Cannon Fodder Is King [Transmigration]

The ministers wanted to persuade him again, but Meng Zezhi acted arbitrarily, not allowing others to be beaked: "That's the thing to say, retreat."

The officials looked at each other. Is this still the gentle and humble Royal Highness Ning in their memory?

Or is it that he was originally this temperament, the former amiable and courteous corporal pretended to be?

It's too deep to hide it!

What's more, the emperor is too strong, and it is not a good thing for the courtiers.

The ministers couldn't help falling into deep anxiety.

After the dynasty, Meng Zezhi said to Tao An: "You should do it yourself for the Tang king (eighth prince). For the sake of him calling me the fifth brother, you can give him a decent way to die."

"Yes." Tao An hurriedly bowed, and then he seemed to think of something: "Long live, how do you deal with the family of King Tang, and Princess Liu in the palace?"

Meng Zezhi had a meal. Even though the eighth prince was less than a year younger than him, he was married early. With the concubine and concubine full of the yard, he had five sons alone. ...

Concubine Liu is the mother concubine of the Eighth Prince.

Meng Zezhi thought for a while, and said, "Send Princess Liu to the Baohua Hall, so that she can practice cultivation. As for the Tang Princess and the descendants of the Tang King...just send it to guard the imperial tomb. The rest are waiting, all sold as slave."

Not to blame for his cruelty, but to blame them for the misfortune of the Eighth Prince.

"Yes." Tao An took the order.

In the prison of the clan mansion.

The Eighth Prince slumped in the corner of the wall, his body was tightly tied, and his mouth was stuffed with a cloth towel. The two bones were deeply sunken, staring blankly at the floor tiles under his feet, motionless.

From the hatred and unwillingness at the beginning to the depression now, more than a month was enough to extinguish his fighting spirit.

At this moment, there was a loud noise outside the cell.

"Oh, isn't this Duke Tao, you are..."

"By long live will..."

As he said, the sound of footsteps got closer and closer.

The eighth prince raised his head and saw the person coming. His heart like a stagnant water instantly stirred up waves of waves, his pupils tightened, and blue veins on his forehead appeared.

Tao An——

The jailer quickly took out the key to open the cell door.

Tao Anju looked at the Eighth Prince condescendingly, sneered, turned around and said to the officials and jailers: "Okay, you can go down first."

"Yes."

A group of people retired respectfully, leaving only the two eunuchs brought by Tao An to guard the gate.

Tao An just lifted the robe, bent over and entered the cell. After standing still, he said leisurely: "His Royal Highness, it's been a long time since I saw you."

The eyes of the eighth prince flashed with an uncontrollable anger, matched with the appearance of a disheveled hair, like an enraged lion.

Tao Anpi smiled without a smile, squatted down, and reached out to pull out the cloth towel from the eighth prince's mouth.

"Pooh."

With a spit on Tao An's face, the eighth prince gasped roughly and cursed happily: "The castrated thief is indeed an unfamiliar white-eyed wolf."

"Heh." Tao An was not annoyed. He pulled out a veil from his sleeves and slowly wiped the saliva on his face, and then said: "Don't dare to be a white-eyed wolf, how can a miscellaneous family compare to Wang Wang? Your Highness, you are someone who can kill even your own father, and I am just scheming."

"Tao An, you are cruel." The Eighth Prince gritted his teeth.

Tao An chuckled lightly and only said: "If I were you, and everything is up to this point, I should shrink my neck and be a talent. Do you think you are still the high-ranking Prince Tang?"

The eighth prince's pupils tightened: "Why, Gu Shian finally figured out how to deal with me?"

He has no fear, anyway, no matter how bad he is, he won't be worse than he is now.

"You guessed it right."

After laughing, Tao An's eyes darkened, and he waved his hand: "Following the will of Long live, Gu Shihuai, the offender, will be judged by himself."

Only saw a little **** behind him stand up with a set of wine utensils.

"What are you talking about?" The Eighth Prince looked confused and said with a look of disbelief: "How dare he, I'm his brother, is he not afraid of poking his spine in the future? There are also hundreds of civil and military officials. How could the emperor uncle agree?"

Tao An held up a glass of poisonous wine: "How can it be impossible, do you think that after you know that the Emperor was poisoned by me, there is still a way to survive?"

Looking at the wine glass in Tao An's hand, a panic flashed across the Eighth Prince's face, and even his tone was a little messy: "Tao An, I ask myself if I have no grievances against you, why did you harm me like this?"

"No grievances and no enmity?" Tao An grabbed his chin and said coldly, "His Royal Highness Tang Wang really forgets things. Do you remember that fifteen years ago, you used to be a pony rider. , But because of a fever and uncomfortable hands and feet, you accidentally dropped you to the ground, but the old **** who you clearly ordered to be beaten to death in the end?"

