at all!

"It's all this woman!"

Xu Wenjue was in a daze for a moment, then suddenly knelt down on the ground, pointed at Qian Shi who didn't dare to say a word, and cursed angrily:

"It's all this woman who likes to follow others, and it's all me who was bewitched by her! I, I will ask Your Majesty tomorrow to hand over the military power of the third battalion!"

As he said that, seeing Tian Ergeng was unmoved, he hurriedly said again:

"I don't even want the Duke of Wei's title. I will give it to Xu Ping'an. This woman is pretty good-looking. I will show my filial piety to the governor's office for fun."

"All the money in the house is donated to the governor's office, and the calligraphy, painting and antiques are taken by the governor's office. I just want to spare my life..."

Tian Ergeng looked at him, but he never thought that Xu Wenjue would be such a person.

The Superintendent has not only stared at him for a day or two, a woman like Qian who is so close to him can kick him when he turns around.

A woman who can kick herself today will be able to kick herself tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow, she will be able to kick the current emperor and the entire Ming Dynasty!

Is there anyone else in the world that he dare not kick?

It is impossible not to be tempted by such a generous promise, but Tian Ergeng knows very well that money is far less than the emperor's trust for a person like him!

Tian Ergeng worked for the emperor in the factory guard system. This did not start from the Tianqi Dynasty. He had long since lost his human feelings.

He sneered, turned around and said:

"kill!"

The group of guards in Jinyi who came today are all soldiers trained by Tian Ergeng for many years, like machines without emotion, they are loyal to the royal family and him.

With an order, everyone came forward.

Accompanied by a sound of piercing through the air, Jin Yiwei's sharp knife passed through Xu Wenjue's squirming throat mercilessly, and he fell to the ground clutching his bloody neck.

In the eyes, there is still a deep sense of fear and regret.

Not long after, the bright red blood stained a large area, and there was a stench. Qian was stunned, his eyes widened, and he tightly covered his mouth, not daring to make any more noise.

A tear slipped quietly from the corner of her eye, but it didn't arouse the slightest pity from the Jin Yiwei in front of her.