Chapter 604: Exhausting the Bamboo of the Southern Mountains, the Crimes Remain Uncounted

This attack on Wang Chonggu and the Xishan Coal Bureau was personally orchestrated by the Shen Zibin standing before me. It was Shen Zibin who ignited the public opinion, with the goal of shifting focus toward the issue of honeycomb coal, thereby ignoring Luo Yuren's treasonous words.

"If you want to talk about honeycomb coal, you cannot just talk about honeycomb coal; that would be too hollow. You must say the Xishan Coal Bureau is derelict in its duties, that it passes off inferior goods as superior, that it treats human life like grass. After all, with more loess and more coal gas, how many people will be poisoned to death heating their homes in winter?"

"If you want to say the Xishan Coal Bureau is derelict, you cannot just say it is derelict; that would be too generalized. You must use the point to influence the whole, expanding the Xishan Coal Bureau's dereliction into the Great Ming court's dereliction, disregarding the people's livelihood, making the Great Ming court the enemy of ten thousand people, and making it seem as if I, for the sake of silver, disregard the life and death of the commoners."

"If you want to say the court is the enemy of ten thousand people and I am a lone, tyrannical thief, then one must ask: who can provide shelter for all the impoverished scholars under heaven so they may all beam with joy?"

"Naturally, it is the censorate officials, filled from head to toe with integrity and backbone. Look at them, daring to come to the Jieku Institute to kneel and petition, as if the fifteen provinces of the two capitals all rest upon your shoulders. Without you, the Great Ming would perish tomorrow."

Shen Zibin even wanted to join the Great Ming weightlifting team. Is he even worthy of lifting weights?

Zhu Yijun first spoke of this wave of public opinion regarding the Xishan Coal Bureau. This wave was closely coordinated with Shen Zibin's actions, with the goal of rising from honeycomb coal to the Xishan Coal Bureau, and from the Xishan Coal Bureau's disregard for human life to questioning the state, and then to questioning Zhu Yijun. Afterward, Shen Zibin would emerge as a hero, kneeling outside the Jieku Institute to petition, his pure name and beautiful reputation flowing through eternity.

"An old trick," Hai Rui said, looking at Shen Zibin with slight disdain.

This was a classic tactic from the Hongzhi reign of the Xiaozong Emperor to the Jiajing reign. Back then, when court beatings couldn't kill people, they would deliberately exaggerate a non-existent crisis, speaking bluntly to remonstrate. It seemed like backbone, but in reality, it was soliciting fame; not one of them was truly trying to solve the problem. Later, when court beatings actually started killing people, those who played this game immediately became few and far between.

The phrase "an old trick" highlighted Hai Rui's contempt for Shen Zibin. Hai Rui's act of carrying a coffin to remonstrate looked similar to Shen Zibin's current kneeling petition outside the Jieku Institute.

But in essence, there was a difference. Hai Rui's starting point was for the betterment of the Great Ming, disregarding his own life to speak bluntly, hoping the Jiajing Emperor would pull himself together. Shen Zibin's starting point was to solicit fame and shift focus. Most crucially, he created a non-existent problem, deliberately manufacturing opposition.

At the end of the Jiajing reign, the world was exhausted and every family was destitute. Hai Rui was for the common people of the world; it was grand, it was public. Shen Zibin was merely for the benefit of his own private faction.

Shen Zibin knelt on the ground and retreated two more steps. The moment he saw the Great Ming Emperor appear, Shen Zibin knew he was dead.

During the Wanli reign, there were three kneeling petitions in total. The first was to criticize the censorate officials, led by Jia Sincin, petitioning for leniency for colleagues. That time, the young emperor with a suspicious state had no prestige and could only transfer Hai Rui back to the capital to quell the public anger.

The second time was a trap designed by Wang Chonggu. The crowd of petitioning censors was scolded back by Hai Rui; they didn't even know they had been set up. By the time the Emperor arrived at the Meridian Gate, the people were already gone.

