I'm really not the carpenter emperor

Not long after, Concubine Zheng, who rushed to the place of execution, covered her mouth while watching the scene in front of her, her eyebrows sometimes furrowed and sometimes stretched.

And see, several prison eunuchs, and more than a dozen banner schools transferred from Dongchang surrounded her palace lady officer Xu, all of them showed cruel expressions.

Concubine Zheng didn't hear what Dongchang had said about Xu's crimes before, she just saw a few pieces of chestnut wood painted with red lacquer being taken towards Xu's by a burly Dongchang Banner schoolboy.

After all, Mrs. Xu is the female official who has served in the palace for many years. Zheng Guifei didn't know why, and was about to intercede for her, but she saw that Concubine Liu, who had always ignored the inner palace affairs, was quietly standing on the other side.

Concubine Liu's palace is quite deep, and Concubine Zheng also has her own thoughts, seeing that the former did not speak, and she swallowed back the words that came to her lips.

The Dongchang Banner School peeled off Xu's skirt and looked at the white body, without the slightest wave in his eyes.

The two prison eunuchs pressed Xu on the wooden bench, no matter how much she struggled and howled, they would lift up the big wood and hit the flesh and blood hard.

Concubine Zheng was far away, but she could still hear and see clearly the muffled sound and Xu's disappointed and hopeful gaze towards her.

The gradually weak whining penetrated into Concubine Zheng's cochlea, causing her whole body to tremble.

Concubine Zheng didn't want to watch anymore, she wanted to go back to her palace, but she was afraid that the palace people would tell her that she was timid, so she had no choice but to bite the bullet and continue watching.

One end of the big wood was sharpened and covered with iron sheets. The executioner went down with a stick, and brought out a lot of flesh.

More and more palace people and concubines came to watch. Seeing this tragic situation, everyone covered their mouths and never dared to say the words that questioned the emperor and empress before.

They spent several years in the inner palace, ten years like a day, but they couldn't get the emperor to look down once.

On the other hand, Empress Zhang Yan, since entering the palace, has been inseparable with the emperor, and soon conceived a dragon son.

Out of jealousy, many people sometimes criticize a few words in the hope of watching the excitement and not thinking it's a big deal, but they don't want to use it as a means to criticize Zhang Yan.

The rumors became more and more intense, which had affected the empress's authority in the central palace, which attracted the attention of Wei Zhongxian, a staunch royalist.

Concubine Zheng Gui suddenly felt that she was very stupid, and even ridiculed the empress in a strange way.

"Although the emperor has gone to war, the remaining prestige is still there. Isn't Wei Zhongxian just a loyal hunting dog..."

After a few breaths of effort, Mrs. Xu was beaten to pieces and became unconscious. Seeing this, Concubine Liu narrowed her eyes and said without saying a word:

"Go back to the palace."

Self-inflicted sin, do not live!

The Dongchang Banner School obviously wanted to take the Xu family under the knife. As long as the Xu family survived, they would continue to fight without the slightest emotion.

It didn't take [-] or [-] sticks, Xu's lower body was bloody and his bones were exposed, it was really hard for Concubine Zheng to continue watching, and she wanted to follow in the footsteps of Concubine Liu.

Just when she turned around, Wang Tiqian appeared behind her without knowing when, stopped her with one hand, and said with a smile:

"Young concubine, think twice. Although Eunuch Wei ordered this, His Majesty knows it in Luoyang."

The implication is that it is still the emperor's distant decree to kill the Xu family.

Concubine Zheng was speechless and looked over in pain.

At this moment, Mrs. Xu woke up, screaming with her last breath, but the prison eunuch spit out, and said in a strange way:

"Who dares to be lazy and make her say so many things?"

Hearing this, the Dongchang Banner School who was carrying out the execution trembled all over, and after a moment of contemplation, the strength increased a bit, and Xu's family was silent again without five sticks.

"It's over, it's dead!" Zheng Guifei said to Wang Ti with red eyes, not knowing whether it was regret or hatred:

"Can I go?"

Wang Tiqian smiled slightly, stepped aside, and did not reply.

A few days later, Wei Zhongxian realized what he wanted, and the news that Mrs. Xu was killed by the inner court spread to Luoyang. Zhu Youxiao sneered, and said with a self-mockery:

"I'm so cruel..."

Chapter 1

Luoyang City, Lijing Gate.

In a few days, the emperor will continue to head south and lead a large army into Sichuan. The news comes that the folks are always more lively than the city's various administrative offices and royal residences.

It was about nine o'clock in the morning of the later generations, and the Lijingmen market was the same as in the past. At this time, two decent young people with a sallow face suddenly appeared, both in their twenties.

The two are about the same age, and their behavior is out of tune with the people around them. They are wearing ordinary clothes, but there is a trace of embarrassment on their faces.

