My lord, Niu Tou Dao, didn't you write your resignation? You have already reported to Yan Jun in the Netherworld, and Yan Jun has already approved it.

Quasi or not, no? Everyone's eyes brushed and brushed, and they all looked at the bull head and horse face.

Of course, yes, Ma Mian rushed to say, Xincheng God's master will take office on the same day, from today on, you will come and go freely, but there is still a section, you need to go back to Laoyueshan City God's Temple and Xinchenghuang to hand over.

After the two ghosts finished speaking, they thought that Zhao Chenghuang must jump up happily, but they didn't expect Zhao Chenghuang to be happy at first, but he was slightly sad.

Alas. Zhao Chenghuang sighed, Okay, when Brother Wu comes out, I will rush back to make a good handover with Xinchenghuang. You two ghosts, hurry up and pack up the corpse of the boy and the head of the boy who went to the name, and go down and serve the new city god.

Niu Tou Ma Mian exchanged glances with each other, bent down to Zhao Chenghuang to salute, but his face was extremely solemn, and completely put away the laughter just now, thinking that the two of them were full of respect for Zhao Chenghuang from the heart, although this Chenghuang Lord has a big temper and often scolds, but it is in this fire that there is a warm human touch.

After the head of the cow and the horse face were finished, they nodded goodbye to everyone, and according to Zhao Chenghuang's order, they packed up the body of the boy and the head of the boy, went out, and walked away on the snow all over the courtyard, when the night was thick.

Wu Zhen and Leng Chunqiu entered the Ming Shi Khan Qinglou, and came to a courtyard that was indeed a desert, feeling that the cold wind was biting, the season was already late autumn or early winter, and the trees in the courtyard were dilapidated, which made people feel ominous.

Looking up at the sky, the dark clouds cover the bright moon, although it is a full moon, but it is not a warm golden, but a kind of miserable white, wisps of dark clouds entangle the full moon, entwined with the full moon, the full moon seems to be out of the dark clouds, but it is powerless.

After Wu Zhen and Leng Chunqiu's eyes got used to black, they searched for candles in the courtyard. I didn't see the candle flame, but I heard someone whispering:

Yan Song, a scholar of Chenguan University, steals power and handles, misleads the country and harms the people, and is the number one thief in the world! The thief who is outside is the only one who is in a hurry, and the thief who is inside is only Yan Song. Thieves, border thieves, scabies, thieves There are thieves inside and outside, and there should be a sequence of attacks, and there are no internal thieves who do not go and can exclude thieves, so the ministers please punish the thieves and Song, and they should be the first to eliminate the thieves. And Song's crimes are full of evil, gods and men are angry, Xu Xueshi, Shen Lian, Wang Zongmao and others are often impeached, but they all say that Song's corruption is small and has not tasted Song's crime of theft. Song's treacherous is good at stroking and decorating, and it is enough to refute the wrongs of those who falsely accuse;

When I read this, I got stuck. So I thought about it again, and I got stuck again, thinking that it had been stuck like this many times.

The two followed the sound, and there was indeed a room, lit by candles, and the light of the candles dangled on the white window paper, and the two approached, tiptoeing, for fear of disturbing the people who were moaning.

Leng Chunqiu whispered, could it be that this person is Yang Jisheng?

Wu Zhen didn't speak, leaned close to the window, licked the window paper with the tip of his tongue, and looked inward with one eye. Leng Chunqiu turned his back to Wu Zhen, with a pair of bright and cold eyes, scanning the entire courtyard, not letting go of all the sounds and slight changes.

The person in the window, instead of sitting on a chair at this time, stood with his hands in his hands, and looked at a couplet on the wall, which read: Iron shoulders bear morality, and spicy hands write articles. I don't know who wrote it, but I saw that the calligraphy was thin and hard, the pen was vertical and horizontal, the pen was carried by wind and frost, the words were ghostly, and the awe-inspiring air went straight through the back of the paper. Wu Zhenxin said, if this is Mr. Yang Jisheng's book, looking at his calligraphy, you can imagine that he is a person.

There was nothing else on the table, only a candle, pen, ink, paper, and inkstone. At this time, the person who came turned his head, Wu Zhen looked at this person carefully, it turned out to be a gentleman in his forties, slender and long, seemingly weak, with a thin face and faint wrinkles.

The gentleman said, Yang Jisheng, Yang Jisheng, it seems that your article "Punishing Thieves and Ministers" is difficult to write again.

It turned out that this person was Yang Jisheng.

According to the records of the Ming Dynasty, in the thirty-second year of Jiajing (1553), Yang Jisheng wrote "Punishing Thieves and Ministers", and impeached Yan Song for "five rapes and ten crimes", and was framed and imprisoned. He was killed in the thirty-fourth year of Jiajing (1555) at the age of forty. After Ming Muzong ascended the throne, Yang Jisheng was the head of the ministers who directly admonished him, and posthumously presented Taichang Shaoqing, nicknamed "Zhongshu", known as "Yang Zhongshu", Yang Jisheng, is an example of thousands of famous ministers.

Wu Zhen couldn't help crying, seeing that Yang Jisheng was worried about state affairs, he hurriedly stretched out his hand to pull Leng Chunqiu.

In the dark, the two nodded, Leng Chunqiu took out the talent bucket, and blew Wen Yun's aura through the broken window paper licked by Wu Zhen.

