General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 132 Bloody Case

Just when Huang Jin was speechless, the Meridian Gate suddenly opened.

Gao Zhong came out from the palace with hundreds of guards, and surrounded the Hanlin who were standing outside the Meridian Gate.

"There is a purpose."

"As usual, the salaries will be awarded for those who are above the fourth rank, and forty walking sticks for those below the fifth rank."

"Old Xu Ge, please make way."

Gao Zhong looked at Xu Jie with a smile on his face.

Looking at Ti Wei around him, Xu Jie's face showed an imperceptible panic, and he said indignantly: "Hawks and dogs are wronging the country, dogs and eagles are wronging the country!"

"If you beat me to death, can this clan's harm disappear out of thin air?!"

Gao Zhong winked at Ti Wei behind him.

When even two people stepped forward, they directly supported Xu Jie and dragged Xu Jie to the side.

And Xu Jie, who was being held up, also struggled repeatedly: "The old man is willing to receive the rod with all living beings!"

"Teacher! I'm waiting for you to be young, you must take care of yourself!"

Gao Zhong didn't seem to hear it, he stood on the spot with his toes restrained, and Ti Wei at the side immediately understood.

Ning Jue was naturally also pushed into the crowd.

It wasn't until he really wanted to do it that Gao Zhong realized that everyone present, except for Xu Jie, were all below the fifth rank, and even Zhang Juzheng was only from the fifth rank.

Before Ning Jue could figure out what happened, the more than 200 Hanlin and Guanzheng Jinshi were directly pushed to the ground and started beating them.

When the court stick landed on Ning Jue's buttocks, Ning Jue immediately twitched.

"Oh..." Ning Jue didn't wait to shout out.

Wang Shizhen's wailing overwhelmed everyone present.

"Hawk Dog! You can't kill my Da Ming's fierce and loyal soul, the ancestors of heaven and earth will not let you go!"

These imperial scholars imitated their predecessors.

Finally got his wish and ate the court stick.

Their names are destined to go down in history, and some people have written biographies for them.

There were screams one after another, looking at the gang of Hanlins flying blood and flesh behind him, there was nothing wrong with his ass, and then looking at Zhang Juzheng who was also dignified and didn't care about the imperial staff at all.

Ning Jue came back to his senses.

Someone put water on themselves!

Ning Jue couldn't bear it anymore.

Tao Xie, who is at the bottom of the exam, can choose a good scholar.

Do you need to release water when you hit the court stick? !

"You didn't eat?! Beating so lightly, wouldn't Ning be ridiculed by the public?! Really hit!"

When everyone was crying for pain, only Ning Jue was the only one who cared about whether the executioner was safe or not.

The two Tiwei who were swinging their sticks at Ning Jue looked at each other, and then whispered beside Ning Jue: "Don't worry, Bing Xian, we'll save it."

Ning Jue was startled when he heard this.

What have you saved? !

It's just that soon Ning Jue didn't think so much.

The strength of the hands of these two guards is obviously much stronger, and the pain is naturally more painful.

But although Ning Jue was in so much pain that he didn't have the time to think of words to scold his mother, Ning Jue still knew that it was still a long way from killing someone.

"Shenxiu! Eagle dog, you killed someone!"

"Ziwen, you also...?"

"..."

Ning Jue, who was pushed to the ground, couldn't help looking around.

I saw that there were already two guards standing in the same place holding wooden sticks behind them.

Before Ning Jue could think about it, Zhang Juzheng beside him murmured softly.

"Kang Siqian, Ding Weike ranks first in the second class."

"Hu Jie, Ding Weike is tenth in the second class, and I am second."

"..."

The execution was less than ten rods, and it was already wailing mixed with crying.

But Zhang Juzheng, who was lying on the ground, was pale and reported the names of those Hanlin who had been beaten to death.

Not far away is Wufeng Tower.

From time to time, a servant quickly ran up the tower.

"My lord, 14 people have been killed with sticks."

Jiajing was noncommittal, so the servant got up and left to investigate again.

Looking at the blood stains under his feet, Zhu Zaiyu no longer struggled, but fell to his knees and begged repeatedly.

"Father, stop sticking."

Jiajing remained silent.

After a while, the servant just ran up again.

"My lord, 27 people have been killed with sticks."

Zhu Zaiyu's face had turned pale, and he hugged Jiajing's thigh and cried, "Father, this Faerchen has not changed."

Unexpectedly, as soon as these words came out, Jiajing kicked Zhu Zaixun on the shoulder.

"Do you think this world is yours? You can change if you want to, and stay the same if you don't want to?!"

"If you die a few Hanlins, you won't change the law? Do you know how many people will die in Wanfang, Kyushu if they don't die?!"

"Continue to stick!"

"Here!"

Zhu Zaiyu knelt aside, not daring to make a sound anymore.

The servant ran several times in succession, Zhu Zaiyong only remembered the number that the servant said last time.

"My lord, 92 people have been killed with sticks, and there are still six sticks left."

Hearing this number, Jiajing's face softened a little.

"It's almost done, let's call the imperial doctor to take him in for treatment."

"Here."

As the servant ran downstairs, Gao Zhong also rubbed his hands.

After Gao Zhong rubbed his hands, all the surviving people felt that the court rod falling on them was a little lighter, but until the execution was over, five more people died.

This time the court rod killed 97 people. In the Zuo Shunmen case, only 17 people were killed. The bloody level of the court rod has exceeded everyone's expectations.

