Although Zhao Haichuan was injured on his body, he simply did not say half a word of nonsense, and confessed directly.

"I killed Yao Gongzhi in Wujin County, and when I cleaned up the scene after killing someone, I searched for this from his inner pocket."

After speaking, Zhao Haichuan stretched into the inner lining of his shirt, where there was a tarpaulin waterproof bag specially used to store documents, as a professional spy organization, the special waterproof effect of the special water release supplies was excellent, and the paper was not soaked at all. He took out a diary that he had kept close to him, or a booklet on taking bribes, and presented it.

This booklet is only the size of a palm, the handwriting inside is neatly written in small block letters, and the format of the text is very regular, so although the paper is not large, it is very clear to see, and even quite a bit pleasing to the eye. If you can ignore the specific contents of this booklet.

The booklet clearly records what Yao Gongzhi sent to whom and what he received from whom on a certain day, month, and year.

Among them, the most interacted with is undoubtedly Yao Gongzhi and his top boss Ding Meixia.

It's a pity that Yao Gongzhi didn't pay less filial piety to Ding Meixia, and when he died, Ding Meixia didn't shed a single tear.

Wang Bin held the pamphlet in his hand and showed it to the officials of Changzhou Prefecture one by one, and the reason why he did this was to prevent someone from suddenly attacking and tearing up the evidence.

"This is Yao Gongzhi's handwriting, I will never admit it." Tongzhi Wang Shijie said affirmatively.

This was also confirmed by several high-ranking civil officials in the Changzhou Prefecture after circulation.

There are too many traces of Yao Gongzhi's handwriting, which are everywhere in the documents of the Wujin County Ya, and the authenticity can be confirmed with a little comparison.

If there were only a few pages of paper, it might be possible to forge the handwriting, but these records, which lasted for several years, were dozens of pages, and it was obviously almost impossible to forge them.

Such evidence is in front of it, and no one can argue with it.

There are both human and material evidence, and Ding Meixia's embezzlement and bribery, theft and sale of military rations, and instigation of arson to cover up the evidence of the crime can already be conclusive.

But at this moment, the official Zhang Yulin gritted his teeth and suddenly got up.

"Zhang Yulin, the official of the Changzhou Mansion, informed the government Ding Meixia of the corruption and perversion of the law, and asked the national teacher to learn about it!"

Hearing this, the other Changzhou government officials were stunned, and then spoke one after another.

"Master Guoshi, the lower officials are also willing to cooperate."

"Xiaguan too!"

In an instant, everyone changed their tunes and expressed their willingness to cooperate, and maybe they could redeem their merits.

This made Zhang Yulin stunned, he really couldn't get used to Ding Meixia treating "Da Ming Law" as nothing, and he was at odds with Ding Meixia in justice.

Zhang Yulin took out a few pieces of paper from his sleeve pocket, which recorded that Ding Meixia intervened in the Changzhou government's judgment and received benefits from the people involved in the case, involving many powerful gentry families.

Seeing this scene, some people's faces changed slightly.

Regardless of the mentality of the officials, Jiang Xinghuo looked down at Ding Meixia, and he had his own left and right armor soldiers to capture this old thief.

At this time, Ding Meixia's hands were cut back, her official hat was removed, her hairpin fell to the ground, and her white hair was scattered and draped down, how could there be any majesty of the prefect?

"This official is an official of the imperial court, the prefect of the fourth grade, presumptuous, who gave you the courage ......"

Ding Meixia roared inwardly, trying to struggle, but couldn't move.

Over the years, Ding Meixia, as the soil emperor of Changzhou Mansion, is really used to being high, how could he have thought that he would fall into such a depressed field today?

Ding Meixia's heart can be described as angry and annoyed, but in addition, there is more fear, fear of this resolute national teacher.

In the past, he had heard that his friend in Beijing, who was also a senior civil official of absolute weight, talked about the fortune of this national teacher.

Jiang Xinghuo is just a scholar who is not on the list and has not even made a name for himself, and he was implicated in prison because of Fang Xiaoru's punishment of the Ten Clans.

Somehow, he was discovered by Emperor Yongle and relied on it as "his sleeping dragon", which turned out to be a number of Gu edicts.

A friend commented that people like Jiang Xinghuo are just talking about it, and they don't have the slightest experience in local and central politics, and they don't know how the places are intertwined, and they don't know how the temples are treacherous. It's all about enthusiasm and a bit of crooked ways, which he calls "science".

