Jiajing Chengming

"Your Majesty is right, but no matter how much a dynasty like this learns from the previous Yuan Dynasty, it will not allow the Han people to live like human beings, nor will it reject Neo-Confucianism, right?"

Yang Tinghe smiled disdainfully, then looked up at Zhu Houcong:
"What do you say, Your Majesty?"

Zhu Houcong's face darkened.

Yang Tinghe became more and more proud, and said with great joy: "As long as they don't treat the Han people as human beings and only use Neo-Confucianism as official learning, we, the wealthy and powerful, can accept it!"

After Zhu Houcong pondered for a moment, he also laughed.

Afterwards, Zhu Houcong rubbed his hands and sighed, "You guys are really hopeless!"

"But I understand that I can't wake up someone who is pretending to be asleep!"

At this point, Zhu Houcong waved his sleeves and said, "Drag him out and hack him to death. As you hack him, sprinkle salt on him. Then give him to the poor beggars who come to the temple for food!"

"Yes!"

Yang Tinghe was stunned after hearing this.

Then, Yang Tinghe hurriedly moved towards Zhu Houcong:
"Your Majesty, you can't treat me like this. You can't let me be eaten by the common people!"

"No matter what, I was once a great tutor and an assistant minister of two dynasties!"

Zhu Houcong's face turned cold at this time: "No matter how noble you are, after you sprinkle salt on it and roast it over fire, in the eyes of the people, you are just a piece of edible meat!"

"This is the right bestowed upon the people by Heaven!"

"Don't say you are the Grand Tutor or Prime Minister. Even if you are the Son of Heaven, according to the laws of the world drawn up by heaven, as long as you are cut into pieces of meat and put into the mouths of the people, the people can eat them to fill their stomachs! Eating them is like eating poison!"

When Zhu Houcong said this, he turned around and smiled at Yang Tinghe, who was being held by the Jinyiwei and was already terrified.

Yang Tinghe felt that Zhu Houcong's smile was a little creepy.

Therefore, his face turned extremely pale, and his lips trembled involuntarily: "Your Majesty, I beg you, you can skin me alive, but don't let the common people digest me!"

"Will begging help?"

“You are a man who has held great power.”

"You should know that in front of someone with absolute power, any plea will seem pale and powerless."

"Just like back then, when Wu Miao begged you to change doctors."

"I believe that if my life and death today depends on your death, no matter how much I beg, you will not be merciful!"

Zhu Houcong said.

Yang Tinghe shouted excitedly: "I will never humiliate you like this!"

Zhu Houcong looked fierce and said, "But I have humiliated you, what can you do?"

Yang Tinghe gritted his teeth, his face turned ashen, and his fists were clenched so tightly that veins popped out.

"I hate!"

"I hate it. Why didn't you die in the sea of ​​fire today, and caught me first!"

Yang Tinghe had a ferocious face and spoke viciously to Zhu Houcong at the moment he was dragged away.

Zhu Houcong folded his hands in front of his stomach, turned around and walked towards his seat like a free and easy cloud and wild crane, while smiling and saying:

"There's no point in hating!"

"Yang Tinghe, I tell you, what cannot be obtained through open schemes is even more impossible to obtain through conspiracies. Even if I die in the sea of ​​fire today, even if China once again sinks into the hands of foreign races, in a few years, more and more people will still see through your ugly side, and then you will be infamous for eternity!"

"what!"

Yang Tinghe had been stabbed by the knife at this time, and he screamed in pain.

Especially when the high-quality palace salt, like snow grains, was sprinkled on his bright red wounds, sweat broke out on his forehead.

After Zhu Houcong said this, Yang Tinghe insisted: "But we will not be eliminated! Never! Your descendants, the people of the world, will miss us!"

"what!"

Speaking of it.

Yang Tinghe screamed again, and when the knife fell with "snowflakes", splashing a string of red plums. Zhu Houcong turned around and smiled faintly, watching this scene, and said: "It can only be a memory!"

"what!"

Yang Tinghe tried his best to move the limbs and organs that his brain could still control, and said, "I regret it so much!"

But Yang Tinghe was unable to speak anymore after this. Instead, he fainted from the pain and soon died on the spot.

