Chapter 422: Are You Worthy Too?

With the opening of the gate in the middle of the general army's yamen.

First, thirty brown horses jumped out, all black armor and bright helmets on their backs, with long knives at their waists and long bows on their backs.

Then there was the brigade's black-robed and narrow-colored Imperial City Guards.

There were three teams of people in total, and after going out, one team went to the palace of the dynasty, one team went to Chen Zhenhui's mansion, and the last team went to Hongwumen, ready to start martial law in the whole city.

And Qin Erbao took Fu Chuande and the others to the palace of the dynasty.

In fact, Wang Chaoping didn't know about Wang Shou being attacked and killed on the street before this morning.

This incident was actually done by Chen Zhenhui in private - in order to severely weaken Wang Qi's prestige and restrain his actions to create a parliament.

"Why don't you discuss this with me? Is it still secretive? Wang Chaopin knew that any scolding at this time was useless, so he could only ask how he was doing first, so as not to let people catch him.

Murder at every turn,

This kind of thing, Wang Dynasty hired a self-proclaimed scholar and disdained to do it.

And this kind of thing is easy to cause Wang Qi to fight back extremely violently.

Who is Wang Qi?

It was a ruthless person who jumped out of the sea of corpses and blood to open a road to heaven.

If you want to compare the means with him, that's far from it!

"The people sent out are all dead, there should be no flaws," Chen Zhenhui sat upright, although she was reprimanded, she was still a little unconvinced: "That Wang Qi, a usurper, dared to reform the imperial court and create a parliament in Nanjing City with such fanfare, it is simply an insult to us and other scholars!" If I don't give him a dismount, he will still be a gentleman in Nanjing City, and he will be a soft bone! ”

"You just handed the handle of the knife to someone else," Wang Chao Ping sat down, and at this time, his face calmed down.

"How dare he kill me? How dare he kill me for no reason? Chen Zhenhui stiffened her neck: "I represent the scholars in Jiangnan!" If he, Wang Qi, wants to attract public opinion and the world is turbulent, he can kill me! ”

Hearing his student's angry words, Wang Chaopin shook his head helplessly: "If you are angry, don't talk about it." ”

"In this way, as soon as the old man is old, he will no longer hide in Tibet, and tomorrow I will have someone arrange for you to go out of the city," Wang Chaopin glanced at his students and said with a smile: "In the future, after all, it will depend on you, don't be so reckless." ”

"Teacher!" Chen Zhenhui frowned: "What are you talking about, why are you running?" ”

As soon as the words fell, a servant ran outside the door to report: "Oh no, sir, there are a lot of officers and soldiers outside the alley, and it seems that they are coming to the house!" ”

Wang Chaopin was stunned for a moment, and then smiled bitterly: "Come so fast!" ”

At this time, in the foyer, a four or five-year-old child with a peach hair stumbled in.

"Daddy, A-Niang called you to eat," after the child entered the hall, he went straight to Wang Chaopin's arms, looking cute and unusual.

Gently stroking the top of the child's hair, Wang Chaopin said softly: "Husband, you have to listen to A-Niang's words, follow your brother to study hard, and you can be useful for Jiangshan Sheji in the future!" ”

After appeasing his son, Wang Chao hired someone to take him away, and then turned his head to look at Chen Zhenhui: "Dingsheng, you can't go, go with your teacher?" ”

Chen Zhenhui said without fear: "Die for the court, die as you deserve!" ”

"Good! Worthy of the monarch's father, and worthy of the integrity of the reader! Wang Chao laughed loudly, and then got up: "You and I, teachers and students, go to the national disaster together!" ”

While the two were talking, the entire mansion was surrounded by armored soldiers.

Suddenly, outside the hall, there was a cry.

When the dynasty was about to go out,

Qin Erbao had already put on his armor and walked in.

"Both of them are here, that's just right," Qin Erbao's gaze swept over the two of them: "Qin has something to say, I want to ask you." ”

"There's no need to be hypocritical," Wang Chaoping sneered: "I'll go with you!" ”

"Then please," Qin Erbao smiled: "Come on, take it away!" ”

At this time, Wang Fuyi, who had just left, ran into the hall crying and screaming, pounced on Wang Chaopin, and shouted Daddy.

Perhaps affected by the cry of his youngest son, Wang Chaopin raised his head and said: "He Wang Qi has always boasted of himself, only punishing the evil, not connecting his family, this time, it's okay to go with you, the old man does things alone, you can't involve my family!" ”

Qin Erbao frowned and looked at Wang Chaopin: "Old man, you want to be famous in history, and you want to have a family reunion, are you a little greedy?" ”

"Piff, how dare you insult my teacher like this?" Chen Zhenhui became angry when she heard this, and she was about to step forward and pull Qin Erbao.

