Butcher.

Tu Qiao, who was stabbed by Qiu Luan, has been recuperating at home these days, and Xu Jie also has to come to Tu's house every day.

It's just that since a few days ago, Xu Jie seemed to have evaporated from the world, and Tu Qiao, who was lying on the sickbed, realized that there was a big incident in Jingzhong again, so he hurriedly ordered someone to find Zhan Han and Fu Jiong, who was missing a leg.

"Tu Zongxian, Jingshi is in chaos, Tao Nianzhai is really crazy this time."

Fu Jiong also sighed.

"In the past, when Wen Zhenggong was there, he also praised that it was by relying on Tao Gong to buckle the brick joints that there was today's Tao family, and I never thought that there would be today's end......"

Tu Qiao's expression on the couch was extremely relaxed.

"Ru Yue, Chao Jin, according to the old man, after the soldiers transferred by the Son of Heaven entered the city, they simply didn't do anything, and took advantage of the chaos to sign the order directly!"

"Hang Ning Jue, it's good to appalle the gang of people in the East Palace!"

Zhan Han frowned and said: "Tu Zongxian, there is no intention of transferring troops in this palace, so it is better to rely on Jinyiwei and Dongchang to stand outside." ”

"You don't have to worry too much about this, if you don't transfer troops, can this matter be over? It's not over, the court has to adjust it, and if it doesn't, it has to be adjusted. ”

"When we picket it afterwards, we said that we were waiting for chaos and that it was expedient! Even the Son of Heaven can't say what is wrong with us! ”

Tu Qiao cautiously turned over, and then sighed.

"It's messy, it's messy, don't let the court finish all its efforts, can the matter of changing the law be over?"

Zhan Han and Fu Jiong glanced at each other, and said in unison: "Tu Gong is high." ”

——

Although Jiajing has already issued an edict, ordering the cabinet to assist the prince in changing the law.

After Yan Song received the holy decree, he directly moved the cabinet to the Wuyi Hall in Xiyuan as soon as possible.

"Yan Ge Lao! Don't you transfer troops yet? ”

The official seal in Ding Rukui's hand was already sweating.

Yan Song looked at Ding Rukui and asked, "Transfer?" Who to kill? ”

"The people who support the change of the law, or those scholars?!"

Ding Rukui's mouth opened, but he had to close his mouth.

"Why don't you make a sound?"

Obviously, in this situation, no one Ding Rukui can afford to offend.

The Zhu family and the Tao family have been smashed by the people, and Ding Rukui has now transferred troops, and I am afraid that someone will go to copy the Ding family tonight.

As for the scholars......

Ding Rukui sighed.

"Then we can't just wait, can we?"

"Wait, either the holy will of the monarch's father, or the prince's life."

The idea of changing the law was set by Jiajing and his son, and Yan Song naturally would not make any assertions, and everything was up to the orders of the father and son.

Those people in the DPRK and China just grasped this point and let it go together.

At this juncture, whoever moves closer to each other may be able to do it.

At this time, in the West Garden, Jiajing's imperial case was already full of copies of the imperial history of Kedao, and Zhang Zuo, Huang Jin, Teng Xiang and others knelt outside the fine house.

But Jiajing sat on the futon and didn't say a word, as if a monk had settled down.

"Has Lu Bing gone?"

"Your lord, Lu Dudu went to the emperor, but Ti Wei didn't have an order and didn't dare to do it, so he could only be forced to go to the vegetable market, but the prisoner car was in the hands of Lu Dudu."

Huang Jin spoke, and Jiajing fell silent again.

These attendants in the West Garden know.

Jiajing is waiting for news from the East Palace.

In the Qingning Palace at the other end of the Forbidden City, Gao Gong stood aside with a solemn expression.

"Uncle, I know what is going on in the city, but this change has already begun to see, we can't just strangle it with our own hands!"

"What is an eyebrow?! Jingshi has already become a mess, can't Su Qing see it? ”

Gao Gong stood tall and held a book of accounts in front of Zhang Juzheng.

"Uncle, look! In the past few days alone, the red cloth sold by Jingshi has already fed thousands of people, nine taxes, and the number of red cloths has surged by nearly 150,000 Wen in one month compared with last year, not to mention that it is nothing more than a few days of trouble. ”

Gao Gong has not yet realized the seriousness of the problem.

Zhang Juzheng raised his head and threw the notebook in his hand directly in front of Gao Gong.

"Just a few days? Su Qing, you can see clearly! In the past few days, Jingshi's bookstore and dyeing workshop have indeed made a lot of money! But do you think they still mean to stop?! ”

"Yesterday, Yuan's garment made 600 dyers and 600 craftsmen, and nearly 5,000 craftsmen were recruited by each workshop! The homeless people of the Jingshi are almost all recruited by them! ”

Gao Gong raised his head in confusion: "Isn't that good?" Could it be that Uncle Da just wants to see Jingshi starving all over the ......" Before Gao Gong finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly.

"Su Qing, the people of Jingshi, one person wrapped in a red scarf is enough! What do they want by dyeing so much red cloth? ”

"There are so many families in Jingshi, and they recruit so many craftsmen, who are they dyeing cloth for?"

Obviously, the merchants who are really hiding behind the scenes.

They are no longer satisfied with the small market of only Jingshi, they have to do the same in two capitals and thirteen provinces.

Stop?

Impossible.

How to make money when you stop.

The cold sweat on Gao Gong's forehead gradually increased, and the account book in his hand fell to the ground, staring ahead with empty eyes, and muttering: "Your Highness, transfer troops......"

