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

Chapter 20 People's joys and sorrows are not shared. [New book, please add to your collection]

Jiang Huan almost thought he had misheard!
Not dragged out and beheaded? Not subjected to a thousand cuts?! It's rocket launch?!

They're even monitoring the Ministry of Revenue?! Secretly investigating the various princes?! Sending secret memorials to the emperor?!
Has the Emperor truly gone mad?!
Or was she completely swayed by this madman's words?!
Zhang Biao was also stunned!
Completely confused!

The tragic and suicidal look on his face froze instantly, replaced by extreme astonishment and bewilderment.

what's the situation? !

Not beheading? Not skinning alive? Desperately not slow slicing?

What the hell? Old Zhu actually promoted me?! And by such a large margin?!
A fourth-rank Left Vice Censor-in-Chief?!
Damn it! What are you trying to do, Lao Zhu?!
What happened to your ruthless killing?! What happened to your callous and ungrateful nature?!
What do you mean by promoting me?!

In my script, I'm just a lowly seventh-rank censor!
"Your Majesty! Are you mistaken?"

Overwhelmed with shock, Zhang Biao couldn't help but press Zhu Yuanzhang for answers, looking at him with a glimmer of hope: "What I said is true, kill me, and use my blood to give the Ming Dynasty a wake-up call!"

"No need. Your survival is the best warning to the Ming Dynasty!" Old Zhu's voice was cold and unquestionable.

Zhang Biao was almost in tears, and his words began to ramble: "But Your Majesty, I don't want to live! I'm really in a hurry, today is Crazy Thursday! If you kill them quickly, I can still make it back in time to order food."

boom--! ! !
In the entire Fengtian Hall, time seemed to be paused, and then instantly exploded!

The air froze!
My mind has frozen!
Even the murderous intent and anger that Old Zhu had managed to suppress seemed to be broken through by this last sentence, which was extremely absurd, extremely unconventional, and extremely illogical!

Crazy Thursday??

Rushing back to order food?

What the hell is all this?!
Zhu Yuanzhang's purplish face instantly turned from red to green, then from green to white, and finally became an indescribable dark purple, a mixture of extreme anger, absurdity, and bewilderment!
He opened his mouth, his throat making a 'whooshing' sound, but he couldn't utter a single word.

Only those eyes, wide open as if about to burst from their sockets, were fixed on Zhang Biao, as if looking at a peerless monster in human skin!
Jiang Huan was completely petrified!

His hand on the knife handle froze, his mind went blank, and he couldn't understand what he had just heard.
Crazy Thursday? Ordering food?!
This...this terrified and bewildered him more than any outrageous curse!
This is completely beyond his understanding of 'human beings'!

The eunuchs and palace maids who were prostrate on the ground inside the hall were so frightened that they didn't even dare to tremble. They felt a chill run from their tailbone straight to the top of their head!

This Imperial Censor Zhang is no normal person!
He's definitely not a normal person!

"Zhang Biao."

After a long while, Old Zhu finally calmed down, his voice carrying a chilling calmness.

He paused, each word seeming to have been pulled from an ice cellar: "To be honest, even if we tear you to pieces, it wouldn't be enough to vent the hatred in our hearts."

"but."

The word "but" was like a turning point in fate, instantly bringing the atmosphere in the entire hall to a fever pitch!

"Considering your willingness to die to prove your innocence, and considering your 'clear-headedness'..."

Zhu Yuanzhang's lips curled into an extremely cold and cruel smile, as if he were looking at prey that had fallen into a trap: "I'll spare your dog's life for now!"

"Please don't keep me, Your Majesty! I beg you! I really want to die."

"Noisy!!"

Old Zhu roared, his eyes bloodshot with extreme repression: "If you dare to be disrespectful again, we'll drag you into the palace to be castrated and stay by our side forever!"

"what?!"

Zhang Biao was so frightened that he clenched his legs together, swallowing the words that were about to come out of his mouth.

Because killing him would be easier, allowing him to return to the modern world.

But if we castrate him, then things are hard to say.

If I go back and can't perform sexually anymore, my life will be ruined.

So he was so frightened that he froze. Old Zhu, however, had no patience for this troublesome fellow and impatiently waved his hand at Jiang Huan: "Take him away! Don't let him attend court without my permission!"

"Yes"

Jiang Huan looked deeply at Zhang Biao, his heart filled with immense shock, yet he dared not hesitate for a moment longer.

With a wave of his hand, he summoned the fierce Imperial Guards, who pounced on him with unprecedented speed, practically dragging Zhang Biao away from the Fengtian Hall.

The heavy palace doors slammed shut behind them, separating the inside from the outside, and seemingly isolating two different worlds.

Inside the enormous hall, only Old Zhu remained.

After an unknown amount of time, Old Zhu suddenly murmured to himself, as if in a dream: "Biao'er, is it your spirit in heaven?"

"We must keep him alive! We must have him solve those problems for us! We want the Ming Dynasty to last forever!"

the other side.

After Zhang Biao was taken out of Fengtian Hall by the Embroidered Uniform Guard, he was 'escorted' all the way to the outside of the palace before being allowed to leave alone.

They wouldn't even let him stay in the imperial prison where he was provided with food and lodging.

It can be said that he was one of the very few officials in the reign of Emperor Zhu who was able to walk out of the imperial prison intact.

I don't know whether to be happy or worried.

"What should I do? Old Zhu keeps disrupting my plans. When will I be able to go back? Is my only option to die trying to persuade that useless emperor Zhu Yunwen?"

"But Zhu hasn't said anything about establishing a crown prince yet."

Zhang Biao walked aimlessly through the streets of the Ming Dynasty, as if he were detached from the world.

Normally, he would have been able to "die for his principles" and then go back to relax for a few days after each court session.

But for some reason, these last two attempts at "persuasion to the death" both failed.

You should know that if it were anyone else, given the content of his "deathbed remonstrance," Zhu Yuanzhang would have scattered his ashes.

"Hey! Old Zhu must have developed some kind of weird fetish lately, right?" Zhang Biao sighed again.

Just then, a seductive, alluring voice called out from a brothel on the left side of the street: "Sir, come and have some fun!"

Zhang Biao: "."

"Shh! Don't shout. That kid looks broke. He's dressed in rags. He's just a stinking beggar!"

"But I think he's quite handsome. How about I pay half price?"

"It's free for me! It's free for me!"

"You're a guy, don't try to steal it from us sisters!"

"Exactly! What's so fun about men fighting with men! Grandpa! Come and play with the little girl!"

"."

People's joys and sorrows are not shared, and Zhang Biao only found their noise bothersome.

He calmly walked through the crowd, away from the brothel.

At the same time, I felt a mixture of grief and indignation.

How unreasonable! !
Old Zhu! It's all your fault! You've been an official for so long, and you've never received a single day's salary!
Now that I can't go back, I'm going to starve!
No! You have to pay me 50!
Without hesitation, Zhang Biao turned around and rushed back to Fengtian Hall to demand his wages from Old Zhu!

(End of this chapter)