Smack!

The moment the scabbard rested on Chen Zhenhui's shoulder, the air in the hall fell silent.

Even four-year-old Wang Fuzhi knew to stop crying.

"Scholars have always misled the country, you claim to save the country and save the people, but you don't know the suffering in this world, which one have you saved? There is nothing to praise except foolishness and loyalty to the king."

Qin Erbao gently patted Chen Zhenhui's shoulder with the scabbard and mocked: "You have read, you told me that outside the city of Nanjing, how many acres of fields belong to the poor people?" How many people can really eat enough? How much money is coveted for relief every year? How many acres of land do you have in your family, and how many tenant farmers do you have? Empty slogans, full of blood? ”

The mockery on Qin Erbao's face was even stronger: "You guys are also worthy of going against the ruling lord?!" ”

Being pressed on the shoulder with a scabbard, Chen Zhenhui's face turned red: "However, no matter how loud you blow, you are also usurpers and rebels!" Everybody gets it!! ”

"After a thousand years, how many people in the world are called kings, how many people are called emperors, and how many dynasties have changed?" Qin Erbao smiled: "Emperor? It's just something that the ruling lord has discarded! ”

"Do you dare to guarantee that he Wang Qi will never be the emperor?" Chen Zhenhui asked, unconvinced.

"You deserve to ask this?" Qin Erbao put away the scabbard and didn't plan to talk nonsense with them: "Take the two of them away!" ”

At this time, the entire courtyard was full of people who came to watch the play.

"What happened to Mr. Wuyi's mansion?"

"The commander-in-chief of the soldiers and horses personally brought people to arrest him! I heard that Mr. Wuyi was involved in last night's assassination."

"Without evidence, it's not easy to arrest people, right?"

"Evidence? Didn't you see that Fu Chuande? The original capital of the imperial history, he is the evidence."

There was a creak, and the door opened amid the sound of everyone talking.

There were no expected shackles, just hands tied with backhands, and black cloth covers on their heads.

"This is the council's new way of catching prisoners, and you can't see anything, how do you run?" Someone has explained this way of catching criminals.

"It looks like only two people were caught."

"The council, it has always been only the first evil, and the children of the clan are not allowed to conduct scientific examinations, and nothing else is involved."

The people of Nanjing City had a lot of discussions about the arrest of Wang Chaopin and others, some felt that there were too few people arrested, and it was difficult to play a deterrent role, while others felt that the world-famous Confucianism should be respected, and no punishment should be imposed

However, the next day, when it was rumored that Wang Chaopin had a connection with Zhu Yousong, the king of Changsha Ji, the wind direction immediately changed, and everyone felt: Wang Chaopin, Chen Zhenhui and the two should die!

Standing on a moral standpoint, opposing Wang Qi is the insistence of the reader, or the backbone.

But once you are associated with other vassal kings, you want to lead the world with your own selfishness, and when the time comes, all the people will be in your hands.

So, it's not a pity to die!

Nanjing City should be Tianfu Prison.

For three days, no one came to interrogate him, except for the jailer who delivered meals every day, and he didn't see anyone again.

This situation really made this great Confucian a little unbearable.

"What does Wang Qi want to do? Such a scornful old man! "Wang Chaopin was not subjected to any ill-treatment in prison, and no one came to criticize him - this situation was unbearable!

"The old man is innocent, if he goes out like this, won't he be misunderstood by the world?" When Wang Chaopin was distressed, he only heard the sound of chains ringing in the distance, as if someone had walked in.

Wang Qi?

The dynasty hired Huo Ran to get up!

The Lord has finally arrived!

As the figure slowly walked over, Wang Chaopin's gaze slowly changed from expectation to disappointment, and then to anger, and he said sharply to the visitor: "Why didn't Wang Qi come?" ”

Does he look down on the old man?

Qin Erbao stood outside the iron gate, and someone brought him a stool.

"Your business is not worth being the chief lord," Qin Erbao sat there dignified: "You are just a Confucian student. To be honest, your self-perception is a bit inadequate. ”

"Confucianism?" Wang Chaopin sneered, his face full of pride: "You can go and ask Wang Qi, if he is asked to choose again, will he be a martial artist or a Confucian student?" ”

Qin Erbao frowned, feeling that this scholar was a little crazyβ€”you also deserve to be compared to the chief adult?

"I'm here to ask you, what is the relationship between you and Zhu Yousong, the king of Ji?" Qin Erbao waved his hand and asked the rest of the people to go out first, and talk to Wang Chao alone by himself.

