Ming Ting

Chapter 549: Put pressure

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As soon as these memorials were written, the court naturally couldn't sit still, but had no way of solving them. They discussed one by one, and could only pretend to be deaf and dumb, avoiding and watching the situation.

King Lu, King Zhao and others are still walking, drawing more people to write for them.

Before noon, King Lu and others arrived at the Jiading Bofu.

Uncle Jiading, Zhou Kui, is the father of Empress Chongzhen Zhou and the grandfather of the current emperor.

At this moment, Zhou Kui was lying in her arms, his face was pale, dying, his eyes were dim, and he coughed constantly.

King Lu and the others already knew about Bo Jiading, and looking at him, not only were they not depressed, but secretly happy.

Dai Wang sat on the side of the bed and sighed: "Bo Jiading, you are still fine. After all, the house is kept, but I don't have anything anymore, so I went to the capital alone."

King Zhao said: "Bo Jiading, rest assured, the emperor is young and needs someone to support him. First, the queen is loyal, and you can't have any more accidents."

King Xiang said bitterly: "Yes, Uncle Jiading, take care of it. Look at us. There is no place to live. I wanted to ask the emperor for some money. Who knows the big figures of the imperial court and bully the emperor’s youth? , Not only didn’t pay any money, but also drove us back..."

Even if Zhou Kui could feel relieved, he couldn't hear it at the end. He struggled to sit up and coughed violently, "What are you talking about? They bullied the emperor?"

Several princes looked at each other, and King Lu caredly said: "Uncle Jiading, lying down, the emperor is young after all, the first emperor, the first queen and other brothers have been killed, and there are no other uncles and elders, no help, you too Knowing that those adults in the court, even the first emperor dared to bully, let alone the emperor..."

Zhou Kui coughed violently, his face flushed, and struggling to say angrily: "Come here and come! Carry me into the palace! Carry me into the palace!"

The subordinates hurriedly dissuaded him, but Zhou Kui was willing to listen. Someone bullied his grandson and the current emperor. How could he, the grandfather, the head of the country, be tolerated

Wang Lu and the others looked at Zhou Kui being carried out, and they looked at each other and couldn't help but laugh.

When Zhou Kui, the governor, enters the palace, see how those people can hide? The emperor can still turn a deaf ear!

Before long, Zhou Kui was carried into the Palace of the Qing Dynasty.

When Zhu Cihong learned that Zhou Kui was seriously ill, he was shocked, and he hurriedly came to see him. He looked at Zhou Kui who was lying limp in the chair, his face pale, as if he was about to fail, and said nervously: "My grandfather, why are you here?"

Zhou Kui looked at Zhu Cihong, took his hand, tears in his eyes, and trembled: "Your Majesty, I'm sorry, your Majesty has been bullied..."

Zhu Cihong was still a little unsure, so he took Zhou Kui's hand and said, "Taigong, what happened?"

Zhou Kui lost his wealth and his sons and daughters were killed, especially the queen’s daughter, the emperor’s son-in-law, who was martyred to the country. His heart was painful with a thousand words, but he didn’t know where to start. He just cried and cried: "Your Majesty, the first emperor was killed, the world is under the control* *, the courtiers are ambitious and don't put your majesty in their eyes. Your majesty, what you can rely on now is not the foreign ministers, but our blood relatives, the clan..."

Although Zhu Cihong was young, he was also clever. He immediately understood and said softly: "Grandpa, is it for the kings' salary?"

Zhou Kui's face was pale, his voice trembled, and he coughed from time to time. He said, "Your Majesty, it's not a question of salary. The clan is the most powerful pillar of the emperor. With them, foreign ministers dare not arrogant, and must not break their arms..."

Looking at Zhou Kui's pale expression, Zhu Cihong frowned and thought about it. He looked at Li Zhong again.

Li Zhong is now playing a loyal eunuch who is dedicated to the little emperor. He bowed and said, "Long live master, the slave servant thinks what Jiading Bo is right."

Zhu Cihong frowned, thinking about this in his heart, but somehow he couldn't understand it. He looked at Li Zhong and said, "Then, what should I do if the treasury has no money?"

Uncle Jiading suddenly coughed violently, and said anxiously: "Your Majesty, don't be fooled by them. The robbers are raiding the capital. To say nothing, there are 30 million. He definitely can't take away all of them. He must have been hidden by foreign ministers. , Without you..."

Li Zhong was startled and said, "Bo Jiading, what does this mean?"

Zhu Cihong also looked at him, thirty million, that's a huge sum of money, why is there no wind at all

No one told him about it.

Zhou Kui naturally inferred too, because he had a large part of it!

Zhou Kui couldn't explain clearly, his face flushed with a violent cough, and he grasped Zhu Cihong's hand and said with difficulty: "Your Majesty, the foreign court is not credible!"

Suddenly, Zhu Cihong remembered something and turned to Li Zhong and said, "Grandpa Li, I remember that my father's money has some money, how much is it? Where are you going now?"

Li Zhong immediately raised his head and thought about it. He thought carefully, and said: "The inner money has always been under the management of the prince and the public, and the exact amount of slaves and maids is not known. Later, the thief entered the capital, and the slaves and maids protected you, and the prince followed the first emperor and detailed whereabouts. The thief should be able to go, and then the slave and maid did not know it."

Zhu Cihong didn't know the details of the internal money, but he always felt that there should be a lot of money. With Li Zicheng's request for "sending money" in the capital, there should be a lot of money in it, and it is too late to bring it out of the capital.

Zhu Cihong had some doubts about Zhou Zheng in his heart, and raised his small face and said, "Have you ever mentioned it to you?"

Li Zhong's eyes tightened, and immediately thought that Zhu Cihong would definitely not know his relationship with Zhou Zheng, and he shook his head calmly and said, "No."

Zhu Cihong's face was sullen, and he said, "The first assistant came to see me. By the way, there is also the Shangshu of the Criminal Ministry."

Li Zhong knew that Zhu Cihong was not stupid, but very intelligent. He should suspect that Zhou Zheng had hid the silver and responded as usual, and sent someone to preach Zhou Yanru and Li Hengbing, the official book of the Criminal Ministry.

Zhou Yanru and Li Hengbing soon arrived at the Palace of the Qing Dynasty. They looked at Zhou Kui, who was lying on the chair and coughing constantly, and saluted Zhu Cihong who was standing: "The minister sees your majesty."

Zhu Cihong sternly said, "Zhou Aiqing, I ask you, have you ever seen the huge sums of money and food raided by thieves in the capital?"

Li Zicheng searched not only gold, silver and jewellery, but also'military rations', which was also a considerable number, and all of them would be burned out in the future.

Zhou Yanru hadn’t seen it before, but he knew everything in his heart. They were all in the hands of Zhou Zheng. He pretended to hesitate for a while, and said, “The old official hasn’t seen it. It must be the thief who hid it.”

Zhu Cihong actually had doubts about Zhou Yanru. Such a large sum of silver was impossible to hide. No one knew. He frowned, looked at Li Hengbing, and said, "Li Aiqing, haven't you seen it either?"

Li Hengbing had no expression on his face, saying: "Your Majesty, when the Xibei conquered the capital, there was a great chaos inside and outside Beijing. Someone saw the burglars transporting dozens of carriages out of Beijing. Later, the burglars were defeated. I don’t know where to go. The minister recently searched for the remnants of thieves in the capital, and found some clues, which should be buried somewhere outside the city."

Zhu Cihong's eyes were happy, and he said, "When can I find it?" (End of this chapter)