"There are no idle soldiers in the Beijing camp, General Zhou, the three grandfathers are all in Xuanfu, a paper urgent order, tomorrow at noon, you can go to the Beijing Division."

Zhu Zaili and Zhang Juzheng glanced at each other, and sent the reserve to the cabinet.

The moment they saw Zhu Zaili's order, Yan Song and Ding Rukui breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time.

Then he rode out of Beijing, went straight to the direction of Xuanfu, and entered Beijing in the starry night.

Zhou Shangwen, who received the order, did not hesitate, and after leaving the British Gong Zhang Rong to stay in Xuanfu, he directly took 3,000 light cavalry to drive directly to Beijing.

"Master Zhou, don't worry, the order said that it was a civil unrest."

Zhou Shangwen's brows furrowed, and he slammed his fist on the saddle.

"How not to rush! Finally agreed to make peace with me, my old bones can finally live a peaceful life, and the people in Beijing are in chaos first! Tell me how not to rush?! ”

"The whole army does not stop! Keep going! ”

I don't know why, this time Zhou Shangwen always had an inexplicable palpitation in his heart.

After confirming that the imperial court had ordered the transfer of troops, Zhan Han and Fu Jiong appeared in the yamen of the criminal department.

"Send men to the top of the city to keep an eye on them, and if they see any soldiers and horses marching outside the city, put the doves back at once."

The order to execute Ning Jue was on the desks of Fu Jiong and Zhan Han.

Staring at the notepad on the desk, Zhan Han frowned and whispered, "Chao Jin, what do you say he Xu Zisheng is waiting for?" ”

"Xu Butang, it seems that he is also waiting for the prince to transfer troops."

"Troop transfers?" Zhan Han's brows gradually furrowed, but he couldn't understand the reason, and the two had to pay all their attention to the pigeon cage in front of them.

——

Caishikou Execution Ground.

Both sides were exhausted, but the anger in their eyes did not diminish in the slightest.

Everyone knows that this is just halftime.

Lu Bing had a pickled vegetable leaf on his head, sitting next to the prisoner car panting, but he didn't have the slightest intention of caring for Ning Jue.

"Chunqing, you're tired, get ready."

"Whoa."

As soon as the wheels of the prisoner cart turned, Tao Dalin, who was sitting on the side, roared as if he was crazy.

"Where is Lu Wenfu going?!"

Lu Bing's move didn't matter, the people who were already exhausted immediately made a gesture to move closer to the prisoner car, and the scholars also struggled to get up and wanted to intercept it, so they made a mess again.

"Lu Dudu! Don't waste your efforts to increase casualties! ”

Seeing this scene in front of him, Lu Bing also had no idea of snatching Ning Jue out.

"Wait for the soldiers to come."

Lu Bingyi sat down on the prisoner car, looking at the messy vegetable market, until the prisoner car stopped, and the people at the vegetable market gradually stopped again.

"Crazy, all crazy."

"Doesn't Lu Dudu still understand? Hang me, this matter can be over! When I die, the breath in the hearts of these scholars will disperse, and when they disperse, the Dharma will change! ”

"The scholars gathered to force the court to kill you, Ning Kezhong, if this example is opened, can it still be repaid? The more important it is, the more you need to take a step, even if you die, you have to wait until the turmoil subsides and the Xuanfu soldiers enter Beijing, and then you can make a conclusion! ”

Ever since Jingshi started to make trouble, when those six Jiuqing didn't let out a fart, Lu Bing noticed that something was wrong.

Lu Bing is not afraid of chaos.

What Lu Bing is afraid of is that some people's things are done in chaos.

As long as this kind of thing becomes the first time, there will be a second time.

The only way to deal with it is to let them toss in vain, so that they will not taste the sweetness at all, and then this kind of thing can stop.

These people with red scarves on their heads don't know that Liubu Jiuqing is already hiding at home and his mouth is almost closed, they don't have to do anything, they just need to wait to pick thorns.

Just when Lu Bing and these scholars were frozen at the entrance of the vegetable market, several groups of scholars who had been ordered by the Ministry of False Summoning had already appeared, and they were all rejected by Lu Bing.

It's a pity that Lu Bing has only one.

These scholars were already well versed in the operation procedures of the imperial court, and pretended that the imperial court issued an order to shut down all the newspaper halls, and the officials and soldiers below did not suspect him.

Many of the newspaper halls in the city were soon raided by the soldiers and horses of the Five Cities and the officials of the Shuntian Mansion.

It's just that the people with red scarves on their heads know that if things get like this, the court will definitely transfer troops, and they are spent here, just waiting for the soldiers and horses of the court to enter Beijing, what kind of statement does the court give to the people of the world, and when everyone is exhausted, they have to look at the court again.

Just as the Xuanfu soldiers were about to enter Beijing, a fast horse came out of Xiyuan, Huang Jin took Jiajing's imperial pen, and went straight to Andingmen, and there was only one sentence on the imperial order.

"The ancestral system of the national dynasty, the border army is not allowed to enter the city."

When they saw this warrant, the guards of Andingmen, even Zhou Shangwen, who had already arrived in the suburbs, and even Ding Rukui and others in the cabinet were stunned.

Only Yan Song seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and picked up the teacup in front of him.

"Elder Yan Ge, this, where is this Your Majesty singing? At present, the Beijing division can't help but transfer troops! ”

Yan Song said with a slight smile: "Dazhang and relieved, there are no soldiers who should enter the city, I am afraid that there are people who are happy in the air, Your Majesty is wise, you and I eat tea." ”

(End of chapter)