I, the grandson of the second emperor of the Ming Dynasty, earned 100 million taels at the beginning

Not to be outdone, the old Taoist looked at Zhu Zhangui with a smile in his eyes under his white eyebrows.

"Old Niubi, you are threatening me!"

The old Taoist smiled, "The old Taoist doesn't want to, but your Highness, you want too much, I can't get it out!"

Zhu Zhangui snorted coldly and waved his hands in disgust.

"Okay, take it away, take it away, it's yours."

"hey-hey!"

The old Taoist grinned, stretched out his hand and saluted Zhu Zhangui.

"Old Taoist, thank you Your Highness for fulfilling it!"

Soon an ox cart was hitched.

Tang Sai'er leaned on several quilts, reluctant to look at the Bailian disciples who were disarmed by the officers and soldiers and detained together.

Just now, under her prayer, the old Taoist priest came up with some research results, and exchanged the lives of these people and those family members who died.

Although these captured White Lotus believers were spared the crime of beheading, they may work for the court for the rest of their lives.

The only lucky thing is that Zhu Zhangui promised to let them meet with their families every year, and if they perform well, there will be some small rewards.

As for those family members of the White Lotus Sect who died, as long as they don't cause trouble, the imperial court will no longer pursue the fact that their family members are rebels, and will even help them hide it.

When he came to the ox cart, Zhu Zhangui looked at the old Taoist priest who had changed back into his Taoist robe and was sitting on the ox cart, ready to drive the ox.

"Old Taoist priest, when will you die!"

If he was so rude, he would have been angry if he had a bad temper, but the old Taoist smiled carelessly, and raised the dust in his hand at Zhu Zhangui.

"After the old Taoist strives to return to the mountain, he will die after making his apprentice!"

Zhu Zhangui laughed, and looked at Tang Sai'er on the bullock cart.

"Then you have to explain to her before you die. The only time you can save her life is this time. If there is another time, you will not be so lucky."

The old Taoist nodded, "Don't worry, I'll give you a face, she won't survive you. And the next time she comes out, it's the time to accept apprentices. At that time, please invite His Royal Highness Taisun. Seeing as me For the sake of Lao Niubi, give her a little help!"

Zhu Zhangui smiled and said: "It depends on how she came out of the mountain. If she came out of the mountain to accept apprentices like you, I will not make things difficult for her and will help her find apprentices. But if she went down the mountain for other things, then I I can’t say for sure.”

The old Taoist nodded with a smile, then looked at Tang Sai'er who had said goodbye to the Bailian disciples, sighed slightly, and said to Zhu Zhangui.

"She is also a poor person, and she will become like this, in fact, it has something to do with you."

Zhu Zhangui looked at the old Taoist curiously!

Tang Sai'er wanted to rebel, so why did it have something to do with him, the two seemed to have never met before.

Seeing that Zhu Zhangui didn't understand, the old Taoist explained.

"His father was a craftsman who built the Forbidden City. When you went to fight in the north, you enlisted in the army. Later, you followed the emperor to the grassland and died in a sneak attack by the enemy."

"According to the court's law, his father should be treated the same as those soldiers, with pension and family care."

"But the corrupt officials in their county saw that they were just ordinary people with no influence and no support. The pension of their father's death and the rewards they earned when they were alive totaled more than 200 taels of silver, plus Subsequent compensation is also a lot of money.”

"Those greedy bastards were so jealous when they saw so much money, they swallowed the money, and then told me this apprentice and her husband that her father

They are just migrant workers, and they are going to serve corvee. They are voluntary and responsible, and there is no such thing as casualty compensation. "

"Later, there was a dispute between the two parties. My apprentice's husband was beaten alive and seriously injured. He died when he returned."

Looking at Tang Sai'er who had closed his eyes and rested, the old Taoist sighed.

"The father died on the front foot, the husband was beaten to death on the back foot, and his mother followed closely under the blow of these incidents."

"A good home just disappeared. If it were you, would you cause rebellion against the court?"

After saying this, the old Taoist glanced at the sky, and cupped his hands at Zhu Zhangui who fell into silence.

"His Royal Highness, it's getting late, our master and apprentice are on their way, we may never see each other again after this farewell, so let's say goodbye forever."

Zhu Zhangui was also a little reluctant to look at the old Taoist priest, and sent another invitation.

"Old Niubi, come with me to the imperial court. With all your abilities, staying in the mountains is too embarrassing. The people of the world and the imperial court need people like you to join."

"If the imperial court has you to join, all kinds of industrial research can at least save hundreds of years of struggle."

Looking at Zhu Zhangui who extended the invitation again, the old Taoist shook his head with a smile.

Raising the dust whisk in his hand and waving it lightly, the old cow pulling the cart in front moved forward slowly.