"His Royal Highness King Ji," Wang Chaopin narrowed his eyes and said in a deep voice: "He wants to raise an army against the king, and the old man and him are in a cooperative relationship, so as to strengthen his prestige!" Count it out, at this time, His Highness has already raised troops! ”

Wang Chaopin's face was filled with excitement: "I don't want to win, I just want to be able to shake Wang Qi's power, so that people of insight in the world can unite and fight the Wang family together!" ”

"Obsessed!" The reason why Qin Erbao dismissed others was to give the dynasty a chance to hire him, and if such a great Confucian could be used by Wang Qi, the implementation of the council would be much smoother.

But now it seems that this person is going to go all the way to the dark.

"After the Nanjing City Council is established, you will be sentenced to the crime, and then there will be a specific conclusion," Qin Erbao stood up, not wanting to waste time here: "During this time, you can think about it and think about it, what is the world?" ”

After that, Qin Erbao turned around and left, leaving only one person in the dim cell.

Leaning against the wall in the prison, Wang Chaopin sat down slowly, muttering to himself: "The world? ”

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There are still more than ten days, and it is the Chinese era.

Wang Qi does not plan to return to Beijing before the first lunar month, and the first meeting of the parliament since the new year will begin on February 20, and Wang Qi can rush back at that time.

At this stage, before the completion of all the things in Nanjing City, Wang Qi still needs to sit here.

Wang Chaohi, Chen Zhenhui and others, under the identification of Fu Chuande, have been put into prison by the imperial city guard, and after the establishment of the parliament, the trial will be held - Wang Qi does not want to interfere.

He also wanted to see what kind of path the penal committee in the parliament could take in the situation of self-innovation.

And the auspicious king of Changsha has his own Lu Xiangsheng to deal with it.

On the other hand, Li Yangshan has already returned to Nanjing from Gesoshan and plans to prepare a Taoist journal to unify public opinion in the world.

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"Commercial banks, factories, land, population" Wang Qi wrote eight words on the paper and looked at it fixedly, with a rare trace of hesitation in his eyes.

"The firm can go south first," Wang Qi stroked under the firm with a pen.

In the past few days, Fan Zhongjin has been writing to Wang Qi, wanting to open the firm to Nanjing, and Wang Zhengyi and Wang Nan in Beijing are also planning to open the branch to Nanjing.

The southward movement of the northern trading houses could promote healthy competition, so that the trade, salt transportation, weaving, porcelain, industrial and mining industries that were originally monopolized by the wealthy families of the south could flourish, and in some respects, they could also promote the innovation of production tools.

The influx of trading houses allowed factories to bloom everywhere.

What Wang Qi has been doing recently is to use the funds in the hands of the parliament to establish the first hired textile factory in Nanjing City in the city of Nanjing.

Led by the parliament, with a start-up capital of 20,000 taels of silver, to build a factory on the outskirts of Nanjing, the funds were directly managed by the council's committee – Wang Qi wanted to see if the capitalist system could develop rapidly in the Jiangnan region through the guidance of the government.

With this in mind, Wang Qi used a brush to gently sketch under the factory.

"Population?" Wang Qi's brows furrowed slightly.

If factories rise in large numbers, they will inevitably compete with land for population, and then food and arable land will become an acute problem.

"Zheng Zhilong and Qiu Tong are needed to purchase a large number of slaves from overseas for domestic factories, and there are still large areas of wasteland in the border areas that need to be reclaimed urgently, and a large number of people are needed to enrich them."

In fact, the current population of the Ming Dynasty is far from reaching its peak.

It's just that food limits development.

And there are many people who were killed by the yellow book of the Ming Dynasty in the households, artisan households, and military households, and they are not allowed to get out.

Therefore, at the first meeting of the first year of the parliament, Wang Qi planned to abolish the household registration system on the Yellow Book, and only retain the population statistics, nationality and other systems on the original Yellow Book.

In order to liberate the vast number of peasant households, military households and artisan households, so that the people who were originally trapped in the land or military households can devote themselves to the wave of factories and maritime trade.

As for the grain

Wang Qi's gaze fell on a letter on the corner of the table.

Xu Guangqi's scientific society has recently made a major discovery, and Liu Ding, the first batch of students of the society, cultivated 30 corn seeds adapted to the cold climate of the north on an experimental field in the southwest of Jizhou Prefecture.

And sweet potatoes are also stepping up experiments.

"Time is running out." Wang Qi has the impression that the era of the Xiaoice River has actually arrived, and if corn and other crops cannot be promoted within ten years, the famine everywhere will be rampant, and Wang Qi will also have some headaches. (End of chapter)