Reborn Tyrant Raiders System

The [-]-mile galloping horse galloped through the fireworks that had not yet dissipated.

The sound of hoofbeats came from afar, and everyone looked up, with a trace of galloping, the war should be over, right? !

But the information obtained from the breathless shouts of the soldiers in the next second made everyone dumbfounded!

Jinling granary fire? ! !

The cause was caused by children playing with firecrackers.

The atmosphere of New Year's celebrations has not yet dissipated, and the DPRK and China have already quarreled.The culprit should have been held accountable for the granary fire, but according to Taizu's law, anyone under the age of seven and over [-] is innocent of anything except treason.

But which brat has such a talent?

Fu Mingtian had a long dark face, his hands were clenched, and the veins on his forehead were bruised.The picture of the brat trying to die was sketched in his mind, and the mastermind behind this plan silently clicked "Like".The people believe that the truth is the sky, and they burn granaries during the festivals, especially the poor handling of the officials in Jinling, which caused the local food prices to soar, and turned into looting and burning... One after another, especially his cheap ancestors The laws of the fellow countrymen, piled up together are really disgusting, and he will have to make another punishment for himself.But is this forced to jump over the wall, or...

Thousands and thousands of conspiracies and schemes were running at high speed in Fu Mingtian's mind. Finally, his long eyelashes concealed the murderous intent in his eyes. He glanced thoughtfully at the courtiers who were quoting scriptures in the palace and were filled with righteous indignation. He appointed a few good officials who were sympathetic and law-abiding, and arranged for the imperial envoy to fully investigate the Xiongzi firecracker incident, and secretly ordered the secret guards to increase supervision.

Rubbing his eyebrows, he walked to the harem that he hadn't stepped into for a long time. He summoned the only two concubines today, and after a friendly talk about child education, he also summoned a group of princes and grandchildren. An activity of strangling bear children was held, and a group of little carrot heads were frightened and immediately settled down.Then, the emperor's tough talk about educating the clan and relatives such as: "Use the ruler to beat you to death!" Today, everyone is holding their children and grandchildren, especially the dude disciples, and they will never have the opportunity to run amok on the streets.

The mood of the whole capital improved a lot for a while.

But the joy of the Spring Festival has not yet subsided, and the common people have not yet breathed a sigh of relief.

At the same time, there were many more small thieves visiting the Wu family's ancestral house, and even a few small moths flew into the palace.

It's really a wave of upheaval!

Fu Mingtian looked out the window.

It was clearly a sunny day in spring, but the sky was covered by dark clouds, and the wind was blowing and raining.

Flipping through the scroll with slender fingers, she looked leisurely, as if she wasn't frowning overwhelmed by the successive incidents.

But the few people in the hall watched it, feeling uneasy.There was turmoil in the south of the Yangtze River, a reckless man entered Beijing, and the war was at a stalemate. If something went wrong somewhere, the foundation of the emperor would be shaken.

As the emperor's confidant, the royalists have long been impatient like ants on a hot pot.

After about a stick of incense, Wen Liang looked left and right, finally couldn't help it, and said in a low voice, "Your Majesty, where is the Emperor Zuo?" Where did the natural emperor's fire extinguisher go? ah? ! !

The few people who were standing were shocked when they heard the words, and all kinds of speculations roared in their hearts.

Fu Mingtian slapped the book in his hands together, a smile appeared on his face like a layer of frost, he stared at Wen Liang, half a smile, but he didn't say a word.

Which pot is not open to mention which pot!

Stretching out his hand to hold the teacup that was obediently handed over, he felt like a cow was drinking. After taking a sip, he suppressed the anger in his heart, and there was still a trace of worry. Fu Mingtian twitched his mouth, and when he drank the second cup, he resumed the emperor's elegant demeanor.

Wen Liang looked at it, and hurriedly lowered his eyes and lowered his head, "It's the minister who is talking too much! The minister's mother heard that His Majesty is worried about state affairs and has a poor appetite, so I asked the minister to bring some..."

Fu Mingtian's eyelids twitched when he heard the word Chen's mother. This baby must have caused trouble and asked his mother to solve it.

"My aunt's heart is appreciated. I especially remember that time..." Fu Mingtian recalled the past when he was a child in a few words, and he didn't get angry with his little cousin and good minister who knew how to advance and retreat.

"Your Majesty, there is still food left in the servant's house!" When the topic turned to the household department crying about poverty and insufficient funds, Liu Mingan stepped forward and bowed.

Fu Mingtian narrowed his eyes when he heard the words, and said, "Aiqing has a heart!" He didn't say anything else, and after ordering to go down to prepare for the martial arts, he waved his hand to signal people to back down.

"Your Majesty, the member of the household department, Liu Ming'an, waits for an audience!"

Unexpectedly, before it was time for a cup of tea, he obediently stepped forward and whispered.

"I haven't seen anyone rushing to bring up money!" Fu Mingtian closed the book and smiled, "It's rare to have a heart, reward him with wishful thinking, and let him go back!"

"Yes!"

Fu Mingtian looked up at the gloomy sky, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth, it wasn't that he didn't report, but that the time hadn't come yet.

With a bang, a bolt of lightning flashed across layers of dark clouds.

The first thunder of spring finally struck.

The rain was pouring down.

