Chapter 114: The Iron Bone Zheng Zheng Yan Holy Father, for the country and the people Kong Jialang.
The sudden sound of gunfire and death stunned the Kong family, who were running out.
Everyone looked at the corpses that fell to the ground in disbelief, and the people who were injured and wailed, and they didn't come back to their senses for a long time.
The people of the court fired.
The people of the imperial court really dared to shoot at the Kong family.
Are the people of the court crazy?
They are the descendants of the Confucian family, the saints of Kong.
Isn't the court afraid of the wrath of the people in the world if it does this?
"Go back, or you'll be killed!"
The officer looked coldly at the Kong family who were stunned in place, and ordered them to retreat.
"Ah, my son~"
"Husband~Husband~"
"You lowly mud legs, you dare to kill my son, I will fight with you."
"Give my brother back, you shitty things..."
The officer's shouting order brought back to the Confucian family who were stunned in place.
Then there was a wail and a cry.
Some threw themselves on the bodies and wounded people who fell to the ground, wailing and crying.
Some of them were agitated, and they rushed to the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion angrily, wanting to fight with them.
Looking at some of the people who rushed up angrily to fight with the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion, the coldness in the officer's eyes became stronger and stronger.
"Third platoon, fire!"
"Bang bang bang..."
Another puff of smoke drifted by.
Several men and women who rushed in anger were beaten into a sieve and fell to the ground.
Some of the Kong family members who were crying on the corpse in the back were also involved in it, screaming and lying on the corpse, and followed their relatives away.
"Run, they really dare to kill."
"Don't squeeze forward, run back, there are officers and soldiers killing people in front."
The Kong family was finally scared.
It was only at this moment that they completely understood that the group of soldiers on the other side did not take the identity of their Kong family in their eyes at all.
These guys really dare to kill!
Faced with the choice between possible death and certain death, they chose the former.
You don't necessarily die when you go back to the city, but you will definitely be killed when you go out.
looked at the Kong family who retreated into the city and hid far away.
The officer sneered disdainfully, and with a wave of his hand, dozens of soldiers who were tightly wrapped and holding long poles and forks lined up in a neat queue and strode forward.
With forks, they picked up the corpses that stood in front of them and threw them into the city.
Carriage luggage and other items that have been discarded in the same place are directly burned with fire.
After cleaning up the outside, another group of soldiers came, carrying bags full of sand and soil, and sealed the gate out of the city.
When all this was done, another group of soldiers came out, carrying buckets and sprinkling some pungent water at the doorway.
The soldiers who were busy just now also used a special watering can to spray this water on their bodies.
Lu Xin, who knelt behind the soldier and watched all this happen, got up lonely, turned over his horse and went to a camp outside the city.
When he arrived at the gate of the camp, several soldiers took watering cans and sprayed him all over his body.
After several times of disinfection, Lu Xin saw Zhu Zhangui lying on a book with a cloth covering his face.
"Your Highness!"
Looking at Zhu Zhangui, who was writing, Lu Xin shouted in a depressed mood.
Zhu Zhangui glanced up at him and asked, "How is it?" ”
Lu Xin sighed and shook his head.
The subordinates all knelt down, and they refused to go back. You are right, they have been on high for too long and have forgotten the ideas and teachings of Confucianism. ”
Zhu Zhangui shook his head with a smile when he heard this.
It's not all!
These Confucian family members not only lost the thoughts and teachings of the Confucian saints, but also lost their crest beams and knees.
Even in order to maintain the status of his family, he also wants to educate the people of the world to be like them.
"This is what I wrote, you can take a look, if there is no problem, stamp the official seal and hand it in!"
After writing the last pen in his hand, Zhu Zhangui waited for the ink to dry, and handed the document to Lu Xin.
Lu Xin knew that this was a document to be reported to the imperial court.
Since ancient times, the occurrence of plague has been a great thing.
This is worse than a natural disaster.
Natural disasters are only partially affected, as long as the relief is timely, the people will be able to pass a little hardship.
But the plague is different.
If you can't control any of these things, they're going to be all over the world.
Once this thing gets around, it's absolutely devastating.
Therefore, all dynasties attached great importance to this aspect.
Once a plague occurs in a certain place, it will be sealed off as soon as possible, and then let the place save itself.
Of course, the court will not ignore it.
The imperial court would offer a large reward for doctors from other places to enter the plague area to treat the people.
But since ancient times, in addition to those real medical saints, there are a few people who are willing to go to this kind of place where they will lose their lives at any time.
So most of them are local doctors and officials who save themselves.
was saved, that is, the leaders of the court were meritorious, and the emperor's benevolence moved heaven and earth.
If you can't save it, then I'm sorry.
The place will be locked down forever, and either the plague will disappear or the people will die.
Taking the document handed over by Zhu Zhangui, Lu Xin read it carefully.
The content is very simple, it is written in the vernacular, and it can be understood by those who know the words at a glance.
The general meaning of what Zhu Zhangui wrote is this.
Two days ago, the Qufu Confucian family discovered the plague.
Yan Shenggong Kong Yanjin wrote to Sun Bingming for the first time to understand the situation.
And bluntly stated in the book.
As the descendants of the saints, for the sake of Qufu, Shandong, and the people of the world, the Confucian family decided to close the house to save themselves.
And in order to prevent some timid people from escaping from the Confucian family and spreading the plague to the people of the world, Yan Shenggong asked His Royal Highness Taisun to send troops to surround the Confucian Mansion and not allow anyone to leave.
When His Royal Highness Taisun learned of this, while admiring Yan Shenggong's move, he also sent troops to seal the entire Confucian Mansion.
On the day when the Confucian Mansion was closed, Yan Shenggong, who was only 13 years old, spoke loudly on the city wall.
After the Confucian family in Qufu is a saint, for the people of Qufu, the people of Shandong, the people of the world, and the entire Confucian family, they are willing to fight against the plague god to the end.
He even shouted loudly afterwards: "The majesty of the saint cannot be bullied, the little plague god dares to make trouble in the saint's dojo, my Confucian family will be beheaded!" ”
Although Yan Shenggong was young, his words were deafening.
The Kong family, regardless of men, women, young and old, united as one, vowing to fight the plague god to the end.
When the emperor's grandson Zhu Zhangui heard the words of the Holy Father, and watched the feats of the Confucian family, he couldn't help but burst into tears under the touch of his heart, and knelt down to the temple to kowtow three times, thanking the Confucian Mansion for the sacrifices made for Qufu, Shandong, and the people of the world.
The officers and men of the whole army shouted loudly to cheer for the saint.
After reading the contents of the paperwork, Lu Xin looked at Zhu Zhangui in a daze.
I was thinking in my head, is the Kong family so great?
Noticing Lu Xin's expression, Zhu Zhangui said with a smile: "The Kong family is the belief of the people of the world, if you want to tell the truth, I am afraid that many people will not be able to accept it." In order to prevent chaos, plus they are descendants of saints after all, it is still necessary to give them a decent appearance. ”
Lu Xin listened to it and gave up his hand again and again.
His Royal Highness really deserves to be the emperor's most valued grandson, and this pattern is not something ordinary people can have.
Originally, Lu Xin thought that the Kong family had offended Zhu Zhangui, and when Zhu Zhangui reported to the court, it was estimated that he would write out the ugliness of the Kong family, so that the people in the court could laugh at it to relieve the hatred in their hearts.
But what he didn't expect was that Zhu Zhangui not only did not do that, but wrote the Kong family so tragic and touching.
To be honest, if someone who doesn't know the truth sees this document, they will definitely be moved by the fearless spirit of the Kong family.
It seems that he used to think that His Royal Highness Taisun would take revenge on the Kong family, and he used to spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain.
In this way, this document was sent out under the confirmation of the two people with the highest status in Shandong.
"What, there is a plague in Shandong!"
The first person to receive this book was Zhu Di, who had already arrived at the canal.
After the messenger reported to him, Zhu Di's heart instantly tightened, and he was worried about Zhu Zhangui's safety.
The plague thing doesn't matter who you are.
Once infected, the chance of dying is very high.
Now the idea in Zhu Di's mind is to call Zhu Zhangui back and let him go as far as he can from the plague.
"Your Majesty, let the slaves and maids read it!"
A eunuch accompanying him, after hearing that the messenger was from a place with a plague, rushed forward directly and grabbed the document that Zhu Di wanted to take.
At the same time, they looked at the guards and asked them to send the messenger away.
The guards naturally understood the danger, and hurriedly stepped forward and politely asked the messenger to leave first.
After the messenger left, several guards escorted Zhu Di to another boat, and then took the trouble to change Zhu Di's clothes and wash them a few times, and then called the imperial doctor to diagnose Zhu Di and confirm that there was no problem before relieving his heart.
Zhu Di, who was sitting on the new boat, waved his hand to the little eunuch standing at the bow of the boat with a solemn face.
"Read it!"
"Grandson Zhu Zhangui asked Jin An!"
The little eunuch unfolded the paperwork, first read Zhu Zhangui's greetings, and then began to say slowly: "A few days ago, Sun Er received a letter from Yan Shenggong, in which he said that there was a plague in the Confucian family in Qufu, and at the same time as he found out, he ......"
The little eunuch's voice sounded loudly, and Zhu Di, who was listening carefully, changed his expression from worry at the beginning to solemnity, and finally turned into a strange color.
Book of Hundred Leagues
"The day after the plague was discovered, Sun Er led the troops to Qufu, and now, with the cooperation of Yan Shenggong, the entire Qufu Confucian Mansion has been blocked."
"At present, all the doctors in Qufu, as well as the Confucian scholars, are working hard to study the symptoms."
"We and everyone have the confidence to defeat the little plague god under the blessing of the saint, please ask the emperor to rest assured that the Ming Dynasty will win!"
After listening to this white document, Zhu Di looked at the little eunuch who threw it into the brazier and burned the document after being confirmed by the guards to be correct, and fell into deep thought.
As soon as the people of the Kong family offended that kid, they suffered from the plague, which is too strange, right?
Could it be the kid's hand?
The first reaction in Zhu Di's mind was to suspect that Zhu Zhangui was the ghost.
But then he dismissed the idea.
The plague is not an ordinary thing, and once it is not controlled, it is not one or two people who die.
It's the dead of the whole city, the whole region.
No matter how bold Zhu Zhangui is, it is impossible to use this method of killing 1,000 enemies and self-inflicting 2,000.
After thinking about it, Zhu Di finally affirmed.
It could have been a real accident.
As the saying goes, a great plague must be followed by a great plague.
The people of the Confucian family gathered together for their own worship of the Confucian saints, and many people rushed from all over Shandong.
Along the way, the devil knows what he will get into.
It is impossible to say that the plague that broke out in Confucius was contracted by someone on the road and then spread when it arrived in Confucius.
Zhu Di nodded slightly.
He felt that his speculation was very close to the truth, and that this was probably the reason.
Thinking about this, Zhu Di couldn't help but sigh.
"Sure enough, these bad things that these guys have done, even the saints can't stand it, this descendant has been retributed, and he is no longer sheltered, it seems that he has really been abandoned by the saint."
"Yes, the Kong family in the north suffered this disaster, and it is estimated that they will almost die, which is over. It just so happens that I don't like these guys either, so I'll look for an opportunity to give the title of Duke Yan to the south side! ”
ps: It is written as a plague to prevent deletion and shielding, as for the reason, everyone understands.