Beizhen Fusi, imperial edict.

Luo Yangxing held up the lamp in his hand, and the dancing flames dispersed some of the darkness. His bright eyes could not conceal his horror as he looked at Yuan Chonghuan who was writing at his desk, and Yuan Chonghuan's fragmentary thoughts echoed in his ears.

"I am guilty... I am a sinner of the Ming Dynasty. I am ashamed of my trust in the emperor... I should not bully superiors and subordinates like this, and do arrogant things for my own selfish gain..."

At this time, Yuan Chonghuan's eyes were wide open and bloodshot. He looked very ferocious. He even laughed maniacally when he wrote about the excitement.

Luo Yangxing couldn't figure it out. Just asking a person to stay awake and imprisoning him in a dark and airtight cell could make him lose his mind and go crazy...

On Jinyiwei's side, it is not that there are no similar punishments, but they are simply locked up, but they are never told to sleep. Why is this punishment set by the emperor so unbelievable?

'Yuan Chonghuan, have you forgotten the innocent souls who died in your hands? Can the fame you pursue make you forget those innocent souls?'

'Yuan Chonghuan, can you really keep your power by using the Liao salaries allocated by the imperial court and the money and food squeezed out of the national treasury to win over the hearts and minds of the privileged faction in Liaodong?'

'Yuan Chonghuan, do you think that because you were good at killing Mao Wenlong, you can make him obey you? Are the military exploits you made in Liaodong during the Tianqi Dynasty really the result of you alone?'

'Yuan Chonghuan...'

That article was written by Emperor Chongzhen himself and was repeated over and over again twelve hours a day by the Jinyi Guards of Beizhen Fusi, so that Yuan Chonghuan, who was imprisoned in a dark room, could not sleep at all.

Luo Yangxing, who could not control the emergence of these things, felt a deep chill deep in his heart. Especially when he saw the confession letter written by the somewhat crazy Yuan Chonghuan, he did not dare to read any more.

I thought that the tough-talking Yuan Chonghuan would never write anything unfavorable to himself, but I never thought that Yuan Chonghuan not only wrote it all, but also had so many hidden secrets.

Secretly exchanged letters with Taiji, the chief of the Jianlu slaves.

Jiao Zhaoshan’s true purpose of killing Mao Wenlong.

The DPRK supported some activities of the Yuan faction.

It even includes some of Liaodong generals...

"I've written it all, I've written it all!" When Luo Yangxing was stunned, Yuan Chonghuan threw away the wolf hair in his hand, turned around, widened his eyes, grabbed Luo Yangxing's leg excitedly, and howled: "Call me

Die, tell me to die quickly, ah..."

Yuan Chonghuan, who was deeply in the city, never thought that one day he would be in such a situation where he could neither survive nor die. He was so mentally disturbed that he really wanted to sleep forever at this moment.

"Someone is coming!"

Looking at the crazy Yuan Chonghuan, Luo Yangxing suppressed the shock and shouted in a deep voice: "Immediately put this person under strict guard, and nothing can go wrong!"

"Here!"

Outside the carefully arranged black room, several guards in golden uniforms rushed in. They picked up Yuan Chonghuan and walked out of the dark room regardless of how Yuan struggled.

Luo Yangxing, who was holding the lamp, stood quietly, looking at the papers scattered on the wooden table. His heart tightened, and he immediately squatted down on one knee, "Pa~", and the sound of the lamp falling was heard in the cramped dark room.

, Luo Yangxing hurriedly gathered the papers, put them into his arms very quickly, then stood up and walked out of the dark room, not wanting to stay here for a moment.

In recent days, more and more officials and censors have gathered at Meridian Gate. Luo Yangxing, who had not completed his decree, was more anxious than anyone else when he found out about this.

After all, the reason why the country experienced such turmoil was Yuan Chonghuan, who was imprisoned in the imperial edict. As for what those officials and censors said, Luo Yangxing didn't believe it at all.

If this matter was not completed well, Luo Yangxing thought of his own fate.

However, after completing his will, Luo Yangxing felt fearful. He felt deeply afraid of Emperor Chongzhen's methods.

From Fusi in Beizhen, he rushed all the way to the Meridian Gate. Luo Yangxing, who had regained his composure for a moment, saw dozens of officials kneeling down one by one and gathering silently.

Some elderly officials were even shaking uncontrollably, but they still knelt on the spot. This silent protest was the most deadly.

If Emperor Chongzhen cannot handle this matter well, the blow to his dignity will undoubtedly be the most fatal.

"Shashasha..."

Luo Yangxing's pace quickened. Under the gaze of countless eyes, the skirt of the flying fish suit he wore fluttered, and the hoarse curses of some ministers sounded behind him.

'Treacherous minister!'

'Villain...'

Those titles with derogatory words were used to greet Luo Yangxing mercilessly, but Luo Yangxing did not care at all when he was scolded.

At this moment, he just wants to meet the emperor as soon as possible!

…

"Huh~"

Emperor Chongzhen leaned on the dragon chair and exhaled softly. Looking at the texts in front of him, his tired expression showed a little relief. He was finally asked to write down some of the plans related to the expansion of the military warfare bureau and the restructuring of the post office.

Come down.

"Your Majesty, please drink some tea." Wang Dehua, who was waiting nearby, leaned over and handed a cup of tea and said: "Your Majesty, please don't be so tired. You must take care of your dragon body..."

"I know, don't try to persuade me again."

Emperor Chongzhen took the tea cup, took a sip and said, "By the way, have there been any courtiers who have fainted at the Meridian Gate these past two days? How is Liu Zongzhou doing?"

"Your Majesty, there is no one who has fainted." Wang Dehua hurriedly raised his hands and said: "Liu Zongzhou, the imperial censor of Zuodu of the Imperial Procuratorate, is in good spirits. This time..."

"Your Majesty, Commander of the Jinyi Guards, Luo Yangxing, pays homage to the Emperor!!"

While Wang Dehua was reporting, Luo Yangxing's voice sounded outside Dongnuan Pavilion of Qianqing Palace, which made Emperor Chongzhen raise his eyebrows slightly.

"It seems that Yuan Chonghuan has written the confession I wanted."

Emperor Chongzhen said with an indifferent expression, he put down the tea cup in his hand, stood up and walked towards the outside of Dongnuan Pavilion, Wang Dehua paced hurriedly behind him.

"Huhu..."

The cold wind brought Emperor Chongzhen out of Dongnuan Pavilion, and he suddenly woke up and looked at Luo Yangxing who was kneeling on the ground.

After pondering for a moment, Emperor Chongzhen said: "Yuan Chonghuan has already been recruited?"

"They're all here."

Luo Yangxing's concise words mean to be frightened.

"Bring it to me and let me have a look." Emperor Chongzhen stood with his hands behind his hands, looked at Luo Yangxing and said, "I would like to see what Yuan Chonghuan did behind my back."

"Here!"

Luo Yangxing stood up carefully, took out the confession book from his arms, held it with respectful hands, bowed and walked quickly towards Emperor Chongzhen. The slight tremor made Emperor Chongzhen narrow his eyes slightly.

I'm afraid that after seeing some of the content, Luo Yangxing felt fear in his heart.

It seems that the case of Yuan Chonghuan will become the most important case of the Chongzhen Dynasty.
Chapter completed!