How did you, a prisoner on death row, become an important weapon of the country? Yecheng Gao Weiming

A few minutes ago, Zhu Youxiao was sitting on the throne, frowning slightly as he listened to the summons from the eunuch outside.

Especially when I hear this name, I feel very unhappy.

The other party's name actually also contained the word Li Xin.

He turned his head and asked Wei Zhongxian.

"Chang Chen, I remember, isn't the heir of the Feng family called Feng Shiqi? Why did he become Feng Lixin? What happened?"

Wei Zhongxian rolled his eyes and had no choice but to explain to the little emperor.

"Your Majesty, Feng Shiqi was waiting for your summons in Anle Hall, but he was so full that he insisted on going to the overpass to watch some sideshow, and accidentally contracted the plague. He died of a sudden illness yesterday. Fortunately, his nephew, Feng Jia Feng Lixin, the direct grandson of the head of the family, Feng Shigu, happened to be here, so..."

Wei Zhongxian briefly explained the whole story, but Zhu Youxiao almost became angry on the spot.

How could a young person, the direct grandson of the head of the family, compare with the old guys from the Feng family in terms of experience and skills.

Building the imperial mausoleum is a century-old plan. How can it be a piece of cake to protect the Ming Dynasty for thousands of years?

Do you dare to build the imperial tombs of the late emperor and me if you find someone with no title?

But in front of all the ministers in the palace, Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but glare at Wei Zhongxian and turned his head away.

Wei Zhongxian was also worried, secretly praying that this thing with a similar name to his brother would never lose his taste and show his cowardice.

If you make the little emperor unhappy and have his head chopped off after a disagreement, don't blame you for the Feng family's misfortune.

Unexpectedly, with Wei Zhongxian thinking like this, Feng Lixin had already walked into the hall.

Everyone looked up, including Zhu Youxiao and Wei Zhongxian, who were shocked at the same time.

This person……

Again, it's so damn ugly.

Zhu Youxiao had never seen such an ugly guy in his life, and he was really afraid that he would have nightmares at night.

Even Wei Zhongxian frowned deeply and cursed in his heart.

Lu Wenzhao, who has killed a thousand swordsmen, asked you to send someone to see how good the opponent is. You said the level is extremely high.

Why don't you tell me that your special mother is also very ugly?

Not only was he ugly, he also had the appearance of a traitor and a villain, and anyone who looked at him couldn't help but kill him.

He is simply more hated than me.

Now, it's over.

Frowning, Wei Zhongxian didn't even bother to look at Feng Lixin, but he didn't notice anything unusual.

The other party had already knelt down and shouted loudly.

"Grassmen, the feudal family of Wuxia Mountain has been granted a courtesy tribute. I pay my respects to my emperor and wish my emperor long live, long live, long live..."

After saying that, he knelt down and never got up.

But it was okay if Li Xin didn't speak, but once he spoke, everyone in the hall became more and more disgusted.

This person's appearance is not enough, but his voice is also extremely unpleasant, just like a madam crows at night or a crow crows violently.

There is no such thing as a blackboard in Ming Dynasty. If there was one, it would be like someone scratching the blackboard with nails, making a harsh noise.

Some cabinet ministers who couldn't help it even wanted to raise their hands to cover their ears.

Zhu Youxiao didn't have to worry about etiquette, he subconsciously covered his ears and asked hatefully.

"You...are the heir of the Feng family, Feng Lixin?"

I regretted it after saying it.

Why ask him a question and let him answer it? If you answer it aloud, you will not be in trouble.

Sure enough, Li Xin buried his head on the floor and groaned.

"The grass people are right!"

Then, there was a long silence.

There was no sound in the entire Jinluan Palace.

Zhu Youxiao was too lazy to ask the other party anything, and his face was gloomy.

Wei Zhongxian pondered the little emperor's thoughts and complained for a while.

He seemed to be completely disappointed with the heir of the Feng family, and felt that it was too unlucky to use this person to build the imperial tomb.

How can this be good?

After all, even if Feng Shiqi died, he could not escape the responsibility.

Everyone in the hall also tasted it.

The emperor remained silent, clearly disdainful of this Feng Lixin.

If you wanted him to get out, you would have waved your hand.

But he didn’t wave his hand, what does that mean?

It shows that the little emperor has a murderous intention and wants to kill this ugly and vulgar guy.

But you can't kill someone just because they are ugly.

Looking through the entire ancient Chinese history, there is no such truth.

If you really want to kill someone, you will be a complete coward and tyrant.

In addition, it was you, Zhu Youxiao, who brought me here through thousands of mountains and rivers.

He was killed without any explanation as soon as they met?

Who dares to run errands for you in the future?

Suddenly someone noticed his intention and walked out with his hands clasped.

"Your Majesty! I have something to report!"

"Ok?"

Seeing someone coming out, Zhu Youxiao asked coldly.

"Song Aiqing, what's the matter?"

The man who came out was named Song Chengjun. He was white, fat, and unusually fat. He was the Minister of the Ministry of Industry of the third rank.

This person has always been corrupt. He is also responsible for the affairs of the Ministry of Industry and is in charge of the national water conservancy infrastructure. He can be said to be a very corrupt official.

