Da Ming, the trouble is getting more and more fierce.

When the first batch of tens of thousands of students from various provinces arrived in Nanjing, Zhu Yunwen knew that this time the scholar movement could not be stopped.

Of course, Zhu Yunwen, the emperor, can forcibly dismiss these tens of thousands of scholars and people, but he will not do this!

He couldn't crack down on this group of students who shamelessly proclaimed themselves Neo-Confucianism. He knew what the purpose of this group of Neo-Confucian students was in Nanjing, for the sake of profit!

These students came with the slogan of defeating Fang Xiaoru and with infinite admiration for him as an emperor, and he could not dampen the enthusiasm of these supporters, let alone destroy the faith they had forged in the process of brainwashing in the past few months!

Compared to one's own imperial power, there is nothing that cannot be sacrificed.

The moment Fang Xiaoru was summoned by the emperor, his heart was filled with infinite panic, and he had a strong premonition that his death was coming.

The palace is still as luxurious and noble as ever, and it is magnificent, but in Fang Xiaoru's eyes, it is his own tomb.

Zhu Yunwen did not go on politely with Fang Xiaoru, but directly read out two edicts, one was the edict that Fang Xiaoru's eldest son was the Marquis of Wenxiang, and the other was the edict that dismissed Fang Xiaoru from his post and brought it to justice.

"I originally wanted you to publish an article and turn the gun on the Kong family."

Zhu Yunwen stood beside Fang Xiaoru and put his hand on the latter's shoulder: "I really want to borrow this matter to give you the grace of the Jinjue, but the development of the situation has exceeded my expectations, I have no choice, I will lend you the head of the person." ”

Although he had been fully prepared for his death for a long time, when Zhu Yunwen personally pronounced his fate, Fang Xiaoru still couldn't help but tremble, and the expression on his face was extremely complicated, and it was even difficult to describe in words.

He knew that the emperor did not lie to him, and there was no need for the emperor to lie to him. Zhu Yunwen really arranged everything, but when the situation changed, killing Fang Xiaoru was the best benefit.

His head will make the emperor stand higher after this scholarly movement, perhaps, not only his head.

"Dare to ask Your Majesty what His Majesty intends to do with those student colleagues who openly support the views of the Minister during these days."

At this time, Fang Xiaoru seemed to have an IQ online suddenly, and even he had guessed the answer to his question, so his tone was more like a declarative sentence than a question sentence.

"Betraying the nation and disobeying the monarch. When chopping. ”

Turning his back and not looking at Fang Xiaoru, Zhu Yunwen sighed, then waved his hand, and the left and right brocade guards stepped forward and dragged Fang Xiaoru out of the Golden Palace. What awaits him is to press to the entrance of the vegetable market and behead the public!

During the whole process, Fang Xiaoru didn't cry or shout, and he even had a relieved smile on his face.

At least his death gave his son a marquis, and gave him the shadow gong that the Fang family could eat for several lifetimes.

If you can still see your children at this time, Fang Xiaoru will definitely warn: "Without Yang Shiqi's brain, don't be an official and don't get involved in politics." ”

"Let Jinyiwei arrest all Fang Xiaoru's comrades in this Nanjing city."

Why did the Shizi movement come to Nanjing, they came to face the saint, to swear allegiance to him, the emperor, and to reach out to demand the benefits that belonged to them.

Those who did not admit that the emperor was the co-lord of the world, who were in the country and the society, and who held merit and responsibility, honor and disgrace, were beaten into old Confucians, and they were to be spurned by the world, and their only result was to be beheaded for public display.

survived, naturally he was an unswerving emperor, and he was a lifelong supporter of Zhu Yunwen.

He, the emperor, wants to reserve a place for this group of people to be promoted.

"Proposed edict, Jiangxi scholar Hu Guang, as a member of the ministry; Xu Buji, a student from Suzhou, was appointed as the right senator of the General Political Department; Changshu County ordered Wang Yusen to be the prefect of Suzhou Prefecture. ”

In the era of imperial power, a commoner could be directly promoted to the cabinet as long as Zhu Yunwen was willing, and these promotions could be called rockets in later generations, but at this time, they were nothing at all.

This is just a little sweetness released by Zhu Yunwen, but it is enough to satisfy the appetite of the world's scholars.

"In addition, promote Jingqing to be the imperial history of the left capital of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, Zhu Gaochi of Hanlin Xuezheng is the secretary of the ministry, and you Yang Pu will go to the General Administration Department to serve as the right general administration."

Yang Pu, who was planning the edict, was stunned, first prepared three edicts, and then stood up and thanked him, and Zhu Yunwen had already turned around and left the palace.

He is going to prepare to meet the sergeant of this day.

In addition to the Jiangnan scholars who moved north to Nanjing, the scholars from Henan and Hebei were also moving south and east towards Nanjing, but this group of scholars turned a corner.

They went to Shandong!

This group of scholars and people broke into Qufu County with full of blood and anger against the Kong family, but at this time Qufu was already an empty city, and the people of the Confucian family were all arrested and taken to Nanjing, and the rest were the local people who had been oppressed and exploited by the Confucian family for generations, or it was more appropriate to become serfs.

These scholars and people from other provinces who came to retaliate poured into the land of Sankong together with the local people of Qufu, and began to burn down the Confucian Mansion, Confucian Temple, and Confucian Forest, and dug up the ancestral graves of the old Confucian family with unfinished intentions, and those who had been the great officials of the Reverse Yuan Dynasty for several generations were even killed by the coffin and trampled into meat paste.

At this time, Shandong's military guard seemed to be blind and turned a blind eye.

And when this group of neo-Confucian party who vented the evil anger in their hearts for a hundred years stepped on the ruins and wreckage all over the place and came to the temple at the core of the three holes, everyone gradually calmed down.

"What should be done with the portrait of a saint?"

The big guys are talking a lot, and no one dares to speak blindly at this time.

"The descendants of the saints enjoy the shadow of their ancestors, in other words, without the saints, where can his descendants be so comfortable and safely ride on the heads of our nation for hundreds of years!"

Suddenly, a loud shout exploded: "Flooding the earth, which drop of water is innocent!" said that Kong Sheng was innocent, then the people who were killed by the Kong family were not innocent! Or is it said that the saint is more noble than the head of Qian, and a portrait and a clay sculpture can be worth thousands of lives? ”

Once again, the crowd began to crush everything.

In the fire, the clay portrait turned into green smoke and dissipated.

When Zhu Yunwen got the news, he didn't know whether to be happy or sad for a while.

It was his order to revoke the protection of Qufu Sankong, but with the conscience of heaven and earth, he never sent people to incite these scholars and people to destroy Sankong, let alone burn the ancestors.

It can only be said that at this moment, public opinion is greater than the sky!

People in the world hate your descendants in their bones, and hate the house and the Wuxia, so who can blame them?

Although it is said to be an unjustified disaster, it will also be cleared up by future generations.

At least in this life, when he Zhu Yunwen is alive, it is impossible to be rehabilitated!

With this last mountain being toppled, the only saint and god in this heaven and earth is left:

Jianwen Emperor Zhu Yunwen!