Not far from the imperial city, following the backyard of the palace.

Fu Mingzhe was half leaning on the railing, and was having fun feeding the carp with the bait.

"Your Majesty, it's raining, please..." Before Mammy finished speaking, Fu Mingzhe clapped his hands, straightened his sleeves, and said with a smile, "Thank you Mammy for reminding me, I'm going back right now!"

A group of people walked back along the path mightily.

As Fu Mingzhe walked, a slight smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but there was a moan-"Ah!"

One staggered, the whole body turned over, and then fell into the lake with a plop.

"Come on, come on, the prince has fallen into the water!"

"Ah! Help!!" Fu Mingzhe struggled in the water in a panic.

"My lord!

The scene suddenly became chaotic.

The sky thundered loudly, and the wind howled past.

In the court hall in March of the third year of Qiande, the first thunder was also struck.

The Jinling firecracker incident swept the entire Jiangnan officialdom with lightning speed.

Pull out the radish with mud, within a month, in front of the iron evidence, all the people involved in the case were beheaded on the spot, except for the old, young, women and children, all the nine clans were wiped out.

But what made the courtiers look pale was not the loss of power in the officialdom's power struggle, but the famous Zuohuang Fu Mingqin.

The imperial envoy's Shangfang sword is no match for the soft sword held by Fu Mingqin. What's more, the imperial envoy is in the officialdom, and his interests are entangled endlessly behind him. What he can do is to be pushed out as a scapegoat, or tacitly break the right arm of some political opponents.

Officials, but smooth handling of things.Politicians will not thoroughly cleanse.

As an emperor, he would not let the entire Jiangnan officialdom be empty, and make himself a polished commander.

But since ancient times, there have been many people who played their cards against common sense.

Especially in terms of thinking, I haven't been on the normal track, but the background is reliable and I can't rely on someone who is reliable.

Fu Mingqin, who has become a "bare general", ransacked his home and killed officials. He took the muddy water and went all out, from top to bottom, to the end, and sealed up the merchants who were not benevolent for the rich and colluded with officials and businessmen.

Everyone's interest chain in Jiangnan was cut off by him in just one month, so fast that it was too late to send the news.

Can't wait for the other party to die.

The courtiers with evil intentions broke out and flowed secretly to the south of the Yangtze River.

But before the dispatched people arrived in the south of the Yangtze River, Fu Mingqin was very generous. He rang the gold and started the gong, and the emperor's chariot came back!With a look of experiencing the hardships of the people's livelihood, in front of hundreds of officials of the Great Court Assembly, he presented the earthen ceremony given to him by the local people, each with a copy.

Is this showing off or courting death? !

The courtiers under Danbi held the porridge and side dishes in their hands, and the corners of their mouths slowly curled up in secret. For an emperor, the most taboo thing is probably popularity.

The memorials that were usually placed on the gilded table are now squeezed into a corner, and there are thick piles of kneeling books written by the people in the south of the Yangtze River.

According to the investigation, it was done spontaneously and voluntarily.

Fu Mingtian looked at it, but didn't touch it.Instead, he looked at Fu Mingqin carefully.

I haven't seen him for a month and a half. Fu Mingqin, who was drooping and lacking energy, now has a ruddy complexion, joy in his eyes, and a hint of popularity.The temperament of not caring about everything and being pampered has faded away, and a bit more mature and steady after vicissitudes.

But his gaze remained calm, without the slightest calculation, just like the petition at that time, with righteous words and aggressive, "Emperor Zuo is willing to sharpen his sword for the emperor!! Brother Huang, I will work hard to support my family so that Brother Huang will not be in trouble!! Besides...you If the hair becomes grey, it won't look good, and if the concubine looks bad, I don't like it..."

Stop, I can't go on remembering.

Fu Mingtian took a deep breath, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth——

"That's it?" The figure behind the curtain suddenly laughed out loud, "That coward can't do anything other than occupy a bloodline of his own son. The heavens are so unfair, so unfair!!!!"

Shrill, piercing laughter filled the room.

The marshal knelt down and silently looked at his master under the bed curtain.

It has been more than half a month since the master, Li Daitao, moved out of the house.After arranging the turmoil in the south of the Yangtze River and attracting countless attention, in the name of treasures, heroes from all walks of life rushed to Beijing, and even broke out one after another.

But all of this turned out to be like a punch into cotton, limp, muddy cow into the sea, no response.

Victory is clearly in sight, but he can make all the strategies, but he doesn't have an honorable name.

He has dead soldiers, dark guards and even training private soldiers, but they are no match for the brave Wu family army.

He has money, money can be used for magic, can buy it carefully, and even poison it, but the orthodox heir can't turn to him.Poison the emperor, the prince, the eldest son of the emperor, and the now-famous Emperor Zuo, not to mention other royal family members.

He has strategies, but time and time again his opponents are vulnerable, but let him seize the opportunity time and time again.

It is really-

Fu Mingzhe really couldn't figure it out.He has been planning and planning for ten years, why is he so short of one move.

Recalling that I was like a bereaved dog. Under the surveillance of twelve dead old women, I accidentally fell into the water and escaped from the secret path at the bottom of the lake, only to win a ray of freedom.

utterly hateful!

The author has something to say: 123 is so romantic, I don't know if anyone will read it.

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