General Constitution of Ming Dynasty

Chapter 24 Who Backstabbed Me!
"Enough! Stop messing around!"

Jiajing roared angrily towards the outside of the hall, and Zhu Zaixun obviously showed a little joy on his face.

This is undoubtedly a tacit consent to forgive Ning Jue's sin.

Ning Jue has no wings, Jiajing can see this.

But if it is according to Jiajing's temperament, Ning Jue must be subdued before he will give up.

After being disturbed by Zhu Zaiyu, although Jiajing no longer thought about punishing Ning Jue's crimes, she also had no intention of using Ning Jue.

"My son, on behalf of Ning Bingxian, thank you for your kindness!" Zhu Zaiyu got up from the bench excitedly.

Looking at Zhu Zaiyu's back, he couldn't help shouting again.

"Pull up your pants!"

"Here!"

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Outside Xiyuan.

Ning Jue had already been stripped of his clothes and pants by a small fire fighter, and he just lay down on the bench in Xiyuan with the lake breeze blowing from Taiye Pond.

The court stick originated from Emperor Ming of the Han Dynasty, and it was inherited by successive dynasties. Only before the Ming Dynasty, the main function of the court stick was to show humiliation rather than to beat people. When the people saw the mat, they got rid of the mat, and the court stick became a bare buttocks beating.

According to the regulations, the highest court stick is one hundred sticks, but few people can survive eighty sticks, and one hundred sticks are simply aimed at killing people.

So when he heard this number, Ning Jue didn't feel the slightest turmoil in his heart, and even felt a little pleasantly surprised.

And the officials who just entered the palace with Ning Jue surrounded Ning Jue, twirling their beards and watching contentedly.

"You, Ning Jue, have today too! I think you, Ning Jue, knew that I would surely die after the performance, so you dare to offend me!"

"That's the case. How can such people who cling to their relatives and determine themselves to be under the sage's sect have anything to do."

"No, there are hundreds of sticks anyway! When the execution will be executed, the old man must swing a few sticks himself to vent the hatred in his heart!"

In the crowd, Wu surnamed Shizhong was covering his buttocks, while looking at Ning Jue's buttocks, a strange brilliance gradually appeared in his eyes.

Ning Jue was lying on the bench, hearing these words there was no emotion in his heart, and he even bowed his hands towards the Wu surname.

"Okay, okay, Ning thanked everyone first."

For Ning Jue, is there any better blessing in this world than this?
Seeing Ning Jue's arrogance, the dozen or so speech officials were immediately blown away.

"Hey! You are such a rascal! Xu Zisheng is so old and blind, he ordered you to be a Jinshi!"

"Xiaoxiaoxiao! Later, the old man will see whether you still laugh or not!"

Ning Jue immediately looked at the person surnamed Wu and asked in doubt.

"Wu...Wu Shi Wu gave advice, right? You are not young this year, are you? You are also Ning's senior..."

Wu Shi raised his brows and snorted coldly.

"This old man is not as reckless as you, so I was the same age as you!"

Hearing what Wu Shi said, the smile on Ning Jue's face became brighter.

"Hehe, you old man still know? After taking the imperial examination all your life, you are only awarded a seventh rank at this age. How long in your life will you be able to make it to the top!"

"You try to live for two more years, otherwise, when you get to the Naihe Bridge, you will eat a bowl of Mengpo soup and forget all the four books and five classics. Wouldn't it be a waste of reading?"

The more Ning Jue talked, the more excited he became, but Wu Shi's face gradually turned livid.

He wanted to refute Ning Jue, but he couldn't think of half a word after searching his stomach.

Because Ning Jue was telling the truth!
According to official rules, although he is 20 years older than Ning Jue, he is not considered a senior because he is the same age as Ning Jue, and even Xu Jie, who is two years younger than him, is called a teacher!

Wu Shi's face turned red.

"So what if the old man is late in the middle school! It's better to work hard, to live up to the sky, to study hard, than to despise your father like you!"

Seeing Wu Shi's appearance, Ning Jue smiled brighter.

