Only then did Zhao Yuanhua understand that Guogong's determination was far greater than his own, and he did not leave the slightest room for maneuver, so why should he hide his sword.

Zhao Yuanhua glanced at his eyes and motioned for his subordinates to step forward and call the door. Next to him, a fully armored Agni Battalion general slapped his horse forward and shouted angrily: "The governor of Shandong is handling the case, open the door of the mansion." ”

Kong Xingxie, who was guarding the mansion, was the son of the Confucian Mansion, and when he heard this reprimand, he was furious, and then he saw that all the soldiers around him were cowering and even more anxious. Confucius talked about etiquette, music, archery, royalty, calligraphy, and mathematics, and his descendants would also have some fur, Kong Xingxie pulled out the bow and arrow on his waist and shot it under the city.

The military general who called the door was a hundred elite soldiers, and with a flick of the spear, he pushed the arrow feather away, and Zhao Yuanhua's eyes lit up in the distance, and he said: "The Confucian Mansion resisted the heavenly soldiers and shot our generals well, which is to help the Qing court block my Northern Expedition." Soldiers, kill it! ”

At the moment when the horn sounded, the entire Confucian Mansion was shrouded in this desolate and majestic horn, and the artillery bombarded the soldiers and charged, and within half a pillar of incense, the Yansheng Mansion had all fallen.

Kong Yinzhi didn't tie his hands behind his back and escorted him to Zhao Yuanhua's side, with arrogance on his face that shouldn't belong to him. Seeing the sign of the governor of Shandong, Kong Yinzhi sneered, and suddenly scolded: "You're done, just a governor of Shandong, you dare to bombard the gate of our Yansheng Mansion, you wait to lose your head." ”

Zhao Yuanhua said coldly: "I thought that the so-called Yan Shenggong was at least a well-read poet, but it turned out to be this kind of goods. ”

The surrounding generals laughed, Kong Yinzhi was a little frightened, his eyes rolled and said: "After I am a saint, no matter which dynasty and which generation is highly respected, if you let me go now, I will treat it as if nothing happened." Otherwise, when you see your boss in the future, I'm afraid he won't spare you. ”

Kong Yinzhi knew in his heart that his greatest capital was the world's scholars, and the civil officials needed a statue of a god to stand here in order to fool the people.

Zhao Yuanhua said with a smile: "I'm afraid you don't know that I was ordered by the Duke of Yue Guo to come to treat you for the crime of collaborating with the enemy and treason." After speaking, he picked up the rat tail on his head with his sword and mocked: "Your saint ancestor, did you teach you to comb this kind of braid?" ”

When the three-day ultimatum was issued earlier, Kong Yinzhi also received a charge of oppression of the villagers. Who knew that as soon as he came up today, he was involved in the crime of collaborating with the enemy and treason. And he did go to Beijing in person, met with the emperor of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and was quite entitled. Fortunately, Kong Yinzhi was thick-skinned enough, and he forced himself to calm down and defended: "I am trying to protect the people of Qufu, otherwise they will slaughter the city." ”

Zhao Yuanhua cut his braid with a sword, and the tip of the knife cut a bloody mark on his pampered face, and said to the subordinates around him: "Write it down, he admitted that he collaborated with the enemy and committed treason, and he also quibbled that it was to protect the people." ”

Kong Yinzhi was furious, and his long-term self-respecting life made him lose the ability to control his temper, especially when facing the Han people, he had a high sense of superiority, and always felt that all Han people were a head shorter than him. The furious Kong Yinzhi scolded: "You wait, when I see Hou Xuanyan, you will know if he dares to touch me." When the time comes, you can't cure him, but you can still cure one of his dogs, so you can wait for death. ”

Kong Yinzhi's hands were tied behind his back, he jumped to his feet and scolded, and his saliva was splashing, and he looked like a shrew in the mountains. Zhao Yuanhua had no last trace of awe for the "saint" in his heart, and laughed: "I'm afraid you don't know much about Yue Guogong, our grandfather just sent an order, let me.... Kill your whole family. ”

Kong Yinzhi froze for a moment, then looked around, and found that everyone was looking at him with contempt and ridicule, and suddenly his heart was furious and his legs trembled.

"What's the matter, our Yan Shenggong is scared?" Zhao Yuanhua's smile was cruel, and the children of the wealthy families in Jiangnan who died under him were not one thousand, but eight hundred. Throwing away the aura of the so-called descendants of saints, Kong Yinzhi is an absolute weakling in front of Zhao Yuanhua, and it is more than enough for him to kill dozens of Kong Yinzhi alone.

