Chapter Twenty-Nine: Dividing the Father and Son
"I'm not even afraid of the pen of Confucianism, how can I be afraid of the eunuch's knife?" Ning Caichen shouted loudly: "If I look forward and backward, afraid of wolves and tigers, how can I be worthy of this innate Haoran?"
With his powerful words, thousands of people rejoiced, and Haoran righteousness swept back from mid-air, enveloping it.
The holy light is shining, and Ning Caichen is like a god.
The prison cringed, his gaze retreated to the side, and he craned his neck to watch Ning Caichen continue the trial.
Under the influence of the innate righteousness, no matter how vicious the criminals are, they are also open-minded and calm. The prisoners who felt that they were innocent responded one after another when Ning Caichen called his name and accepted the torture of the merit jade plaque. The prisoners who felt that they were innocent were silent, without the slightest intention of stealing and cheating.
This kind of power that originates from innate and has been passed down from generation to generation, like the Buddha's art of transformation, has the ability to influence the hearts of others, which can be called terrifying!
It was only after he was busy from early morning to evening that Ning Caichen sorted out a total of 972 prisoners in the prison, of which 653 were unjustly imprisoned, and among the remaining 319 people, many were wrongly convicted. This strange situation gave him a feeling that the Ming Dynasty was about to die.
"Is the political situation really rotten to this point? The edifice is about to collapse?" Ning Caichen came from the new century and knew that there should be 22 years of national fortune in the Ming Dynasty in history, but the history he knew, it was difficult to say that it appeared in this time and space.
After all, it's unlikely that it's the same plane.
"The party struggle in the east, the struggle for the country's capital, the battle against Korea/Xian, and the battle of Sarhu have hollowed out the foundation of the country. The eunuch party was autocratic, the general army of all localities supported the army and respected itself, the heads of the prefectures were corrupt and degenerate, and the central government lost its jurisdiction over the localities...... This country is in danger. A strange sigh suddenly sounded, and everyone looked up, only to see a middle-aged man in a green robe and embroidered with a stream, who appeared on the side of the prison at some point.
"Ha, Dad, why are you here?" Luo Fu was startled from the moment he heard this person's voice, and shouted with a bitter face at this time.
"I'm not coming, it's the two of you who will go to prison. The middle-aged man glared at him fiercely and looked at Ning Caichen: "Innate Haoran righteousness, may you resist a strong army?"
Ning Caichen shook his head: "No." This righteousness can kill ghosts and gods, but it can't kill thousands of people. ”
"Then why are you doing this? Don't tell me you didn't think about the consequences. No matter how these criminals got in, if you let them all go at once, it's a shocking case. The middle-aged man said solemnly.
Ning Caichen looked him in the eye: "Because I want to see if this empire has rotted to the roots." If I don't accomplish my purpose today and get sentenced for my crimes, then this empire will really be hopeless, and I will escape from prison, cultivating myself and cultivating my life without cultivating the merits of the people of the world. If the righteous path still exists, and there is a debate between good and evil, you should rise up bravely, cultivate yourself and cultivate your life, and cultivate all merits. ”
The middle-aged man was silent for a while: "Why do you rely on your innate righteousness?"
"Relying on the undeceived ideals of kindness in the hearts of Confucians, is the current Donglin Party still pursuing the Confucian way?" Ning Caichen shouted in a low voice.
The middle-aged man frowned and narrowed his eyes: "Many of them have changed from Confucians to scholars. ”
Ning Caichen pursed his lips: "The largest Confucian group in the empire has become a scholar group, and it has begun to decay from the roots. ”
"You are not a saint. The middle-aged man said seriously: "Unless the Yangming Sage goes out of the customs, kills the evil spirits, and clarifies the situation, the words ......."
"I have inherited Wen Tianxiang's innate righteousness, and I should always do something. Ning Caichen remembered that when he accepted the inheritance of the innate Haoran righteousness, those scattered beliefs, ambitions, unwillingness, loyalty, and integrity that came to his mind poured into his mind, and he sighed lightly.
"What do you want to do, and how much do you want to go?" the middle-aged man muttered for a longer time this time, his face grim.
