Chapter 120: The Scholar Riots
In front of the Confucian Temple full of fireworks, a strange scene appeared, dozens of officials were escorted by the Han generals, and they were lying on the bench that had been prepared. ”
The ministers lying on the bench looked calm, and some people replied: "It's easy to say, it's easy to say." ”
Then the commander Tongzhi shouted at the hundred Han generals: "What are you going to do, punish all the adults." ”
"Papai ......" The Han generals raised their water and fire sticks high and hit the officials' buttocks fiercely, and the beaten ministers gritted their teeth and did not squeak. However, these Han generals are not stupid people, they know that these ministers are high-ranking officials, although pinching their fingers can make him crush his bones, although this water and fire stick falls fiercely and abnormally, but when it comes to the buttocks, it loses its strength, although it is inevitable that there will be a burst of pain, and the buttocks are also bloody and blurry, but they are all skin injuries, and they can still be alive on the second day after going home and applying the medicine.
At this time, there were more and more onlookers, and most of the people who could come to worship the Confucian saints were some scholars or squires, and a few sharp-eyed ones had already whispered: "Look, isn't the third one on the left Lord Yang, a scholar of the Intermediate Palace?" And the one on the right, it seems to be Lord Zhao, the secretary of the ministry......"
Someone shook his head with a worried face and sighed: "Oh, these are all ministers with a good reputation in the court, the emperor humiliated them so much, or before this Confucian Temple, it is really ...... Ay! ”
A well-informed person raised his voice and said: "I heard that these ministers impeached the traitor Zhou Mubai, and the emperor was furious...
"Which Zhou Mubai? But that sycophant? A grumpy student asked disdainfully.
"Who's but that sycophant?"
"That guy has no ability other than being able to slap horses, a poor and remote broken show can actually enter the cabinet, the Ming Dynasty has never seen such a ridiculous thing in the three hundred years since the founding of the country." The students were very dissatisfied.
"What's the use of saying that? Whoever has gold sore medicine to heal the wounds of adults. An elderly Burmese squire said that due to the long-term influence of the Central Plains culture, the Burmese nobles also studied the way of Confucius and Mencius very deeply, and also admired the Confucian saints and Qingliu.
"My family has a good Yunnan Baiyao. I'll go back and get it. "Somebody ran away in a puff of smoke.
Wait until the rod is done. Jinyi Wei Tongzhi took the Han generals and left. The gentleman all poured up at once. It's medicine for these clear streams again. It's water delivery again. There is persuasion and comfort. Admired. Time. The adults, who were still solemn, didn't care about the flesh and blood, and their buttocks suddenly became fierce. Since ancient times, it has been a military general who loves money. Wenchen cherishes his name. Although now the generals who have been promoted under the rule of the New First Emperor are not very interested in money. But the tradition of Da Ming Wenchen's love for the name of the land has not been left behind. Greeted the admiring gaze of so many gentlemen and squires. The flesh and blood on his ass blurred Wenchen felt that his waist straightened a lot. But after all, there are injuries. For the sake of this ass, they had to lie on the bench and wait for their family to carry it back.
"Lord Wang directly admonished the offender. True righteous people also. It is better than Gan and Wei Zheng. Xiaodi asked the house to send a cup of good rice wine. Let's talk about it. A Burmese gentleman bowed over the bench and gave a thumbs up to the official. The servant on the side brought a tray. There are pots and cups on the tray.
The Lord of the Praise Land is the chief officer of the Ministry of Rites. At this time, I heard the Burmese gentry's strange accent in Chinese, and I felt very kind. A flower was already smiling on his face. Busy said: "The matter of eating the king, the matter of loyalty." This is where this official function lies. Even if it is a mountain of swords and a sea of fire, it must be admonished. ”
Lord Wang's voice was loud. Immediately drew a lot of applause from all around. Lord Wang turned around. One hand went to pick up the wine glass in the tray. At this time, someone said, "Adults can't drink it." Wine is hair. Adults are injured. If I drink this wine, I'm afraid I'll get hurt......"
Speaking of which. The old Burmese gentleman's face turned red. He had no ill intentions. I didn't even think of this layer. also hurriedly said: "It's old and confused." Rude to the extreme. It's rude. Adults still don't drink it. ”
Lord Wang looked resolute, not to mention a glass of wine, at this time, even if it was a cup of poison, he had to drink it, and said that the three major pleasures of men are promotion, getting rich, and dying his wife, but for Qingliu, where will there be the same scenery as today. Lord Wang drank all the wine in one breath and said, "Sir, I have good intentions. How can the official refuse. ”
"Tsk...... Lord Wang is so courageous, it is no wonder that he can give direct advice. There was another cheer around Lord Wang.
Lord Wang's face flushed. I was very proud, and at this time I saw a scholar with a pen and paper rushing over, squatting on the side of the bench and arching his hand to Lord Wang: "My lord, Xiaosheng is the pen post style of Cheng Zhu Xuedi Newspaper, our Di Bao wants to write an article about Lord Wang, Xiaosheng wants to ask, at that time, the adult knew that Zhou Mubai was very good at pleasing the emperor, wasn't he afraid that the emperor would be angry when the joint performance was played?" ”
Lord Wang coughed and said solemnly: "Zhou Mubai, a treacherous villain, will only bend his mind to flatter the saint, the people who study in the world, everyone will be punished, the official is not talented, the Jinshi in the thirteenth year of Chongzhen, the first year of Hongguang entered the Hanlin editor, and the head of the Ministry of Rites in the third year of Yongli until today, he has been deeply favored by the emperor, and has never thought about his own selfish interests. I didn't even think about the consequences, I just died. ”
"Lord Wang said it well." The pen post shouted loudly, and simply wrote down the words of Lord Wang.
On the other side, Lan Tianyu, the culprit who wrote the chapter of this cane blame incident, interviewed him in the pen post style of Donglin Xuedi Newspaper, he endured the sharp pain in his buttocks and said: "For the official not to be the master of the people, it is better to go home and sell sweet potatoes, Zhou Mubai is in trouble for the country and the people, the official and he do not share the sky, even if the emperor wants to raid the house and kill the head, Lan still has a breath, and he will fight to the end." ”
"Good!" Countless squires and scholars applauded, Zhou Mubai was really not very good in the eyes of readers.
"Lord Lan is so courageous." The pen post style of another Di Bao came out of nowhere and sneered: "Under is the pen post style of the Xin Xuedi Newspaper, dare to ask Lord Lan how to identify the people of Zhou Da** country?" Since it has not been identified, why should Zhou be impeached on trumped-up charges? Isn't this a frame-up for what? According to Xiaosheng, Lord Lan is just a deceptive and famous. ”
Lantian Yu couldn't help but be dumbfounded. At this time, someone in the crowd shouted: "This Xinxue Mansion newspaper is Zhou Mubai's microphone, this group of dogs and legs are also hateful, and they dare to show their faces in front of the temple gate of Sage Kong." ”
"Hit!" Several young and vigorous Cheng Zhu and Donglin scholars couldn't help but roll up their sleeves and stepped forward to punch and kick.
The poor Xinxue Di Newspaper (reporter) was in danger alone, just to find a better news material, but was surrounded by the imposing Donglin, Cheng Zhuxue, scholar squire, and beat him violently.
People are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be stabbed!