Qufu County and Shandong Bu Political Envoy Department both came to the official document to fold, the above said Xuanhu, what holy gate is humiliated, the country will not be a country, and so on......

The emperor just threw aside the impeachment notes on the dragon case, sneered, and said to Xia Shouzhong, "After reading these twists and turns, I thought that my dynasty was about to fall!"

Hehe......

Xia Shouzhong laughed and said, "These scholars like to exaggerate, why should the emperor be angry about this? It's not worth it to be angry and break the dragon's body."

"Where am I mad at this? I'm angry with Jia Cong, this kid, the kindness of a woman, what did he do to save Xia Jiang? If I really want any face, how can I send Xia Jiang to Shandong at his request?"

Xia Shouzhong couldn't answer the emperor's words, so he could only laugh twice and follow the emperor out of the hall.

"By the way, did my father say that what to do with that seal?"

Xia Shouzhong's expression became complicated, and he replied with a smile: "That seal is now in Princess Chun's hand, and the sage said, let Princess Chun play with it."

Forehead~

At this moment, the emperor's expression became complicated, even if the seal was "fake", it could not be thrown to the child as a toy.

He thought for a moment and instructed, "You go to the Dragon Head Palace and put away the seal......

"Emperor, the old slave once advised the sage, and the sage said that since it is fake, then don't take it too seriously, just like the jade in Rongguo Mansion. The more inappropriate it is, the less it is."

If the old man knew that the old man of the saint said this, he would definitely take the old master to have a drink-confidant!

Mrs. Wang and the old lady were dizzy back then, and there was a scene born with jade, which shocked him into a cold sweat.

If he hadn't secretly sent someone to spread the word about it all over the city, maybe Baoyu would have "died of a serious illness" long ago.

The emperor will also come back to his senses, his father is worthy of being his father, and he is still several floors above him when it comes to playing with people's hearts.

Spring is late, and the day of recovery comes a little later this year.

The emperor walked leisurely, originally wanted to go to the yamen of the six departments and five temples of the imperial city, thought about the stacks of impeachment recitals on the desk, and finally stopped at the gate of the palace.

Forget it, if this will go to the imperial city, it will be stopped by the ministers for a long time.

The emperor just wanted to return to the Qinzheng Palace, when a person suddenly appeared outside the palace gate. He immediately walked quickly away from the palace gate and walked to the northeast of the palace city.

"Hurry up, hurry up, you're going to be stuck here if it's too late."

Xia Shouzhong only glanced outside the palace gate, and immediately followed the emperor's footsteps.

A large group of people from the Ministry of Rites, the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the Six Sections, and the Guozijian came and were negotiating with the forbidden army at the gate of the palace.

It was this that Xia Shouzhong could judge the identities of several people from his voice, all of them were hard-boned, and they dared to grab the emperor's sleeve in Fengtian Palace.

Before arriving at the Dragon Head Palace in the northeast of the palace, the emperor couldn't help but support his forehead.

Are these people crazy? Even my father didn't let go!

Xia Shouzhong hid outside the Yimen and secretly glanced at it, then turned around and smiled bitterly: "Emperor, it's the Holy Duke of Yan and a few Confucians in Beijing."

"I can't stay in this palace, you go to pass the decree and let Hong'er supervise the country, I am sick and need to go to the palace outside the city to recuperate."

Again?

Xia Shouzhong had to remind: "Emperor, it's okay for you to hide all the time, and the young master can't resist the spittle of those people. You have to make up your mind about Qufu as early as possible."

The emperor walked in the direction of the harem without looking back, and threw a word to Xia Shouzhong: "What do you think? Jia Cong set up the stage and let him sing well. Sent an order to the governor's mansion to transfer 3,000 forbidden troops to the south as soon as possible, and obeyed Jia Cong's dispatch. I still don't believe it, his Confucian family is really white like a blank piece of paper, without any ink. Let Jia Cong investigate carefully, kill when you should kill, and if there is a mess, there will be me...... With Jia Enhou on his shoulders, I'm afraid of a bird!"

The emperor scolded all the swear words, and Xia Shouzhong naturally didn't dare to delay.

A holy decree was drafted, stamped with a large seal, and quickly sent to the governor's palace.

Zhang Yue, the British minister who sat in the Metropolitan Governor's Palace, did not say that the holy decree did not conform to the rules without the cabinet

With a wave of his hand, he dispatched three thousand of the most elite cavalry from the twelve guards of the Beijing camp, led by three thousand household officials, and hurried to Shandong.

I don't know if it's a coincidence, but the people and horses drawn from the Shenwu camp are none other than Liu Xianglian.

Liu Xianglian, who had just learned the result of the proposal from the Zhongshun Palace, was sitting in the room and meditating on how to impress Jia Yu, the Marquis of Rongguo, and Jia Cong, who was far away in Shandong, but listened to the order of the general of the Governor's Mansion and asked him to lead a thousand Shenwu Battalion cavalry and rush to Qufu, Shandong with the team.

Dada......

The holy decree said that he should hurry up, and Liu Xianglian was more anxious than anyone else.

Only five days later, 3,000 cavalry had arrived at the gate of Qufu County.

