eldest son of Ming dynasty

Chapter 301 Blood and Rain (two in one, [-] words)

Wang Qiong finally persuaded Peng Ze, because Peng Ze also didn't want to see the scene of blood flowing into rivers.

Li Min, the number one scholar, and Li Zhi, who called himself Wu Ya and was known as Mr. Wu Ya, all these people who were well-known in the local literary circle were summoned to meet him in the yamen.

Of course, the author of "Tombstone" is indispensable, a Confucian scholar named Huang Siguo.

In Wensheng, Zhejiang, there are many academies of various kinds, and there are countless lectures and literary meetings on weekdays.

This group of people has a big spectrum, that is, Peng Ze usually has a clear reputation. If Wang Qiong, who has a bad reputation, is replaced, he might not be willing to come.

Wang Qiong also knew this, so he didn't show up.

"Mr. Zhuangyuan, Mr. Li, Mr. Huang..." Peng Ze cupped his hands and met them one by one. There was no scene where tens of thousands of people gathered together to make noise, but this time, I am afraid that the result will be unfavorable to everyone."

"Mr. Jiwu." Li Min came first. After all, he is still a man of official status, and he is the number one scholar. Everyone regards him as the leader, so he can't hide and keep silent. Irrelevant. Corrupt people, people and gods are all angry, and the court is destroyed, we will only applaud, how can we listen to Mr. Jiwu, as if we are not happy to see it."

Peng Ze was stunned. Logically, what he said did not make sense. This is because he often messed around in the government, causing Wang Qiong and his gang to lead them astray.

Li Min also said: "Your Majesty is a generation of Mingjun, even when he was the prince, everyone praised him. It's just that there are treacherous people in the court, who first lured His Majesty to do selfish things, and competed with the people for profit, like Mei Kejia; now He also tempted His Majesty to open the sea, like Yang Jiefu. Opening the sea is an ancestral system, once the sea is banned, Japanese pirates come and invade, then what will happen? Who will take care of the people in Zhejiang?"

Peng Ze raised his hand, "Don't talk about competing with the people for profit. Nowadays, the Holy Majesty is saving money, and most of the money raised is used for state affairs."

"So... what about the people below?" Li Zhi closed his fan, "Hongzhi's corruption case in 17 years started with the fact that the eunuch in the palace was caught embezzling money and silver by His Royal Highness. Is there more than one person who is rotten? Your Majesty opened the sea, and most of the money earned will go into the pockets of officials at all levels. In the end, they will be fattened, and the people in Zhejiang will be poor. So what is the benefit? "

"So, do you all feel that opening the sea is not good?"

No one dared to answer these words, and of course they could say whatever they wanted in private.

But no matter how good the relationship is, Peng Ze is an official of the imperial court after all.

There is always no reason to talk about state affairs in front of him, and if he really wants to speak out, he will put Peng Ze in an unjust place. Do you think he is reporting to the higher authorities, or is he trying to cover up?

"Mr. Jiwu, the sea ban is an ancestral system."

There is nothing wrong with this statement.

Peng Ze stood up, thought for a while, and said, "It's good for you to worry about the country and the country, but far away from the court, there are many things that are not what you think. First, the court wants to open the sea and root The reason is that the imperial court wants to reconcile. The reconstituted military supply silver is to come out of the open sea. The reconstituted is to solve the border troubles. After solving the border troubles, we don’t need to bear huge military pressure in the Ming Dynasty, and we don’t even need Chen Bingbai Wan. This is a national policy drawn up by His Majesty himself, and His Majesty is the ruler of the sky, and no one can lure or change His Majesty's mind."

"Second." Peng Zebi made a 'two' gesture, "I know that you each have your own opinions, and a national policy like this involves a lot... Especially when it comes to whether the ancestral system needs to be changed, it is difficult to say It can be said clearly in a few sentences. However, His Majesty's imperial decree has been issued. I hope everyone understands that the imperial court appointed the governor of Zhejiang and Fujian in advance, and replaced the commanders of the capitals of Zhejiang and Fujian. The commander has also been changed from people from Zhejiang, and the governor of Zhejiang and Fujian is still the emperor's teacher. What does this mean? It is what you want, and no official can agree to you, even if you agree, it will be useless."