If you want to weigh the world with this, you are simply a master with a low eye, which is inferior to Qi Tai and Huang Zicheng.

This high-ranking official's friend has always been very accurate in seeing people, and combined with Jiang Xinghuo's "weak" disposal measures on Taiping Street, Ding Meixia concluded in her heart that the so-called Yongle New Deal will fail.

So for a long time, Ding Meixia, the old fritter of officialdom, also looked down on Jiang Xinghuo, a hairy boy, and was just a fortunate minister who suddenly gained power from the beginning by changing the law, the building rose from the ground, the foundation was empty, there were not many people in the DPRK and China, there was no foundation in the local area, and he was at an absolute disadvantage in public opinion, how could he succeed?

But at this time, Ding Meixia wanted to slap herself a few times.

Now it seems that how can this national teacher look like he is a little exaggerated and can't do anything?

Since this person entered the territory of Changzhou Mansion, he has been thoughtful, step by step, and has all kinds of actions to anticipate the enemy's opportunities.

In the face of such an enemy, Ding Meixia's heart swelled with endless despair.

The only hope is that the other party is a "gentleman who can deceive his side", and he uses words to force the other party to abide by the laws of the court and hand him over to the three law divisions for trial, so that he may be able to survive for a while.

But who is Jiang Xinghuo?

Others only think that he is a weak scholar with strong theory, but they don't know that the reincarnation of the first seven lives also led slaves to rebel, carried a knife to defend Suiyang City, and bombed factories for a small time. It is not too much to say that the dead man crawled out of the pile.

Jiang Xinghuo wiped the knife and cleaned it.

Seeing this, Ding Meixia became more and more desperate, and kept kowtowing.

"Master Guoshi, the lower officials are guilty! The lower official confessed! Admit it! ”

He was hoarse: "Please spare the life of the lower official, the lower official knows that he is wrong."

Ding Meixia knelt on the ground, her shoulders were held by the armor, and she could only use her hands to pick up the latter thing from the ground, and then hold it low, it was her official hat.

- That represents his rank of the fourth rank.

Jiang Xinghuo looked down at him condescendingly, as if admiring the dying struggle of a moth.

At this time, no one in the Changzhou Mansion dared to speak, but they were persuaded by Ding Meixia's colleague Wang Shizhuo.

"Master Guoshi, the court has a law, even if Governor Ding is indeed guilty, you should not kill him with your own hands."

After a moment of hesitation, Wang Shijie replied again: "Moreover, Changzhou Mansion is only the first stop, and all the mansions in Jiangnan are watching, so it is better to hand it over to the three legal divisions of the imperial court for trial to prove the world." ”

This is Wang Shijie's euphemistic advice to him, killing local officials without permission is not conducive to the next peace of mind, disaster relief, flood control, and law change, after all, Changzhou Mansion is killing people here, which will only make officials in Songjiang Mansion and other places destroy the evidence and cover up the crime in advance, and will resolutely resist Jiang Xinghuo's actions.

Without the cooperation of local officials, Jiang Xinghuo's next series of orders will be violated by Yang Fengyin and Yin if they are conveyed, and they will not be able to do anything at all.

"Master Guoshi, the overall situation is important." Zhang Yulin, the governor of Changzhou Prefecture, also persuaded like this.

"You're right."

After thinking for a moment, Jiang Xinghuo nodded seriously, but in turn raised his knife and looked around and asked earnestly.

"However, if you don't kill Ding Meixia, how can you be righteous?"

Seeing this, Ding Meixia became more and more desperate, and tried to crawl backwards, but was held down by the armor soldiers on both sides.

Before Ding Meixia could say anything more, Jiang Xinghuo grabbed the old horseman's head and cut off his head.

The flash of the knife flashed, and blood splattered.

splashed on Jiang Xinghuo's face and body, making his eyes a little more hideous.

Ding Meixia's eyes widened, her pupils gradually lost focus, her body stiffened in place, and she fell down with a "bang".

"Your Excellency."

All the officials in Changzhou were frightened, and even more timid people seemed to see their future fate and couldn't help but exclaim.

The first offender has already been beheaded.

Jiang Xinghuo carried the head of his person who was still dripping with blood, and said calmly.

