Chapter 572: Anti-Room
In the Guozijian Yilun Hall.
Huang Zongxi and Zhang Huangyan unanimously demanded that Fang Yizhi and other scholars be controlled first, and it was not too late to release them after screening.
In a word, it is better to grasp the mistake than to let it go.
Gao Qiqian next to him was dumbfounded.
The heart said how these scholars are like this?
On the surface, there is a lot of harmony, but behind the scenes, there is no mercy?
Or is it that Huang Zongxi and Zhang Huangyan are just acting, deliberately playing a cool official and a lonely minister in front of Long Live Lord?
Chongzhen shook his head and said: "Huang Xiaozi, Zhang Xuan, have you ever thought that the scholars on the list will be arrested because they have drunk with Chen Zhenhui, so should those scholars who have drunk with Chen Zhenhui before be arrested?" β
"Of course, too." Zhang said in a hurry, "After the investigation is clear, you can return his innocence." β
"How to restore his innocence? Once you enter the prison of your secret investigation department, it is like white paper stained with ink spots, how to wash it? Chongzhen said faintly, "You must know that bad words hurt people in June, not to mention squatting in prison." β
After a pause, he said: "The vast majority of scholars and Chen Zhenhui may just have normal interactions, and nothing else is involved at all, if they arrest people just because they have drunk a meal with Chen Zhenhui, how many scholars will be chilled from now on?" It's very easy to chill people's hearts, but it's hard to warm people's hearts. β
In fact, there is another sentence that Chongzhen did not say.
Although the effect of this exercise is good, the side effects are also very serious.
Of course, the most important thing is that it is not at this stage now, and there is no need for it at all.
Generally speaking, it is only when the rule of officials of a group or country is corrupted to a considerable extent that it needs to be rectified in a campaign, and this kind of rectification may cause many unjust, false and wrongful acts, but the overall effect is excellent.
For example, those officials of the Sixth Ministry, standing in a row to kill their heads, will inevitably kill the wrong ones.
But if they kill one by one, then the officials who are killed must be killed.
But the prince of Qin will never go to this, and Chongzhen believes that it is far from the point of doing so.
If Qinwang Shizi is regarded as a party, this party has only been established for four years, which is the most vigorous stage, and the party members at this stage will only sacrifice their lives to practice their ideals.
Chongzhen absolutely did not believe that this nascent party would be corrupt or betrayed on a large scale in such a short period of time, because this was completely contrary to the objective law.
But widespread censorship can really make the nascent party lose its cohesion.
With this judgment, the purpose of handling this incident is basically determined - to judge the facts and never expand them!
Seeing Chongzhen's opposition to large-scale screening, Zhang Huangyan and Huang Zongxi didn't say more, they didn't actually want to do this, but their status as envoys forced them to express their positions.
As he was talking, Gao Qi sneaked in and reported: "Long live Lord, the people from the secret investigation department ask to see." β
Chongzhen glanced at Zhang Huangyan and said, "There must be something urgent, announce him coming in." β
Gao Qiqian answered, and immediately went out and led a spy from the secret investigation department into Yilun Hall.
"On the sage, not long ago, there was a rumor in the city of Nanjing, saying that Jiannu had bought a large number of Qinwang scholars through Chen Zhenhui, and the saint was furious when he learned about it, and he had already instructed the secret investigation department and the supervision department to investigate thoroughly, and a big prison was about to rise in Nanjing, and there would be hundreds of scholars and their families to be killed."
"What a poisonous trick!" Huang Zongxi said awe-inspiringly, "Hou Fangyu is trying to muddy the water. β
Zhang Huang said: "In this way, it is easy to check this eucalyptus, and it will chill people's hearts when they are checked." β
Huang Zongxi said: "If it is not clarified, even if it is not thoroughly investigated, it will also chill people's hearts." β
"It's not that easy to fish in troubled waters under my nose." After a pause, Chongzhen said again, "Spread the decree and immediately summon all the Qinwang scholars on the list to come to Yilun Hall." β
Zhang Huang said: "Shengshang, Meng Xueli, Feng Guofan, and Yuan Fuzhong are also summoned together?" β
Chongzhen thought for a while and then asked Zhang Huangyan: "How many people know about the arrest of Meng Xueli by the Secret Investigation Bureau?" β
"Almost no one knows." Zhang Huangyan said without thinking, "Because he was arrested at night, and Meng Xueli lived alone in Qingshui Lane, and his wife and children were not in Nanjing." β
Chongzhen immediately said: "In this way, immediately take Meng Xueli secretly to Yilun Hall, I want to see him first, as for Feng Guofan and Yuan Fuzhong, they will be summoned together later, and then let Zuixianlou prepare fifteen tables and wait for the table to be sent to Yilun Hall as soon as possible, I will feast the list of scholars and drink with them." β
Huang Zongxi's Zhang Huangyan heard this, and his heart moved slightly.
Both of them had already guessed Chongzhen's intentions.
Is this the saint planning to let Meng Xueli act as an anti-intermediary?
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At noon, more than 100 scholars on the list came to Yilun Hall one after another.
When Fang Yizhi walked into the front of Yilun Hall for the last time, he saw that fifteen Eight Immortal Tables had been set up in the lobby, and each Eight Immortal Table was full of scholars.
"Brother Secret."
Seeing Fang Yizhi coming in, many scholars got up one after another.
Fang Yizhi shook them one by one, and was finally introduced to the first table to take a seat.
"The Holy Driver has arrived." Accompanied by the sharp and high-pitched sound of the horn, Chongzhen strode in with Meng Xueli.
More than 100 scholars avoided the table to salute, Chongzhen said goodbye, and all the scholars returned to their seats one after another.
Including Meng Xueli, who came in with Chongzhen, also walked to the table of Yuan Fuzhong and Feng Guofan and sat down.
Yuan Fuzhong and Feng Guofan gave Meng Xueli a look, but Meng Xueli shook his head slightly, and he didn't know what he meant?
After the ceremony, Chongzhen did not rush to the table, but took out a list and said: "Here is a list, and the names of the Qing and others are all on it." β
Hearing this, many people's faces suddenly changed.
Especially Yuan Fuzhong and Feng Guofan, the two of them almost wanted to jump up and run away.
Only Fang Yizhi looked calm, picked up the fast son by himself, and sandwiched a piece of buckle meat.
It's too much, the emperor hasn't moved yet, but he is the first to eat.
Ruan Dacheng, who was sitting next to him, couldn't help but whisper: "Brother Mi, the saint hasn't moved yet." β
"What are you afraid of? The Holy One said that he invited us to eat the banquet, and if we didn't eat it, it would be a disobedience to the decree. β
"Look at what you said, it's right to eat Yanxi, but you can't be in such a hurry, you have to wait for the saint to move quickly."
"No time." Fang Yizhi took a sip of wine, and said with a clear smile in his mouth, "I have to go back to work quickly after eating, and the matter of Gewuke really can't be delayed for a moment." β
Fang Yizhi and Chongzhen were sitting at the same table, and Chongzhen was still standing and talking.
Fang Yizhi's cup kept stopping, and it all fell in Chongzhen's eyes, but Chongzhen didn't see it.
Gao Qiqian really wanted to give Fang Yizhi a thumbs up, and said in his heart that this person really understands Long Live Lord, Long Live Lord hates red tape and mattress festivals, what drinking and banquet etiquette does not exist, for Long Live Lord, working hard for Daming is the greatest courtesy, that is, the greatest loyalty, and everything next to him is all nonsense, useless.
There was already an irrepressible smile on the corner of Chongzhen's mouth: "It's just that Qing and the others don't have to worry, this kind of withered insect trick wants to deceive me is like an idiot dreaming, how can I be suspicious because you have drunk a few meals of flower wine with Chen Zhenhui?" It is really naΓ―ve for Hou Fangyu and Chen Zhenhui to use such shoddy means to divide the relationship between Qing and other monarchs and ministers with me. β
Hearing this, Feng Guofan and Yuan Fuzhong couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
Before coming here, the hearts of both of them were hanging, lest they be imprisoned by Chongzhen in court.
But listening to Chongzhen's words, it seems that there is a meaning of not investigating the past? If this is the case, they will change their minds, cut off their contacts with Chen Zhenhui, and do things for Daming in a down-to-earth manner, of course, the premise is that the benefits cannot be spit out.
Chongzhen said: "I set up a banquet in Yilun Hall today, firstly, because I haven't had a banquet with Qing and others for a long time, and I miss it very much, and secondly, I want to tell you, don't care about the rumors in the market, my trust in you is still the same, and I will never be suspicious because of the discord between the enemy and the traitors." β
"Holy Heaven." Fang Yizhi immediately lifted the wine jar.
The scholars were stunned for a moment, and then raised the wine jar in their hands: "Holy and sage." β
Chongzhen smiled and said, "I also hope that Qing and the others will not forget their original intentions as they did when they were King Qin. β
"The ministers will not forget their original intentions." Fang Yizhi responded loudly, and the rest of the scholars responded one after another, and the atmosphere was warm.
"Hahaha, okay, we won't get drunk today." Chongzhen said and took a seat, and said, "Don't worry about getting drunk and delaying things, I will specially approve the rest of the day, and today is the day of rest!" β
"Your Majesty has thanked Saint Longen." All the scholars thanked them in unison.
Fang Yizhi wiped his mouth and got up: "Holy Lord, there is nothing else?" β
"It's gone." Chongzhen nodded, "The only thing left is the feast." β
"The minister has to go first, take his leave." Fang Yizhi turned around and left after speaking.
Chongzhen shook his head, sat down and looked dumbfounded, fog grass, where is my favorite buckle meat?
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By going to the toilet, Yuan Fuzhong was finally able to be alone with Meng Xueli.
"Brother Meng." Yuan Fuzhong asked in a low voice, "What did the Holy Lord say to you?" β
"What else can I say." Meng Xueli sighed lightly and said helplessly, "Hand over all the stolen silver, he can act as if nothing happened, otherwise he will be severely punished." β
"Did you hand it in?" Yuan Fuzhong asked again.
"Can I not pay it?" Meng Xueli said angrily.
"If I don't pay, not only will my life be lost, but my wife will also be unable to be saved."
After a pause, Meng Xueli continued: "I advise the two of you to hurry up and hand over the stolen silver, if you take the initiative to hand over the stolen silver, you can change the past, otherwise you will be embarrassed when the secret investigation department finds you." β
"Surrender, we will hand it over when we go back." Yuan Fuzhong agreed repeatedly.
After wiping his buttocks in a hurry, Yuan Fu returned to the wine table and whispered a few words to Feng Guofan.
At that moment, Yuan Fuzhong and Feng Guofan came to say goodbye to Chongzhen, saying that there was urgent business to deal with.
Chongzhen not only doubted it, but comforted the two of them a few words, and asked the little eunuch to send them out.
After leaving Yilun Hall, Yuan Fuzhong and Feng Guofan did not go back to work in the Propaganda Department and the Baggage Department, but went straight to the Shaanxi Hall outside the Jinchuan Gate.