Damn it, I'm in the garbage book I wrote

Chapter 91: Literary Protection
The news of Xia Lin's arrest spread to various places through merchants. Among them, the reaction of Yuzhang Academy in Hongdu Prefecture after receiving the news was surprising.

After learning that Xia Lin had scolded the head of the Dali Temple so hard that he was almost paralyzed, these hawkish students took a closer look at the words that had been scolding them, and they suddenly felt tickled.

Although their feud with Xia Lin was known to the world, the first people to stand up and plead for Xia Lin this time were the students from Yuzhang Academy led by Zhang Zhongchun.

Led by Lao Zhang, they took to the streets, raised their arms and shouted, demanding that the court severely punish the rat and clear his name, but the result was not satisfactory. These students were soon arrested by soldiers.

This was a serious matter. If the student was arrested, what could the teacher do? At this moment, a group of serious Confucian scholars, led by Grand Secretary Yu Shinan, got a cushion and sat in silence outside the government office.

This group of people are all hard-core ones who have been carefully selected to cultivate the hawkish existence. They are top-notch literati with character. They dare to die even in the face of His Majesty. What else can they say when they meet a provincial government?
There were dozens of people, young and old. Some were grand secretaries of the imperial court, some were editors of the Hongwen Academy, and some were famous scholars. No matter what they were after, just sitting there made for a super luxurious lineup.

The government office refused to release them, so they kept sitting there. It was already past midsummer, and the sun was shining brightly. These scholars were powerless, so one after another fainted. However, they were soon carried away, and then new people would immediately fill their positions.

At this time, the head of the yamen was still detaining the imperial official in Poyang County. Without the person in charge here, several officials got together and discussed that they must not let anyone die, because if someone died, it would be a big disaster.

Those students in the prison were indeed causing trouble. They were supposed to be in prison for a few days, but now they are stuck there. If we release them, it will be against the law. If we open a loophole, in the future, if anyone has any trouble, they will gather a group of people and sit in front of the government office. How can we live like that?

But if they don't let him go, look at Yu Shinan... He is highly respected and has a good personal relationship with the princes and governors. The most important thing is that he still holds the title of Grand Secretary and has a rank in the court. In the future he may even be promoted to the Prince's Tutor. If he dies of the heat here, they cannot bear the responsibility.

After weighing the pros and cons for a long time, they released most of the students that night, but Zhang Zhongchun, the organizer, was still detained.

Old Zhang was a bachelor, but instead of accepting the defeat, he wrote an article called "Lime Chant". The sentence "I am not afraid of being crushed to pieces, as long as I can keep my innocence in this world" was enough to make those young students excited.

The old men sitting at the door left after being persuaded by the students. Then the group of students started to take action. Hundreds of people chanted the Lime Chant repeatedly outside the yamen and shouted slogans to punish corrupt officials. The noise lasted from morning to night.

Their actions and the cause, process and outcome of the incident quickly began to spread around with the development of water transportation. First, Xia Lin's theory of termites was compiled by someone, and then the opinions of various talented people in Jiangnan Province were compiled and even published in a bound volume.

It's been published in a book. In fact, anyone with a little bit of knowledge would know that this was most likely premeditated, but the problem is that they can't figure out what the conspiracy was.

Somehow, this book was printed in the tens of thousands and traveled all over the country, both inside and outside the Great Wall, via caravan logistics.

In fact, the above things are very arousing whether you read them individually or as a whole. They are very good at criticizing current social ills or satirizing officials.

This is a book for young people. Young people are born with rebellious genes and hot blood. Children of noble families, poor families, and even ordinary people can clearly receive the message conveyed in this book. In addition, the embezzlement of disaster relief reserve grain and the three courts of the imperial court tried the honest officials.

Wow, the effect is really explosive. In an era of information blockade, people can only rely on the transmission of news and emotions to guess what happened in that place.

There is a unique skill in journalism and communication, which is to use the truth to spread lies. No one knew that all the people who were tried in the three courts had been detained, and no one knew that eighty to ninety percent of the embezzled grain had been destroyed. All they saw was a story about a seventh-rank official who pleaded for the people and whose name didn't even appear, and who fought wits and courage with the evil officials from the court to recover the grain, but was finally defeated and thrown into jail, and a scene of millions of reserve grains being embezzled, leading to corpses everywhere in the future.

The general public tends to favor the weaker party when the strong and the weak are in confrontation, especially when the weaker party is more in line with the simple values ​​held by the public, the support rate of the weaker party will increase exponentially.