The third time, Li Kaifang petitioned alone to plead for his younger brother. The Emperor ultimately granted Li Kaifang's request.

This was the fourth time. So many things had happened in the state, and the Wanli New Deal was in full swing; why had no one petitioned? Why was the old trick used for the first time? Because the Emperor truly kills people.

Shen Zibin, like Luo Yuren, was gambling, betting that the Emperor was already critically ill and unable to handle affairs, or perhaps even dead.

And during these days kneeling and petitioning outside the Jieku Institute, Shen Zibin became increasingly convinced that something had happened to the Emperor. But when he saw the Emperor appear before everyone with a glowing complexion, Shen Zibin knew he had lost the bet, but he could no longer run away.

"Shen Zibin, what are you hiding from! Come closer!" Zhu Yijun said with a benevolent expression, waving his hand, but the tone of his voice was as cold as an ice cellar in midwinter.

Zhu Yijun had already promised everyone that the thirteen people on the list would all be taken to Caishikou to be beheaded and displayed to the public, bypassing the intermediate step of court beatings, executing them according to the law.

Why they must be executed had to be made clear.

"Your first move, 'stealing the beams and replacing them with pillars,' was used well, using the Xishan Coal Bureau to set the trap and attract people's attention. But anyone who does business knows that if the coal sold by the Xishan Coal Bureau really passed off inferior goods as superior, would anyone still go to the Xishan Coal Bureau to buy it? What has that thirty percent loess become? Are profit-seeking merchants fools?"

"Now let's talk about your second move, moral kidnapping." Zhu Yijun unscrewed his water cup and took a sip.

"You want to morally kidnap me? I don't buy that. I have not cultivated good fruits in this life! You ask me to be magnanimous, to not haggle with your disciples, saying I am a gentleman and he is a petty person, and that a gentleman does not account for the evils of a petty person. Your behavior is very ridiculous, do you know that?"

"You ask me, a heaven-born noble who does not know the hardships of the world, residing high in the nine heavens, to not account for the offenses of a petty person. It is as ridiculous as telling a gyrfalcon not to eat meat. It is extremely stupid, like a mouse trying to put a bridle on a cat."

"Why should I not account for it? Why should I not eat meat?"

Zhu Yijun never believed that the feudal imperial system had any redeeming qualities, unless he was the Emperor, and as it happened, he really was the Emperor.

"Tell me, why should I?" Zhu Yijun asked with a smile.

Shen Zibin said tremblingly, "The Master has said..."

"The Master your mother's head!" Zhu Yijun suddenly threw the water cup in his hand, hitting Shen Zibin right on the forehead. This blow was accurate and ruthless, containing the power of Zhu Yijun's twelve years of persistent military training, instantly leaving Shen Zibin dizzy and seeing stars.

"Did the Master teach you to have no sovereign and no father? Did the Master teach you to stir up trouble? Did the Master teach you to invert black and white? Don't bring up the Master for everything, as if as long as the Master has said it, there is no guilt, and it is all the Master's fault. The Master cannot shoulder so many charges!"

"Terrible fellow!"

Hai Rui fell silent and exchanged a helpless look with Shen Li. The Emperor and Zhang Juzheng were the same; they turned their faces faster than flipping a book. One moment it was a gentle breeze and light rain, the next they were doing it themselves. Zhang Juzheng had just been performing on stage with Wang Chonggu, remonstrating before the Emperor to establish the basic policy of the Single Whip Law, and the next moment, Zhang Juzheng took action, sending troops to Wang Chonggu's residence, looking like he was about to kill.

Turning their faces faster than flipping a book—neither Hai Rui nor Shen Li could do that.

"Let's talk about your third point, setting aside the facts. Good fellow, in the memorial you wrote to plead for your disciple, you really didn't mention a word about what his miscellaneous reports wrote, did you? Every other word is about being cautious in disposing of censorate officials, saying the state has monsters and no one dares to speak out for justice. It's as if without him, our Great Ming would have no censorate officials."