"Your Majesty gave me this Shang Fang treasure knife, and officials of the fourth rank and below can be cut first and then played, and the Ding prefect's career is not hard enough to climb, and he has climbed half a level less, so he has to be wronged to go and talk to Yan Luo first."

No one dares to take the cold jokes of the national teacher, at this moment, Ding Meixia's bloody headless corpse is lying in front of him, who dares to question this national teacher who has always been regarded as "scholarly talk" by local officials?

"Ding Meixia's crime is not a pity, but his immortality is not enough to be a bug in the hearts of the people, and there is nothing to mention."

Jiang Xinghuo directly threw his head on the ground at random, threw the knife with a "bang", picked up a pair of new chopsticks, and randomly picked up dishes to fill his stomach.

The officials of the Changzhou Mansion were prostrate on the ground, just watching the national teachers eat their leftover scraps and not dare to say more than half a word, as if they were waiting for some kind of final judgment.

The hungry Jiang Xinghuo stuffed a few mouthfuls before putting down his chopsticks, but he didn't sweep the floor so much that he pointed at people with chopsticks, but looked at them calmly and continued.

"The national teacher knows what you are worried about, Ding Meixia's crime should not be committed by him alone, he is a bad old man, he is not so capable, you, you, and you, everyone in the house, except for a few people, probably can't escape."

Jiang Xinghuo pointed out a few at random, which were nothing more than a number of officials such as general judgment, experience, and governor.

The officials who were called trembled and buried their heads deeply like quails.

Looking at Ding Meixia's old man, Jiang Xinghuo swept to the side, supported his chin with one knee, and drooped with the other, and said again.

"You've probably heard of it, but I'm a person who likes to reason with people the most."

"To put it mildly, it is a poor scholar, and empty talk misleads the country."

"But there is a truth today, but I have to talk to you."

Ding Meixia's head rolled over the pile of officials, dipped the floor in blood all the way, and rolled down the slope to the stairs, rolling down with a clanging sound.

No one dared to say anything anymore.

"Starting from the capital, along the way, Lord Song said that I had changed."

Jiang Xinghuo pointed to Song Li, who had never spoken since he appeared on the stage, and Song Li's face was already drunk and red at this time.

"Lord Song asked me, National Teacher, why don't you reason with the people? Don't you like to be reasonable? His Majesty the Emperor, His Royal Highness, Grandpa Guo, Scholars, and Scholars all like your reasoning...... If you don't talk about it one day, I'm afraid it will change its taste. ”

Jiang Xinghuo smiled and said, "I said that I haven't changed, but Lord Song doesn't believe it." ”

"Until that day, in Qingpingbo, when we saw that the people couldn't survive, they were forced to drink the severed head porridge, and they rose up, but they fell under the knife of the powerful bully's dog legs, I asked Lord Song a question: Is it feasible to reason with them?"

Jiang Xinghuo paused and repeated what Song Li had said when he tried Fan Wenlong.

"If you want to change the law, you must first correct people's hearts."

This sentence was actually said by Jiang Xinghuo to Song Li.

Looking at the silent officials, Jiang Xinghuo asked loudly: "What is the human heart?" Is the people's heart, in your eyes, the hearts of the people? ”

"I'm afraid not."

Without waiting for anyone to answer, Jiang Xinghuo replied to himself: "If it were, you would not do anything to be greedy for Mo Chang to close the position of disaster relief food, or even to prepare for the Japanese army. Therefore, the people, I am afraid that in your eyes, they are not the objects that need to be taken into account at all, what you need to take into account is only the strong and powerful places like the Fan family or the heart of a gentry who has raised people and entered the scholar's family. ”

"Shangguan did this, and you did the same, for a long time, you didn't treat the people as human beings, so that now there is a flood and the people are displaced, you don't go to resettle, you don't care, but you are greedy for food and raise the price of food. That's how the hearts of the people in the world are rotten. ”

Seeing that the officials were silent, Jiang Xinghuo sneered and said.

"I don't even dare to admit it, I'm cowardly and greedy, so ah, you guys really deserve to die."

The officials' hearts trembled, and Jiang Xinghuo's words struck on their blackened conscience like a flood of bells, if that could still be called conscience.

Jiang Xinghuo got up and looked around.

"I, Jiang Xinghuo, want to change the law, want to make the country strong and the people rich, want to make China stand on top of the world forever, and don't clean up the hearts of the people who have been squandered by you from scratch. Will it work? ”

(End of chapter)