General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 122
When Jiajing crossed the world and the scholars "responsed to the people's request" outside the Chengtian Gate, it became inevitable that all this happened.

Eventually someone will realize that the people can be used to put pressure on the court, the difference is only in the reason and the form.

Disputes in the temple eventually became the fuse.

It was the second day after the children of the capital had stuffed the latest version of the leaflets all over the capital.

The newspaper gentlemen also seemed to have received the news in advance.

Early in the morning, they began to sing the news that was scattered yesterday.

"The old law established by Emperor Taizu Gao is majestic and old. Today's Ming Dynasty cannot be saved without a dose of strong medicine. Those who save the common people and the common people are the new law!"

"..."

"My generation eats the king's salary, and I should swear to the death to defend the family law of my ancestors in order to repay the ancestors and descendants in the underground. The country's dynasty has supported scholars for 50 and [-] years, and it is in this dynasty."

"..."

Two extreme voices resounded through the streets and alleys of the capital, selecting their chosen audience.

Early in the morning, Tao Dalin was directly dragged out by Zhu Dashou at home.

"Nian Zhai! Overjoyed, overjoyed! The crowd of scholars in the capital are excited, and they are ready to admonish and abolish the new law to eliminate traitors."

Tao Dalin, who understood what was going on, also wept with joy when he heard the words.

He never expected that printing two pieces of torn paper could have such a great power.

"The country has ministers, the family and the country are very fortunate, the blessings of the country and the common people, Duanfu, lead me quickly."

Outside the yamen of the Ministry of Criminal Justice, there was a sea of ​​people, everyone was waiting for Tao Dalin to show his face.

The moment Tao Dalin showed up, Zhu Dashou cried out in response to the occasion.

"Tao Gong is a descendant of Mr. Wuliu, how can he come here!"

The cries of Zhu Dashou attracted the attention of all the scholars, and the surging scholars in front of them fell silent. After a while, the crowd suddenly exploded.

These scholars seem to have found an outlet for their emotions.

"Enter the palace to meet His Majesty!"

"You are still a crowned prince, how can you rule the world!"

"..."

When Zhu Dashou and Tao Dalin heard this, Mei's nose bubbles almost popped out.

"Gentlemen, I will go together! Go together!"

The voices of the chief lords were slightly hoarse, but they were still waving their flags and shouting, leading the scholars outside the Ministry of Punishments to rush towards the Forbidden City.

"Words and deeds, today!"

Who is Mr. Wuliu, how can a scholar not know?
How can scholars not follow the story of loyalty, filial piety and righteousness?

How can I distribute my vain money to the common people? !

The rare combination of loyalty and filial piety, these scholars went with the idea of ​​sanctification.

These are not only scholars in Beijing, but also many people from previous years who came to Beijing in advance to prepare for next year's spring.

A mighty team of nearly a thousand people stretched outside Daming Gate.

It's just that they are destined not to gain an overwhelming advantage. If you have an overwhelming advantage, how can others make money?

A young man dressed casually in green clothes and a small cap lost his master, ran into a tea shed in a panic, and came directly to Mr. Singer.

"Sir, something is wrong. Nearly a thousand scholars have gone to Chengtianmen. They want to force His Majesty to abolish the new law and carry out the old law."

"So many people have died in a jiyou change, the new law that the crown prince risked his life for will be abolished soon!"

The attendant burst into tears, but the inside of the tea shed was not as boiling as outside the Ministry of Criminal Justice, instead it was silent, deathly silent.

The anger of the common people is never as public as that of the scholars.

But that doesn't mean the anger won't pour out.

"Officials and soldiers...my grandfather planted land for hundreds of households, and I also farmed for hundreds of households. Now they want my children and grandchildren to continue to farm for hundreds of households. The dog officials bully people too much!"

An angry curse that was so plain that it couldn't be more plain, completely detonated the anger in the hearts of the people.

When the first person stood up, there was no turning back.

More and more people even left the work in hand and rushed towards Daming Gate.

Both sides are red-eyed, thinking that they have righteousness in their hands, and absolutely can't listen to what the other party is saying.

Then there is only one way to solve the problem.

Either solve the other party, or be solved by the other party.

This is not a remonstrance from Fu Que, but destined to be an encounter.

No one made a move first, to be precise, everyone did it together.

At first it was just bare hands, and then someone picked up the bricks on the side of the road.

"It's important for the family and the country to be discussed by these untouchables..." Before the scholar could finish his sentence, a brick hit him directly in the face.

"Saints teach people to be good, and you guys are worthy of calling yourself disciples of saints?!"

These scholars are obviously not opponents of civilians.

It's just that this is the Daming Gate, and on the side of the Daming Gate are the six government offices and the five armies' governor's mansions.

"Zhan Butang, if you don't send people out to arrest the rioters, the seeds of scholars will be killed!"

"My cousin is working in the Fifth Army Mansion, and you gentlemen stand up, so I'm going to move troops now!"

"..."

Hearing the door being knocked "Bang!" and "Bang!" by people outside, Zhan Han's forehead was already covered with cold sweat.

"What the hell is going on? What's going on?!"

"Butang, we don't know! This morning, for some reason, there was a fight all of a sudden. Even if all the people from the Ministry of Justice go away, it won't be enough!"

"Did anyone from the Ministry of Rites show up?"

The subordinate staff climbed up to the roof and said: "It's open, the hall, just opened, the people from the Ministry of Rites just came out!"

