4-69 Student Tide

Guo Zheng's case of hurting people is over, and the trial results and interrogation records are sealed by two judges and two hearing officers and presented to the emperor. The case of the criminal Guo Zheng suspected of killing his wife was taken over by Nanchang and directly escorted away, and Zhao Huo was suspected of insulting the imperial family and was escorted to the prison to await trial.

This vigorous trial finally ended successfully, and after the Qingtian Lord and other subordinates completed the handover of the official documents with the Dali Temple, they walked out of the yamen in the cheers, and cordially met with the people who were grateful to Dade, an old man in his seventies and eighties, and the kind of soil that was buried in his neck and could be braided at any time, trembling under the support of his children and grandchildren, he moved over to kowtow to Liu Ziguang: "Qingtian, I haven't seen such a god-like Qingtian lord for decades." Liu Ziguang hurriedly helped the old man up: "Old man, this is what this official should do, as an official of the imperial court, it is his duty to avenge the people." ”

"Lord Qingtian, please accept the little girls." More than a dozen Qinglou women brushed together to give Zhenwu Bo a blessing. A few tall men came up from behind, unfurling a banner with a bang, and the four big characters "Mirror Hanging" were still dripping with ink, which seemed to have just been written. Liu Ziguang laughed heartily and said: "Fathers and fellow villagers, if you have any grievances in the future, you still have to believe in the court and the emperor's ......" For a time, the front of the Yamen of Dali Temple was full of people, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

After the plague gods of Nanchang left, Gonggong Cao also took his leave, Feng Qingshan and Xu Jiujing hurriedly arranged a sedan chair and horses, and contacted colleagues to prepare to go to Wubo in this town together tomorrow to rescue Zhao Huo.

Good things don't go out, bad things spread thousands of miles, Zhao Huo was beaten by Zhen Wubo in the left capital of the Imperial Palace, and the matter of being imprisoned for no reason spread all over the capital overnight, and the readers were stunned, and then there was extreme indignation, the Metropolitan Procuratorate specially corrected the impeachment of the hundred divisions, identified the wrongs, and supervised the various ways, for the eyes and ears of the Son of Heaven, every imperial history has been strictly examined and selected, not only the business is profound, but also morally exemplary, to become an imperial history is the glory of every reader in the Ming Dynasty, But now their idol was brutally beaten in court by a martial artist, which was really unbearable.

The Donglin Party is in action, the Metropolitan Procuratorate is in action, all the scholars are in action, a group of ministers are working hard at home, and the young students of Guozijian are also ready to move, if the court cannot give a satisfactory result, then they will threaten to boycott the examination. The four princes of Jiangnan were the most excited, jumping up and down to contact the lifters of various provinces to act together, basically except for the lifters in Shandong who did not dump them, the lifters in the rest of the places listened to Hou Fangyu's infectious incitement, and all responded positively, and a student tide was already brewing.

Zhu Youxiao has already received the results of the three trials, he is not surprised by the result of Guo Zheng's guilt, he is surprised that Guo Zheng actually has another case, Zhao Huo's matter, Zhu Youxiao did not feel that there was anything wrong with Liu Ziguang's disposal, the concubine and the eldest princess suffered so much in the people, Zhu Youxiao has always felt guilty, during this time, he has changed the law to serve his mother and sister, greet him in the morning and evening, and always eat together.

In the past, when she was in exile, it was okay for the imperial sister to be bullied, but now she is the eldest princess, and she is still humiliated

, how can I swallow this breath, Zhu Youxiao doesn't care what kind of imperial history Zhao Huo is, he made up his mind, and any excerpts that plead for Zhao Huo tomorrow will be left in the middle.

In the yamen of the South Factory, more than ten people lined up in the compound, Liu Ziguang politely said to everyone his hard work, and then walked up to one person and said: "Lao Zhang, you will have to have a degree of pretending to be an old man in the future, and the old man who is dying will come out to see the excitement, do you think it is true?" Go to the door to learn how to walk, and when you are satisfied with your learning, you will come back to eat. ”

"Yes." Previously at the gate of Dali Temple pretended to be the old man's face with a look of shame out of the queue to learn the old man to walk, the rest of the people still stand straight to listen to the factory supervisor's lecture, these men and women are very familiar, Dali Temple in front of the coaxing, cheering, it is they who build momentum.

