Liu Tongxun risked his life to admonish the new master

The prison temple opened the prison and released the wronged officials

Emperor Qianlong was a Taiping emperor who regarded himself as highly talented. He is not like the Holy Grandfather who wants to conquer the south and the north, except for Aobai, and level the three feudatories; It is not like Emperor Yongzheng who had to kill his brother and slaughter his brother and occupy Nestle to sit on the dragon chair, when he ascended the throne, Hongshi, the only political enemy among the three brothers, had been executed by the first emperor. His talents were useless, so he used them for other purposes.

In the first spring of the first year after Qianlong's reform, he bowed to the court. To the view of the hall of virtue more plain clothes, led the kings, ministers to Cining Palace to the queen mother to congratulate. Then return to the Taihe Hall to be worshiped by the ministers. Then, Qianlong and the scholars of the Hanlin Academy gave his ancestor Kaoyan a name for the most beautiful and noble words in the world.

The nickname he gave to Taizu said:

Taizu Chengtian, Guangyun, Shengde, Shengong, Zhaoji, Liji, Ren, Xiaorui, Wuduanyi, Qin'an, Hongwen, Dingye, Gao Emperor.

Empress Xiaoci said:

Filial piety, Zhaoxian, respect, Shunren, Weiyi, Deqing, Xiancheng, Tianfu, Shenggao, Empress.

Taizong's nickname said:

Taizong should be Tianxing, the country is prosperous, the virtue is Zhangwukuan, Wenren, Shengrui, filial piety, Jingmin, Zhaoding, Longdao, and the meritorious Emperor Wen.

Empress Xiaoduan respects the ......

If you want to write out all the names from Taizu to Yongzheng - Sejong or ask you to recite them, you have to become a nerve.

This is the mindset and logic of China's unique imperial thought: if they put the best words and phrases in the world on the heads of their ancestors and themselves, they will always have an unattainable glorious image in the minds of the common people. As everyone knows, before they died, the people widely spread the secret history of the court that hindered their dignity, and the stinking legends and stories of absurdity and corruption. This is in line with the fact that the will of the people is a rod and scale, and the will of the people is history.

Just when Qianlong's nickname was flying all over the sky, and celebrations, pilgrimages, sacrifices, and gifts were joyfully busy, God was quietly casting a web of disasters that threatened the Son of Peace. The tyranny, arbitrariness, and great joy of the Yongzheng Dynasty have borne inexhaustible bitter fruits.

On this day, Qianlong got up early in the fifth watch as usual, and as usual, Gao Wuyong and other eunuchs and guards hugged each other. After passing through a palace gate and putting a firecracker, I came to the Qianqing Palace, where a large number of courtiers from the six departments and nine Qings were kneeling under the jade steps. They all heard the sound of firecrackers from the young emperor and rushed from various government offices non-stop, led by Zhang Tingyu, the 65-year-old prime minister of the Three Dynasties (Manchu Prime Minister Ortai had taken a leave of absence due to illness), and the newly appointed co-ministers of prime minister's affairs, Naqin, Haiwang, and Xu Ben, were in the front.

Qianlong entered the main hall, and the ministers walked under the leadership of Zhang Hengchen, entered the main hall and knelt and kowtowed, and the mountain shouted long live.

The early dynasty was the same as usual - Emperor Qianlong said some words about how the new dynasty would be peaceful and peaceful, and how the ministers should be diligent in government; The chief minister, a certain old scholar of Shangshu Pavilion, presented a few words of how the new lord is wise and intelligent, and finally Gao Wuyong sang a promise:

"There is a book, but there is no book!"

"Minister, Liu Tongxun has a playbook!"

At this time, Liu Tongxun, who was a waiter in the Yongzheng Dynasty, resolutely went out of class, held a thick book of recitals, and knelt on the ground.

This is really a stone that stirs up a thousand waves, and the atmosphere in the hall is tight, and even the chic Qianlong is also stunned.

Liu Tongxun is a big black man of forty-six or seven, with a burly figure, thick eyebrows and leopard eyes, a towering forehead, and a blue glow on the top of his head. looks arrogant and uninhibited, and even his neck is twisted like a steel plate, as if he will bounce up with a "bang" when he touches it slightly. Everyone knows that this "strong order" is out of class and handing over excerpts, and it is never a good thing.

