Zhu Cixiang glanced at Yue Yang:

"I'm afraid of a ball. If I make a mistake, I will take care of it!"

Yue Yang did not expect that the crown prince would use foul language, so he smiled awkwardly and said nothing.

Zhu Cixiang only read the contents of the first confession, and then focused on the names of these people's ancestors.

"Xue Lian, Marquis of Yangwu, Xu Yunzhen, Duke of Dingguo, Anyuanhou, Linhuaihou, Cheng'anbo, Dongningbo, Wujinbo, etc., and even the grandson of his grandfather Zhou Kui are among them, as well as eight civil servants in the court."

For the sake of business after Jun comes back, Zhu Cixiang will not go on a killing spree just because of the conflict in the restaurant.

He plans to extort a sum of money from these nobles and corrupt officials first, and then look for opportunities to get rid of all these moths.

Thinking of his penniless grandfather Zhou Kui, Zhu Cixiang was surprised. Why could his grandson hang out with these people? Could it be that Zhou Kui was willing to give him a large sum of money for food, drink and entertainment?

So Zhu Cixiang glanced at the crowd and asked:

"Where is Zhou Tong!"

"Grandpa, what's the matter? A fat boy about fifteen years old crawled out from the crowd!"

Zhu Cixiang looked at his little cousin with disgust and asked:

"I heard that Zhou Kui has nothing to lose. Why do you have money to fool around with these people? Doesn't Zhou Kui feel distressed?"

The young man in front of him seemed to know his grandfather Zhou Kui. Zhou Tong seemed to see the hope of being forgiven and said hurriedly:

"Little grandpa, although Zhou Kui is stingy to others, he is very generous to your grandson. No matter what I want, he will find a way to fulfill it, because my grandson is the only grandson of his Zhou family.

Once he cannot satisfy his grandson, he will pretend to commit suicide. Zhou Kui suddenly panics. Although money is equal to his life, if something happens to his grandson, the Zhou family will be extinct..."

When Zhou Tong talked about his dealings with his grandfather, he immediately talked endlessly, forgetting the situation he was in. Zhu Cixiang knew that Zhou Kui was very stingy and did not expect that his grandson could make him submissive.

He waved his hand to interrupt Zhou Tong:

"Okay, since Zhou Kui loves his grandson so much, write a letter asking him to hand over two hundred thousand taels of silver!"

When he heard that the other party wanted two hundred thousand taels of silver, Zhou Tong's eyes darkened and he almost peed in fear:

"What? Two hundred thousand taels of silver? Little grandpa, please forgive me. Even if you let your grandson be a eunuch, Zhou Kui won't give out that much silver. How about fifty thousand taels?"

Zhou Tong felt that he could easily produce thousands of taels of silver, but 200,000 taels of silver was simply too much.

Given Zhou Kui's stinginess, even if he asked his grandson to be an eunuch, Zhou Kui might not be willing to spend 200,000 taels.

Zhu Cixi's face suddenly darkened:

"It's easy to become an eunuch. Come here and make Zhou Tong an eunuch!"

"yes"

Zhu Cixiang gave an order, and the embroidered spring knife in Yue Yang's hand flashed with cold light. Zhou Tong felt a chill down below, and he screamed and collapsed to the ground.

Yue Yang's attack was so sudden that Zhou Tong fainted without even having time to react.

"You screamed fiercely, and you don't have any courage at all. I haven't even taken action yet!"

Yue Yang shook his head, and then ordered the plainclothes Jin Yiwei to bring a basin of cold water and pour it on Zhou Tong's face.

Soon, Zhou Tong opened his eyes. Thinking that he would never be able to live happily again, he wanted to die and immediately shouted:

"You are too cruel. If I don't have money, I can steal it. Why don't you give me a chance to explain? You can't get anything now. You can kill or behead as you like..."

Yue Yang went up and slapped him:

"Shut up, I won't make you a eunuch until I stab you the second time. If you scream, I'll stab you immediately!"