Yang Jisheng was groaning, and suddenly he was impatient to handle the pen in his hand, he sat at the table, and wrote hard under the swaying of the candle shadow.

This famous "Punishment of Thieves and Ministers" was written. This is about 6,000 words long, and the words are sonorous, and Chen Yansong is guilty of five rapes and ten crimes.

Yang Jiji wrote happily, but Wu Zhen fell into thought. Yang Jisheng died because of writing this article, if he didn't write it, he would not die.

If you don't write this, it's not Yang Jisheng.

After Yang Jisheng finished writing this sparse, he chanted several times, erased and smeared several times, only to listen to Yang Jisheng read: The situation of thieves and ministers is gone, heroes will come out, the merit is clear, and the military prestige is self-invigorating. Therefore, the minister wants to give up the death of the picture and must be anxious to please the thief and the minister, but the responsibility of the thief and the thief is the emperor's business, the minister feels that the emperor knows the thickness of the encounter and cannot bear it, and the emperor can not forget the grace of regeneration, and he is grateful for the landless, so he does not avoid death.

Wu Zhen and Leng Chunqiu were about to listen, when suddenly someone called in their ears.

Calling for a name.

Wu Zhen and Leng Chunqiu walked out of the Ming Shi Khan Qinglou, walked out of Yiguandu, and stepped down the ladder of false names, but their mood was not relaxed, their faces were heavy, and the pace was not brisk in solving the crisis, but heavy.

Second-hand humane, things are done, why are you unhappy?

Wu Zhendao, Yang Jisheng is really a great sage, and he has a common life in his heart. Why did the loyal minister end up like this?

Seeing his cousin's depressed face, Prince Xiaolong hurriedly asked, what happened to the loyal ministers?

Second-hand Taoism, Yang Jisheng participated in Yan Song, Sejong was furious and sent him to prison, and someone sent Mr. Worm gall to increase his courage. Some people advised Mr. "Don't be afraid", Yang Jisheng said, how can anyone be afraid of beating Yang Jiaoshan. Talking and laughing, going to the church to be beaten.

According to the "Yang Jisheng Annals": before the fight, the heart has been determined, when the fight, it is the eyes to look at the heart, the tongue is on the palate, the teeth are tightly aligned, the mind is not scattered, the mouth is not moaning, the cover is a call is chaotic, and the blood is in the heart, and he will die. When the party beats four or five sticks, the heart hurts, but if the person is busy, then he sleeps and thinks that his heart is in turmoil. So he brings up his thoughts, and treats his body as if it were a foreign object. When the beating reaches fifty or sixty, he suddenly realizes that if someone covers him with clothes, he does not feel very painful, and he is called divine help, or it is true? After the beating, the captain will push in the burden and carry it out to the door, and the family will carry it to the door of the law department. The patrol officer was Li Tianrong of Jiangxi in the same year, so he went to the door, and all the bait and everything was blocked. The legs are swollen and thick, rubbing against each other, unable to be front and back, swollen and hard like wood, unable to bend and stretch. Stop holding the two of them, work hard, and go to prison without falling to the ground.

The Five Dragons are humane, although Mr. Yang is a Confucian student, but he is a true Confucian student, knowing that he can't do it, which is admirable.

The second-hand Taoist also said that the prison officer was threatened by Yan Song and his gang to not be allowed to visit or give medicine. The wound was never bandaged, and in the filthy and cold cell where flies and insects thrive, the wound inevitably worsened and became infected. The jailer of the cell saw Yang Jisheng sitting firmly on the ground, his head bowed, holding a broken bowl in his hand, and he was concentrating on scraping the flesh on his leg. The bowl is not sharp, and the rotten flesh is not easy to cut, and Yang Gong did not let out a groan of such unbearable severe pain.

On the day of the edict's execution, the people of the four cities flocked to Xishi to see Yang Jisheng off. The streets were crowded with people, the cries shook the sky, and the clear sky suddenly darkened. Yang Jisheng held his head high, regarded death as home, and sang in public: The heroic spirit is still too empty, Dan's heart is eternal. He did not report to the country in his life, and left it as a loyal soul.

Prince Xiaolong said, the emperor is really mediocre, and he killed such a good person. Not only are they good people, they are simply heroes. Then Yan Song, did they fall?

Second-hand Taoism: Seven years after the death of Yang Gong, Yan Song and his son were defeated by the Ministry of Rites, Dongge University scholar Xu Jie, and others. After Ming Muzong ascended the throne, he rehabilitated the minister of the former dynasty, Yang Jisheng was the first person, and was posthumously presented as Taichang Shaoqing. In the second year of Longqing, Hao Jie, the superintendent of Zhili, under the strong request of the people of Baoding, played Mu Zong: "Baoding Mansion is the hometown of Yang Jisheng, and the local officials and people please set up a shrine for Yang Jisheng to make a permanent memorial and ask for approval." The emperor quickly approved it, and named it "Jingzhong" Temple.

After speaking, everyone sighed. Fate is so ghostly.

What kind of justice is belated justice.

The air in the room was very depressing, and even the joking Zhao Chenghuang seemed to be thinking about it.

At this moment, there was a lot of noise outside the courtyard gate. It turned out that at this time, it was already dawn.

Surround Fusheng Alley, don't let Mr. Sick Mei escape.