Hearing this, Zhan Han seemed to have caught the backbone.

"Quickly, open the door. You follow the people from the Ministry of Rites to advance and retreat together. Prepare another car. I am going to enter the palace now."

"Here!"

First, the subordinate staff from the Sixth Division, and then the sergeants from the Fifth Army Mansion not far away also participated.

It's just that these sergeants and subordinates also have their own positions, and the scene once again became anxious.

It wasn't until Lu Bing came out from Chengtianmen with Tiqi that he gradually controlled the situation.

Jinyiwei Tiwei, is no longer like the early Ming Dynasty, most of them are Zhu Xixiao, the son of nobles and nobles. These people are officials, but they have been excluded by scholars all the year round. They don't know Confucius and Mencius. ballast stone.

Under Daming's sect, the two groups were forcibly separated by Ti Wei's war horse, but the yelling and cursing still kept coming and going.

Zhu Xixiao said timidly in a low voice: "Commander, what should we do now! There are not so many cells in the Imperial Prison!"

"Crazy, everyone is crazy!" Lu Binghong looked at the scene in front of her eyes, but her hands were shaking all the time.

This is the first time Lu Bing has felt such a strong threat to his life after being in the court for so many years. These people are not Tartars, but the people of Ming Dynasty. Internal strife is always more terrifying than foreign aggression.

If the civilians were killed, Lu Bing would be punished, and if the scholars were mobilized, Lu Bing would be punished even more. If the Jin Yiwei just now followed him to make a scene, Lu Bing's end would be even more dangerous.

"Wait for the news from the palace, and don't act rashly."

"Here!"

Lu Bing, who forcibly regained his composure, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and then he gradually came back to his senses.

Before Lu Bing could speak, a voice came from the scholars behind him.

"Everyone, gentlemen's jade pendants! These jade pendants were given to you at that time. Please don't forget that I, Yi Chuntang, did my best!"

Tao Shixian, who had not yet receded the marks of moving bricks on his face, took the jade pendant directly from the scholar, and said in a loud voice: "Your gentlemen will die righteously for my Tao family's affairs, how can my Tao family let you spend your money!"

"My Tao family has a lot of silver! All the gentlemen present here today, I will give you a piece of silver! Go to my Tao family to withdraw the taels of silver!"

The scholars present were all rejoicing, even though this piece of jade itself was not worth much, it was just the jade that the antique shop called Yichuntang kept under pressure on weekdays, but its significance far exceeded its own value.

Only the scholar who took out the jade pendant just now looked like a wolf who saw its prey.

Wearing a jade pendant on his body, Tao Dalin yelled at the people in the distance: "What you stop is only flesh and blood, but what you can't stop is my fierce and loyal soul of Daming! After thousands of years, we have our own history to justify our names! "

No one cared what Tao Dalin was talking about, but everyone saw the jade pendant tied to Tao Dalin's body that kept shaking.

It's just that whether there is this jade pendant or not will not affect the direction of the matter.

And those participating merchants have already invested too much capital and will not let go of any chance to recover blood.

Just when the Daming sect became one, the red cloth from Yuan's clothing workshop in the capital and several dyeing workshops were all bought by Wang Shaofu.

"Neighbors, imitate the story of Emperor Taizu Gao, wrap your head with a red scarf, and treat these red cloths as a gift from Wang!"

"Back then, Emperor Taizu Gao fought all the way from Fengyang to Yanjing wrapped in a red scarf. Let me see who dares to say that we are not filial!"

In just one day, the jade pendant of Yichun Hall and the red cloth of the capital were all swept away.

Whether it is red cloth or jade pendant.

They all have one characteristic in common.

——It makes more money than singing newspapers.

The lid of Podora's Box was completely opened.

When seeing the white silver and the strings of copper coins in front of him, it is impossible for anyone to be rational.
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In Qingning Palace.

"Where is Yan Song? Where is Xu Jie?!"

"Your Highness, Elder Yan Ge was ordered to visit Qiling the day before yesterday, and Xu Butang is now in charge of the Ministry of Rites, so there is no remonstrance!"

"What a Jia Sheng, what a Duke Chao! When things come to an end, why do all the elders and ministers of my Ming Dynasty hide so far away?!"

After Gao Gong pondered for a long time, he knelt down in front of Zhu Zaishun.

"Your Highness, you can't delay any longer. If you keep procrastinating, the capital is afraid that there will be a big change. Immediately mobilize Tiwei to do it. Catch what should be caught, and what should be killed can quickly see results!"

Looking at the report sent by Jin Yiwei, Zhu Zaiyan already frowned.

"No... wait a little longer."

"Your Highness, how long do we have to wait!" Gao Gong began to pace the hall resentfully, "Your Highness, when there is chaos in the capital, one mistake will cause eternal hatred!"

Zhu Zaiyu panted heavily and roared, "It's better to mess up the capital than to mess up the two capitals and 13 provinces! The imperial court can't change the law! Only in the capital can we see clearly!"

Zhang Juzheng also knelt down.

"My minister agrees."

Seeing what Zhang Juzheng said, Zhu Zaishun leaned on the back of the chair.

"Order Lu Bing to release everyone."

"Here."

The small yellow gate that delivered the order rushed away, and Zhu Zaishun raised his head to look at Zhang Juzheng.

"Mr. Zhang, let's go to the Criminal Ministry again."

"The minister takes orders."

(End of this chapter)