"Shaft! Shaft! ”

Nie Bao looked at Ning Jue with scarlet eyes.

"The old man fought with you!"

knew that the group of scholars behind him were unreliable.

Nie Bao pounced towards Ning Jue with his teeth and claws.

Ning Jue almost subconsciously pulled out Chao Wat from his back.

Then there was a sound of breaking the air.

"Smack!" A wat board was pumped in Nie Bao's face.

Sixty-four-year-old Nie Bao had obvious deformation in his facial muscles at the moment when he slapped his face, and Zhu Xizhong only felt as if something had flown out in front of him.

It wasn't until Nie Bao rolled to the ground that Zhu Xizhong came back to his senses.

It was Nie Leopard's tooth that fell out.

"Shaft!"

Ning Jue casually protected Chao Wat in front of him and looked at Nie Bao.

"Old man, it's out of the wind when you talk, if you really can't do it, let's forget it."

"Today is either you dead or I live!" After saying that, Nie Bao turned his head in hatred and glared angrily at the scholars behind him.

"Are you just sitting back and watching this obstacle burn my Holy Gate books? Sitting on the sidelines, what face will you and I have in the future to see the saints under the nine springs? ”

was scolded by Nie Bao like this, and the scholar behind him came back to his senses.

"Fight against this obstacle!"

Looking at the scholars who finally began to roll up their arms and roll up their sleeves, Ning Jue also seemed to have opened his mind.

Isn't this hands-on?!

Say it early!

Ning Jue barely hesitated, and kicked Nie Leopard's ass with a flying kick.

Nie Baoxuan, who had just gotten up from the ground, was kicked to the ground by Ning Jue again.

And the scholar in the distance had already rushed forward and held down Ning Jue, Zhu Xizhong saw that the momentum was not right, so he stepped forward and grabbed Ning Jue.

"Virtuous brother!"

Ning Jue threw away Zhu Xizhong's hand desperately.

"Don't touch Lao Tzu!"

Ning Jue, who was pressed down by the scholars, had already seen the fists that the scholars were about to fall.

It was at this time.

An arrow with a white feather "Whoosh! A sound popped up.

He shot the fist-swinging man's crown away.

The fist froze in place.

"Stop!"

Lu Bing, who was dressed in a python robe, rode on a horse and stared at the people in front of him, and then a team of brocade guards stepped forward to surround the scholars.

"The southern capital is important, what kind of system will it become!"

Nie Bao, whose mouth was full of blood, heard Lu Bing's words, and almost turned his back on the spot.

It's a coincidence that you're here!

Where were you when I was beaten just now?!

Lu Bing raised his head and looked at it for a long time, and then he could recognize Nie Bao.

"Mr. Shuangjiang?"

"Lu Dudu! Isn't this Ning Ke finally insulting Sven, bullying the sages, and trampling on the holy shrine? ! ”

Lu Bing's brows furrowed.

"Mr. Shuangjiang, don't worry, this matter is too bad, the court has a law, there is a law, this matter will not pass like this!"

Nie Bao came to his senses when he heard this.

"How will the imperial court dethrone this matter?"

Lu Bing frowned: "I personally will morally despise the sages and disdain them for the rest of my life." ”

"Imperial court! What is the court going to do with him?! ”

Seeing that Nie Bao was aggressive, Lu Bing said with some embarrassment: "Well, this matter does not mean that the imperial court does not do it. ”

"You directly said what the imperial court would do!"

Lu Bing said with a sad face: "Mr. Shuangjiang, you have to know that nothing says what it must be, whether it works or not, it is not ......."

As he spoke, Lu Bing's eyes gradually drifted.

Nie Bao's face turned red.

glaring at Lu Bing, he roared: "The old man wants to see His Royal Highness the Prince!" Where is the prince?! ”

"Prince, something ...... dethroned"

"That means the prince is in the palace right now?!"

"What do you mean, sir?"

