Red Mansion Royal Cat

Chapter 286

Apart from Kong Lin, there are more than a thousand scholars just surrounding him.

When the boxes of things were dug out from the grave, except for the people in Yanshenggong's mansion who started to tremble, the rest became extremely angry.

The co-author Yanshenggong Mansion treats us like fools, can this be tolerated?

The people who originally supported Yanshenggong's mansion changed the target of their saliva in an instant, and pointed their finger at Kong Renqiao, who had already been detained by the imperial army.

"The holy land of Confucianism is actually regarded as a place to hide filth by your unfilial descendants. You are the ones who will be hacked into pieces!"

"I was really blind. I actually listened to the words of you rebellious people, and ran all the way to lend a helping hand. I didn't want to become an accomplice."

"Thousands of cuts can't atone for their crimes!"

"Then Shen Tang!"

"Burn them!"

The crowd was excited, even more intense than when Xia Jiang was tied to the firewood pile.

Jia Cong looked at the teacher Xu Jin, who was full of grief and indignation, and sighed in his heart that Jiang was still old and spicy. After today, the reputation of Yanshenggong Mansion would be wiped out.

The imperial court took advantage of the situation to divide the power of the Confucian family in Qufu, gradually implemented the reform of Confucianism, and increased support for the theory of a hundred schools of thought.In the future, it will be much easier to control the public opinion of the government and the opposition, or to reform the new policy.

Lin Wai's scholars who had spit at the official mansion, now changed their target to Yansheng Gong's mansion, but Chen Baoliang didn't feel relaxed at this time, instead, his forehead and black back were sweating uncontrollably.

Is Kong Renxuan crazy?How dare he move the holy tomb of Confucius?

"My lord? My lord? My lord..."

The captain yelled several times, and Chen Baoliang's lips began to tremble.He begged and looked at Jia Cong who actually controlled the place, but he saw Jia Cong supporting Kong Xiangan with words of comfort with an angry and sad face.

"Go ahead, it's all like this, why don't you check it out once and for all. If we have to blame it, we won't be able to blame it. It was he who disturbed the Holy Tomb first, so what does it have to do with us?"

Song Zhaolin looked at the excited crowd outside the forest, then secretly glanced at the officials whispering aside, and persuaded Chen Baoliang.

Hearing this, Chen Baoliang finally gained some confidence, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Dig! Dig to the bottom for me, I want to see how many things these rebels have hidden!"

Perhaps the people in Yanshenggong's mansion were still a little afraid. The secret room next to the holy mausoleum was not really dug into Confucius' mausoleum, but it was only separated by a wall.

In the huge secret room, there are too many things hidden enough to kill the nine families of the Kong family.

Not to mention Bingjia, the crown, green dragon robe, king's seal and other things bestowed on Yanshenggong's mansion by the previous dynasty were placed in front of everyone.

"The Dacheng Supreme Sage Wenxuan King..."

This king seal was given to the Confucian family in Qufu by Confucius, who was posthumously posthumous by the captive chieftain of the former dynasty. He didn't want to be hidden in the secret room of Confucius.

Jia Cong held up the golden seal and looked at it for a moment, then sighed, "Even if a saint is in the sky, he would probably be so sick by this golden seal that he couldn't sleep. The Kong family are really 'filial sons and virtuous grandchildren'. On the edge of the mausoleum."

Snapped!
Seeing that Kong Xiang'an's face turned red, Xu Jin slapped his apprentice on the head to stop his yin and yang aura.

"Mr. Huai Li, please forgive me, the young man is naughty, the junior will go back and teach him well..."

Kong Xiangan shook his head bitterly: "He didn't say anything wrong. After all, I, Mr. Kong, was fascinated by the glory and wealth, and forgot the will of my ancestors. That's all, I don't have the face to stay here, how can I have the qualifications?" Wear this official uniform given by the imperial court."

"Sir, you can't..."

Without waiting for Xu Jin and others to stop him, Kong Xiangan took off the hair crown on his head on the spot, took off the purple sacrificial clothes on his body, folded them respectfully, and handed them to the stunned Xu Jin.

Then he knelt down to the north, bowed three times and kowtowed nine times, and said sadly: "The sinner Kong Xiang'an, from today on, he will end up in Konglin and wait for His Majesty to deal with him!"

……

Thousands of scholars surrounded Yanshenggong's mansion, and the excited and angry crowd continued to attack Yanshenggong's mansion.

The mansion of Yanshenggong, which was known as the Holy Land of Confucianism in the past, might have been trampled down by the angry crowd if it hadn't been guarded by the forbidden army.