"Feng Da, bring the miscellaneous reports and read them to him!" Zhu Yijun waved his hand, letting Feng Bao read them publicly.

Feng Bao stepped forward, opened the reports, glanced at them twice, closed them, and returned to the Emperor, saying in a low voice, "Your Majesty, it is truly unbearable to look at. Your servant finds it hard to speak. It is normal for me and Master Yuanfu to be scolded; for so many years, too many people have scolded us. But Luo Yuren said in the 'Half-Month Miscellaneous Talk' that the Empress Dowager is not good. If you ask me to read it, I can only find a dry well and end my life."

The two Empress Dowagers, Li and Chen, could be considered quite good when looking back through history.

Empress Lu causing chaos in government, Wu Zetian ascending the throne and destroying the Tang, Empress Liu even refusing to let the Song Renzong Emperor know who his biological mother was—these are all relatively distant. Let's look at the Xiaozong Emperor's Empress Zhang; both her younger brothers wore the twelve-tasseled crown on their heads. It could be said they were arrogant and domineering to the extreme, causing trouble until everyone could no longer stand it.

Looking at Empress Chen's family, they were all like transparent people, never appearing in memorials, never making things difficult for Empress Chen in the palace.

Empress Li also did not shield the family of Wu Xun Li Wei, frequently reprimanding them. Wu Xun Li Wei now spends his days at home listening to operas, not because he only wants to listen to operas, but because Empress Li simply does not give him any convenience.

The two Empress Dowagers would never interfere in state affairs.

Asking Feng Bao to read it—Feng Bao truly could not read it. After all, the state still governs the world through filial piety. If Feng Bao finished reading it, he would have to commit suicide.

"Setting aside the facts, what Luo Yuren wanted to do and what he said, you didn't talk about a single word." Zhu Yijun took back the reports, not making things difficult for Feng Bao, but continuing, "These are not the reasons why I want to kill you bunch of insects. The Master taught me to be refined; I rarely use dirty words, but you really are not things."

"When a person is born and lives in this world, they should be a human, not a beast, but you really are beasts!"

Zhu Yijun wanted to kill Luo Yuren because Luo Yuren cursed the mother in front of the son. On this matter, no matter how you argue, Zhu Yijun is in the right. Otherwise, these fellows would have started quibbling long ago. If they could argue even three parts of reason, they would never set aside the facts. It was only because they couldn't argue even if they quibbled that they avoided talking about it.

And the reason Zhu Yijun wanted to kill Shen Zibin was not the article in the "Half-Month Miscellaneous Talk," but an old case.

"Shen Zibin! Do you know Li Xiang?" Zhu Yijun leaned forward and asked sternly.

As soon as the name Li Xiang came out, Shen Zibin couldn't help but shiver, kowtowing repeatedly until his forehead was broken, shouting loudly, "Your Majesty, spare my life! Your Majesty, spare my life!"

"Why are you feeling guilty? Why are you panicking when I mention this name?" Zhu Yijun reached out and took a file.

"Five years ago, Li Xiang from Luoyang, Henan, came to the capital and founded the 'Kaiyuan Miscellaneous Reports.' The editor Li Xiang, supported by you, and six fellow villagers began publishing. The content was all about some relatively sensitive matters. Li Xiang was investigating a case, and as a result, on December 15th of the eighth year of Wanli, Li Xiang was stabbed to the ground in the alleyway on his way home from the report office. After falling to the ground, he was stabbed twelve more times, each blow fatal."

"On the 17th, Li Xiang's six fellow villagers left the capital and fled back to their hometowns, but they met with disaster on the road and died unnatural deaths."

"I was still wondering why the editors of the Great Ming's miscellaneous reports were all such cowardly people. Is there not a single gentleman? Telling lies with eyes open, one more fluent than the other, but not daring to speak a single truth. Later, I understood: anyone who speaks the truth is killed by you. If honest people are killed, wouldn't only a bunch of stinking fish and rotten shrimp be left?"

