I'm really not the carpenter emperor

Zhu Youxiao thought for a while, then pointed behind Zhang Yan, and said vaguely, "Like that."

Zhang Yan looked over and saw the emperor comparing herself with wild chrysanthemums on the side of the road, slightly disappointed in her eyes.

But soon, her eyes lit up.

I saw Zhang Yan ran to the place Zhu Youxiao was pointing at, picked the wild chrysanthemum and put it on her head, then turned around and asked shyly:

"Does it look good?"

"looks great!"

Zhu Youxiao sighed in his heart that a real beauty can look so charming even if she only wears a roadside wild chrysanthemum on her head.

Chapter 63 Black eat black?

What Zhu Youxiao said during the prisoner offering ceremony is now known to all women and children in Beijing.

Many people said that the current emperor is young and wise, if Wei Zhongxian hadn't been deceived, he would have done a lot more.

Some people also said that the current emperor is still young, and when he grows up in the future, he will definitely discover Wei Zhongxian's true face.

On the third day after the ceremony, Chen Jisheng was planning to rush back to Phi Island with hundreds of Dongjiang Army soldiers.

Just this morning, Chen Jisheng received an urgent order from Mao Wenlong, the commander in chief of Zhenjiang, saying that the slave thief Mang Gurtai personally led the Zhenglan Banner to invade, and many people were killed and injured on the island, and he told them to return as soon as possible after offering their prisoners.

The current Dongjiang is really at a point where it would be impossible without these hundreds of people.

"Everyone put together the money, come to Beijing, and you can't go back empty-handed." Outside the barracks, Chen Jisheng looked at the soldiers, and first took out a few taels of silver that he had accumulated for several years.

The soldiers looked at each other, and someone whispered: "We don't have much money with us."

Chen Jisheng naturally knew, he sighed, and said: "I only have a few taels of silver, but the commander is still waiting for us to bring the food back, and the island can't afford it."

"Everyone put together all the belongings on their bodies so that they can exchange for some rice noodles to go back."

No one would have thought that a member of the Dongjiang Army with high military exploits would only have a few taels of silver on his body.

All the Dongjiang soldiers had nothing to say, they discussed in muffled voices for a long while, and then someone came out and said: "Now, the most valuable things on everyone's body are the armor, knives and guns."

"Nonsense, how can we fight slaves without swords and guns?" Chen Jisheng refused, but after a while, he found that there was nothing good at all, so he nodded and said:

"Take out half of the armor and weapons to exchange for food, and when I go back to the commander, I will bear the responsibility..."

All the generals and schools are impoverished, and there is no good way.

Despite the reluctance in his heart, one soldier took the initiative to throw out the armor and weapons that had accompanied him in fighting on the frontier for many years.

Looking at the things in this place, Chen Jisheng ordered people to pack them up, and planned to go to those rice shops to bargain with the shopkeepers. It would be good to buy an extra grain of rice.

Walking on the street, a group of guards in fine clothes came oncoming. The hundred households headed by them were also surprised when they saw their poor appearance, and asked:

"General Chen, this is—"

Chen Jisheng sighed, clasped his fists and said, "Luo Baihu, the slaves on the island invaded, and the commander-in-chief ordered us to go back to fight against the slaves. But the food on the island is almost gone, so we go back empty-handed..."

Hearing this, Luo Yangxing laughed and asked: "Could it be that General Chen doesn't know yet?"

"Know what?" Chen Jisheng was at a loss.

Luo Yangxing explained: "The emperor has an order to ask the court officials to donate grain to Phi Island at the price of that ginseng. Our trip is to go to Gao Yushi's mansion to ask for grain."

"What else is there!?" Chen Jisheng was full of surprise, looked towards the direction of the Forbidden City, and bowed from a distance: "Soldiers, hurry up and thank the emperor Long En!"

"Don't worry, it's not that simple." Luo Yangxing reassured the surprised soldiers of the Dongjiang Army, and said, "You guys won't be able to go back to Pidao these few days, so stay in Beijing and watch the show."

"After all, this food will definitely be delivered to you."

After saying that, Luo Yangxing smiled at him, changed his pace aggressively, and walked towards Gao Panlong's mansion, Zuodu Censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

……

High House.

Before Luo Yangxing came to the door, he saw a scene that made him laugh and cry. He saw a lot of broken furniture in front of the Gao Mansion.

