Humane Yongchang

"...In the first year of Renwu, during the Cold Food Festival, the Liu family sacrificed twelve boys and girls to sacrifice their ancestors..."

"... Robbing a civilian girl, tortured to death, and dragging a civilian girl's parents through the street to death..."

"...The evidence is conclusive, based on the first article of Chapter 1 of the Criminal Law of the Great Han: Maliciously causing others..."

"...sentence..."

"Decision!"

"Decision!"

"Decision!"

The snow has not stopped, the north wind is bitter, and the sky is dark and white!
On the strip-shaped court, more than [-] judicial officials stood in a row, successively read out the verdicts in their hands, and shouted out the final judgment.

The dark crowd in front of the execution ground could not be seen at a glance, and they heard the verdict of "judgment" on the stage.

Then look at the familiar figure kneeling next to the guillotine on the high platform, with an ID badge stuck on the back of his neck.

Most of the people took out their earwax at the same time, suspecting that they had heard it wrong.

These lords on the stage are all nobles who can be counted in Luoyi, the heart of Kyushu and the center of the world!
All of them are powerful people who have come from their ancestors and generals, and their hands and eyes are open to the sky!

No matter how tyrannical you guys are, how can you really kill these nobles?
Cut them down, who will help you rule the world?

All right, all right, let's just go through the motions!

Do we really think that we Luoyi people are Shanpao who have never seen the world?

Believe it or not, let's make a bet that if the execution is really going to happen later, the king's order of the King of Han will definitely arrive to rescue these nobles from the butcher knife?
Although no one is stupid enough to stand up and say these words out loud.

But the whispers of doubts gathered into an overwhelming upsurge, flocking to the high platform of the court.

The big tendons on the necks of all judicial officials are rising and falling...

Even Chen Feng, who was sitting high above the execution ground, couldn't help but twitch his eyelids.

But he didn't say anything, he just reached out and grabbed a punishment stick from the stick on the table, and threw it out!

In the midst of everyone's attention, the red punishment sign fell to the ground.

There was obviously no sound, but there seemed to be a "pop" in everyone's heart.

In the next second, two squads of large-waisted red-clothed army messengers shouted in unison: "Execution!"

The whispering in the courtroom has subsided.

All the people in Luoyi who came here to watch the execution, either actively or passively, all stretched their necks. Looking at the cold light on the high platform, everyone was counting down...

"Pfft."

The sound of neat sharp blades cutting through flesh and blood sounded, and twenty gagged heads fell into the bamboo baskets that had been prepared before the guillotine without even making a scream. The bright red blood sprayed out more than ten feet away, arousing misty heat in the snow!

For a while, even the sound of the wind was silent.

All the people in the arena opened their mouths half-opened and stretched their necks, looking at the twenty headless corpses still spurting blood on the high platform with expressions of disbelief.

"Really...really...really chopped off?"

I don't know how many people subconsciously said to themselves.

On the execution ground, Chen Feng observed the movement of the crowd below, watching the crowd gradually split apart.

Some people showed expressions like dead parents, covering their faces and weeping.

Some people didn't know whether it was a guilty conscience or there was shit on their bodies, they shrunk their necks and backed away thinking it was very concealed.

More people stood there with expressions of joy or anger, looking at a loss...

Only there is no cheers to relieve the hatred and to get revenge!
Chen Feng has supervised the execution grounds of public trial conferences many times, and this is the first time he has seen such a situation.

The first batch of people were scumbags, and the executioners quickly started to clean up the mess. The red-clothed soldiers waiting on both sides hurriedly bet on the second batch of "candidates".

Today's tasks are heavy. If you don't hurry up, you won't be able to complete the KPI...

During the process of washing the ground, Wu Guang appeared beside Chen Feng with his saber dangling, looked at the crowd whispering in front of him, and asked in a low voice: "Don't think too much, Luoyi people are like this, we red In Yijun, among those who have been to Luoyi, no one likes this poor place..."

He knew how much Chen Feng had spent and boiled lamp oil in order to collect and sort out the criminal evidence of these scumbags.

At the end of the day, these "bitter masters" did not understand, but instead attracted suspicion and suspicion everywhere.

Who can let it go, who can feel better?
Chen Feng was startled for a while, but he couldn't hide his worry and replied in a low voice: "I'm fine, I'm just a little worried about the result of this public trial..."

Wu Guang turned his head and glanced at him: "What do you say?"

Chen Feng glanced at the sea of ​​people below. The poor and poor people with rough clothes and scantily clad accounted for only a very small part: "In a sense, these people actually represent all the people in Kyushu who are related to aristocratic families, landlords and wealthy households. People, their attitude is actually the attitude of aristocratic families, landlords and wealthy households!"

Wu Guang thought for a while, then nodded in agreement.

"Your Majesty said that in this public trial, killing people is just a means. Learning from the past and avoiding the future, sorting out the majesty of the law, and guiding the people to do good is the purpose."

