Bailian not only has more than one party in Shandong, but also has a teaching in Jiangnan.

It's just too scattered to make arrests.

Zhang Lin led the people of the arrest department to shout in Shandong to join Bailian, and found their traces.

At this moment, the wrist is still engraved with the teaching pattern of the white lotus.

Liu Jian opened his mouth in astonishment, Yan Chengjin wants to exile Yan Shenggong overseas?

Today in the court, I was shocked several times, but not this time, like this shock.

Xiong Wei held the Qiang card in his hand, and he didn't know what to say.

There are only a few master books, and they have also been returned to the queue.

Rebellion is an unforgivable sin!

If you admonish again at this time, I am afraid that I will be accused of being the same party.

Kong Wenshao knelt on the main hall, and the ministers retreated, looking like they couldn't be beaten by Lao Tzu.

Only Yan Chengjin was still standing a foot away from him, which was the location of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Emperor Hongzhi opened the booklet, and it not only recorded his name, but also his household registration and livelihood.

Some are merchants, some are beggars, some are ordinary farmers, and the White Lotus Sect can be described as pervasive.

"Your Majesty...... Your Majesty is angry. Kong Wenshao was powerless.

Yan Chengjin continued: "If Shandong is compared to a vassal state, if there is no Ming Lord, how can it be prosperous?

Emperor Gao conferred the title of the Holy Duke of Yan, in order to pass on the relics of Confucius, not to protect the bloodline of Confucius, so that the title of the Holy Duke of Yan should be passed on to the virtuous people.

Kong Hongxu was a traitor in the previous dynasty, and Kong Wenshao was his son......"

Kong Wenshao's face was like earth, and he looked at Yan Chengjin: Big brother, please don't say it.

Xiong Yu hurriedly cleared up the relationship and bowed slightly: "What Yan Chengjin said is reasonable, please punish Your Majesty severely!" ”

"The ministers seconded it!"

There are things that can be done, there are things that cannot be done, and rebellion is something that cannot be done.

If you get a little bit of it, you may be caught and you will never recover.

His Majesty hates the White Lotus Sect the most, if the White Lotus's nest is in Shandong, no one can save Kong Wenshao today.

Emperor Hongji took a deep breath.

The Confucian Mansion occupies millions of acres of fertile land, and even if there is no White Lotus Sect, he has to rectify it.

Now that the White Lotus Sect has appeared, it has given him a step down.

"The imperial court took Confucianism as orthodoxy, and took scholars with eight shares, and the Confucian Mansion made my heart like a knife.

In this way, how dare you respect Confucianism as a national study? Take off Kong Wenshao's crown, what do you think to do with it? ”

"This ......" Li Dongyang and the others hesitated.

Yan Chengjin said: "Why don't you go to Mangara and preach and preach?" ”

Kong Wenshao fainted in fright, and never dreamed that he would be exiled overseas.

Before entering Beijing, you should find the old Taoist priest Bu Hexagram.

Xiao Jing knew that His Majesty didn't want to see this person for a moment, so he ran down in person, took off the crown, and let the little eunuch drag him out.

Li Dongyang raised his head worriedly: "Your Majesty, the fertile land of the Confucian Mansion and the people of Shandong? ”

"Liangxiang implements the apportionment into the mu, which can feed 30,000 displaced people, if the fields of the Confucian Mansion are divided and the apportionment into the mu is also implemented, what will happen?" Emperor Hongji seemed to ask himself.

There was silence in the hall, and no one dared to answer.

The minister did not want to implement it, and Emperor Gao tried to implement salt introduction in Shanxi, and later implemented it all over the world.

Although it is only implemented in Shandong, it may not be implemented in the world in the future.

Ma Wensheng, the secretary of the ministry, said: "Your Majesty, the minister thinks it's okay!" ”

Ma Gong?

The officials were extremely surprised.

Xiong Wei glanced at Yan Chengjin and then at Ma Wensheng.

Ma Wensheng knew that His Majesty had made up his mind.

Emperor Hongzhi opened several bullet seals and ordered: "The fertile land of Yansheng Gongfu shall not exceed 100,000 mu, and it shall be set as a rule."

The rest of the children of the Confucian Mansion should not exceed 2,000 mu by household.

The rest will be returned to the people, and the tax will be paid by apportioning the land into the mu. ”

The land was reduced, but the children of the Confucian Mansion were able to become officials and do business.

The hundred officials glanced at each other, and Wei Wenfeng stood up in the middle of the matter: "Your Majesty is understandable to return the fields, but it is a little inappropriate to implement the apportionment into the mu." ”

"The minister thinks that what Lord Wei said is reasonable." The household department one gives the middle way of things.

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Wei Wenfeng and said: "There are millions of people without land, how do the two Qing families think they should feed them?" ”

"This ......"

After the implementation of the paving into the mu, for Emperor Hongzhi, this was used to feed the displaced people.

Yan Chengjin sighed, His Majesty still couldn't bear to deprive all the fields of the Confucian Mansion.

The evidence of the crime that was fortunately collected could only make Kong Wenshao exiled to Mangara.

"Let's make a decision for the Cabinet."

"Your Ministers obey!"

This discussion is two hours, which can be called the longest this year.

The General Secretary sent the newspaper out of the imperial city, and then spread it all over the world by the gentry in the market to save paper.

When the scholars heard that the Holy Father of Yan had been exiled to Mangara, they were shocked beyond measure.

You can see the announcement and the newspaper, the Confucian Mansion occupies millions of acres of land, and the people have successively fed on carrion, and they feel angry.

"If there is a father, there must be a son, Kong Hongxu committed adultery and plunder, and so does his son."

"Xiao Zhu Xiucai is right, Kong Wenshao came to Liangxiang, I am afraid that he is worried that the matter will be exposed, and he will win our sympathy."

"No wonder, the Yan Episcopal Church has entered Beijing."

The IQ of the readers, the collective line, the teahouse and the inn, the sound of a lesson.

Seeing that the government listed the crimes of Confucius, they cursed Kong Wenshao one after another.

Wang Shouren shook his head.

Pifu is not guilty of his crimes, no matter who inherits the Holy Father, he will not be able to escape this catastrophe.

Kong Wenshao was extremely innocent, and after only half a year, he was thoroughly investigated by the imperial court in Shandong.

The servants of the Kong clan in the Ten Princes' Mansion were expelled by Jinyiwei and imprisoned in Jinyiwei's edict.

Yan Chengjin sent someone to inquire, and when he heard that Kong Wenshao had no descendants, he was relieved.

Mandarin Palace,

Emperor Hongzhi was preoccupied, and there was a blood book obtained from the noon gate guard on the imperial case, which was a scholar in the market interceding for Kong Wenshao.

The scholars in the market are not all people who have fallen into the well.

"The holy decree has been issued, order these scholars to disperse, who is the new Divine Prince?"

Li Dongyang said: "The minister has sent Hanyuan University scholars to Qufu for inspection, and after a month, he can submit a list of candidates for the edict." ”

The return of the land of Confucius to the people was like a thousand pounds of stone thrown from a carriage, and carrion was cut off from the imperial court.

Shandong also needs to recuperate for a few years before it can return to its former peace.

The imperial court sent people to exterminate the white lotus, and I am afraid that it will not be safe again.

Emperor Hongzhi sighed and nodded.

……

Beijing, Qipan Street.

A scholar carried a bamboo box on his back and a dry bamboo stick in his hand, and grabbed pedestrians: "Dare to ask how to go to Huimin Pharmacy?" ”

"On Chengxian Street." Seeing that this person was wearing shabby Confucian clothes, he couldn't help but ask, "Did you enter Beijing to take the exam?" ”

The scholar nodded: "The road is far away, my body is weak, and unfortunately I have contracted a minor illness." ”

I asked a few more passers-by and came to the front of Huimin Pharmacy.

On the door, there is a large plaque hanging from the pot to help the world, and the people and gentry who see a doctor line up in a long line.

The scholar was puzzled: "Old man, what is the difference between these two queues?" ”

"Here is the queue to watch Wang Ji, and here is the ordinary Langzhong in Liangxiang."

The scholar pondered for a moment, his illness was not serious, but he was just infected with the wind cold, and walked into the column with few people.

An hour passed, and finally stepped into the main hall of Huimin Pharmacy.

Lang Zhong glanced at the scholar: "Stretch out your hand, if you are uncomfortable, tell me carefully." ”

As he spoke, he put his hand on the scholar's pulse and looked at the coating of his tongue.

"On the way, I poured a rain, and I occasionally felt dizzy and weak."

"If you are infected with a cold, you can be cured by drinking a few pairs of medicines, what is your name?"

"Under the surname Yan, the single name Song, the mountain is high Song.

Dare to ask Lang Zhong, how much silver is this medicine? The scholar asked slightly embarrassed.