Da Ming: I told you to die for your cause, why are you actually going to die?

Chapter 70 The Treacherous Minister Has Already Revealed [Requesting Monthly Tickets]

The frenzy at Fengtian Hall Square gradually subsided after Zhang Biao and the others left.

But it only remains on the surface.

More madness, even greater madness, is brewing.

Whether it was Zhang Biao's "making enemies of the world" or forcing Lao Zhu to choose sides and kill him.

It was Zhu Yuanzhang's 'mad killings' that temporarily saved his Ming Dynasty from a dead end.

All of these will unleash tremendous waves in the future.

At this very moment, the Eastern Palace finally received news from Fengtian Hall Square.

"Your Majesty! Your Highness!"

Huang Zicheng's voice was hoarse, and he cried out, "A monster! That Zhang Biao is a real monster! He dared to publicly rebuke the emperor and father! His words were treasonous and he deserves to die! He deserves to die!"

As he spoke, he suddenly collapsed to the ground, sobbing uncontrollably, as if he had suffered a tremendous injustice.

Lady Lü coldly watched his disheveled appearance, feeling no empathy whatsoever, only even greater contempt.

"How is the Emperor?"

Lu's voice revealed no emotion.

Huang Zicheng's crying stopped abruptly, the color draining from his face instantly, and he said in a trembling voice:

"Your Majesty, His Majesty has vomited blood and fainted!"

"and then?"

Lu's voice remained calm, as if she were asking about something insignificant.

Huang Zicheng swallowed hard, trying to calm his fear, and began to embellish the details of the scene in the square.

For example, Zhang Biao viciously insulted the nobles, shouting the heart-wrenching words "Please let the Ming Dynasty die," Shen Lang and his companions absurdly lay on corpses and held up chamber pot lamps, and Zhang Biao pointed at Zhu Yuanzhang and cursed "You deserve to die," causing the emperor to faint.

It even deliberately emphasized Zhang Biao's seditious words and the collusion of lower-level officials, completely portraying Zhang Biao as an utterly wicked devil who intended to overthrow the country.

"Finally, Zhang Biao dared to disregard the imperial authority and swagger away with that group of treacherous officials! He even said something about a 20% discount on pig's head meat group purchases, and an additional discount if you mentioned his name!"

Huang Zicheng's tone was filled with a sense of absurdity and extreme resentment as he spoke.

"A 20% discount on pig's head meat through group buying?"

Zhu Yunwen murmured a repeated sentence, his face still showing shock and anger, but also an incomprehensible confusion.

Even the Emperor was furious with him. The skinning and lighting of the lamp was right in front of him, yet he was still thinking about the pig's head.
Is this ignorance and fearlessness, or utter madness?
He couldn't understand it; he only felt that Zhang Biao himself was a huge, unsettling shadow.

If this person cannot be used by me, he will surely become a major threat.

Just as Zhu Yunwen made up his mind, Lady Lü gently waved the round fan in her hand again.

The sandalwood incense in the incense burner seemed unable to dispel the scheming in her heart at this moment.

Zhang Biao's madness and destructive power far exceeded expectations.

He was not just a knife, but more like a boulder thrown into stagnant water, instantly smashing out all the silt and reefs at the bottom.

The emperor fainted, the prestige of the nobles was ruined, and the lower-level officials were alienated from the court, creating a chaotic situation.

But chaos often contains opportunities.

Her gaze swept over the still-shaken Huang Zicheng, over her pale-faced son Zhu Yunwen with his unpredictable expression, and finally seemed to penetrate the palace walls, landing on Zhang Biao.

"Ah"

Suddenly, Lady Lü let out a very soft, cold laugh, like an ice bead falling onto a jade plate.

"Scholar Huang, get up."

Her voice regained its usual gentleness:

"You've been frightened. Today's events demonstrate your and Scholar Zhou's unwavering loyalty, which I have taken note of."

