The Unjust System and My War-Crazy Self

This game of chess is a matter of life and death.

It all depends on today's performance.

"Apocalypse is coming." Sophia whispered beside Shu Yichao.

"Hehehe, I saw it." Shu Yichao narrowed his eyes.

"Well, let me take a look..."

"what is this?"

"It doesn't look like an assassination."

Of course not an assassination.

The scholars had some idea of ​​the comparison between their own military strength and the strength of Shu Yichao's army.

From the end of each road, countless Confucian scholars in green robes appeared.

They rushed towards Shu Yichao like ants that gathered together because they had found food, like a vast dark blue cloud.

These scholars carried the spirit tablets of successive emperors of the Great Meng Dynasty and the tablet of the great sage Confucius, and held up banners covered with large characters.

There was even a coffin at the front of the procession.

The people who were originally watching the ceremony of offering sacrifices to the Emperor Xiaoling were immediately attracted by these scholars.

“What are they doing?”

“Why are there so many people studying here?”

The people were talking a lot.

"hiss

"What's written on that banner? There are a few words I don't recognize..."

"It seems like, defending the Way with blood?"

Just as the people were talking, Sophia whispered in Shu Yichao's ear again.

"Apocalypse."

"The people in the front, from left to right, are Huang Zongxi, Mao Pijiang, and Mao Qiling, all of whom are famous local scholars."

"He is very famous in the Jiangnan area."

"The woman in mourning clothes and tied with a hemp rope is named Yu Mengke. She is Qian Qianyi's female disciple and a famous talented woman in the local area."

".....Huang Zongxi?" Shu Yichao tilted his head.

"I think I've heard this name before. It looks familiar."

The team of blue-clothed scholars was getting closer and closer, while the plant army under Shu Yichao raised their muskets one after another.

The black muzzle of the gun was pointed at the scholars in blue from afar.

When the blue-clothed scholars saw the rows of gun muzzles, the marching team immediately stopped.

"Mr. Nan Lei." The scholars following Huang Zongxi felt their calves trembling a little.

The scholars at the beginning of life were not obedient children who turned a deaf ear to the world outside and focused on reading the books of sages.

A considerable number of them are mad dogs who are extremely good at setting up the "broken boot formation", similar to those who engage in street sports in later generations.

In the Jiangnan cities at that time, it was common for scholars to organize tax resistance and attack government offices.

The restless students often organized the common people and neighbors to cause trouble, and at the same time expanded their influence by making up songs, dramas, novels, etc.

Then, under the banner of "speaking for the people and upholding justice", they launched a public opinion attack on the government.

They even brought prostitutes from brothels, street vendors, workers, and ruffians to attack government offices, causing violence, looting, and even arson, in an effort to force the government to make concessions or order officials to resign.

This kind of situation where scholars took the lead in causing trouble happened every year in the south of the Yangtze River during the late Mogao period.

Since scholars were a privileged class and a reserve force of future officials, officials generally did not dare to resort to bloody suppression for the sake of their own future.

And the yamen runners under him did not dare to offend these people.

Even though he was beaten on the head and bleeding by the scholars with all kinds of dirt and rubble, he could only blame himself for his bad luck.

The result of the scholars' display of the Broken Boots Formation was mostly declared over by the government's compromise and concession.

In this way, the leading scholars often become famous and gain both fame and fortune.

The early Donglin Party and Fushe were both veterans who were well versed in this.

For example, Zhang Pu, the leader of the Fushe Society, became famous for writing "Inscription on the Five Men".

It’s a pity that the scholars who were used to this trick in Da Meng subconsciously used it under the rule of Da Wrong.

The result -

As everyone knows, I, the master of the Eight Banners, like to speak with swords, spears, and axes.

The result of the Crying in the Temple Case was that the scholars were brutally suppressed.

Thousands of scholars were dispersed, and more than ten leaders were executed after their homes were confiscated.

