Cannon Fodder is King [Quick Transmigration]

The ministers wanted to persuade him again, but Meng Zezhi was arbitrary and did not allow others to comment: "The matter is settled like this, retreat from the court."

All the ministers looked at each other, is this still the gentle and courteous Prince Ning they remembered?

Or is it that he originally had this temperament, and the former amiable and virtuous corporals were all pretending?

This is hidden too deep!

What's more, the emperor is too strong, which is not a good thing for his courtiers.

The ministers couldn't help but fell into deep worry.

After leaving the court, Meng Zezhi said to Tao An: "Take care of the affairs of King Tang (the eighth prince) yourself. For the sake of him calling me Fifth Brother, give him a decent death."

"Yes." Tao An hurriedly bowed and replied, and then seemed to think of something: "Long live, what should we do with the family members of King Tang, and Concubine Liu in the palace?"

Meng Zezhi paused, although the eighth prince was only less than one year younger than him, but he got married early, and with the concubines and concubines all over the yard, he had five sons alone. ...

Concubine Liu is the mother concubine of the Eighth Prince.

Meng Zezhi thought for a while, and said, "Send Concubine Liu to Baohua Palace, and let her practice meditation. As for Princess Tang and the heirs of King Tang...send them to guard the imperial mausoleum. The rest, all sold for slave."

Don't blame him for being cruel and merciless, just blame them for having the Eighth Prince.

"Yes." Tao An took the order and went.

In the prison of the clan mansion.

The eighth prince sat paralyzed in the corner, his body was tightly bound, his mouth was stuffed with a cloth towel, his body was deeply sunken, he stared blankly at the floor tiles under his feet, motionless.

From the initial hatred and unwillingness to the current depression, more than a month is enough to wear down his fighting spirit.

At this moment, there was a commotion outside the prison.

"Hey, isn't this Mr. Tao, you are..."

"By the will of Long Live..."

As he spoke, the footsteps got closer and closer.

The eighth prince raised his head, and when he saw the person coming, his heart like stagnant water instantly stirred up thousands of waves, his pupils tightened, and veins burst out on his forehead.

Tao An——

The jailer quickly took out the key and opened the cell door.

Tao Anju looked down at the eighth prince, sneered, turned to the officials and jailers and said, "Okay, you guys go down first."

"Yes."

The group of people retreated respectfully, leaving only two young eunuchs brought by Tao An guarding the gate.

Only then did Tao An lift his robe, bent down and entered the cell, and after standing still, he said leisurely, "His Royal Highness, long time no see."

There was an uncontrollable anger in the Eighth Prince's eyes, coupled with his disheveled hair, he looked like an enraged lion.

Tao An put on a half-smile, squatted down, and reached out to remove the cloth towel from the Eighth Prince's mouth.

"Pooh."

Spit on Tao An's face, the Eighth Prince panted heavily, and cursed happily: "The eunuch, you really are an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf."

"Oh." Tao An was not annoyed, he took out a handkerchief from his sleeve, wiped the spittle off his face slowly, and then said: "Don't dare to do it, in terms of the level of a white-eyed wolf, how can a miscellaneous family compare with Tang Wang?" As for you, Your Highness, you are someone who can kill even your own father, but I am just following the plan."

"Tao An, you are cruel enough." The Eighth Prince gritted his teeth.

Tao An chuckled, and only said: "If I were you, and things have come to this point, I should shrink my neck and be a talent. Do you think you are still the high and mighty His Royal Highness Tang?"

The eighth prince's pupils tightened: "Why, Gu Shi'an has finally figured out how to deal with me?"

He has no fear, no matter how bad it is, it can't be worse than it is now.

"You guessed right."

After laughing, Tao An's eyes darkened, and he waved his hand: "By the will of Long live, I order the rebel Gu Shihuai to commit suicide."

All he saw was a little eunuch behind him standing out with a set of drinking utensils.

"What did you say?" The eighth prince's expression was confused, and he said with an unbelievable expression: "How dare he, I'm his own brother, isn't he afraid that future history books will poke his spine? There are also civil and military officials. How could Uncle Huang agree?"

Tao An picked up a glass of poisoned wine: "How is that impossible? Do you think that after you know that the late emperor was poisoned by me, you can still survive?"

Looking at the wine glass in Tao An's hand, the Eighth Prince's face flashed with panic, and even his tone became a bit messy: "Tao An, I ask myself that I have no vengeance with you, why did you hurt me so much?"

"No injustice, no enmity?" Tao An grabbed his chin, and said coldly, "His Royal Highness is really a nobleman who forgets things a lot. Do you still remember that 15 years ago, the one you rode as a pony, But that old eunuch who accidentally dropped you to the ground because of a fever, and was ordered to be beaten to death by you who were clearly safe?"

The eighth prince managed to suppress the panic in his heart, and thought about it carefully, but found nothing. He couldn't remember these trivial things.

