Ming Dynasty, starting from the empty seal case

Chapter 11 Angry Zhu Yuanzhang!
  Swish!
  In an instant.

Almost everyone looked towards Tu Jie.

All the ministers felt that they had heard wrongly, and their eyes were blank at first, and then horrified.

What's more, he dug his ears and shook his head, thinking that he was dreaming!

The atmosphere was silent and eerie.

There was another uproar.

"Be bold!"

"You uttered arrogant words in front of the Holy Master, Tu Jie, are you seeking death?"

"Come here, what are you still doing? Pull this arrogant person out immediately and chop him down!"

The whole court seemed to be in chaos.

The officials were shocked, as if they were stunned.

Why is there such a ridiculous scene in this memorial to the Holy Emperor?
  It's just a memorial to a child, why do you still praise His Majesty for his good killing?

The Fengtian Hall is where the state meets, where hundreds of civil and military officials are present, and where the Holy Emperor personally comes to handle state affairs. What a majestic place it is?

Who is so dissolute?

"Your Majesty, this person has no eyes for you. If you catch him, he will be cut into pieces immediately!"

Someone shouted angrily.

"Presumably this person already knew that he was bound to die, so he did such a crazy thing? This is deceiving the emperor! Kill his nine clans!"

"Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, I have never heard of such a crazy move. Tu Jie, who is this person?"

"Yes, who is this person? Arrest him immediately. I want to see which subordinate in court taught such an arrogant and disrespectful person!"

The officials raised their voices louder and louder, and their anger and shock surged higher and higher.

But even so.

They still couldn't express the absurdity in their minds that was like thunder from the sky just now.

This matter spread...

I'm afraid it's an unprecedented anecdote!

absurd!

What's more important is that upon closer inspection, from the beginning to the present, from the first-grade prime minister to the local subordinate.

Which one is not asking for mercy?

Which one is not talking about the helplessness of the empty seal case?
  As a result, this person made such ridiculous remarks and regarded the majesty of the country's laws as child's play!

Deserve to be punished!

At this time, Tu Jie also swallowed his saliva and suddenly felt a sense of regret.

Shouldn't I have read it out just now?
  However, under His Majesty's force, he had actually made up his mind just now not to dare to recite it again, but after all, he was frightened by the power of the Holy One, so he recited it regardless.

In the current court, if the Holy Emperor expresses his anger, he will also suffer unreasonable disasters.

Think of this.

Looking at this memorial, Tu Jie couldn't help but feel a little annoyed.

From studying poetry to today's court meeting, although he is only a low-ranking student in the sixth grade, who knows how much suffering he has suffered and how many sad past events he has unknown to others?
  Blocking someone's career is like killing their parents!
  His performance today was originally a "secret promise" from the big shot. The Holy Emperor asked him to read the memorial, not to mention the risks, as long as he finished reading it in an orderly manner.

His reputation as a censor can fall into the heart of the Holy Emperor.

Not to mention that Jian is in the Emperor's heart, but to say that he will be promoted to an official position in the future, the Holy Emperor will definitely be impressed.

but now……

All possibilities for the future seem to have been pulled off the cliff by this memorial.

No delusion!

The officials are still angry.

Tu Jie has slowly raised his head, not daring to look at the Holy Lord, but now he has to look.

"Your Majesty? Why don't you... accept this memorial first..."

Needless to say, the owner of this memorial must have known that he was going to die and had completely given up.

In history, there is no such thing as the kind of bastard who was executed in the end and even cursed before leaving in order to be happy!
  But you are happy, but it hurts us miserably.

Today's sage is not Emperor Wen of Han, nor is he Song Renzong who wiped his face and laughed even after Bao Zheng spat in his face.

He is Emperor Hongwu who founded the Ming Dynasty!
  The best way now is to ask the Holy One to stop listening.

There is no need for me to dwell on the road to death and dig a hole for my colleagues!
  If he continues, he doesn’t know what he is saying to insult the Holy One, but if he gets angry, he will die!
  really……

When he really raised his head and looked at Zhu Yuanzhang, His Majesty was really suppressing his anger, and his hands were clenched into fists. Because of the close distance, he even saw the angry eyes that were going to glare at him to death!

it's over... it's over...

Tu Jie cried out sadly in his heart.

"Father..."

But at this moment, Prince Zhu Biao saw this and stepped forward quickly, ready to comfort and persuade.

But the next moment.

Zhu Yuanzhang directly raised his arm to stop Zhu Biao's movement.

Immediately looked towards Tu Jie.

"What are you doing standing still? Keep reading! We want to see what he is going to say?"

"Haha, interesting, interesting..."

"So many memorials have passed, and all we hear are pleas for mercy, or words of last resort."

