Chapter 117 A big firecracker [Added update for pretending to be confused 233]

Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

Chapter 117 A big firecracker [Added update for pretending to be confused 233]

"boom!"

Mu Bin slammed the report in his hand onto the desk. He glared at Qian Hu, the imperial guard in the hall, and said angrily: "Did the old monk, the abbot, really say that? About their Zhihua Temple."

Was it our Jinyiwei people who set off the firecrackers?"

"In my humble position, I dare not deceive you, sir. That's what the old monk said."

"Did he see it with his own eyes?" As he said that, Mou Bin tugged at the Qilin suit on his body and glared: "Did he see with his own eyes that those people were wearing the same skin as our Jinyiwei?"

"That's not true. According to the old monk's explanation, those men were not wearing flying fish uniforms such as those for humble positions, nor were they the green and embroidered uniforms of ordinary school captains. Those men were just dressing up, but what they held in their hands were all

Embroidered spring knife."

"fart!"

Mou Bin gritted his teeth and slapped the desk with his palm as big as a cattail leaf fan, "An old monk is dim-sighted and he can't recognize a Xiuchun Dao! And a firecracker can blow up the Jingzhong Temple, so the commander is a three-year-old?"

"It's weird even for a humble job, but that damn old bald donkey really said that."

Speaking of this, Qianhu Jinyiwei couldn't help but grit his teeth and secretly resented it. Damn it, the world is really going downhill. Today the emperor is trying his best to restrain the factory guards. In the past, Jinyiwei's reputation and prestige are no longer good. Now even a group of monks dare to go to Jinyiwei.

Throw the blame on yourself.

A firecracker blew up the Jingzhong Temple, and even a child peeing in mud might not believe it. What kind of firecrackers are you talking about, artillery?

"Sir, the relationship between Jingzhong Temple is very important. Moreover, the commander of the Dongcheng Army and Horse Division and the Shuntian Prefecture Yin have already submitted their memorials to the palace. We are afraid that we will not be able to get rid of this matter."

Hearing this, Mou Bin's broad shoulders couldn't help but tremble. Yes, I'm afraid this matter can't be taken out. Since that damn old bald donkey said it was the Jinyi Guards who did it, then the Five Cities Soldiers and Horses Division and the Shuntian Prefecture Yin will definitely not do it.

vague.

At this moment, the report about the Jinyiwei setting off firecrackers to blow up the Jingzhong Temple may have been put on the emperor's desk.

The Hongzhi Dynasty is a very unique era. The Ming Dynasty has been in existence for more than 130 years and has experienced nine emperors. When other emperors were in power, either the east wind prevailed over the west wind among the factory guards, or the west wind prevailed over the east wind.

Either Jinyiwei has the upper hand and suppresses Dongchang, or Dongchang gains momentum and firmly suppresses Weishuo.

To put it simply, whoever has a good relationship with the emperor will be prestigious. However, Emperor Hongzhi disliked neither Jinyiwei nor Dongchang. He exerted great restraint on both and kept restricting the rights of the factory guards.

Mou Bin felt that his status in the emperor's heart was not high, and he was not really close to the emperor. The only saving grace was that the emperor had a very good impression of him.

Mou Bin knew that he was an upright minister, and to be honest, Mou Bin also felt that he was indeed very upright. He had been restraining the Jin Yiwei since he took office, and the entire Jin Yiwei had never done any bullshit like bullying the people or extorting money.

But now something like this happened.

And where is the Jingzhong Temple? To put it bluntly, Wang Zhen is a bastard and hateful person.

But the Jingzhong Temple was built by Emperor Yingzong after all, and it was the first thing that Yingzong did after his restoration through the coup.

The current emperor is a descendant of the Yingzong no matter what, but the Jingzhong Temple was bombed.

Even if Emperor Hongzhi didn't like Wang Zhen, he would still punish him severely, and the culprit of this matter was pointed at Jin Yiwei.

When Mou Bin thought of this, his brain ached, he was so damn unlucky.