"People in the mountains who are old-fashioned have no intention of participating in worldly affairs. Relying on mountains and mountains will fall, relying on rivers and rivers will flow, and relying on others will eventually lead to nothing. Your Highness wants to pass on the Great Ming forever, and you still have to rely on your own efforts."

The bullock cart was getting farther and farther away, Zhu Zhangui was very reluctant to take a few steps forward, and wanted to persuade him again, but finally shook his head.

He really doesn't want to let such a talent go, but the other party has decided to go, even if Zhu Zhangui keeps the other party by force, with the ability of this old Taoist priest, he will find a chance to leave.

Such a person can keep his body but can't keep his heart, even if he stays forcibly, the other party will get angry because of this, and he won't say a word, what's the use of staying.

"Old Taoist priest, what is your name? You have made great contributions to the court and the world, and you should be worshiped by the world!"

"Hahaha…"

The old Taoist priest who was about to go down the mountain smiled freely when he heard the word "worship under heaven", raised his bald whisk and replied loudly.

"I was born in heaven and earth, I have no surname and no name, everything is me, why take my real name!"

Chapter 287: A person wears a piece of skin, it is difficult to distinguish between a human and an animal.

"Let's go, third child. The public trial is about to begin. I heard that after the public trial, the imperial court will arrange work for us and provide food."

In Jinan Mansion, a man in a ragged jacket ran towards the city gate in a hurry, holding his little daughter who had been discussing with his wife all night about selling it.

When passing by his third brother's house, he didn't forget to call out, telling the already hungry third brother, who was almost immobile, to hurry over together.

The third child, who was lying at home waiting to die, jumped up from the broken bed when he heard his elder brother's words, picked up his hungry and dizzy wife and son, and ran out of the city with the elder brother in front.

He doesn't care about the public trial or anything, he only cares about the food that can keep the whole family from starving and dying.

Not only these few families, but everyone in the entire Jinan Prefecture who was short of food at home ran to the gate of the city with all kinds of broken sacks and clay pots with a murderous look.

Ever since he fought against the rebels in the cottage, Zhu Zhangui ordered Jinyiwei and Yueyingwei to rush over, and the entire Shandong government notified that a public trial would be held in Jinan on the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, and at the same time, food and porridge would be distributed to the victims.

It was originally scheduled to be on the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, but considering that the victims in various places were too hungry to walk, it was impossible to make it in such a short time.

Zhu Zhangui pushed back the time by two days, and at the same time ordered the state capitals to set up porridge sheds at the intersections, so that those victims who came to file a complaint or escape for their lives would have enough food to last to Jinan Prefecture.

Hearing that the imperial court wanted to release food, the victims who were restricted by the local governments flocked to Jinan Prefecture like locusts.

In just three days, no fewer than 20 victims gathered outside Jinan Prefecture.

In order to prevent so many victims from gathering together and causing epidemics, the Qianhu Sanitary Station in Jinan Prefecture became a disinfection brigade, carrying disinfectant water all day long and pouring everywhere to dig cesspit pits.

As time reached the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month, the public trial meeting and disaster relief operations officially began.

In 7 days, nearly 60 disaster victims gathered in the Jinan Prefecture gathering place.

In order to prevent chaos, Zhu Zhangui sent thousands of people to arrange to maintain the order and residence of the victims.

Early this morning, following the notice of the officers and soldiers, the huge number of people, under the arrangement of the officers, soldiers, and Jin Yiwei, formed several huge square formations, and came to the south platform of the city, waiting for the start of the meeting.

Once there were more than 60 people, there were no boundaries, and more than [-] disaster victims gathered together. Looking around, it was like a sea of ​​waves, with human heads everywhere.

The voices of talking, the crying of children, the shouting and cursing of adults, and the murmurs of the crowd joined together to form a wave of sound, which made people's eardrums buzz.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

At three poles in the sun, three loud bangs sounded outside Jinan Fucheng. The noisy crowd screamed in shock, and some timid little guys cried out in fright.

Not only did the whole sound not quiet down, but it became even more noisy.

Zhu Zhangui glanced at Hu Yu who arranged all this, Hu Yu smiled awkwardly, picked up the walkie-talkie, and hurriedly ordered.

"Attention all teams, appease the victims immediately and let them calm down."

The officers and soldiers who maintained order among the victims received the order and quickly shouted to stop the victims from speaking. When they encountered those ignorant children, the officers and soldiers would smile on their faces and take out the candy they had prepared in their arms. pass it on.

It's just that their prestige was too strong in the past. Not only was the child not happy, but he was so frightened that he cried louder. In the end, the candy was stuffed in his mouth, and he stopped howling after eating the sweet.