Seeing the domineering Kong Yinzhi, slumped on the ground, with hot and humid yellow liquid flowing out between his legs, Zhao Yuanhua suddenly laughed happily, only feeling that his thrilling career for decades was not as happy as it is today. What a saint, what a family, it's all. is still far-sighted, Zhao Yuanhua admired the five-body throw to the ground at this time, he is not as good as a scholar who was born and has studied the four books and five classics for 20 years.

After laughing, Chen Pengjie, the young general sent by the Agni Fire Battalion this time, asked, "Governor Zhao, what should you do with this person?" ”

"The whole family is in custody, waiting for the decision of the national government."

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The sky was dark under a heavy rainstorm, and in the pavilion by the sea in Penglai Pavilion in Dengzhou Mansion, the curtains that fell around blocked the raindrops.

The air was mixed with water vapor, the wind and waves were crashing against the reef on the shore, Hou Xuanyan pinched an account book, and his eyebrows danced.

After Qianlong's death, Jiaqing killed He Shen, and it is said that the treasury was instantly sufficient, so the folk left the saying that He Shen fell and Jiaqing was full. Now Hou Xuanyan has also experienced this feeling, the Confucian Mansion is too rich.

Confucius is like a Pixiu that has been eaten for a thousand years, they basically have no big expenses, and the wealth accumulated over the years has reached a terrifying level.

From yesterday to now, less than half of the statistics have been counted in the ledger, and a thick stack has already been written. Dozens of truckloads of gold and silver are fine and soft, and there are four rice warehouses in the southeast, south, and northwest that are piled up like mountains, and no one would have imagined that this is in Shandong, where people who starve to death on the road can form several small countries, but there are mountains of grain piled up here.

Hou Xuanyan sat sideways on the stool, flipping through the ledger page by page, and Li Haoxian stood behind him half-bent over to peek, his face blooming.

"Dashuai, let's send it now!"

"Hey, hey, hey."

"Dashuai, how do you spend this money?"

"Hey, hey, hey."

"Handsome, handsome......"

Hou Xuanyan vaguely heard someone calling himself, and when he looked back, he saw that it was Li Haoxian, put the account book together in his arms, and asked, "Huh?" What's up. ”

Li Haoxian couldn't cry or laugh, and said curtly: "Dashuai, when I fought Shandong and Huai'an, I promised a heavy reward to the brothers, and I really expected to break the state and county to open a treasury to give everyone a reward. Who knows that Shandong is desperately poor everywhere, and the soldiers fought with their lives for their military exploits, and I still owe it. ”

Hou Xuanyan turned his head, looked at him, and asked, "Then you still want to see what I do, and I didn't promise it." ”

Li Haoxian stared directly at Hou Xuanyan's chest, scratched his head and laughed. He saw with his own eyes that Hou Xuanyan had just put the account book into it, and it was all an astonishing amount, and a little bit of it was enough for him to reward the army.

Hou Xuanyan tightened his clothes and said: "Since you promised to go to Haikou, you will give a reward to those who have made meritorious contributions, we can't let the hero shed blood and tears." But I don't have enough gloves either."

As soon as the words fell, a lightning bolt pierced the sky during the rainstorm, and the rain curtain became larger, and after a while the thunder was deafening.

Hou Xuanyan cursed in a low voice, and then said loudly: "I will give you a maximum of 500,000 taels of silver, and I will use the rest to build the Denglai Water Division, just short of money, the Kong family is really good." ”

Li Haoxian was overjoyed, and secretly said in his heart that after he went back, he would definitely go to the Thunder God Temple to worship incense.

A Lei got 500,000 taels from Hou Papi, and Li Haoxian was eager to change his name to Li Lei at this time.

Hou Xuanyan stood up, looked at the torrential rain outside, and said in his heart that this raid is a material harvest, I will stop by another day, find a place with many people, cut off their heads, liberate the people's minds, and grasp the spiritual materials once.

Thinking of this, Hou Xuanyan smacked his mouth and muttered, "The Kong family is really good." ”

The inverted hole is an important part of unlocking the wisdom of the people, and it cannot be broken or established, even if it will be accompanied by a violent storm, Hou Xuanyan has no fear.

The era when you can have countless privileges by erecting a statue of a god and arbitrarily prey on the common people must be eliminated.