Song Yang, the censor of the city patrol in Xicheng, immediately became very frightened.

Subconsciously, he still felt that all this was incredible. This time, the emperor had met him when he left the palace for a few years?

This kind of luck can really be a bet.

However, the facts could not tolerate him not believing that the guerrilla generals of the Beijing Army had already taken the lead in visiting, and there was no second possibility.

He quickly fell to his knees: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty...!"

Zhu Youxiao snorted coldly and glanced at him sideways, "I don't have the ability to make you kneel down. If you call yourself me, wouldn't you be the emperor today?"

Song Yang was sweating all over and couldn't help but wipe it, but he couldn't speak.

"Put down and chop it up for me."

After Zhu Youxiao finished speaking, the guerrilla general surnamed Zheng immediately waved.

Two soldiers stepped forward one by one, raised Song Yang and came to the middle of the road in front of all the soldiers and soldiers in Xicheng.

"Your Majesty, please spare me!"

Zhu Youxiao had no need to be angry with such a small person. He cut off Song Yang in the street today, and his presumptuousness was just one of them.

If you simply want to take revenge, Zhu Youxiao has ten thousand ways to kill Song Yang Shen without knowing it and killing him in the street, which is really losing his value.

So today's approach is to express one attitude in front of everyone, a attitude that Zhu Youxiao has never had since ascended the throne.

No matter how Song Yang struggled or begged for mercy, Zhu Youxiao did not have the intention of showing mercy at all.

As the sword fell, Song Yang's terrified head left his body, and blood gushed out of his neck, dyeing the land red.

Many people gathered around and were shocked by what happened suddenly today.

"Well killed!"

"It's so good to kill!"

Now, in order to please Wei Zhongxian, civil and military officials from all over the country are trying their best to flatter, which makes the world uneasy.

Zhu Youxiao snorted coldly, turned around and left, leaving behind the people in the capital with gradually increasing discussion.

When he returned to the palace, Master Zhu Youqiu lost his temper very rarely.

A little castrator came over with tea. When Zhu Youxiao saw it, he swept it to the ground, "Where is Xu Xianchun, call him over!"

The palace maids hurriedly cleaned up the mess, and the little eunuch did not dare to neglect, so they turned around and ran out.

Xu Xianchun was sitting in the lobby of the Beizhen Fushi Department. He originally belonged to Zhang Li, a Qianhu of the Beizhen Fushi Department. He put his legs on the table, his face full of jokes.

"Zhang Qianhu, I want you to find out how many people have built a temple for Wei Zhongxian, how are they?"

Zhang Qianhu shrank timidly, "Return, report to the envoy, this... this fact is not easy to deal with. There are Wei clans everywhere, so we have no way to start!"

"Hmm?" Xu Xianchun's eyes tightened, and he immediately kicked the table to the ground, and the documents on it were scattered all over the ground. "You can't even do such a simple thing. Why are you still doing in the North Town Fushi?"

"Isn't it that even you are a member of the eunuch?"

Xu Xianchun smiled coldly, and the sinister murderous intent in his eyes made Zhang Li shudder. The two lieutenants who appeared behind him quietly made him on the verge of despair.

"You don't have to do this thousand households now. I will make a decision when I report to Your Majesty!"

Zhang Li was stunned. Seeing Tian Ergeng around him, Yang Huanling and the two thousand households had gloating smiles on their faces, he immediately understood what was going on.

When Zhang Li left, Xu Xianchun said coldly: "Wei Yin's good life is coming to an end!"

After all, Yang Huan and Tian Ergeng were also given flying fish suits. They were incredible in their ability to embroider the Spring Sword. They can also see that the Wei Party is on the verge of demise.

As for the beginning of all this, it still starts with the fact that the current emperor canonized Wei Zhongxian as Duke of Ningguo.

Given the degree to which Wei Zhongxian was originally favored, the Duke of the State was actually understandable, but it was not a pledge to the early one, but the emperor was a pledge to the late one, which was very evident.

When is this now? Just when the ceremony of extermination of Jiannu was over, the ceremony of commendation and promotion ended!

What kind of virtue is Wei Zhongxian? How can he be on par with Xiong Tingbi who had been in charge of Liao and Zhu Xieyuan who had pacified the southwest?

You should know that even if these two people are worthy of the Taimiao, the soldiers in the world and the ministers in the court are all convinced.

But what is Wei Zhongxian?

In the eyes of most people, he is just a gambler who gained the trust of today by giving flattery.

There is no tongue in the court, and no size on the battlefield.

With the merits of building three halls, one can get the honor of being a Duke. If the Duke is so easy to be a Duke, wouldn’t it be everywhere?

Since the last time the imperial edict of Wei Zhongxian was announced to the world, the court and the people have discussed it, and they are all indignant about this matter. Some knowledgeable people like Xu Xianchun have seen that this is the first step for the emperor to start to eradicate the eunuch party.

For a moment, the capital, which had been quiet for a long time, became turbulent again under this appearance.

Many people who had been dissatisfied with Wei Zhongxian began to secretly collect evidence of his crimes of violations of laws and discipline for many years, intending to tell them out at the right time.

The court officials had different thoughts, and Wei Zhongxian was like an ant on a hot pan. He couldn't eat well or sleep well all day long.

He has never had this feeling of danger around him.

Xu Xianchun actually didn't understand the emperor's true intention at first, but one day when he was sleeping, he suddenly became enlightened.

He had insomnia that night and was so excited that he didn't fall asleep all night.

When Xu Xianchun heard the summons of the little eunuch, he was stunned and immediately prepared the evidence collected by Yang Huan and Tian Ergeng in advance for these days, and went to the Qianqing Palace.

"My memory, Xu Xianchun, long live my emperor!"

"Get up." Zhu Youxiao looked at him and said, "Today I and Wang Chengen were visiting privately outside the palace and met Song Yang, the inspector of the Xicheng Military Commander."

"I asked you to come, because I wanted to ask you, how did Song Yang become the Censor of the City Inspection Censor?"

Xu Xianchun hurriedly said, "Go back to Your Majesty, this Song Yang is the old friend of Wei Zhongxian's nephew Fu Zhizong, so his relationship has reached a high position as the Censor of the City Survey."

"So that's the case..." Zhu Youxiao nodded and said, "Well, as Song Yang said, now the businessmen in the capital are going to be driven away without investing in the construction of a temple. Is this true?"

"It's true." Xu Xianchun hesitated for a while before saying:

"Your Majesty, it's not just the capital city. Zhejiang Governor Pan Ruzhen, Ministry of Works's Doctor Zeng Guozhen, Xiaolingwei Commander Li Zhicai and others all took the lead in building the temple."

"Now, whenever people mention building a temple in various places, the East Factory has always been arrested by those who do not follow the rules, and those who do not invest in copying them. Wherever they disagree, they will be investigated directly."

Zhu Youxiao was stunned for a long time, then suddenly slapped the table and said angrily: "Bastard! The local chaos is so chaotic, why not report it early?"

Who dares!

Having said that, that's the case.
Chapter completed!