"But now, there are really daring guys who say we can kill them."

"Keep reading, we want to see, how did he say that we killed well and wonderfully? If he said it, we admit that he is a man, but if he can't say it, let's make his whole clan scream!"

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed angrily, but even a fool could hear the chill in his laughter.

Tu Jie felt bitter in his heart.

He wanted to refuse, but at this time, retreating would mean death. He could only look at his hand. It was obviously a shocking thing written by someone who had just learned to write.

The first one was opened.

Tu Jie was stunned again.

"Your Majesty, this..."

Tu Jie's face looked a little unsightly, even a little red.

Because he felt that he had been greatly humiliated!
  "Read it?" Zhu Yuanzhang suppressed his anger and stared at it completely.

Zhu Biao also looked at it, with a look of helplessness in his eyes.

Even the officials in the court looked at Tu Jie at this moment, and became angry when they noticed that the other party had suddenly stopped.

"Tu Jie, what are you doing? Are you mute?"

"Your Majesty asked you to read, why did you pause so often?"

"Could this memorial be an old friend of yours? You're still hiding it for him now."

There were angry rebuke from time to time, and it was obvious that they were following Zhu Yuanzhang's words after seeing his expression.

"This... Sir, don't talk nonsense. It's hard for me to ignore this memorial..."

however.

If we talk about Tu Jie before, his heart was filled with resentment.

But now, he is already a little speechless.

How does he pronounce this first line?
  Seeing His Majesty looking over, he didn't dare to delay, since he had already broken the sky just now.

Immediately, his voice sounded again.

"Your Majesty, Wan'an... my son, my son Su Xian, is the son of Su Guiyuan, who is under the jurisdiction of the Hubu Prefecture and is inspected by the Ministry of Education!"

"and many more!"

Sure enough, after he finished reading.

The Holy Sage's eyes, originally full of anger, immediately looked at him, and it seemed that even he himself found it extremely absurd.

"What you just read was children? A child... from the household department, from the nursing school? The son of the school inspector?"

"You mean, this memorial was written by a child?"

"It's a child, saying we can kill well?"

Zhu Yuanzhang stood up directly.

Was it a child's tone just now?
  On the side, Zhu Biao also felt dumbfounded, feeling that the current situation seemed to be a bit beyond expectations.

At the same time, Zhu Yuanzhang also looked aside.

"Tobe!"

"Where are the people from the Ministry of Household Affairs? Identify this person. Is he in the Ministry of Household Affairs? The Zhaomo Institute under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of Household Affairs inspects the school. What's wrong?"

Tu Jie responded promptly: "Your Majesty, Su Guiyuan?"

"Yes, that's the name!"

"Tobu, tell me."

As soon as these words came out.

The eyes of the entire hall were all focused on a group of officials from the Ministry of Revenue.

Wang Lifu, Shangshu of the Ministry of Revenue, felt his heart skip a beat.

The Ministry of Revenue's Zhaomo Institute is an eighth-grade vacancy, and the inspection school is a ninth-grade vacancy.

How could such a big official know?

He looked behind him, only to find that the eyes of all the officials from the Ministry of Revenue were all looking behind him, and finally stopped at the back, on a sixth-grade official in charge.

"Return to Your Majesty..."

Seeing the civil and military officials of the court, even His Majesty's eyes were fixed on this place.

Usually when he goes to court, he is just the head of the household department who hides behind everyone.

Immediately he walked out tremblingly, and even his voice was growing.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, there is indeed an inspector of the Zhaomo Institute named Su Guiyuan."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slowly and asked directly: "Does he have a son?"

"Have!"

"Hmph! He's so brave. They say he's young and passionate, and he knows a few words, but he dares to write a memorial for his father? Where did he go to school? And which gentleman taught him?"

"I'm afraid he's twelve or thirteen years old if he can write memorials. He should be sensible at such an old age. Doesn't he know that this is deceiving the emperor! And you, the Ministry of Household Affairs..."

Wu Wenyong became more and more frightened.

As officials from the Ministry of Household Affairs, they were able to escape from the "empty seal case" this time because they burned high incense.

Being able to go to court now means that although he and others are still on the edge of the cliff, they have not yet gone down.

If this memorial were to be pushed down, it would be pushed down.

That's bad luck.

Immediately, Wu Wenyong hurriedly said: "Your Majesty, this son is not the 14th or 15th grader."

Zhu Yuanzhang's words were interrupted and his eyes narrowed immediately.

"Ok?"

"It is said that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers..." Wu Wenyong, the head of the household department, raised his head with some pain in his head.

The sound was faint and weak.

"This boy, this boy is only six years old!"

"what?"

Suddenly, Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes widened and he roared, "Six years old?!!"

(End of this chapter)