Soon, the noisy voice gradually quieted down, and Zhu Zhangui's buzzing ears became much quieter.

Looking at the crowd that was still a little noisy, Zhu Zhangui felt a little emotional in his heart, the army is really different from the common people.

In the past, when the old man went to war, when the 60 troops were inspecting, the entire army didn't even cough.

But it is difficult for these more than 60 untrained ordinary people to gather together and want the most basic tranquility.

As the scene gradually quieted down, Zhu Zhangui glanced at the Jinan government officials behind him, and strode towards the stage that was built.

Officials from all over Jinan Prefecture, who were glanced at by Zhu Zhangui, looked like

He followed with a dignified and complicated mood.

All the officials knew that they might be in trouble.

His Royal Highness Taisun called them together, and what kind of public trial meeting was held, plus the bird like Shandong, as the local parents and officials, they would be unlucky and whoever would be unlucky.

Cutting off a person's head is light, and ransacking the family is the normal process.

It's not that they didn't think about running away, but the Jinyi guards who went to notify them were all staring at each other. As long as they tried to escape, these Jinyi guards would unceremoniously push them to the ground, and then He was sent to Jinan Prefecture for trial.

Before leading a large group of people onto the stage, Zhu Zhangui faced the dark crowd and picked up the microphone.

That's right, it's the microphone. This is the item he got this year. It's the kind of super loudspeaker in the countryside.

When he got this item some time ago, Zhu Zhangui suspected that the supermarket was watching him.

Ever since he became the great-grandson, every small or big explosion was something he urgently needed or needed in the near future.

"Villagers, I believe you don't know me yet, so let me introduce myself here."

"I am Zhu Zhangui, grandson of Emperor Ming, the grandson of the current emperor."

When Zhu Zhangui opened his mouth, there were exclamations below.

The victims looked at Zhu Zhangui on the stage and were shocked. He is indeed the son of the royal family. Putting aside other things, his voice is definitely loud enough.

"Shut up, don't talk, be quiet, no food will be distributed later if anyone talks again!"

The officers and soldiers in the crowd stopped the victims who were discussing in low voices again.

After the voice became quieter, Zhu Zhangui continued to preach.

"I won't talk about other nonsense, I think you don't want to listen."

Stretching out three fingers, Zhu Zhan Guilang said:

"I'm only talking about three things!"

"First, the White Lotus Sect was discovered in the land of Shandong. The White Lotus Sect is a crooked cult established by the imperial court. I hope those who have already believed in religion, or those who are about to believe in it, will stop participating in such things. And those who joined , I advise you to leave as soon as possible, or disband your White Lotus Sect organization.”

"Following the White Lotus Sect will not lead to good results, and the imperial court does not allow such a rebel organization to exist."

"That's all I want to say. I hope those members of the White Lotus Sect will take care of themselves. If you disband as soon as possible, the court will turn a blind eye when they find out that you have participated in the White Lotus Sect and pretend that it didn't happen. .”

"But once we find out that you are still carrying out the White Lotus Sect activities, I won't say much about the end. You all know the rebellion and beheading. I hope you won't be caught when the time comes. Don't complain about your grievances and hurt your family."

"And I hereby declare that this time, the imperial court's mercy and amnesty for the members of the White Lotus Sect is only this time. If you find it next time, the cell of Jin Yiwei and the pit in the remote cemetery are your eternal destination. If you can’t get in, you won’t even have the face to see your ancestors when you go down.”

"More importantly, after this incident, if someone joins the White Lotus Sect, or participates in the affairs of the White Lotus Sect, people from the nine clans cannot take the imperial examination, cannot participate in the selection of officials, and young children cannot study at heart. Execute for three generations."

"That is to say, as long as one of the three generations of the Nine Clans is found, the future of the three generations will be completely ruined."

"Folks, this is the only chance for the court to give me an amnesty. Not only for yourself, but also for your family and your relatives and grandchildren."

Hearing such a heavy punishment, some people in the disaster victims had mixed expressions, some shook their heads and sighed, and some were expressionless.

"Father!"

A woman with a young child in her arms looked at her husband next to her with pleading eyes.

The husband next to him looked at the son in his wife's arms, and a trace of helplessness flashed between his brows. Under the pleading eyes of his wife, he gritted his teeth, rolled up his sleeves, and bit down on a mark on his arm.

"puff!"

Spitting out the piece of flesh with the imprint, the man looked relaxed. With the help of his wife, the user strip wrapped the wound.

Not only this one person, but many people in the crowd have made a decision.

There were marks in convenient places, and they all scratched them off directly, or bit the fast skin like the man.

Some are in inconvenient places. This is a promise to the family that they will be thrown away when they go back.