"As a fanzi, first of all, you must be a qualified actor, the actor is the play, do you understand the play, the demeanor should be natural, the expression should be true, the action and language should be in line with the characteristics of the person you play, there is a great dramatist Stanislavsky once said, actors regardless of size, everyone on the stage of our South Factory is the leading actor, there is no trick, because any mistake of everyone is related to the success or failure of the action, today's action in Dali Temple is just a small warm-up, and there is no danger, But what if it's in Beijing? The slightest mistake on your part could cost you your own life and jeopardize the entire operation. Therefore, it is very important to strengthen personal cultivation, and go back to the governor to find a few masters to teach you and disband. ”

After the men and women gave a salute to the factory governor and then dispersed, Liu Ziguang shook his head and said to Sun Gang who was standing aside: "Go find a few charlatans to teach them, you can't rely on the drama team, what is the role of what is a qualified Nanchang fanzi, there can be no mistakes in the accent of costumes and props, this matter is left to you." ”

The next morning, sure enough, a large number of old ministers wrote to reprimand the criminal behavior of the governor of Nanchang, and a few old guys bluntly said that Nanchang wanted to follow the path of the old Dongchang, flying high, bullying ministers, insulting Sven, it was really a cancer of the Ming Dynasty. What they said was that the spitting stars were flying sideways, but they didn't mention why Liu Ziguang beat Zhao Huo, what they meant was that military generals must not beat civil officials, and no matter how big the crimes of civil officials were, they could only be handed over to higher-level civil officials to deal with.

Zhu Youxiao's anger trembled, he grew up with the eunuchs and palace maids since he was a child, and he read less sage books, where can he withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of these old pedants quoting scriptures, and these ministers are bent on repeating the old things in the Longqing period, completely overthrowing the emperor, and grasping the power in the hands of the cabinet, so this time he found the handle, and united to concentrate firepower to admonish the death, Zhu Youxiao was only a sixteen-year-old boy after all, and he brushed his sleeves away in anger.

The ministers chased from the Wuying Hall to the Qianqing Gate, and after being stopped by the Ouchi guards, they knelt on the ground and did not get up, shouting for the little emperor to beat their court staff.

The palace was so noisy, and the outside of the palace was even more lively, and the lifters took to the streets to protest against the atrocities of the South Factory, and for a time the situation in the capital changed dramatically.

This campaign seems to be aimed at Nanchang and Zhen Wubo, but the people who hurt are the current emperor, and his confidant will be hit in order to maintain the reputation of the eldest princess, which is unacceptable to Zhu Youxiao, so a counterattack kicked off that night.

First of all, Wei Zhongxian was involved, as a eunuch leader, Wei Zhongxian was not treated well from the first day he sat in the position of the commander of the East Factory, and the civil officials did not even pay attention to the South Factory of Zhen Wubo, not to mention that he was the eunuch in charge of the East Factory, in order to please the emperor, and in order to consolidate his position, strengthening cooperation with the brother unit South Factory is the first priority at present.

Wei Zhongxian saw the little emperor's sad face, so he cautiously asked, but in order to clear the kneeling officials outside the door? Zhu Youxiao said yes, I don't want to be a faint king if I don't beat them, but their requirements are too much, it's like riding the town's neck and.

Wei Zhongxian said: "The servants are not clear, but the loyalty of Lord Zhenwubo is still clear, those ministers are obviously jealous of Zhenwubo's merits, according to the slaves, these ministers are old and confused, and the imperial court should also promote some young and promising ministers like Wubo in the township....."

"What do you know as a eunuch?" Zhu Youxiao reprimanded, Huang Jiuqian's experience has not been forgotten, he always remembers the truth that eunuchs cannot be reused after all, but Wei Zhongxian's words did remind Zhu Youxiao that most of these courtiers are old and frail, and their eyes are dizzy. You can't do business, so what's the use of dragging them back?

"Spread the order, let them all go back, and I will give them an explanation tomorrow." Zhu Youxiao said coldly, if you want to earn your reputation with the court staff, there is no door, and you will drive them back to their hometown one by one tomorrow!

When the ministers heard the decree and thought that the emperor had yielded, they went back to their homes with great satisfaction, waiting for the good news of tomorrow.

The demonstrators wandered around for a long time, and now they seriously underestimated the influence of Zhen Wubo in the hearts of the common people. Not only were there very few people who echoed them, but the people on the street looked at them with mockery, like a group of monkeys playing tricks. I didn't expect the bitches on the banks of the Qinhuai River to go on strike collectively today, in fact, it's not that they don't pick up guests, but people have a choice, first ask the guests if they are supporters of Zhen Wubo, if so, then please come in and drink, if not, I'm sorry, please leave.

A large number of lifters ate the closed door for no reason, and they were suddenly hit, and as soon as the three-minute heat passed, few people followed the four sons of Jiangnan to join in the fun, and they dispersed to do what they should do.

Watching the supporters disperse one by one, the fourth son's new became cooler and cooler, "Big brother, what should we do?" The three little brothers set their eyes on Hou Fangyu together.

"They don't do it, let's do it, let's go, go to the Drunken Immortal Tower, I want to make the crimes of Nanchang public in a unique way!"