Chapter 367: Noon Has Arrived

The hall was silent, waiting with bated breath, and Hou Xuanyan did not disappoint everyone.

"The Confucian family of Qufu, by the emperor's grace, was enshrined as a holy prince, and was hereditary. The Confucian family should have been loyal to the country, but they turned into Tatar captivity, grovelled, and flattered thieves. There are countless evil deeds that harm the people, and the ministers will not play them one by one. The most hateful person, this thief actually raised troops to resist the Ming Dynasty and injured my Northern Expedition generals in his own house. Today's ministers asked to behead the rebels who surrendered to the Qing Dynasty to show the public, in order to warn the thieves who surrendered to the world. โ€

As soon as these words came out, the whole hall was in an uproar, and even the elixir on it was stunned.

After a short period of silence, the ministers in the palace blew up, whether it was the theater party or Hou Xuanyan's cronies, they were all whispering and talking to each other.

As Shen Yingwen, the head of the household, threw out a loud objection, a large number of civil servants came out one after another, and their words were fierce as if they had smashed his ancestral grave. Emperor Jing Yu often has a long dynasty, where has he ever seen such a lively situation, and he is happy to open his teeth and claws.

Hou Xuanyan shook his head secretly, these birdmen have forgotten the original face and true meaning of Confucianism, and regard this kind of learning and rules of doing things as religion. Whatever the doctrine is, once it begins to mythologize a person or a family, its original core changes and begins to decay rapidly.

In the center of the temple of Fengtian Temple, Hou Xuanyan stomped his feet and suddenly quieted down.

"The war in Huguang is urgent, and I don't have time to argue with you here. The matter is so decided, the Confucian Mansion has been charged to Jinling, and the autumn queen asks to behead, and he is beheaded in the downtown area! After speaking, he walked out of the main hall, followed closely by the guards, left the Forbidden City, and went straight to Jiangningdu outside the city, preparing to enter Huguang from Wuchang.

....

The hall was quieter than just now, and the Duke of Yue Guo had not returned to the court for a long time, and the officials of the court and China had forgotten how domineering he was at the beginning. Seeing this kind of arbitrariness to the next level again, I was still a little unaccustomed to it for a while.

Hou Xuanyan had no intention of arguing with them, the war in Jingxiang was urgent, and it was useless to argue with this group of deeply poisoned rotten Confucians.

On the third day after Yue Guogong left Beijing, the downtown area of Nanjing was crowded with people, countless people poured into the streets, and there were also people from Zhejiang, Jiangxi, Huguang and other places.

Xu Yuanbao was nervously guarding outside, and next to him was Hong Yixun, who was drinking tea. The Jinling garrison was on standby, and the spies of the Hidden Elephant Battalion were also watching the situation around.

In the prison of the Criminal Department, the officials asked their names, places of origin, and age one by one, which is called verifying the correct body, and it is a step before the knife is opened, and everyone knows it. Only then did the more than 30 members of the Kong family know that the time limit has arrived, and everyone is miserable, and there is no longer the arrogance of the past. Where did Kong Yinzhi think that he couldn't bluff people with the name of the Holy Father, and he knew his own affairs, and with the name of this so-called descendant of the saint, he no longer had a second thing to rely on. Thinking of the life of Yan Shenggong, who was like a god over the years, all the nostalgia in his heart turned into fear of blood-stained knives. I screamed and cried.

Dozens of pale and tender-skinned Confucian descendants were pushed to the entrance of the vegetable market, and the crowd suddenly marveled. The signs behind them clearly and clearly indicate their respective identities.

Those who were originally qualified to come to supervise and behead were all highly respected first-class officials in the court, but although these people were unwilling to blatantly intercede for the Kong family, no one was willing to come to supervise and behead. Ma Shiying is happy to come, but his identity is sensitive, and recently there have been many rumors about horses outside the palace, ponies in the palace, two horses and troughs, and people eating fat cream. So the much-anticipated job of coming to supervise and behead fell on Qin Muyun, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites.

Qin Muyun was originally a soldier in the Northern Expeditionary Army, and he had no reverence for the Kong family, and he couldn't help but be proud when he saw such a big scene. With a straight face and a head up, he saw that noon had arrived, so he lifted the red pen from the tin pen stand, ticked it on the chopping card, and shouted: "The hour has come, cut!" โ€

More than 30 heads fell to the ground at the same time, and the crying shook the sky for a while, and it was more to watch the lively noise. Nanjing's vegetable market is so lively for the first time, even if Yangzhou executed Duoduo back then, it is not as big as today's scene.

On this day, many scholars committed suicide by hanging themselves from their beams all over the country, but there were very few who made trouble.

The beheading of the descendants of the saint in the downtown of Nanjing, and the beheading was full of doors, and the sensation caused by such a thing was far less than expected. In the past, almost all the officials were scholars, and they had all the right to speak.

However, with the rise of lecture halls, medical halls, and craftsman schools in various places, students in these places also read, but they can still become officials if they do not read the Four Books and Five Classics, do not memorize the Analects, and do not write the Bagu Wen.

This belongs to the demolition of the Confucian family shop from the bottom up, and unconsciously removed the cornerstone that supported them, although there are still upper-level officials and Jiangnan scholars who are looking up for the Confucian family, but from the wealthy businessmen to the low-level people, they have already felt the benefits brought to them by Hou Xuanyan's reform. Who is willing to give up his current life to avenge the Confucian family, who has no kindness to himself.

In the past, it was an absolute matter for the state that the scholars made a collective disturbance, because then the state managers would be passive and slack, and it would be difficult for the whole state apparatus to function.

But now it is different, the status of the scholars is embarrassing, and after the "May Enke", the imperial court has intensified, and almost the tradition of taking scholars from the eight shares has been abolished on the surface. More often than not, the school examination is a knowledge that has been applied to the world. These scholars, who have mastered the Eight Skills and are also the people who believe in the Confucian family the most, have completely become useless people.

Those officials who have just gone to various counties and counties are all promoted by Hou Xuanyan, they are not good at Baguwen, but they are still officials. They are the most loyal people to Hou Xuanyan, because once Hou Xuanyan falls, their official positions may be removed immediately.

With the loyalty of these grassroots officials in various places, Hou Xuanyan raised his arms at this time, and casually established a doctrine, which could quickly surpass Confucianism.

You must know that the original contention of a hundred schools of thought ended because of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty's sentence "Depose a hundred schools of thought and respect Confucianism alone". The influence of the ideas of a person who really controls a country is not comparable to that of a nominal monarch.

At this time, Hou Xuanyan had already come to Wuchang Mansion, and the moment he entered Huguang, he felt the fighting spirit coming to his face.

Unlike Jinling, which has been in peace for a long time, it is full of people who are in a hurry. Coordinate the transportation of grain, recruit people... All combat preparations are being carried out in an intense and orderly manner.

Hou Xuanyan led the crowd to the city, and couldn't help but sigh: "Jingxiang is really a place of long-term battle, and there is a smell of gunpowder smoke in the air..."

Genius one second to remember the address of this site:.ๆ‰‹ๆœบ็‰ˆReading URL:m.