The eighth prince reluctantly suppressed the panic in his heart, thinking about it carefully, but found nothing, he still remembers these trivial things.

"Heh." Tao An sneered, saying word by word: "The old **** is my foster father."

This is also the main reason why when Xiao Clan came to the door, he did not hesitate to choose to betray Emperor Guangde.

After speaking, he took the wine glass and poured wine into the eighth prince's mouth.

"No, puff..." The Eighth Prince resisted desperately, no matter how much else he could care about.

Seeing all the wine in the cup spilled out, Tao An kept doing it, taking the jug from the tray held by the young eunuch, and poured it into the eighth prince's mouth.

"And your big son, don't even want to run away. It's a pity that your mother-in-law is a sister-in-law. At any rate, she was also a famous beauty. Don't worry, I will find someone to take good care of her."

"You..." The eighth prince was about to split, opened his mouth inadvertently, and was filled with a sip of wine: "No, woo..."

Tao An is reluctant and unforgiving: "And your princess and children, where is the imperial tomb, isn't it normal to die one or two people every year. Don't worry, they will be sent to the underworld before the miscellaneous family dies." meet you."

After finishing speaking, he let go, panting lightly, watching the ground curled up, his nose and tears muddled his face, the eighth prince desperately trying to spit out the poisonous wine in his stomach, took the little **** next to him and handed it over. Handkerchief, wipe clean the alcohol spilled on your hands.

"Tao An, you, you are bound to die..."

Within a short time, the poisonous wine broke out, and the eighth prince grabbed the ground with his head, and his body convulsed.

"You are really wrong about this." Tao An casually threw the handkerchief on the eighth prince's face, leaning to his ear, and whispered: "Long live today but my nephew, as long as I abide by my duty, It’s not a problem for a good end to come."

Hearing this, the pupils of the Eighth Prince instantly enlarged in a circle.

Tao An's expression was cheerful: "You guessed it right, Long Live Today is indeed not the kind of your family."

"puff--"

The handkerchief covering his face was soaked with blood, and his neck was stubborn, and the person lost his breath.

It's actually a dead end.

Tao An snorted softly, all relaxed, he stood up, patted the non-existent dust on his robe, and said, "Go back."

That night, Meng Zezhi received a memorial from Qian Boyu (the son of Zheng Guogong, and Meng Ze’s famous uncle).

"Good, good." Meng Zezhi couldn't help himself.

"Hurray, what is the happy event that makes you so happy?" Tao An, who was waiting by the side, asked with a smile.

Meng Zezhi didn’t mind sharing his joy with him. He sighed with relief: “Good news, all the Japanese pirates entrenched in the Southeastern provinces have been wiped out, and a total of more than 6,000 enemies have been wiped out. Our army has only suffered more than 200 casualties. People, the Japanese threat on the southeast coast has been eliminated."

"Congratulations, long live congratulations." Tao An immediately bowed to congratulate.

Meng Zezhi opened his eyes and smiled and was able to win the battle, indicating that the purpose of training troops has been achieved, and then he can proceed with maritime trade with confidence.

"Li Lan, decree."

"Yes." Li Lan from Zhongshushe replied immediately.

Meng Zezhi asked him to write four imperial edicts in total.

First, the Ming Shenji battalion dispatched 3,000 officers and men to **** 2,000 muskets, and the 15,000 base number of ammunition went south to support Qian Boyu.

The second is to order Qian Boyu as the principal envoy and Liu Wenshan as the deputy envoy. He led 10,000 soldiers, led one hundred warships, and seventy treasure ships (originally there were only 40 ships, and the remaining 30 ships were the most recent ones. (Moon-made) on a mission to the West, it is allowed to prepare a number of entourages such as luxes, compradors, translators, etc. on their own.

The third is to order the emperor and merchant's family to deliver the goods such as silk porcelain, match soap and other goods prepared earlier to the fleet.

Fourth, Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of Lifetime and Engineering went to the southeast coastal provinces to build forts and strengthen coastal defense.

After doing this, Meng Ze is relaxed and happy.

He did everything he needed to do, and then waited for the real money to fall into his pocket continuously.

Because of this incident, Meng Zezhi was in a very good mood for the next few days, until the fifth day of August—

"Boom boom..."

The dull drum sound awakened Meng Zezhi. He was half asleep and half awake: "What's the matter?"

Wang Guangzhi (Tao An's godson) hurried in: "Long live the enlightenment, someone beat the Dengwen drum?"

Deng Wengu?

Meng Zezhi swept away the sleepiness in his mind, and sat up with a brush.

The ancients have always said that drumming is not the same as the big drum in front of the government office. The Dengwen Drum is a big drum hanging outside the Meridian Gate. It is the emperor's drum.

According to the "Law of Da Yang," non-enemy soldiers besieged the city, the prince is driving, and the people have grievances. Fandeng heard the drum, no matter what the emperor was doing, he had to go to court.

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