"Heh." Tao An sneered, saying every word: "The old eunuch is my adoptive father."

This is also the main reason why when Xiao Shi came to him, he chose to betray Emperor Guangde without hesitation.

After speaking, he took the wine glass and poured wine into the Eighth Prince's mouth.

"No, poof..." The Eighth Prince resisted desperately, and couldn't care less about other things.

Seeing all the wine in the glass spilled out, Tao An kept on doing nothing, took the jug from the tray held by the eunuch and poured it into the Eighth Prince's mouth.

"And your big family, don't even try to run away. It's a pity that your concubine mother is an aunt. At any rate, she was a famous beauty back then. Don't worry, I will find someone to take good care of her."

"You..." The Eighth Prince wanted to burst into tears, opened his mouth inadvertently, and then was poured a sip of wine: "No, woo..."

Tao An persisted: "And your princess and children, where is the imperial mausoleum, isn't it normal for one or two people to die every year? Don't worry, before the miscellaneous family dies, they will all be sent to the underworld meet you."

After finishing speaking, he let go of his hand, panted lightly, looked at the eighth prince who was curled up on the ground, his face covered with snot and tears, desperately wanting to spit out the poisoned wine in his stomach, and took the handed over from the little eunuch beside him. A handkerchief to wipe up spilled wine.

"Tao An, you, you will definitely die badly..."

After a while, the poisonous alcohol broke out, the eighth prince grabbed the ground with his head, and his body convulsed continuously.

"You really said that wrong." Tao An casually threw the handkerchief on the Eighth Prince's face, put it close to his ear, and whispered, "Long live today is my nephew. A good death is not a problem."

Hearing this, the Eighth Prince's pupils instantly dilated.

Tao An had a happy face: "You guessed right, Long Live Today is indeed not your Gu family's species."

"puff--"

The blood soaked the handkerchief covering his face, his neck got stuck, and he lost his breath.

Unexpectedly, he could not die with peace in his eyes.

Tao An snorted softly, relaxed, stood up, patted the non-existent dust on the robe, and said, "Go back."

That night, Meng Zezhi received Qian Boyu's memorial (the son of Zheng Guogong, Meng Zeming's uncle in name).

"Okay, okay." Meng Zezhi couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Long live, what is the happy event that makes you so happy?" Tao An, who was waiting at the side, asked with a smile.

Meng Zezhi didn't mind sharing his joy with him, so he breathed a sigh of relief: "Good news, all the Japanese pirates entrenched in the southeastern provinces have been wiped out, more than [-] enemies have been wiped out, and our army has only suffered more than [-] casualties." People, the Japanese plague in the southeast coast has been eradicated."

"Long live congratulations, long live congratulations." Tao An immediately bowed and congratulated.

Meng Zezhi was smiling, and being able to win the battle showed that the purpose of military training had been achieved, and then he could go to sea trade with peace of mind.

"Li Lan, draw up a decree."

"Yes." Li Lan from Zhongshushe immediately replied.

Meng Zezhi asked him to write four imperial edicts.

One is to order the Shenji Battalion to dispatch [-] officers and soldiers to escort [-] muskets, and [-] base ammunition to go south to support Qian Boyu.

The second is to appoint Qian Boyu as the chief envoy and Liu Wenshan as the deputy envoy, leading 1 soldiers, leading [-] warships, and [-] treasure ships (originally there were only [-] ships, and the remaining [-] ships are the most recent ones). On the mission to the West, it is allowed to prepare a number of accompanying personnel such as wrestlers, compradors, and translators.

The third is to order the Fang family of the imperial merchant to deliver the silk, porcelain, matches, soap and other goods prepared earlier to the envoy fleet.

The fourth is to order Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Industry to go to the southeast coastal provinces to build forts and strengthen coastal defense.

After finishing these, Meng Zezhi felt relaxed and happy.

He had done everything he had to do, and now he was waiting for real money to fall into his pocket continuously.

Because of this incident, Meng Zezhi was in a very good mood for the next few days, until the fifth day of August——

"Bang bang bang..."

Meng Zezhi was awakened by the dull sound of the drum, he was half asleep and half awake: "What's going on?"

Wang Guangzhi (Tao An's godson) hurried in and said, "Long live Qi, someone beat the Dengwen drum?"

Dengwen drum?

The drowsiness in Meng Zezhi's mind was swept away, and he sat up quickly.

The ancients used to say that there is a saying of beating drums to cry out grievances, which is different from the big drums at the gates of general prefectures and counties.Dengwen drum is a big drum hanging outside the Meridian Gate, and it is the emperor's drum.

According to the "Law of Dayang", the drums are not allowed unless the enemy soldiers besiege the city, the prince is driven to death, or the people have grievances.Fan Deng heard the drum beating, no matter what the emperor was doing, he had to go to court.

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