General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 193
"Shuzi! Shuzi!"

Nie Bao looked at Ning Jue with scarlet eyes.

"The old man will fight with you!"

Knowing that the group of scholars behind him is unreliable.

Nie Bao bared his teeth and claws, and rushed towards Ning Jue.

Ning Jue almost subconsciously pulled out the Chaohu from his lower back.

Then there was a sound of breaking through the air.

"Crack!" A stick of wat slapped Nie Bao's face.

The moment the 64-year-old Nie Bao hit his face with Chaohu, his facial muscles were obviously deformed, and Zhu Xizhong only felt something flying out of his eyes.

It wasn't until Nie Bao rolled to the ground that Zhu Xizhong came back to his senses.

It was Nie Bao's tooth that fell out.

"Straight!"

Ning Jue casually held Chao Hu Hu in front of him and looked at Nie Bao.

"Old man, you've lost your temper when you talk, so let's just forget it if it doesn't work."

"Today either you die or I live!" After finishing speaking, Nie Bao turned his head angrily, glaring at the group of scholars behind him.

"Aren't you going to just sit and watch this wicked person burn my sacred books? Stand by and watch, what face will you and I have when we meet under the Nine Springs?"

After being scolded by Nie Bao, the scholar behind him came back to his senses.

"Fight with this evil!"

Looking at the scholars who finally started to link their arms and roll up their sleeves, Ning Jue seemed to be enlightened.

Isn't this hands-on? !

Say it early!
Without any hesitation, Ning Jue kicked Nie Bao's ass with a flying kick.

Nie Baoxuan, who just got up from the ground, was kicked to the ground by Ning Jue again.

And the scholar in the distance has already rushed forward to hold Ning Jue down, Zhu Xizhong saw that the momentum was wrong, stepped forward and grabbed Ning Jue.

"Brother!"

Ning Jue desperately shook off Zhu Xizhong's hand.

"Don't touch me!"

Ning Jue, who was pushed down by the scholars, already saw the fists of the scholars who were about to drop.

Just at this time.

An arrow with white feathers flew over with a "swoosh!"

He directly shot the Confucian crown of the puncher.

The fist just froze in place.

"Stop it all!"

Lu Bingqi, who was wearing a python robe, stared at the people in front of him, and then a group of Jin Yiwei stepped forward and surrounded the scholars.

"The important place in the southern capital, how decent it is!"

Nie Bao, whose mouth was full of blood, almost lost his temper on the spot when he heard Lu Bing's words.

It's a coincidence that you came here!

Where were you when I was beaten just now? !

Lu Bing raised his head, looked at him for a while, and finally recognized Nie Bao.

"Mr. Shuangjiang?"

"Captain Lu! This Ning Ke finally insulted the gentleman, insulted the sages, and trampled on the holy altar. Isn't he punished?!"

Lu Bing frowned.

"Mr. Shuangjiang, don't worry, this matter is too bad, the court has laws and regulations, and this matter will definitely not pass like this!"

Nie Bao regained his spirits upon hearing this.

"How will the court dismiss this matter?"

Lu Bing frowned: "Personally, I will despise Ning Kezhong for the sages morally, and I will disdain to be with him for the rest of my life."

"The court! How will the court deal with him?!"

Seeing Nie Bao's aggressiveness, Lu Bing said with some embarrassment: "Uh, this matter doesn't mean that the court will not handle it."

"Just tell me how the court will deal with it!"

Lu Bing said with a look of embarrassment: "Mr. Shuangjiang, you have to know that there is nothing to say that it must be so, whether it is OK or not, it is not..."

As he spoke, Lu Bing's eyes gradually became erratic.

Nie Bao's face turned red.

Glaring at Lu Bing, he roared: "The old man wants to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince! Where is the Crown Prince?!"

"Prince, there is something to depose..."

"That means the prince is in the palace right now?!"

"What do you mean, sir?"

Nie Bao casually took out a handkerchief, touched it to his mouth, and threw it on the ground.

"Listen, everyone! They all went to find the officials left behind. Today, the old man risked his life to see His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

"This!"

"Could Dudu Lu want to throw all these scholars into the Nanjing Prison?! I'm afraid you don't have so many cells in the Imperial Prison!"

Nie Bao frowned.

"Elbow! Let's see who dares to touch you!"

Ning Jue, who had been knocked to the ground by the scholars, couldn't help but flicker when he looked at the old man.

You have to be a mind student!
How tough!
All the students dispersed one after another, while Nie Bao stared at Ning Jue steadfastly.

"Ning Kezhong, how dare you enter the palace with the old man to meet the crown prince."

"I'll give you time. When all your people arrive, I'm entering the palace."

Ning Jue sat on the ground and looked at Nie Bao with great interest.

Nie Bao's expression became more and more serious.

"Good boy!"

Nie Bao naturally has his confidence.

Although Nanjing has become a capital, and the six government offices are all there, it's just that no one can gather so many officials at the same time on weekdays.

When so many people really get together, they will not show much more than the capital going to court.

Mai Fu on Nanjing Chengtian Gate frowned and stared at the more and more officials gathered at his feet.

"Study of the heart, study of the heart, it really is the study of a sage, the emperor's decree may not be able to gather so many people from Nanjing!"

"Old ancestor, those gentlemen have something to tell their sons to pass on to you."

"What did they say?"

The little servant said tremblingly: "He, they want the old ancestor to discuss matters with His Royal Highness Yufeng Tianmen..."

In the early Ming Dynasty, the imperial gates listened to the government, which was to announce the important affairs of the family and the country to the world.

Unless there is a matter of family and country peril, there will be no court when it rains, because when it rains, heaven and earth have sex, and heaven and earth have no time to listen.

