Chapter 573. The sky is watching
In fact, these days, Dashun's reputation in Shilin is still faintly rising, although Li Zicheng is in Zhengyangmen, rolling up the face of the Manchu Dynasty's civil and military, but these days he has rectified the eunuchs!
How big was the feud between the Wenchen and the eunuchs? Not to mention the eunuchs like Liu Jin and Wei Zhongxian, even Cao Huachun, who has always been friendly with Donglin, and even did not hesitate to go into battle in person in order to rescue Qian Qianyi, and the Qing officials and eunuchs who brought down Wen Tiren, the head of the dynasty, are inevitably attacked by these civil officials with sharp tongues.
Cao Huachun Chongzhen told the old beggar to return in the twelfth year, and when Chongzhen's seventeenth year of Jingshi was broken, he had been idle in his hometown for six years, but there are still many literati who maliciously arranged him into it, even in Mao Jue's era, there are many works that record that Cao Huachun opened the city to surrender and welcome the thief in, as well as Yang Bo of Shuntianfu, Wanping Yang Shimao wrote to the Qing court, impeached Cao Huachun's disloyal slave, opened the city to welcome thieves, and a hundred beheadings are not enough to forgive!
In this case, the great eunuchs of the Chongzhen Dynasty raided the house, and the split brain naturally attracted a lot of applause from the Wenchen.
Of course, this is also because Li Zicheng was down on the same day! In this world, the surname Zhu is still surnamed Li, and a group of ministers don't care, all they care about is whether they can get another official and a half-job, and then be majestic.
In order to please the new dynasty, these guys are shameless!
This Chongzhen's corpse is not cold, but the excerpts of the ministers are handed to the palace like snowflakes, and they continue to persuade Li Zicheng to advance, although he has established the country and is the emperor in Xi'an! But the first year has not been determined, the emperor has not been built, and now in Beijing, it is time to re-establish the country and build the number, and by the way, they will be brought under the command of the old dynasty, and then be powerful.
The most ferocious of this commotion is still the upstart of the Fushe under the command of Donglin, Shu Jishi Zhou Zhong, he took out all the splendid words in his stomach, and wrote "The Theory of Danger and Death in Shijian" under the instruction of Niu Jinxing, in the article, Li Zicheng touted the success of Gai Yaoshun, Debi Tang Wu, and compared the old master Chongzhen to a single husband to give the head, and the world returned to the heart.
What's even more shameless is that relying on the persuasion book and this "Theory of Danger and Death in Sight", Zhou Zhong seems to be a protégé of Prime Minister Niu Cheng, showing off everywhere, and even aroused the jealousy of Shilin. Zhou Sheng couldn't think of this!
He is barely a junior, and he will open this face, but even the older generation of Donglin, Gong Dingxiao, one of Jiang Zuosan's family, also said when he met people: This is my hand, Zhou Sheng and Wei Sheng can't think of this!
The name of fighting for a flattery and kneeling is so naked, so low that it is indescribable, compared to the ugly face of the Qi Chu Zhejiang Party and the Donglin Party, it is equally disgusting.
In the past few days, Li Zicheng has handcuffed and plundered silver on the eunuchs and nobles, but it seems that the lion pounced on the zebra and left the meat residue for the vultures. is also proud, with all kinds of gold, silver, wealth, and splendid jade pendants that are several times more expensive, and even the girls and children of the noble family.
The capital is dead, and they are still trying to find a way to get rich!
But there is an old saying that people are doing, and the sky is watching! Stimulated by the wealth of the eunuchs and nobles, his eyes were blood-red, and finally, Li Zicheng's eyes were fixed on them, who were once the biggest rulers of power in the Ming Dynasty.
In the past few days, on the notice boards at several city gates in Beijing, the emperor list was suddenly posted, and the old officials of the former dynasty were recruited to enter the palace and accept the selection, but there is a premise, the hundred officials need to take off the official clothes of the former dynasty and change into the clothes of the green clothes and hats, and the clothes of the slaves and maids of the wealthy families before they can enter the palace!
But even so, it still caused great excitement in Jingshi Shilin.
"In the end, the prime minister needs to use readers!"
"Dashun governs the world, and it doesn't have to rely on us scholars!"
In the sigh of surprise, especially with this Fushe Zhou Zhong being the most contrived, he actually fluttered and knelt on the ground all of a sudden, slammed his head on the ground and raised his head and sighed.
"The Holy Son of Heaven is here! Peace and prosperity are coming!"
There is excitement and joy everywhere, and those old official gentry who have been hiding since the fall of the Ming Dynasty are rats after the ice and snow melt, and they are all gearing up, and they can't wait to appear again.
It was already April 18, and in the early morning of the prescribed day, at the gate of Qianqing, there were 1,500 or 600 former Ming officials waiting at the gate of the palace as they had done in the past, wearing green clothes and small hats, and they did not pay attention to the hour.