Nie Bao casually took out a handkerchief, touched it on his mouth, and threw it to the ground.

"Listen to all beings! All go to find the officials left behind, today the old man risked his life to go, and he also wanted to see His Royal Highness the Prince! ”

"This!"

"Is Governor Lu going to throw all these scholars into the Nanjing Imperial Prison?! The old man is afraid that you don't have so many cells in prison! ”

Nie Bao frowned.

"Elbow! Old man, see who dares to touch you! ”

Ning Jue, who was originally pushed to the ground by the scholars, looked at the old man, and his eyes couldn't help but flutter.

You have to be a heart learner!

It's so hard!

The beings dispersed one after another, and Nie Bao stared at Ning Jue deadly.

"Ning Kezhong, do you dare to enter the palace with the old man to see the prince."

"I'll give you time, and when all your people are here, I'm entering the palace."

Ning Jue sat on the ground with great interest and looked at Nie Bao.

Nie Bao's expression also became more and more fierce.

"Good boy!"

Nie Bao naturally has his confidence.

Although Nanjing has become a companion capital, and the six ministries and offices are all there, it is just that no one can gather so many officials at the same time on weekdays.

When so many people really get together, it is not much more than the Beijing Dynasty to go to court.

Mai Fu on Nanjing's Chengtian Gate frowned and stared at the officials who were gathering more and more at his feet.

"Heart learning, heart learning, it is really the study of saints, the emperor may not be able to gather so many people from Nanjing!"

"Ancestor, those gentlemen have something to say to your sons."

"What do they say?"

The little chamberlain said tremblingly: "He, they want the old ancestor to find His Royal Highness to discuss the matter with the Heavenly Gate......"

The Ming Dynasty listened to the government in the early days of the imperial gate, which was to make the major affairs of the family and the country clear in the world.

If there is no such thing as the danger of a family and a country, it will not rain when it rains, because the rain is the marriage of heaven and earth, and heaven and earth have no time to listen.

Nanjing is the accompanying capital, Zhu Zaili is the prince, and the emperor of Nanjing Fengtianmen on behalf of the Son of Heaven is not in line with the system, and there is no detailed record.

This is just the left-behind officials testing Zhu Zaili's wrist for the world's corporals.

McFuy thought for a moment before he spoke: "If Your Highness doesn't dare to go, won't the people of the world think that Your Highness is afraid of them?" ”

"Tell them, Your Highness is at the Gate of Heaven!"

"Whoa."

It's just that what McFuy didn't notice was that among the officials gathered under the Fengtian Gate, there were more than a dozen old ministers in green robes, who mingled in the crowd without saying a word.

In a short time, the bell of Jingyang Bell in the Forbidden City resounded throughout the city.

The hundred officials who were about to enter the palace also tidied up their clothes.

This is the first time that Zhu Zaili has faced hundreds of officials alone, and the time seems to have returned to thirty years ago, when the young son of heaven from An Lu first entered the court.

Baiguan fish entered the court.

A painting of the Son of Heaven Luan was carried up to the gate of Fengtian by thirty-two attendants.

Zhu Zaili walked up the steps on the side of the Dan Majesty Stone with a neat crown belt.

When several officials of the Ministry of Rites saw this, they wanted to speak.

But before they could speak, an old eunuch whipped the whip in his hand and whipped it towards them.

"Smack!" "Smack!" Several crunch sounds were heard.

It really scared those people.

Zhu Zaili stared coldly at the hundred officials in front of him and said nothing.

McFuy also shouted at this time: "Praise! ”

Only then did the hundred officials who came back to their senses kneel down one after another, and the mountain shouted, "Heaven is a blessing." ”

After the three praises, he didn't wait for Zhu Zaili to speak.

Zhang Wei, the counselor of the aircraft, and Gu Kexue, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, were pushed out.