"Hand it over!" Qianlong's eyes were like electricity, he glanced at Liu Tongxun, and tried his best to say in a calm tone.

"Piercing!"

Gao Wuyong bowed forward, came to Liu Tongxun and whispered something, took the medal that Liu Tongxun held on the "light tile", retreated, and presented it to the emperor with both hands.

Qianlong took the fold and opened it to look at it. After reading a few lines, his face changed sharply, and the hand holding the fold began to tremble slightly. After seeing less than half of it, he threw the fold on the dragon case, and stared at Liu Tongxun who was kneeling on the ground with a pair of hideous angry eyes. Qianlong clenched his fists with both hands, his fists clenched and gurgling, and he stood up suddenly, thinking about having a seizure. But he suppressed his anger again, and stood there, turned his back, and patiently read the twists and turns.

The ministers, who had already been allowed to "level down", saw that Qianlong was so angry, and the twenty-five or sixteen-year-old man was already trembling with anger, and his straight spine arched down, and suddenly bounced up again, and so on three times. Knowing that the thunder was furious and the catastrophe was coming, Zhang Tingyu took the lead first, and then knelt down with a brush. Probably Qianlong heard the sound of kneeling on the ground, turned around suddenly, and roared angrily:

"What do you kneel? Scatter the dynasty! ”

As if they had met an amnesty, the ministers got up, scrambled back and squeezed out of the hall.

Liu Tongxun was still kneeling there.

Zhang Tingyu retreated to the door and stopped, turned around, Qianlong waved his hand at Zhang Tingyu, and said with an urn voice:

"Hengchen, you go, this ...... It's not about you! ”

"Long live the anger and take care of the dragon." Zhang Tingyu sighed and left. Qianlong instructed Gao Wuyong:

"Close the temple door!"

The doors of the temple were shut. The main hall was empty, only the standing emperor, the kneeling ministers, and even Gao Wuyong, the guards, and the eunuchs felt the strong scorching ** smell, and retreated far away, retreating outside the curtain.

Like an angry out-of-control lion, Qianlong walked over and walked over in the main hall. He walked past Liu Tongxun twice, raised his foot, and hated to kick this second son of rebel to death. But his feet were lifted up, and he was lowered, and he was lowered and raised, and at last, as if he had become a wounded beast, he retreated to a corner of the gloomy hall and licked his wounds. After a long while, he suddenly let out a roar from the darkness:

"Liu Tongxun, aren't you afraid of death?"

"Your Majesty," Liu Tongxun straightened up, "Your Majesty has prepared two coffins." ”

"Two coffins?" Qianlong was also stunned.

"Give myself a mouthful, give my son Liu Yong a mouthful......"

"Your son Liu Yong?" Qianlong sneered, "I want to cut off your head, and I want to cut off your son Liu Yong's head before I have decided yet, why do you want to take your son on the same line?" Do you threaten me with the heads of two generations of your father and your son? Are you going to use death to admonish me, saying that I am a generation of faint kings? ”

"The emperor ascended the throne and changed the yuan, at the beginning of the new dynasty, long live the young man and the intelligent, which is the blessing of all the people in the world! The hope of all peoples! Liu Tongxun's twisted neck stalk, "snorted" straightened, fearless and unhurried, "However, the sentences played by His Majesty are true, and the bitter fruit left by the previous dynasty must be eaten if you eat it, and you must eat it if you don't eat it." In the fourth year of Yongzheng, the Yellow River was cut off, thousands of miles of red land, more than 3.6 million starving people died, eight years of floods in the south of the Yangtze River, the Central Plains drought, and more than 4 million starved to death, the people in the world want to live, the emperor ......"

"I, I ......" The reason why Qianlong finally couldn't kick this rebel to death was precisely because he revealed the cruel facts, "I'm not blind, and I still need you to play blindly?" ”

"Your Majesty, when you were in the domain, your subordinates accompanied you to Shandong and Henan for secret visits, have you seen some truths......" Liu Tongxun suddenly took out a picture scroll from his robe and held it up, "But Your Majesty, there are still things you haven't seen, even the micro-ministers who have been household officials for many years have never seen it." This is a kind-hearted painter and monk, who spent three years painting the ...... one by one in front of the starving people who are dying of hunger."

