my brother-in-law is the prince

Chapter 321 Autumn Sinner

Chapter 321

All of a sudden...all the people who were howling were much quieter.

It's just that almost everyone retreated one after another.

It's a pity...they obviously have no way out.

"Who are you... do you know where this is?"

No one responded to them.

Because... the captain received the order that, except for the official uniforms and scholars, the rest of the people should be killed.

So... Three strikes, five divisions and two divisions, the school captains who poured in began to draw their swords.

Wherever the light of the knife passed, there was blood rain.

One person fell, and many people screamed with unwillingness and pain.

Some people fell to the ground, not yet dead, screaming in pain.

In fact, if they knew that being able to die happily now is actually a kind of luck in a sense, they would not be so unwilling.

A person fell down, and in an instant, the front yard of the yamen hall was full of dead bodies.

Immediately afterwards, the captain, who climbed over the high wall and entered from all directions, began to search from everywhere.

The remaining people who survived kept retreating, until they retreated to the corner.

In front of them, there are countless swords.

Fan Yi's face was livid, and he seemed panicked.

But at this moment, he has gradually understood that these people in front of him are not the so-called thieves.

It's the army, and it's an elite army.

He tried his best to suppress the panic in his heart, and shouted: "I am the official of the imperial court... I am the official of the imperial court..."

Everyone was leaning against the wall, wishing that their bodies would become one with the wall.

At this time, the crowd began to automatically fork a path.

Then I saw Zhu Di with his hands behind his back, leading the ministers walking slowly, and then stood still, staring at Fan Yi and others.

Fan Yi immediately said: "I am not guilty, I am not guilty."

He was eager to defend himself, and his speech was slurred.

Zhu Di sneered, and suddenly glanced at Yang Rong behind him: "Is he guilty?"

Yang Rong said: "The crime is heinous."

Zhu Di said, "How should I deal with it?"

Yang Rong said: "Behead for public display."

Zhu Di looked at Hu Guang again and said, "What does Hu Qing think?"

Hu Guangdao: "If you steal your property, you will be executed after the fall."

Zhu Di looked at Jin Chun and said, "What do Jin Qing's family think?"

Jin Chun, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, was supposed to be guilty of a crime. Even he was shocked by what happened in the Ningguo Mansion.

There are some things that cannot be imagined without seeing them in person. People can be so wicked.

He saw with his own eyes that many medical households were imprisoned in that grinding institute, ready to be burned at any time.

Some things, if you just listen to them, you won't be touched.

But seeing it with his own eyes, the feeling of fear has never been forgotten by him so far.

Jin Chundao: "Your Majesty, the crime involves his family, and one more thing is that his wife and children should be exiled."

After Fan Yi and the others heard this, their faces were already miserable.

Zhu Di was still dissatisfied, and finally looked at Zhang Anshi.

Zhang Anshi said: "Within the five clans, all are exiled, and all close relatives are executed. As for myself, I am cut."

Still Zhang Anshi is ruthless.

However, Zhang Anshi has not forgotten so far. The concept of human resources and five clans that he is thinking about is not small, and hundreds of thousands of people are involved at every turn.

If they are all exiled, and if they are accidentally distributed in Xinzhou, this manpower problem can be effectively solved.

Zhu Di finally said at this time: "Shan, come... Take them all."

When hearing these words, Fan Yiren and the others all turned terribly pale.

Only then did they realize how lucky those who were killed were.

Thinking that all close relatives will be implicated, and all distant relatives will be exiled, this is tantamount to a complete sweep.

I have worked hard all my life, and in the end, everything is destroyed.

In the face of absolute force, he was already crying bitterly, fell down on the ground with a puff, and said sadly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, even if I am guilty, how can my wife and children be blamed? They...they...are good people." Good people... and my mother, my mother has been eating vegetarian food and praying to Buddha for decades... Your Majesty is merciful, merciful..."

After hearing this, Zhu Di just sneered with disdain.

Then, the pair of blade-like pupils were cast aside.

Zhang Anshi was furious at this time, and said coldly: "Do you also know that your parents, wives and children are innocent? Since you know, why don't you think about it, how many people's parents, wives and children are innocent in this Ningguo Mansion? What are you pretending now?" Pitiful! How many people have lost their wives and children because of you bastard, and now you are asking for mercy with your parents, wives and children. If you don’t punish your parents, wives and children today, there will be thousands of people like you in the world. It will be even more confident, heh... how many people will suffer then?"

