Reborn Tyrant Raiders System

When Fu Mingtian woke up, it was almost dawn, and Fu Mingzhe who was sleeping next to him had long since disappeared.

The palace servants in the hall were no strangers to His Majesty the Emperor who often came to rub the bed, not to mention they made such a big commotion last night, directly serving people to put on their court robes.

Fu Mingtian glanced at his glasses, and his eye circles became darker again. He was really upset by the disturbances made by the courtiers these days.But whoever faces the king every day in the court is a fledgling kid, and everyone is as cunning as a loach!

He can only sit firmly on the Diaoyutai.

Walking out of the gate of the palace, I saw Fu Mingqin wielding a sword in the garden, the indescribable beauty of flowing clouds and flowing water.

But looking at the little earthy yellow dog that was an eyesore, Fu Mingtian's heart suddenly became cold.

After going to the court hall and sitting on the dragon chair, he didn't feel relieved.

"Let's play if there is something to do, and leave the court if there is nothing to do!" Obediently, he watched the emperor cautiously from the corner of his eyes and almost wrote "I am very annoying!" on his face. To bother the emperor with affairs in his own backyard, let alone make insinuations that a queen should be established.

Right now there are three things: Martial Arts, Jiangnan, and Empress Li.Everyone wanted a piece of the pie, especially in the Jiangnan official circles, everyone said that their disciples were outstanding.

Fu Mingtian listened to the same old tune again, squinting his eyes to rest his mind, and suddenly played alone, it didn't feel right to him, the lines on his forehead were faintly visible, he squinted his eyes, and smiled at the eloquent elders. He came out, "I don't know when killing a corrupt official and traitor became a crime? The crime is serious, and spring should grow?"

Fu Mingtian, who didn't intend to follow his father's benevolent government line from the beginning, originally only wanted to take it slowly, gather power, and then take the line of Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang, killing a corrupt official, let alone how cool it feels.But now, the route has been diverted again and again.

Well again, the basic goal is unchanged.

The tone suddenly became extremely cold. Fu Mingtian supported the faucet with both hands, stood up, and said straightly, "Jiangnan is on the alert, and all loves should learn from it? Emperor Zuo said it well back then, there is no shortage of courtiers. Many You don't have one more, and one less is not less!"

"Your Majesty, calm down!" Beads of sweat rolled down the faces of the courtiers, and they all knelt down, their legs trembling uncontrollably.

"Besides, you guys think your tutors are very good? You think you are awesome, because of the backyard incident, you are fighting for face for your children?!" Fu Mingtian raised his eyes, his eyes were cold to the bone, and he simply lost his temper, "Is it yours? Eyes are also trapped in the backyard fights, ears are soft, is it possible that the head is also soft? Really stupid, dare to have a face to listen to the sky, come to me and say that the old lady in the backyard, madam, sister-in-law hurts people's lives, and ruins the morality of children and grandchildren? ?”

"The minister is ashamed of His Majesty!"

It was another neat sentence that made Fu Mingtian want to roll his eyes, "I'm sure, a life is very precious, how about sending someone from the Ministry of Criminal Justice to take action?" Passing over the kneeling courtier on the ground, he didn't even look at it. Straight out of the gate directly.

After a faint retreat, the courtiers came out in a file, and gradually the ranks dispersed, gathering together in twos and threes.

"Lord Huawei, please stay!"

As a marquis, Wen Liang could not gain real power, but as the emperor's cousin, he had been with the famous young marquis since he was a child.Of course, a certain person can be absent from work, because his father and brother are powerful, no one can say.

Sighing that my father is a son-in-law who cut in the door backwards, Wen Liang, who can only fight for his mother, stopped in his footsteps, turned around with a silly smile, greeted people, practiced all kinds of Tai Chi, and put on a full-fledged playboy relying on his mother's shade appearance.

The eyes of the last few ministers dimmed and they left.

With a long sigh, Wen Liang walked leisurely.

Looking at the most noble Tai Chi Hall in the world, a gleam flashed in his eyes.

To be honest, he didn't understand whether the emperor's unconditional love for Emperor Zuo was out of his mind or out of his mind?

Obviously, he could see the situation clearly back then, so he rushed to the fief with the title.

A person who clearly has a clear mind, but what is he doing now?

As soon as Wen Liang thought of Fu Mingtian's secret plan, doubts flashed in his heart. Does the emperor know what popularity is?

Early in half a month.

Wen Liang, who was kidnapped by the unscrupulous emperor from Shang Zuohuang's faction, used the tone of colorful clothes to entertain his relatives, while slandering the emperor, and at the same time, like a lotus flower, "Qi Zuo Your Majesty, I have something important to report!"

"Play!"

"Yes. I have been among the people since I was a child, and you know it. I just went to court yesterday and ate the snacks from my grandmother's house, and then I went to Wu Dalang's pancakes, so I just happened to..."

Fu Mingtian's eyelids twitched when he heard this, bastard, where is the statue of the god of justice that he promised! !I want to add weight to the little bastard, so I don't have time to listen to your whining.

As soon as he went up to the morning, the minister who hadn't eaten much breakfast smelled a bunch of snacks, and he didn't think much about it on weekdays. Hearing such a description, his taste buds moved, and his stomach began to growl.