"And when honest people are killed and justice cannot be upheld, wouldn't those who follow the crowd choose to remain silent or become part of the base scholars?"

The Li Xiang case was ultimately defined as a crime of passion. The perpetrator insisted that Li Xiang had an affair with his wife, which was why he killed him. The final result was that a big matter was reduced to a small one, and only the perpetrator was executed.

Catching an affair requires catching the pair; only killing on the spot of catching an affair is considered a justifiable homicide.

The Embroidered Uniform Guards noticed Li Xiang when they were profiling Shen Zibin's past. They discovered it by accident. Shen Zibin and Li Xiang had a very good relationship at first, and Shen Zibin even sponsored part of Li Xiang's founding of the "Kaiyuan Miscellaneous Reports." But soon, because Li Xiang's reporting harmed the interests of certain people, Shen Zibin and Li Xiang began to argue and eventually parted ways.

Li Xiang was investigating the matter of grain shops in the capital mixing sand and stones into rice and flour, using old, moldy grain as new grain for sale. The matter had been investigated extremely clearly and was about to be published, but Li Xiang died, killed by several stabs at his own doorstep.

And Li Xiang's wife and others, after the fact, stated one after another that Li Xiang's death had nothing to do with the investigation and was a private vendetta. If they hadn't stated it this way, it is estimated that their wives and children would not have been spared.

"Shen Zibin, tell me, how did Li Xiang die? Telling lies in front of me is deceiving the Emperor. If you deceive the Emperor, I will truly implicate your nine generations. For the sake of your family, do you want to tell me? Or do you want to gamble again, betting that there are no bullets in my musket, betting that I don't know the details and am bluffing you?" Zhu Yijun sat up straight and said, "Start placing your bets! My Hanlin Academy compiler!"

Shen Zibin was stunned. He didn't know if he could say it, if he should say it. But if he didn't say it, the crime of deceiving the Emperor would lead to the execution of his entire clan. His wife would have no place to be buried because of his resistance.

Zhu Yijun gave Shen Zibin a difficult problem. Not saying it is deceiving the Emperor, and saying it has no good outcome. Even if he really told the mastermind, if the Emperor implicated everyone, could his family be saved?

The powerful and wealthy have a universal tacit understanding.

Death on the left, death on the right. Shen Zibin had to gamble—betting on whether the Emperor had a conscience or the powerful and wealthy had a conscience.

"Your servant entrusted You Duo, spent twelve taels of silver, and bought Li Xiang's life, using the name of a crime of passion." Shen Zibin chose to tell the truth.

"You really are not a human. Li Xiang's father always thought you were Li Xiang's best friend."

"Twelve taels of silver, tsk tsk. The person you entrusted was Liu Papi from the outer city, right? His real name is Liu Bi. Look at you, a dignified scholar, a compiler of the Great Ming Hanlin Academy, mixing with the dregs of the underworld. Where is your refinement? Don't you feel ashamed? Degenerating yourself." Zhu Yijun said with a smile, "It seems you also know that I have more conscience than the powerful and wealthy."

Shen Zibin made his choice, betting that the Emperor had more conscience.

The Emperor made his disposition: not making things difficult for his family was the Emperor's will. If anyone else dealt with his family, it would be equivalent to slapping the Emperor in the face and denying His Majesty's decision. This was the reason Shen Zibin chose to confess honestly.

If he didn't confess, his family really wouldn't be saved.

"Your nine generations should thank you for your choice, thank you for your grace of not killing. Wow, to be able to figure it out in a flash, I see you aren't muddled." Zhu Yijun raised his hand and asked, "Then who instructed you to do this? Can you tell me? Don't think about redeeming yourself through service. If you tell me the mastermind, you might be spared from death. I will tell you clearly: the seven human lives you have on your hands are unforgivable capital crimes."

