In the evening, the sunset returns to the mountains.

People who had been working hard all day in the fields were preparing to go home. Outside Yifeng Township, soldiers brought by Li Yunchang were also burying pots to cook. For a while, the smoke from inside and outside Yifeng Township was scattered.

However, today's people in Yifeng Township found that in addition to the people who came from a few days ago, there seemed to be many more people coming today, either riding tall horses or sitting in official sedan chairs. The people all guessed whether something big happened to the Yan family, so they all hid far away.

In the middle hall of the Yan family's mansion, Zhu Yuanzhang was wearing a long black scholar, wearing an old man's scarf on his head, and sat behind the desk with a gloomy face.

The one who kneeled in front of him was an official of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang three departments. The so-called San departments are the highest management organization in Jiangsu and Zhejiang.

The Minister of Political Affairs was in charge of civil affairs, the Criminal Office was in charge of criminal prisons, and the Chief Commander Office was in charge of military affairs in a provincial garrison office. He was a real chief official.

However, the seven or eight people knelt there, but they all trembled all over, and they were even cautious in breathing, for fear of violating the might of heaven and the heads fell to the ground.

Before they met Zhu Yuanzhang, they had already inquired about the incident. They were frightened and their faces were ashen. Now that they came in, Zhu Yuanzhang said nothing, which made them even more frightened.

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't even look at the official kneeling on the ground, but just sat there in a daze.

Some people say that there are three types of people in this world, men, women and emperors.

Zhu Yuanzhang is the third type of person, but as long as he is an individual, he has lust and lust, he will be happy and laugh, he will be sad and depressed, despair, angry and heartbroken.

It is nothing more than that the emperor's desire cannot be told to the world, because the emperor is a saint, and the saint should look like a saint.

However, when the Mao Xiang assassination happened, even Zhu Yuanzhang, the saint, could not bear it.

Zhu Yuanzhang was poor when he was a child, and his troops were in chaos. Meng Yuan was indecent and watched his parents starve to death and his family was destroyed.

When he was a child, he was wandering and saw all the warmth, joys and sorrows of the world. He really had a lot of bones on the road of wine and meat. He even saw a group of hungry refugees who had eaten all their children with red eyes.

In the past few decades, he shot the world with one sword and one shot. The one he hated the most were these corrupt officials, but the one he loved the most were his children.

He had never enjoyed the warmth of his family in his youth, so he gave his emperor's undeserved desire to his children and grandchildren, hoping that his children and grandchildren would no longer have to be as wandering and suffering like him.

As for Zhu Biao, in addition to the kind father-like care, he also had high hopes for him.

After all, he also felt that his body was getting worse day by day. In this life, he could fight against heaven and life, but he could not fight against reason. No one in this world can leave alive, regardless of your emperors and generals, and he would die in a hundred years. This is the reason.

He has always regarded Zhu Biao as his successor, and the Ming Dynasty must be passed on.

He also deeply understood that after a great chaos, there would be great governance. Martial arts could establish a country, but could not rule the world with martial arts. If the fortune of the Ming Dynasty wanted to go further, it would still be necessary to pass on the country with kindness.

Therefore, he wanted to cultivate Zhu Biao into a benevolent king, and the way for civil and military officials was to relax and relax.

He was more strict with the world. When he was in Zhu Biao's hands, he was more kind to the world and the Ming Dynasty could go further.

In fact, Zhu Biao has also been very satisfied with him over the years. As a result, the Mao Xiang case was like a wake-up call. His impeccable heir was impeccable. As a result, Mao Xiang's knife not only hurt his heart as a father, but also hurt his heart for Zhu Biao's monarch and minister.

Will a person who even killed his father be kind to the people?

This is a question that Zhu Yuanzhang has been thinking about these days.

"I will report to Your Majesty, Jiang Yan, the governor of the Jinyiwei, was waiting for the order." At this time, Li Yunchang entered carefully and said.

"You are going out and Xuan Jiangxi will meet you." Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand and said.

The officials of the Jiangsu and Zhejiang Third Division were relieved and hurriedly kowtowed and thanked him, and retreated.

Then Jiang Yan entered the lobby wearing a robe and official clothes. He knelt down at the entrance of the lobby and bowed, shouting long live, lowered his head and raised his memorial in his hand and shouted: "At noon today, I received the news of Zhang Mu's flag of our headquarters and wiped out more than 300 bandits in the White Lotus Sect. After interrogation, he had confessed. Please ask Your Majesty to take a look."

"Come on." Zhu Yuanzhang said lightly.

Li Yunchang hurriedly held his memorial, lowered his head and placed it on the table, and then bowed and retreated.

Zhu Yuanzhang opened the memorial and took a look. The memorial was not Jiang Yan's handwriting, but probably Zhang Mu's. The word is very skillful. Jiang Yan is a general and does not have the ability.

The format of this memorial is a bit nonsense, but Zhu Yuanzhang didn't mind. He read it all over the top and bottom, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

The memorial said that this time Mao Xiang rebelled, the White Lotus Sect was deceiving people's hearts. Mao Xiang believed in slander and did such a rebellious thing. These White Lotus Sect members have confessed to it, and the evidence is conclusive.

When Zhu Yuanzhang saw this, he felt a little relaxed: "Follow me to see this kid. If you are injured, you won't take care of it well. I really think you are lucky."

When Jiang Yan heard Zhu Yuanzhang's tone relax, he hurriedly kowtowed and said, "As for your order."

Zhang Mu, who was in the wing room, was lying on the bed, grinning, and an old doctor with white hair and hair was changing his medicine.

From last night to now, I was lying here, and I felt like I was falling apart. I hurriedly wrote a memorial, and I was exhausted.

"Aren't you quite capable? It's like killing someone. If you want to let you run around, you deserve it." Yan Su said gloatingly, holding Chuanshuiliu.

At this moment, Mang Hu, Han Fangshan and others were all in the room. Suddenly, they heard the door open, and then it was silent. The room was silent. The doctor who changed the dressings to Zhang Mu stopped. Zhang Mu turned around and saw a crowd of people kneeling on the ground. Zhu Yuanzhang stepped in from outside and waved to ask, "How is his injury?"

"It was nothing serious, but he had a bumpy day and got a little inflamed." The doctor said on his knees.

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded and asked the doctor to continue changing the medicine for him. Mang Hu and others knelt on the ground and did not dare to get up. When Zhang Mu's medicine was changed, it was bandaged. The doctor took his leave. Zhu Yuanzhang said, "You all go down, there is no need to serve here."

Then the people in the room left clean.

"You little bastard, you actually went out to investigate the case with me on your back. How many lives do you have?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked with a frown.

"Your Majesty calms down. Bei Zhi is an informant who said that those White Lotus Sect's rebels lurking here, preparing to spread rumors and cause trouble. Bei Zhi is worried about His Majesty's safety, so he hurried to deal with Lord Jiang. He also asked His Majesty to punish him." Zhang Mu smiled.

"Spreading rumors? What's spreading rumors?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked with great interest.

"I dare not say anything about my humble position." Zhang Mu gritted his teeth.
Chapter completed!