(This chapter is inverse to the content of the previous chapter... it has been corrected now.)

Amid the cheers, many ordinary people from Taiyuan entered the city one after another.

For them, it is undoubtedly a very upsetting move to see the traitor being executed just after they returned home.

One thing to be clear is that although Taiyuan City was abandoned by Li Zicheng's subordinates, the people in this city actually have a greater recognition of their identity as "Ming people". Who made them become Ming people who have been a Ming people for hundreds of years?

Therefore, when something happens, they will subconsciously think of the Ming government. When they need help, they beg for rescue from the Ming government. When they don’t get help, they will naturally scold the Ming officials.

To a certain extent, Zhu Cixuan's action did play a better role in the Ming Dynasty's future restoration of order here.

Li Guozhen walked down the city wall with excitement and suddenly remembered a question: "By the way, Your Highness, what should those surrendered officials do?"

In fact, there are still a group of people in prison. These people are all officials from the Qing Dynasty. Dashun in Taiyuan City. Some even completed the transformation of the Ming Dynasty-Dashun-Manchu Qing Dynasty in the past few months. They are truly slaves from the three surnames.

Zhu Cixuan smiled and said, "Why, Xiangcheng Bo wants to plead for them?"

Li Guozhen hurriedly said, "Your Highness is joking. Of course, these people should be killed. I think they are local snakes after all. If they can get their help, will the Ming Dynasty rebuild its rule faster?"

Zhu Ciyang smiled and asked Li Guozhen a question: "Xiangcheng Bo, you should know that the reason why this palace executed the people of these eight Shanxi merchants was because they had sold weapons and food to Jiannu for a long time, right?"

Li Guozhen nodded quickly.

Zhu Cixuan smiled again and said, "Have you ever thought that the weapons and food needed by Jiannu are actually a very huge number. If you want to satisfy Jiannu, you must have a huge convoy to transport these materials out of the customs, and you have to transport them continuously. Do you think that for such a big change, the local officials and the generals responsible for guarding the pass will know nothing?"

Li Guozhen suddenly stopped and a chill rose in his heart: "Your Highness means..."

Zhu Ciyang said lightly: "It's just a transaction of money and power. Don't you understand? The entire Shanxi officialdom and army have been infiltrated by these Shanxi merchants. This is why the Ming Dynasty has repeatedly banned the smuggling of Jiannu in Shanxi over the years. A complete chain of interests has been formed here. Merchants, officials, generals, and everyone will benefit from this chain. Even if there are many orders in Beijing, what's the use?"

Li Guozhen was speechless at all.

Zhu Cixuan patted Li Guozhen on the shoulder and said, "If you want to pull out this cancer, you must apply a strong medicine. If it is normal, it is actually quite difficult for me to apply a strong medicine, but it is different now. Xiangcheng Bo, you are a smart person, and you should understand what I mean."

Li Guozhen stared blankly at Zhu Cilang's departure, and a huge wave broke out in his mind.

Of course he understood what Zhu Cilang meant.

Since officials, merchants, and generals have all become prosperous and losers, then trying to move the other one is equivalent to moving them all. If they move them all, it will inevitably lead to chaos in Shanxi.

But what about now? Shanxi itself is already in chaos. It was poisoned twice by Li Zicheng and Jiannu, and even half of the people were kidnapped.

At this time, Shanxi was completely a scene after a major disaster. No matter how hard Zhu Cilang tried, it would be almost impossible to get worse.

So what Zhu Ciyang has to do next is to completely uproot everyone in the chain of selling the country and kill them all!

When he thought of this, Li Guozhen's body trembled suddenly. He immediately returned to his living room and wrote a letter to his wife in Beijing.

"Tell the people in the family that they have recently refused to visit and plead with people from Shanxi or who have become relatives with Shanxi officials. It is best not to see each other even if they don't meet them!"

After writing this letter, Li Guozhen breathed a sigh of relief and wiped his sweat.

After a while, Li Guozhen said to himself: "The Jin Party... I'm afraid it's over this time!"

There were many parties in the court, in addition to the famous Donglin Party, there were also Jin Party, Chu Party, Zhejiang Party, etc.

But immediately, Li Guozhen snorted, looking at himself: "Don't care, I'm a princeling!"

Zhu Cilang was walking on a gloomy and dark road, with torches inserted in the dark tunnel, and shadows flashed in the uncertainty.

But Zhu Cilang was in a very happy mood.

Fang Gongqian led the way in front of Zhu Cixuan, and said in a very brisk tone while leading the way: "Your Highness, you basically confessed."

Zhu Ciyang nodded and asked, "Have you confirmed the authenticity? I don't want to do it for a long time and end up being a slander."

Fang Gongqian smiled and said seriously: "Your Highness, don't worry, our East Factory is full of talents, and I have never forgotten the skills passed down by our predecessors."

Zhu Cilang refused to comment.

Rebuilding the East Factory is an inevitable decision. As the saying goes, the heavy punishment must be used in troubled times. Before the Ming Dynasty, it was already a situation where the last breath could be lost at any time. If Zhu Cixuan did not arrest the East Factory, would he expect the officials of the Ministry of Rites to convince the traitors to wake up?

Screams came quickly, and even with a heavy gate could not be blocked. This made Zhu Cixuan know that the place would arrive soon.

In the dark cell, various torture instruments and even a stove, the Ming prisoners who were hung up by the cross, everything is perfectly in line with the ancient scenes in the movie. In addition, the bloody smell that has already floated into the tip of the nose in the air feels even more terrifying than any film and television work.

But Zhu Cilang was very adaptable to this, because this horror atmosphere was exactly what he wanted to impose on these traitors.

There is a table in the cell with thick papers on it.

Zhu Cixuan sat in front of the table, carefully examining the files one by one.

After a long time, Zhu Cixuan looked up and said, "That's all right? All the reviews have been completed?"

Fang Gongqian nodded quickly.

Zhu Cixuan smiled and looked at the prisoner in front of him: "Who is he?"

Fang Gongqian hurriedly said, "Zhang Xiaodong, he is Fan Yongdou's son-in-law. He used to be the chief of Taiyuan Prefecture, and the city gate was opened by him in collaboration with others."

Zhu Cilang nodded and said, "That's good, start with him. By the way, how many prisoners do we have?"

Fang Gongqian said: "There are 134 people who have been convicted."

Zhu Cilang calculated a little and said lightly: "From tomorrow, we will pull two people out every hour during the day, and after the crime is announced, Lingchi."

Fang Gonggan hesitated for a moment and said softly: "Your Highness, according to common sense, this should be given to the Three Juris..."
Chapter completed!