Chen Feng: "Originally, I thought that as long as we follow the law and do every trial with convincing and clear evidence, these people will be convinced and taken as a warning!"

"Now it seems that I still think too simply. How can this kind of person be convinced?"

"They will only feel that we are unwilling to accommodate them, and that we want to make use of the problem and kill them all..."

"This time the incident is so big and the scope of attack is so wide, I'm afraid it will force these people to completely give up the idea of ​​integrating into our big man, and go all the way to the dark with determination!"

"In the next few years, I'm afraid I won't have a safe life..."

Thinking of this wave of canon punishment involving all the aristocratic families in Kyushu, Chen Feng felt heavy in his heart.

He seems to have seen countless anti-Han secret organizations, growing, growing, and connecting in the dark...

"Is there such a good thing?"

Wu Guang's enthusiastic voice interrupted Chen Feng's thoughts.

He looked at this guy with a question mark on his face: "Is this a good thing?"

Wu Guang was more puzzled than him: "Isn't this a good thing? If they refuse to come out by themselves, do you have anything to do with them? Do you think my big man's laws only control these scumbags? It also controls our own people." If you can't catch their criminal evidence, even if you know that he is a scumbag who bullies men and women and disregards human life, you can't touch a single hair of him!"

Chen Feng said with a wry smile speechlessly: "Things are not as simple as you think. These people are bad or bad, but they are all educated and smart people. How could they be sent to your door so easily for you to slaughter?"

Wu Guang looked at him disdainfully: "If you want me to say, you guys just think too much. No matter how many ways you can do, you can still surpass our 200 million Han soldiers?"

With one hand, he pointed to the endless sea of ​​people below: "Is this Luoyi city big enough? Give me [-] sons, and I can completely seal this city, pull people's nets over and sift the whole city, don't you say It's a human, even if it's a mouse, I can find it for you!"

Chen Feng said angrily: "Idiot, I won't argue with you!"

At the right time, many judicial officials who read out the verdict in front of them, after reading out the verdict in hand, shouted "Cut Lijue" one after another, like cold icy rain slapping the faces of thousands of Luoyi residents indiscriminately.

From Chen Feng's point of view, he could clearly see a group of people in brocade clothes in the crowd, shrinking their necks and sneaking out of the crowd.

He sneered, grabbed the red stick in the stick, and threw it on the ground: "Chop!"

"Execution!"

"Pfft!"

Another twenty heads rolled into the basket, and the crowd whispering in the audience finally exploded: "It's been chopped off again..."

……

December 28, Changning Palace.

There are still two days until New Year's Eve, but the atmosphere of solar terms is already very strong.

The guests, guards, and palace people in the palace are busy arranging the venue for the big banquet in the palace in the future, and the laughter is dotted with the clear sunshine before the beginning of spring.

Meng Yi hurriedly walked through the corridor, his eyes swept over the people from the palace who were laughing and laughing all around him.

Seeing him, the jubilant guests from the palace shut their mouths in embarrassment like a mouse seeing a cat.

Meng Yi wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say a word.

He instinctively felt that it was not good to play around like this in the palace, it was not serious, and it would damage the majesty of the king.

But based on his understanding of the king, the king should like such an environment...

His Majesty has never liked the people around him to have a long face all day long, but he just likes the people around him to be happy.

With such thoughts in his mind, Meng Yi stepped into the side hall.

Sure enough, the king who was sitting in the hall before was sitting by the window, bathed in the sun, squinting his eyes and listening to the laughter outside the window...

His smiling appearance reminded Meng Yi of Tu Shanyao who was stealing a hen at work, who was obviously so happy that he swept his tail down the floor, but still insisted on keeping a straight face and pretending to be serious!

Inexplicably, Meng Yi felt that it was not the right time to come back. He was hesitating whether to leave the hall first and come in later, when he heard the clear voice of the king: "Take a memorial, why did it take so long?"

"Please forgive me, Your Majesty. There are a lot of official documents in the archives, and it took me a while to find the memorial..."

Meng Yi had no choice but to bow forward, took out a memorial from his sleeve, and presented it to Chen Sheng's desk with both hands: "From July to August, there is only one copy of the flood memorial presented by the town guards of Jingyang and Yangzhou. Your Majesty, please Review."

Chen Sheng picked up the memorial, unsealed the cover, opened the memorial and slowly reviewed it: "Where is the archives of the Special Operations Bureau, have you checked it?"

The file room in the attendant's room stores the imperial memorials.

The archives of the Special Operations Bureau store information exchanges from various places, which naturally includes records of natural disasters in various places.

Chen Sheng was also preventing the officials below from reporting good news but not bad news, and defrauding him would lead to catastrophe.

Meng Yi: "Return to Your Majesty, I have already been to the special warfare bureau, and there is no special record in the special warfare bureau during that time."

Chen Sheng watched the memorial intently, and nodded without raising his head when he heard the words, indicating that he had heard it.