Dacheng used a butcher knife to prove -

For some problems that cannot be solved by talking, perhaps we should change our thinking.

For example, using a slap in the face.

Therefore, when the plant army raised their muskets, the scholars were frightened.

After all, Daxuan had already proved it once before, this broken boot formation is not always effective.

"Mr. Nan Lei."

"Could it be that the King of Dian is a complete lunatic?"

"He, he won't give the order to shoot, right?" The scholars' team was in chaos.

They had also heard about Shu Yichao's mass killing in Chengdu.

现在

What if Shu Yichao also plays the same trick in Nandu?

But before Huang Zongxi, Mao Pijiang and others could speak, Yu Mengke spoke first.

"So what if the King of Dian ordered the shooting?"

"Today we will defend the Way with blood."

"He is the first among all the scholars in the world!"

"It is to protect our orthodoxy.

"How can you be so afraid of death that you won't move forward?"

"We rely on this righteousness!"

"Even if it's the King of Dian, how dare he act rashly!"

After saying that, Yu Mengke, dressed in mourning clothes, pulled the donkey cart carrying the coffin and jumped over the crowd forward.

In this way, such a wonderful scene appeared outside the Xiaoling Mausoleum.

A pretty woman in mourning clothes walked forward alone with a resolute expression, as if facing the frosty plum blossoms, while behind her were countless scholars who stopped in their tracks.

"We are all inferior to Miss Yu Mengke." Someone sighed with shame.

"Let's follow quickly."

"But what if the King of Dian is just a crude person who doesn't respect the teachings of the saints?"

"..."

The scholars looked at each other in confusion.

At the same time, Shu Yichao canceled the automatic firing of the plant army and pulled the team apart.

"Huang Zongxi?"

"Let me see what it looks like."

"And that dream or something, what's the goal?"

step.

Two steps.

Three steps.

Yu Mengke stepped forward, and the army of plants in front of her took down their muskets one after another, and then parted in front of her like waves.

"..."

Huang Zongxi, Mao Pijiang and others looked at what they saw in disbelief.

It seemed as if there was some incredible power hidden in Yu Mengke's thin body. Even the ferocious plant spirits had to retreat in front of her righteous spirit.

"wrong!"

Huang Zongxi and Mao Pijiang looked at each other and found that the same surprise flashed in each other's eyes.

It’s not that the King of Dian is afraid of Yu Mengke.

Rather, she was afraid of the nearly ten thousand scholars who had gathered behind her from all over Jiangnan!

It is extremely.

It’s great!

Even the King of Dian wouldn't dare to openly confront this force!!

The King of Dian is different from the zombie Tartars in the north after all.

Yes.

He even came to pay homage to the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum.

It can be seen that he still has some dignity.

"Hahaha!!"

“It’s done!!”

"Everyone-------Defend the Way with blood!"

“Forward, forward!!”

The next moment, Qingyun swarmed forward.

Hahaha!!

Great thing accomplished!

Zhu Jingli, standing on the stage, had shining eyes.

I didn’t expect it, I didn’t expect it, these scholars who were useless in the past would be so useful this time.

They really scared Shu Yichao!!

Zhu Jingli's heart was pounding wildly.

It seemed as if it would jump out of my chest in the next second.

When these scholars came to him to form a coalition, Zhu Jingli was actually not very happy about it.

He had already experienced Shu Yichao's cruelty, and of course he knew that this guy would chop people down without blinking an eye.

If I cause trouble and Shu Yichao finds out, I'll be finished.

Even if it is not found out.

What if Shu Yichao blames him for this?

Zhu Jingli did not want to be an emperor who died of illness

Anyway, Shu Yichao is now in charge of food and drink, so if he can't take charge of the government, then he can't. He'll just get by one day at a time.

But he was moved by the words of Huang Zongxi and Mao Pijiang.

"Your Majesty is the ruler of the world."