"First of all, your opinion cannot go out of Zhejiang, because Zhongcheng will not ignore the opinion of the Governor, and the Governor will not ignore the will of His Majesty. After all, what you are talking about is not Yang Tinghe, Gu To assist these people, you are against the emperor. So for your own good, and for the good of Zhejiang, I advise you all to go home. If you have any opinions, you can go to Shu. His Majesty has not severely punished those censors who spoke harshly, has he? But don't mobilize people. Remember, remember."

After Peng Ze finished speaking, Li Min, Li Zhi and other Confucian scholars fell into silence.

"What does Mr. Jiwu mean, is that we want us to live in idling?" Huang Siguo was the first to ask back, "We are all for the sake of the country and the world, and if His Majesty still wants to slaughter, then I, Huang Siguo, can only be generous. To die. But if I am afraid of death and give up the way in my heart, it is absolutely impossible."

Peng Ze sighed, he actually expected this to happen.

Likes know likes.

If Peng Ze threatened him with a knife one day, he wouldn't frown.

For people like Huang Siguo, fame is more important than life.

Don't say that they don't quite believe that the court will use the butcher's knife like this.

Even if it is about to happen, it is not easy for them to go back and persuade those thousands of scholars, what to say?
Could it be that this is too dangerous?Let's all go home!

It would be better to die then.

And no one here can say that.It was you who said the words of righteous indignation and anger, and now it is you who said the words of struggling to survive.

Basically, even if they really tried to persuade them, not only would their reputation be lost, but things would not change.Thousands of scholars just beat them as shameless people.

In a word, under the current situation in Zhejiang, it has lost its meaning whether opening the sea is beneficial to the country or harmful to the country.The fierce promotion and resolute opposition make rationality lose its living space, and the voices of each other can no longer be heard.

So this time and this space have actually lost their voices.It seems that the city is full of noise, but no one can hear what anyone is saying, and they don't care if they hear it.

Peng Ze had nothing to say, he could only stand up and salute,

"Everyone, take care."

At this point, there is nothing more to say.

Li Min, Li Zhi, Huang Siguo and others stopped talking about it. If the purpose of coming to the inspector's office today was for this matter, then there was no need to come in the first place.

Wait until the gang is gone.

Officials from the procuratorate's yamen also came to plead with Peng Ze,

About six or seven people knelt on the ground anxiously, "...Emissary Peng, do you want to send an urgent note to your Majesty? According to reports, Jin Yiwei will enter the city soon. That Mao Yuwen is an executioner, and he is in front of everyone in Jiangxi. If he is really allowed to come to Hangzhou City under such circumstances, then Hangzhou will become a purgatory on earth!"

In fact, they didn't need to ask Peng Ze, Peng Ze himself was thinking of a way, and he was also anxious, "You guys should take care of your own family first, and don't want people from the government to take to the streets to tear down the government's platform! I'm going to find Zhong Cheng right now, hoping he can slow down Jin Yiwei's actions."

"it is good!"

For Wang Qiong, Peng Ze didn't have to come either.

Those subordinate officials in the governor's yamen and the chief envoy's yamen, such as deputy envoys, political participants, and officials and judges from various prefectures either pleaded with him in person or wrote something to plead for mercy.

In the final analysis, Mao Yuwen cannot be allowed to cut off the seeds of reading in Zhejiang.

But Wang Qiong ignored him at all, he was not the kind of elm-headed Peng Jiwu, Jin Yiwei was the emperor's pro-army, and the governor of Jiangxi was arrested, so why did he, the governor of Zhejiang, join in the fun?
If you really want to do that, you might as well find a rope and tie yourself up.

So he has made up his mind to pay attention to the governor's office and the chief envoy's office. If they don't say a word or leave a person, they are just watching.Whoever goes up to the top is responsible for himself.

Peng Ze spent a long time arguing with him, but he still got this result.

In the end, Peng Ze threw up his sleeves and wanted to leave.
Wang Qiong pointed to his back and reminded, "Brother Peng Ze, you and I are officials in the same dynasty. Even out of friendship, I still have to say something. You'd better be like me. Here, if you don’t listen, don’t read, don’t talk, after the incident, you will be safe and sound. Otherwise, it’s the Zhejiang Inspectorate, who is not a big official in the eyes of the court. Moths to the fire, why bother?”