Facing the rising sun, the towering Qianqing Palace is shining, a group of Dashun literati are also holding the account documents have been waiting there, in the same year, these literati are arrogant expressionless spread out the account book, one by one recorded the official position, name, and place of origin before the Ming Dynasty demoted officials.
More cooperative than buying train tickets in later generations, a large group of officials obediently guarded the order, only more than an hour, the record was completed, in the eyes of Gong Dingyu, Zhou Zhong, Wei Xuelian and these people were full of expectation, these Dashun Wenchen took the account book and entered the Qianqing Palace.
And then there was no follow-up!
Throughout the morning, Li Zicheng did not summon anyone, nor did he issue a single holy decree.
Early in the morning, many ministers are accustomed to not eating, and by noon, and then basking under the rising sun in spring, many people are beginning to be hungry.
For the sake of his loyal minister's image, he has been insisting on kneeling straight, and Zhou Zhong, who is holding the wat with both hands, can't hold on, holding his numb legs, and standing up with great difficulty.
"When will Your Majesty summon me and wait?"
"What's the matter? Wait!"
didn't even look at him, the Da Shun army actually whipped him directly, and Zhou Dacai, who felt good about himself, stumbled.
grinning in pain, rubbing the blood on his body, the upstart of the Restoration Society had to retreat stupidly, but he didn't dare to sit down, and knelt straight again.
Time passed again minute by minute, and throughout the afternoon, there was still no summons, and the ministers of the former Ming Dynasty who were hungry with their chests against their backs couldn't even sit still, and some of them lay directly on the ground, the sun was gradually setting, and some petty officials even jumped at the door of the palace with the other end wide open, wanting to go home!
But at this time, they finally waited for the response of the Great Shun Dynasty, but unfortunately, it was not the official seal and official uniform that everyone dreamed of, and the sound of horses' hooves came from a burst of hurried horses' hooves, and suddenly broke into the cavalry of the brigade, and in the frightened shouts of those old officials of the former Ming Dynasty, they waved their whips and beat them like cattle, and drove them to the gate of Qianqingmen.
"What are you doing? I'm Prime Minister Niu's protégé!"
The screams of dissatisfaction were screamed, but Zhou Zhong ushered in a few whips in the face, and Wei Xuelian, who was not satisfied, simply received more than a dozen kicks.
The ledger recorded in the morning came in handy, and it was really people who were watching the sky, Li Zicheng stopped the corpses of Chongzhen and his wife at Donghua Gate, and twenty or thirty officials who came to worship were pardoned, and there were more than forty officials who had a good reputation in Beijing and were indeed Qing officials were also released home, and the remaining officials and old men, one by one, were locked around their necks by heavy shackles, and their hands and feet were whipped out of the palace by the Dashun cavalry.
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In the Jinyi Guard School Field, countless braziers are neatly placed like a military formation, and fortunately, there are many stocks of Jinyi Guard's torture equipment, or they really can't serve so many adults, and they are pressed to their knees one by one, and then in the screams of those civil officials who are not diligent and do not distinguish between grains and grains, one by one the flails weighing two or three hundred catties are waiting for them one by one.
"Why are you waiting! I'm waiting for the integrity to go to the king! ”
With a big flail on his head, Fang Yuegong, the former head of the household department, shouted unconvinced, and what greeted him was the whip, and under the crackling whip, he simply knocked this former Shangshu to the ground.
In the firelight, Liu Zongmin walked out with a menacing pace, full of evil spirit, and shouted when he pointed to the kneeling Qianming officials below.
"Erfeng Erlu, the people's fat and people's ointment? You fish and flesh people, the days of power and blessing have come to an end! Your Majesty is merciful today, and give you a chance to atone for your sins, the first rank of the master pays 10,000 taels of atonement silver, the second grade is 9,000 taels, the third grade is 8,000 taels, and so on, those who pay enough silver can go home, and then they don't pull out a dime, grandpa has the means to toss you!"
"It's a bandit!"
Listening to the roars one after another below, Liu Zongmin sneered and didn't answer, just slapped him violently, and then a large group of soldiers dragged the collar of the officials in the front row and pulled them into the tortured dungeon.
The officials are also rich and poor, and there is Qingshui Yamen, just like Zhou Zhong, a Jishi, in order to broadcast a good future, the team is at the forefront, but it is the first to be unlucky, looking at the inhuman-shaped noble eunuchs who have been tortured inside, this Jiangnan genius is screaming with all his might.
"The lower official is the Qingshui Yamen, and the lower official really has no silver! Please! Don't! ”
But where can he tell? didn't pay the silver, and knelt down directly next to each other, and in an instant, the two Dashun soldiers leaned over in the firelight with a hand twist, and with a cruel smile, they stuffed the fingers of this upstart of the Restoration Society into the twist, and immediately pulled them up fiercely like both sides.
"Ahh!!h
They didn't do anything when Li Zicheng attacked the city, and when Li Zicheng rectified the eunuchs and nobles, they watched the excitement, and it was finally the turn of these civil officials to return! A new round of screams rang out one after another in the Jinyi Guard prison......
(End of chapter)