The end of the year is approaching, and he is sorting out the memorials for the whole year by category.

Check for omissions and fill in vacancies, and see if you have missed any important work in the past year.

Secondly, it is also trying to sort out a thread from it, in preparation for the formal formulation of Dahan's first five-year plan.

Standing in front of the book case, Meng Yi hesitated for a while, hesitating to speak and predicting, and finally he gritted his teeth and said: "Your Majesty, when I just went to the special warfare bureau, I accidentally got a piece of news."

Chen Sheng didn't raise his eyes: "Say."

Meng Yi looked at his face, and said cautiously: "Recently, nearly [-]% of the big families in the capital have been lost..."

Chen Sheng nodded casually: "I know about this."

'But after you knew it, you didn't make any instructions! '

Meng Yi said anxiously in his heart.

Chen Feng was not in Jinling, and after the acting chief of the Special Warfare Bureau sent the information to Changning Palace, it disappeared. A group of people in the Special Warfare Bureau were running around like ants on a hot pot, but they didn't dare to enter the palace to face it.

When I saw him just now, I grabbed his sleeve as if I had been pardoned, begging him again and again to ask the king for instructions on his behalf.

If it's other things, Meng Yi will definitely not talk too much.

But this matter... Meng Yi himself felt very angry!

What do these aristocratic families want to do?
Are you expressing dissatisfaction with the king?

Or do you have disobedience and want to secretly accumulate strength to rebel?
After pondering for a moment, he couldn't help but said: "Your Majesty, don't you assign someone to take care of this matter?"

"Tube?"

Chen Sheng laughed out loud, looked up at him, and said with a peaceful smile, "What do you do? Have they violated any law of the Han Dynasty? Or should I directly use Wang Ling to suppress them? Forcing them not to leave Jinling for half a step ?”

"When people talk to us, let's talk to them!"

"Now people are reasoning with us, and we are going to fight with them again... Isn't this a rascal?"

Meng Yi blurted out angrily: "Under Putian, is it the king's land; on the shore of the land, is it the king's ministers! All people and everything in the world belong to His Majesty. If His Majesty does not allow them to leave, then no one can leave! "

Chen Sheng was delighted, put down the memorial in his hand, waved to him with a smile: "Come, sit down and talk."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Meng Yi hurriedly bowed his hands to salute, then went to move his small bench over, and sat upright in front of the desk.

The small bench he sat on was much shorter than the master chair that Chen Sheng sat on, and this sitting was directly a lot shorter than Chen Sheng.

Chen Shengqiang held back his smile, and said kindly: "Which one is more important to me, whether these people leave or stay?"

Meng Yi said without even thinking about it: "Going back to Your Majesty, of course it is more beneficial to stay. These aristocratic families have profound backgrounds and great wealth. If they can stand up and help me, the peaceful and prosperous age that Your Majesty is looking forward to will surely come sooner! "

Chen Sheng smiled and shook his head slightly: "Think again."

Meng Yi looked at him in disbelief: "You can't just leave, right? These people must be holding back their hearts when they leave the capital at this time..."

Chen Sheng shook his head slightly again: "Think about it again."

Meng Yi came to his senses, and honestly raised his hand and said: "My humble minister is dull, please be bumpy, Your Majesty."

Chen Sheng smiled, and said unhurriedly: "It doesn't matter to me whether these people leave or stay!"

"Whether they listen, obey the law... that matters!"

Meng Yi seemed to understand but not understand.

Chen Sheng didn't explain any more, just picked up the memorial and said lightly: "Let them go."

In fact, that time when all the officials knelt down and asked him to grant him extrajudicial mercy and amnesty, it was a game in itself.

It was the first time that the aristocratic and powerful families of Kyushu exerted their strength in the big man, and played against him, the master of the big man!
That game, on the surface, was a tear between him and those people with lofty ideals outside the palace.

But behind the scenes, it is indeed a competition between the rule of law and the rule of man.

The game at a deeper level is a test of Chen Sheng by the aristocratic family!
At that time, if he had chosen to show his high hand and let those scumbags go...even if he let go of those scumbags on the surface first, and then let people kill all the scumbags secretly?
None of these aristocratic families would have such a strong reaction!
Because since he is willing to raise his hand, it means he knows how to compromise.

If you know how to compromise, you can be corrupted and changed.

Even if this time is longer?

Ten years, 20 years, 30 years, 40 years...

Compared to those aristocratic families with a long history ranging from 200 years to 2000 years, what is it?
They have plenty of methods and patience to transform the great Han into the next Great Zhou, and continue their Spring and Autumn Dream of the king and the scholar-officials sharing the world.

It's a pity that in that game, what he showed was an uncompromising and unchangeable image of a reckless man who was reckless and reckless like the stunned young man and the iron-headed boy.

The contradictions are neither reconcilable.

Then you can only live to the death!

They quit Jinling now, in order to make a better comeback in the future...