In the Heavens

Fengtian Temple

Zhu Houzhao sat on the dragon chair with no love in his life, lazily listening to the ministers' report on "major events in the court and China".

In fact, a major event that can be brought to the court for discussion is actually no longer a major event.

The real major affairs of the country are always discussed behind closed doors by the cabinet, and then handed over to the ceremonial supervisor for approval, and finally reported to the emperor.

However, the power of the supervisor of ceremonies mainly depends on the emperor. If the emperor was diligent and had to look after everything, the right to approve red would become dispensable.

Conversely, if the emperor wants to be lazy, then the supervisor of ceremonies is "without the name of a prime minister, but acting as a prime minister."

There is no doubt that the little emperor in front of him is not a diligent lord. If he hadn't been unable to stand the nagging from the cabinet, he probably wouldn't have even attended the court meeting.

The whole article is full of unnutritious nonsense, or some chronic diseases that cannot be solved at all, or it is to persuade the emperor how to be a wise emperor.

Especially the last point, the most speechless. Perhaps the civil servants themselves don't know what they are doing.

On the one hand, the emperor is required to be diligent, and it is best to work 24 hours a day; on the other hand, he is expected to rule from the bottom of his hand, and entrust the important affairs of governing the world to them, sages and gentlemen.

It is really difficult for them to organize the language in a contradictory memorial, and to prevent people from discovering the problem.

It wasn't until Mou Bin, the Commander of Jinyiwei, came out that Zhu Houzhao became interested: "Your Majesty Qizuo, the hundreds of households in Zhending Mansion have urgently reported that tens of thousands of martial arts people have gathered in the direction of Pingding Prefecture recently, which may endanger the safety of the capital. Please The imperial court sent troops to expel them."

Pingding Prefecture is not an ordinary place. It is known as "the throat of Kyushu and the main area of ​​Shenjing" in the military.

Tens of thousands of martial arts figures have appeared in such a sensitive place, and it is impossible not to attract the attention of the court.

Zhu Houzhao jumped up from the dragon chair, clapped his hands and shouted:

"Very good!"

"Send an order to prepare the army for war, and I want to lead the expedition myself!"

The civil and military officials who did not keep up with the emperor's train of thought stared wide-eyed, obviously being stunned to death.

Zuodu Censor bit the bullet and stepped forward to persuade: "Your Majesty, soldiers, important affairs of the country, the place of death and life, the way of survival, must be investigated."

During the Zhengde Dynasty, censorship was definitely a high-risk job. Just look at Yushitai and you will know that there are only three people left alone.

The rest are either on leave at home, or the defendant is at home on leave. The remaining three people are more knowledgeable about current affairs, even if they are admonishing, there is some logic, rather than mindless spraying.

Of course, as the most powerful censor troll group in history, they will not give in so easily, they are still fighting.

It's just that there are grade restrictions in going to court, not all officials with a little sesame and mung beans can go to the court. Usually people in high positions are relatively timid.

The most important thing is to stand upright and be caught by the emperor. For example, those who asked for leave to recuperate had to choose to compromise because the evidence of guilt fell into the hands of the emperor.

The reason for keeping them is not because Zhu Houzhao is merciful. The main thing is to let them dominate the position, so as not to bring newcomers up and make things difficult for them.

Compared with this group of old trolls who are afraid of death, the combat effectiveness of the younger generation of trolls is obviously stronger. After all, flies do not bite seamless eggs, and the less black spots there are, the more difficult it is to deal with.

As an aspiring emperor, it is not good to go out and beat people every day, let alone beat people for no reason.

Nonsense is nonsense, and Zhu Houzhao has done a very good job in grasping the measure.

While causing the ministers to die, it happened to be above the bottom line of everyone's tolerance, so that they would not directly overturn the table.

"Understood, why are you talking so much? I just want to investigate. I will lead the army myself. What are you afraid of?"

Facing an emperor who could pretend to be confused at any time, all the officials wanted to cry but had no tears.

Every time you speak, you have to think twice before acting, for fear that the emperor will catch a loophole, and then apply fallacies and heresies that come from nowhere.

Liu Jian stepped forward and reminded: "Your Majesty, Taizu Yulu: the affairs of the Jianghu, the Jianghu. These people in the martial arts are going to Heimuya. According to the agreement, the imperial court cannot interfere in the disputes between the Jianghu."

Taizu Yulu couldn't scare Zhu Houzhao, but the consequences of the imperial court's meddling in the disputes between the rivers and lakes made him think twice before acting.

As a martial emperor, Zhu Houzhao paid more attention to the world than any other emperor in the past. It is precisely because he knows too much that he dare not act recklessly.

After contemplating for a while, Zhu Houzhao came up with an explanation that he thought was reasonable: "The affairs of the Jianghu are naturally the Jianghu.

