General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 125
butcher.

Tu Qiao, who was stabbed by Qiu Luan, has been recuperating at home these days, and Xu Jie also visits Tu's house every day like Dian Mao.

But since a few days ago, Xu Jie seemed to have evaporated from the world again. Tu Qiao, who was lying on the sickbed, realized that something big was going to happen in Jingzhong, so he hurriedly ordered someone to find Zhan Han and the missing pair. Fu Jiong with legs.

"President Tu, the capital is in chaos, Tao Nianzhai is really crazy this time."

Fu Jiong also sighed.

"In the old days, when Wen Zhenggong was around, he still praised that it was Tao Gong who buckled the bricks that made the Tao family what it is today. I never thought that it would be the end of today..."

Tu Qiao, who was lying on the couch, had an extremely relaxed expression.

"Ru Yue, Chao Jin, according to the old man, after the soldiers sent by the emperor entered the city, they simply didn't do anything, and took advantage of the chaos to sign the order directly!"

"If you hang Ning Jue to death, you will frighten those people in the Eastern Palace!"

Zhan Han frowned and said, "President Tu, this palace doesn't have the slightest intention of mobilizing troops. It's better to rely on Jin Yiwei and Dongchang to support it outside."

"You don't need to worry too much about this. If you don't transfer troops, will this matter be over? If it's not over, the imperial court must adjust it, or it must adjust it if it doesn't."

"After the picketing, it was said that we were waiting to put down the chaos and acted expediently! Even the emperor couldn't tell the fault of us!"

Tu Qiao turned over cautiously, and then heaved a long sigh.

"Let's make a mess, let's make a mess, don't let the court run out of energy, can the reform be over?"

Zhan Han and Fu Jiong looked at each other, and said in unison: "Mr. Tu has a good opinion."
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Although Jiajing had already decreed that the cabinet would assist the prince in reforming the law.

However, after Yan Song received the imperial decree, he immediately moved the cabinet office to the Wuyi hall office in Xiyuan.

"Old Yan Ge! Are you still not dispatching troops?"

The official seal in Ding Rukui's hand was almost sweating.

Yan Song looked at Ding Rukui and questioned, "Drop troops? Who are you going to kill?"

"The people who support the reform, or those scholars?!"

Ding Rukui opened his mouth, but he had to close it.

"Dazhang, why don't you make a sound?"

Obviously, in this situation, no one Ding Rukui could afford to offend.

The Zhu family and the Tao family have already been smashed by the people. Now that Ding Rukui has dispatched troops, it is likely that someone will raid the Ding family tonight.

As for those scholars...

Ding Rukui sighed.

"Then we can't just wait like this?"

"Wait, it's either the father's holy will, or the prince's life reserve."

The idea of ​​the reform was decided by Jiajing and his son, so Yan Song would naturally not make his own claims, and everything was done according to the orders of the father and son.

Those people in the DPRK were sure of this, so they let go together.

At this juncture, whoever gets closer can be regarded as Ji.

At this time, in the Xiyuan, Jiajing's imperial case was already filled with Ke Dao Yushi's playbooks, and Zhang Zuo, Huang Jin, Teng Xiang and others knelt outside the jingshe.

But Jiajing was sitting on the futon, not saying a word, as if an eminent monk had entered meditation.

"Has Lu Bing gone?"

"My lord, Dudu Lu has gone, but Tiwei didn't give orders, so he didn't dare to do anything, so he was forced to go to Caishikou, but the prison car is in the hands of Dudu Lu."

After Huang Jin finished speaking, Jiajing fell into silence again.

The servants in Xiyuan knew about it.

Jiajing is waiting for news from the East Palace.

In the Qingning Palace at the other end of the Forbidden City, Gao Gong stood aside with a solemn expression.

"Uncle, I know what's going on in the city, but this reform has already begun to take shape, so we can't just strangle him to death like this!"

"What is the eyebrow?! The capital has become a mess, can't Su Qing see it?"

Gao Gong stood standing in front of Zhang Juzheng with a ledger.

"Uncle, just look at it! The red cloth sold by the capital in the past few days has already fed thousands of people, and the nine taxation departments have surged by nearly 15 yuan in only one month compared with last year. What's more, it is nothing less than Let's make trouble for a few days."

Gao Gong has not yet realized the seriousness of the problem.

Zhang Juzheng raised his head and threw the playbook in his hand directly in front of Gao Gong.

"Just make trouble for a few days? Su Qing, please see clearly! These few days, the capital's bookstore and dyeing workshop are indeed making a lot of money! But do you think they have any intention of stopping?!"

"Yesterday, the Yuan family recruited another [-] dyers to make clothes, and nearly [-] craftsmen were recruited in each workshop! Almost all the refugees in the capital were recruited by them!"

Gao Gong raised his head in confusion: "Isn't that bad? Could it be that Uncle wants to see the capital go hungry..." Before Gao Gong finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly.

"Su Qing, the people of the capital, one red scarf is enough for each person! What do they want to do with so many red cloths?"

"There are only so many families in the capital. Who are they recruiting so many craftsmen to dye cloth for?"

Obviously, those merchants who really hid behind contributed to the flames.

They are no longer satisfied with only the small market of the capital, they want to do the same in the two capitals and 13 provinces.

stop?
impossible.

How to make money when you stop.

Cold sweat grew on Gao Gong's forehead, and the account book in his hand fell to the ground. His eyes were empty, and he murmured, "Your Highness, send troops..."

