Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty: Suppress the mythical martial arts at the beginning!

Chapter 17 Who wins among the censors? ! ! !

At night, in an inn somewhere.

The room is very spacious, but there is only one bright spot.

In the bright place, there is a person sitting.

I don’t know the gender, and it’s hard to tell whether I’m tall or short.

White hat, white dress, white pants, white boots.

Yiran is dressed like a scholar, but the details of her clothes don't look like a scholar.

The posture is weird, but it makes people feel very free.

He held a white fan and unfolded it, but there was no word on it. It covered his face so that people could not see its appearance clearly.

This is the leader of Baixiao Hall, Bai Xiaosheng.

Like its organization, Bai Xiaosheng is also shrouded in mystery. No one knows its origins, and even whether its name is authentic or not is unclear.

However, he is such a weird person, and he is indeed the leader of Baixiao Hall.

While he was sitting, he suddenly put away his fan, and the pale and colorless mask underneath was revealed again.

As if the time had come, Bai Xiaosheng stood up quietly, as if singing a one-man show, or as if announcing something to someone, and said:
"Shunya!"

"On September [-]th, on the night of the full moon, the duel between Ye Gucheng and Ximen Chuixue has become known to the world."

The voice sounded like a storyteller, with a bit of a dramatic edge to it, making it hard to figure out.

Just like how he dressed.

"However, the whole world knows it, even if the whole world doesn't know it."

"When heroes from all over the world are gathered together in one place, who in the government can't help but doubt it?"

"I have been dormant for many years, just for this moment!"

"When the eyes of all the people in the world are focused on those in the world, that will be the day when great achievements will be made."

When Bai Xiaosheng said the word "great cause", his tone suddenly dropped and became extremely sinister.

"Fifteen months later!"

"Take advantage of the chaos in the capital!"

"The stage is set, and someone will secretly assassinate Emperor Zhu Yijun!"

As soon as these words came out, something seemed to be surging in the undercurrent.

It's like cheering, but also like worry.

However, the darkness makes it difficult for people to see the truth.

However, ignoring this, Bai Xiaosheng still talked about himself.

"It doesn't matter if it doesn't succeed."

"The mountains and rivers will always be there in the future. As long as the breath is not exhausted, we will have a stage to play!"

……

The next day.

above the hall.

All the officials knelt down under the main hall, and the whole hall was peaceful and quiet.

All the officials are waiting for the emperor to come to court.

However, they never expected what kind of big job the emperor had prepared for them today.

When he walked into the court, Zhu Yijun did not discuss matters as usual. He slowly opened a memorial and asked in a deep voice.

"I wonder what you, dear friends, do you think about the 'Top of the Forbidden City'?"

Hearing this, Baiguan felt a chill in his heart, and unconsciously clenched the wat board in his hand.

None of them knew why His Majesty would raise this issue, but they were certain that today's court meeting would be an unforgettable one for them.

Looking at the kneeling officials of His Highness, Zhu Yijun continued.

"I heard that there has been a bet in the market recently to block the majesty of the Ming Dynasty. Have you made any bets?"

"Tell me how much you deposited!"

Upon hearing this, the courtiers immediately smelled a hint of terror.

Although His Majesty is chatting pleasantly at the moment, the political affairs involved are enough to kill people!
"Your Majesty, anyone who insults the imperial court should be punished as a traitor!"

"However, your majesty's remarks are not worth mentioning. At present, your majesty is asking your majesty to put government affairs first!"

Zhu Yijun looked at the officials in the hall. Except for Zhang Juzheng, Gao Gong and others, they all rebuked the rumors.

Each of these people behaved like disloyal ministers and wise men, as if those who remained silent at this moment were disloyal and sycophants.

"The right minister of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the Imperial Censor Wang Lian!" Zhu Yijun shouted in a deep voice, his words very peaceful and kind.

"Chen is here!"

Wang Lian slowly walked out of the ranks of ministers and bowed to Zhu Yijun.

"How much did you bet?"

Hearing this, Wang Lian felt as if he had been hit in the head with a stick, and was stunned on the spot.

There was a layer of sweat on the old man's forehead.

"My lord, I don't know what your Majesty is talking about."

Wang Lian hesitated to squeeze out a few words.

However, the atmosphere in the court room instantly solidified to freezing point, and everyone held their breath.

Quietly waiting for the storm to come, many people silently wiped the sweat from their foreheads and swallowed their saliva.

Zhu Yijun said nothing, staring straight at the right-hand censor of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

On the opposite side, Wang Lian's legs were trembling and his eyes were flickering. He wanted to explain something, but he was afraid of saying something sinful when he spoke.

"Your Majesty, I. I am old. Please allow me to take off my armor and return to my fields!"

Zhu Yijun ordered loudly to the Jin Yiwei on the side.

"Catch the traitor!"

In an instant, several soldiers wearing flying fish uniforms suddenly poured out of the hall, each holding a sharp knife and heading towards the courtiers.

"Your Majesty, I know the crime! I know the crime!"

When Wang Lian saw this, he knelt down and shouted at the top of his lungs.

Upon seeing this, the other ministers on the side acted as if it had never happened.

But Qi Qilili's shouts echoed throughout the hall.

This movement immediately frightened the officials who were facing forward into panic, and they knelt down one after another.

Zhu Yijun stood up, took the court palm, and slapped it hard on the ground.

The courtiers were like a flock of docile sheep, immediately at peace.

"Okay, if you say you know your guilt, then tell me clearly!"

The old minister spoke incoherently and started talking in a panic.

"I have been an official for many years. I occasionally made omissions and took the money I owed. This crime cannot be punished."

"It is even more unreasonable to form cliques and pursue private interests."

"I deserve to die, I deserve to die!"

"What else?" Zhu Yijun frowned and continued to ask.

This question was unexpected to the old minister. He stammered and said anxiously:

"Chen...Chen..."

Zhu Yijun lost all his patience, and as soon as he stood up in court, he listed his crimes:

"Still pretending to be stupid?!"

"Last night, 'Xiaoyao Gong' gambled heavily on the 'Top of the Forbidden City' in the gambling house and spent a lot of money. How happy was he?!"

When the old minister heard this, he still resisted and said repeatedly that he didn't know.

Zhu Yijun became even more angry when he heard this. He immediately asked the eunuch accompanying him to get a piece of letter paper, faced it and read aloud:
"I don't know? Well, I'll help you remember it!"

"At the first watch, if there are people coming from the house, if there are too many lanterns hanging on the door of the house, they will be used to 'Ximen Chuixue'."

"If there are more incense and lights, it will suppress 'Ye Gucheng'."

"Converting the difference, one lamp is worth five hundred silver taels."

"Second watch, cars are coming out of the house. The first car is red, the second car is red, the third car is blue, and the fourth car is red."

"The money is in the box under the ruts of the blue cart on the eighth crossing."

"'Xiaoyao Gong' stays."

After reciting, he put his hands behind his back and stared at the executed veteran.

"Using the official code, it took Wenyuan Pavilion half an hour to break through."

"Familiar?"

Facing Zhu Yijun's loud reprimand, the old minister's face was already ashen, and his mouth opened and closed like a goldfish, but he did not spit out a sound.

(End of this chapter)