Zhu Youxiao looked at Sun Chengzong, nodded, and said sincerely, "It's just that it's better to believe it than not. If it works, it's good. If it doesn't, there's no loss. Don't worry, my dear Sun, I know what to do."
Originally, Sun Chengzong entered the palace with some anger, and the words he was going to say were somewhat harsh. After all, the person who believed in Taoism and cultivated immortality in the Ming Dynasty did not bring any benefits to the Ming Dynasty.
But now seeing Zhu Youxiao's expression, Sun Chengzong could no longer say these words and could only stop there. Since Zhu Youxiao had said so, he couldn't say anything more.
"In that case, I will take my leave. Your Majesty, please take good care of your health." Sun Chengzong stood up and saluted, then turned and walked out.
Zhu Youxiao looked at Sun Chengzong's back, his expression relaxed a lot, and he slowly fell into deep thought.
Zhu Youxiao had a good impression of Sun Chengzong, and this good impression mostly came from the ending of Sun Chengzong's previous life.
In the eleventh year of Chongzhen, the Qing army launched a large-scale attack and in November, they attacked Gaoyang.
Sun Chengzong, who was unemployed at home, led the entire city's military and civilians to defend the city. When the city was broken, he was captured and hanged himself.
His five sons, six grandsons, two nephews, and eight great-nephews died in the battle. More than one hundred members of the Sun family were killed. Sun Chengzong was seventy-six years old.
Sun Chengzong's ending is a microcosm of the Ming Dynasty. The building collapsed, the country fell apart, and the glorious Ming Dynasty was lost in an instant.
Standing up from the wheelchair, Zhu Youxiao walked to the door of the hall with an expressionless face.
The sky outside is still gloomy, snowflakes are floating in the sky, and the air is slightly chilly. Isn't this kind of weather a reflection of the Ming Dynasty?
Looking up at the sky, Zhu Youxiao said softly: "I will not let you end up like that in this life. The Ming Dynasty in this life will never be the same as before."
"This country will never fall again, and the country will never collapse. For this, even if I am labeled the most incompetent ruler in history, I will not hesitate."
Seeing Zhu Youxiao standing there looking up at the sky, a trace of worry flashed across Chen Hong's face. After a while, he walked to Zhu Youxiao's side and said softly, "Your Majesty, it's cold, please take care of yourself."
Zhu Youxiao turned around and glanced at Chen Hong, then walked back to his wheelchair and said calmly, "Push me back!"
Following Zhu Youxiao's instructions, Chen Hong walked forward a few steps, stretched out his hand and gently pushed Zhu Youxiao's wheelchair and disappeared into the dark palace. They seemed to have walked into a huge mouth of darkness and soon disappeared without a trace, never to be seen again.
After Sun Chengzong walked out of the palace, news about what happened in the palace spread.
Your Majesty is ill and has reached the point where he can no longer walk. Although it is said to be a cold, this cold covers a wide range of conditions.
This was not the first time that the Ming emperor died of a cold. The ministers all felt very strange.
East Factory, in prison.
Wei Zhongxian looked at Sun Yunhe in front of him with an expressionless face, while Sun Yunhe stood aside in fear, obviously afraid that Wei Zhongxian would get angry.
"Has anyone spoken?" Wei Zhongxian looked at Sun Yunhe and asked directly. He was really anxious. If he couldn't get anything out of him, then this matter would become a big deal.
The emperor has been waiting for news from him. If there is no news from him, Wei Zhongxian feels that his life is probably coming to an end. He does not want to die.
"Governor, someone has spoken." Sun Yunhe hurriedly took a few steps forward and said respectfully, "Zhang Xiude has spoken."
When Wei Zhongxian heard this, he was overjoyed. He stood up and walked into the prison, asking as he walked, "What did he say?"
"Governor, I haven't had time to interrogate you yet." Sun Yunhe bowed hurriedly, a flattering smile on his face.
In fact, it was not that he didn't have time to ask, but that he couldn't ask. Sun Yunhe had no idea what Wei Zhongxian wanted to get out of Zhang Xiu De's mouth.
If he asked the wrong question, wouldn't he be the one to suffer the consequences? Sun Yunhe was no fool. He could tell from Wei Zhongxian's attitude that this must be a major case.
Wei Zhongxian looked at Sun Yunhe with admiration, his face showing a look of satisfaction. This Sun Yunhe was a good person and knew how to behave.
When they brought people to the cell, Zhang Xiu De had already been brought up. He was tied to a pillar with his head lowered. There were bloodstains all over his body, which were obviously left after torture.
Wei Zhongxian looked at Zhang Xiu De and did not feel disgusted at all. Instead, he was happy that he had finally spoken. As long as someone spoke, things would become much easier.
"Zhang Xiu De, I heard that you are willing to speak. Then just tell me." As he said that, Wei Zhongxian sat on the chair brought by the eunuch behind him.
"I did, I framed Xiong Tingbi. I don't know much about Liaodong, and I have never been there. Those things, those things were told to me by others." Zhang Xiu De raised his head and said in a trembling voice.
Wei Zhongxian immediately became excited and asked quickly, "Who is it?"
"It was Li Ruzhen, the Liaodong General." Zhang Xiude said directly, "At that time, Li Ruzhen asked me to come here and gave me three thousand taels of silver."
After saying this, Zhang Xiu De lowered his head and fainted as if he had exhausted all his strength.
Wei Zhongxian was overjoyed and said quickly, "Come here, make him sign, untie him, and take him away for proper treatment. Don't let him get away with anything."
The clerk quickly took the evidence and made Zhang Xiu De sign it with his hand, and then he was carried away.
Wei Zhongxian felt like he had found a treasure when he took the document.
Glancing at Sun Yunhe, Wei Zhongxian said, "Keep an eye on him. We're going to the palace right now. If anything happens to him, you know what will happen to you."
Sun Yunhe naturally did not dare to neglect it and quickly said, "Don't worry, Governor. I will definitely get the job done and there will be absolutely no mistakes."
Wei Zhongxian did not dare to delay and immediately took his men into the palace. He finally got what he wanted. This was a good opportunity!
Forbidden City, Palace of Heavenly Purity.
Zhu Youxiao looked at Han Li who was packing his things with no expression on his face. He was just a charlatan who ate and dressed well in the palace. Zhu Youxiao naturally would not feel sorry for him.
Glancing at Chen Hong beside him, Zhu Youxiao ordered, "Keep an eye on him, don't let anything go wrong."
"Yes, Your Majesty, I understand." Chen Hong hurriedly bowed and nodded, not daring to be negligent in the slightest. He knew that his emperor was far from what he appeared to be.
When Zhu Youxiao returned to the warm room in a wheelchair, he learned that Wei Zhongxian had arrived.
Glancing at Chen Hong, Zhu Youxiao ordered, "Let him in!"
Not long after, Wei Zhongxian walked in from outside with a happy look on his face. It was obvious that there was good news.
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