"Traveling thousands of miles, I heard that Zhang Zai wanted to establish his heart for heaven and earth, establish his life for the people, continue to learn for the saints, and open peace for all generations. This goal is too big for a saint to accomplish. Is Jang Jae a saint? He's not, so he failed. Ning Caichen said calmly: "I won't do things beyond my ability, I won't govern the country, so I don't discuss the government." What I will do and can do is to fight on behalf of the heavens, punish the evil and promote the good, punish the evil and kill the evil, and return the world to a bright and prosperous world, so that the righteousness of Haoran will last forever. ”
"You are more realistic and realistic than Zhang Zai. The middle-aged man's eyes were shining: "Maybe one day, you can make the sky clear and righteousness forever." ”
Ning Caichen was dressed in white, as if exuding a holy light in the darkness: "From early morning to now, no one has come to stop me, let me judge and act, and I have not thanked the adults for their help." ”
The middle-aged man shook his head and said softly: "No need to say thank you, you are ten officials and nine Confucians, and I am the one among the nine Confucians." As a Confucian scholar, you are born with a great and have the will to support justice, and I will definitely do my best to cooperate. Hundreds of innocent prisoners in this prison can leave now. ”
"Thank you, Lord for your grace!" Seeing that the dust had settled on his release from prison, hundreds of innocent prisoners bowed down and bowed.
The middle-aged man didn't look at them, but looked at Ning Caichen seriously: "You are Luofu's friend, so I will call you a good nephew and treat you as a family member." Virtuous nephew, can you smell the wood in the forest, and the wind will destroy it?"
Ning Caichen remembered the current situation of Confucianism in which people despise each other and even attack each other, and suddenly understood what he meant: "I still hope that adults will teach me." ”
"Alas, I wish you wouldn't be jealous of me for taking away your reputation. The middle-aged man sighed: "For these hundreds of prisoners, you can say that you are on my orders to re-investigate thoroughly, return Jinhua's innocence, and give justice to the civilians." It's just that, in this way, although it blocks the mouths of the villains and the mouths and writings of the narrow-minded, but in the same way, your good name will also be taken away by me, so that I can take advantage of it and end up with a clear name. ”
Ning Caichen smiled: "Self-cultivation, life cultivation, and merit, why do you need to be famous?"
The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, and said with appreciation: "With just this sentence, you should be a sage! If all Confucian students in the world are like this, why worry about the unclear world?"
Ning Caichen smiled and turned his head to look at the dark cell: "Street tyrant Zhao Pengshan, the evil official Minister Liu, bent the law for personal gain, bullied the good, and immediately put him in prison and waited for the trial of the government office. As for those who have been acquitted, leave immediately and go home to be reunited with their families. ”
As soon as his words fell, the three or five jailers, as if ordered by the Holy Order, tied chains to the trembling Zhao Pengshan and Minister Liu, and escorted them to a cell. The jailers in charge of the prison keys quickly dispersed, opening the prison doors one by one, allowing the prisoners to come out.
One person, ten people, hundreds of people, more and more people gathered around Ning Caichen, and they were connected in the dark at night.
"Do you have something to say to me?" Ning Caichen's white light flickered, and he was extremely conspicuous in a group of black figures, making everyone on the lookers remember his appearance.
"We want to ask for the name of the adult, so that there will be no words to write on the immortal tablet that will be erected in the future. A man came out of the crowd and bowed his hands.
"His name is Ning Caichen, and he is my best friend of Luofu. Seeing this, Yuanqiu said cheekily.
Ning Caichen glanced at him and knew that he wanted to use his fame to become famous all over the world, just like Li Bai and Wang Lun. But he didn't care about this, everything has cause and effect, without this ball, he would not even be able to enter this prison, let alone be fortunate to have a congenital righteousness.
Seeing Ning Caichen's gaze, Luo Fu knew that he had guessed his own little caution. pretending to be crazy and stupidly laughed twice, and covered up this matter.
However, Luo Fu's father is a little embarrassed, his father and son, have taken advantage of others by co-authoring! Thanks to this, this is Ning Xian's nephew, who is not interested in fame and fortune, and if he comes with a few scholars and Confucian scholars, it is estimated that he can fight hard with them.
Thinking of this, he suddenly felt that he owed a lot to Ning Caichen, and his gaze at the other party softened again.