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"Your Highness, there are rumors that when Uncle Xinghe was worshiping, there wassomeone talking in the mausoleum, and it sounded like the voice of the old prince."
Zhu Jiyi's face was ugly. He specially found a long sword and held it in his hand, looking around.
"Replace people! Replace all those people, and then um!"
The long sword flashed with cold light, and it made a slight false cut, just like Zhu Jiyi's expression at this time, full of murderous intent.
Zhu Jiyi always felt that his eyelids were twitching, and he fidgeted and asked: "Is there any truth to this matter?"
The visitor said: "Your Highness, Zhou Ting was already in a panic and was questioning his subordinates one by one."
"Then hurry up and clean up!"
Zhu Jiyi sighed, this was a guilty conscience. If this matter was true, Zhou Ting would come and report it to him immediately.
So is it really a spiritual manifestation?
Zhu Jiyi blinked his eyes, shrank his body back, his eyes were frightened, and he was looking around for something.
??The people below can all see it - this prince is guilty and scared!
What is he afraid of?
The people below were muttering in their hearts, their eyes were not quite right.
As a leader, you have to stay calm at all times and never show timidity no matter what happens.
"As soon as you show your timidity, the people below will lose heart and become more flexible."
Zhu Jiyi coughed dryly, turned his eyes and said: "This matter is not harmful, it is just a slander by some villains. We sent people to investigate and dealt with everything found."
At this time, the vassal king was still waiting to die, so Zhu Jiyi dared to be so awesome and coaxing. If in another hundred years, if he dared to search and arrest people all over the city and deal with people in large numbers without permission, the magistrate's bullets would probably drown out the emperor's imperial case.
The people below think about it. If the emperor of Ming Dynasty is Zhu Di, then the emperor of Taiyuan is Zhu Jiyi.
Seeing the relaxed expressions on his men's faces, Zhu Jiyi cursed in his heart and said, "Go and ask Fang Xing what he is doing in Taiyuan."
The man in black robe lowered his head to accept the order and was about to go out. The man who had gone to deal with the sergeant guarding the tomb came back again, with a panic on his face.
The man in black robe was stunned, watching this man running in, and said anxiously: "Your Highness, there are rumors outside, saying that it is that it is"
"What is it?"
Zhu Jiyi asked through gritted teeth. He almost couldn't help but want to throw the long sword in his hand.
The man was trembling all over and said: "Your Highness, there are rumors that your Highness wants to want to kill someone"
"Kill and silence!"
"Shameless!"
Zhu Jiyi finally threw the long sword in his hand. The man lowered his head subconsciously, and then the long sword flew over his head.
It¡¯s so dangerous!
"What nonsense! This is slander! This is shameless slander! I want to complain to His Majesty and impeach Fang Xing! I want"
What are you going to do?
The people below all lowered their heads, knowing in their hearts that this prince¡¯s first test after coming to power has come.
"Come here, wait for me to write a letter to you!"
The letter was written to Zhu Gaosui. In the letter, Zhu Jiyi first recalled the "deep friendship" between the two, and then said that Taiyuan was "rich in products" and was a treasure land, etc.
With the final twist of the pen, the murderous aura came out.
" That person woke up and went to Taiyuan City. He was causing trouble all day long. The people in the city were miserable! I had no choice but to endure it because I didn't know the purpose of this person's coming"
After writing the letter, Zhu Jiyi hurriedly arranged for someone to deliver it to Peking.
¡°There must be a reply, otherwise you won¡¯t have to come back!¡±
The messenger left with a sad face, and the man in black robe said: "Your Highness, King Zhao is so smart that he will definitely not leave any writing to us."
Letters are evidence. Most people with evil intentions will handle their writing carefully.
Zhu Jiyi scolded: "Then go ahead and steal, go ahead and cheat, and you can also lie to me about his pen and ink!"
With Zhu Gaosui's handwritten letter, Zhu Jiyi felt confident.
"That is His Majesty's beloved son. Only by being linked to him can we live a good life in the future. Do you understand?"
Zhu Jiyi's eyes seemed to have fire burning: "As you know, the current prince is not favored by your majesty, but King Zhao has been staying in Peiping. Why? It's just that your majesty is still waiting for the opportunity."
?Encouraging your subordinates is also a skill. A leader who can make his subordinates excited and screaming with just a few words must have great abilities.
"I heard that the prince's feet are getting worse and worse. He can't walk without help, and he has to be carried when he goes in and out. Look at the history books. In which dynasties and generations of princes were so useless? So the opportunity will be in the future. Everyone must If we work together and succeed, we will naturally rise to the occasion!"
The three people below all nodded, their eyes also showing ambition.
As long as people have the opportunity to make progress, they will seize it consciously or unconsciously. This is instinct.
Without this instinct, human beings would not progress so fast, and perhaps they are still engaged in slash-and-burn farming. Every day he runs around with his lower body wrapped in a few leaves, and he can climb trees better than an ape.
Zhu Jiyi nodded with satisfaction, and was about to say a few words of encouragement when there was a commotion outside, and then a guard came in and said: "Your Highness, Uncle Xinghe is at the gate, threatening to break in."
Zhu Jiyi's eyes flashed brightly, he stood up and said, "How many people did he bring?"
The guard thought of the group of sergeants behind Fang Xing who were exuding coldness, and shuddered and said, "Your Highness, there are more than a hundred people in one hundred households."
Zhu Jiyi kicked the chair over and roared: "Call the guards, I want to see what Fang Xing wants to do today!"
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At the gate of Prince Jin's Mansion, Fang Xing was looking at the plaque with his hands behind his hands, and said in wonder, "Who wrote this? Find it out and ask him to write ten or eight for me."
Fang Xing has a problem with collecting calligraphy and paintings. This problem has become widely known and everyone thinks it is an 'elegant disease'.
Huang Zhong coughed dryly and said, "Uncle, this person is probably gone."
Fang Xing turned around and saw that the common people were watching the excitement from a distance. It was obvious that the fear of Prince Jin's Mansion had penetrated deep into his bones.
"This is the sweetness of power!"
Huang Zhong said: "Uncle, these are just a few."
Fang Xing shook his head and said: "The county magistrate who ruins the family, the governor who destroys the family, without a set of detailed laws to restrain the superiors and subordinates, and without an effective supervision system, there is no way to think about how to govern the officials!"
"Uncle, someone is coming."
Fang Xing turned around, looked at the palace guards who rushed towards him with great force, and said with a smile: "Did Zuo Wei go in?"
Xin Laoqi whispered: "Go in, I just took advantage of the mess at the gate and took him in with Xiao Dao."
Hearing this, Fang Xing felt calm and stepped forward to greet him.
At this time, the momentum cannot be lost. When Xin Laoqi saw this, a fierce light flashed in his eyes, and he shouted: "Follow me, whoever dares to draw a knife on the master, hack him to death!"
So there was a scene similar to the gang conflict of later generations.
Fang Xing took the lead, followed by more than a hundred sergeants who were scouting hundreds of households.
But the situation on the opposite side was obviously much inferior. The guards were in front, but Zhu Jiyi could not be seen.
"Does a thing that has shrunk its eggs deserve to be crowned king?"
The distance between the two sides was ten meters. Fang Xing raised his hands and both sides stood still.
"Fang Xing, what do you want to do when you break into the palace?!" (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com