Jia Cong, who received the news, changed into an official uniform and went to the city gate to greet the emperor with Jia Shiyi's accompaniment.

This is really an oracle, because there is no way to write it on the holy decree.

The chamberlain, who was about to be torn apart, whispered the emperor's message, and Jia Cong asked him to settle the forbidden army to rest temporarily, and then returned to the inn with a smile.

Sure enough, the emperor was tired of the Kong family's successive ignorant and murderous verbals, which made him feel good.

is the last sentence, something happened to his father to bear it, which made Jia Cong a little crying and laughing.

He hasn't done it yet.

"My lord, what Mr. Qingteng said is right, the Yansheng Mansion can fall, but the Kong family can't. Confucius can't stay, but Confucianism still has to be kept, and there are still a large number of Confucianists and scholars who care about the community and the people. After all, the world has not yet reached the point where it can leave Confucianism, at least not yet."

Lü Xiaozu was recruited by Xu Jin and sent to assist Jia Cong in dealing with the affairs of Qufu.

When he learned about Qufu from Xu Jin, he almost fainted. He's just a small Tobu Langzhong, and he really doesn't want to get involved in such an earth-shattering event.

It's horrible!

Passing on the jade seal of the country, going to the sea in private, and involving the Yan Shenggong Mansion and the Zhen family, any one of them can make his bones disappear.

It's a pity that he hesitated at the time, didn't poke his eyes blind on the spot, didn't poke his ears deaf, and could only come to Qufu County tremblingly.

After two days of being busy, Lu Xiaozu was surprised to find that the Yansheng Mansion that originally made him respect a god was just that, and it was not even as clean as his small mansion.

At least he, Lu Xiaozu, did not eat the flesh and blood of the people, and did not pick up the White Lotus Sect bandits, Japanese bandits, and bandits in the mountains to burn, kill, and loot in Shandong.

In the heavily guarded inn, Lu Xiaozu looked at the dirty things done by the Yan Shenggong Mansion on the desk, and almost scolded angrily.

If the Confucian saint knew that his descendants had done so many unspeakable evil deeds, he would definitely pick up his fist and hammer him to death one by one in front of the Confucian Temple.

Jia Cong couldn't bear to look at the papers and evidence collected, and now as soon as he closed his eyes, he could hear the wail of the souls who died tragically under the knife of the bandits.

In the 38th year of Zhaowu, Qingzhou was in trouble, in the 41st year of Zhaowu, the Jinan White Lotus Sect was in rebellion, and in the second year of Yuanyou, Yanzhou Lianqingshan bandits slaughtered people......

Coupled with the rebellion of the White Lotus Sect in Qufu this time, behind every tragic incident, there is the shadow of the Yansheng Mansion.

"Lord Lu, don't worry, this official knows the severity."

The teacher is right, Confucius is Confucius, and Confucianism is Confucianism; The Yansheng Mansion is the Yansheng Mansion, and the Confucian family is the Confucian family.

Although he was angry, the imperial court needed to use Confucianism to maintain the rule of the dynasty. Moreover, the imperial court had to set up a new Confucian family to maintain the sanctity of Confucianism.

Lu Xiaozu was afraid that Jia Cong would slaughter the Qufu Kong family in anger, and finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Jia Cong's response.

Jia Cong was silent for a while, and then suddenly asked, "Is there any news from Nankong?"

"I don't want to go north to Quzhou, they said...... Say ......"

Lu Xiaozu hesitated for a moment and sighed: "Kong Shangsen, the patriarch of the Kong clan in Quzhou, said that he has a lineage of Southern Kong, and as early as when the previous dynasty *** entered the Central Plains, he had nothing to do with Northern Kong. Whether the Qufu Kong family is alive or dead, he doesn't care about Nankong. If it is a matter of teaching and educating people, he is full of strength

Help. For the rest, Nan Kong can't help him."

"This Nankong is hard, but it's a pity......

People are unwilling, and Jia Cong can't force Nankong's people to go north to take over the mess in Qufu.

However, Kong Shangsen's words gave Jia Cong a good idea, why did Xu Jin want Jia Cong to distinguish between Confucius and Confucianism, and to distinguish the Confucian family in Qufu, it is not that Confucianism has knowledge at present, and it is an indispensable person for the dynasty to maintain its rule.

In the end, it is a question of education implementation, and if that is the case, it is time to come up with a plan for education reform.

The implementation of compulsory education is certainly not feasible with the current financial situation of the country, and teachers alone cannot even be popularized at the state level.

can only carry out elite education first, but this is not something that he, a person who has no talent and fame, can do.

By the way, Beikong is not without a person of noble character, the sincere ancestor priest, the famous Confucian Kong Xiang'an once mentioned in his writings that the Gaomen clan should not be allowed to monopolize knowledge, and beware of the birth of a new family.

This is an admirable old man, you might as well let him take over the Kong family......

"Master Lu, what do you think of Mr. Huaili?"

Yes?

"Mr. Whitley? Are you planning to push Mr. Huaili to the front desk? Xia Guan thought that the adults planned to let Kong Xianglian take over the Kong family."

