Chapter 217: Let the Kong father and son kneel in front of the Temple of Literature
All the Confucian Sects of the Northern Sect were eradicated, and the Confucian Shenggong Mansion had become an empty house, and its 10,000 acres of land were owned by the Huangzhuang. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
Countless antiques, jade, and money and grain were also registered, except for some of them were reserved for local treasury and reward ministers, most of them arrived in the capital and were filled into the Taicang treasury.
Zhu Youxiao's internal treasury now has the income of the Royal Industrial Company, the Royal Weaving Bureau, and the Huangzhuang, so there is no need to add additional property obtained from the seizure, on the contrary, the shrinking treasury still needs to be replenished, and as long as the treasury is full, it can also reduce the subsidy of the treasury by the internal treasury.
Naturally, the private property of Gu Tingzhuo and other officials has to be checked and copied, but this is carried out by local officials, and there is no need for the Praetorian Guards to go all the way to help raid the house and get people, and the local Dongchang will also be responsible for supervision.
According to Zhu Youxiao's meaning, since it was to deter the official gentry who opposed the reform, they naturally could not be forgiven for their crimes, and the men in his palace were naturally removed from their fame and demoted to commoners, and the length of service was judged according to their conduct and the relationship between the offenders and officials; And the women went straight to the Workshop Division.
The trial of Kong Yinzhi and his two sons about the mutilation of young girls has also begun.
Zhu Youxiao did not choose the place of interrogation in the county office, but chose the apricot altar of the Confucian Temple, and Zhu Youxiao wanted to execute the father and son directly in front of the statue of Confucius in the Confucian Temple after the interrogation, and the executioner who was responsible for executing Ling Chi had been specially summoned from the capital, just waiting to turn the Confucius Confucian Temple into an execution ground for his unscrupulous descendants.
On the day of the interrogation, it was a rainy day, but the apricot altar of the Confucian Temple was full of people, and the officers and soldiers of the Governor's Battalion set up a cordon on the periphery to prevent these soldiers from hearing the news from all over the country from disturbing the order, while the Praetorian Guards solemnly guarded the inner perimeter and guarded the center of the Confucian Temple tightly.
On the wet ground in front of the statue of Confucius, who is not tall and smiling, there are Kong Yinzhi, Kong Xingkun, and Kong Xingkai kneeling.
And Gu Tingzhuo and Luo Maojin and other officials who had too close contact with Kong Yinzhi knelt on both sides.
Perhaps, Confucius thousands of years ago would never have thought that his descendants would one day kneel in front of his own temple to be punished, and it was the king he himself admired with Confucianism to punish them.
At this time, Zhu Youxiao was sitting in the hall in front of them, accompanied by Wang Chengen, the master of ceremonies, and Li Mingrui, a member of the cabinet university, and other officials, as well as officials who were summoned from the county level of Shan0 Dongzhi and above and the officials and gentry who were above the rank of meritorious service.
"Take all the cloth balls in their mouths, as the saying goes, people are dying and their words are good, and I want to hear what they can say before they die", Zhu Youxiao took the main position this time, and after giving a first order, he squinted at the Shandong official of Zhishi, that is, He Shangqi, the left waiter of the former Dynasty Criminal Department, and saw that he kept shivering, so he asked: "He Shilang, but are you afraid of the cold?" ”
"It's not cold, it's not cold, Lao Chen has had gout in the past few years, that's why it's like this", He Shangqi explained with a smile.
Zhu Youxiao smiled slightly, and could see that his iron-blooded suppression of the Confucian forces in the past few days could be regarded as a success in deterring these officials and gentry in the eastern part of Shandong, and now there were already gentry who were frightened before the execution began, and then looked at the other gentry, none of them were not pale or their fingers were trembling.
"Come on, bring a stool to He Shilang, when He Shilang was in charge of the affairs of the Criminal Department, he settled several unjust prisons, and it can be regarded as doing a few practical things for the court and the people, the guilty rebels should be punished heavily, and the meritorious and capable ministers should be given preferential treatment, which is the foundation of the stability of the court", Zhu Youxiao said this, naturally showing favor to the officials and gentry.
Since it is necessary to try out the policy of integrating the gentry with grain in the east of Shandong, and implement it throughout the country in the future, it is natural that these officials and gentry cannot be blindly exterminated, especially some small and medium-sized gentry, who have not yet reached the point of threatening the rule of the country, but at the same time they have to make up for the vacuum of government functions and play a role in stabilizing the rural order.
What Zhu Youxiao wanted was that these officials and gentry would be willing to accept the new policies of the imperial court after Confucius was removed and take the initiative to cooperate.
He Shangqi thanked Zhu Youxiao for his kindness, the entire Confucian Temple, the prime minister of the inner court and the elder of the pavilion were all standing, and he was the only one who was able to sit down, such treatment can not but be said not high, if you don't think that the emperor who showed grace in front of him is the iron-blooded king who slaughtered thousands of people in the Kong family a few days ago, He Shangqi really feels that Zhu Youxiao has the legacy of filial piety.
Zhu Youxiao smiled at He Shangqi, who sat down, and ordered people to make tea without saying anything, although there were many officials and gentry standing in the hall at this time, they were all silent, and their eyes were all staring at the prisoners under the statue of Confucius outside the hall.
The drizzle is like weaving, connected into a curtain, and the quiet air exudes a solemnity and solemnity.
Kong Yinzhi hung his head expressionlessly, the slaughter of the whole clan had already made his heart feel like ashes, and he even smirked involuntarily.
Once upon a time, this solemn temple of literature was punished as he knelt here like today, except for the words of his ancestors in the main hall.
And Kong Xingkun looked up at the sky with both eyes, no one knew what he was looking at, and even muttered something.
And because Kong Xingkai is unrecognizable, and there is no intact place on his body, it is difficult to see what kind of state he is in now.
"Kong Yinzhi, what happened to the more than ten women who were suspended in the secret room of your house, tell me the truth!"
Zhu Youxiao's tone of speech was very flat, but he also had a sense of calmness.
Kong Yinzhi smiled bitterly, since he was in a catastrophe, he didn't bother to talk about any more courtesy, so he smiled bitterly: "Zhu Youxiao, you want me to tell you, okay, let me tell you, these women are all voluntary, they beg me to do this, because they like this, haha!" ”
Yuan Keli couldn't help but want to stand up and say a few words, but Zhu Youxiao coughed, and Yuan Keli retreated.
And Zhu Youxiao is a lifeless appearance, still indifferent: "Whether you admit it or not, these are not important, the important thing is to go through the motions." ”
As Zhu Youxiao spoke, he asked He Shangqi on the side: "He Shilang, I didn't hear what this Kong Yinzhi said clearly just now, so tell me what he said." ”
"Back to Your Majesty, Kong Yinzhi admitted that he killed these women", He Shangqi was not stupid, and he also understood what Zhu Youxiao meant by asking himself.
Zhu Youxiao was very satisfied with He Shangyi's answer to understand current affairs, nodded and said, "Just admit it." ”
At this time, Li Mingrui stood up: "Your Majesty, the murdered women found in the Confucian Mansion are exactly the same as the forty women who were excavated in the turtle grave that day. ”
"Since that's the case, I'll summon Kong Wenshi to ask again," Zhu Youxiao ordered, and Kong Wenshi, who had been waiting outside for a long time, walked in.