"So, what's that?" Qianlong walked over, wanted to look but didn't dare to look and said, "You, you spread it out!" ”

"Yes." Liu Tongxun prostrated himself and unfolded the "Thousand Miles of Hunger" painted by the monk on the ground.

Qianlong came over, watched, watched, as if he had seen the tragic scene of the Yama Hell Fire Sea Blood Lake, his eyes stared in horror, his body shook a few times, and he almost fell to the ground. He tried his best to hold his head, and said:

"Liu Tongxun, Liu Tongxun...... The ministers of the court, the officials of the Quartet, singing and dancing everywhere, everyone is vying for my sycophancy...... Why do you want to present this ghost "Thousand Miles of Hunger" to me? With the size of the Qing Dynasty, which year did there not have floods and droughts, and which year did there not have hungry people fleeing the famine and begging? When you are on an errand in the household department, isn't it the imperial warehouse of the Qing Dynasty that is in charge, and you have to allocate imperial grain for disaster relief every year? A few days ago, I weighed the water of the Yellow River, and I knew that this year would be another year of great drought, so I was already ready to open a warehouse for disaster relief? ”

"Your Majesty, in the year of the catastrophe, it is better to open a position than to open a prison first!"

"Open for prison?"

"You also know," Liu Tongxun saw that his bitter advice began to work, so he let go of his courage and simply said it thoroughly, "In the later years of the Yongzheng Dynasty, many honest and capable officials in the feudal territory were arrested and imprisoned indiscriminately because of the root cure of flood and drought disasters and the improvement of water conservancy. Yang Mingshi, the governor of Yunnan, and Lu Zhuo, the governor of Zhejiang, are; And cool officials like Tian Wenjing, as well as corrupt officials who take bribes behind the back of the imperial court, are rewarded and popular. There have always been great disasters and greed, and even the money and food for the relief of the victims have fallen into their own pockets. Your Majesty, before opening a warehouse for disaster relief in a disaster year, if you don't open the prison first, and let those honest officials who are loyal to the emperor reinstate their positions, everything will be a bamboo basket to draw water, and the work will be lost! ”

"You get up!"

Liu Tongxun looked at Qianlong, as if he didn't understand what he said, and still knelt there blinking his eyes.

"Are you deaf?" Qianlong suddenly screamed, "Liu Tongxun, I told you to get out!" ”

Liu Tongxun got up in confusion and looked at Qianlong:

"The Emperor's ......"

Qianlong turned his back and said to himself for a while:

"You have repeatedly slandered the emperor, and I should have cut off your head...... Let's put it on the top of your bare head first. Liu Tongxun, I will allow you to play, you will go with Fu Heng and Sun Jiagan, the secretary of the Criminal Department, to clean up the Prison God Temple first, release those real honest officials and officials, and change the Yuan Dynasty to do things! ”

"Minister-" Liu Tongxun kowtowed deeply to the ground, "Command!" Picking up the "Thousand Miles of Hunger Picture" from the ground, he stood up straight and asked hesitantly, "This...... What to do with this picture? ”

"Stay, don't say to anyone that there is this picture."

"Yes, Emperor Shengming."

"Holy Fart." Qianlong was like a gelding who had lost a battle, waved his hand to Liu Tongxun, called Gao Wuyong over, and went back to the palace.

Fu Heng and Liu Tongxun were ordered by the emperor to cooperate with Sun Jiagan, the secretary of the Criminal Department, to clean up the prison and reduce the backlog of unjust cases, so as to invite the luck of heaven.

On this day, Fu Heng rode his horse to the alley deep in the flowers, and turned two more corners, which was the beekeeping road. Fu Heng looked from afar and saw Liu Tongxun standing in front of the Prison God Temple waiting for him. He turned over and dismounted, threw the reins to the family casually, greeted him with a spring breeze and said with a smile:

"It's better to come early than to come by chance, I expected that you would have to come after the time of Shen, but you came first."

"Say hello to the sixth master." Liu Tongxun said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "The humble post has just arrived." The sixth master is sitting on the throne, how dare the lower officials slack off? ”

With that, the two walked into the Prison God Temple.