"Ahem... the little minister who eats is full of poop. He happened to meet a few old and weak women and children, who were crying and crying. I was so pitiful. I just thought that I had read four books, and it was rare for me to be a gentleman... …" Wen Liang inherited his own princess mother's skill of crushing thoughts, and talked nonsense without any emphasis, and no one interrupted him.

Officials dare not, they are Lord Hou.Gui Xun, the clan, did not dare, because he was the emperor's favored cousin when he was young.

The only emperor who can interrupt is unwilling to interrupt.

One duck is better than three ducks and one show, which is as lively as a vegetable market.

So after about a stick of incense, Wen Liang looked at the few people who were almost drowsy, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. Squat on the white jade statue!"

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The seemingly harmless courtiers shrank their eyes instantly, and then looked mediocre again.

"This is a great joy!! But—" suddenly raised his voice, Wen Liang stretched the tune, sang at his feet, lifted the side of his robe, and knelt down straight, "Old lady Liu is grateful for the kindness of Emperor Zuo. , I originally wanted to report to the officials, but before I left the village, the whole family and even the whole village came with vicious officers and soldiers, surrounded them all, and actually wanted to beat them into tricks and force them to report. Huang Rang's subordinates made it up. The folks didn't want it, so they were imprisoned in the name of plague and flu, and the whole village was imprisoned by the whole county!!! I hope Your Majesty will make the decision!!"

"What?" Fu Mingtian's eyes darkened.There is no such rhetoric in the script, right?

It is said that when he received Fu Ming Tian's beheading, after sending people to quickly accept Jiangnan, he began to think about how to use this matter to create momentum for his bastard.

Killing so many people, mobilizing many interests of the aristocratic family, they are all a group of people with strong bones and muscles. He is not afraid of [-], just in case, only through the power of the people, what is more, the words of "theocracy" , so that people can continue to live leisurely and happily without much trouble.

A way to achieve the best of both worlds makes me want to be bald, but I would like to thank the aristocratic family Guixun for brainstorming.When they secretly sent people to bury the statue, then drugged it, and spread the word about the plague, Fu Mingtian was happy after his face turned black.

The statue of the Goddess of Justice is a replica of the Goddess of Justice, holding the Code in one hand and pointing to the sword in the other. Absolutely God heralds auspiciousness.

This is the reincarnation of Xiezhi, who represents justice in mythology, isn't it?

After the memory was over, Fu Mingtian looked at Wen Liang who was kneeling and crying in shock with a frosty face.

Wen Liang, who knelt down and cried loudly, covered the smile on his mouth, and sneered in his heart, who told those courtiers who were punished by Emperor Zuo to send people to the south of the Yangtze River, trying to poison someone to death over and over again? But my precious son was secretly packed up and controlled by those behind him.

How can there be no reason not to slaughter the fat sheep delivered to the door?

It's nice to have a capable father!

Slightly expressed a little envy to Fu Mingqin, Wen Liang opened and closed his mouth, trying to exaggerate as much as possible, unable to bear the fact that some people couldn't cultivate well, and his expression changed.

Fu Mingtian walked around the courtiers with a half-smile, and said hello three times in a row.

The faces of the people changed again and again.

There is a huge vacancy in the south of the Yangtze River, but the emperor dispatched seven-rank officials in all counties and cities in a short period of time. Except for a few important cities, even the magistrates were replaced by people who were difficult for them to intervene.Some people have already given up because of the emperor's cruelty and decisiveness, but there will always be courtiers who still want to go further after enjoying the wealth and honor.

It's easy to be a pure minister, but difficult to be a powerful minister——

The statue incident spread rapidly, and several families fell from their horses in less than three days.

For a while, everyone in the streets and alleys was talking endlessly.

"Ah, who said I was wrong, tell you that the best friend of my third aunt's nephew's daughter-in-law is working in the Jin Palace, and the Emperor Zuo is a good person!"

"That's right, let's talk about those adults who have become so corrupt, why are they biting Emperor Zuo shamelessly!"

"Thanks to your Majesty's wisdom and martial arts, he was not deceived by the villain!"

"Well, let's see how good your majesty is, and the emperor Zuo is also good, how capable he was in the household department last year, I listen to my nephew..."

"Your Majesty is wise!"

"It's not suitable to go to court, but it's easy to eat meat, and you should eat and cherish it!" Wen Liang touched his neck with a sigh, with a resentful look, "Tsk tsk, greed is not enough to swallow like a snake, Xiao Yezi, are you right? ?”

With the emperor's secret support, Fang Ye, who has long been a leader in Qingliu's reputation, held a teacup, heard the vulgar language outside, and smiled slightly, "Master Hou's heart is lenient, this is the way I learned."

"Can you not be lenient? I was born to be nobler than others. I don't need anything, and no one competes with me!" Wen Liang said with his legs crossed, with a humble face, and suddenly glanced at the figure outside, and the corner of his mouth twitched. Wow, the arc pulled the most, "This person is cheap!! It's not my own, and what I can't get is the best, it's just wishful thinking..."

Looking at the person who came to the door, and hearing the words in his ears, he is not someone who has never experienced romance. There is a lot of information at once. Fang Ye couldn't hold back, the hand holding the teacup shook, and the corners of his mouth twitched. Talking, listening to Wen Liang who continued to chat silently, not knowing what to say.

He has no guts to manage the emperor's private affairs.