General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 169
He didn't figure out what went wrong until Lu Huai was dragged to the execution ground.

Obviously even Ning Jue cooperated with him so well.

It wasn't until the moment when the head was separated, when he saw his fallen body, at the last moment when his brain still had his will, that Lu Huai faintly came to his senses.

Because in this world, he is not the only one who has a head.

Lu Huai is dead after all.

After Lu Huai was beheaded, the guards seemed to have gone crazy, and arrested them wantonly in Jinling City.

The people of Jinling hadn't seen this battle for several generations, and the two- and three-year-old children didn't bother to cry and screamed and rode on the shoulders of their parents to watch the scene in front of them curiously.

The busiest one is the Yamen of the Ministry of War.

Until Zhang Shiche was dragged out of the Yamen, it was still filled with disbelief.

"Mr. Mai, you made a mistake! I died in Shangshu Baoningke, what's my crime!"

In less than a morning's work in the huge military office, there was almost only Zhang Jia who was sitting calmly drinking tea in the hall.

"Zhang Butang is worthy of being an old student of Yan Pavilion. Our family admires him for not changing his expression when Mount Tai collapsed in front of him."

Zhang Jia casually put the teacup back on the desk, and smiled lightly: "Mr. Mai is absurd."

Under the cover of the desk and the large official robe, Zhang Jia's old cold legs trembled as if he had stepped on a switch.

If you know the inside story, you know the inside story, and seeing the old colleague who has worked with him for so many years being taken away by Ti Wei, Zhang Jia is also terrified from the bottom of his heart.

In the next few days, a large number of officials were imprisoned in the prison.

The resentment of the imperial prison also became more and more intense.

That was the resentment emanating from hundreds of Jin Yiwei who were supposed to be resting.

"It's annoying to have to judge one by one. If the evidence is conclusive, just pull it out and finish it in a day."

"Who says it's not? Originally, the brothers made an appointment to go out for a drink, but they got on a errand before they left the house."

"..."

Listening to what the jailers said, the crowd was so frightened that their legs went limp.

After everyone was imprisoned, Gu Qingnong's thin figure followed Zhu Xizhong's buttocks into the jail.

"My dear brother, the cabinet's transfer order has come down. Not only did His Majesty not punish you, but he also gave you a task of patrolling Yingtian."

After Lu Huai was dragged out, Ning Jue became numb.

Because Ning Jue didn't know what happened outside.

Didn't you agree that Mai Fu would sneak attack Wang Zhi?
Didn't you agree that I will pass the Japanese?

You cut me down!
Zhu Xizhong smiled and said: "It's a long story, let's go out and talk about it."

Gu Qingnong also hurried forward to change Ning Jue's clothes.

Seeing that Ning Jue was about to leave, Zhang Shiche and the others, who had just been imprisoned, couldn't sit still, and fell to their knees one after another as if grasping at straws.

"Ke Zhong! Ke Zhong! You can't leave us alone."

Zhu Xizhong immediately looked contemptuous when he heard the words.

"Get out! That day in the garrison hall, it belonged to you guys named Huan."

Zhang Shiche was a little flustered, and said repeatedly: "But in the end, isn't my knife-mouthed bean curd heart? In the end, I was the one who went to Bao Bao, Ke Zhong!."

"Fart!" Zhu Xizhong pulled Ning Jue up and started to walk out.

But he found that Ning Jue had already froze in place, staring at Zhang Shiche who was locked in the prison.

"You said...you are going to protect me?"

Zhang Shiche nodded quickly and said, "Yes, yes, I protect you!"

"And me, Ke Zhong! We are the one who signed the guarantee together with you!"

"The Department of General Administration has archives, and Ke can finally check it!"

"..."

Just shouting like that, more than a dozen people behind Zhang Shiche swarmed over.

A slightly stiff smile appeared on Ning Jue's face.

"Okay, okay, everyone's great kindness, Ning is really unforgettable!"

Zhang Shiche looked at Ning Jue with gleam in his eyes: "Ke Zhong, you give a memorial to His Majesty, and let us go home and raise them!"

"I'll fuck you!"

Ning Jue turned around, took a whip from the wall, swung it round, and whipped it towards the cell.

"Crack!" There was a crisp sound.

The whip was whipped directly on the fence outside the prison door.

"Cellmaster, open the door for me!"

"Hey."

These jailers reached a consensus afterwards.

Even if Ning Qianxian doesn't take the imperial examination, he must be a good hand when he comes to Jinyiwei.
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A very strange book has appeared in the bookstores in the streets and alleys of Jinling these days.

It was an unsigned book that Xishan had just published.

After the book was released, more and more people looked at Xinquan Academy with strange eyes.

Everyone knows that the stories in the book are made up.

But anyone who has read the book knows that if schools like the Ganquan School are left alone, the stories in the book will come true one day in time.

The scary thing has never been that someone yelled "curve to save the country."

But after that person shouted "curve to save the country", many people echoed and took it for granted.

Although the once glorious Oasis School would not wither overnight, but the Prophet of Spring River Plumbing Duck, after the decline of Oasis School was a foregone conclusion, many people subconsciously kept their distance from Oasis School.

Twilight witnesses the devout believers.

Looking at the entire Jinling City, Ning Jue was the only one who sincerely complained about the Ganquan School.

What about the world that you agreed to learn? !
What about the aggressive four thousand disciples?

You guys are so pissed off!
Seeing Xinquan Academy, which had obviously been left out, Ning Jue looked at He Qian in the academy suspiciously.