One person obviously couldn't walk anymore, panting from exhaustion: "I can't walk anymore...wait for me, don't go so fast."

The other people turned back immediately, stood there waiting, shook their heads and said:

"I told you on weekdays that the little salary can't support us at all. The court is in trouble. Your Majesty even pays Liaodong's salary to his own treasury. The salary sometimes runs out. You have to rely on yourself."

The person who spoke was named Zhu Shen, a son of Ning Fan's clan.

Although he has a pale face and a thin body, his eyes are still full of light, and he is following the clan disciple step by step. He has the same background, but his attitude towards life is very different.

Both of them are members of the many clan children who live in poverty in Luoyang City. They have visited all the markets, as well as the east and west markets in the city.

They probably also know that the market in Lijingmen has the most poor and poor people, and there are no exotic goods, so there will not be those rich and powerful people.

Although they can't eat a full meal a day now, the two of them are still the sons of the clan after all, and this hurdle in their hearts is still difficult to overcome.

In case of encountering other clan descendants, or businessmen whose status is not as good as his own, it would be a loss of face if they ridiculed him for a few moments, and there was nothing he could do about it.

"You two, are you here again?"

The two came to a small stall, groped for a while, but did not find a few copper coins in their pockets, they just licked their lips and were about to leave.

Listening to the hawker at the stall who knew me, I asked myself whether I would buy it this time.

The two smiled awkwardly, but Zhu Tongyi, a descendant of Yi Fan, sat on the ground panting, saying nothing and leaving.

"Where do we have spare money to buy this thing?" Zhu Shen put it in his pocket, tightly holding the few pennies used to buy steamed buns.

The hawker didn't say much, thinking he was used to it.

At this time, a woman came to the stall with a little girl about six or seven years old. She couldn't help the girl's noise, threw out a few pennies, and sold a bunch of candied haws.

The little girl held it in her hand, stuck out her tongue, and tasted it beautifully.

Zhu Tong sat on the ground, ignoring the messy clothes, staring straight at the bunch of candied haws in the little girl's hand, as if he was about to snatch them away in the next moment.

However, he just licked his chapped lips, looked at Zhu Shen who was standing beside him, and said, "I haven't eaten a meal for two days...I'm hungry."

Hearing this, Zhu Shen also suddenly felt his stomach spinning, but he had no choice but to use the little strength left to help the fellow clan on the ground, and walked carefully on the street.

With a distance of more than ten steps, the thoughts in the hearts of the two people will never be understood by ordinary people on the street.

The origin of the descendants of the clan is inherently superior to others, but because there are too many such people, Zhu Youxue has to live a tight life now.

The Ming court is about to be overwhelmed by people like them.

The salary arrears of the clan's children was particularly serious in Shanxi and Henan provinces in the first year of the apocalypse, but the frontier troops in the frontier and the guards in various places were in arrears for food and salaries for a longer period of time than this, and the scope was wider.

During the Hongwu Dynasty, there were only 58 men and women in the clan below the county king, but less than 200 years later, in the eighth year of Jiajing, there were nearly [-] male registered clan children!

Zhu Youxiao killed the king of Luoyang alone, and there are countless descendants of the royal family under the vassal of the Luoyang king!

Shanxi and Henan are the hardest hit areas in arrears with Zonglu.

In the 32nd year of Jiajing, Shanxi kept 150 million shi of rice and wheat, but it took more than 300 million shi to pay Zonglu.

In the 47th year of Wanli, Henan kept 80 shi of rice and wheat, and Zonglu needed 200 million shi. The grain of a province was still not enough to supply half of Lumi.

For the children of the clan like Zhu Shen and Zhu Tong, the worst is yet to come.

The imperial court has always had strict regulations on the children of the clan, and they are not allowed to engage in industrial and commercial industries. Even if their salaries are in arrears day after day, the poor middle and low clan children are not even allowed to make a living by themselves!

Poor means change. Zhu Shen liked to study military affairs since he was a child, and wanted to take the martial arts exam. However, he was born as a son of the clan, so he was doomed not to be able to fight in the battlefield like ordinary generals.

Like him, many clans personally demanded reforms, and some even jointly petitioned for the imperial court to open the imperial examinations to the descendants of the downcast clans.

Emperor Jiajing formulated the new "Regulations of Suzerains and Vassals" to adapt to the current situation. However, the reforms of the Jiajing Dynasty were not strictly implemented due to the continuous deterioration of the government and the many barriers between the court and China.

Today, even if there is such a small part of the huge clan's children, who are full of revenge and passion, they can only be passive - eat and wait to die.

Other than that, they can't do anything!

When they were young, the two came to a store they had frequented, and as soon as they arrived at the door, the proprietress of the store warmly greeted them to enter the door.

Zhu Shen and Zhu Tong went to an inconspicuous corner on the first floor and sat down. Seeing that they didn't attract the attention of the diners, they were relieved.