Nanjing was the accompanying capital, and Zhu Zaixun was the crown prince. He visited Fengtian Gate in Nanjing on behalf of the emperor. Whether it fits with the system or not is not recorded in detail.

This is just the left-behind officials testing Zhu Zaixun's skills on behalf of the scholars in the world.

Mai Fu thought for a while, and then said: "If His Highness dare not go, wouldn't the world think that His Highness is afraid of them?"

"Tell them, Your Highness Yufeng Tianmen!"

"Here."

It's just that what Mai Fu didn't notice was that among the officials gathered under the Fengtian Clan, there were a dozen veterans in green robes who mingled among the crowd without saying a word.

Not long after, the Jingyang Bell in the Forbidden City resounded throughout the city.

The officials who were about to enter the palace also arranged their clothes one after another.

This was the first time that Zhu Zaiyu faced hundreds of officials alone, and the time seemed to go back 30 years ago, when the young emperor from Anlu entered the court for the first time.

Baiguanyu entered the court for the second time.

A picture of the Emperor's Luanjia was carried up to Fengtian Gate by 32 servants.

Zhu Zaiyu walked up the steps on the side of the Danbi Stone with a tidy crown and belt.

Seeing this, several officials of the Ministry of Rites wanted to speak.

But before they could open their mouths, an old eunuch swung his whip in a circle and lashed towards them.

"Crack!" "Crack!" Several crisp sounds came.

It really shocked those people.

Zhu Zaiyu stared at the officials in front of him coldly, without saying a word.

Mai Fu also said loudly at this time: "Thank you!"

All the officials who came back to their senses fell to their knees one after another, shouting, "Heavenly way assists virtue."

After three praises, Zhu Zaiyu didn't wait to speak.

Counselor Zhang Jia and Minister of Rites Gu Kexue were pushed out.

"Your Highness, the princes of the six departments urgently report that Shi Ning Kezhong, the right officer of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, trampled on shrines in the street and burned the ancient books of saints. Your Highness is especially invited to inquire."

Zhu Zailong glanced at all the officials, and then asked: "Where is Master Ning?"

"Your Highness! Ning Ni insulted Sven and can't be called a teacher!"

Hearing this remark, Zhu Zaishun immediately asked again.

"Where is Master Ning?!"

The censor was awkward in place.

"Your Highness! Chen Fuwen, Son of Heaven..."

"If you don't bring anyone with you, you will seek justice from Gu. How can there be such justice in the world?!"

When I entered Beijing that year, I was bluffed by the officials for a long time.

After all, it was the prince of Hongmiaozheng. When he saw these ministers, he didn't feel flustered at all.

Seeing this scene, many senior ministers secretly sighed.

"Report to Your Highness, Nie Bao, the former Deputy Envoy of Shaanxi Provincial Police, has brought the prisoner here!"

With a big wave of Nie Bao's hand, he led a group of scholars to protect Ning Jue and walked towards Zhu Zaixun.

"Give a seat."

Nie Bao cupped his hands and said: "Your Highness won't sit down, how dare I..."

Nie Bao's voice stopped abruptly.

Because he saw a small servant carrying a round stool behind Ning Jue.

"I dare."

Seeing Ning Jue sitting down, Zhu Zaiyu said, "Master Ning burned books in the street, why?"

"The trend of lectures in Jinling is getting stronger day by day. Debates come and go, and they are nothing more than debating scriptures for merchants and wealthy families."

"Arguing and arguing, you can't argue with the peasants and workers."

"What is the use of this scripture?"

Nie Bao was overjoyed.

"Ning Kezhong, you are so ignorant and incompetent, and you still have your face on top of the temple. Do you know what is the standard school of my Jiangyou Wang school?"

Without waiting for Ning Jue to speak.

Another voice came from behind Nie Bao.

"My knowledge is vulgar, but you, Wang Men, study at your heart. You always take Kongsuo as your consistency, and you never deviate from your original principles. In fact, we can't remember how great your Jiang You Wang Xuebiao Zong is."

Nie Bao was obviously taken aback, turned his head and glanced, but his face gradually became ugly.

"Du Yuwen? What do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean? A few Jinshi from the bottom of the list who were born in the top three got a lot of money, and they got together with a few merchants. They wanted to usurp the sage classics in a few words. If so, we would rather let Ningke burn all the classics in the end. !"

"Scholars, farmers, commerce and industry have been like this since ancient times, and today, even if Uncle Xinjian is here, it should be like this!"

"You are so presumptuous! Mr. Shuangjiang is a celebrity in the south of the Yangtze River!"

"Staying for fame and gaining reputation, following others' influence, is he also worthy of being called a celebrity?"

"Old man! What nonsense are you talking about?"

"Want to do it?! This old man hasn't moved this old bone for almost 30 years!"

These dozen or so old officials in green robes were all holding wooden wats, but their faces were fierce.

Only Nie Bao knew that this group of people really dared to beat people to death.

The reason why they are still wearing green robes at this age is because they have been to the same place more than 20 years ago.

—— Zuo Shunmen.

The rich and powerful people's desires have been suppressed by Neo Confucianism for a long time, so they naturally want to liberate their nature, and Xinxue has flourished since then, but all these have undergone earth-shaking changes after the new law of the court.

The tenants retired from their tenants, turned around and went to the merchants. The merchants made a lot of money, and only the gentry and landlords were left to stay where they were.

Talking about ideals, then we are like-minded, but you put your hand into my wallet while talking, then I can only be sorry.

Ning Jue, who was sitting on the bench, stared in astonishment at the group of old men who were already rolling up their arms and sleeves, ready to make a move.

Not buddies, where did you come out? !
The Lord is here!

I want to burn you yourself!
(End of this chapter)