This prison temple is said to be a "temple", in fact, as early as the Kangxi Dynasty, it was changed into a temporary detention center, and a stone's throw south from here is the prison of the Criminal Department. During the Kangxi period, the prison temple was under the jurisdiction of the Zongren Mansion of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, and it was a place dedicated to imprisoning the nobles of the clan who broke the law. Prince Lao Yi Yunxiang, the eldest elder brother, and the tenth elder brother have all been confined here. Beijingers jokingly called "Luotang Chicken Stay", perhaps because of the bad reputation, since the third year of Yongzheng, it was changed to the management of Dali Temple, and then transferred to the Criminal Department, specifically to imprison the criminal court members who are pending trial.

All the way, both of them were sweating profusely, but as soon as they entered the Prison God Temple, a strange and miserable wind blew, the sweat was gone, and there was a layer of goosebumps. When he came to the main hall, the ugly monster Sun Jiagan was already sitting there waiting, Fu Heng saw Sun Shangshu, and said with a smile:

"Master Sun, you have squatted in the Prison God Temple, and now you are an official of the Criminal Department and in charge of the Prison God Temple, you should have personal experience."

"Sixth master, Lord Liu," Sun Jiagan is the same age as Liu Tongxun, and he is also a strong order like Liu Tongxun, and he also had several ups and downs in Kangxi and Yongzheng Dynasty, he was imprisoned, released, and returned to Beijing. He said in a humorous manner, "Back then, Fang Bao squatted in the prison of the Criminal Department and wrote the heirloom work "Miscellaneous Notes in Prison", but unfortunately Sun was not like Mr. Fang, and he squatted in the prison in vain. The sixth master is a great talent, but unfortunately the sixth master has no chance again. ”

"It's hard to say, one day the emperor is unhappy and sends my Fu Heng to the Prison God Temple, and I have to ask Lord Sun to take care of it!"

"If this is really the case, Sun will have the honor to marry the sixth master." Sun Jiagan laughed a few words, and then turned to Liu Tongxun and said, "Lord Liu's coffin and death are the only ones who have cleaned up the prison of the Criminal Department today." The lower officials have made a brief count, and the prison temple is currently holding 102 officials and prisoners ordered by the imperial court, of which 65 are innocent people, including Yang Mingshi, Shi Yizhi, Lu Zhuo, the former governor of Zhejiang, Dong Jiucheng, the former servant of the Criminal Department, and Zhang Zhao, the former Shangshu of the Criminal Department, Ha Yuansheng, the general Yang Wei and the governor of Guizhou, Dong Fang, the deputy general, Yuan Zhancheng, De Xishou and others who were imprisoned because of Guizhou Miao Affairs; In addition, there are also important generals such as Fu Erdan, Yue Zhongqi, and Chen Tai, who have been negligent in using troops in the northwest over the years. ”

"Oh, yo! It's really a talent pool in the Qing Dynasty. Fu Heng teased Erlang and said.

"Master Sun," Liu Tongxun asked in surprise when he heard this, "As the secretary of the Criminal Department, you are in charge of the national criminal prisons. Do you know how many innocent officials like the Prison God Temple are locked up in prisons across the country? ”

"The lower officials are ordering the provinces to count."

"How many are estimated?"

"Let's talk less, more than 2,000 people."

"How much?"

"It's only about 3,000 people."

"Well, that's a lot." Fu Heng nodded.

"Sixth Master," although Liu Tongxun is a rough man, he knows very well that Sixth Master Fu is a relative of the emperor, and the unjust prison must be handled, so it is indispensable for him to talk more to the emperor, and said thoughtfully, "Shall we go to the prison first to have a look, and then examine the case file separately?" ”

"Okay, okay," Fu Heng got up, "Master Sun, everything is arranged by you, let's go with you." ”

"Please."

Sun Jiagan took the lead and led Fu Heng and Liu Tongxun towards the gloomy and miserable cell. In front of him, the prison priest carried a string of keys that sounded, opened layer after layer of iron gates, and walked all the way, Fu Heng hummed all the way:

100-year-old dream butterfly,

It's hard to look back on.

Spring is coming today,

Ming Dynasty flowers,

Urgent punishment is extinguished at night.

Thinking about the Qin Palace and Han Pass,

They all made withered grass, cattle and sheep.

Don't you have nothing to say.

Longitudinal Grave Monument,

Don't distinguish dragons and snakes.

Sun Jiagan looked back and smiled:

"Sixth Master, you are so interested."

"Just give yourself courage." Fu Heng was still speechless, and suddenly heard a scream from the depths of the darkness. The three of them stopped in horror, but the old prison officer said:

"Your Excellency, it's fine. Prison people often daydream, scream, and even roar like wild beasts. ”

"Look over there!" Sun Jiagan started and came to a single cell where senior officials were held for serious offenders, and the old prison director pointed to the dark place where there was sudden silence and said:

"This is Dong Jiucheng, the former servant of the Criminal Department."

"It's Lord Dong......" Liu Tongxun hurriedly stepped forward and called, "Lord Dong!" Master Dong! I saw a thin old man curled under the iron grille, his black and thin face covered by his messy hair, but he fell there motionless like a piece of rotten wood. Sun Jiagan seemed to see something unexpected, and urgently ordered:

"the door!"

The prison director opened the prison door. Liu Tongxun stumbled in, helped Dong Jiucheng up, and saw that he had committed suicide by hanging the fence, and his body was cold.

"Master Dong...... We're too late! Liu Tongxun hugged Dong Jiucheng's thin body and walked out step by step. Suddenly, a tsunami of wild shouts rolled up in the gloom on both sides of the iron fence:

"Master Dong, let's go! Good walk—"

"Kill me! Yongzheng ...... Kill me! ”

"Oh my God! You've arrested me for three years, and if you don't kill or judge, I can't stand it, I can't stand it! Let me die! ”

"Die...... Let me die! ”

"Hahaha...... Yongzheng, you come and cut off your head......"

Even a carefree son like Fu Heng was frightened by this tragic scene. But Liu Tongxun was bold and shouted:

"Emperor Yongzheng Dragon has returned to heaven, and now he is the son of Qianlong, you don't have to shout. Real gold is not afraid of fire, and it is not real gold if it is afraid of fire. The emperor has ordered Fu Liuye, Lord Sun and this official to clean up the unjust prison, and the wrongful case will be revealed in a few days, so you just wait! ”

The prison immediately fell silent.

Back in the main hall, Sun Jiagan said excitedly:

"Sixth Master, Lord Liu, the three of us will go together to invite the emperor. These people will not be released from prison again, but I am afraid that some of them will not be able to survive. The lower official has not been in the Criminal Department for a long time, and it turns out that the Prison God Temple is a prisoner of the first emperor, so it is difficult to ask. I only recently read the case files, and most of them have a reason for the incident, and there is no real evidence. ”

"What Master Sun said is very true," Liu Tongxun echoed, "These so-called Qin criminals turned out to be officials in the same dynasty, who doesn't know whom?" It is all the anger of the emperor of Daxing, the likes and dislikes of one person, and he will be imprisoned, without discussion or trial, who can withstand such torture? We can't just wait a minute. ”

"Let's go!" Fu Heng was also shocked by Dong Jiucheng's death.

After Fu Heng, Liu Tongxun, and Sun Jiagan played in person, Qianlong successively approved their trial excerpts, and successively released Yang Mingshi, Shi Yizhi, Lu Zhuo, and Dong Jiucheng, the former waiter of the Criminal Department (deceased, released Zhaoxue) from the Prison God Temple.

In July of the first year, Cui was exempted from latent crimes. In September, Ha Yuansheng, Dong Fang, Yuan Zhancheng, De Xishou and others were exempted from the crime of delaying Miao Jiang.

In the first month of the second year, Wang Shijun was released. In April, Fu Erdan, Yue Zhongqi, and Chen Tai were released......

In the end, there was a former criminal department Shangshu Zhang Zhao left in the prison temple, which was a few days after Yongzheng's death, announcing that the world Hongli was the mourning period for the new emperor who had not yet ascended the throne and changed the yuan, and Zhang Zhao was recalled by Qianlong, and he was imprisoned a month later.

One day in June, Zhang Tingyu handed over Zhang Zhao's case file to Fu Heng, because the emperor asked Fu Heng and Liu Tongxun to pass on the decree for interrogation. Liu Tongxun has nothing to do with Zhang Zhao, but Zhang Zhao has been the master of Qianlong and Fu Heng, so Liu Tongxun was the chief judge.

"Alas, I didn't expect that I Fu Heng would come to interrogate Zhang Zhao today...... This is my teacher...... I want to learn music and rhythm from him, and learn piano and chess...... When I was only six years old, he practiced calligraphy with my hands, and he is the most famous calligrapher in the Qing Dynasty today! ”

When Liu Tongxun saw Fu Heng say this, he covered his face with his hands, and tears were already rolling down. In fact, when Qianlong met him just now, when he talked about Zhang Zhao, he was also like this, with tears and tears.

Zhang Zhao committed an ordinary crime, hundreds of thousands of sergeants were invited by him, and the laborers went in to suppress and sweep away the rebels. A scholar, a scholar of Confucianism, who told you to ask for anything, and what military order to make? Before Yongzheng died, he heard that Zhang Zhao had lost the battle, and gritted his teeth and scolded:

"Really...... Really, useless is a scholar! ”

"Sixth Master, it's useless to be sad." Liu Tongxun comforted Fu Heng and said, "We can only do our best to tell Old Master Zhang to suffer less from flesh and skin." What comes next...... I don't embarrass the sixth master about this. I don't have a teacher-student friendship with Zhang Zhao, this black face is sung by me, you just sit and listen. ”

"As far as you can see," Fu Heng sighed, "what punishment should he be sentenced to for this crime?" ”

"Ling Chi is ......"

"Ling Chi?" Fu Heng jumped up from his seat in fright.

"Ling Chi can't reach it," Liu Tongxun said, "It's not so much that he violated the law of the country, but that he committed the military law." If you miss the military plane, it is inevitable to sit and be killed! ”

"Can't save a life?"

"As for extrajudicial favors," Liu Tongxun said slowly, "we as courtiers dare not discuss it." ”

"It's really self-inflicted...... Fu Heng didn't know whether to say himself or Zhang Zhao, and sighed again, "Please ask him to come and talk!" ”

The prison officer passed the word, and there was a sound of iron doors, iron ropes, and Zhang Zhao, who was wearing a wooden flail wrapped in yellow silk, walked up to the main hall of the prison temple without any disorder.

is still a man in his early forties, but Zhang Zhao is already an old minister of the Three Dynasties like Zhang Tingyu. When Kangxi was a first-class jinshi in the forty-eighth year of high school, he had just made his fourteenth birthday, and he was a veritable young talent. After passing it on, he was elected as a member of the Hanlin Academy, and edited the "Twenty-four Articles of Hadith" for Kangxi. During the Yongzheng period, it was ordered to add notes, changed its name to "Holy Oracle Guangxun", and issued the Tianxia School Palace, which is still a must-read homework for students all over the world.

Four years ago, he was the secretary of the Criminal Department, in charge of the prison temple, but now he has become a prisoner here. He was very particular about his appearance, and although he wore torture equipment, his robe was still cleanly washed and ironed. The expression on Bai Jing's face was serene, and he did not have the appearance of ordinary prisoners at all.

Zhang Zhao walked up to the main hall and looked at Fu Heng and Liu Tongxun who greeted the steps.

"Punish Master Zhang." Liu Tongxun saw Fu Heng's disapproval, he just stood there stunned, waved his arms and ordered, "Brother Detian, come up and sit, let's talk first." ”

Zhang Zhao was taken off the wooden flail, and seemed to suddenly wake up and take a step. Fu Heng gave up his hand, he sat in the main seat first, let Zhang Zhao sit in the guest seat, and Liu Tongxun entered the accompanying seat at the bottom. For a while, the three of them were relatively speechless. After being silent for a while, Fu Heng coughed his throat and said:

"The teacher's complexion is fine, he hasn't been wronged here."

