After Zhu Youxiao gave the order, although the forbidden soldiers withdrew their weapons and retreated to the side, they still used the mournful sound of horns to warn the restless crowd. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

As the mournful sound of the horn continued to sound, the crowd slowly quieted down after a period of surging.

Folding fans and turbans scattered all over the ground, and the soldiers who were squatting on the ground, shivering, hugging their heads and crying, and the group of disheveled and iron-faced officials gathered around. And the group of people who stayed on the spot in the midst of the terrible sound of the trumpet, dazed and at a loss.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! These Diao people actually dare to beat the officials of the imperial court, please punish the emperor severely......"

After a short silence about the situation, the unfortunate officials, after making sure that the people were slowly calming down, rushed out of a road, ran in front of Zhu Youxiao, kowtowed violently, and told their grievances with a handful of snot and tears, hoping that Zhu Youxiao would take back his life. Suppress this group of people on the spot.

Why, is it all just a dream? I am a group of good officials who take the country and the nation as their own responsibility, regardless of personal life and death, and ask for the lives of the people, but they have received the fists of this group of people, shouldn't the people be full of love for themselves?

This can't be true, they are the mainstay of the imperial court, the mouthpiece of the people to the emperor, the vane of the Ming Empire, and they may also be famous in history in the future.

But now, this group of people actually stretched out their fists to them. They are good officials for the country and the people, shouldn't the fists of the people be beaten to traitors like Hou Guoxing?

But the facts reminded them that this was not a dream, because there were still the voices of the scholars kneeling on the ground and begging for mercy, and a group of red-eyed people staring at them, including the peasant man with human blood on the corner of his mouth.

The people, who had been slowly quieting down, heard that they were going to be severely punished, and began to slowly stir up again, and from time to time some people who were not afraid of death took a few kicks at the soldiers on the side. In exchange, there were bursts of cries and begging for mercy.

It's the opposite, it's going to be a rebellion! At this time, I still dare to do it! Looking at the red-eyed people, they began to erupt again, and the officials who were crying out in pain just now and demanding severe punishment for the people slowly stopped their voices.

Zhu Youxiao's whole body was still trembling slightly, and he couldn't tell whether he was afraid or excited. He has been cowardly since he was a child, and for the first time, he issued his own orders in front of the 100,000 people in Beijing and in front of hundreds of civil and military officials.

He was originally in a good mood, but looking at the disheveled and swollen face of the Yanguan in front of him, the boiling crowd around him was frightened, and he actually became silent. He wanted to open his mouth to appease, but he couldn't say a word.

Just quietly looking at the group of speech officials kneeling in front of him, he suddenly felt a burst of sadness, the so-called Ming Dynasty speech officials Qingliu turned out to be such virtues.

Thinking of this, Zhu Youxiao, a seventeen-year-old boy of heaven, suddenly felt that if this group of civil officials were to be killed under the anger of the people just now, it might be a good ending.

As a result of the cries of the civil servants just now, the situation that had been calm began to show signs of getting out of control again. Hou Guoxing, who slowly calmed down, knew that if the people were out of control, Zhu Youxiao himself might be in danger, and it might be really difficult to recover at that time.

Thinking of this, Hou Guoxing pulled out the hand in Zhu Youxiao's wide sleeve, and the corner of his eye secretly looked in the direction of Dengwengu, took a look, then took a few steps back, bowed and said:

"Your Majesty, now that the people are emotional, the top priority is to appease the people!"

Zhu Youxiao looked at Hou Guoxing's eyes, a trace of blush appeared on his slightly trembling face, he blamed himself for his gaffe, coughed a few times at the moment, and slowly walked in the direction of Dengwengu.

The officials who wanted to cry bitterly let the cavalry firmly block behind them, and their faces were red with anger, but in front of the hundreds of thousands of angry people in this Beijing division, they did not have the courage to beg for death in front of Zhu Youxiao before. Just kidding, what happened just now proves that if they dare to beg for death, this group of people may really let themselves and others beg for mercy.

Soon, Zhu Youxiao was in Hou Guoxing. Under the escort of Wang An and others, he slowly walked to the steps where the Dengwen drum was placed, took the mallet handed by Hou Guoxing, and struck it vigorously.

Dengwen Drum! At this time he uttered his cry!

And this time it was the Emperor of the Apocalypse, the ruler of the Ming Empire, who rang him.

As the drums sounded, the surrounding officials knelt down one after another.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

The restless people around them also knelt down.

Hearing that the people behind him began to be quiet, Zhu Youxiao wiped the sweat from his forehead, slowly turned around, handed the mallet in his hand to Wang An, who was on the side, and said loudly to the people kneeling on the ground:

"Back then, Emperor Taizu established this Dengwen drum in order to give the world a place to avenge injustices. Today, I am here to ring the drum to tell you, to tell my people, that as long as I am here, you will not be allowed to suffer any wrongs......"

Hou Guoxing looked up at Zhu Youxiao, who was full of bright red on the steps, and a burst of comfort rose in his heart. This child seems to be slowly getting stronger.

With Zhu Youxiao's speech, the people kneeling near the Dengwen drum began to cry slowly. And the people farther away, although they don't know what Zhu Youxiao said, they also know that the emperor must be the master for them.

