Chapter 656 This guy really looks like a dog
The nine borders that seem indestructible in the eyes of ordinary people, as well as the huge number of Ming soldiers, are still the protectors of the Ming Dynasty.
But in the eyes of the Jinyiwei, the Nine Borders have been reduced to watchdogs for a long time.
Many times they found out about the messed up things of the generals in the nine frontiers and how they were afraid of the enemy, but after reporting it to them, they received no response.
Lu Bing knew that it was not that there was no response, but that he could not respond.
In recent years, the frequency of changing generals in the Nine Fronts is quite high, but after all the changes, the substance remains the same.
When they encountered Altan's troops, the soldiers of the Nine Frontiers could only hide in the city and watch their opponents wreak havoc.
But Jiang Qingzhi said, "I'm here, they dare not not attack!"
Lu Bing immediately thought of Jingguan.
If Jiang Qingzhi led his army to attack, he would certainly get the order from Emperor Jiajing to act at his own discretion.
Is it a problem for this great figure of Mohism to kill the border general who was as afraid of the enemy as a tiger?
Everyone was filled with awe.
Jiang Qingzhi said: "The second is to try to find out the number of troops that Altan Khan sent. Just a rough estimate will do."
Lu Bing asked, "Is there anything else? For example, do we need to inquire about the enemy's generals?"
Jiang Qingzhi shook his head, "No matter who the opponent is, just fight!"
He stood up and asked, "Anything else?"
Lu Bing shook his head subconsciously, and Jiang Qingzhi nodded, "Let's go."
The lobby remained quiet for a long time after he left.
"No matter who it is, just beat him up. This Long Wilbur... is really a man of great courage!"
I don't know who uttered the words that stunned everyone.
……
"Tell that person that the last time Jiang Qingzhi showed up, he said he wanted to exile Zhao Fang and my daughter, and it turned out to be true. Now he's shown up again, and his words directly refer to the past events. What should we do?"
"Yes."
After his confidant left, Liao Chen sighed in his study: "Things back then! Things back then! Fighting and fighting were all for the desire for power. I have been dormant for many years, and every time I wake up in the middle of the night, I think of the late emperor. The late emperor at that time... was really kind and amiable."
Although Emperor Zhengde had very positive ideas, he was quite good to his ministers, especially Yang Tinghe and others who were left by his father to assist him.
“Your Majesty, if you are gone, please don’t come back.” Liao Chen covered his face with his hands. “When a person dies, everything is over. Why did you come to look for me in my dream…”
Liao Chen's confidant went to a dilapidated temple in the capital.
There was an old monk in the dilapidated temple, looking dirty. He was holding a wine gourd, leaning against the base of the statue, drinking while watching his confidants come in.
"Master Shunyuan." The confidant bowed.
"I remember you." The old monk spoke but called himself "old man". "You were someone close to Liao Chen. Five years ago, you were here. I heard that Liao Chen's son-in-law and his family were arrested?"
"Yes."
"Then Liao Chen must be in trouble, otherwise the person he fears most in his life is me."
"The master asked me to pass on a message. The last time Jiang Qingzhi showed up, he said he wanted to exile Zhao Fang and my daughter, and it turned out to be true. Now he's shown up again, and his words directly refer to the past events. What should we do?"
The old monk's hand holding the wine gourd trembled for a moment, then he took a big gulp of the wine and laughed.
"Hahahaha!"
The more he laughed, the crazier he became, and finally he even beat his chest and stamped his feet, "Old times, old times...He's coming! He's coming! Hahahaha!"
This place is remote, and throughout the year only a few poor and ignorant men and women come here to burn some incense.
The confidant waited calmly.
After an unknown amount of time, the monk took a sip of wine while panting, tears falling from his eyes. "Tell Liao Chen that I have dreamed of that man every night these years. I dreamed of him smiling and calling me... Han Jing, come here. I have some delicious food here. I'll share half with you."
The confidant lowered his head, with despair and shock in his eyes.
He knew that after hearing these words, he would never be able to escape from this cage that would surely lead to his death.
"Go! Go!" The old monk waved his hand. The confidant hesitated for a moment and said, "Master, please teach me how to solve this problem."
