In the Eastern Palace.
Meeting Hall.
Lan Shenxing came here with Zhu Biao. He knew that he would not be able to go back tonight.
As the old saying goes, before the soldiers and horses move, the grain and grass will move first.
Spring was just around the corner, and it wouldn't be long before the two armies set off.
Before the army set off, Zhu Biao had to arrange the deployment of food and fodder. After he was done, he would hand it over to Zhu Yuanzhang.
If there were no problems after Zhu Yuanzhang saw it, he would immediately prepare it.
The preparation of grain was a very complicated matter. The first thing to consider was how much grain to prepare and how much would be lost on the way when it was transported to the destination.
The next thing to consider was the transportation route. Which route could the grain transport army take so that they would not be easily discovered by the enemy?
If the grain transport army was discovered and wiped out, the soldiers at the front line would lose their grain and be completely useless.
Therefore, he had to prepare a decoy to disrupt the enemy's line of sight.
Then, the problem arose again.
How should these suspicious soldiers be deployed? Which path should they deploy?
Alright.
If this problem was also solved.
If there was a rainstorm, a landslide, a broken bridge, you lost contact with the frontline troops, and so on.
How could he ensure that the rations would arrive on time?
If these problems were solved again…
I'm sorry, but there's still a series of questions waiting for you.
The candlelight in the hall flickered. Lan Shenxing and Zhu Biao lowered their heads and busied themselves, exchanging a few words from time to time.
However…
While they were busy, something big happened in the outside world.
……
As soon as the first day of the new year passed, dense black shadows appeared on the streets.
This group of people passed through the streets filled with lanterns and quietly appeared in front of Hu Weiyong's house.
Mao Xiang wore a flying fish robe and held an embroidered spring knife.
He stood in front of the manor door and tapped the ground with the hilt of his saber three times.
The door opened with a creak.
The person who opened the door was a servant in Hu Weiyong's residence, but his real identity was the Jinyiwei.
The three knocks just now were the secret signal to open the door.
The door of the manor opened, and the Brocade Guards rushed into the manor at lightning speed.
The Prime Minister's Residence of Ming Dynasty.
In less than the time for an incense stick to burn, they had completely fallen.
However…
Mao Xiang did not find Hu Weiyong in the bedroom, but in the study.
When he entered, Mao Xiang found Hu Weiyong sitting on a wooden chair.
Although the latter was expressionless, one could still see the reluctance to part with this power in his eyes.
"You're here?"
Hu Weiyong looked at Mao Xiang and raised his wine cup. He drank all the wine in the cup, but it fell to the ground and shattered." Prime Minister, I've been waiting for you for a long time."”
"Please."
? Mao Xiang's palm was pressed against the hilt of the Embroidered Spring Saber. His expression was cold, like an emotionless beast.
"Upper-ranking…is there anything you want to say to me?”
Hu Weiyong raised his head. There was a trace of luck in his eyes.
"You think too highly of yourself."
Mao Xiang's voice was calm, but it was filled with killing intent.
"The higher-ups said that?"
Hu Weiyong asked.
"I said it."
" You are not worthy of His Majesty speaking." Mao Xiang said." The last mercy His Majesty will give you is…to let you live another year."”
Hu Weiyong took a deep breath, slowly got up, and walked out of the house.
At the same time.
Many officials related to Hu Weiyong were also arrested, and none of Hu Weiyong's relatives and friends were spared.
In order not to affect the dispatch of troops.
This operation was carried out in secret by the Embroidered Uniform Guards.
Even Zhu Biao and Lan Shenxing did not know that Zhu Yuanzhang would take action tonight.
Everyone who was arrested, including Hu Weiyong, was temporarily detained.
Among them, Hu Weiyong and many officials were locked up in Zhao Prison.
Most of them were locked up in Ying Tian's prison.
Imperial Censor Chen Ning, Vice Chief Tu Jie, and many other officials, as well as Hu Weiyong's nine clans, amounted to nearly thirty thousand people!
This group of people filled up the entire Ying Tian Prison!
……
Zhu Biao and Lan Shenxing had been busy for nearly the entire night.
After daybreak, Zhu Biao took the provisions and found Zhu Yuanzhang in a carriage.
After Zhu Yuanzhang finished reading it, he felt that there was no problem and gave the order.
That night.
The grain army took advantage of the night to set off.
The next day.
On the morning of the third day, Xu Da and Lan Yu led their troops out of the city, and the two groups of soldiers and horses split up.
Today.
The officials 'holiday was over, and it was time for the court.
Since Xu Da and Lan Yu had left, Zhu Yuanzhang…there was no need to hide it anymore.
In the court.
The officials saw that many people were missing, and there was no lack of high-ranking officials, especially the disappearance of Hu Weiyong, which made their expressions start to become somewhat panicked.
Zhu Biao realized that something was wrong. He glanced at Zhu Yuanzhang and his expression changed slightly.
Had he already made his move?
" Hu Weiyong poisoned Liu Bowen and plotted a rebellion. He was caught by our Jinyiwei on the spot. His crimes should be executed by nine generations. The main culprit, Hu Weiyong, should be dismembered..."
Zhu Yuanzhang sat on the dragon throne and personally recounted Hu Weiyong's crimes and his sentence.
As soon as he finished speaking.
All the officials in the court were shocked.
But immediately after.
"Your Majesty, Hu Ni's crime of killing nine generations is too light!”
"I, second…"
The officials of Zhedong Group started to kick him when he was down.
Zhu Yuanzhang looked down with a cold expression, and his face became even darker.
……
Xu Da led his army thirty miles out of the city.
At this moment.
A monk appeared. He was dressed in tattered monk robes and held a Buddhist staff in his hand. On his back was an unknown object that was nearly 2.3 meters long and wrapped in black cloth.
Xu Da rode on his horse, and the monk also walked over.
The distance between the two of them was getting closer and closer.
When they were less than twenty meters apart, Tyrant and Xu Da looked at each other almost at the same time.
The monk was an old monk, and his age was similar to Xu Da.
When he saw Xu Da, he was obviously stunned for a moment, but his expression quickly returned to normal.
When Xu Da saw the old monk, he frowned. He signaled for the soldiers to speed up the march, but he rode his horse and stayed where he was.
Xu Da did not move, and neither did the old monk. The two of them just stared at each other.
Soon, the army disappeared from sight.
Xu Da spurred his horse forward. When he was five meters away from the old monk, the horse stopped with a whoosh.
"Xu Da."
"In the blink of an eye, it's been eight years, right?" The old monk smiled.”
"Why are you here?"
Xu Da stared at the old monk as if he wanted to see through his intentions.
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