Of course, in his bones, he was prejudiced against Confucianism, or in other words, he calmly and soberly realized that the elders of these people were not needed in the new era, and they were not polite to them.

The various evidences on display are full and detailed, both evidence of how they skillfully seized the land, as well as evidence of the Elders' meticulous forgery, as the most powerful manufacturing team in the entire new plane, the Elders' forgeries range from oracle bone creation to false holy decrees, all of which are operated by professional teams, and are extremely perfect.

When Gong Dingyu and the three of them, as the main culprits, were ready to be executed at the end, of course, when they were transported to the trial table exhibition first, their bodies were already covered with rotten eggs, rotten vegetable leaves, dung and other things, it was simply stinking and smelly, naturally someone stepped forward to escort the three out of the prisoner car, but they couldn't help but vomit on the spot, it was really stinky.

In order to scandalize them as much as possible, the Confucian robes on the three of them were tattered, and their dirty and ugly bodies were exposed to the eyes of the people, causing a wave of contempt among the people.

After Gong Dingyu's death, all kinds of characters were classified and all introduced one by one, anyway, they all came to destroy the good life of the people in the imperial capital, naturally some people would be particularly sensational, and they also got a special name, terrorists.

"The Elder has arrived!" Liang Cunhou personally attended the trial.

"Long live the Council of Elders!"

After Liang Cunhou stepped onto the rostrum, he looked at Wang Jian and made a gesture, indicating that he was completely safe and full of confidence.

"The trial begins!" There was a loud noise from the loudspeaker.

Liang Cunhou stood on a high platform, facing the people.

"What a traitor! Whoever takes refuge in a foreign race, betrays the country, betrays the nation, and acts for the tiger when a foreign invades is a traitor! Traitors are more hateful than invading aliens! If it is a foreign invasion, everyone is not afraid of death, united, who dares to invade my thousands of miles of rivers and mountains in China! Without the existence of traitors, hundreds of thousands of Jurchens have entered the customs and looted several times, killing more than one million Han people, and it is impossible for even the emperor to covet it! The Council of Elders does not hate Li Zicheng, does not hate Zhang Xianzhong, although they are equally cruel and have killed hundreds of people, but they are Han people after all, it was the Ming Dynasty that did not let them be fed and clothed, they rebelled in desperation, no matter how you say it, it is a civil war in Zhuxia, which is understandable, but traitors! Never forgive! For traitors, there is only one word to kill! Resolutely kill them all, without mercy! ”

Liang Cunhou's speech was held by more than a dozen idle elders, Zhuge Liang meeting, carefully studied, and learned how the American Emperor Sichuan said to the hearts of the people, which resonated with the people, and the people below immediately burst out with a shocking shout: "Long live the elders!" Traitors should be damned! Kill all traitors! ”

The slogans were uniform and uncluttered, and it was clear that the Elders had mastered the basic rules of the world after getting through the initial chaos and disorder.

After letting the people vent for a while, Liang Cunhou raised his hand to signal the people to be quiet for a while, and then continued, those five-dollar troops were really well-trained, and they controlled the people to shut up quickly.

"Gong Dingyu! Originally a household servant official, since he defected to the enemy and betrayed the country last year, he has sold a lot of intelligence, made fake identities for Tartar spies and Donglin spies, and mixed into the ordinary people to cause sabotage, they hate the happy life of the people in the imperial capital, and think that ordinary people should be their slaves for generations, and the people of Shandong and Hebei have been robbed and slaughtered many times, and it has something to do with them! The crime is heinous! Now, in the name of the Revolution and the Presbyterian Church, I declare that the ultimate punishment, the death penalty, will be imposed on these three hundred and fifty traitors of all kinds, internal and external enemies! ”

A chanter suddenly shouted: "The Council of Elders is merciful and bestows a bloodless and humane death on these internal and external enemies, and may these enemies go to the underworld to repent of their sins, and dare not oppose the Council of Elders for generations!" ”

"A thousand cuts! A thousand cuts! The Presbyterian Church is too benevolent. "When the people heard that the traitor was hanged, they were all angry!

Several executioners who wrapped themselves tightly didn't pay attention to these voices, and began to arrest those guys who had no intelligence value after being arrested, of course, according to their identities, Gong Dingyu and other high-level traitors had to be killed in the back.

This is not a Confucian welfare, but Chi Guoguo's intention, the more he dies behind, looking at the other traitors who were originally tied to the side like himself, they were still wailing, and all kinds of hopes were clamoring to please, but they were all dragged to the gallows.

