The Ming Dynasty: The most ruthless imperial grandson, Old Zhu begged me not to kill him.

Chapter 11 All of this was actually part of His Highness the Crown Prince's plan?

Lian Haoying knelt on the ground, her body trembling slightly, and dared not speak.

This young official, who was known for his composure and respect and never made the slightest mistake in his work, seemed to have witnessed something extremely terrifying!

This appearance, however, caused all the ministers to stiffen, not knowing why.

"Lian Shaoqing, just say it directly. You did not commit the crime, so why are you so afraid?"

Zhu Xiong Ying spoke calmly, as if he had expected Lian Hao Ying's fear.

It could even be said that when Yang Xian presented that ear of rice, Zhu Xiong Ying had already found evidence of Yang Xian's crimes.

That is it.
The rice stalk itself!

"Your Highness, Your Highness, I..."

Lian Haoying stammered, large beads of sweat sliding down her forehead, clearly terrified and at a loss for what to do.

It wasn't because of Yang Xian, nor because of Zhu Xiong Ying, but just now.

The court officials all seconded the motion, wanting the Crown Prince to give an explanation.

however,
When Lian Haoying saw the rice ears, he knew exactly what was going on.

The moment he opened his mouth, he offended the entire court!
"Oh? Could it be that you were also involved in this matter, and therefore intentionally covered up for Yang Xian?"

Zhu Xiong Ying asked with 'great interest', even raising his voice slightly.

Upon hearing this, the court officials all sensed that something terrible was about to happen!

Could there really be something wrong with these rice stalks?
Moreover, His Highness the Crown Prince seems quite confident!
"Your Highness, all the rice in our Great Ming Dynasty is dryland rice, a variant of japonica rice, but it does not have the stickiness of japonica rice."

"Most of them are less than three feet tall and less than half a foot long. The effective number of ears per mu is 208,000. The total number of grains per ear is now at most 131, with less than 90% of the grains being filled. The weight of 1,000 grains is half an ounce."

Upon hearing that Zhu Xiong Ying was about to turn the tables on him, Lian Hao Ying dared not think of anything else and quickly said:
"However, this plant is three feet and three inches tall, and the ear is nearly one foot long. Although the rice is dry, it feels moist. If it is cooked, it will definitely be sticky."

"Yang Xianyan said that this rice ear has more than two hundred grains. I observe that each grain is plump and full, and the weight of a thousand grains is no less than one ounce."

“This thing is definitely not a type of dry rice from our Great Ming Dynasty.”

"It is food imported from abroad."

At this point, Lian Haoying paused slightly, her face full of bitterness.

He is indeed a junior official in charge of agriculture, so he naturally knows everything about it.

But this is an insult to the court officials. How will Lian Haoying's future career proceed?

"Could it be that Yangzhou introduced imported rice, which is why this happened?"

Hu Weiyong immediately looked anxious and hurriedly asked.

Upon hearing this question, all the officials in the court remained silent.

For a moment, Hu Weiyong was also stunned, and then his expression changed drastically.

"Oh? Hu Weiyong, do you mean you're treating His Majesty's maritime ban as nothing?"

Lan Yu smiled very happily.

Zhu Xiong Ying looked at her "great-uncle" with a sense of helplessness.

Although historical records state that Lan Yu eventually colluded with Hu Weiyong, in reality, with the position of crown prince secure, these powerful generals from the Huaixi aristocracy held civil officials in utter contempt.

"This"

Hu Weiyong was about to retort, wondering if it was something that happened four years before Hongwu, when he heard Lian Haoying give a bitter smile and say, "All imported goods must be registered."

“There is no record of imported rice in Yangzhou.”

“In any case, Yang Xian has violated the laws of our Great Ming Dynasty.”

Once these words were spoken, everyone understood!

This is Yang Xian.
It's truly damnable!
Regardless of whether this rice grew on Yang Xian's contracted land or whether it constituted deceiving the emperor, the origin of this rice is utterly unknown!

They violated the law, deceived the emperor, and even tricked their ministers!

It's not a pity to die!

Li Shanchang's expression was uncertain, and as he took a deep breath, he couldn't think of anything to say.

Looking up again,
Zhu Xiong Ying, perched on the high platform, smiled as if everything was under her control.

Such a confident demeanor startled Li Shanchang!
Could it be
Is this Crown Prince really so intelligent that he can even remember the different varieties of rice?
Let's think about it a little deeper.
Did this Crown Prince decide from the very beginning that Yang Xian should die?

No, then why were you so nice to Yang Xian at the beginning, and why did you use the so-called "gentleman's integrity" to skin Yang Xian alive?
Suddenly, an absurd yet extremely frightening thought flashed through Li Shanchang's mind:
His Highness the Crown Prince is establishing his authority!
He wanted to get these officials to speak out for Yang Xian, and then establish his authority!

From the very beginning, Zhu Xiong Ying's target was not Yang Xian, but people like them!
Upon hearing this idea, Li Shanchang felt a chill run down his spine!
When His Majesty goes on tour, the Crown Prince oversees the country. Is it the ministers who control the Crown Prince, or is it this wise Crown Prince who controls them?

"Lian Haoying, what you said is very good."

"Since Yang Xian deserves to die, what wrong have I done by killing him?"

"Or"

"You intend to use your position as a subject to coerce me into admitting my wrongdoing to a criminal?"

On the high platform, Zhu Xiong Ying first praised Lian Hao Ying with a smile, then his tone suddenly turned cold, and his gaze swept lightly over the assembled officials.

"Your Majesty, I, Li Shanchang, have been foolish. I beg Your Majesty to punish me!"

Li Shanchang felt a chill run down his spine, and then he immediately knelt down to beg for forgiveness!

"We are guilty, Your Highness, please punish us!"

"We are guilty, Your Highness, please punish us!"

"We are guilty, Your Highness, please punish us!"

"."

Even the Prime Minister has so directly apologized; how can the ministers who seconded him still hold out?
"You're guilty."

Zhu Xiong Ying's lips curled slightly, then he pointed outside the hall: "Then stand outside the Fengtian Hall as punishment! You will stand there until I give the order!"

Upon hearing this, the entire court was dumbfounded!
Standing as punishment?

What kind of punishment is this?
The way this Crown Prince was punished is somewhat similar to that of the magistrate of the Imperial Household Department.
Xu Da, on the other hand, was taken aback at first, and then a smile appeared in his eyes.

Brother, your grandson is really something!
Yang Xian was killed to send a message of warning.

After finding the sore spots of the officials, giving them a light slap is a way of showing mercy to ordinary officials.

A combination of punishment and leniency—this skill of managing subordinates was actually wielded by a ten-year-old child.

"Your Highness, we thank you!"

As Li Shanchang spoke, the officials felt a strange sensation, but also a sense of relief, and they all echoed, "Your Highness, we thank you!"

If this were Emperor Hongwu, how many people would have gone to the underworld with Yang Xian to "see the rice ears"?
That damned Yang Xian, how many people has he harmed!

Looking at the assembled officials bowing, Zhu Xiong Ying's smile widened.

Discontinued?
I didn't give this to you, yet you still eagerly came to take it!

【Ding! 】

[Congratulations, host! You have killed Yang Xian, the treacherous son of the emperor, thus intimidating the court officials and boosting the fortunes of the Ming Dynasty!]

【Ding! 】

[Congratulations, host, you have received a system gift.]

(End of this chapter)