The Chinese New Year is just around the corner. After a hard year of hard work, it’s finally time to take a holiday, but something like this happens.

"Go, tell me to go down and tell all the forty-eight guards in the capital who are wearing embroidered spring knives to come over to me!"

As he spoke, Mou Bin gritted his teeth again. If Jin Yiwei hadn't done it, he would have gone to the king to defend himself, but if it was really someone from Jin Yiwei who did it.

That bitch who did this thing, don’t even think about it this year!

Zhu Houzhao led a group of followers back to the East Palace in disgrace. He first washed his face to remove the dust from his face, and then went straight to Liu Jin's bedroom.

In the room, Liu Jin was holding a pen and imitating the prince's handwriting, writing his winter vacation homework stroke by stroke.

Whenever this happens, he will always feel sad secretly, thinking that our family used to drive with the prince all day long, and the prince had to take him with him no matter where he went.

How majestic and majestic those days were, all the eunuchs in the East Palace would not fawn over him.

But since the prince became a disciple and had such homework, the people who accompanied the prince became Nagu Dayong, and he could only accompany these homework all day long.

What's even more detestable is that there is so much homework.

Just as he was thinking about it, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open, and Zhu Houzhao walked straight in. Liu Jin's eyes lit up. Sure enough, His Highness still felt sorry for his companion, and he even came to visit us specially, and maybe even called him his companion.

drive.

Thinking of this, Liu Banban felt sad, "Your Highness, slave"

"Uh-huh."

Zhu Houzhao responded perfunctorily, then went straight to the desk, picked up the homework, and left.

He wants to go back to the palace, copy his homework, and be a good boy.

At this time, in the Nuan Pavilion, two memorials were placed on Zhu Youtang's imperial desk, and His Highness also stood with two people.

One is Xie Cheng, the commander of the Dongcheng Military and Horse Division.

The Commander of the Military and Horse Division sounds like a great title, but in fact, his official rank is only the sixth rank, which is a humble position. If something like this had not happened, he would not have had the chance to enter the palace.

The other person is an old minister in his sixties, wearing a red official robe. He is the current Yin Linqi of Shuntian Prefecture, the third rank of Yin Zheng of Shuntian Prefecture, and a serious official in the court.

Both of them reported the same thing, about the loud noise and water leakage in Zhihua Temple.

At this time, Zhu Youtang had already finished reading the report and was staring at the two people in the hall with a frown.

To be honest, after seeing that the place on fire was Zhihua Temple, he was relieved and recovered from his fear.

But after reading the following content, Zhu Youtang frowned. The Jinyiwei set off firecrackers and even blew up the Jingzhong Temple, causing a flood.

He knew every word here, but he didn't quite understand them together.

Especially the three words "firecrackers".

firecracker?

He would understand if the firecrackers were set off, but the firecrackers

In Zhu Youtang's impression, the firecrackers were just something that made a loud bang. If they said they could blow up a Jingzhong Temple, he would never believe it.

Therefore, he suspected whether the memorial was written incorrectly, or perhaps there was an extra word "zhao" in it.

But the strange thing is that although the words of these two memorials are different, the content is exactly the same, both of them are about firecrackers.

Zhu Youtang looked at the commander of the Military and Horse Division, then looked past Lin Qi, "What Lin Qing means is that the loud noise was caused by a small firecracker."

"Your Majesty, this is not just a small firecracker."

"I just said no"

"It's a big firecracker."

Oh, it’s still a firecracker.

Zhu Youtang was silent for a while and asked: "How big are the firecrackers?"

"According to the abbot of Nazhihua Temple, it is about three feet long and almost as thick as a human calf."

Hearing this, Zhu Youtang couldn't help but imagine that it was indeed quite big, about one meter long and as thick as a calf.

He admitted that the size of this firecracker was a bit large, but how much gunpowder could such a large firecracker hold?

Emperor Hongzhi silently estimated in his mind that it was probably only more than ten kilograms at most, but could an explosion of more than ten kilograms of gunpowder be so powerful?
Chapter completed!