Signed to Zhu Cihong, Prince of the Late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 190 Chapter 190, Zhu Cihong kills the rebels
(This chapter was reversed from the previous one...now corrected.)
Amid cheers, many people from Taiyuan entered the city one after another.

For them, it was undoubtedly a very encouraging move to see the traitor being executed just after returning home.

One thing must be made clear, that is, although Taiyuan City was abandoned by Li Zicheng's men, the people in this city actually recognized their identity as "Ming people" more, who had been for hundreds of years. What about Daming people?

Therefore, when something happens, they will subconsciously think of the Ming government. When they need help, they will ask the Ming government for rescue. When they cannot get help, they will naturally blame the Ming officials.

To a certain extent, Zhu Cihong's move really played a better role in restoring order to Daming here.

Li Guozhen walked down the city wall in high spirits, and suddenly thought of a question: "By the way, Your Highness, what should we do with those officials who surrendered?"

There are actually a group of people detained in the prison. These people are Manchu and Dashun officials in Taiyuan City. Some people have even completed the Ming-Dashun-Manchu mission in the past few months. Transformation is a true domestic slave with three surnames.

Zhu Cihong smiled and said, "Why, Uncle Xiangcheng wants to intercede for them?"

Li Guozhen hurriedly said: "Your Highness is joking, these people should be killed, of course, but I think they are local snakes after all, if we can get their help, will Daming be able to rebuild the rule here faster?"

Zhu Cixiang laughed and asked Li Guozhen a question: "Uncle Xiangcheng, you should know that the reason why I executed these eight Shanxi merchants is because they have been selling weapons and food to Jiannu for a long time, right?"

Li Guozhen nodded hurriedly.

Zhu Cihong smiled again: "Then have you ever thought that the weapons and food needed to build slaves are actually a very huge number. If you want to satisfy Jiannu, you must have a huge convoy to transport these materials They have to go out of the customs, and they have to be transported continuously. Do you think that the local officials and the generals in charge of guarding the pass will be ignorant of such a big movement?"

Li Guozhen suddenly stopped, and a chill rose in his heart: "Your Highness means..."

Zhu Cihong said lightly: "It's just a transaction of money and power, don't you understand? The entire officialdom and army in Shanxi have already been infiltrated by these Shanxi merchants. That's why, over the years, Daming has faced the smuggling of slaves in Shanxi. The reason for repeated prohibitions. A complete chain of interests has been formed here. Businessmen, officials, generals, everyone will benefit from this chain. Even if there are more orders from the city of Beijing, what is the use? "

Li Guozhen was completely speechless.

Zhu Cixiang patted Li Guozhen on the shoulder and said: "If you want to pull out this cancer, you must take strong medicine. If it were normal times, it would be quite difficult for me to give strong medicine, but it is different now." Yes. Uncle Xiangcheng, you are a smart man and you should understand what I mean."

Li Guozhen watched Zhu Cihong go away in a daze, and a huge wave was set off in his mind.

Of course he understood what Zhu Cihong meant.

Now that officials, businessmen, and generals have all become prosperous, all prosperous, and the other is damaged, then wanting to move the other is tantamount to moving all of them. If all of them are moved, it will inevitably lead to chaos in Shanxi.

But now?Shanxi itself was already in chaos. It was tortured twice by Li Zicheng and Jiannu, and even most of the people were kidnapped.

At this time, Shanxi was completely like a scene after a major disaster. No matter how hard Zhu Cixiang tried, it was almost impossible to get worse.

So what Zhu Cihong has to do next is to completely uproot and kill everyone in this cancerous traitorous chain!
Thinking of this, Li Guozhen's body trembled, and he immediately returned to the room where he lived, and wrote a letter to his wife in Beijing in a whizzing manner.

"Tell the family members to decline all visits and intercessions from Shanxi or those who are married to Shanxi officials recently. It is best not to see them at all!"

After writing this letter, Li Guozhen took a deep breath and wiped his sweat.

After a while, Li Guozhen said to himself: "The Jin Party... I'm afraid it will be over this time!"

There are many parties in the imperial court, besides the famous Donglin Party, there are Jin Party, Chu Party, Zhejiang Party and so on.

But immediately, Li Guozhen snorted, with a complacent expression on his face: "Whatever, I'm a princeling!"

Zhu Cihong was walking on a gloomy and dark road. Torches were planted in the dark tunnel, and shadows flickered on and off.

But Zhu Cihong was still in a very happy mood.

Fang Gongqian led the way in front of Zhu Cixiang. While leading the way, he said in a very brisk tone: "Your Highness, I basically confessed."

Zhu Cihong nodded, and asked: "Have you confirmed the authenticity? I don't want to be tortured for a long time."

Fang Gongqian smiled, and said seriously: "Your Highness, don't worry, our East Factory is full of talents, and the craftsmanship passed down by the predecessors has not been forgotten."

Zhu Cihong was noncommittal.

Rebuilding the East Factory was an inevitable decision. As the saying goes, heavy codes must be used in troubled times. Before the Ming Dynasty, it was already a situation where the last breath could be hanged at any time. If Zhu Cihong didn't take the East Factory seriously, could it be that the officials of the Ministry of Rites were expected to persuade those traitors to come to their senses? Wake up?
The screams came quickly, and even the thick door couldn't block it, which let Zhu Cihong know that the place was coming soon.

The dark prison cell, various torture instruments and even a stove, the Ming Dynasty prisoner hung up by the cross, everything is perfectly consistent with the ancient scenes in the movie, plus the real presence in the air has drifted into the tip of the nose. The smell of blood is more terrifying than any film and television works.

But Zhu Cihong was very comfortable with this, because this terrifying atmosphere was exactly what he wanted to impose on these traitors.

There is a table in the cell, and there are thick files on the table.

Zhu Cihong sat in front of the table, carefully examining these files one by one.

After a long time, Zhu Cixiang raised his head and said, "That's it, right? All the trials are over?"

Fang Gongqian nodded quickly.

Zhu Cihong smiled and looked at the prisoner in front of him: "Who is he?"

Fang Gong hurriedly said: "Zhang Xiaodong, he is Fan Yongdou's son-in-law, the former chief historian of Taiyuan Mansion, he colluded with others to open the city gate."

Zhu Cihong nodded and said, "That's good, let's start with him. By the way, how many prisoners do we have?"

Fang Gong said: "There are 130 people who have been convicted."

Zhu Cihong did some calculations, and said calmly: "Starting tomorrow, we will drag two people out at every hour of the day, and it will be late after the charges are announced."

Fang Gonggan hesitated for a moment, and said softly: "Your Highness, according to common sense, this should be sent to the Sanfa Division..."

Zhu Cihong interrupted Fang Gongqian: "Here, my word is the highest order! Go ahead and do it."

(End of this chapter)