These two things are actually one thing, which can be simplified into three sentences and twelve words: grain was stolen, the county magistrate pursued it, and the imperial court blocked it.

With a beginning, development, and ending, the general public will naturally fill in the mind of a complete story line and eagerly demand that the "end" of the beginning, development, turn, and ending be presented.

The masses want an explanation, and so do the officials who were unaware of the situation. Everyone is waiting for an explanation. The news quickly reached His Majesty's ears, and his hands were shaking. Millions of kilograms of grain, that is, the lives of hundreds of thousands of people. How dare these people?

And the three courts held a trial? Such a big thing as the three courts held a trial, but he, an emperor, had no idea about it? How could this be possible?

So even though it was late at night, Emperor Feng issued the most serious order in recent years, ordering all the people in the three provinces, six ministries and twelve yamen to stay awake and come to the court. If this matter was not made clear today, no one would be able to sleep.

He was not the first person to attend the evening court, but such an urgent matter must have meant something serious had happened. On the way to the court, the Minister of Revenue walked quickly to Gao Shilian's side and said, "Master Gao, Master Gao, please stay for a moment."

Gao Shilian slowed down his pace slightly, and the Minister of Finance hurriedly chased after him and said, "Master Gao, what is the reason why His Majesty summoned him so urgently this evening?"

Gao Shilian did not look well. He had no idea what had happened. Why did the situation on his side suddenly take a turn for the worse? People in the streets and even in the court were criticizing him. This was the first time in all his years as an official that he felt isolated and helpless.

"I don't know, but it's probably not a small matter."

Gao Shilian was self-aware, so he quickened his pace and came to the hall. When he arrived, many people were already standing here. The emperor was also pacing back and forth in front of the dragon throne instead of sitting in his seat. Although the hall was brightly lit, there was a gloomy and dull feeling.

"Gao Jian!"

When His Majesty shouted this, Gao Shilian's heart skipped a beat. Calling someone by their name was like scolding them. Gao Shilian was completely confused. He didn't know why he suddenly seemed to have offended everyone. But now was not the time to think carefully. He quickly stepped forward and knelt in front of the hall: "I am here."

"What on earth have you done?"

His Majesty is His Majesty after all. Although he is usually bullied by the civil servants, he still has to show his might when it is time. This shout completely drove away Gao Shilian's sleepiness in the middle of the night. He kowtowed deeply: "I don't know..."

"You all, look at yourselves. You are all already in your forties or fifties, with heads full of silver hair. How many days do you have left to live? What are you thinking about at the last moment?"

As His Majesty spoke, he threw the book in front of Gao Shilian. He picked it up and took a look at it. He immediately broke out in a sweat and trembled all over. Every word on the book was like a steel knife stabbing him in the body.

It was almost like pointing a finger at him and saying, "If we rise up in rebellion, you will be the instigator."

"You take other people's food and serve them. You officials are masters at confusing right and wrong. How dare you do that?"

"Your Majesty, I am wronged... I really didn't know about this."

"I don't care whether you know it or not. You are the head of all officials. If someone under you makes a mistake, who else can I hold responsible?" His Majesty shook his head gently. "I never expected that the people under the Wei Dynasty would be a bunch of idlers who have eaten and eaten, and have corroded my country into such a state. Gao Shilian! You are fully responsible for this matter. If you cannot give me an explanation, you should resign and return home."

"I...accept the decree."

Afterwards, His Majesty sat on the steps and talked earnestly with his ministers for more than half an hour, but Gao Shilian did not hear a word he said. His mind was now full of buzzing, almost blank. Only from the emperor's description did he realize what had happened.

What about seizing disaster-stricken grain reserves, arresting the county magistrate, and obstructing the investigation? One by one, he felt a splitting headache when he heard all these things. And this time, Gao Shilian was really wronged. Why would he do such a small thing? For several million catties of grain, two hundred coins per stone, one tael of silver is five stones, one stone is 180 catties, one tael of silver is 900 catties, and nine million catties is only 10,000 taels of silver. For such a small amount of money, he would have no choice but to provoke Guo Da, the old man? Is he sick? Is he addicted to being fucked?
Food was the least valuable thing in the Wei Dynasty, which was barely a prosperous era. It was worse to trade in silk than in silk. Even fruits, vegetables, meat and eggs were more valuable than that.

Who is it? Who is so poor and crazy that he wants to steal other people's food? He must be sick!
(End of this chapter)