"Tell Liao Chen the solution..." The old monk stared blankly into space, "Your Majesty, are you here?"
The confidant turned around suddenly, but there was no one behind him. No, there was an attendant he had placed outside to prevent anyone from eavesdropping.
“Your Majesty, this is not my idea, not my idea!” The old monk wailed, suddenly raised his head and slapped himself, “Tell Liao Chen that it’s time to die, it’s time to die! Hahahaha!
I have lived to this day, suffering every day. He is so glorious. What is the use of a family of glory and wealth? When the time comes, the whole family will die together... Tell him to think about Li Si."
This person is crazy!
The confidant did not even greet him and left immediately.
The old monk slowly turned around and looked at the statue. The statue was very strange, it looked like a middle-aged man, and seemed to be smiling. The statue was covered in dust, but only the face was exceptionally clean, as if someone carefully wiped it every day.
"His Majesty."
The old monk knelt down, "That year, I was bewitched and made a big mistake. I... wanted to die. But I was afraid of death, and under great suffering, I became a monk. Who would have thought that the outside world is also a place of fame and fortune, and I was squeezed everywhere... I had no choice but to sell my ancestral home and build this temple.
I have served Your Majesty for twenty-seven years, and I recite the Ksitigarbha Sutra every day, and I only ask Your Majesty to forgive my sins..."
The old monk lowered his head and spoke in a loud voice: "Thus I have heard, once the Buddha was in Trayastrimsa Heaven, preaching to his mother. At that time, all the Buddhas and great Bodhisattvas from the innumerable worlds in the ten directions, which were incalculable, came to the assembly and praised Shakyamuni Buddha for being able to display the inconceivable power of great wisdom and supernatural powers in the five turbidities and evil times, to subdue stubborn sentient beings, and to know the law of suffering and happiness..."
The voice gradually became fainter.
"Right here!"
There were hurried footsteps outside, and then Wang Ze rushed in with several Yan cavalrymen.
Inside the hall, there is a statue and an old monk kneeling on the ground.
"it's him!"
Wang Ze walked over, grabbed the old monk's shoulders and pulled him back.
He just felt that the old monk seemed not to resist and then fell backwards.
The old monk fell to the ground with a smile on his face, as if he was relieved.
"Dead?!" Wang Ze reached out and sniffed the old monk's breath, and said angrily: "Search!"
A Yanqi eunuch looked at the statue and said, "It's a little weird."
"What's so strange?" Wang Ze looked up. "How come I've never seen this statue before? And it's smiling, not dignified at all."
Wang Ze returned to the palace with nothing.
"I don't know the identity of that old monk, but the statue is a little strange."
"Weird?" Yan San frowned, "What's weird?"
"Smiling."
Yan San was startled. "You are so smiling, how did I think of that... Let's go and take a look."
After waking up, Emperor Jiajing would be in a daze for a while, and even Changle would stay away from him at this time.
"Your Majesty, Yan San requests to see you."
Emperor Jiajing's eyes moved and he nodded.
Yan San came in, bowed and said, "Your Majesty, Yan Qi followed Liao Chen's confidant to a dilapidated temple and found an old monk. This man was Han Jing, the manager of the Leopard Room of the previous emperor."
"Han Jing?" Emperor Jiajing's eyes moved slowly.
"Yes, but he is dead."
Emperor Jiajing said coldly: "Then why are you reporting this to me? Are you trying to cause trouble for me?"
His Majesty is in a bad mood when he wakes up... Huang Jin quickly brought a cup of hot tea to Emperor Jiajing to wake him up.
"Your Majesty, I found that the statue enshrined in that dilapidated temple looks quite familiar."
"Which god is it?" The Taoist asked calmly after taking a sip of tea. "The late emperor."
……
Jiang Qingzhi was recruited into the palace.
"...Han Jing was originally a manager in the Leopard House and was quite trusted by the late emperor. After the late emperor passed away, he took the initiative to ask to leave. I didn't expect that he was hiding in a dilapidated temple in the capital."
Yan San said slowly, with annoyance in his eyes, "That thief actually worshipped the statue of the late emperor in that dilapidated temple."