"There are no idle soldiers in the capital camp. Old General Zhou and the three lords are all in the Xuanfu. With an urgent order, they can arrive in the capital at noon tomorrow."

Zhu Zaiyu and Zhang Juzheng looked at each other, and immediately sent Chu Ming to the cabinet.

The moment they saw Zhu Zaiyu's order, Yan Song and Ding Rukui breathed a sigh of relief almost at the same time.

Then a horse rode out from the capital, headed straight for the Xuanfu, and entered the capital at night to put an end to the chaos.

Zhou Shangwen, who received the order, did not hesitate at all, and after leaving the British prince Zhang Rong to stay in the Xuanfu, he took three thousand Qingqi and drove directly to the capital.

"Master Zhou, don't worry, the order said it was a civil disturbance."

Zhou Shangwen frowned, and punched the saddle with his fist.

"Why don't you be in a hurry! After finally negotiating peace with me, I can finally live a peaceful life with my old bones, and the people in Beijing are in a mess first! Tell me why are you not in a hurry?!"

"The whole army does not stop! Keep going!"

For some reason, Zhou Shangwen always felt an inexplicable palpitation in his heart this time.

After confirming that the imperial court had ordered the deployment of troops, Zhan Han and Fu Jiong appeared in the yamen of the Ministry of Punishment.

"Send someone to watch from the top of the city. If there are soldiers and horses marching outside the city, immediately release the pigeons."

The order to execute Ning Jue was on the desks of Fu Jiong and Zhan Han.

Staring at the paper on the desk, Zhan Han frowned and said in a low voice, "Chao Jin, what do you think Xu Zisheng is waiting for?"

"Xu Butang, it seems that he is also waiting for the prince to transfer troops."

"Deploy troops?" Zhan Han frowned gradually, but he couldn't understand the reason, so the two had to put all their attention on the pigeon cage in front of them.
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Caishikou Execution Ground.

Both sides are already exhausted, but the anger in the eyes of both sides has not diminished in the slightest.

Everyone knows it's just halftime.

With a pickle leaf on his head, Lu Bing was panting heavily while sitting beside the prison car, but he didn't have the slightest intention to talk to Ning Jue.

"Chunqing, I'm tired, get ready."

"Here."

As soon as the wheels of the prison car turned, Tao Dalin, who was sitting paralyzed by the side, roared like he was going crazy.

"Where is Lu Wenfu going?!"

Lu Bing's move didn't matter, the people who were already exhausted immediately tried to get closer to the prison car, and the scholars also struggled to get up and wanted to intercept, and immediately fought again.

"Captain Lu! Don't waste your time and increase casualties!"

Seeing the scene in front of him, Lu Bing no longer had the idea of ​​snatching Ning Jue out.

"Wait for the soldiers to come."

Lu Bing slumped on the prison car, looking at the messy Caishikou, until the prison car stopped, and the people at Caishikou gradually calmed down again.

"Crazy, all crazy."

"Don't Dudu Lu understand? Hang me, this is the only thing! I'm dead, these scholars will lose their breath, and if they leave, this law will change!"

"The scholar Xiaoju forced the court to kill you, Ning Kezhong. If this example is opened, can it still be done? The more important it is, the more important it is to make sure that you don't miss a step. Even if you die, you have to wait until the turmoil subsides and the Xuanfu soldiers enter the capital. Only then can we draw conclusions!"

Ever since the capital started to make trouble, Lu Bing sensed that something was wrong when those six ministers and nine ministers didn't fart.

Lu Bing is not afraid of chaos.

What Lu Bing was afraid of was that some people's affairs would be accomplished in the chaos.

As long as this kind of thing is the first time, there will definitely be a second time.

The only way to deal with it is to let them toss in vain, so that they can't taste the sweetness at all, so that things like this can be stopped.

These red scarf-wrapped people don't know that the Liubu Jiuqing will be hiding at home and Le's mouth can hardly be closed. They don't have to do anything, they just need to wait to criticize.

When Lu Bing and these scholars were in a stalemate at the entrance of the vegetable market, several groups of scholars who falsely passed on the order of the Ministry of Punishment appeared one after another, all of which were rejected by Lu Bing.

Unfortunately, there is only one Lu Bing.

These scholars were already well versed in the operating procedures of the imperial court, and they falsely claimed that the imperial court issued an order to close down various singing and newspaper offices, and the subordinate officials and soldiers below no doubt had him.

Many singing and newspaper offices in the city were quickly raided by Wucheng Bingmasi and the subordinate officials of Shuntian Mansion.

It's just that the people in red scarves know that the imperial court will definitely dispatch troops when things go this way. They are simply waiting for the imperial court to tell the world what to say when the imperial court's soldiers and horses enter Beijing. When everyone was exhausted, they had to look at the court again.

Just when Xuanfu soldiers were about to enter Beijing, a fast horse came out from Xiyuan. Huang Jin took Jiajing's imperial pen and went straight to Andingmen, but there was only one sentence in the imperial order.

"The ancestral system of the country, the frontier troops are not allowed to enter the city."

When they saw this warrant, the Andingmen guard, Zhou Shangwen, who had already gone to the suburbs, and even Ding Rukui, who was in the cabinet hut, were dumbfounded.

Only Yan Song seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and picked up the teacup in front of him.

"Old Yan Ge, what, what is your Majesty singing? Right now, the capital has to mobilize troops!"

Yan Song said in relief with a slight smile: "Dazhang, don't worry, there is no shortage of soldiers who should enter the city. I'm afraid there are people who have time to rejoice. Your Majesty is very knowledgeable. You and I will have tea."

(End of this chapter)