"Yes, how can it compare to your luck! Fortunately, you passed this subject."

"Otherwise, in a few years, father and son will have the same subject. Wouldn't it be embarrassing if your son passed the imperial examination first?"

Speaking of this, Ning Jue couldn't help but slapped his forehead, and said with a smile: "Hahaha, no, there are worse things."

"It's a tragedy if the father and son are not ranked first!"

A scholar is a scholar even when he is old. Wu Shi, who only knew sage books since childhood, is the opponent of Ning Jue, who has been in Zu'an for ten years and has healthy parents.

"Ning Jue...!"

Wu Shi stared at Ning Jue furiously, if it wasn't for someone pulling him around, Wu Shi would have come here to fight Ning Jue desperately.

"Wu remonstrates, we don't need to argue with a dying person, calm down, calm down!"

When Ning Jue looked at Wu Shi, he suddenly realized something.

"No, Mr. Wu, you don't have a son at all, do you? No way, no way?"

"You have worked so hard to earn thousands of dollars of wealth, but in the end you want to give it to that brother of the same clan, and become an orphan?"

Ning Jue's words pierced Wu Shi's heart like a nail.

There are three kinds of unfilial piety, and no one is the greatest.

Ning Jue didn't care about such things, but Wu Shi couldn't help it!
What's more, in this era when eating out of households is prevalent, the tragedy of not having a son is incomparable to future generations.

"You little thief! This old man will fight with you!"

Everyone hurriedly stepped forward to dissuade him, and even the little fireman who had been standing beside Ning Jue came up to pull Wu Shi up.

Ning Jue was sentenced to a court rod, not a death sentence.

If he was beaten to death before he was beaten, the nature of the matter would change.

It wasn't until Huang Jin came out from Xiyuan with square steps that Wu Shi struggled out of the crowd, pointed at Ning Jue's nose and said angrily:

"Ning Jue! Eunuch Huang is here, next year today will be your death day! You are a short-lived person, what's the use of enrolling a few years earlier?!"

After all, the surname Wu excitedly picked up a water and fire ruthless stick and limped towards Huang Jin.

"Eunuch Huang, I still have strength to spare, and I am willing to work on behalf of Eunuch Huang to punish this beast!"

"Ning Jue, it's not too late for you to beg for mercy! This old man can let you live a little longer!"

Seeing Huang Jin coming, Ning Jue couldn't help but feel happy.

They regard Ning Jue as someone who is about to die, so why doesn't Ning Jue regard them as people who will die early.

"Old man! Do you want Ning to live on mediocrity like you?"

"Gou Lijiaguo, why avoid the ax and the axe, whenever Ning blinks his eyes, he was born and raised by you!"

Wu Shi excitedly pointed at Ning Jue with the water and fire ruthless stick and laughed grinningly.

"Okay! After you, a homeless prodigal son, die, the old man will throw your corpse into the mountain to feed the wolves!"

In Wu Shi's eyes, it was obviously the most vicious words to say that no body was collected after death.

It's just that the water and fire ruthless stick in Wu Shi's hand has not waited to fall.

Behind him came the sound of Huang Jin applauding.

"Ning Bingxian is really righteous!"

As soon as Huang Jin said this, the smiles on Ning Jue's and Wu Shi's faces froze at the same time.

"Your father ordered that Ning Jue's court staff be spared!"

Huang Jin's words rang in Ning Jue's ears like a thunderclap.

Free again? !

Who backstabbed me this time? !
Before Ning Jue came back to his senses, Huang Jin ran forward with a smile on his face, and helped Ning Jue pull up his pants.

Without him, Ning Jue is the person identified by the prince, and nine out of ten will inevitably be the emperor's teacher of the new king in the future.

Sooner or later, Huang Jin, the inner minister, will be submerged in the court with Jiajing as the emperor and courtiers.

"Ning Bingxian, our family has never seen a prince who can protect his subordinates as hard as today. Seeing Ning Bingxian today, he is as upright as that!"

Hearing this, Ning Jue's expression gradually distorted.

Where did the prince come from?
do i know himAm I familiar with him? !
(End of this chapter)