Peng Ze clenched his fists, turned around and said, "A gentleman will do something and not do something!"

"You say I'm a villain. Then let me ask you something." Wang Qiong smiled, and put her index and middle fingers together in a gesture like a painting. Are the land prices in Shandong and Henan less than half of that?"

Peng Ze looked bewildered.

"You don't know." Wang Qiong laughed, "It is reasonable to say that in the land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River, the yield is nearly two stones per mu, and the cultivated land can even produce three stones per mu. Why is the land price so cheap? It is because of Su, Song, Chang, and Jia. Taxes in several prefectures are extremely heavy. They are often more than twice as high as other places.”

This was decided by Zhu Yuanzhang.

"What does this have to do with what happened today?"

"Look. Don't be in a hurry. Listen to me." Wang Qiong continued to tell him, "For small people, there is no way to plant whatever land they want. But for those with ample money As far as people are concerned, he can buy the fields of Su and Song Prefectures at a lower price. And according to the policy of the imperial court..."

"... Gentlemen can be exempted."

Peng Ze was slightly shocked.

"Opening the sea is the ancestral system, and the gentry's preferential treatment is also the ancestral system. Which one do you think is easier to move?"

To put it bluntly, the policy of the imperial court has made the good land here cheap, and according to the gentry's preferential treatment, these lands do not pay grain.

So Nanzhili and Zhejiang, the land in the south of the Yangtze River, are rich.The land is full of people who have good fields and don't pay taxes.

"But the imperial court will not deliberately come for this..."

Wang Qiong shook his head, this guy still didn't understand, "The imperial court will not do it deliberately. But Zhejiang itself gave the opportunity, what do you think the imperial court will do?"

……

On the sixth day of November, the commander of Jinyiwei sent Mao Yuwen into Hangzhou City.

In the Zhejiang government, only Gu Dayong, the guardian eunuch, went to pick him up.

Gu Dayong has been hiding for a long time these days. Seeing Mao Yuwen is like seeing a relative, and he was very close when he stepped forward, "My deputy envoy, you are here!"

Mao Yuwen threw down the reins and entered the mansion, and gave a salute first, "Tell my father-in-law to wait. I heard some things on the way."

Gu Dayong was also a little curious at first, "It is said that the Zhan family in Poyang has confessed to many clans in Zhejiang. Our family thought you went there first to arrest people. Why did you come to Hangzhou so quickly?"

Mao Yuwen smiled, "If there is no accident in Hangzhou, that is indeed the plan. But Hangzhou is full of panic. Even if I am illiterate, I know the truth of capturing the thief first. As for those people, don't worry, just run away You won’t be able to run away even if you have people.”

That's true, if you don't clean up this group of people, even if you arrest those few clans, there will still be chatter and noise here, so Mao Yuwen thought about it and went straight to Hangzhou.

"Eunuch, who wrote this "Tombstone"?"

Gu Dayong knew, "Huang Siguo. His ancestral home is Ningbo, Zhejiang. I couldn't get used to my boss, so I resisted him repeatedly. During the Chenghua period, I resigned from office and returned to my hometown. In these years, I often gather disciples to give lectures, which is quite influential."

"Can it be killed?" Having said so much, Mao Yuwen was concerned about this.

Gu Dayong was a little speechless, but this question pointed to the core, "Kill... who can't kill Jin Yiwei and Dongchang? But our family thinks that if we want to be safe, we can arrest them and bring them to the capital for His Majesty to make a decision. Your Majesty is angry with these people, and just giving them a head can't relieve the anger."

The main reason is that these Taishan Beidou-like characters were killed for no reason... It seems that it is not right.

"If you can't kill, can you beat him?" Mao Yuwen said with a smile while drinking tea, "People like these always have unclean mouths, and it's hard not to beat him up if I'm in a hurry. "

Gu Dayong pondered for a while, "It shouldn't matter if you hit him a dozen."

"Then I know it in my heart. Eunuch don't go out these few days." Mao Yuwen finished his tea and asked the person he wanted to catch the most, so he didn't stay here anymore. He put the scimitar in his waist and stood Get up and want to leave.