"But if you tell me, you can drag them into the water! It will be good to have company on the road to the Yellow Springs, how about that?"

"It was Xu Youren, a wealthy household that migrated to the West City." Shen Zibin chose to break the pot since it was already broken. Since he had already confessed, he might as well confess everything. He was going to die anyway, so of course he had to find someone to cushion his fall. How pitiful to be a lonely ghost on the road to the Yellow Springs.

"Is it that Xu Youren who controls the Coal Market?" Zhu Yijun asked with a smile.

"Your Majesty is wise!" Shen Zibin kowtowed tremblingly. The Emperor had known all along, and he knew everything. The reason he wanted to open up these matters in front of everyone was to let people know his true face. This was the Emperor's goal!

And he pressed step by step, letting Shen Zibin say it himself.

Zhu Yijun stood up and said quite helplessly, "At the beginning, I said that coal and steel should be monopolized, and the coal markets in every prefecture and county should be in the hands of the official factories. Master and the Vice Minister were extremely unwilling, saying that one more thing means one more disturbance; if you give an inch, you receive an inch of grace."

"Master said, don't give the official factories too much power, as they must control both production and sales. Vice Minister Wang also said: give the official factories more power, and they will become an uncontrollable behemoth, impossible to manage."

"Master is right, you cannot give too much power. Power inevitably breeds corruption and alienation, bringing higher administrative costs."

Zhu Yijun felt that Zhang Juzheng and Wang Chonggu were right. These two thousand-year-old foxes, at the beginning of the establishment of the official factories, refused to give more power. The craftsmen were already the best source of troops, and coupled with stable output of goods, it was enough to make people worry. Adding sales channels was equivalent to a stable source of wealth.

Becoming an uncontrollable behemoth and relying on troops to weight oneself became inevitable.

But things always deviate from the careful planning of the two ministers. It was time to make a choice again: to conservatively take a step back, or to aggressively take a step forward? Zhu Yijun chose to take a step forward.

He could only summarize experience and lessons in bit-by-bit exploration and make changes.

"Commander, arrest people according to the list." Zhu Yijun handed the list to Zhao Mengyou. This list had been vetted by the Ministry of Justice. The Minister of Justice, Wang Chonggu, was right there. It was not a yellow paper case, nor a white paper case, but a case that had to go through the Ministry of Justice.

Thirteen people were arrested, not one left. These people were all accomplices.

The powerful and wealthy could no longer be satisfied with the extravagance brought by money and began to reach out toward power, and it was an abnormal method, not through the imperial examination or talent selection mechanisms to obtain official status, but through infiltrating the Great Ming court to complete the infiltration and control of power.

The situation in the Great Ming state remained not optimistic.

"What about you? For the sake of your reputation, for the sake of so-called fame, do you want to go to prison with them? Shen Zibin has already made clear what he wanted to do and why he did it. Do you still want to continue making trouble?" Zhu Yijun looked at the remaining hundred-plus censorate officials kneeling on the ground and asked coldly.

"Your servant withdraws!" A minister kneeling at the very back, upon hearing the Emperor speak, kowtowed, stood up, and turned to leave, as if he had made some kind of resolution, not looking back.

The surrounding Embroidered Uniform Guards looked at His Majesty. Seeing His Majesty wave his hand, they chose to let them go, and then the hundred-plus people scattered like birds and beasts, running away without a trace.

Zhu Yijun sighed. Zhu Yijun had the Eastern Depot and the Northern Division of the Embroidered Uniform Guards investigate those who came to petition. Most of them had read the articles in the miscellaneous reports and came to argue about the Xishan Coal Bureau because most of them didn't know the truth. The remaining part had problems, but the problems were not serious. Eleven people were suspected of bribery, but it did not involve power rent-seeking.

It was just this remaining part that took money but didn't do things, not much different from Fan Yingqi and Wang Jiaping back then.

