Longevity Begins with Jinyiwei

"This is…"

In the snowstorm, Li Ruolian, who was about to report to the Qianqing Palace, hurried away. When he saw the carriage slowly appearing in the snowstorm, Li Ruolian couldn't help frowning.

The nobles in the palace don't seem to have the habit of using carriages, right?

Between doubts, the carriage came, and when he saw the fleeting figure in the carriage, Li Ruolian's pupils shrank, and he turned his head quickly, pretending not to see it, and continued towards the Qianqing Palace.

"Master Li."

Outside the hall, all the eunuchs and palace maids stood with their heads bowed. Seeing Li Ruolian approaching, Erdezi laughed out loud.

"This is?"

Seeing this scene, Li Ruolian froze in his heart and seemed to ask something.

Er Dezi winked: "That one is here..."

After getting this answer, Li Ruolian couldn't help but secretly complained in his heart.

Why did he choose such a good time to enter the palace? Isn't this just looking for guilt!

Li Ruolian looked at the Qianqing Palace in front of him, hesitated for a while, then finally gritted his teeth and walked towards the palace.

"His Majesty."

Li Ruolian bowed deeply.

"Tell me..."

The Son of Heaven whispered.

Hearing the emperor's elusive tone, Li Ruolian's heart trembled, and he quickly said: "Reporting to Your Majesty, at His Majesty's will, Jinyiwei has launched a crackdown on the Bailian cult. Lord wait..."

After reporting a series of names, Li Ruolian carefully glanced at the emperor, hesitated for a while, and then tentatively said: "Your Majesty, the northern white lotus demon has already arrested most of them. According to the results of the prison interrogation, there are still a large number of white lotus in Jiangnan. Evil is rampant..."

The emperor frowned, looked at Li Ruolian for a moment, and then said: "The land in the south of the Yangtze River has been recovered, and Jinyiwei will perform his duties!"

Li Ruolian was overjoyed: "The minister follows the order!"

"Clean up Bailian, cooperate with Duke Jingguo to sort out the remnants of the former Ming Dynasty, and stabilize Jiangnan as soon as possible."

Li Ruolian bowed: "The minister obeys the order!"

The emperor waved his hand, and his interest was waning.

"My minister retire."

Li Ruolian bowed again, bowed and stepped back until he reached the gate of the palace, then turned around and stepped into the snow.

The emperor stood for a moment, then barely suppressed the depression in his heart, took a step away, returned to the table and sat down.

Looking at the mountain of memorials on the table, the emperor let out a long sigh and slumped against the back of the chair with a dazed expression.

The so-called, a major event, informal.

Since ancient times, as long as the emperors who have made great achievements have followed, there are blemishes that cannot be covered up.

The reason is, of course, very clear.

But... how can I have a clear conscience!

"call…"

The emperor let out a long sigh, as if to spit out all the depression in his heart. He sat up straight, and put a book in his hand.

It's impossible to have a clear conscience towards people, but Yu Guo can still do it with a clear conscience.

The door of the hall was slowly pushed open, and the eunuchs and maids outside the hall, led by Er Dezi, quietly returned to the hall and stood there.

At first glance, it seems that nothing has happened, it seems that everything is business as usual...

Outside the hall, the snow was getting heavier and heavier, and the solitary carriage was also surrounded by a team of cavalry guards on both sides.

A group of soldiers from the forbidden army also entered the long-vacant Shouwang Mansion.

When the carriage entered the mansion, the gate of the mansion was closed again, and groups of soldiers and generals of the forbidden army, like a heavily defended place, were under martial law everywhere in the palace of King Shou.

The word captivity has become a fact.

In the northern outskirts of the capital, in the former mass grave, between the wind and snow, a group of cavalry came galloping on their horses and quickly defended the important places.

Prisoners in ragged clothes and shackles lined up in long queues, guarded by soldiers and generals, and headed for the mass grave.

In the cold winter, the suburbs are naturally uninhabited. Although such a big movement is difficult for the people at the bottom to detect, it is naturally no secret to the powerful and powerful in the capital.

Without a doubt, it was another slaughter.

Moreover, those who slaughtered were all former bigwigs.

The army broke the falsehood. Although many falsehoods and important officials died in the country, a considerable number of them survived.

Some who were not considered characters were naturally slaughtered by Duke Jingguo when they were in the south of the Yangtze River. These high-profile figures were detained for thousands of miles, and they were escorted to the capital from the south of the Yangtze River.

After a long journey, these existences who have never died for their country are undoubtedly tortured. .

It was a cold winter, but he was wearing a thin shirt and bare feet.

Full of scars, but skinny.

The once glorious power has completely dissipated under this earth-shaking order change.

On the mass grave, in the scolding of the soldiers and generals, one by one, who was at the head of the national disaster, enjoying the glory of the fake Ming Dynasty, but still trying to survive, trying to change into a skin and continue the glory. Above this mass grave, an unknown but clear fate awaits.

If Daheng was first established, the emperor would naturally not be stingy with his tolerance to these former Ming and old ministers, but up to now, from Daheng to Daheng, from Daheng to Nanming, there have been many turmoils and bloodshed in this world. ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ How many times the situation of Tianqing, everything has survived, the old existence, the emperor seems to have completely torn his face.

The so-called tolerance, naturally became the past tense.

Up to now, the Son of Heaven is tolerant, apparently up to Emperor Jingwu, to these so-called important ministers...

Do these important officials still exist in Daheng?

The former Ming and old ministers in the Daheng order and the emperor have repeatedly suppressed and forcibly reformed again and again.

Not to mention these fake ministers!

The answer is obvious, the order of the former Ming, the legal principle of the former Ming, has long been torn to shreds.

The meaning of these people's existence is only ulterior motives and only turmoil.

Treating each other tolerantly will only leave Daheng with many disasters! Leaving more terrifying aftertastes!

Without the meaning of existence, and with endless disadvantages and disasters, the Son of Heaven will naturally have no patience.

When the list of convicted criminals was sent to the Ministry of Justice, the Ministry of Justice was planning to jointly try the three judicial divisions, so I would like to play the role of the three judicial divisions, so that the three judicial divisions have more presence, but the will of the emperor has already reached the three judicial divisions.

The criminals are not pardoned, and they are all beheaded!

With a single will, the fate of these people was completely determined.

The heavy snow has sealed the mountain, which has completely covered up the decay and stink of the mass graves. Above the white snow is a falling sword.

The executioners of the entire capital are all mobilized here.

There is no torture, only beheading!

One by one, the heads rolled down, and the gushing scarlet fell on the snow, and the entire mass grave was covered in dazzling scarlet.

The slaughter continued, the executioner's blade was raised and dropped almost mechanically, and the blood smeared on the snow one after another, and the scarlet color was... more and more dazzling.

The whistling wind and snow rolled up the thick blood, spreading wantonly to this white world...