The gallows were very efficient, hanging people around their necks, and the four executioners kicked their feet at the same time, and no one knew who kicked them, and under that mechanism, it worked randomly.

As the struggling man kicked his legs, he turned into a corpse and was directly carried away.

Gong Dingyu and the three of them stared at each other, their bodies trembled, and they wanted to scream for mercy in horror, but unfortunately, in order to prevent them from biting their tongues and committing suicide, their mouths had been gagged with cloth balls, and they couldn't shout.

The death of one person is sad, and the corpses of a hundred people, piled up with a few carriages, are heart-warming, although there are murders in the Cultural Square, surrounded by various places of monks and Taoists, according to the Presbyterian Church, although most of these guys are scammers who rape and plunder, lure women to bed and be raped, and use hell to intimidate civilians into donating their family property, but in the end, there should be a few people who have real skills, even if there is any evil spirit, it should be covered.

The more people die, the bloodier the process becomes, a struggling person, hanging there, suddenly trembling and not moving, many people can not stand it when they only see the thinking of dozens of people, and can't help but avoid it.

Liang Cunhou didn't look at it, but was thinking about it, the imperial capital will soon be peaceful, 50,000 troops, and a large number of new troops, although many elders are equipped with all kinds of weapons from the old time and space after returning to the imperial capital, they are still sure of the safety of the imperial capital, but the people of the new time and space don't know about this matter, they are sure of what they are about to move.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching, in the end it was too cruel and too wasteful, if these hundreds of people were sent to labor reeducation, they would also be hundreds of laborers, and they could make money if they died of labor, where it seemed that now, they could only be used by medical schools.

It's been five years, and there are children in the new time and space, and even the name of the eldest daughter was really named by that group of unscrupulous beasts in a dead house like Liang Gong Haruhi, but I am also used to seeing life and death, and I shouldn't be tempted, but people's hearts are flesh and blood, and there are many of these people, and they shouldn't have died according to the standards of later generations.

Liang Cunhou can only comfort himself that these are traitors who deserve it, as the ruler, he should face a change of office or other bad things soon, he can't show any unnecessary emotions, occasionally when he accidentally sees the pile of corpses, Liang Cunhou becomes as hard as iron, no matter how cruel he is, think about the constant massacre in Jiangnan, Yangzhou, Guangzhou and even piled up mountains of corpses as high as a mountain, these things are all thanks to these traitors, and he also feels that he is no longer cruel, which is what they should be.

Historically, these literati and traitors have enjoyed the fat and ointment provided by the Ming Dynasty, and it can be said that they have no merit for the people, but when they surrendered, they were the most rapid, and they turned their heads to slaughter the Chinese people, but they were the most active.

With the Elders' governance of the north, many places began to recover, and every day a large number of corpses can be found, the total number of corpses is not tens of thousands, but definitely more than hundreds of thousands! Many mass graves were also slaughtered directly by the slaves who could not be taken away when the Eight Banners soldiers entered the customs that year.

As the traitors continued to die, many people looked at the sky with tears and shouted: "Big brother, brother! These Tartar traitors are finally dead, and your revenge has been avenged! ”

"Elder, I am from Jiangnan, I am from the Donglin Party, I know who is the richest in the party, how they occupy the land, how they rob the people's daughters, you let me live, let me live, I will take you to raid their homes, those Donglin parties are all traitors, all are traitors, you can't cheapen them, you can't just kill me."

These words were shouted by a scholar of a small man when he was killed from the Tartar to the traitor.

Everyone was shocked for a while, but most of them were still very interesting, indeed, those traitors in Jiangnan couldn't spare them!

After several years of criticism, how the Ming Dynasty fell, the Confucian class represented by the Donglin Party can be said to be the first to take the lead, and the common people gradually understood who was responsible for their past fate.

Liang Cunhou was bored and just searched his house, and the information they collected was already enough.

The traitor was only occasionally lucky, spit out the cloth belt in his mouth, and was immediately punched and kicked, and then hanged on the spot.

The speed of killing is still very fast, and perhaps for people with low quality, watching the execution is also quite exciting.

When Gong Dingyu was killed, a sudden change occurred.

A few people dressed as reading people suddenly appeared holding a huge piece of paper, with red and blood characters on it, and they were still shouting there, but unfortunately there was no loudspeaker, how could it reach everyone's ears?

