Ming Dynasty: My Father Zhang Juzheng

Chapter 193 Attack
After a lot of trouble, Kong Lin returned to his house safely.

It was already five o'clock in the morning. A bone-chilling chill spread from the endless darkness, piercing Kong Lin's heart with pain.

Now, he had no sleepiness or leisure time.

Sitting alone in the hall for a long time.

The various consequences of submitting a memorial to the emperor unconsciously emerged in my mind.

If he is lucky, at most he will be dismissed from his post. If he is unlucky, he may even lose his life.

He knew very well that the Kong family had already become the center of the game among the bigwigs in the court.

Unlike Duke Yansheng, he was only a side branch of the Kong family.

A small county magistrate.

An official of his rank would kill countless people if a big shot in the capital stomped his feet.

But if he doesn't agree, he will most likely die now.

The confession was like a thorn in his throat, firmly grasping his lifeline and making him unable to muster the courage to resist.

After thinking it over, Kong Lin let out a long sigh, stood up and walked towards the bedroom.

On the other side, after Zhao Wenshan was released from prison, he rested for a few days, and then dragged his half-crippled body straight to Jinan Prefecture.

It is the provincial capital of Shandong.

The government office, the provincial governor's office, and the governor's office are all here.

Zhao Wenshan had become famous because of the torture he had suffered. When he returned to Jinan Prefecture, before the carriage entered the city, a large crowd of students crowded on both sides of the city gate to welcome him.

Zhao Wenshan walked out of the carriage with tears in his eyes.

He put on the appearance of a strong man who would never yield, waved his hand in response to the crowd, and shouted through gritted teeth: "Everyone, rest assured, Zhao will never bow to these minions. Today I will fight them to the death."

At that moment, he seemed to have really put himself in the shoes of a student who was ready to die.

Most of these students were also full of passion, and were immediately filled with indignation when they were provoked by Zhao Wenshan today.

One of the young students raised his fist and shouted: "Brother Wenshan is truly a role model for Shandong students and even Ming Dynasty students!"

"I used to study hard in the academy with Brother Wenshan. I had known he had such integrity!" Another excited voice soon emerged.

"Protect the saint and never bow to the lackeys! Protect the saint!" The atmosphere at the scene was completely ignited, and angry voices resounded at the city gate.

Soon, more and more students gathered at the city gate.

If you look from the sky, you can only see a lonely carriage squeezed in among a pile of people. The tunnel of the city gate is also blocked, making it difficult to walk.

People are next to each other, shoulders touching shoulders.

This is very difficult for the people who want to enter and exit.

They don't care what's going on in the world. They don't care what's going on with these students. They only care about when the city gate will be unblocked.

Just mind your own business.

Finally, after half an hour of unblocking, the city gate was finally cleared again. The instigator of all this came to the governor's office in a carriage.

After his name was announced, the clerk on duty led him to the inner hall and sat him down.

After making the tea, the clerk gave a few instructions and then left.

Zhao Wenshan took a look at the interior decoration of the house, and was in a better mood when he saw that the windows were bright and the furnishings were elegant.

A few days ago in the prison, all he had to face were moldy straw, rats, and cockroaches.

And there were occasional lashes with whips.

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Thinking of the whip hitting his body, Zhao Wenshan couldn't help but shudder.

A look of fear appeared on his thin face. He shook his head to get rid of all the distracting thoughts. Zhao Wenshan frowned and concentrated, quietly waiting for the arrival of the important person. After an unknown amount of time, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly sounded outside the hall.

Zhao Wenshan suddenly opened his eyes.

Take a closer look.

An old man appeared at the entrance of the hall. He was about fifty years old, of medium build, slightly fat, and had a doughy face.

Harmonious and harmonious.

He was wearing a bright red official robe and a pair of black boots inlaid with gold thread.

There was a "click-click" sound when walking.

It was Lu Shude, the governor of Shandong.

Although Zhao Wenshan had never seen the governor in person, he saw that the visitor had an extraordinary demeanor and must be an important figure, so he immediately stood up, clasped his fists and said, "Student Zhao Wenshan, I pay my respects to the great Lord!"

Lu Shude took two steps forward, very enthusiastically, and helped Zhao Wenshan up with a smile, then he said with emotion: "The strong wind reveals the strong grass, and the time reveals the heart of a person."

"If there were more students like you who are outspoken and righteous, the world wouldn't be so chaotic!"

After saying that, he motioned for Zhao Wenshan to sit down, and he walked to the main seat and sat down.

Zhao Wenshan blushed at the compliment.

Without waiting for him to speak, Lu Shude went straight to the point and said, "Don't worry, the Jinyiwei are accomplices of the evil and abuse private punishment. We will definitely report them to the emperor!"

"Yes, I am also going to sue Han San!" Zhao Wenshan said, and he lifted his shirt and pointed at the scar on his chest and sobbed, "This is all evidence of those beasts torturing and forcing a confession!"

Lu Shude stood up suddenly and walked to Zhao Wenshan.

Take a look.

But on his fair skin, there were bloody whip marks, spreading along his skin like centipedes.

It was so shocking that Lu Shude felt a chill down his spine.

After a few seconds of silence, Lu Shude stamped his feet and gritted his teeth, saying, "What a Jinyiwei, what a hawk! Han San is just a dog raised by others, yet he dares to attack students!"

"Don't worry, I will definitely get to the bottom of this matter!"

Zhao Wenshan was touched and said some words of thanks as usual. Lu Shude waved his hand, always maintaining a humble demeanor.

After a few words.

Zhao Wenshan suggested: "Governor, I will go back and write a letter of complaint. Half a month later, we will gather the officials and students of Jinan Prefecture and punish Han San together!"

"Good, good, this is a good idea." Lu Shude clapped his hands repeatedly and ordered, "You go back now and write the petition first. I will go and gather the officials from all walks of life."

"Thank you, Governor!" Zhao Wenshan bowed and saluted.

Lu Shude smiled and waved his hand, looking very approachable.

He was originally a disciple of Gao Gong. In the sixth year of Longqing, Gao Gong was dismissed from office.

Zhang Juzheng ascended to the position of Prime Minister.

Because he was afraid of Gao Gong's remaining power, and because he was cautious in his actions, he was also obedient to the new Prime Minister. He walked on thin ice for more than ten years, and only then was he able to survive.

For ten years, he endured humiliation and endured heavy burdens.

Just to seek justice for the old master, today he finally got the chance!
He just wanted to disgust the Prime Minister and make him unable to do anything to him. Thinking of this, Lu Shude looked at Zhao Wenshan, the vanguard, and found him more pleasing to the eye.

"Well, you find a place to stay first, and don't contact me for the next few days, to avoid someone saying that I'm abusing my power and colluding with you to frame him!" Lu Shude raised his brows and instructed Zhao Wenshan.

"Your Excellency, what you said makes sense. I will take my leave now!"

(End of this chapter)