Lu Xiaozu thought for a while and replied, "Mr. Huaili is indeed more suitable than Kong Xianglian, with high seniority, great fame, good learning, and noble morality."

Jia Cong nodded, the Confucian family is really indescribable, but it is the Shu branch that is amazingly talented and gorgeous, and even has several Confucian scholars with good knowledge and character.

He didn't say whether he would push Kong Xiangan to the forefront, but only instructed Lu Xiaozu to speed up the sorting out of the files related to the Yansheng Mansion, after all, the day of the trial was coming.

Since the White Lotus Sect bandits troubled Shandong, Qufu County and even Yanzhou Mansion have not been so lively for a long time.

Since the middle of March, I don't know how many Confucian scholars from Shandong, Henan, Nanzhili and Gyeonggi have come, and the inns of all sizes in Qufu County have been crowded with scholars in Confucian shirts.

In the small towns and villages around the county, there are also many scholars who rent them, which can be regarded as an increase in the income of the people.

Jia Cong ordered half of the forbidden army to patrol the territory of Qufu every day, and at the same time sent people to pick up the teacher Xu Jin.

Originally, he didn't approve of his teacher getting involved in this case, but compared to Mr. Qingteng of Liuyuan Wenkui, he always had a feeling of being played bad when dealing with scholars all over the city.

When he welcomed the teacher into the door, the whole brain was still echoing.

Xu Jin rubbed the little apprentice's brain, and smiled dumbly: "You, you, when dealing with that group of people, you should put on a 'vulgar martial arts posture and talk to others about the saint's classics, do you have that ability?'

Jia Cong smiled bitterly: "The students don't want to, but this group of Confucians are all open and closed, and the students can't miss the cowardice, wouldn't that be a fall for the teacher."

Syllable!

After a slap on the brain, Jia Cong felt very kind.

Xu Jin smiled and said, "What is the name of a teacher? In front of them, you are the deputy envoy of the imperial court, not the apprentice of the teacher. They are trying to suppress your momentum, so that the imperial court can severely punish Xia Jiang, and even burn this fire on your body and slap Your Majesty in the face."

After teaching his apprentices for a while, Xu Jin turned his gaze to Lu Xiaozu, who bowed and saluted.

"Lord Lu, where are Chen Baoliang and Song Zhaolin staying? How's the preparation from the county government?"...

Lu Xiaozu replied: "Lord Qiqi Qincha, the Shandong Political Envoy, the Punishment Envoy, the Inspector Yushi, and the Seven Great Confucians have all arrived in Qufu County, and are currently living in the Yansheng Mansion, the Qufu County Post Station, and the Mansion of Mr. Huaili, the Ancestor of Zhicheng."

Xu Jin's brows furrowed, and after a moment, he sneered: "It's really ridiculous, there is already a bias before the trial starts, so how do the people view the justice of the imperial court?"

Lu Xiaozu hurriedly explained, "Your Excellency, the presiding judge, Lord Chen, the chief inspector, and Lord Song, the inspector of the Imperial History, are temporarily staying at the post station, and they are the political envoys

The seven great Confucians went to his house at the invitation of Mr. Huaili to stay at his house for a while."

Jia Cong said in Xu Jin's ear, "Teacher, Mr. Huaili is still credible. If it weren't for Mr. Huaili who stopped the people of the Yansheng Mansion earlier, maybe Xia Jiang would have been burned to death in front of the Confucian Temple."

Xu Jin nodded: "Mr. Huaili is naturally credible, he has high moral character, if there are still clean people in the Confucian family in Qufu, it must be his old man. Let's go, you go with your teacher to visit Mr. Huaili and a few great Confucians."

With Xu Jin in the way, Jia Cong immediately felt a lot more relaxed. In two days, Xu Jin visited many Confucian sages in the city in a row, which opened Jia Cong's eyes.

This six-yuan Wen Kui Guo went down to earth like a Wenqu star, and smashed a group of old men into a daze with the sage's classics, not only had doubts about the one-sided words that the Yansheng Mansion said before, but was also pulled into the carriage of the imperial court by Xu Jin.

What is the education reform that the little apprentice said before, what is most lacking at the moment? It's not silver, it's talent!

Qufu County gathered a large number of Confucian masters because of the case of Xiajiang's excavation of Konglin, and Xu Jin felt panicked if he didn't pull a group of people into the gang.

Is it important to try a case? Significant.

But in Xu Jin's eyes, no matter how the ironclad case is tried, it can't turn the sky upside down. Only the educational reform that his little apprentice was thinking about was something that could make him interested.

Knock knock knock......

"Mighty~"

Drums were beating, and the forbidden army in place of the official was lined up on both sides with sentry sticks, and under the plaque hanging high by the mirror sat two presiding judges who seemed to be majestic.

Jia Cong and Kong Xiangan sat down as deputy judges, and looked coldly at the wide open gate of the county government, which was already crowded with scholars in Confucian shirts.

Kong Xiang'an didn't seem to care about the outcome of the case at all, but turned his gaze to Jia Cong and whispered, "Okay, after the case is tried, you have to ask your teacher to give a few lectures in my academy......

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