In front of the main hall.

Hundreds of officials witnessed His Highness the King of Qin coming to Beijing today for an audience, and he made this tactic of asking for forgiveness. Everyone had different ideas in their minds.

Zhu Xi ignored the gazes of everyone behind him and knelt down directly into the hall.

From standing with a bow, to prostrate to the ground, to prostrate on the ground.

Except for the crown prince, the Qin King Zhu Ping, who was the eldest in the Ming clan and had the most glorious title in the vassal state, was already crying loudly.

"Dad!"

"Brother!"

"I'm back!"

"My son is guilty, my younger brother is guilty."

"My son ignored the emperor's orders and did not want to make progress. He brought trouble to the vassal country and oppressed the people. As a result, my father was ill and my brother was seriously ill."

"Everything is caused by children and ministers."

"My son deserves to die for his crime, but death is not a pity. Death will not bring peace to the local people, nor will it restore the health of my father and brother."

"I only hope that my father's body will be healthy, but I don't want my father's brain. I brought thorns with me. I just hope that my father will recover from his illness. I will use these thorns to whip my father severely."

"My son is willing to die to see if my brother will be able to live in peace and control the foundation of the Ming Dynasty."

In front of all the civil and military officials of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Ping could not stop crying and calling out in sorrow.

It seemed that he really believed that the bodies of the emperor and the prince were condemned by God because of their bad character in the local area.

What's even better is that he is really willing to die to apologize.

This time, the civil and military officials gave up on the conflicts and estrangements they had in the past due to their respective camps.

Many people began to make eye contact.

Zhan Hui, Zhao Mian, Ru Yu and other ministers looked at the founding Duke Chang Sheng who was approaching the military parade.

There was a hint of helplessness on several people's faces.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that this behavior of King Qin has appeared for the second time in today’s battle to govern the country.

Just now, just now.

Those meritorious generals also used the same method to plead guilty in front of the emperor's grandson.

His Highness the King of Qin wanted to be the first to confess and plead guilty, so that the Emperor could deal with him lightly and be lenient.

Zhu Yunxi also stared at his good second uncle with a faint gaze.

I couldn't help but sigh in my heart.

None of the sons of Emperor Hongwu, the founder of the Ming Dynasty, was stupid.

Even this good second uncle did a lot of mischief when he was in the fiefdom, but now he still shows enough political wisdom.

The second uncle was sure that the old man would not really do anything to him, so he dared to do what he did today.

He thought about it and found that in the twenty-four years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, there seemed to be no clan king who had done something like this after doing something wrong.

It's hard to say that the old man would really treat him with some mercy and give him a lenient sentence.

Involuntarily, Zhu Yunxi shifted his gaze and looked into the main hall.

Presumably by this time, the old man and his father already knew that their son and brother had returned to Beijing, and had heard what he said now.

But gradually, in front of the main hall, except for the low voice of King Qin Zhu Xi, there was silence.

Everyone is waiting to see how the emperor will punish King Qin.

However, time is passing by drop by drop, and the sun is gradually climbing over people's heads.

There was still deathly silence in the main hall.

King Qin Zhu Xiang gradually stopped crying. He felt that his legs no longer belonged to him.

Zhu Xiang quietly raised his head, his expression on his sweaty face was twisted together, and he looked at the silent main hall door with some worry and fear.

Is the old man asleep?

Or is there something really wrong with your body?

Zhu Xi couldn't help but speculate.

He then looked sideways at his eldest nephew, Zhu Yunxi, the grandson of the current emperor of the Ming Dynasty.

This eldest nephew didn't know how to come over and help him up.

Zhu Yunxi had no intention of persuading his second uncle.

His eyes were already looking at the court train, and the officials at their feet were constantly hesitating whether to go out to report.

They probably couldn't bear it any longer.

A smile of understanding appeared on the corner of Zhu Yunxi's mouth.

After all, these people and more than 300 of their colleagues are now imprisoned in Jinyiweizhao Prison, and how to deal with them has yet to be decided.

More than 300 officials detained in Jinyiweizhao Prison are like a knife always hanging over these people's heads.

Zhu Yunxi speculated maliciously.

Perhaps these people wanted to rescue those three hundred people, but more probably they wanted the emperor to make a decision as soon as possible, whether it was to kill or release, as long as he made a decision.

These people have nothing to do with what those more than 300 people committed.

After all, Taoist friends who are poor but not dead, in view of the conflicts in the Ming Dynasty over the years, they know very well that the most important thing they should do at this time is to protect themselves wisely.

Sure enough, it was just as Zhu Yunxi expected.

The officials he was staring at finally couldn't bear it any longer and left work to arrive at the venue.

But the seats in front of me have already been occupied by Cao Zhen and others.

These people could only squeeze Cao Zhen and others who had previously asked themselves to be punished and kneel down.

Jingchuan Hou Cao Zhen curled his lips and looked dissatisfied at the censor beside him who was holding his robe down.

This guy is so shameless!

But these officials were already kneeling to the ground and saluting Zhu Yunxi.

"To report to the great grandson of the emperor, I have something to report."

Zhu Yunxi was standing in front of the officials, turned sideways, and looked at these people calmly: "Well, it's accurate."

One of the leading censors took a deep breath and immediately spoke: "To inform the emperor's grandson, there have been a lot of arrests of courtiers in the royal court recently. As of yesterday, more than 300 officials have been arrested and detained."

"People in the DPRK are in panic, and there are many delays in state affairs."

"I don't know what these more than 300 court officials have committed."

"But I ask the emperor's grandson to take state affairs as the top priority and inform your majesty as soon as possible on how the court should deal with them."

Sure enough.

Everything went as Zhu Yunxi expected.

These people did not intercede for the more than 300 people, nor did they ask the emperor to severely punish these people, nor did they ask the emperor why he wanted to arrest these people.

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They just hope this matter can end as soon as possible.

In order to avoid having to worry about whether they would suddenly be rushed into the house by the royal guards and cavalry all day long, they would be arrested and imprisoned in prison.

"I ask the great grandson of the emperor to take state affairs as the top priority and ask your majesty to take action as soon as possible!"

The officials who went out to report the matter all expressed their anger in unison, shouting that the matter should be dealt with as soon as possible.

Zhu Yunxi looked at these people indifferently.

The King of Qin, Zhu Xi, could not help but turn his head curiously, looking at the officials who were kneeling on their knees begging for music.

What a shameless bunch!

Zhu Xi looked at the officials buying the team and couldn't help but cursed in his heart.

Creaking.

Suddenly, a discordant sound came from the hall.

I saw the Hongwu Emperor, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, who announced today that the Holy Body was ill, walking out of the dark and deep space in the main hall, wearing only coarse linen clothes.

Behind him were two young eunuchs carrying the Crown Prince Zhu Biao, who was sitting in a wheelchair, with a blood-stained face as usual.

Just a glance.

Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at all the civil and military officials present, causing these Ming ministers to lower their usually arrogant heads.

Zhu Yunxi was also surprised when he saw the old man who finally showed up and his father who showed off his leg and foot problems.

I saw Zhu Yuanzhang with an unpredictable smile on his face.
To be continued...