"Your Royal Highness, the six princes are in a hurry, and the right side of the Metropolitan Procuratorate is the imperial Shi Ningke, trampling on the holy shrines on the street, burning the saints' classics, and I hereby ask Your Highness to inquire."

Zhu Zaili glanced at the hundred officials, and then asked, "Where is Master Ning?" ”

"Your Highness! Ning Shun insulted Sven and couldn't be called a teacher! ”

Hearing this, Zhu Zaili asked again.

"Where is Master Ning?!"

That Yu Shi was embarrassed even if he was in place.

"Your Highness! The minister heard the ...... of the Holy Son of Heaven"

"If no one brings it, you will seek justice from Lonely, how can there be such justice in the world?!"

When he entered Beijing today, he was bluffed by hundreds of officials for a while.

In the end, it was the prince who was red and miaozheng, and when he saw these ministers, he was not the slightest flustered in his heart, but turned against the guest and questioned them upside down.

Seeing this scene, many old ministers had already secretly sighed.

"Your Royal Highness, Nie Bao, the deputy envoy of Shaanxi Province, has brought the prisoners here!"

Nie Bao waved his hand, and then led a group of scholars to support Ning Jue and walked towards Zhu Zaili.

"Give a seat."

Nie Bao arched his hand and said: "Your Highness doesn't sit, the ministers dare to ......."

Nie Bao's words came to an abrupt end.

Because he saw a small chamberlain carrying a round stool and placing it behind Ning Jue.

"I dare."

Seeing Ning Jue sitting down, Zhu Zaili spoke: "Ning Shi burned books on the street, what happened?" ”

"The style of lecturing in Jinling is getting worse day by day, arguing and arguing, which is nothing more than arguing for the businessman and the wealthy family."

"Argument and argument, but it can't be argued with the peasants."

"What's the use of this?"

Nie Bao was overjoyed.

"Ning Kezhong, if you don't learn so far, and you still have the face to lick the temple, do you know, what is the standard sect of my Jiangyou Wangxue?"

Don't wait for Ning Jue to speak.

There was another sound behind Nie Bao.

"We are vulgar in learning, your king's heart is learned, and the empty rope is consistent, and everything changes will not deviate from its sect, but we can't remember your Jiangyou Wang Xuebiao Zongwei."

Nie Bao was obviously stunned, turned his head to glance, but his face gradually became ugly.

"Du Yuwen? What do you mean by that? ”

"What do you mean? A few of the top three Jinshi got some money, and they got together with a few businessmen, and they wanted to usurp the sage's classics in a few words, if so, we would rather let Ning Ke burn all these classics! ”

"Shinong industry and commerce have been like this since ancient times, and today it is the new uncle here, and it should be the same!"

"Wait for your presumptuousness! Mr. Shuangjiang is a Jiangnan celebrity! ”

"Selling fame and reputation, tending to be inflammatory, and also worthy of being called a celebrity?"

"Old horseman! What nonsense are you talking about? ”

"Want to do it?! The old man, this old bone hasn't been active for almost thirty years! ”

These dozen or so old ministers in green robes, all holding wooden wats, but their faces were fierce.

Only Nie Bao knew that this group of people really dared to kill people.

The reason why they are still wearing green robes at this age is only because they have been to the same place more than twenty years ago.

- Zuo Shun Gate.

Rich and powerful people have been pressed by science for a long time, so they naturally want to emancipate their nature, and the study of mind has flourished, but all this has undergone earth-shaking changes after the new law of the imperial court.

The tenant peasants quit, turned around and went to the merchants, who made a lot of money, leaving only the gentry and landlords to sell in situ.

When we talk about ideals, then we are like-minded, but if you put your hand into my wallet while talking, then you can only be sorry.

Ning Jue, who was sitting on the bench, looked at the group of old men in front of him who were already rolling up their arms and sleeves and preparing to make a move.

It's not buddy, where did you come out of here?!

The Lord is here!

I want to burn you yourself!

(End of chapter)