Daming: Insist on 60 billion explosive soldiers unwaveringly

But this is not Zhu Youzhu's true strength, the strength of the tip of Zhu Youzhu's iceberg is gradually revealed...

Chapter 428

Zhu Youchen was full of pride in Yinan City, but at this moment Chongzhen was awakened from the dream, and sat up from the dragon chair with a bang.

"Hu, hu, hu..."

Chongzhen panted heavily, a trace of lingering fear flashed in his haggard eyes, and soon he felt his back was icy cold.

"It turned out to be a dream!"

Chongzhen heaved a sigh of relief, but the whole person was not relaxed, and even looked much more anxious than before.

He thought about it all night, and thought a lot. He just felt that Daming at this moment seemed to have a huge net, relying on Zhu Youchen's hand, directly enveloping him.

In the end, I didn't even know how to fall asleep.

At this moment, I feel a little dizzy and my whole body is a little weak, but looking at the bright sky outside, 26 is in a hurry to get up.

"Today, however, the court meeting was delayed."

While speaking, all kinds of things from yesterday flowed through Chongzhen's mind, and he said anxiously: "Time is waiting for me!"

He is a diligent emperor, but also an extremely self-disciplined emperor.

Since yesterday he already said that he would redouble his efforts to rejuvenate Daming, Chongzhen definitely did not just talk about it.

While Chongzhen was thinking, Wang Chengen, who was outside, heard the movement and led many young eunuchs in, waiting for Chongzhen to wash up.

"Hurry up, the ministers are already waiting anxiously."

The little eunuchs around immediately sped up their movements and cleaned up Chongzhen as quickly as possible.

No matter how tired Chongzhen was, he was also the emperor of the Ming Empire, so prestige was very important.

However, today's Chongzhen had something on his mind. After cleaning his face and tidying his hair, Chongzhen waved his hand to stop everyone, and immediately hurried towards Fengtian Temple.

At this moment, the entire Fengtian Temple has completely become a vegetable market, and the buzzing sound of discussions resounds throughout the Fengtian Temple.

A censor stood on the right side of the platform, his eyes were full of sternness, he stared at the dark group of officials below, but he kept shouting:

"Silence! Silence!"

His loud words echoed clearly in the entire Fengtian Hall, and the sound stopped abruptly, but in less than three seconds, the buzzing sound resounded in the court hall.

There was a flash of helplessness in the upper censor's eyes, knowing that it was impossible to completely silence the discussion below at this moment.

Thinking of this, the censor couldn't help looking at Bi Ziyan who was at the front, his dark face twitched, and he sighed in his heart: "Master Shangshu, why bother to come!"

However, a look of admiration flashed across his eyes.

But it was also fleeting, and then restarted to maintain the silence of the entire court.

However, allowing the censors to clean up the discipline of the hall still couldn't stop the discussion in the court.

What happened in the imperial study room yesterday spread throughout the entire capital in just one night. At this moment, not to mention the officials in the main hall, even the people in the capital have heard about it.

Bi Ziyan, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs, wants everyone in the world to pay the autumn grain tax uniformly this time, including the gentry all over the world, as long as they have land, everyone must pay grain this time, and money is not allowed to replace it.

Such news caused an uproar in the entire capital that night.

It's just that the vast majority of people don't know the specific news, so they can only discuss it in secret, but the thousands of officials in the court today know it clearly.

Today, Chongzhen will discuss this matter together in Fengtian Hall.

While speaking, all the people stared at Bi Ziyan, the Minister of the Household Department at the very front, and whispered to each other, and the humming discussion sounded like a tide in the hall.

"Bi Shangshu really dared to mention it today. Look at his posture, this time he is going to do a big job!!"

"That's not okay. It's a trivial matter to offend my colleagues like me if this continues, but it's officials and gentry all over the world who will be offended."

"Fart colleagues, people are going to take our respective families to the knife, what kind of colleagues are you?"

"Your words are too much. Bi Shangshu is always for Daming, not for himself."

"Yoyo, you Jiangnan people have a lot of food, so you can stand and talk without back pain..."

"That's enough! It's always Shang Shu, who is in a hurry to follow the power. If there is no other way, why is Shang Shu here?"

The chaotic words of a group of people gradually filled with the smell of gunpowder, and the officials below couldn't even suppress the anger in their hearts, and they were about to roll up their court clothes and start working in this hall.

"Silence!" "What are you doing?" "Do you want to go to Yushitai Prison?"

Fortunately, the censors of Zhandian discovered this situation in time, and strictly maintained the discipline of the court, and did not really let such a thing happen.

If not, today's court meeting has not yet started, and it is probably over.

It's just that although the dispute in the court hall was under control, the smell of gunpowder in Fengtian Hall was getting heavier and heavier, and the whole court hall gradually felt a sense of tension.

Such a scene made the censor on the platform shake his head secretly, and was even dissatisfied with Chongzhen's decision in his heart:

"Hey! Your Majesty wants me to wait for a discussion. Why do you need to discuss this kind of thing? It will definitely not work out. It's better for Qiankun to be arbitrary."

Thinking of this, the black-faced censor looked at the big bosses at the front, and his eyes froze.

Something is wrong! .

Chapter 429

"The expressions of all the elders and the capital censor are not right."

On the platform, the imperial censor Wang Heng glanced at the six ministers standing at the front and the imperial censors on the left and right, his heart sank immediately.

At this moment, all the bigwigs of the imperial court standing in the front were all face down, it was almost clear that they had written their thoughts on their faces.

Seeing this scene, Wang Heng's heart trembled, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes: "How is this possible?"