Soon, these honest people, these hundreds of thousands of people in Beijing, wept softly in front of this person, like children.

This crying seems to be painful, like sadness, but it is more of a relief.

Yes, just relieved!

Hou Guoxing, who was on guard with cavalry beside Zhu Youxiao, looked at the crying people and had mixed feelings in his heart. In this hierarchical era, the requirements of these low-level people are so simple.

As long as this person, Zhu Youxiao in a dragon robe, softly comforts them, they will get great satisfaction.

Hou Guoxing suddenly understood, why there were emperors in ancient times who issued an edict against themselves. As long as the people can have food, a guilty edict can really solve everything.

At this time, Zhu Youxiao, who had finished speaking, waved his hand and said to his people:

"Go back, everyone! I will definitely give you justice. ”

After a moment of silence, the sound of crying pierced people's thoughts!

Lao Zhangtou's son knelt on the ground and crawled towards Zhu Youxiao.

It wasn't until the cavalry guarding around him blocked his way that he raised his head, pointed to the corpse of the old man Zhang Tou on the side of the Dengwen drum and cried:

"Your Majesty, we can't go back, our home is gone, our land is gone, we have nowhere to go!"

As this voice sounded, the people on the side began to cry again, not because they didn't want to go back, but because many people had no homes.

Hearing the voices of the people crying, I looked at the trembling and homeless people in front of me. Zhu Youxiao's eyes, which were still gentle just now, suddenly became sharp, and his hands were clenched into fists, trying his best to suppress the anger in his heart.

Before Zhu Youxiao could speak, Liu Yixiao, the second assistant on the side, saw that Zhu Youxiao's expression was wrong, and he walked over and said:

"Your Majesty, although the scholars have destroyed the house, they have promised compensation. Now it is still the Ministry of Household Affairs that has transferred relevant disaster relief materials to help the people overcome the immediate difficulties. And now that there are serious casualties, the minister feels ......"

All Liu Yixiao could do in front of him was to appease the people first, and as for who was right and who was wrong between the scholars and the people, he could only pass it over lightly.

Of course, for Liu Yixiao's brushstroke, the officials should be invisible, and there is no other way to deal with it at this time except to appease the people. With thousands of scholars on one side and hundreds of thousands of people on the other, this is a force that no one dares to offend in person.

Soon, under the order of Zhu Youxiao, the forbidden army separated the people and the soldiers, so as not to have another accident later.

The imperial doctors invited from the palace were busy dealing with the injured people, while Zhu Youxiao discussed the solution of the matter with the cabinet ministers on the spot.

Soon, after discussing with the officials, a solution was reached, and the scholars compensated all the losses of the farmers around the Hou family and the vendors who smashed and looted along the way.

As for the other people, the case against the scholar will be handled by the criminal department on the spot, as long as the people can come up with evidence, kill people to pay for their lives, and repay debts.

After all, now that the people are outnumbered, if the emperor does not agree to suppress them on the spot, he can only punish the sins of the scholars first. Of course, there was no civil official who dared to propose the suppression of the peasants at this time, and this might leave an infamy in the history books.

And for the people who hurt people, this problem is not easy to deal with, after all, hundreds of thousands of people are now involved. After some quarrels, Liu Yixian proposed to maintain the punishment made by Yang Lian in the Hou Mansion last night.

The tenants of the Hou family each have 20 canes, and the murderer, Lao Zhangtou, is not pursuing his fault because he is dead. But Lao Zhangtou's son, as the first person to take the lead in rushing into the group of scholars, was imprisoned on the spot and beheaded after the autumn.

In Liu Yixiao's opinion, this sentence is already very lenient for this group of tenants, after all, the news just came from the forbidden army, and the soldiers were in a coma Twenty-seven people, and their lives and deaths were unknown. Thirty-five people may be disabled. And the people tightly injured more than a dozen people.

"Lord Liu, the lower officials want to ask, the people are just passively fighting back, what is the crime? On that day, it was this group of scholars who rushed into the Hou Mansion, pushed his house, and destroyed his fields. Just now, it was these gentlemen who hurt people first, why did the gentlemen just lose money in the end? ”

Hou Guoxing held back the anger in his heart and argued with Liu Yixiao, the second assistant of the cabinet, in front of Zhu Youxiao.

In fact, it is no wonder that Liu Yixiao is in this matter, after asking the hundred officials and scholars just now, no one can find out who is the first to hurt people among the scholars. It's saying that now that the scholars have suffered heavy casualties, they can't be clicked a few.

"Hou Guoxing, what else do you want? If it weren't for you kidnapping the scholars, how could we be today? Yang Lian, who was pale-faced on the side, came out and made another accusation at Hou Guoxing.

looked at Zhao Lanxing, the servant of the ministry who had swollen eyes like lanterns beside him, and hated Hou Guoxing even more in his heart.

It turned out that Zhao Lanxing, the servant of the Ministry of Officials, happened to be standing with Yang Lian and the others just now, but unfortunately the cavalry stayed in the angry crowd. In the end, when he loudly reprimanded the people, Lord Zhao didn't know whose black hand he had fallen.