Emperor Zhengde of Ming Dynasty

The night gradually shrouded the entire capital, and Yuhuatian walked on the bluestone square with a letter in his hand.

From tonight, if he can't catch the murderer in the entire capital, then the entire Ming Dynasty will set off a **** storm.

Back at the West Factory, Yuhua Tianan sat on the White Tiger chair and roared in a cold voice, "Bring them all up!"

Under the **** of Xichang Fanzi, several eunuchs were **** and brought to the main hall of the Xichang.

"Master, please forgive me! Master, the little ones really don't know anything!"

At this moment, they were all covered in scars, crying and begging Yuhuatian for mercy.

Yu Huatian glanced at them with a cold face, and asked, "How many of you have had contact with the people in His Majesty's imperial kitchen?"

"Do you have anything else to hide? Confess truthfully!"

The little eunuchs who were detained were full of tears, and said extremely aggrieved: "Master, we are really wronged, we really don't know anything about this matter!"

There was a flash of coldness in Yu Huatian's eyes, and his face was cold. Hearing these little eunuchs refused to confess, he said coldly, "Kill!"

When the little eunuchs heard this, their expressions suddenly changed.

"Master, this matter really has nothing to do with us, that poison is really not what we put!"

The little eunuchs had already been frightened and shouted in shock to prove their innocence.

"Hmph, as the eunuchs in charge of His Majesty's food, you can't even see such trivial matters, and you still say that you are wronged?"

"If it weren't for the little **** who tested for poison, I'm afraid that the one who died in the end would be His Majesty today!"

Yu Huatian's words have almost announced the final result to these eunuchs.

"kill!"

When the words sounded, the little eunuchs were still going to defend themselves, but they found that they just opened their mouths, and there was nothing else to do.

When the Xichang Fanzi took back the blood-stained embroidered spring knife, they continued to stand by it honestly.

Looking at the corpses lying on the ground, Yin Hong's blood flowed out from their headless corpses, and Yu Huatian didn't even frown.

He was born to kill like a hemp!

But splendid clothes and embroidered robes, or a drop of blood.

At the same time, in the East Factory, the director of the East Factory, Cao Zhengchun, became more and more angry when he heard that more than 20 of his subordinates were beheaded by Yu Huatian.

This is simply not taking the dignity of their Dongchang factory in the eyes, and it is living maggots in the eyes of living people.

"This is simply too deceiving!"

Cao Zhengchun slapped his palm on the corner of the chair.

At this moment, the second head of the East Factory hurried in from the outside, hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Professor, there is news from the West Factory that under the severe torture of Xichang Fanzi, one person could not bear the torture and even confessed. It's gone!"

The flesh on Cao Zhengchun's face trembled slightly, and said coldly, "Who is so bold?"

"It's from the White Lotus Sect!"

"White Lotus Sect?"

Cao Zhengchun's eyes flashed with the light of a poisonous snake, and he muttered a few words in a cold voice.

This White Lotus Sect is a kind of cult organization among the people. It emerged from the Tang and Song Dynasties and spread to Hongwu in the Ming Dynasty. During the Yongle period, large-scale uprisings broke out successively, but in the end they all ended in failure!

Unexpectedly, to this day, this cult has revived, and it has joined forces with the Tang family of Miao Jiang and stretched out his hand to His Majesty the Imperial Palace.

The most important thing is that Tangmen East Factory suffered such a great shame and humiliation.

Kill!

All should be killed!

But right now, Xichang is in the limelight. If the White Lotus Sect is cracked down by Xichang, then Dongchang will be trampled underfoot forever.

He, Cao Zhengchun, will never make his debut.

It was just activated by His Majesty, and he vowed to be His Majesty's most loyal guard, and could not be easily defeated by them like this.

"No, I'm going to meet Your Majesty now!"

Let's just say, Cao Zhengchun got up immediately and ran to the Forbidden City.

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Forbidden City.

Inside the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

When Cao Zhengchun came here in a hurry, he found that Yuhuatian happened to be here too.

When Cao Zhengchun saw this, he stepped forward to meet him in fear and said, "We've been sentenced to death, and your Majesty has almost been poisoned by the enemy, so please forgive me!"

Zhu Houzhao looked at Cao Zhengchun, who was lying on the hand, with cold killing intent flashing in his eyes, "Cao Zhengchun, you came to see me not just for this, right?"

Cao Zhengchun forced a few tears from his eyes, and kept wiping them with his long sleeves, looking very sad, sobbing a few times, Cao Zhengchun said: "I know that Your Majesty was almost plotted against someone, and my heart is full of grief and anger, I swear in my heart, I must find this person, smash the body into ten thousand pieces, and peel off the skin with cramps!"

Zhu Houzhao watched carefully the touching deeds performed by Cao Zhengchun in front of him. If he hadn't known Cao Zhengchun before, he would have been deceived by Cao Zhengchun's acting skills now.

Zhu Houzhao walked slowly to Cao Zhengchun, helped him up, and said calmly, "Aiqing calm down! I don't blame you for this!"

"I have already asked Yu Huatian, the director of the West Factory, to handle this matter. Since you are here, then you can go with him!"

"Dongchang has many eyes and ears in the capital, the remnants of the White Lotus Sect, you should let go and do it!"

"The minister obeys the order."

Cao Zhengchun and Yuhuatian answered in unison.

After the two left the Hall of Mental Cultivation, Zhu Houzhao took off the Emperor Sword hanging on the dragon column and began to wipe its edge.

At this stage of development, Zhu Houzhao knew in his heart that the number of this White Lotus Sect probably exceeded 10,000. This was a very scary organization.

Especially some of their leaders, even if you give them gold and silver, they will continue to deceive people. Their purpose is not money, but to control people's thoughts.

To deal with such a group of people, the only way to do it is to kill them with heart and soul.

He didn't want to kill these people in his heart, but it was forced by them. They even stretched out their hands to the palace. Is there any reason for them to live?

The resurgence of the White Lotus Sect has become one of the most important scourges of the Ming Dynasty.

Either way, let them perish, preferably uprooted.

And the moment Zhu Houzhao took down the Emperor's Sword, he was ready to kill them.

He raised him to show the people of the world what it would be like to join the White Lotus Sect.

Outside the Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Yu Huatian and Cao Zhengchun walked out together.

But the two never said a word along the way, and neither of them paid any attention to the other's intentions.

Cao Zhengchun looked at Yuhuatian Fengchen's back, and said with a sneer, "You want to take the credit for yourself, hehe, be more tender!"

"Actually, there are some things that your West Factory can't touch!"

"This time, I want to show Your Majesty that my West Factory is the sharpest sword in His Majesty's hands!"

Since Zhu Houzhao issued the imperial decree on this matter, the entire capital, the fans of the East and West factories have appeared in the eyes of the common people one after another.

As for the two factories of the imperial court, as well as Jinyiwei, the common people will be disgusted when they hear it. As long as they hear the name of one of them, they will be frightened long ago.

Especially when they saw the frequent appearance of Jin Yiwei's shadow on the street, they were so frightened that they didn't even dare to go out. The bustling and lively Yanjing Street became desolate in a few days.

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