Chapter 359 The Old Emperor's Trickster Move
Chapter 359 The Old Emperor's Trickster Move
Even the Shangguan family did not dare to be so brave. The captives had to be handed over to the government, but Panlong Mountain openly used them to work.
Shi Yi: It is their fine tradition to pluck feathers from passing geese, let alone this kind of thing that comes right to their doorstep.
King of Dongshan: Bandits are not as cruel as you, so throw all these problems to me.
Weidong: Living talents can continuously create wealth, and the economic value they create is contributed to the national treasury. Isn’t this a win-win situation?
King Dongshan: Who are you on the side of?
Weidong: I stand on the side that is most beneficial to the country.
Prince Dongshan quickly wrote a letter to his brother, and first asked Manager Shang for an advance of one month's salary. He also attached the silver note to the letter and sent it to the palace.
The emperor opened the battle report that had just been urgently delivered to him, and was very happy to see the great victory.
But the more they looked at the emperor, the more serious his expression became. The eunuchs serving beside him sensed the emperor's low mood and quickly lowered their heads, not daring to breathe.
What does King Dongshan want to do?
Instead of immediately escorting the prisoners to Beijing, he rented them out to Panlong Mountain to work?
Even if you are worried that there are still traitors hiding, you should send your trusted aides to escort these rebellious criminals back for trial. Why do you only send the criminal officials back?
Could it be that the twelfth brother is also restless?
After careful consideration, it is impossible. There is no way that King Dongshan would rebel.
However, when he saw those large banknotes, he fell into deep thought again. Are these banknotes really just one month's wages?
The emperor paced back and forth in the palace holding a stack of silver bills. He was wondering whether King Dongshan's method was feasible.
The mess left by his father did require a lot of money to fill, but those rebels...
Prince Dongshan said that they were most likely the craftsmen who built the imperial mausoleum for his father, and they were young and strong men who were replaced by the eldest prince. They still don’t know who their master is.
They still believed that they were an official army. If that were the case, they were indeed wronged and had been deceived into a rebellion.
But isn’t my father’s imperial tomb in the royal cemetery?
How come he didn't know that the imperial mausoleum built by his father required so many young and middle-aged people?
And was replaced by the prince?
There's something unusual here no matter how you look at it!
He had originally planned not to meet the prince again, but now it seems that he still needs to inquire about this matter.
The eldest prince is a known insider, so we can only find a breakthrough from him.
The emperor summoned officials from the Ministry of Clan Affairs and asked them to intervene in the case. After all, it was related to the royal mausoleum, and it was not convenient for other officials to interfere.
The officials in the clan affairs office are all royal relatives and they do not shy away from this matter.
Not long after, we received a report from the clan office that the prince had committed suicide by taking poison in prison.
The emperor's face turned pale. The eldest prince was such a man that he couldn't even let people have an easy death.
How could there be poison in the prison?
In the eyes of others, this was a death sentence given by the emperor!
Emperor: No one believes me when I say I didn't do it. He has to suffer the consequences even if he doesn't want to!
The prince is doing very well!
Finally, the emperor was charged with poisoning his brother. After all, the prince's crime had not been fully confirmed.
It seemed as if the emperor couldn't tolerate him.
What's more, the emperor knows that he carries many secrets. What is going on with his father's mausoleum?
At this point he was not in a hurry. After all, there were so many craftsmen still alive, and it should not be difficult for him to interrogate them if he really wanted to.
But do these craftsmen know what they are building?
It seems that we need to find a smart person to figure out what is going on here.
All of his brothers are talented people who can do anything except their regular jobs.
The eunuch Chen Fu walked up to the emperor with his back bent and small steps, and reported in a low voice:
"Your Majesty, Lord Li from the Ministry of Justice wants to see you. He said that he wants to present some of the findings of the trial to Your Majesty for your review."
Chen Fu was the emperor's personal eunuch who was recently promoted. The previous eunuchs had already been convicted and secretly executed for leaking the travel route of Prince Dongshan.
People outside may not know, but they are all eunuchs so they definitely know.
"Oh? Then announce it." The emperor's voice was relatively calm.
Chen Fu took a few steps back respectfully before turning around and going out to summon Lord Li into the hall.
The Grand Prince's steward and his entourage were handed over to the Ministry of Justice for trial. He should have received some news by now.
You came just in time, I was just thinking about this matter!
Lord Li from the Ministry of Justice entered the hall, knelt on his knees, and respectfully kowtowed to the emperor.
The emperor sat on the dragon throne and said to Lord Li majestically:
"Get up, what do you want to report?"
Lord Li stood up, looked up at the emperor's expression, then quickly lowered his head and pulled out a few interrogation confessions from his sleeve and handed them to the eunuch.
Chen Fu took it carefully with both hands, turned around and walked a few steps to the emperor, bowed, raised the confession above his head and presented it to the emperor.
The emperor took it with one hand, unfolded it and began to read it.
The more I looked at his face, the gloomier it became, until it was so dark that water seemed to be dripping out.
The eunuch Chen Fu lowered his head to his chest, and spoke in a controlled manner to reduce his presence. Even Lord Li's breathing was barely audible.
It can be seen that they were all afraid that the emperor's wrath would fall on them.
The eunuch Chen Fu felt miserable inside. It was right for this man to move up the ladder!
But he was helpless to be promoted at this critical moment.
His current position is not an easy one. The emperor has been in a bad mood recently, which has directly affected the lives of the people serving him.
I heard that all the eunuchs in the previous dynasty and the harem were purged because they leaked palace information.
During that period, the number of eunuchs and palace servants who were carried out was countless.
It was also because all the people above him had died that he was fortunate enough to be promoted.
The blood of his predecessors has not yet dried, so he dare not make any mistakes. Everything he does is aimed at surviving for a long time.
The emperor was extremely angry. He stood up suddenly and swayed a few times, about to fall, but was caught by Chen Fu.
The emperor shook off Chen Fu's hand and slammed the table hard with his palm!
He hates it so much!
But I can't say it out loud.
How dare he say that he hated his father for being incompetent, selfish, and squandering the national treasury and several years' taxes?
He dared to say that he hated his eldest brother for tempting his father to indulge in luxury and debauchery and do all kinds of evil!
He dared to say that his father had actually found a Feng Shui treasure land outside and rebuilt an imperial tomb in order to enjoy happiness with his beloved in the underworld.
The one accompanying him in the imperial mausoleum was not his queen, but the evil concubine who brought disaster to the country and the people!
The current emperor is a legitimate son, and his biological mother is his father's empress. A hundred years later, it should be his mother who is accompanying his father, but now...
Why?
He couldn't breathe well and spat out a mouthful of blood.
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