"Cheng Sixth Master takes care of me, the people here treat me very well." Zhang Zhao said, "They used to be my subordinates, but now who is willing to embarrass me?" ”

"I went to the house a few days ago, and I saw my sister-in-law." Liu Tongxun and Zhang Zhao are officials at the same time, and they actually have a good relationship, "The family is good, don't worry about it." Madame is worried about your food, clothing, and daily life, and she has to send things over. I said no, I can take care of all these things. ”

"It's still Lord Yanqing's affection," Zhang Zhao suddenly felt sour in his heart, "I know what I have done." When the case is closed, if the two can still give a convenience and let them see their children and wives, it will be enough. ”

As he spoke, his eyes were already red. Liu Tongxun nodded, looked at Fu Heng, stood up, and said with a straight face:

"Tongxun has something to ask Zhang Zhao for the order!"

Fu Heng, who was unrelenting, still trembled when he heard the words agreed in advance, and he hurriedly stood up and stood behind Liu Tongxun. Zhang Zhao hurriedly left his seat, knelt there, blinked his eyes and kowtowed:

"The criminal Zhang Xi listened to ......"

"Er is a man of literature," Liu Tongxun's face was ruthless, and he said coldly, "The first time the Miao Jiang incident started, once it was calmed down, and the second time it rose again, the first emperor did not intend to send ministers to supervise the army. According to the prelude, you don't understand military affairs, why do you repeatedly ask Ying to come to the enemy, and play it according to the facts! ”

"The matter of pacifying Miaojiang and changing the land and returning to the stream, there is nothing wrong with the decision of the first emperor." Zhang Zhao knew that there must be this question, and he was already confident, "Ortai, who started Yong, strongly advocated the reversion, and the military suffered a slight defeat, and he was panicked and panicked, so he asked for a stop to change." At that time, the criminals thought that this was due to mutual prevarication and inconsistent military orders. I thought that I would be able to win the military exercise by presiding over the military with a scholar, so I took the liberty to ask for it. Now that he has failed the mission, the criminal should be severely punished by the military order of the country's law, and he does not dare to pretend to be too subtle. ”

Liu Tongxun and Fu Heng knew that Zhang Zhao didn't tell a lie about the course of the matter, but in fact, the behind-the-scenes article was his teacher Zhang Tingyu. Zhang Zhao himself also wanted to be a romantic general, which led to a fiasco.

"In order to uphold justice and integrity, without partiality, only by being united can we share the same hatred for the enemy." Liu Tongxun repeated Qianlong's words, "You can automatically ask for help, why did you secretly play the 'diversion is not the best strategy' in any month, what is the feud between Ha Yuansheng and Er?" Why did you blindly reuse the deputy general Dong Fang, causing the main and deputy generals to rub off the grievances. Is you going to collect seedlings and return to the stream, or is you going to divide the land for Kazakhstan and Dong? ”

This is a more fatal question, digging into the root of Zhang Tingyu's rivalry with Ortai. Zhang Mingming knew that he was a dying person, of course he couldn't be involved with his mentor Zhang Tingyu. Now that Ortai is sick and retired, Zhang Hengchen is in charge, this is the only big tree that can save his family in the future. This big tree can't fall. He pondered and said:

"This is a miscalculation of the criminal minister's dispatch, and it is also an act of ignorance of military affairs." Thinking about it again, it is not possible to take responsibility, "At this time, I reflect on myself, and the sin is indeed unjust." Dong Fang's literature is better, and he gets along with his ministers in private, and he is more willing to make meritorious contributions. This selfishness cannot escape the holy example. ”

"Are you going to war, or are you going to make the moon?"

"The sinner is convicted, convicted!"

At this point, the questioning is over. Fu Heng listened to Zhang Zhao's answer, and he was slightly relieved. Liu Tongxun saw that Fu Heng was speechless, so he shouted loudly:

"Someone!"

"Piercing!"

A few Goshha came out in response, and Liu Tong shouted:

"Go to Zhang Zhao and wear a flower feather!"

"Piercing!"

Zhang Zhao's face was pale, he staggered and waved his hand, stopped Goshha who pounced on him, plucked the peacock feather himself, held it with both hands, and bowed down and bowed deeply:

"Thanksgiving!"

So saying, he walked out of the main hall under the escort of Goshha and went to where he was supposed to go. Fu Heng caught up with two steps and said loudly behind him:

"Teacher take care ......"

Liu Tongxun was stunned, as if he was being punished.