Zhu Shen fumbled in his pocket for a while, took out a few copper coins, and said with a smile, "Same as before, four steamed buns."

The woman sighed, took the copper plate, turned and left.

She also knew that Zhu Shen and Zhu Tong, the two sons of the clan, were different from ordinary clan members, even if she wanted to give alms, they would not accept it unless they took a few pennies.

After a while, the woman served two bowls of steaming wontons in addition to steamed buns.

Zhu Shen and Zhu Tong took the steamed buns and were taken aback when they smelled the aroma of the wontons, then raised their heads and glanced at the proprietress.

The woman smiled slightly, pushed the wonton towards them, and said:

"I made these wontons with my own hands. The old guy always said that the taste is not good, and no one will eat them after selling them. Try them and see how they are!"

The proprietress is very nice, she knows that they are descendants of the clan, but she doesn't tell the truth, and often gives them more food.

"Thank you... thank you."

Looking down at the bowl of wontons, Zhu Shen let down a tear in his eyes.

Immediately, he wiped his eyes, ate the hot wonton in his mouth, and said vaguely, "Yummy, this wonton is really delicious!"

Zhu Tong also quickly took a bite, regardless of the heat, he laughed and said: "This wonton is simply delicious."

Immediately, his expression darkened, "I don't even know if I can still eat such delicious wontons in my life..."

"Just eat it!" The woman also smiled, and shouted to a little old man inside, "Look, what I said, the guests all said it was delicious!"

When the words fell, she turned and left.

Zhu Shen bit the wonton in his mouth, the soup overflowed, and his lips and teeth were fragrant. He lay down on the table and slammed his fist hard on the table, his voice choked with sobs.

"I, I have embarrassed my clan—"

Hearing this, Zhu Tong also looked at the wonton in the spoon, thoughtfully.

How did such a dignified and noble person end up in such a state?

Chapter 1: Movements in Liaodong

In the camp, Zhu Youxiao threw the pond newspaper on the table in annoyance. The tea in the pot was still warm at first, but after reading the pond newspaper, it was already cold.

The accompanying officials were about to take the tea to heat up, but the emperor stopped him, poured it into a cup, and drank it all in one gulp.

Zhu Youxiao felt the coolness from his mouth to his throat, and felt much more comfortable. He snorted coldly and said, "The Emperor Shenzong has already approved the invitations of the clan's children. If you have nothing to do, you can take the imperial examination to change your predicament."

"But what about them, so far they don't even have a Jinshi. There are very few participants. Is it because the court didn't give them a way to survive?"

"It's their own fault. They are used to the decadent life, they can't get out, and they don't want to get out!"

The emperor was furious, and all the accompanying civil and military personnel looked at each other in blank dismay.

In fact, this is indeed true. The imperial court discovered early on that there were so many descendants in the clan, and it was difficult for the clan members in the middle and lower classes to even support themselves.

Corresponding efforts have been made to alleviate their plight.

In the 18th year of Wanli, Emperor Wanli officially stipulated that "the famous grain sects and the unnamed grain common sects" could participate in the imperial examination to change the predicament.

In the 22nd year of Wanli, Emperor Wanli allowed the children of the clan, except generals and lieutenants, to give up their titles and take part in the imperial examination as a Confucian scholar.

In the 34th year of Wanli, Emperor Wanli further relaxed the restrictions, and ordered the clans below the generals, Zhen Guo, and Fu Guo lieutenants to take the exam together with the students.

"Those who came from a Jinshi background, the second-class selects the magistrate, and the third-class selects the officials and county magistrates. Those who are promoted by the township will also be dismissed as usual, and none of them can be elected to dismiss the capital."

During the Wanli Dynasty, it was determined that, except for princes and county kings, all members of the clan who did not want to be enshrined could give up their clan salaries and take part in the imperial examinations.

Chinese-style officials are appointed according to their birth qualifications, but at the same time it also stipulates that those who are unwilling to give up their salary to take the exam will still be supported by the imperial court.

This is a very humane rule, but the efforts of Emperor Wanli for more than 30 years have had little effect so far. The fundamental reason is that most of the clan's children do not want to lower their stature and take the exam.

After more than 200 years of being pampered and pampered, most of the clan's children have become accustomed to this special identity and status.

Since they are not allowed to be official and engage in the work of the four people, most of the clan's children are ignorant, and they have no advantage in the competition with ordinary poor family officials.

Compared with the days of eating and waiting to die, the process of passing the reference examination to become an official is long and arduous. After ten years of hard study, many clan children are discouraged.

Most of the clan's children would rather continue to be decadent than take the road of scientific research.

At this time, a Jinyi guard walked into the camp and said something in a low voice. After hearing this, Zhu Youxiao sneered a few times and said: