Chapter 227: The Demise of Donglin
"This is the list, please look at it, Your Majesty."
Tian Ergeng handed over the list of personnel, nominally for a look, but in fact asked Zhu Youzhen to check it.
"Don't look at it, I don't worry about your work. In this matter, you directly submit the results of the trial to the three divisions, and let them pronounce the verdict directly. Let's just say that I said it, and if they are not satisfied, they can come to me. You just have to remember one thing, as long as there is a real crime. It's time to cut it, no need to be soft! Zhu Youzhen waved his hand and stopped Tian Ergeng's movements.
"Yes, Your Majesty. What about the date of this beheading? ”
"I'm afraid it's too late today, tomorrow."
"Yes, the minister is retiring!"
Tian Ergeng retreated.
As a result, he had expected that there were not a few people who greeted him in the past few days. The light ones want to get away with their crimes, and the heavy ones want to avoid death. If it is placed on small things that are usually inconspicuous, it is not impossible to be accommodating. But now, unless I don't want to live.
Many well-informed people learned of the final result and sent people to Tian Ergeng to make a final attempt. Tian Ergeng's attitude towards this is very resolute, no matter who it is, he will not see it.
Under the strong pressure of Zhu Youzhen, the eucalyptus made rapid progress.
The second day is the hour.
The condemned prisoner was taken to the execution ground in the West Market.
There are not many people, only a dozen.
Qian Qianyi, the biggest official, naturally couldn't run, and then Zhang Pu, the founder and CEO of Fushe.
Then there are Zhang Cai, Wu Changshi and others.
The officers and soldiers escorted them all the way through the streets and alleys, and the people talked about it when they saw it.
"What's going on? Why are so many people escorted to Xishikou at once? ”
"Hey! You still don't know? ”
"You know what?"
"Do you see the one at the front? Qian Qianyi, the waiter of the Ministry of Rites, was suspected of accepting bribes and forming a party for personal gain, and was arrested by Jinyiwei a few days ago. ”
"My mother, that's a third-grade master. Just cut it like that? ”
"Zheng Sanpin? Your Majesty has cut fewer corrupt officials and corrupt officials? Your Majesty has just returned from an expedition and found a bunch of people slandering behind his back, do you think he can not be angry? ”
"Yes, these people. It's all full and there is nothing to do, so you know that it's rhetoric. Look at the past few years, whether it is disaster relief or war, which of these people did it? Your Majesty is on an expedition, they are making trouble in the capital, who will they kill if they don't kill them? Deserve! ”
"You don't know. Not only are they overfed, they're overfed! I heard from a distant cousin that these scholars are more generous than the other. Gathering together all day long, eating and drinking, two glasses of wine and one stomach, either this traitor, or that incompetent, blows bigger than anyone else. Get drunk and find a prostitute to sleep with. What do you think such a person can do? ”
"Tsk, it's a really happy day."
"That is, if you pass the exam, you can enjoy it like this."
"We don't have that life, just plant our two acres of land honestly."
The scholars hidden in the crowd listened to the discussion of the people, and one by one they were filled with righteous indignation.
People's hearts are not ancient!
People's hearts are not ancient!
Qian Qianyi and others, who were shackled, finally came to the execution ground, and there were more and more onlookers.
Many scholars hope that at this time, someone will ascend to the heights and shout, intercept the court to oppose tyranny, and seek justice for the scholars of the world.
But they were disappointed.
In the face of the heavily armed Jinyi Guard, no one dared to take the lead, including themselves.
Noon came.
Su Maoxiang, the secretary of the Criminal Department, glanced at the people kneeling on the ground, picked up the token and threw it on the ground.
"Slash!"
Fortunately, he was smart, otherwise he would have been indispensable to the person kneeling on the ground.
As soon as Su Maoxiang's words came out, the people waiting for the execution reacted differently.
"Tyrant! Tyranny! I don't see what I'm going to do! ”
Zhang Pu roared.
And Qian Qianyi was directly frightened and almost fainted.
But no matter what the reaction is, what should be cut still has to be cut.
The executioners raised their machetes and fell with their knives in their hands. More than a dozen human heads gurgled to the ground, and the blood in the cavity spurted out a foot away.
Different lives, ending at the same time.
The people lost their bustle and dispersed. Leaving behind a group of dejected readers, looking at each other with a wry smile, as if the whole world had become dark.
"You know each other very well, and you have saved us a lot of trouble in the East Factory." A Dongchang fan who was hidden in the crowd walked over and said to them with a sneer.
When the people heard this, they were so frightened that they fled.
According to His Majesty's will, the bodies of these men were buried together in a wooded place seven or eight miles east of the city, which was a beautiful place, and it was a good place to sing poetry and needle the times. I'm sure they'll like it.
Killing a few naughty people is not worth mentioning to Da Ming at this time.
Is it that everyone can see the new atmosphere of Daming's thriving day by day, being an official? The sea of willing people is gone. Only a dozen of them were killed, which is a fart.
More than a dozen people were beheaded, and as many as hundreds of people were exiled from all over the country.
When Qian Qianyi and others were cut down, Zhu Youzhen was listening to a report from several members of the cabinet on the preparations for the 'Killing Conference'.
"In other words, if the killing conference is set for October 28, many Mongolian tribes will not be able to come?" Zhu Youzhen asked with a frown.
"Back to Your Majesty, a large tribe like Ji Han is better, some small tribes are very difficult to notify, plus the road is long, many tribes can't catch up with that time." Fan Jingwen replied.
"What then? You can't change your day, can you? ”
"That's it, according to the minister's opinion, forget if those people can't come, just big tribes such as Khalkha and Jihan come." Bi Ziyan said.
"That's fine. Which tribes are there now? ”
"The big tribes such as Jihan, Khalkha, Tumut, and Korqin have all sent people."
"Horqin is here too?" Zhu Youzhen was a little surprised.
Horqin and Jiannu have been intermarried for a long time, but they are Jiannu's hardcore.
"Yes, Your Majesty. Not only did he come, but Oba's son Badali personally entered Beijing. A heavy gift to His Majesty. Bi Ziyan said with a smile.
"Badali? Didn't he follow Huang Taiji to attack Karaqin a few days ago? Not dead? ”
"Not dead, run away."
"And brought me a gift?"
"Exactly!"
"Where are the people now?"
"I stayed at the Huitong Pavilion and waited for His Majesty's reception."
"Oh? What gift did it bring to me? ”
"This, everything." Bi Ziyan coughed and said.
"Oh, let him wait, and see him after the killing convention." Zhu Youzhen said indifferently, what gift can get into his eyes?
"The day of the Killing Conference is set for the twenty-eighth of October, and if the invitation is sent out but does not come, see which tribes they are. If it's good friends with Daming, forget it. If not, order the Tiger Dun Rabbit to go on a crusade. ”
"Yes, Your Majesty!"
In addition, the compilation of "The Biography of Erchen" should also be stepped up. Huang Qing, don't mess with your mind for those who don't deserve it! After speaking, Zhu Youzhen glanced deeply at the Zodiac Week.
A fine layer of cold sweat immediately broke out on Huang Daozhou's back.
He admired Zhang Pu very much, and knew that today was the day he was executed, and he couldn't help but feel a little sad in his heart. At this time, seeing His Majesty staring at him, he understood that His Majesty already knew his mind, so he was so frightened that he hurriedly knelt on the ground.
"I don't dare."
"Get up! I've always felt that this sentence makes a lot of sense. The days should be forward. At present, I am facing great changes unseen in a century, and you should work together to create a prosperous world. The outdated mechanism must be reformed and the decadent concepts must be changed, and only in this way can we conform to the trend of the development of the times. This is true of Shinong industry and commerce. Look at all kinds of new firearms, look at the high-yield varieties in the field, look at the train running in the wilderness, look at the steamship that breaks the waves, Daming, changed! If you don't want to be abandoned by the times, you have to think more and learn more! Ladies and gentlemen, don't let me down! ”
"Ministers, you will definitely live up to Your Majesty's high expectations, and you will do your best for the Daming Society, and you will die!"
Fan Jingwen stood solemnly and said loudly together.
The weather in the capital is getting colder day by day in late autumn, but more and more people are pouring into the capital. Come to the Killing Meeting.
Among these people, a large part of them escaped from Liaodong and were regarded as bitter masters who were persecuted by Jiannu. They were once displaced, and now that the enemy has been caught by His Majesty the Emperor, and a killing conference is being held, which makes them very excited!
"Deceived Kangxi"
They rushed to tell and organized relatives and friends to attend the meeting in Beijing.
At this time, the Huitong Pavilion was full of envoys sent by the Mongolian tribes.
Inserting the Han Department is naturally Gui Yingcha, who is extremely familiar with the Ming Dynasty. However, at this time, he was insulting the son of Horqin's chieftain Oba, Badali.
"Badali, your father has a very close personal relationship with Huang Taiji, and he has always been obedient to him, why did he come to participate in the killing conference? Isn't it that you Korqin betrayed the eloquent Houjin Khan? It shouldn't be, you Horqin soldiers are strong and strong, even if you betray Huang Taiji, you can also crisscross the desert north and south, what kind of anger do you suffer here? ”
Gui Yingcha looked at Badali, who was eating in the hall, and said to herself.
Badali didn't say a word, and ate silently. But judging by his clenched white fists, he was angry.
"I heard you still have women? How? Are you going to dedicate your mother to Your Majesty? ”