A housekeeper and several servants were peddling along the street.

"Hey, who are you?" Luo Yangxing came forward with Jin Yiwei, with a look of uncontrollable laughter.

Asking such a question, Luo Yangxing's heart is like a mirror.

This Gao Panlong didn't want to donate food, so he did this to sell miserably to the people of the capital to prove his cleanliness.

The common people didn't know what it was for, but there were actually quite a few women gathered around wanting to buy it, bargaining back and forth with the housekeeper of the Gao Mansion.

Seeing Jin Yiwei coming, the women quickly dispersed, but they didn't go far, they all gathered not far away to point and point.

"My lord has always been poor, but the emperor asked all officials to donate rice for Liaozuo's military supplies. My lord said that even if he sells iron, he also needs to support the soldiers on the frontier."

After hearing the butler's words, Luo Yangxing sneered in his heart.

But he also knew that at this time, he really couldn't rush in on the spur of the moment.

If the surname Gao transferred the materials in advance, he would not be able to find anything, wouldn't it fulfill his so-called integrity.

Thinking of this, Luo Yangxing didn't say anything, and turned his head and left with a team of Jinyiwei.

"How did they leave?" A servant of the Gao Mansion didn't know why.

The butler sneered a few times: "I think they're out of luck, watch out, don't let anyone sneak in, I'll go find the master."

……

That night, a ruined temple in the suburbs of Beijing.

Luo Yangxing was leading Jin Yiwei, looking at a dozen small green skins and local ruffians in the capital dressed in rough sackcloth.

Among this group of hooligans, the leader is Zhang Kai, who is standing on a chair with one foot at the moment, with displeasure towards Jin Yiwei all over his face.

Of course, he was still quite guilty.

Jin Yiwei is not someone who can offend everyone. As a few well-known gangsters in the capital, Zhang Kai also knows the origin of Luo Yangxing.

This Luo family is a well-known and big family in Fusi of Nanbei Town, and it is not easy to mess with.

Luo Yangxing is not a well-behaved person like Liu Qiao. If you want to do a good job in Jin Yiwei's job, you have to have contacts at every level.

Although these gangsters are shameless, there are some things that they have to do.

"Let's get straight to the point." Zhang Kai spoke first, spitting the stick in his mouth onto the ground.

Luo Yangxing smiled slightly, and said: "Zhang Kai, don't put on such a bad face with the master. You thought it was over when you killed that servant last time?"

Hearing this, Zhang Kai looked surprised, pointed at him and said:

"Didn't you say it was over?"

"It's over." Luo Yangxing sneered a few times, "But who is the master, if the master wants to turn it over, it's just a matter of one sentence."

"Okay, tell me, what's the matter this time." Zhang Kai hesitated, and said honestly.

Luo Yangxing beckoned him to come over, then whispered a few words in his ear.

……

The next day, Gaofu.

Luo Yangxing came to the door again, there was no surprise, the furniture outside the Gao Mansion was still on display, but none of them were sold.

"How is Gao Yutai's food preparation?"

Seeing this group of people coming again, the butler smiled naively and said, "Oh, I'm really sorry, the furniture is too broken, and no one comes to buy it."

"That's not right." Luo Yangxing came prepared, and immediately sneered, "How did I hear that someone wants to buy it, but you are asking prices all over the place and refusing to sell it?"

The butler was stunned, not knowing how he knew these inside stories.

Without waiting for his reply, Luo Yangxing also laughed loudly: "Well, if you can't sell it, I'll help you sell it."

"The war on Phi Island cannot be delayed any longer."

"This, this, this..." The butler looked at Jin Yiwei who was peddling up, and was about to speak to stop him, but was forced back a few steps by Luo Yangxing's murderous expression.

The brocade guards restrained the servants of Gao's mansion, and went into the mansion one after another, moved out those high-quality sandalwood tables and chairs, put them on the street, and sold them to the gangsters who came to buy them at a price that was almost free.

Chapter 64 Ming Zheng Canon Penalties

The next day, the Great Court Meeting.

In the Huangji Hall, the eyes of the monarch and his ministers were facing each other. In the center of the power of the Ming Dynasty, the atmosphere was as cold as a snowstorm in the frontier, which made people shudder.