The imperial physician from the imperial hospital hurried over with a medicine box and treated the wounds of these imperial scholars.

Xu Jie, who was stopped not far away by Jin Yiwei, had already scattered all over the place.

"Yuanmei, Shiyu, how are you?"

Wang Shizhen and Wang Zongmao, who were lying on the ground, looked up at Xu Jie with difficulty.

"Men, we didn't embarrass you."

Xu Jie also held Wang Shizhen's hand and said with tears in his eyes: "You are all pillars of the community, old man, I am ashamed."

Zhang Juzheng, who had received the imperial staff, with a pale face, pushed away Li Yanwen who came to apply the medicine, and limped towards Xu Jie.

"Well, teacher."

Xu Jie took a meaningful look at Zhang Juzheng.

"Wait a minute, uncle. You have the prince to take care of you. Go and take care of Kezhong first. They only have my old bones. I have to see them go away."

Zhang Juzheng was at a loss for words for a while, so he had to stand where he was, but he still refused to let Li Yanwen apply the medicine to him.

Seeing Xu Jie treating him like this, many Hanlin were moved to tears.

Some people even got up excitedly and headed towards Xu Jie.

Xu Jie stepped forward one by one, and after personally sending all the Hanlin, Yushi, and Guanzheng to the imperial hospital, he froze in place with a sad face.

"Ding Weike..."

Xu Jie was really distressed.

Dingwei alone killed more than 50 people.

One-sixth of them were killed at one time, and most of them were second-class Jinshi. For Xu Jie, this subject was almost equivalent to a white record.

"Xu Xianggong, is this how you came to help Brother Ning?"

When Zhang Juzheng faced Xu Jie again when there was no one outside the Meridian Gate, he even changed his address.

"Otherwise, how can I help the old man?"

"You are the elder! Why do you need to show your face like this?!"

When Xu Jie showed up outside the Meridian Gate, Zhang Juzheng understood that Xu Jie didn't really come to help at all, but took the opportunity to gain fame.

"Uncle, what do you want to say?"

Zhang Juzheng pointed at the blood stains on the ground and growled, "They don't know that His Majesty is the new party, but you do."

"A total of 97 lives, you just use it to invite the emperor's favor, have you cleared your name?!"

It wasn't until Zhang Juzheng completely punctured the window paper that Xu Jie's face gradually changed.

Xu Jie is not Hanlin but the second assistant of the cabinet.

Xu Jie knew that the person in the court who really wanted to reform the law was the Son of Heaven, and the one who really wanted to cut down the clan was also the Son of Heaven.

Therefore, for Xu Jie, this shocking and crying remonstrance was a safe profit without any risk.

Not only can he hold the emperor's field, but he can also win a clear name.

"I don't know!" Xu Jie gritted his teeth and growled.

Xu Jie expected that some people might be killed by a court stick today, but Xu Jie never expected that Jiajing would kill nearly a hundred people at one time. The root cause is that Xu Jie only considered his own gains and losses and did not Think about why Jiajing seduced him and brought people to sing this play.

"Yo Yo Luming, the Ping of Shiye." Zhang Juzheng pulled off the jade pendant from his waist, and handed it to Xu Jie respectfully: "This jade pendant is not worthy of an official, please take it well."

This is the first chapter of "The Book of Songs Xiaoya".

When deer find delicious food in the wild, they will make a "yo yo" sound to call for their companions to eat together, so they have been praised by scholars since ancient times as the gentleman among beasts.

Xu Jie lowered his head and glanced at the jade pendant in Zhang Juzheng's hand, instead of picking it up, he raised his leg and walked away.

Zhang Juzheng didn't hesitate at all, he raised his hand and smashed the jade pendant to the ground.

The jade pendant fell to pieces.

The broken jade splashed and fell to Xu Jie's feet, and Xu Jie did not hesitate, and walked towards the outside of the palace with official strides.

In fact, they were not in the same way, because Xu Jie was thinking of deer, while Zhang Juzheng was pretending to be wild duckweed.

And in the imperial hospital at the other end, Ning Jue was lying on the sickbed, clutching his buttocks, puzzled.

No, that's Xu Jie!

What medicine did he take by mistake today?
"Student, you are also from Ding Weike, right? Do you know what happened to our teacher today?"

Ning Jue raised his head, looked at the classmate beside him whose buttocks were stretched out and asked.

It's just that when the man heard Ning Jue's voice, he couldn't help turning his head aside.

"Student, why don't you speak? What's wrong, do you need me to call the imperial doctor for you?"

Ning Jue asked a few times.

The man never spoke.

Wang Shizhen, who was lying on Ning Jue's other side, tugged at Ning Jue's sleeve.

"Ke Mo, don't ask."

"Why don't you ask? If you don't speak up after suffering such a serious injury, you are afraid that something serious will happen, and no one else will know if you die."

"He just doesn't like to talk."

"Huh? Why?"

Wang Shizhen glanced at the man with some embarrassment.

Then he whispered to Ning Jue: "Ke Zhong, this is Tao Zishu."

"Tao Zishu...?" Ning Jue lowered his head thoughtfully, and then said, "I remembered, the fifth in the top three."

Ning Jue's voice stopped abruptly.

Because Ning Jue remembered that Tao Chengxue was the fifth in the top three in his subject.

At the same time, I also remembered that Tao Chengxue's name is Tao Shixian.

No.

We have such a big enmity, why are you here to meddle in this meal? !

Does it have to be clear?
(End of this chapter)