Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

Ever since Chen Qiyu persuaded Zuo Liangyu to return last year and started serving as an errand in the Ministry of Rites, he has been fighting with the emperor.

Chen Qiyu had no time to network with party members.

After the battle of Ao'er Dusi, the emperor betrothed him to a girl from his own clan.

Chen Qiyu did not become a national nobleman by himself!

His two sons were also betrothed to clan women.

This represents the emperor's affirmation of him!

As a person determined to be a poisoner, why didn't Chen Qiyu know the emperor's intention?

Therefore, although Chen Qiyu has been in Handu since the New Year.

The three fathers and sons have become clan relatives.

He - Chen Qiyu, is the most determined royalist!

After all, marriage is the most effective method.

Although Chen Qiyu stayed in the capital, he helped the emperor maintain government affairs and assisted the prince in governing the country.

It stands to reason that this is a high position for ten thousand people under one person...

However, there is no news about the old affairs of civil servants who formed cliques and networked with party members.

——Become a clan relative, he Chen Qiyu——is a person who shares weal and woe with the country.

He holds the high position of Minister of Rites, is a clan relative, and has the emperor's trust...

What Chen Qiyu wants to do is to make his entire family an imperial party!

The circle of civil servants...

What a shit!

Resting with the country is the highest treatment!

Between being rich for a lifetime and being rich for all time, fools all know how to choose.

Chen Qiyu realized...

At this time, once he had guessed the emperor's thoughts, how could Chen Qiyu hold back Zhu Youjian?

He practiced closed-mouth meditation...

Chen Qiyu, the boss of the Ministry of Etiquette, remained silent, leaving a few bosses of the same level...

How could we not see the emperor's thoughts?

Chen Qiyu is a clan member...

They are not bad either!

Together, they account for more than [-]% of the factories owned by Long Live Lord.

This special girl...

Mountains of gold and silver!

You can still show it, legal gold and silver!

As long as the Ming Dynasty does not fall, they will be rich forever!

For a time, several big guys were like eminent monks.

He is still an eminent monk who can practice Zen in silence!

It will be as motionless as a mountain, and it will be displayed vividly.

If the big boss of the cabinet doesn't say anything, how can the other juniors dare to speak!

Really pissed off the emperor...

The hat of a man who ruined the funeral ceremony of a saint is lowered——

They were all lightly chopped off on the spot.

Who dares to object?

Faced with the extremely unruly decision of the emperor to hand over the funeral of Confucius to the Ministry of Works...

Thousands of officials collectively chose to remain silent.

the Kongs……

Once again, he was betrayed by a Confucian disciple...

……

Zhu Youjian lit the incense himself and offered incense to each stone statue.

They can afford this fragrance! ! !

Then the officials burned incense and worshiped...

By the time we were done, it was already close to noon.

Zhu Youjian looked tired, and his sallow complexion became increasingly sallow.

Naturally, the ministers did not dare to neglect and persuaded the emperor to return to the palace to rest.

however……

Zhu Youjian's previous performances were all to pave the way for Huang Degong's punishment, so how could he leave?

Strike while the iron is hot is the way to go!

climax--

It’s not here yet!

Zhu Youjian's performance has just begun.

Sure enough, Wang Lian came as promised:

"Your Majesty, General Huang Degong has returned and is waiting to be summoned at the foot of the mountain."

"Huang Degong!"

Zhu Youjian gritted his teeth and shouted angrily:

"How dare this bastard come to see me?

Let him come up! "

When the ministers saw that the emperor was angry, they dared not say anything, and they all followed the train and stood up straight.

The hilltop, which was originally a bit messy, fell silent for an instant.

Not long after, a tired-looking Huang Degong walked over, wearing a thin middle coat, his hands bound, and covered with wind and frost.

Not even in front of the emperor yet...

"Pfft!"

Huang Degong fell to his knees.

He knelt forward and cried loudly:

"Your Majesty!

The guilty minister deserved death, but his protection was not good enough, so the whole family of the saint's disciples was killed.

The guilty minister should be cut into pieces with thousands of swords. Your Majesty, please behead me to comfort your ancestor! "

In the troubled times of the late Ming Dynasty, he could not only make great achievements, but also protect himself.

Huang Degong’s reputation is not in vain.

This guy said he deserved death.

In fact, it took just a few words to pick it out.

Although it cannot completely wash away the guilt.

however……

It's just because of poor care that he won't be killed.

This is political rhetoric.

Huang Degong is also a thief.

joke.

In this situation at the end of the Ming Dynasty, a single-minded pure martial artist would have been slaughtered long ago, and he still had to help count money!

A person who can make great contributions in troubled times and protect himself wisely is also a master.

"Huang Degong, you deserve to die!"

But I saw the emperor's face full of anger!

"Clang!"

Zhu Youjian pulled out the sword from Cao Huachun with his hand and walked towards Huang Degong with murderous intent.

He kept saying:

"Huang Chuangzi!

You trapped me, Duke Yan, because of your negligence, which caused the blood of my saint to disappear!

There is no better way for the people of the country to mourn than to have an heir!

Sad to lose my parents!

This is a national funeral!

Huang Chuangzi, you are so brave!

That’s the entire clan of saints!

That is my number one bloodline in China!

You didn't even leave anyone behind for me!

I'm going to kill you! "

Zhu Youjian waved his long sword, intending to chop off Huang Degong's head.

Zhu Youjian's words sounded like extremely angry nonsense at first glance.

Actually...

The sinister Emperor Gou, this is another hint that Confucius is dead...

Now that the Confucian family is dead, who will dare to stand up in the name of the Confucian family in the future...

Hey!

That’s just pretentiousness and deception!

This murderous posture shocked everyone.

Even Huang Degong himself couldn't help but feel confused.

Although the emperor had told him last night that there would be this scene today...

but……

This posture looks real!

Could it be...

The people recognized as the "black-faced dog emperor" really want to use his head to quell public anger?

What the hell!

Long live my Lord!

The last script we reviewed was not written like this!

You said that you would spare my life and let me explore the New World!

Your Majesty!

Have you forgotten the rubber trees along the coast of South Asia?

Last night, you said it was your true love!

wrong!

Huang Degong's mind suddenly changed:

What kind of countrymen are all as if their parents are dead?

The entire Kong family was massacred - the people of Qilu clapped their hands and cheered!

Except for officials, who else cares about the life and death of the Kong family?

What's more, the Kong family took away most of Shandong's fertile land through force.

The clan members and lackeys under the sect are even more evil, robbing women and devouring hundreds of businesses...

The reputation has long since spread to the streets!

The common people have long been eager to eat the flesh of the Kong family and drink the blood of the Kong family. How can they sympathize with them!

Who among the real common people regard Confucius as their parents?

How can any parent drink the flesh and blood of their children?

But?

Why is the emperor so angry?

This is a posture that really wants to take off my head!

Huang Degong's mouth felt bitter, and he felt as if his bile was about to burst out.