People who were complaining about the Confucian family in Qufu before began to jointly write a letter, asking the court to kill the Confucian family who insulted the saint.

"The sage is the sage of scholars in the world, not the sage of his Confucian family!"

"The Confucianism sect is the Confucianism sect of the whole world, not the Confucianism sect of Yanshenggong Mansion!"

"Removing the noble and dismissing the official, a thousand cuts!"

"The one hundred thousand tombs of Confucius, the resting place of the sages, can hide dirt and dirt?"

"The Confucian family in Qufu, only Mr. Huaili is respectable!"

"That's right, it's no wonder that Mr. Huai Li didn't receive rice from Yansheng Gong's mansion back then. His heart is like a mirror, and he should be the true descendant of the saint."

Among the angry crowd, there were indeed those who sincerely complained for Confucianism, but most of them were angry after being played by Yanshenggong's mansion.

This feeling of being fooled and teased made this group of pretentious scholars unable to restrain their anger. After being picked on by someone with a heart, they jointly completed a memorial book with a length of [-] characters. Chen Baoliang, the presiding judge of the Kong family case, and Song Zhaolin, the inspector of the inspector, were appointed.

A book has thousands of words, but only two things.

The first is to invite the emperor to remove the title and official position of Yanshenggong Mansion, and the second is to elect Kong Xiang'an, the sacrificial official of the most holy ancestor, to be in charge of Confucius' family affairs, and to be in charge of the worship management of the Holy Mausoleum, Confucius Temple, and Confucius Forest.

"If you dismiss the official, you will definitely dismiss the official. But it is not appropriate to recommend Kong Xiang'an to preside over the affairs of the Confucius family in Qufu."

Chen Baoliang handed the Wan Yan book to Song Zhaolin and others beside him, shook his head and said: "Mr. Huai Li is indeed highly respected, but he is a distant branch of the Confucian family. There is also the Nankong lineage."

According to the practice of the past dynasties, the heir to the title of Lord Yansheng will only be selected in the direct branch, and both the south and the north Kong have the direct branch blood, and it will be the same this time.

Is the case involved in Yanshenggong Mansion serious?Very big.

But in the eyes of the world, even if a large number of soldiers were found in Konglin, the imperial court would still not really kill the Qufu Confucius family.

The habit of thousands of years has made the people of the world have a consensus, how can there be no Yan Shenggong in the world?Just like the world cannot live without an emperor.

"Send it to the capital, this matter is not up to us."

Jia Cong rarely raised his opinion, and Chen Baoliang and Song Zhaolin nodded.

Six hundred miles away, he was rushed to the capital, and Wan Yanshu was accompanied by the direct branch of Yanshenggong's mansion who was asked by the emperor to be detained in Beijing, and the third division was asked to take over the case.

The matter involved Yanshenggong Mansion, Zhongxin Wang Mansion, Jiangnan Zhen's family and many other wealthy families. The case was too big for a small inspector or inspector to handle.

Kong Xiangan changed into coarse linen clothes and built a thatched hut in Konglin. Every day, he either worshiped the sages of Confucius or read Confucian classics. The affairs of the academy were left to other professors to take care of.

Xu Jin once took Jia Cong to visit Konglin, but Kong Xiangan also blocked the door.

Many people visited Kong Xiang'an, some sincerely came to comfort and visit, and many took the opportunity to come to burn cold stoves.

However, the old man turned him away, and put up a sign at the gate of Kong Linyi, with the words: "Wearing the body of a sin, I only ask for atonement!"

The master and apprentice Xu Jin stood outside the door of the ceremony, looking at the thatched hut in the distance, and finally left with a sigh.

All the files, evidence and other things related to the case were sealed up. After Xu Jin gave careful instructions, he ordered Jia Cong to return to Beijing immediately.

It can be said that the end of the Shandong matter has been decided, and the rest of the matter is up to his teacher and Zhongshun Wang Liu Ke to do it himself.

……

The matter of Konglin quickly spread to the capital like a prairie fire, and the six-hundred-mile urgent document was placed on the emperor's desk, and officials from the six cabinet departments all entered the Qinzheng Hall to discuss matters.

In a fit of rage, the emperor ordered the Dragon Guards to seal up the Confucian mansion in the capital, and imprisoned all the Confucian family members including Yan Shenggong Kong Renxuan.

At the same time, it was decreed that the Ministry of Criminal Justice, the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and the three divisions of Dali Temple should have a joint trial, order Shandong to escort the people involved in the case from Yansheng Gong's mansion to Beijing, and order Kong Xiang'an, the sacrificial officer of the Zhicheng ancestor, to temporarily take charge of the affairs of the Confucian people, waiting for the imperial court's order.

After the ministers withdrew, the emperor was silent for a long time.

"Sigh, I didn't expect that the old fourteen would be involved in this matter. I originally wanted to spare his life for the sake of my father, but now it seems that he is too ignorant."

Xia Shouzhong didn't dare to answer these words, and remained silent.

The emperor raised his head and glared at him: "You old man, you talk a lot on weekdays, and you will pretend to be dumb to me."

Xia Shouzhong squeezed out a wry smile: "The emperor's words, this old slave can't take it!"

The two had known each other for half their lives, and the emperor also understood that Xia Shouzhong, a servant, dared not get involved in this matter, so he changed the subject after laughing and cursing an old man.

"Xiajiang can't go back to Beijing anymore. You can go to the Department of Internal Affairs to have a look, and withdraw our people. The rest will be imprisoned for this matter, and see who has mixed sand into the Department of Internal Affairs. This time Qufu The case has solved a lot of troubles for me, you go to Yikun Palace and ask Mrs. Yang to give something to Rongguo Mansion. Isn’t his old lady sick, please give me more warming things.”

dong dong dong...

The morning bells and evening drums, Jia Cong and his party hurried back to the capital on the evening of March [-]th.

After entering the city, night has fallen and the palace gates have been locked. It is impossible to enter the palace to renew the decree. Jia Cong can only send the copy of the decree to the palace in a hanging basket, waiting for the emperor's will.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the emperor ordered him to go home and rest for a day before ordering him to enter the palace for an audience.

On the way back to the mansion, Jia Cong was still thinking about the strangeness in this oral order. It is said that he, who has personally experienced the Qufu incident, knows better why the emperor is not in a hurry to see him.

After he returned to the Rongguo Mansion, he learned from Jia Jing, who was waiting for him in the mansion, that the capital city is now discussing things, and they are all waiting to see what the court will do to the Kong family.

But the emperor was "ill" again, the crown prince Liu Hong was sick, and the affairs of the Kong family had been handed over to the cabinet for disposal.

Even at the beginning of tomorrow, Wei Qinghe, the chief minister of the cabinet, will be in charge of presiding over the big dynasty, and will discuss the affairs of the Confucian family.

Letting Jia Cong hide for a day is because he doesn't want him to get involved. No one knows if there will be any bad effects after severely punishing the Confucius family in Qufu.

hiss!The emperor really knows how to play!
Before he had time to say too much, Jia Jing went back to the East Mansion to arrange the affairs of the clan. Jia Cong washed up hastily, changed his clothes, and went to Rongxi Hall to greet the old lady.

Master Jing just said that the old lady is very worried about his grandson these days.No matter why he was worried, he had to bear it.

After entering the city, Jia Cong sent his own soldiers to report to his family, including the boys and girls in the family, who were all waiting in the Rongxi Hall.

A rich meal was set up in the front hall, and the old lady was still in good spirits today, and a smile appeared on her face when she saw Jia Cong come in.

"You hozen, if you don't come back, I will have someone catch you back."

Jia Cong knelt down and kowtowed to pay his respects, and responded with a smile: "Grandson pays his respects to his grandmother, he is on an imperial errand and can't serve his filial piety, I hope grandma will forgive me."

"Hurry up, I won't blame you."

The old lady gestured, and Yuanyang stepped forward to help Jia Cong get up.After looking up and down, the old lady continued, "You're dark, and you've lost weight. I don't want you to come back just to make you sick. It's because family affairs cannot be separated from you father and son..."

Halfway through speaking, Jia Cong's stomach growled.

The old lady smiled, stopped nagging and ordered the servants to serve the food. A group of grandchildren gathered around the round table and had dinner with the old lady.

Talking and laughing during the dinner was enjoyable, and Jia Cong didn't talk about Shandong, but acted as a listener, and Jia Baoyu talked about interesting things in Beijing.

It took nearly an hour for dinner, and it was only at the end of Xu o'clock that they left.

Jia Cong didn't even have time to whisper something to Yue Yu Daiyu, so he was left alone by the old lady.

Yuanyang served tea for Jia Cong to relieve his fatigue.

The old lady waved her hand away from the servants in the room, and then asked about Shandong.

Jia Cong did not hide anything, from the Yanzhou siege to the big Qufu case, he explained everything in detail.

The Rongguo Mansion could receive the palace report from the imperial court, but the contents of the report were not as detailed as Jia Cong's.

The expression on the old lady's face gradually became serious, and at the end she let out a long sigh: "I don't understand about scholars, but the Qufu Confucius family has been honored for thousands of years. Killed the Nine Clans. Your teacher is right. The Kong family can’t be defeated. At most, the head of the Kong family has to be replaced. The previous Southern Kong Dynasty did not get involved in the affairs of the North Kong. It seems that the seat of the head of the Kong family is probably that Mr Whitey."

tsk...

It has to be said that the old lady's eyes are very poisonous, and she immediately touched the crux of the matter.

Chen Baoliang also secretly sent a letter to Quzhou, wanting to hug Nankong's thigh in advance, but he didn't know that the people in Nankong had already expressed their opinion to the emperor, and they had no plan to go north to pick up the mess in Beikong.

Sure enough, people will become stupid after staying in Shandong for a long time, and the inspector of the third rank is not as clear as the old lady who stays at home.

"Your teacher is a personal sperm. He wove a protective net for you earlier to protect you from this matter. But don't be careless. Since the matter involves the Zhongxin Palace and the Zhen family, maybe someone will keep the hatred in mind." It's on you."

The old lady thought over and over again, but she was still worried about her trouble-loving grandson, and solemnly told her: "Don't go out these days, and stay at home. I think there will be some wind and rain in Beijing, so let's stick to the door. Don't get involved in anything, we'll talk about everything when the weather calms down."

Jia Cong grinned and complimented: "People often say that having an old man in a family is like having a treasure. With your protection, the grandson will feel more at ease. It's busy outside, and tomorrow's big dynasty, I don't know how big things will happen Come on."

……

The lady of the Rongguo Mansion was still ill, Jia Cong, who had just returned to Beijing from Shandong, thanked guests behind closed doors and concentrated on serving the sick.

Many people who wanted to inquire about Shandong from Jia Cong couldn't even enter the gate of Rongguo Mansion.

At the first court meeting in early April, after the Jingyang Bell rang, the officials entered the Fengtian Hall.There was no one on the throne, neither the emperor nor the crown prince appeared. Wei Qinghe, the chief assistant of the cabinet, sat on the grand master's chair.

This is a big case, but the case is simple.Among other things, according to the evidence dug up by those soldiers from under Kong Lin, Qi Qi points to the faithful king Liu Wei and Jiangnan Zhen's family.

The Emperor's Dragon Head Palace was banned from entering and leaving one step earlier, not to mention the courtiers, even Liu Wei, who had panicked a long time ago, wanted to ask for sin and beg for mercy, but failed to enter the gate of Dragon Head Palace.

In today's court, when the third division put a big hat of treason on his head, Liu Wei immediately began to curse in anger.

He had the intention of treason, but he really didn't know anything about the armor buried in Konglin and the "false imperial jade seal"!

Seeing that Wei Qinghe, who presided over the dynasty, acquiesced in the three divisions to convict him, Liu Wei pointed at Wei Qinghe and yelled: "What does the thing buried in his Kong family have anything to do with this king? Wei Qinghe, this king knows You have always looked down on me, but if you want to label me a king, you are not qualified..."

Wei Qinghe frowned, and said in a cold voice: "Come here, drag Liu Wei out, confine the palace, and wait for the court to issue it. The Long Guard has guarded the Zhongxin Palace for this pavilion. No one is allowed to enter without the cabinet's order. !"

"What are you? It's just a dog of my Liu family..."

In a panic, Liu Wei snatched the big golden melon from the golden melon warrior in the palace and wanted to throw it at Wei Qinghe.

But seeing Wei Qinghe just gave him a look, the big Han general restrained him.

"Shut up and drag it out!"

An official from Liu Wei's family came forward and said that this move was not in line with the court rules. Wei Qinghe stood up directly, looked at that person with cold eyes, and smiled.

Wei Qinghe turned his eyes to Liu Wei who was still yelling and cursing, and scolded: "The crown prince of this cabinet, the Taifu, and the cabinet chief assistant scholar, you say that this cabinet is not qualified? Don't forget that this cabinet also has an emperor The decree is to act as the regent on behalf of the heavens. Let alone imprisoning you, even if you beheaded today, it will not break the rules of the imperial court!"

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　I don’t dare to write about Confucianism anymore, and I’m about to finish writing this book, so I can only sketch it out, and find ways to fill in the plot later.

　　That's all for tonight, continue tomorrow.Good night!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)