The young emperor's face was extremely pale.

Obviously, this little eunuch dared not respond.

Help Wei Zhongxian respond. If he can't hold on to the thief at that time, he will not know how to end.

But for the emperor, it was another matter. A thief who gathered thousands of throngs spread across Shanxi and Beizhili, becoming a conscientious problem for the court!

But the imperial court, from the East Factory to the Jinyiwei, from the cabinet to the Jingying under the six ministries, was unable to do anything about this thief!

Where can I put the face of the court and the emperor?

The little eunuch kept exaggerating the thief's strength, but there was no way. He had not wiped out the thief for more than half a year. I can only say that the thief has great magical powers. What else can he do?

The emperor obviously understood the meaning of the little eunuch, so he snorted coldly and stopped talking.

Wait for the little eunuch to leave carefully.

The emperor then slowly stood up, and he walked to a wall in the warm pavilion, but the wall was posted with a huge picture.

It is "A Thousand Miles of Rivers and Mountains"!

This picture was painted by Wang Ximeng of the Northern Song Dynasty. In the painting, the vast rivers and undulating mountains form a majestic landscape of the mountains!

The emperor's eyes fell on the fishing villages, wild cities, water pavilions, thatched huts and grass houses, and water mills and long bridges.

I stopped for a long time, stared at me and finally let out a sigh of relief.

This soft voice was filled with a bit of melancholy.

…………

Imperial Prison.

The Qianhu, the Jinyiwei Dongcheng, was holding the handicap from the Silijian, and quickly walked into a cell.

He was wearing a flying fish suit he had given, with a tiger's back and a bear's waist, and an embroidered spring knife around his waist. He wore a brown hat and was wearing a slightly majestic face under the brim of the brown hat. However, at this moment, this face was a bit ashamed.

The prison door opens.

However, someone inside was wearing prison uniforms, his hands and feet were shackled, and he was sitting on the ground.

The prisoner sitting on the ground heard the sound of the door opening, so he opened his eyes and then smiled bitterly.

He got up, and the shackles on his body became scattered, and then he saluted the person: "Liu Qianhu..."

The visitor was Liu Wen, a thousand households in Dongcheng. Liu Wen hurriedly replied: "You are good at family, please."

This person named Tianlun is Zhang Jingyi's father Zhang Tianlun. Zhang Tianlun just looked down at the hand command in Liu Wen's hand. He seemed to understand it all at once, and smiled bitterly: "You already have an idea in the palace, right?"

Liu Wen lowered his head in shame and said, "Oh... the person above does not do well, but he shirks the responsibility to the person below..."

Zhang Tianlun seemed very calm at this time. He said, "It's just that I'm the one who took on this job, but now it's nothing. Naturally, it's his own fault."

"Hateful." Liu Wen clenched his fists, looking very annoyed.

The Jinyiwei was a personal army, and since Emperor Taizu Gao set rules, the personal army was often hereditary, and both Liu Wen and Zhang Tianlun were in power.

In other words, their ancestors worked together, and their fathers worked together. In this generation, naturally, one was a thousand household officials and the other was a deputy thousand household. Therefore, even if the friendship was not good, they would have been a lot of people walking around on weekdays. After all, they looked up and looked down.

Liu Wen felt quite sorry for Zhang Tianlun, but he was just a thousand households, and it was not his turn to be the one in the guards, let alone the East Factory above the Jinyiwei.

Zhang Tianlun did not show any complaints at this time, and he had already accepted his fate.

Zhang Tianlun said: "It doesn't matter if I die, but my son... Brother Liu knows it? He has never suffered any hardship in his life. Now that his family has encountered an accident, I worry about him... So I asked my two adopted sons to escort him out of the capital, and the right and wrong place in the capital... I just don't know what's going on now?"

"Are you talking about Jingyi?" Liu Wen's face became strange when he heard this.

"What?" Zhang Tianlun's face was shocked, and his calmness was wiped out, and he said excitedly: "Can you still harm your family?"

"Brother Zhang, don't worry, this matter... this matter... hey..." Liu Wen looked at Zhang Tianlun worriedly: "I heard that your son did not leave Beijing, but took Wang Cheng and Deng Jian and said that he had captured Zhao Thief."

When Zhang Tianlun heard this, his face turned miserable. He buried his head without saying a word.