"Mr. Jiyang, what's wrong with Xinquan Academy?"

Ning Jue looked at He Qian in front of him with a confused face.

He Qian pretended not to hear, and sat on the stone bench with his legs crossed, reading a book.

You still ask me what's wrong?Didn't this make you scold? !
Looking at He Qian's appearance, Ning Jue realized that he seemed a little impolite.

"Mr. Jiyang, what I mean is that your Oasis School is not all disciples of living saints? It's just a book, why is it so!"

He Qian heard the words and then said softly: "The general situation has changed. All of you students are just adhering to the standard principles, uniting knowledge and action, and adapting to the changing situation to recognize the principles of heaven."

"What do you mean, sir, as long as there is a tree in your heart, the hozen will not disperse?"

"You!" He Qian looked at Ning Jue hesitantly, but then swallowed the swear words that had reached his lips.

Ning Jue looked at He Qian with some disappointment.

"Even Mr. Jiyang doesn't want to defend the sect anymore?"

"It's just learning. If there is a problem, the students feel that there is something wrong. Just start a new stove. No matter how the outside world changes, the way in the cavity will not change. If the way of false saints declines, the way of true saints will flourish. It's not a joy." Huh?"

Hearing this, Ning Jue sadly said: "Students understand, change the signboard, right?"

Even schools and learning are nothing but a fig leaf.

What really brings this group of people together has always been common interests.

Whether it's He Qian or Lu Huai, it's just that the people behind them support the great Confucianism who defends them.

If you can save them as much as you can, if you can't save people who are dead, it can be regarded as an explanation to the teacher, and at worst, just make another batch.

As long as the demand for "classic debate" is still there, it's enough to set up a stall after the limelight passes.

"Whatever you say."

Ning Jue was startled suddenly.

"But Mr. Jiyang is still staying here. Could it be that Mr. Jiyang has forgotten what the teacher said? Mr. Ganquan is the second disciple of Mr. Ganquan. Shouldn't he be the first to practice Biaozong?"

He Qian's old face turned dark when he heard the words, and said in a low voice, "This house deed and land deed are all in my name, where am I going?"

Ning Jue was speechless for a while.

The co-author of the monkey didn't leave because he was waiting to drag the tree away and sell it for money.

"Students understand."

Ning Jue's heart couldn't help but run wild.

Lu Huai lost his head.

Just change this?
Are you sorry Mr. Lu? !

Looking at Ning Jue with a heavy expression, He Qian couldn't help but mocked: "Ke Zhong, don't be too happy too early, your father ordered you to patrol Yingtian and supervise Nanji's whipping. This is a big pit. You would rather Ke is finally in the game."

As soon as He Qian said this, Ning Jue suddenly became energetic.

"What does Mr. Jiyang mean?"

"No one has ever said that whipping must be beneficial to the common people."

"If you can't find out the problem of whipping in Xishan, the whipping will become a law that harms the people in the future, and the people all over the world will scold you day and night."

"If you find a problem and want to abolish the new law, prince, how can your majesty tolerate you?"

Seeing Ning Jue lost in thought, He Qian couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Ning Kezhong, Ning Kezhong, Xishan is trying new methods this time, and you are doomed to fail. Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety have always been difficult, so Kezhong should think more about himself."

Originally, Ning Jue was planning to resign from this job.

After what He Qian said, Ning Jue came back to his senses, co-authoring this shit is a fat job!

After saying these words, He Qian seemed to let out a bad breath, and strode out.

"Where is Mr. Jiyang going?"

"Several Huizhou merchants want to take over this academy and change it to enshrine Huiguo Wengong, so they invited me to have a drink tonight, so let's take care of ourselves.

Looking at He Qian's back, Ning Jue couldn't help shaking his head.

"Worthy of being a disciple of a sage, I know it clearly in my heart. It doesn't hurt if the knife doesn't cut me."

Thinking of this, Ning Jue couldn't help but feel pity.

What a good enemy.

I don't believe I can't offend you anymore.

sunset late.

The night is getting darker.

Ning Jue returned to the deserted Xinquan Academy with two jars of wine.

"Mr. Jiyang, you don't care about Shimen. You have to care about something in life, right? It's not because the students don't trust you, but because the students want to open their eyes."

Ning Jue casually threw the lit fire folder into the study hall.

High walls, deep courtyards, and winding paths lead to secluded places, which once kept those ordinary people out of sight for the gentlemen.

At the moment when the flames jumped up, none of the people in the past noticed the fire in the academy.

By the time the sergeant guarding the red building noticed something was wrong, the entire Xinquan Academy was in ruins.
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That night.

Drunken-eyed He Qian, holding a key and pulling two Huizhou merchants, walked towards Xinquan Academy in a swaying figure.

"My Xinquan Academy, a sacred place of gentleness, is adjacent to the imperial city. It is a perfect fit to buy it for 8000 taels of silver to enshrine Duke Wen of the State of Hui."

After talking halfway, He Qian realized that the two Anhui merchants had already stopped in place.

Following the eyes of the Huizhou merchant, the gate of the academy, which was only half left, fell to the ground with a bang, and he had completed his mission, revealing the ruins behind him.

That night, He Qian cried miserably, much more miserable than the day Lu Huai died.

"Sir, don't cry."

"This holy land of my master's sect, how can we not cry!"

"One thousand five hundred taels, will you sell it, sir?"

"Sell!"

(End of this chapter)