Liang Cunhou frowned, the control of this grassroots army has always been a coffee table in a coffee table, and he actually let people come over again.

However, this seems to be going to be on the people's table? Praise or Persuade? Forget it, let them say it.

He pointed at random, and naturally someone hurriedly handed over the horn.

"Do you have a grievance to say, is it related to these traitors?"

The scholar kept kowtowing, looked at the magical horn in his mouth, and said: "Elder Qiyu, the villain has no grievances, but just sentimental Gong Dingyu, Feng Quan, and Chen Mingxia are very talented, and it is a pity to kill them. ”

Liang Cunhou laughed quickly: "What do you mean, collaborating with the enemy and betraying the country, killing countless people, but as long as you can write, you can be exempted." ”

The scholar immediately said: "The elder has the world in his heart, how can he care about such a point, the elder should remember that since ancient times, the Ming monarch has been regardless of the past suspicions, and he can only take over the world if he treats the scribes well, and we and other scribes are the ones of the world." ”

Liang Cunhou suddenly laughed hideously, and he deliberately raised the horn once: "If your family and parents were killed, and that person also has some bullshit talent, I asked him to write a book to atone for his sins, and you are willing to ...... it."

That scholar will only have four books and five classics, once it comes to logical speculation, I can only think that I am a reader, what I said is right, you don't agree with me, you just don't have independent thinking, it's the Wumao Party, it's a little pink, anyway, I read xxx, so I have knowledge, I'm right.

In the face of the superiors, of course, they can only kneel and lick, for example, in the face of Emperor Chongzhen, they are basically surrounded by all kinds of illusory righteousness.

Once it comes to this practical problem, it is difficult for him to decide.

"I am a generation of people who read poetry and books, how can they kill people, what I said is just a trivial matter such as being a traitor, I think, Gong Dingyu, Feng Quan, and Chen Mingxia were just blinded for a while, and people are not saints and sages, if the elders can be with the light and the dust, and forgive the three of them, then in the future, the name of benevolence and righteousness will be recorded in the history of the future."

Liang Cunhou secretly scolded himself, these Confucian scholars are full of the most reactionary thoughts, in their eyes, as long as they oppress the common people, anyway, the right to record history is in their hands, what are they afraid of, talking to them is to defile themselves: "Okay, from today on, this person will not be allowed to take the recognized civil service examination with his descendants, deprive him of his political power, not allow him to participate in elections, and be a common man who works in the land." ”

"Elder, be kind to the scribes, and don't block the way of speech......"

When Gong Dingyu, Feng Quan, and Chen Mingxia died, there was nothing to say, and the elders would not care about people who had no use value, and when the execution was completed, Liang Cunhou glanced at the people below and announced loudly: "Gong Dingyu, Feng Quan, Chen Mingxia and other hundreds of traitors are dead, but there are not only these traitors in the world, there are more traitors, and thousands of traitors have not died. The Council of Elders will not let go of any of them, and all traitors must die! We will continue to send people to hunt down the traitors and bring them all to justice! ”

"At the same time, the emperor will build a martyr's shrine and a traitor pit, since ancient times, all the heroic souls who died for the Chinese war can enter the martyr's pavilion, every winter, the national leader will personally lead the hundred officials to worship, as long as my Chinese incense is not extinguished, these heroes will enjoy the incense forever! At the same time, once all traitors are confirmed, they will also be cast into villains, and engraved with their names and birthdays into the traitor pit, and they will be scolded by the people for life and generation, and the traitor pit will be the most filthy place in the world, and all traitors in the future will never be able to live forever! ”

Liang Cunhou is impassioned in every word, this is his commitment, but also his responsibility!

"Long live the Council of Elders!" The people all cheered, but they felt that the elder was too wise.

On the same day, the Imperial Capital Daily wrote out the causes and consequences of the entire incident at length. At the same time, there are also the words of Liang Cunhou during the trial, and the news that the Heroic Pavilion and the traitor pit are about to be established.

There is no doubt that those soldiers were so excited that they were so excited that they could enter the Martyrs' Pavilion to receive incense offerings after knowing that all those who died in battle in the future.

You must know that in the feudal era, sacrifice was not a trivial matter, not to mention that a person like an elder who was close to the emperor personally took the lead in worshipping, which was a symbol of glory, which made those ordinary soldiers how could they not be excited.

The patriotic health campaign was a complete success.

(End of chapter)