Zhu Youxiao looked around the steps coldly, and saw that half of the ministers came wearing tattered and patched court uniforms from many years ago, without saying a word.

Everyone below seemed to have a lot of thoughts in their hearts. After meeting the emperor's cold gaze, they almost all chose to lower their heads and avoid it.

Only Gao Panlong, the censor of Zuodu of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, held his head upright and met Zhu Youxiao's eyes.

His face was flushed abnormally, as if he was filled with boundless dissatisfaction with the emperor in front of him.

"Didn't you always yell that I seldom look at the court?" Zhu Youxiao snorted coldly, "Why, are you dumb today?"

"On the day of the prisoner offering ceremony, what did I tell you?" Zhu Youxiao reprimanded him sternly:

"I said, each of you just take out some, enough to feed the soldiers and civilians of Phi Island for half a year, or even longer."

"How did you promise me at that time? How much food have you provided now?" Zhu Youxiao got up suddenly, pointed at the person in front of him, and said:

"—Gao Panlong!"

"On weekdays, you don't talk about your name of Qingliu, right? Then I ask you, how do you explain the rice noodles that Jin Yiwei unintentionally found from your mansion!"

After saying that, Zhu Youxiao threw a secret memorial submitted by Luo Yangxing, a hundred households of Jinyiwei, at Gao Panlong's feet.

Everyone knows that after the emperor finished speaking, he threw this out so that his subordinates could take a good look at it.

"If you want to commit a crime, there is nothing to worry about!" Gao Panlong straightened his neck, still speaking stiffly.

Immediately, he glanced at the secret record contemptuously, and even sneered a few times, without any intention of taking it.

He has seen clearly the emperor's tricks for a long time.

"Okay, okay!" Zhu Youxiao laughed angrily, "You don't bother to read it, then I will pick it up and read it to you!"

"..."

Not long after, after Zhu Youxiao finished reading the last word, he slapped Gao Panlong's face with the Mizuo, and said with a sneer:

"Gao Aiqing, I have to ask you a few more times before you can give me and the soldiers on the frontier a satisfactory answer?"

Hearing what the frontier soldiers said, Gao Panlong's mouth twitched.

Next, his voice lost his temper completely, and he argued strongly: "The country has been in peace for a long time, and all affairs have been slack, and I dare not slack off for a day, so as to worry about the night and night..."

"All the food in the house is prepared for the people in the disaster area. I have a clear conscience!"

Hearing this, Zhu Youxiao sneered a few times: "According to what Aiqing said, next, shouldn't it be said that I don't come to the court and ignore the government affairs, so that disasters continue for years and I spend millions of dollars?"

Gao Panlong didn't panic at all, and said calmly: "I dare not!"

"Don't you dare—?" Hearing this, Zhu Youxiao seemed to have heard a big joke, and sneered:

"Everyone of you keeps saying that you don't dare, what you think in your heart, and what you actually do, which one is not audacious!"

At this time, Liu Zongzhou, the head of the criminal department, suddenly stood up and said loudly:

"Your Majesty wants to punish the ministers for not contributing food to the frontier army, but the minister will commit the crime of Yan Wenwen. The people in the disaster-stricken area are displaced. Compared with the frontier army whose annual salary is several million, where do they need more food?"

Before Zhu Youxiao could speak, another person stood up to defend Gao Panlong.

"At the beginning, Your Majesty didn't ask our officials and other officials for their opinions. He sent Hakka out of the palace without authorization, and bought money to buy a restaurant for this wicked girl. Will Your Majesty also give an explanation to the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty?"

Hearing this, Wei Zhongxian's heart sank, and he gave Ke Shi money to let her run a restaurant. Isn't that his own business?

These sons of bitches can even blame the emperor for this.

"Last year, His Majesty made every effort to ensure that Xiong Tingbi managed to conquer Liaodong. Now several months have passed, the city has not been restored, and Shenyang has been lost once!"

"If you lose the first time, you will have the second time!"

"I dare to ask Your Majesty, if Shenyang loses again, how should Xiong Tingbi deal with it!?"

The ministers of the Donglin who had been silent just now jumped out one by one at this time, impassionedly telling the old stories, the Ke family and Xiong Tingbi became their self-protection signs.

When the voices of the ministers became weaker, the censor Jiang Bingqian cleared his throat, came out and shouted: