MTL - First Prince of Ming Dynasty-Chapter 735 poison

  Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slowly when he heard the words. The gentry and wealthy households in a few counties dared to defy the imperial court and cover up key criminals, which shows that his eyes are not as rampant as the king's law.

  Zhu Biao knew the result of this matter without thinking about it. It would be fine if Hu Weiyong ended up. It is understandable for the people below to do anything under the power of the prime minister.

  But since Hu Weiyong didn't have an end order, a few small families who are not on the stage have the courage to act like this, rebelling without objection, and they should copy and kill all the families to show the world.

   "How is Duan's?"

   "The letter has been sent, but I guess that before the letter is delivered, Duan Bao should send troops."

   "It's the best. After the remnants of the Yuan Dynasty in Liaodong and Yunnan are pacified, our achievements in this life will be almost complete."

A smile appeared on Zhu Yuanzhang's face. From a monk begging for alms bowls in troubled times, he joined the army as a small soldier with a knife wrapped around his head. He gradually became famous and promoted to a school. A crowd of heroes vying for the throne, making every effort to seek excellence and accept talents.

  Build high walls and accumulate food widely to become king, capture Yingtian and defeat Chen Han, fight Zhang Shicheng to unify Jiangnan, proclaim emperor and establish a country to expel Hulu and chase north.

   At this point, the remnants of the previous dynasty have been completely ended, the territory of the Han and Tang Dynasties has been recovered, the clothes of China have been restored, and the foundation of the family and country has been established.

   "Father, what are you talking about? Wanli Pengcheng has just spread his wings. When you are in the prime of life, you still have unfinished business."

  Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help but cast a sideways glance at his son: "We've finished all our achievements, what are you going to do in the future? Now that we've reached this point, Emperor Taizu Gao will be a hundred years from now, what about you?"

  The servants serving in the palace lowered their heads, wanting to kneel down but did not dare to make a sound.

  Zhu Biao smiled and walked behind his father, pressed his shoulders for him, and said: "I am not greedy, relying on my father's achievements, I will be content to be the Taiping Emperor in the future."

  Zhu Yuanzhang snorted: "If you really want to do this, we can't wait, hey..."

  Speaking of it, it is also a worry of happiness. I look forward to my son's success, but I am also afraid that my son will be too successful. How can I raise a son who doesn't know his lofty and lofty intentions.

  In the future, either he will be able to achieve outstanding achievements like himself, which is counted among the emperors of all dynasties, or he will be ridiculed by future generations after his failure.

  Zhu Biao didn't expect his father to be so worried, but after thinking about it, he understood that most of his thoughts recently were spent on Korea, Dongying and Nanyang.

  In Lao Zhu’s eyes, it’s like his son insists on staring at the poor neighbor’s only dung fork while neglecting his family’s ten thousand acres of fertile land and thousands of shops.

   Regarding this, Zhu Biao can only say: "My son knows it well, and my father is at ease."

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  Shangshu of the Ministry of Criminal Justice went straight to the Ministry of Criminal Justice after leaving the palace gate, and immediately ordered two Lang officials to join hands with the leader to set off, not only to capture Pan Fu, but also to take note of all the gentry officials who dared to be involved in the case recently.

  Being the Secretary of the Ministry of Punishments of this dynasty, he naturally knew the situation best when the Holy Majesty encountered this situation, and he would deal with it in this way in the end. Originally, he thought the punishment was a bit harsh.

   So far, he has suddenly realized that such a rebellious minister and thief, why should he be punished if he does not kill him!

   It almost got me involved, so what else can I say, I really deserve to die.

  In Liyang County, Pan’s family in Pan’s mansion, dressed in linen and wearing filial piety, is burning paper money in front of the altar, but Nuo Da’s house has no servants to serve him, and no relatives or old friends come to offer condolences.

  A figure walked into the mansion majesticly. Passers-by looked at each other in amazement after seeing it, but they didn't dare to say much.

   "Sister, I'm back."

The haggard-faced Pan turned around when he heard the sound, stared blankly at the younger brother who was thinking about it day and night, struggled to get up and rushed over, woke up before he could cry a few times, and hurriedly pushed him with his hands and cried: "You still don't know what to do?" What are you doing when you come back, hurry up, Dad, I will take care of the funeral here, don't come back again."

  Pan Fu gently held his sister in his arms: "Sister, it's okay, thank you for your hard work."

  Ms. Pan beat her younger brother hard a few times, and then she couldn't help crying anymore: "You wicked person, you did such a great thing. Now that your family is ruined, what should I do?"

   "You are a married woman, and the responsibility of the Pan family's crimes will not fall on you. Sister, you can live in peace in the future, and don't worry about it anymore."

  Pan looked up with red eyes: "Mother left early, and father left too. If you are not here, how can I survive as a woman?"

  Pan Fu's eyes flashed sharply when he heard the words: "That man dares to divorce you? Hehe, how bold you are."

  All kinds of vicious methods flashed in an instant. He has reached this point. It couldn't be easier to drag people to be buried with him. There is really no taboo.

   I can't help feeling sad from my heart, it's easy to kill and destroy a family, but it's hard to keep my sister from it, especially after his death, if there is another turmoil in her sister's life, what can he do?

  No family, no blood brothers, a family of women, even if they have tens of millions of net worth, so what, they will just let others slaughter them.

   "My rich brother, sister is not afraid of this matter. You have hope if you are alive, and you must live. If you can come to see me, there must be a way, right?"

  Pan Fu looked at her apologetically and said: "I can't escape for a while and I can't escape for a lifetime. Those people are held by me, but they are weak in the end. The court exerts its strength, and that is when I was caught."

   "I'm here to see you for the last time."

  Pan's tears couldn't stop flowing, but she was trying to force a smile on her face: "Okay, besides Sister, who else can you see again, Sister also misses you, it would be great to see you again."

  Pan Fu knelt down slowly: "Whether I am a father or not, in order to enjoy wealth and honor, I have done countless evils. It is not a pity to have this retribution, but it has hurt you."

   "A family shares wealth and wealth, and if there is retribution, I should have a share of it. Sister is not wronged either."

   This statement is not false, as the only daughter of Pan, she has been the apple of the eye since she was a child, and her food and clothing costs are more than one level higher than that of Pan Fu, and even the young ladies of the ordinary prefect's family can't compare.

  When they got married, they took away nearly half of the Pan family property, and both Master Pan and Pan Fu were willing.

  Pan wiped her tears with her white sleeve: "You stay with dad first, I'll get you some food, I think you're hungry too."

"good."

  After Mrs. Pan left, Pan Fu looked at his father's spirit seat and said: "Father, Zhao Zhen and Jiang Shiru have already been dragged into the water by his son. It is too late for them to withdraw at this time, and the son has only one last step left."

"Originally, according to your explanation, in order to leave a way for my sister to survive, I shouldn't go to the lord's idea, but now my son sees that without you and my protection, she is a woman, and even if she lives, it will be difficult. It's like going home."

  He took out a small porcelain bottle from his bosom and shook it slightly. Inside was the poison prepared for himself, in case Zhao Zhen and others conspired to torture him.

Half an hour later, Pan Fu staggered out of the mansion with a mournful expression on his face. The guards who were watching rushed forward to encircle him, but he was immediately thrown down by the people around him. A group of young men rushed out from the side of the street to cover Pan Fu disappeared.

The new county magistrate, who arrived in a hurry, kept yelling and yelling, and people asked Mrs. Pan to come out for questioning, but they only heard the terrified screams of the county magistrate. When everyone entered, they saw Mrs. Pan lying on his back in front of the mourning hall, with neat clothes and hands folded on his stomach , his face was blue and black, his lips were purple, like a ghost.

   "What a vicious beast!"

   "Probably because he was afraid that his elder sister would reveal his whereabouts, so he did it. It's worse than a beast!"

   "Okay, you dare to scold Pan Fu, be careful that he will look for you tonight."

  Pan Fu used to have a notorious reputation in Liyang for stopping crying, but now he even murdered his own sister. It can be seen that he is such a vicious person, and the guards trembled a few times.

   "How long has it been? I haven't caught Pan Fu yet. The people from Beijing are nothing special. I thought the master of the Ministry of Punishment was very capable."

  The county magistrate of Liyang put on a dark face and asked Wu Zuo to come for an autopsy, and sent someone to Pan's husband's family. It's up to them how to deal with the dead body in the end.

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