Huang Zicheng felt as if he had been granted a pardon, and he scrambled to his feet, overwhelmed with gratitude.

Soon, he left the Eastern Palace.

Once only Madam Lü and her son remained in the room, Madam Lü casually looked at Zhu Yunwen, her tone carrying a deliberate attempt to soothe and guide him:
"Wen'er, do you see? The treacherous ministers have already jumped out. This is the court. There are those who are loyal and righteous, and there are those who are ambitious but treacherous. There are also those who are opportunistic and change their allegiance with the wind."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yunwen paused for a moment, then nodded as if he understood. The timidity in his eyes was replaced by a hint of trying to imitate his mother's composure, but the deep-seated gloom did not disappear.

"Zhang Biao, that scoundrel, has become the target of everyone's hatred!"

Lady Lü said calmly and indifferently:
"The harsher his insults, the more people he offends, and the faster he dies. When the emperor wakes up, the first person he will settle scores with will definitely be him."

"Then us"

Zhu Yunwen pressed on in a low voice, with a hint of urgency.

"us?"

A subtle smile curved at the corners of Lu's lips. She elegantly closed the round fan in her hand, the jade handle lightly touching her palm: "We only need to add fuel to the fire and wait and see."

"Isn't he revered as a 'god-like figure' by those low-ranking officials in Beijing? Then let's elevate him even higher!"

Her voice was extremely low, yet every word was like a knife: "The higher you are lifted up, the more likely you are to be smashed to pieces and die without a burial place when you fall!"

"Let all the officials and the people of the world see clearly how this so-called 'light' will burn him and his followers to ashes!"

"Your Majesty! Your Highness!"

No sooner had Lady Lü finished speaking than a trusted eunuch's voice came from outside the door.

"What's the matter?"

Lady Lü remained remarkably calm.

But then a trusted eunuch outside the door cautiously reported, "Your Majesty, Prince Yunheng and the two princesses have returned."

"Oh?"

Lady Lü raised an eyebrow, then said calmly:
"It's good that you're back. Are you alright? Have someone send some herbal soup over to calm Tong'er down. Also, send some delicious food over to Mingyue and Mingyu. They must be starving to get back so late."

"Yes, Your Majesty. Your Majesty is merciful."

The trusted eunuch responded and then bowed, reporting, "Your Majesty, there is one more thing, but I am not sure if I should say it."

Lady Lü frowned, her tone suddenly turning cold: "Sun Ren, are you trying to play tricks on me like Huang Zicheng?"

"Pfft!"

Suddenly, a thud of knees hitting the ground sounded from outside the door, followed by a trembling voice: "This servant dares not... Please forgive me, Your Majesty!"

"Humph!"

Lady Lü snorted coldly.

But then Sun Ren hurriedly whispered a report:

"Your Highness, I heard from the guards who escorted Princess Mingyue and Princess Mingyu that they seemed to have run into that Imperial Censor Zhang Biao, and even sent him five pig heads to his house."

Furthermore, it is said that His Highness the Third Prince first contacted that Imperial Censor Zhang Biao, and even called him "a good brother." I wonder if this matter will affect our Crown Prince's Palace.

"Clap!"

Before he could finish speaking, the sound of a fan falling to the ground came from inside the door.

Immediately afterwards, the room fell into a deathly silence.

The woman who had been earnestly instructing her son now had a frosty expression on her face.

Because none of what had happened before, whether it was Lao Zhu's fainting or Zhang Biao's arrogance, had touched her core interests.

After all, nothing else matters in the face of the heir apparent.

In her view, Zhu Yunwen, this good-for-nothing, was the key factor affecting her son's succession.

So, how did Zhu Yunwen come into contact with that madman Zhang Biao?

Or is it that someone is pulling the strings behind the scenes, and Zhang Biao is just a pawn jumping around the most?

Thinking of this, a chill that had never been felt before welled up in Lu's heart.

Is he from the Chang family? She wondered.

I think so, otherwise who else could it be?

(End of this chapter)