Zhu Houcong knew what he regretted. He simply regretted that he had chosen himself in the first place according to the "rotational order" instead of using conspiracy to get rid of himself in advance, such as letting himself fall into the water or be burned to death.

But Zhu Houcong believed that Yang Tinghe had nothing to regret.

Because at that time, he was indeed the best choice. Whether it was the rules set by the ancestors or the actual conditions, he was more suitable.

What's more, he was very good at hiding his shortcomings and concealing himself at that time.

Besides, he believed that Yang Tinghe would not try to kill him by conspiracy unless it was absolutely necessary.

After all, this method is too risky. If there is any mistake, the loss will outweigh the gain.

Otherwise, Yang Tinghe would not have waited until now to think of using conspiracy against him.

Obviously completely desperate.

Fortunately, Zhu Houcong never relaxed his vigilance against Yang Tinghe.

Because Zhu Houcong, as a person from later generations, was enlightened by a very wise person with logically rigorous words.

Therefore, even if Yang Tinghe, an elite among the traditional scholar-officials, was good at acting or forbearance, he never let his guard down.

He believed that Yang Tinghe would either completely betray his class or one day he would completely lose control after he made the Ming Dynasty increasingly different from before.

It was for this reason that when Zhu Houcong heard the news of Yang Tinghe's death, he still asked Lu Bing to investigate the matter out of suspicion.

Lu Bing did find out that someone in Xindu County had reported that a man who looked quite similar to Yang Tinghe had been in and out of the Yang family, and Lu Bing had also sent people to secretly track this monk.

Therefore, when Yang Tinghe met Wen Xiang, the Jinyiwei had already been keeping an eye on them, and they found out in advance that what Wen Xiang's men brought was not water, but kerosene.

Yang Tinghe thought that his fake death would make the emperor relax his vigilance against him.

But what Yang Tinghe didn't know was that by doing so, he made Zhu Houcong even more vigilant.

In any case, Zhu Houcong secretly thanked his luck that he was more careful.

At this time, Zhu Houcong also said to Yang Yiqing, Zhang Cong and other ministers who accompanied him: "Yang Tinghe is smart!"

"He faked his own death first, and then used the resources at his disposal to get rid of himself."

"In this case, even if I say that I was murdered by Yang Tinghe, I am afraid that no one in the world will believe it. The Yang family is even unwilling to admit it. I am afraid that if we dig up Yang Tinghe's grave now, there will be a rotten corpse put in it in advance."

"Your Majesty is saying that he did this only after Your Majesty ordered the suspension of court for three days for him, and posthumously conferred him the title of Grand Tutor and the title of Wen Zhong on him."

"In this case, if Your Majesty continues to call him a traitor, it will also damage your own reputation."

Yang Yiqing echoed at this time.

Zhang Cong then said: "Even if we make it known to the world, scholars will say it is unofficial history and cannot be trusted!"

"Then don't make this public."

"What Yang Tinghe fears most is that the country becomes strong and the people become rich, and everyone awakens. As long as the emperor and his subjects make the Ming Dynasty greater and greater, and China more and more glorious, it will be the greatest revenge on him and people like him!"

When Zhu Houcong said this, he looked at Yang Yiqing and said, "Prime Minister, do you admit your guilt?"

Yang Yiqing was stunned at this moment.

"It was you who instructed Zhang Limei to provide evidence of Wang Yangming's treason to Cheng Qichong, right?"

"Although Zhang Limei died suddenly during the escort, the person I sent to investigate the cause of Yang Tinghe's death found Zhang Limei next to Yang Tinghe."

"After Zhang Limei got the evidence of Yang Tinghe's false accusation against Wang Yangming, she asked you whether you wanted to react in this way, but you said that you could just report it to Cheng Qichong, the then Jiangxi Provincial Censor. Are you just like Yang Tinghe, unable to tolerate Wang Yangming?!"

Zhu Houcong smiled when he said this: "Don't you want to admit it yet?"

thump!
Yang Yiqing knelt down, took off his official hat, bowed his head to the ground, closed his eyes and said: "I am guilty. In order to eliminate dissidents, I did not hesitate to encourage others to slander the governor!" (End of this chapter)