Whoever can gain a foothold in the court, who is not deeply attached to the palace, but who can sit in the position of the boss of the court, whoever is the kind of palace that does not change when the Mount Tai collapses in front of it.

But now.

Almost all the bigwigs in the court showed signs of anxiety and worry.

Watching this scene, Wang Heng's heart sank suddenly, and he already understood in his heart that something big happened!

And it is definitely not related to the collection of autumn grain by Bi Ziyan, the Minister of the Ministry of household affairs.

When Wang Heng thought of these things in his mind, his breathing became stagnant, and his heart suddenly became tense.

"What exactly happened?"

But at this moment, no one told him at all.

Suddenly, there was a loud crackling sound of whips outside, and then a vigorous shout resounded outside Fengtian Hall.

"Morning morning, Your Majesty!!!"

In an instant, all the courtiers inside and outside the main hall fell to their knees on the ground. Amidst the shouts of "Long Live the Emperor", Chongzhen led Wang Chengen straight into the main hall, passing through the dense crowd of courtiers onto the platform.

With a flick of the dragon robe, Chongzhen slowly sat on the dragon chair, glanced down at the hall, and said in a deep voice, "Pingshen 々々!"

Chongzhen's voice was hoarse after staying up all night, and the little eunuch next to him immediately handed him a cup of warm ginseng soup.

Chongzhen took it and took a sip. Accompanied by a bitter-sweet taste of licorice, Chongzhen suddenly felt his stomach warm up, and his whole body became energetic.

He is so busy with clothes and food, without such ginseng soup, he can't concentrate and concentrate at all.

After Chongzhen's words fell, the dark group of officials below immediately stood up like a tide.

Chongzhen put the ginseng tea in his hand on the imperial case, then turned his head to look at Wang Heng who was beside him, and asked in a deep voice, "Qiandu Yushi, is everyone here?"

While speaking, Chongzhen leaned his hand on the armrest, but his eyes scanned the faces nearby.

Hearing this, Wang Heng immediately turned around and cupped his hands and replied, "Your Majesty, at this moment there are 750 officials of all sizes in Beijing and China. Except for 19 people on sick leave, there are still [-] people who have not yet arrived."

Hearing this, a gloomy look flashed across Chongzhen's eyes, and he immediately said, "One hundred and five people haven't arrived yet?"

It's okay if one or two don't arrive.

However, one hundred and five people did not arrive?

Chongzhen's anger came up in an instant, and the body that had been sitting down suddenly stood up, and said in a stern tone:

"I don't think that all the officials below will be so negligent of their duties that they dare to be absent from the court meeting for the sake of the Ming Dynasty night?"

"What use do I want these people? Those who are absent today will be dismissed immediately, Jin Yiwei will arrest them and put them in prison, and find out whether they have other crimes."

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was shocked.

How does this work?

Just because of absence?

How can this convince the public?

Even the six ministers at the front and others looked up at Chongzhen in shock.

There must be people who do not go to court.

However, there were absolutely no courtiers who dared to shirk the Great Court Meeting, and there must have been an accident in the middle.

The situation in Daming has changed dramatically recently, and things in the capital are extremely complicated, and all the yamen are extremely busy.

Maybe I was too busy and forgot the time, or I just fell ill and the note hasn't been delivered yet.

It's just that no matter what the situation is, Chongzhen's simple and crude methods are a bit too much.

However, when they wanted to justify a few words for the officials below, they found that Chongzhen's gloomy gaze was looking directly at them, their hearts sank, and the words on their lips stopped immediately.

The next moment, Chongzhen's stern scolding sounded in their ears:

"¨The six ministers must reorganize their ministries after returning home. The ministers are well aware of the situation in the Ming Dynasty at this moment. The imperial court's salary is not the time to support waste, and it is even more unbearable at this moment."

Hearing this, everyone's heart was chilled, even the six ministers and others standing in the front were also chilled at the moment.

Chongzhen's words directly hurt everyone's hearts.

He even slapped six ministers in the face without caring.

Even though no one said it at the moment, Bi Ziyan and the others were ashamed and angry, saying such words in front of the officials was simply a face-to-face humiliation.

They are the leaders of the officials, not the servants of the emperor.

(get Wang Zhao)

Bi Ziyan and others didn't know why Chongzhen changed so much overnight, but it must be related to yesterday's conversation.

It's not that they can't think of some problems, but they all know they can't think of them.

Helpless, chilling.

The six people had no choice but to accept what Chongzhen had said, and they stood up and clapped their hands and replied, "Your servant will obey the order!"

The loud voice reverberated in the main hall, and the impression of Chongzhen Shengjun in their hearts faded again for many teams.

This time, it wasn't just them, even the other courtiers in the court felt the same way at the moment, and immediately bowed down one by one.

However, they don't know that the Chongzhen at this moment is getting more and more angry...

Chapter 430

In Fengtian Hall, Chongzhen looked at the dark ministers below, the more he thought about it, the more angry he became.

"It's no wonder I'm so diligent in governing, but Daming hasn't improved at all. It's all because of these moths!"

"It's not my fault, it's all the officials who misled me!"

Chongzhen's eyes turned red in an instant, his whole face was instantly gloomy like a thunderstorm, his whole body was trembling with anger, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Da Ming has plenty of officials. Without these slack moths, my Ming will be able to thrive."

Chongzhen was already full of distrust towards the civil society, which was inherited from his brother.

He always felt that if the officials below could fulfill their duties, the entire Ming Dynasty would definitely not be what it is now.

After Zhu Youchen's incident, such distrust expanded infinitely in Chongzhen's heart.