It was not a coincidence to say that after noon, the weather changed a bit, it was a bit cold, and it started to rain lightly again.

The scenery in the south of the Yangtze River is more peaceful in the rain. The children playing on the corner of the street are chased by their mothers and dragged back to the house, and one wooden door after another is violently closed.Even the frozen dogs ran away after grabbing a piece of blackened steamed bun.

Jin Yiwei is here.

The clatter of horseshoes gradually occupied the street, and hundreds of people splashed water one by one.

"Jinyiwei!"

"stop looking!"

A female voice and a boy's voice came from the second floor, and then there was a 'pop', and the windows were closed.

When Mao Yuwen was doing business, it was rare that there were not many people and it was quiet like today.This quietness makes it easy for people to face their own hearts.

Will ask some hypocritical questions, but everyone will ask.

For example, today, does he regret it?
Such a rainy day also reminded him of his childhood.

When he was a child, his mother took him to shelter from the wind and rain.At that time, once he met the officers and soldiers, his mother was also in a hurry to drag him away, even if he didn't let him look, as if he would lose his life.

Occasionally, when he was not killing people, he would also think that it would be great if his mother was still there, at least he has the ability to save her from the wind and rain today.

Snapped!
On the rainy street, upstairs on the right hand side, a man who looked like a scholar threw an egg down. The egg hit Mao Yuwen's horse, and the yolk quickly disappeared under the washing of the rain.

"Big traitor!!" The man pointed at them and cursed.

When a group of people looked up, they found that there were four or five people in total, all wearing long gowns and full of righteous indignation.

'Herod', the horse raised its front hooves, and the beast seemed enraged.

"Whoever obstructs the Jin Yiwei will die."

Mao Yuwen said that word without the slightest emotion.

Jin Yiwei next to him got the order, and immediately got off his horse and kicked the door.

The people above became anxious, "Traitor! Do you think we are people who are afraid of death?"

Mao Yuwen didn't hear what these people were saying. He was wiping the rain on his face. He thought that even though his mother was gone, there was still a woman named Xu Xueyun waiting for him in the capital.

He must go back, go back victoriously.

The egg thrower, looking at the costumes, should be a juren. If he can do such a thing at this time, he should also be a person who is not afraid of death, otherwise he will be like this if he is out of his mind.

So when people pushed down, they were still barking,
The Jin Yiwei who started the action saw that Mao Yuwen seemed to be in a daze, but according to the rules, as long as there was no other order, they could not stop without authorization.So the few people glanced at each other to confirm that their leader really didn't want to speak, so they were cruel,
"Wait."

At the last juncture, Mao Yuwen uttered his voice, and when he looked down, there were five faces that were actually immature.
"Why stop? Let's do it?!" This person has a mustache, and it is easy to recognize that he is the one who keeps talking.

"Okay. I will help you." Mao Yuwen gestured to the Jin Yiwei who was holding him down.

So the steel knife turned around his neck, and the rain began to mix with blood, flowing to both sides of the street.

"Traitor!" The remaining four people were greatly shocked when they saw the real murder. "We are all famous people. If you kill yourself in the street, do you know the future consequences?"

Mao Yuwen's expression was flat, "Who knows where Huang Siguo lives?"

"Do you still want to kill Mr. Huang?!" The young man's expression seemed like he had never heard such an outrageous thing in his life.

"Tell me, you are alive. The next sentence is not the address, and you are dead."

"Do you think……"

Mao Yuwen directly interrupted him, "Kill it."

puff!
The blade was sharp and already stained with blood.

The rest were three young men in blue gowns. Two friends in a row died in front of them. This should be something they had never thought about in their entire lives.

Mao Yuwen's eyes turned slightly to the right, staring at the next person.

This person, with big eyes, double eyelids, and fair skin, is actually beautiful, but his lips are trembling, his face is pale, and he has lost a lot of points.

"You should be able to tell?"

"Huang...Mr. Huang..."

"Brother Yu!" the one among the three shouted loudly, "Tai Shigong said that a person is mortal, and it may be heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than a feather! the villain?"

Probably being fooled by such a sentence, the young man closed his eyes tightly and shouted: "I don't know!"

Mao Yuwen didn't speak, but gestured.

puff! !