Liu Wen glanced at Zhang Tianlun sympathetically.

I heard that Zhang Jingyi was a bastard. Today, it seems that he is still so ignorant of the world when he dies.

What kind of person is Zhao? Even the factory guards can't hold on to it with all their strength, let alone him?

Now that the East Factory is anxious to take the blame, Zhang Tianlun is dead. As for his son, the longer he stays in the capital, the more dangerous he will be.

The water here is too deep and I still mess around at this time. Isn’t this asking for death?

Zhang Tianlun was sitting on the ground at this time, with his body covered in shackles, and did not lose his last hope. But at this moment, he seemed to be without a trace of anger. He looked up in despair: "Dog son...Dog son..."

Speaking of this, the words came to an abrupt end, and they were sobbing hard that they could not speak for a moment. Finally, they took a deep breath and said, "Brother Liu, go, I understand."

Liu Wen looked at Zhang Tianlun sympathetically: "In three days, I will be executed. In the past few days, I will take care of you, what I want to eat, and what I want to say, but I can say it. As for your son, I will try my best to protect you."

Zhang Tianlun was like a petrified statue, but he remained motionless. Obviously, his last hope was gone.

It is good for some people to protect them, but they are still confused and do things in vain. If they lose their own protection, even if they can be protected for a while, can they be protected for a lifetime?

…………

Liu Wen was out of the imperial prison, and the scene of Zhang Tianlun's despair was still in his mind, and he was also sighing for a moment.

Many of the children of the Jinyiwei were ignorant, especially Zhang Jingyi, who had already made Zhang Tianlun worry.

He couldn't help but sigh, no matter how much wealth and honor a person has, what's the use of being rich? If his descendants don't become useful, everything will be false in the end.

Liu Wen felt heavy in his heart. No matter what, he and Liu Wen were old acquaintances. Now that the Liu family is in trouble, he is powerless to change and can only smile bitterly from the side.

He returned to the Qianhu House, Dongcheng, as Qianhu House, sat in the duty hall, and then shouted loudly: "Come."

On both sides, there were several majestic lieutenants wearing fish suits and sternly bowed: "Here."

Liu Wen shouted loudly: "See a way to search for Zhang Jingluo. Whenever you meet him, take it down immediately and bring it to my official."

The captains nodded one after another: "As for order!"

Liu Wen then smiled bitterly: "Even if you leave a back for the Zhang family..."

…………

The group has entered the capital.

Zhang Jingyi always thought that the Ming Dynasty in the sixth year of Tianqi had been exhausted. After all, in this era, there were Wei Zhongxian, a foolish monarch, and endless party struggles.

Even the Little Ice Age has become more and more intense, and land has been annexed one after another, and a large number of hunger have spread all over the world. The rise of Liaodong's Later Jin has repeatedly impacted.

With the combined force of countless natural disasters and man-made disasters, Zhang Jingyi thought that what he saw must be a tragic scene like hell on earth.

But... When Zhang Jingyi really entered the capital and looked at the capital of the Ming Dynasty, he realized that everything was completely opposite to what he imagined.

The city is huge in scale, with countless pavilions and pavilions lined up, the streets are noisy, and most of the pedestrians are decent. There is no dish on the faces of people here, and most of them seem leisurely and contented.

How could there be a little bit of the scenes of the end of the dynasty? At least for ancient times, it can be regarded as a paradise on earth.

Zhang Jing had doubts in his heart, because he was afraid that anyone who was here would not be able to imagine that the Ming Dynasty would soon perish in more than ten years.

The anger of the people will burn everything here, and the cavalry of the Later Jin Dynasty will also sweep across the Eight Desolations.

After repeatedly confirming that it was the sixth year of Tianqi, Zhang Jingyi had no choice but to come to a conclusion: whether it was the foolish monarch of Tianqi, Wei Zhongxian and Eunuch Wei, or those civil officials who spoke very well, at least they managed the capital very well. Within a radius of 300 miles, there were not many poor people.

But at this time, Zhang Jingyi didn’t have time to think about the long-term situation. The most urgent thing at the moment is to save people.

He, Wang Cheng and Deng Jian hurried to the Thousand Houses in Dongcheng.

The reason I chose this place is because Zhang Tianlun played here before.
Chapter completed!