It's a pity that he is a member of the Donglin Party. Zhu Youxiao had long wanted to capture him, but he was blocked many times by several cabinet elders.

Looking at Song Lijun now, the little emperor frowned again.

Unexpectedly, the next sentence made Zhu Youxiao happy.

Song Lijun shouted loudly: "I heard that your Majesty intends to let the heirs of the Feng family be responsible for building the late emperor's tomb. This matter is absolutely inappropriate..."

Hey!

I was just wondering how to kill Feng Lixin, when someone offered me a knife.

Zhu Youxiao glanced at the other party approvingly and asked, "Song Aiqing, what's wrong?"

When Song Lijun saw the little emperor coming to the road, he no longer cared about it and started talking hurriedly.

"Your Majesty, although since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, the Guanshan Taibao of the Feng family has been responsible for the construction of the imperial tombs."

"But when the late Emperor Shenzong arrived, he discovered that Guanshan's Taibao Feng Shigu had been corrupt and perverted the law and swallowed up the funds for the construction of the mausoleum."

"It was not easy for the late emperor to ennoble his family and build their tombs. He showed mercy and did not execute them. He just kicked them out of the capital and never hired them."

"At this moment, a heir of the Feng family appears in the court again. I personally think that this person will make the same mistake again!"

As soon as he said this, everyone in the hall frowned.

Is it because someone who was granted the title of Master was corrupt and perverted the law?

What nonsense.

It is obvious that Emperor Wanli ignored the government affairs at the time, let alone the construction of the imperial mausoleum.

In the end, your three departments, the Ministry of Industry, the Internal Affairs Bureau, and the Qintian Supervision, worked together to drive people out of the capital.

He was even accused of being corrupt and bending the law to squander the funds for building the mausoleum.

Now I am looking for this reason again, obviously I am interested in the funds to repair the mausoleum.

You know, once the construction of the imperial mausoleum starts, it will easily cost millions of taels of silver.

The imperial mausoleum of Emperor Wanli Zhu Yijun cost 8 million taels.

Everyone knows where all the money has been spent.

Now it pops up again, it’s really...

Everyone sighed and remained silent.

Zhu Youxiao, who was sitting on the dragon throne, laughed coldly.

This is my coffin book again.

Okay.

Song Lijun, or you Donglin Party members.

You can take my coffin book if you want. Let's see if you have the ability.

"Song Aiqing, what do you mean?"

Song Lijun quickly lowered his head: "Your Majesty, please continue to hand over this important task to our Ministry of Works, Qintian Supervision, and Internal Affairs Supervision. How about we work together to complete it?"

"Hehehe..."

Zhu Youxiao then asked: "Leave it to you, do you have the means to seal the family? Do you dare to guarantee that the late emperor's mausoleum, or my underground palace a hundred years from now, will not be robbed by thieves?"

amount……

Song Lijun was immediately embarrassed and speechless.

He has a damn guarantee.

In addition to being able to spend more than half of Mo Mo's funds, it would be nice to repair the imperial tomb for you.

And to prevent future generations from being robbed?

You are dead, why do you care so much?

If the Ming Dynasty died, robbing whose tomb would not be considered robbing.

If the tomb robbers really come, they will only shout when they see your Zhu Youxiao's body:

Go to bed and wake up!

But Song Lijun wouldn't dare to speak such words even if he were killed.

He had no choice but to point his finger at Feng Lixin, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Your Majesty! I can't guarantee it, but I'm equally suspicious."

"This person is not a descendant of the Feng family, but an evil thief who came from nowhere, deceives the world and steals his reputation, deceives the emperor, ignores superiors, and has no understanding of the public good!"

boom!

As soon as he said this, there was an uproar in the hall.

Who would have thought that your dignified Minister of Industry would be so shameless.

I can't guarantee it, but can he?

He even beat him up and falsely accused Feng Lixin of being a little thief who deceived the emperor and ignored his superiors.

Especially Wei Zhongxian, his nose was almost crooked with anger.

Damn it, I ordered Jin Yiwei to find this heir to the Feng family.

Now that you doubt him, don't you doubt me?

Wei Zhongxian was about to shout angrily and tell Song Lijun to shut up, but Zhu Youxiao raised his hand.

"Really?"

"Haha, Feng Lixin! Are people questioning you? Can you show me, and the civil and military ministers of the dynasty, your Feng family's methods and prove your identity?"

For a moment, the atmosphere in the Jinluan Palace suddenly became tense.

Everyone also looked at Li Xin who was kneeling on the ground.

Yes!

Are you a heir to the Feng family?

What are the means?

As the saying goes, face comes from heart. Just by looking at your appearance, I feel that you are not a child born from a good family.

If he is really a little thief who deceives the king, then the joke will be big.

Even 9,000-year-old Wei Zhongxian has a shameful face.

The little emperor is worried about how to kill you.

This excuse is coming.

Unexpectedly.

Li Xin, who had been burying his head, finally raised his face after hearing this.

He chuckled, showing his scarlet tongue and licking the corners of his mouth.

"In that case..."

"Your Majesty, please allow the common people to be arrogant for once!"

His words were paired with an ugly face and a hoarse voice.

Everyone trembled and felt the temperature in Jinluan Palace drop sharply.

It was like a poisonous snake had wormed its way into the temple and was spitting out its words greedily.