Zhou Tong was dubious and hurriedly stretched out his hand to test. Sure enough, it was still there. He was overjoyed:

"Please grandpa, don't do anything. My grandson will write to Zhou Kui immediately, asking for as much as he wants. If not, he can steal Zhou Kui's treasury!"

Zhu Cihong whispered a few words in Yue Yang's ear, and Yue Yang immediately led Zhou Tong out of the restaurant.

Zhou Tong was the nephew of Queen Zhou. In order to avoid interference from his mother, he could only take Zhou Tong elsewhere.

Speaking of the father-in-law, Zhu Cixiang felt itching with hatred. He disdained such a shameless grandfather.

At the moment when the Ming Dynasty was about to live and die, Zhou Kui was unwilling to give out even a tael of silver. In order to set an example for his father, Queen Zhou sold her jewelry to collect the money and gave it to Zhou Kui, asking him to donate some more.

As a result, the stingy Zhou Kui not only did not add a penny, but also withheld most of the money given by his daughter. Later, Li Zicheng came to Beijing to torture Zhou Kui, who was worth millions of gold and silver, but became a bandit.

Zhu Cixiang caught his grandson today. Of course, Zhu Cixiang would not let him go easily. He would not stop until he extorted 200,000 taels of silver from him.

Of course he would not blackmail or extort money just because Zhou Tong collided with him.

Because Zhu Cihong had a confession written by Zhou Tong himself in his hand, Zhou Tong had done many bad things over the years following those dudes who bullied men and bullied women, and he was known as the Eighteen Tigers of the Capital.

If their families don't provide money to protect them, Zhu Cixiang will definitely execute them all. It will be useless for anyone to plead for mercy!

Yue Yang took Zhou Tong away, and Zhu Cihong began to interrogate other dandies:

"Xu Yonglin!"

When he heard the cold young man in front of him calling his name, Xu Yonglin immediately climbed out of the crowd:

"Xu Yonglin is here."

Zhu Cixiang looked at this man's meritorious service. He was about seventeen years old, broad-shouldered and round-waisted. He should have served the country as loyally as his ancestors, but now he has become one of the cancers of the Ming Dynasty.

"As a descendant of Xu Da and the grandson of Xu Yunzhen, Duke of Dingguo, you have been raised by the Ming Dynasty for more than two hundred years. Why have you been reduced to such a state?"

Xu Yonglin raised his head and looked at the young man in front of him. He had been guessing Zhu Cihong's identity, but he could never guess which young man in the capital was more ruthless than them.

When Zhu Cihong asked him why he didn't serve the Ming Dynasty, Xu Yonglin hurriedly said:

"Hero, my lineage as Ding Guogong has made great contributions to the Ming Dynasty. Now I can just sit back and wait for death on my merits. Why go to the battlefield and suffer? Hero, can I ask about your identity? Why do you treat my Xu family

So understanding!”

Zhu Cixi shook his head:

"No, you have committed many evil deeds over the years and are unforgivable, but I have a good life and want money at the expense of my life. As long as your Xu family hand over two hundred thousand taels of silver, I will let you go back!"

"Two hundred thousand taels? How can the Xu family have so much money? Please be kind and accept less. How about fifty thousand taels?"

Zhu Cixiang's tone suddenly turned cold:

"The young master always keeps his promise and never bargains. If he can't get the money back, he will die. Someone will cut off his hands, feet and head and throw them into the moat. The head will be sent to Duke Dingguo's mansion!"

"yes"

"Which one should I chop off first, the hands or the feet? The head must be chopped off last. It would be fun to let him watch his feet being chopped off with his own eyes... Hey, forget it, let's chop off the legs first..."

Man Yi grinned ferociously and drew out his saber, slowly walked up to Xu Yonglin, and slashed at Xu Yonglin's thigh with a gesture!

Xu Yonglin was almost frightened to death and shouted hurriedly:

"Hero, don't do anything yet. You can't chop off your hands or feet. I'm writing to grandpa asking for money..." I like the Ming Dynasty. In the prosperous times, it started from the prince supervising the country. Please collect it: (https://www.myxls.net) In the Ming Dynasty, the prosperous times started from the prince supervising the country.
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