"This is a guilty conscience." Jiang Qingzhi narrowed his eyes. "Liao Chen sent someone to look for this person, which is also a guilty conscience. He lost his composure. I bet Liao Chen must be regretting it now."
……
"You shouldn't go, you shouldn't go!"
Liao Chen paced back and forth in the study.
"If you are being followed...have you been followed?" Liao Chen turned around and asked his confidant.
The confidant shook his head and said, "I was very cautious along the way and walked around the city several times before going there."
"That's good!"
Liao Chen felt relieved, but then he said anxiously: "If something happens... forget it, just go."
The confidant took his leave.
Liao Chen sat there for a long time, then suddenly sneered, "If Han Jing was arrested, the people who came to arrest me would have arrived by now. Since no one came, it means no one has discovered me. I am indeed a lucky person who is blessed by God!"
……
"Once this person is dead, how can we find a reason to arrest Liao Chen?"
Yan San politely asked Yan Qi for advice.
"Well, there is a way to deal with this matter."
"What method?"
"I have my own way."
After returning home, Jiang Qingzhi found Sun Bu Tong and said, "Go and invite a storyteller who is good at ventriloquism."
"Voice tricks?"
"Correct."
The storyteller who was good at ventriloquism was taken to Xin'an Lane in the afternoon.
"I once peeped at a woman bathing, but it was not a crime punishable by death..."
Just when the storyteller was feeling anxious, Jiang Qingzhi came in.
"I have something for you to do."
Then the storyteller got the script.
"Follow the rehearsal and don't get the order wrong."
The storyteller spoke.
"...Han Jing."
"The sinner is here."
"Do you know who this officer is?"
"You are...Yamaru."
"Do you admit your guilt..."
"The sinner knows his sin..."
……
"Chang Wei Bo said he had a way, but he refused to elaborate when I asked him."
Yan San felt that Jiang Qingzhi had gone too far by ignoring him, and he couldn't help but feel a little emotional when he reported it.
Emperor Jiajing asked, "Did Qingzhi say when he could be arrested?"
"Long Wilbur said... tonight."
"Tonight!" Emperor Jiajing's hand holding the jade awl suddenly tightened.
Those thieves!
The previous emperor's death was unclear, and Emperor Jiajing himself was almost burned to death or strangled to death.
"I want to see who it is!"
……
Liao Chen is old, and his wife has passed away long ago. Since then, Liao Chen has been living alone and is praised by the outside world as a role model gentleman.
Moreover, Liao Chen did not allow anyone to approach his bedroom, and he did not need any servants, so the surrounding houses were all empty, and anyone who dared to approach at night would be severely punished.
In the dead of night, a sound was heard from the bedroom.
"Your Majesty...I will die a thousand times, I will die a thousand times..."
Liao Chen was struggling on the bed, and suddenly he woke up with a sudden effort.
He sat up, panting, and took a sip of cold tea from the cup beside the bed.
He often has such nightmares and always wakes up in cold sweat.
"Your Majesty, I will go and offer the eternal lamp to Your Majesty later. I only ask Your Majesty to let me go!"
Liao Chen said weakly.
At this time, a sound was heard outside.
"Who is in the hall?"
"The sinner Han Jing."
"Who are you, officer?"
"You are...Yamaru!"
"Are you guilty?"
"The sinner knows his sin."
"King-killing is a great sin in the world. You shall be thrown into the eighteenth level of hell, and there shall be no rebirth for eternity."
"The sinner is willing to report it, the sinner is willing to report it!"
"Oh! Who are you reporting?"
"Liao Chen!"
"What's the matter?"
"Regicide!"
In the bedroom, Liao Chen looked at the door in horror, as if a ghost would break in at the next moment.
"Someone, bring Liao Chen's soul here!" Someone responded to the shouting, "Black and White Impermanence, follow my order!"
"No, it's not me!" Liao Chen huddled in a corner, shielding himself with his hands. "It was Jiang Bin. It was Jiang Bin who ordered me to do it. It was Jiang Bin who killed the king! The criminal was just an accomplice..."
Bang!
The door was kicked open from outside.
Liao Chen held his head in his hands. "The guilty party pleads guilty! The guilty party pleads guilty!"
"Master, this guy really looks like a dog!"
(End of this chapter)