So another corpse.

Just now the man yelled at Mao Yuwen like crazy, "Traitor! You will die in the future!"

Mao Yuwen got off his horse and wiped his neck with a knife, and then put the blood-stained blade on the shoulder of the last person, "Think about it before you say it. This may be the last sentence in your life."

Four people died in a row, this is the real god of killing.

The person who usually holds the book of sages in his study has never seen such a scene, his pupils dilated, and after taking a few rough breaths, he was so frightened that he passed out!
Not only that, around his buttocks, the originally clear rainwater seeped into a piece of yellow.

Mao Yuwen grinned, turned his head to look at his subordinates, "Brothers, I always say don't think that scholars are so great. You see, that's what they are."

"Hahaha. Boss, will you kill him or not?"

Mao Yuwen didn't really care, "What do you think?"

"Leave people under the knife!"

The high-pitched voice came from another direction. Mao Yuwen and the others turned their heads to look, and saw an old man walking step by step in the rain with a paper umbrella.

"Old man, Huang Siguo!"

wow.

Jin Yiwei divided into two teams, advancing on the left and right respectively, and then surrounded them, even drawing out their steel knives.

But the old man's expression did not change, and he approached step by step.

After he stopped walking, he looked down at the corpse on the ground, and the anger in his eyes was clearly visible, "Deputy Envoy Mao, what crime do they have for letting you commit murder in the street?"

Mao Yuwen put away the knife. In fact, he was used to killing and killing. He was not very angry at all, and his mood was always calm. "Scholars can be killed without humiliation. Didn't you say that? He called me a traitor and insulted me." I wanted to insult him too, but in order to respect the opinions of you scholars, I changed the insult to decapitation."

"There is no sky, there is no sun!" Such an unreasonable response made Huang Siguo feel a chill in his heart, "Is it really the emperor's will for you to do this? The emperor told you to kill scholars in Zhejiang?!"

Mao's language experience has also been enriched, "You don't set me up. You just say "Tombstone" was written by you?"

"So what?"

"No matter what, it is your crime to confuse people's hearts and incite scholars to fight against the imperial government's national policy. And I, in charge of Beizhen Prefecture, will take you to prison here today!"

"Do you think the old man will be afraid?"

"I don't care whether you are afraid or not. Whether you are afraid or not is a boring thing for me." Mao Yuwen didn't care, he mounted his horse again, "Catch it. Next."

"Boss, what about this scary pee?"

Mao Yuwen leaned to the right and looked down, "I'm scared to pee, I think I won't dare to resist the court in the future, since I don't resist, then let him stay."

This behavior actually told everyone that Jin Yiwei and Dongchang came to Zhejiang for one thing.

Those who obey the imperial court's national policy live, and those who do not obey die.

"who is the next?"

"Li Min."

"Li Min from the Li family in Qiantang?"

"Yes."

On the other side,
According to the procuratorate, Peng Ze was really restless. He couldn't help shouting at Wang Qiong, "Zhongcheng! Mao Yuwen has already killed people in Hangzhou. If we don't care about it, how many people will die in Hangzhou!"

"The Li family in Qiantang smuggled and violated the imperial decree. Even when they arrived in the capital, His Majesty treated them that way. If you want to save them, how can you save them? Does he have a reason to live? Could it be that you told Your Majesty that they are scholars...?"

Wang Qiong shook his head weakly.

He's not a pervert, and he certainly doesn't want to see these people die like this.He wants things in Zhejiang to go smoothly.

But what is the will of the Son of Heaven?
Back then, the two emperors Taizu and Taizong were still ruthless in killing. Maybe it was too long, and people forgot that the emperor could do this.

"There was news from Beijing that Marquis Wu Ding asked His Majesty to reprimand him angrily, and he became sick from fright. Brother Peng Ze, do you know what His Majesty said that scared Marquis Wu Ding? Your Majesty said that if you are dissatisfied with Kaihai and deeply hate people like Yang Jiefu, you can do it." What happened to Emperor Taizong back then, or just go home and endure it."

What Emperor Taizong did back then...Peng Ze is a scholar, of course he knows.

"In the final analysis, His Majesty has already made up his mind, no matter how many people die, it will not change."
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