According to Feng Bao's meaning, they should all be arrested and beheaded to show the public, so no one would dare to challenge imperial power again. But the Commander Zhao Mengyou's meaning was to arrest all those who took bribes. Zhu Yijun chose to deal with each matter on its merits, analyzing specific problems specifically, and not expanding the scope.

But when necessary, it was still necessary to implicate the whole vine.

Zhu Yijun did not use court beatings this time, but directly sentenced them to beheading.

"Master said I have become soft and benevolent. Perhaps Master is right. The state is increasingly vibrant, with signs of revival, and I have become less extreme in my actions." Zhu Yijun signaled for the small eunuchs to carry away the dragon chair, saying with great emotion.

If it were the beginning of the Wanli reign, everyone who came to petition would have to die; they would all be rebels. Analyzing specific problems specifically is easy to say, but hard to do.

Is he really soft and benevolent? Compared to Zhu Yijun's previous beheadings of seven or eight hundred people at the Meridian Gate, and supervising executions the day before his wedding, it is indeed a bit softer. But compared to the various dynasties of the Great Ming, Zhu Yijun is even more violent than the Jiajing Emperor.

Zhu Yijun smiled at Hai Rui and said, "Chief Censor Hai, I am fine. It's just that the imperial physicians are worried, so I will recuperate for a few more days. I have already caused the imperial physicians a lot of trouble; I cannot let them worry anymore."

Zhu Yijun was a little worried that the stubborn Hai Rui would impeach the imperial physicians Li Shizhen and Chen Shigong. Surgeries have risks; the imperial physicians fulfilled their duty of notification, and their medical skills were superb. It was just that Zhu Yijun's fever came quite strangely; it was an accident.

"Your Majesty is fine, which is truly a blessing from heaven. Your servant thinks Your Majesty should still rest for a couple of days. It will not be too late to look at the memorials after recuperating the dragon body." Hai Rui was again criticizing the Emperor's faults, but this time it was about the Emperor being too diligent.

The sun was rising from the west. Hai Rui felt the Emperor was too diligent and should rest. Being ill, one should focus on recuperating the body. Only by fishing without exhausting the pond can one have long-term benefits.

"I know." Zhu Yijun liked Hai Rui very much, and he also liked ministers like Shen Li. They were filled with integrity, and their existence made the corruption of greedy officials even more detestable. But for Hai Rui's suggestion, Zhu Yijun could only prevaricate. He did not intend to rest; he would still look at the memorials that needed to be looked at.

"Your servants withdraw." Hai Rui and Shen Li kowtowed and withdrew.

Zhu Yijun swayed back to the ward of the Jieku Institute. With this public appearance, the court officials all understood that the Emperor was really fine, full of life and fighting base scholars, rather than keeping the death secret. The capital inside and out immediately stabilized.

Zhu Yijun received a new issue of "Carefree Anecdotes," and the content of this issue was entirely about the alienation of people by religion and the various evil deeds of the Lamaist sect.

The opinionated Li Zhi commented on this: "Exhausting the bamboo of the Southern Mountains, the crimes remain uncounted; breaking the waves of the Eastern Sea, the evil is hard to exhaust."

Li Zhi had always been bold in his speech.

The famous critic, thinker, and opinionated Li Zhi had never said that Hai Rui was like evergreen grass, which can withstand frost and snow but cannot serve as a pillar!

This was clearly a rumor. In fact, Li Zhi, in "Burning Books: Miscellaneous Accounts: Eight Things," recognized Hai Rui as a pillar of cedar, pine, and cypress.

The complete meaning is: The pure scholars of the world can serve as moral models that shake the past and dazzle the present, passing the torch from generation to generation. How can one say that because of the light of his spirit, he can only withstand frost and snow and cannot serve as a pillar?

That a talent like Hai Rui could not be reused was definitely not Hai Rui's problem. If it wasn't Hai Rui's problem, whose problem was it?