But those bald donkeys didn't make a sound, and led people to run to my house to show off their power. They didn't even know the most common pier worship in the rivers and lakes, so they obviously didn't want to give me face.

They don't give me face first, so it's not too much for me to teach them a lesson, right? "

The emperor talked about the rules of the world, civil and military officials looked at me and I looked at you, none of them knew what to say.

As if thinking of something, Ma Baoheng, the servant of the left military department, suddenly stepped forward and said: "Your Majesty, although the people in the world deserve to die, their martial arts should not be underestimated.

Your Majesty, you are also a martial arts practitioner, you should know how powerful martial arts masters are. Ordinary Beijing soldiers probably couldn't even touch their shadows.

If you want to teach them a lesson, unless they are the masters of the dispatched factory guards, how about letting the people from the East Factory and the West Factory walk together? "

When the factory guard was transferred out of Beijing, Liu Jin's expression darkened when he heard the horrific news.

Regardless of the majesty of the factory guards, if they are really sent out to fight against martial arts masters, they may not be able to gain an advantage.

In particular, this proposal was made by the civil servants. Who knows what will be prepared behind, waiting for them.

If this is a trap, those gangsters in the martial arts who have no kings and laws will directly wipe out the East Factory and the West Factory, and his power base will be over directly.

"The East Factory and the West Factory want to monitor all officials and protect the peace of the capital. Ma Baoheng, what is your intention to transfer the factory guards out of Beijing?"

Without a trace, Liu Jin also gave Jin Yiwei Commander Mou Bin a wave of eye drops. Both the East Factory and the West Factory were mentioned, except that the Jinyiwei was missing, so the emperor couldn't help but think about it.

As a secret service agency, one of the main responsibilities of Jinyiwei is to supervise officials. If there is a connection with the civil servants, then the value of Jinyiwei will not exist.

Naturally, these small actions could not be hidden from Zhengde's eyes. It's just that watching the fighting spirit of his subordinates is also one of the joys of his emperor's career. If everyone is in harmony, then he will really not be able to sleep.

Soon, around the topic of whether to transfer the factory guards out of Beijing, the civil servants and the eunuchs started a war of words.

Ignoring the quarrel among the officials, Zhu Houzhao, who had a strange brain circuit, motioned Liu Jin to come over, and asked in a low voice, "Can we win?"

Liu Jin bit the bullet and replied: "Shaolin Temple claims to be the largest sect in the world, and it holds a pivotal position in the Jianghu. I am afraid that the power of the East Factory and the West Factory alone may be a little bit hanging!"

This is the truth, if you rely on the secret service, you can suppress martial arts. The martial arts sects have long since passed away, and it is impossible for them to survive until now.

Zhu Houzhao did not give up and asked: "What if I go out in person, together with Jingying and Jinyiwei?"

After hesitating for a while, seeing that Zhu Houzhao was getting impatient, Liu Jin replied tremblingly: "It's still a little bit hanging!"

This is no longer an unanswerable question. In Liu Jin's view, his master is the biggest unstable factor.

If the emperor did not personally lead the team, with the power of the imperial court, it would not be a big problem to expel these martial arts people.

But if you add this one in front of you, it's really hard to say.

Although Zhu Houzhao's martial arts is not low, and few of his peers can compare with him, it still cannot make up for the risks brought about by the magical brain circuit.

Past experience guide for the future. The Ming Dynasty suffered from the emperor's personal conquest, and the famous eunuch Wang Zhendu lost his life because of it.

Liu Jin has just reached the pinnacle of her life, she hasn't lived enough yet, and doesn't want to go out with the emperor to find excitement.

Seeing that Zhengde was still dissatisfied, Liu Jin gritted her teeth and said ruthlessly, "Your Majesty, the main problem lies in the Beijing camp.

The Beijing camp seems to have 200,000 soldiers and horses, but those are all figures on paper, the actual figure may not even be half, and there are not even one out of ten soldiers who can fight. "

A dead fellow Taoist will never die a poor Taoist. In order not to affect his family's status, Liu Jin decisively decided to push out the Beijing camp to attract the anger of the emperor.

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The court hall is still noisy, and the battle to defend Heimuya has already begun. Under the command of Shaolin Temple, the Zhengdao coalition forces are launching their offensive in an orderly manner.

I have to admit that Shaolin has a profound heritage, even military talents.

Facing the precipitous Blackwood Cliff, the coalition forces did not follow the common practice in martial arts—sending light kung fu masters to rush upwards, but directly played with the mounding of soil.

I don't know if it was privately hidden by the family, or it was brought by the civil service group, even the crossbow, trebuchet, artillery...these siege equipment were all brought in.

Such a large battle has long been beyond the scope of martial arts fighting. Even if they are preparing to rebel, no one will doubt it.

In a sense, this is also a statement of position from the side, vowing not to give up until the Sun Moon God Sect is killed.