"Oh, it's my third brother. You are not in Tongshan to continue to guard the coastal defense for the court, but why did you suddenly come back to Anping?"

Zheng Zhihu was also sarcastic and sneered:

"Listen, Tongshan guards Qianhu, and you can't let a single word go. That dog emperor asked you to be Qianhu, who had been a Qianhu for several years, and you forgot your brother?"

Zheng Hongkui looked at Zheng Zhibao, but he wanted to speak but stopped.

"What do you think you are?" Zheng Zhibao choked back at Zheng Zhihu, then turned around and said, "Brother, did Yu Shuai do your move?"

Zheng Zhilong didn't reply for a while, his eyes were unstable.

Zheng Zhibao looked disbelief, and he felt dizzy on his head. He took a few steps before stopping, and roared loudly: "Brother, you are confused!"

"What has the Zheng family relied on to develop to this level over the years? Isn't it an imperial edict from the emperor sitting in the capital?"

Zheng Zhilong finally couldn't help it, and the smile he pretended to be unable to maintain, and said lightly: "Third brother, do you still remember what our brother said?"

Zheng Zhibao was stunned and said, "Remember, of course I remember!"

"But you have changed!" Zheng Zhilong suddenly glared fiercely, "The world is so big, from west to east, the Ming Dynasty is nothing!"

"Our Zheng family must always be held back under this corrupt court?"

"We brothers work together to free up our hands to break out into a world, scattered over the vast waves of the sea, and be the kings of the sea!"

"But you, because of a small thousand-familiar family, are timid and confronting your family. Look at yourself!"

"Are you still the third brother who was not afraid of heaven and earth, and was only focused on doing big things with me?"

Zheng Zhibao leaned dejectedly on the stone pillar and did not speak for a long time.

It took me a long time to slowly raise my head.

"Brother, it's not that I have changed, it's that you have changed."

"Me?" Zheng Zhilong sneered, "I have never changed. Whether I was lying in Li Dan and pretending to surrender to the court, or now, my heart has never changed."

"Tell you the truth, I didn't kill Yu Zizao. Everyone wants Yu Zizao to die. I just went with the flow and gave me a favor."

"How clear do you think your loyal court is?"

"Take it yourself and see if there are any so-called Qingliu Zhongzheng and any humeral officers from the court who cooperated with me!"

Zheng Zhibao picked up the letters that Zheng Zhilong threw and checked them one by one. The more he looked, the more he became more frightened and shocked.

Zhou Jiamo, Minister of Personnel.

The Minister of War was appointed as the Governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, and He Shijin, the Governor of Guangdong.

Fujian Governor Nan Juyi.

Nanjing Xuanke Department Ambassador Wu Shun, Fujian Navy General Jin Shenghuan, Linhuai Marquis Li Zushu, Huaining Marquis Sun Weicheng, Anyuan Marquis Liu Zuochang...

This series of names was originally indisputable, but now they all came together due to the reform of the garrison station, trying every means to obstruct the new policy.

From the current dynasty officials to local border officials, to the military generals who hold real power and the nobles in Nanjing, there are countless local civil and military officials.

Even among them, there is a figure of the eunuch party who was regarded as a confidant by the emperor.

How many people have moved the ward?

So they were so desperate that they even abandoned the original opposition and rushed forward to obstruct the new policy.

Zheng Zhibao's worldview collapsed. He put down the letters and watched them thrown into the fire by his second brother Zheng Zhihu and burned to ashes.

Zheng Zhihu burned the letter and sneered: "I know now. Even if we don't participate in this matter, the people in the court will do it themselves."

"At that time, Yu Zizao will die at the hands of their own people."

Zheng Zhilong was full of confidence and smiled again on his face, asking, "Third brother, do you still want to be loyal to the court when you see these?"

When Zheng Zhibao heard this, he shook his head and said:

"Brother, if I am not an official of the court now, I can continue to be your third brother, but now, I am a thousand households in the court first, and then a member of the Zheng family."

"No matter how far our Zheng family can develop in the future, we will be Han people after all, and our roots are not on the sea, but on the Ming Dynasty."

"Brother, stop and submit these evidences to the capital. Your Majesty will definitely-"

"Zheng Zhibao!" Zheng Zhilong didn't expect that this boy would be so stubborn, and shouted: "Open the court, shut up the court, be loyal to such a court, what can we get?"

Zheng Zhibao seemed to have expected him to be like this, and said sadly: "What, do you want to kill me? Kill your own brother?"

Zheng Zhilong's chest kept rising and falling, and after a long time, he said coldly:

"No, I won't kill you. I will let you see with your own eyes to see how outrageous you are, and see if this court deserves your loyalty!"

Zheng Zhibao stood up staggeringly, turned around and walked. After walking a few steps, he suddenly turned around and said sadly:

"From today, your brothers' fate is approaching. Let's meet again. You are a thief in the Zheng family and I am a thousand households in the court."

After saying that, he gradually left.

Zheng Xing stood up and said, "Brother, do you want me to send someone to chase you?"

Zheng Zhilong understood what he meant and did have this idea, but after thinking about it for a while, he finally sighed and said:

"He is my brother after all, and he wants to be loyal to the court, so let him go."

"With him, our Zheng family can dominate Haibo."

......

The rain in the capital took several days.

The filth on the street was washed away and was discharged into the moat along the complete underground waterway system of Beijing, and then flowed into the deeper sea farther away.

The streets were clean, but the heavy rains over the past few days caused dark clouds to spread over the capital, which added a touch of gloom to the already heavy hearts.

"Your Majesty, the rain has stopped."

Zhu Youxiao looked at the sky that was still gloomy and did not see any improvement on his face. He just said no, then turned around and walked to the imperial desk and sat down.

It has been seven days since the news of Yu Zizao's death returned to the capital. Zhu Youxiao visited the court every other day during these seven days, and returned to the Xihunting Pavilion as usual to review the memorials.

During these days, Zhu Youzhao handled all major and minor affairs in the country, but he did not comment on Fujian.

Zhu Youxiao's recent performance is too normal, so that all the ministers are all standing upright, thinking that this is the prelude before the storm comes.

Things were as expected by the ministers. The tenth day passed, which was September 16, the seventh year of the Tianqi period, and an imperial edict was suddenly issued from the Qianqing Palace.

There is nothing else in the content of the imperial edict, and people are arrested.

No one expected who was arrested. After ten days of being bored, Zhu Youxiao still said nothing about Fujian. The first sentence was to order the Dongchang to rush into the Zhou Mansion and take Zhou Jiamo, the current Minister of Rites.
Chapter completed!