"I heard. What does this have to do with His Majesty's order?" Jiang Tu asked. Qiu Defu walked forward, and Jiang Tu quickly followed. Behind the two of them, a group of maids followed, at least ten steps away. Qiu Defu said softly: "Lord Jiang, do you know that the headquarters of the bandits is in Dongzhou. In recent years, the bandits in Dongzhou have made a lot of trouble. The mission your majesty ordered you has a profound meaning." Jiang Tu's expression suddenly changed. They are all smart people, and he has already heard the strong murderous intention in Qiu Defu's words. Qiu Defu looked at him and understood in his heart, "Since Mr. Jiang understands, let's do it. It's easy to do the job. You can do whatever you want this time. Even if someone impeaches you, His Majesty will protect you." However, Jiang Tu's face was particularly gloomy, "Eunuch Qiu, you want me to be a villain." Qiu Defu smiled slightly, looked at the skyline, and said coldly: "Your Majesty wants you to be a villain. If you have the ability to provoke the Dongzhou civil uprising, your Majesty will definitely remember you in his heart. Mr. Jiang, you have done a lot of things in recent years. What’s wrong with people scolding you? It’s too late to start cherishing your reputation!” Jiang Tu sighed, "After all, I am burdened by my reputation. Your Majesty wants me to go to Dongzhou to search, and I will definitely do the job carefully. However, I still ask, is there a time limit?" Qiu Defu put his hands in his sleeves. The weather was freezing and the wind was blowing on his face like a knife. He said without sadness or joy: "The lean season is the most likely to cause trouble. Therefore, you don't have much time, only a few months left. What happened in the prison last night made His Majesty very angry. Dongzhou's The cult bandits must be completely eradicated. The Jin Yiwei will cooperate with your actions, and you can let go. Some cult bandits are hidden too deep, and a civil uprising must occur in Dongzhou to bring them to the surface. "
"Aren't you afraid of implicating innocent people?" "If you can calm down your majesty, the sacrifice of innocent people will become valuable." Qiu Defu uttered the most cruel and ruthless words, turned and left, leaving Jiang Tu alone on the corridor to continue blowing the wind. Jiang Tu smiled bitterly. He knew very well how the courtiers scolded him, calling him a sycophant, saying he was selling his ass, and calling him Concubine Jiang. However, in all these years, no one has ever called him a traitor to the country. He is a thief. He stole the old emperor's money. He can only be regarded as an internal thief, not a national thief. But he didn't expect that one day, he would be the emperor's sword and wield it against the people of Dongzhou. After doing this, if nothing else happens, he will be stigmatized as a national thief. There is absolutely no hope of turning around in this life. The literati's mouth felt as if it had been smeared with arsenic. Jiang Tu gritted his teeth, what could he do? He had no choice but to do what His Majesty ordered him to do. Not only must it be done, but it must be done well and beautifully. In the lean season, there must be civil unrest in Dongzhou. This means that from this moment on, he will let his minions with the most evil intentions and the most vicious methods begin to plunder Dongzhou unscrupulously, causing trouble for the people, destroying their families, and turning big households into small households, and small households into small households. Poor households, poor households become bandits, and bandits come out to kill officials and rebel. This set of plans only lasted a few months, and Jiang Tu was worried to death for a while. It seems that not only are they going to plunder, but they are also going to plant their own people among the thieves. Otherwise, if civil unrest does not occur on time next year and His Majesty's mission cannot be completed, His Majesty will definitely be unhappy. He has served His Majesty for so many years, and this is the first time he has seen His Majesty so angry. The more calm His Majesty is, it means that the murderous intention is so strong that no one can dissuade him. On the other hand, if His Majesty curses loudly, there is still room for easing the situation, and he may be able to get over it by asking for mercy. I really don’t know what kind of hornet’s nest the prison-breaking religious bandits have stung, which made His Majesty so angry that he wanted to cancel Dongzhou from the map. How terrible! With no time to sigh about his future, Jiang Tu hurried out of the palace and took the time to make arrangements. Everything is business as usual in Jingcheng, and the people of Dongzhou will encounter the most tragic and darkest moment in a century, and the eighteen levels of hell are nothing more than that. The impeachment memorials flew into the palace like snowflakes, but the old emperor ignored them all. After accumulating too much, he ordered Qiu Defu to burn all the impeachment memorials of the courtiers. Qiu Defu didn't even dare to say a word of persuasion. He personally carried the basket and poured the impeachment memorial into the stove, just in time to add fire to the alchemy furnace. Recently, the old emperor seems very calm, and some courtiers even feel that the wise and mighty Majesty in his early years seems to be back. However, only those who were waiting closely, such as Qiu Defu, understood that the old emperor had entered the stage of wanton killing. If the servants in the palace made any noise, the old emperor would order them to be executed. The old emperor looked more gloomy than calm. The darkest side deep inside is completely exposed and has no humanity left.
As an old man, Qiu Defu works cautiously and tremblingly every day. In the past, he had the courage to persuade someone, but now, he can't say more than a few words a day. The old emperor would never open his mouth unless asked. The palace servants around him were all smart people, and all the dull people died. Everyone can communicate normally without using words, just using their eyes. Tai Chi Palace is so quiet that you can hear a pin drop. It was not until the old emperor executed several Taoist priests that the slow courtiers realized belatedly that the old emperor did not return to his wise and powerful state, but began to go crazy. Is it good or bad? There are not many ministers who personally experienced the late emperor's later years. The right prime minister barely counts as one. He sent someone to remind King Jin not to get close to the old emperor recently. The further away, the better. It was best to do nothing. King Jin didn't know why and wanted to ask further. The right minister only told him, "There is nothing wrong with listening to me." Similar words were said in every corner of the capital. In the Marquis's Mansion, the eldest master suddenly ordered that the whole family be confined to their homes. All banquets were cancelled and all outside banquets were declined. The whole family was cultivating their moral character. If they could do business outside, they would do it. If they couldn't do it, they would temporarily withdraw it and wait until next year. No one in the Marquis's Mansion could understand the eldest master's order. The people from the second room went to the old lady to make trouble. It was almost the end of the year, which was the busiest time of the year. There were banquets everywhere. The Marquis's Mansion had also prepared several banquets and even sent out invitations. What was the big deal about canceling everything now? If something big happened in the court, it would be reasonable to do so. Obviously, the court was very peaceful at the moment, so why was the house confined? The old lady also thought that the order given by the master was unreasonable. She ordered someone to invite the master and asked, "I won't ask you the specific reason, but I will ask you one question, is it really that serious? The court is peaceful, what kind of madness are you going through?" "Old lady, do you really think I'm crazy?" The master asked back. The old lady wanted to say yes, but when facing the other party's gaze, she suddenly hesitated and changed her words to ask, "Is it really a problem?" The master nodded. The old lady's heart skipped a beat, "Is it more serious than the Jinzhou rebels?" The master nodded again, "Ten times more serious!" The Jinzhou rebels, making a fuss, fighting each other, almost beating their brains out, have you seen the old emperor execute anyone? This time, if you accidentally fall into the hands of the old emperor, you will be dead.