Father, I really don’t want to be the emperor

In Ning Fan's opinion, Wang Huayun is no less powerful than Cheng Wei. He is now in the prime of life and will probably be the backbone of the imperial court in the future.

"What about the Jin Yiwei? Does the Inspectorate have the right to take care of the Jin Yiwei's affairs?"

Wang Huayun asked boldly.

When Ning Fan heard Wang Huayun's question, he knew that Wang Huayun was still very afraid of Jin Yiwei, but because Jin Yiwei had always been a direct descendant of the royal family and had great power, Wang Huayun did not dare to say too much.

"Jinyiwei is not a small court independent of the imperial court. Although I have direct command authority over Jinyiwei, strictly speaking, Jinyiwei still belongs to the yamen of the imperial court. The Supervisory Office naturally has the power to supervise and govern Jinyiwei."

Ning Fan said calmly.

After finishing the conversation with Wenhua Yun, Ning Fan suddenly became more confident. Every recent incident made Ning Fan very comfortable.

Whether it was the rebellion case uncovered by the Jin Yiwei, Ning Fan later published an article in the Ta Kung Pao and established the Fuxing Society under the name of Lu Shuren, or even the recently established Supervisory Council, all made Ning Fan feel that the power of this country was moving towards the right direction. towards development.

"Let's go, take me to the prison."

Ning Fan called Li Chunan and went straight to the Jinyi Guard Governor's Yamen.

Ning Fan entered the prison today not to see ordinary prisoners, but to see the Ninth Prince. This prince was only eighteen years old. Ning Fan did not believe that he would dare to rebel alone.

But whether he was bewitched or deceived, the Ninth Prince was involved in the rebellion.

Although the sky prison was dark and gloomy, the Ninth Prince, as a relative of the emperor, still received preferential treatment. The clothes he wore were very clean, and the cell was in a single room, and he was not locked up with other prisoners.

"Brother Six, Brother Six, save me."

The Ninth Prince suddenly raised his head and looked at Ning Fan, who was wearing a dragon robe. He was stunned and knelt down on the ground with a plop, kowtowing like garlic.

Ning Fan was not familiar with his younger brother, he had only met him before. When he saw his immature face, he felt a little sad in his heart.

"How did you get involved with those in the Zhou regime? Do you do whatever they ask you to do?"

Ning Fan's tone was filled with hatred that iron cannot be transformed into steel.

"Brother Six, I was confused for a moment. Brother Six, please don't kill me. We are brothers and I don't want to die."

The Ninth Prince didn't know how to argue at all, he just kept repeating that he didn't want to die seeing the Ninth Prince's pustular appearance. Ning Fan sighed in his heart, does such a person want to be the emperor?

"Lao Jiu, please get up. Don't worry, I won't kill you."

Ning Fan shook his head.

People like the Ninth Prince posed no threat at all, and there was no need for Ning Fan to kill this younger brother.

Hearing that Ning Fan would not kill him, the Ninth Prince finally felt relieved. He looked at Ning Fan with a flattering expression and said, "Your Majesty, when will you let me out?"

"It's hard to forgive a living crime without being punished by death. Just live in the sky prison and let me out when I feel better."

Ning Fan looked at the Ninth Prince with a cold face.

The Ninth Prince sat slumped on the ground, and a gloomy look flashed across his face. Although it was very short-lived, Ning Fan still caught it.

He had no intention of really embarrassing his younger brother, but seeing the gloomy look on his face, Yin Fan suddenly realized that this younger brother might not be that simple.

Ning Fan didn't say anything more, but walked towards the depths of the prison with his hands on his back. However, there were bursts of screams from the depths of the prison. When Ning Fan approached, he saw several prisoners being tortured.

Zuodu Yushi Zhou Zhengquan was tied up with iron chains and was being whipped with a whip. Every time the whip was whipped on his body, it would leave a deep blood mark.

When the prisoners who were interrogating the prisoners saw the emperor coming, they were startled. They dropped their whips and knelt on the ground. Zhou Zhengquan opened his bloody eyes, glanced at Ning Fan and closed them.

Ning Fan didn't say a word from beginning to end. He just walked around gently and returned to the palace after dawn.

Ning Fan is not a kind person. For those who want to take away his psychology, because even at that moment when his heart softened, Ning Fan was ready to let the Ninth Prince go, but now that he thought about it, he felt that he could not let him go at all.

It is not necessary to kill them, but it is still necessary to imprison them.

"Your Majesty has seven governors who will arrive in Kyoto soon."

Li Chuan came in to report something that made Ning Fan feel relieved.

Dakang has a total of thirteen provinces, and each of these thirteen provinces has a governor, who is equivalent to a feudal official.

The governor has great power and is in charge of local finance, civil and military affairs.

If Ning Fan wants to control the world, he must first make these governors obey his orders.

But at present, it seems that only seven governors are willing to go to Beijing to report their duties. It goes without saying that the remaining six must be disobeying the decree.

Ning Fan picked up the list and took a look at it and found that the six governors who refused to come to Beijing were all from the southwest and were connected together. It seemed that these people were really planning to unite to rebel.

"Your Majesty, the chief minister of the cabinet would like to see you."

Li Chunan brought the latest news on the front foot, and the first assistant came on the back foot. The connection was self-evident. It was obvious that Cheng Wei came for this matter.

"Your Majesty, there are faint signs of rebellion in the six southwestern provinces. Your Majesty, you'd better make preparations in advance."

The first words of Cheng Wei, the chief minister of the cabinet, when he saw Ning Fan, he directly explained his intention.

"I'm not afraid of rebellion. It's just that the seven governors who came to Kyoto this time did not disappoint me. I will send the Jin Yiwei to take over the local military and political power."

Ning Fan was generally in a happy mood.

Ning Fan had actually expected the stubbornness of those provinces in the southwest, because the real big tycoons were all in Guanzhong, in the southwest.

That place is bound to be a tough nut to crack.

The most important thing right now is to hold all the fish that have entered the basket and prevent them from jumping out of the basket again.

The governors of seven provinces came to Beijing to report on their duties. This was no small matter and Ning Fan's plan was to replace all seven governors at once with his own people.

In the future, all the wealthy families and landowners in these seven provinces will be wiped out, all will be disrupted, and all the fields will be nationalized and redistributed to the people of the world.

Half of the entire Dakang will undergo a reshuffle.

"We must act quickly, take back power immediately, and once again divide the land among local tyrants to win over the people. This way, people will support us. As for half of the country in the northwest, if they want to be in chaos, let them be in chaos. If they don't win the hearts of the people, they won't be able to stay in chaos for too long. Time."

Ning Fan had already made up his mind. Even though this matter was extremely urgent, Ning Fan seemed very relaxed.

He doesn't care about the clans in the northwest, and he won't worry about them sending troops together.

Right now, Ning Fan feels that the most difficult thing is to find seven new governors.