Li Zhi commented on Zhang Juzheng, saying that Jiangling was the outstanding prime minister, hence the humiliation after his death. At that time, Zhang Juzheng was stripped of his posthumous title and official position, his family members were starved to death, and his eldest son was forced to commit suicide. Li Zhi was not mocking him, but saying that Zhang Juzheng was simply too capable, which led to the humiliation of having his home raided and his title stripped.

Zhang Juzheng was too capable yet suffered such humiliation. Whose problem was that? The court had a problem, the Emperor had a problem, and the Great Ming had a problem, unable to tolerate such a capable and industrious minister.

In an era where "the son does not speak of the father's faults, and the minister does not speak of the sovereign's faults," for Li Zhi to be able to say this, so sarcastically, was already daring to the extreme.

The Lamaist sect is divided into five sects: yellow, white, flower, black, and red. What is popular in the grasslands is mainly the Yellow Sect, which is the Esoteric Sect, and it is the dregs of things. The things used for sacrifice are the five meats and five fluids. The five meats are human, elephant, horse, dog, and bird meat. The five fluids are brain, essence, blood, feces, and urine. The staff is a human leg bone, the bowl is a human skull, and there are human skin drums, human head bowls, leg bone flutes, meat lotuses, etc. And holding various dharma assemblies requires human flesh, bone, and blood as a medium.

The study tour group composed of Li Zhi, Lin Fucheng, Yao Guangming, and others did not see these in Kaiping Guard because Kaiping Guard is very close to the Great Ming, and the local temples can be called monks. But when they arrived in Guihua City, Li Zhi, Lin Fucheng, and others were completely broken. In their impression, Han Buddhism did not do these things.

And the destruction of Buddhism advocated by Li Zhi and others had one purpose: to force religion to change under the threat of force, to secularize, and to adapt to the overall society of the Great Ming.

Had the grasslands resisted these lamas? They had, but they were all taken away and made into human skin thangkas.

Li Zhi went to beg for a bowl of water to drink. The local Hu person, who was a blacksmith, was extremely panicked and said, "Do you drink the black water of a blacksmith?"

In the doctrine of the Lamaist sect, the lowly are born with lowly bones. Their bones are black, their blood is black, and the water they drink is also black; it is impure.

"Destroy! Immediately! Next chapter, the Viceroy of Suiyuan and the Suiyuan Administration Commissioner will ask Pan Jixun and Lady Zhongshun if it can be destroyed, and see where the problems are and what the difficulties are!" Zhu Yijun was kind-hearted and couldn't bear to look at these. He had already let some lamas without ordination certificates return to secular life, but the intensity was completely insufficient!

Castrating these lamas and sending them to the mines to dig until they died would be letting them off easy. Sending them to the Jieku Institute to be made into specimens would be finding them dirty!

"What kind of thing is this!" Zhu Yijun patted the table five or six times, saying extremely angrily.

"Viceroy Pan and Lady Zhongshun have sent up a memorial." Feng Bao presented the two memorials to the Emperor.

Obviously, the study tour group of Li Zhi and Lin Fucheng had again been used as a gun by the local government. Some problems that could not be solved, and were not easy to ask for help directly, were spoken out by these tongues, attracting the Emperor's attention while giving their own disposal methods.

"Eh? No? What do Viceroy Pan and Lady Zhongshun mean? Don't believe in Buddha, believe in me?!" Zhu Yijun saw the opinions given by the local government. Destroy Buddhism and don't believe in Buddha, believe in what? Believe in the Emperor.

To be precise, believe in the Demon-Subduing Heavenly Venerable True Martial Great Emperor. This is also the consistent propaganda of the Zhu family, that the True Martial Great Emperor was reincarnated.

According to Lady San Niang's statement, it was that the True Martial Great Emperor pointed his hand, and the heavenly soldiers and generals stepped onto the grasslands, solving the urgent needs of the people and the danger of the commoners. The True Martial Great Emperor is the true immortal.

Zhu Yijun was sweating. ===== CHAPTER 605 =====