Chapter 7: Whether One Is a Loyal Minister or a Traitor Depends Primarily on Their Leader
“Your servant has received the order! But…” Wang Cheng’en hesitated for a moment before finally voicing his concerns. If it had been the emperor’s old temper, he would never have dared speak up, but now His Majesty had changed considerably.
“There are many watchful eyes in the palace; I fear this matter might…”
Zhu Youjian nodded. “I understand. You are to see this matter through; nothing else need concern you.”
“And have the two hundred loyal young eunuchs been assembled?”
“All have been gathered as Your Majesty commanded, but, Your Majesty, might two hundred be too few…”
Wang Cheng’en roughly guessed what the emperor intended and couldn’t help but feel anxious and worried. If the emperor truly planned to take action against the capital garrison, two hundred would be far from enough.
Zhu Youjian shook his head. “It’s sufficient.”
Few in number?
The true lethality of a weapon ultimately depends on the skill of its wielder.
Then, Zhu Youjian summoned Wei Zhongxian and said, “Summon fifty prisoners from the Eastern Depot and the Embroidered Uniform Guard to Wansui Mountain—the martial training ground inside the palace.”
Though Wei Zhongxian did not yet know what the emperor intended to do with the prisoners, he immediately responded, “Your servant obeys the order!”
He then added, “Your Majesty, your servant has another matter to report!”
“Speak.”
“If Your Majesty would graciously permit me to reprimand Minister of Works Xue Fengxiang, the expenses for the late emperor’s tomb construction could be substantially reduced, easing the treasury’s current strain.”
Wei Zhongxian’s love for silver was true, and indeed, he dared to grasp at every opportunity—military pay, salt taxes, selling official positions…
There was nothing he wouldn’t dare touch.
But that was before.
As for now…
Before was before; now is now!
When life itself hangs by a thread, what use is silver?
Moreover, he had grown to fear the seventeen-year-old new emperor he served in his bones.
The emperor’s methods of winning hearts and balancing power, combined with the unpredictable authority he wielded over the court, made it clear—even after only two days of contact—that this was a genuine youthful sovereign.
Though fearful, Wei Zhongxian sincerely wished for the emperor’s power to grow ever greater.
He and the Donglin faction were mortal enemies.
Only a strong emperor could protect him.
Zhu Youjian shook his head. “Not yet.”
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“Your servant has received the order! Whenever Your Majesty requires, just command, and your servant will obey!” Wei Zhongxian bowed and hurried to carry out the task.
Before long, he arrived at Wansui Mountain with the prisoners.
What Wei Zhongxian did not expect was that although he had raised his expectations as high as possible, he still underestimated the emperor’s formidable authority.
Zhu Youjian stood beside Wang Cheng’en, a group of young eunuchs clutching swords and blades stood behind them.
Looking at the prisoners, Zhu Youjian waved his hand, and Wang Cheng’en opened two large chests filled with silver coins.
At that moment, Zhu Youjian said calmly, “From this day forth, you are my personal guards, and these prisoners are your first test.”
“Use the swords in your hands to kill them.”
“The first to kill an enemy will be rewarded with a thousand taels of silver; the one who kills the most will also receive a thousand taels. Those who show exceptional bravery will be promoted to squad leader, section leader, centurion, or even captain of the imperial guards.”
“Others will also receive rewards.”
As the emperor’s words fell, some sharp young eunuchs in the crowd caught the meaning.
The emperor had just ascended the throne and was short of manpower; hence this martial exercise.
If they performed well and caught the emperor’s attention, their future prospects would be limitless.
All palace people knew: the closer to the emperor, the higher the status.
Not to mention the gleaming silver rewards before their eyes.
No sooner said than done.
While the others hesitated, a strong young eunuch raised his blade and charged forward.
Seeing this, the rest shouted and followed suit.
These young eunuchs were around fifteen or sixteen years old.
At that age, what did it mean?
If the emperor commanded, they would dare to strike down even the grand ministers.
As for the consequences?
Strike first, consequences later—after all, the emperor had given the order.
Soon, the leading strong youth struck a prisoner with his blade, and the others were stirred to fierce courage by this first blow.
Death was not something they feared so much.
Within the palace, eunuchs and maids died in batches every year.
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The sounds of brutal fighting soon filled the Wansui Mountain training ground.
Zhu Youjian sat calmly in his chair, watching the scene before him. Though his expression betrayed no emotion, his heart was quite pleased.
Though these young eunuchs fought without any coordinated tactics, being eunuchs, they were taller and more robust than ordinary youths, and the fierce spirit of youth had yet to be entirely dulled.
With a little training, they could become a true iron-blooded guard.
At this moment, Wei Zhongxian quietly swallowed his saliva, having made a firm resolve: henceforth, any order from the emperor must be carried out unconditionally; even unspoken wishes must be anticipated and fulfilled.
The reason was clear.
Not far ahead came screams and pleas for mercy.
But the emperor beside him remained as calm and impassive as ever, displaying not the slightest flicker of emotion, radiating an imposing aura.
With his experience, Wei Zhongxian knew exactly what all this meant.
He also felt fortunate that he still had some use to the emperor.
Recalling the emperor’s orders to raid certain households, he quietly added to his responsibilities.
He had amassed considerable silver over the years and must now contribute some to ease the emperor’s burdens.
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