Fan Yi was so frightened that he was out of his wits, Qi Qi Ai said: "In all dynasties and dynasties, only emperors like Shang Zhou treated his subjects like this and used such torture..."

At this moment Zhu Di suddenly said: "Then I will be Shang Zhou, and here I will be Sui Yang Emperor. If Shang Zhou and Sui Yang Emperor can kill your whole family, I will be such a foolish emperor. What else can you say?"

After Fan Yi heard this, he was even more frightened out of his wits.

Basically, when it comes to this point, he already knows himself, so he suddenly said: "It's Mr. Jian...it's Mr. Jian... We are just following orders. Your Majesty, I am wronged. It is Mr. Jian's order. I As a subordinate official, how dare you disobey the order?"

Standing behind Zhu Di, Yang Rong, Hu Guangren, etc. still felt that this punishment was too heavy. Although they hated it deeply, they still felt that this was the first of its kind to kill the close relatives of the ministers and exile the five clans. It became like a raging fire, and once it opened its mouth, it couldn't be stopped.

But now... Listening to Fan Yi's sophistry, plus what they learned from Wu Zhizhan, there is only an indescribable disgust in my heart.

Zhu Di laughed, looked at him contemptuously and said, "That's right, none of you want to run away, everyone has a share, so... don't need to shirk your own guilt, someone...take it..."

The captains obeyed the order, and rushed forward, and easily detained Fan Yi and the others, as if they were carrying chickens.

Fan Yi was still yelling.

At this time, someone tremblingly said: "I... I... I am not a criminal judge, I am an ordinary citizen, I am an ordinary citizen."

But it was an old man in a shawl and a Confucian shirt, and at this time he was complaining about his grievances.

Zhu Di only glanced sideways, his eyes full of indifference.

The man still yelled: "I don't have any official position, but I'm just an ordinary citizen. Why should I be arrested? Your Majesty... Do ordinary good people also want to be arrested?"

The seven or eight village sages and gentry around him also begged bitterly: "We have been wronged, wronged, wronged through the ages."

See Zhu Di standing still, motionless.

Zhang Anshi went forward: "There is no need to bind these few, and there is no need to embarrass them. They have not committed any crimes yet."

The village sages and gentry breathed a sigh of relief.

Yang Rong and the others nodded secretly. What they were most afraid of was that the imperial court would kill innocent people indiscriminately because of His Majesty's anger.

The old man at the head hurriedly bowed to Zhang Anshi: "Thank you...thank you...the villain Xia Chang, he is just an ordinary person, student...student...Leave now."

"Leave?" Zhang Anshi suddenly showed an expression worth pondering, and continued: "What kind of place do you think this is, come and leave as soon as you say?"

Shocked, Xia Chang hurriedly said, "Young one, I'm innocent."

Zhang Anshi said: "If there is no investigation, how do you know if you are guilty or not? Come on, please sit around and send someone to search their homes. Take a look and see if they have hidden fields and households. ...Whether they have a share in the matter of recruiting Ding Ding. Check again to see if there are any evil deeds in the village on weekdays. Especially the hidden households and hidden fields, which are all tax money from the imperial court, but What kind of crime is it that they concealed it and caused the court to suffer huge losses?"

"This is deceiving the emperor and stealing the treasury. To put it more seriously, they dare to steal the taxes and taxes of the court and the government. They are so bold that I think...they even dare to rebel. So, if you do a good job Check to see if there are weapons and instruments of torture hidden in their homes. If they don’t find them, they will be punished as deceiving the emperor. Once they are found, they will be punished for treason, ransacking their homes, beheading, and exiled.

"Here."

After hearing that, Xia Chang felt his brain buzzing.

Yintian and Yinhu are the most routine operations, and there is no one who does not do this on weekdays.

And this kind of thing is also introversion.

As long as there are sages in the village, with a little bit of conscience, they feel that the court and the government are in trouble. Ordinary ordinary people have to bear such a heavy tax, and they should pay more or less grain tax.Then... no one else needs to pay, but you alone.People can save a thousand shi rice a year, but you only have six or seven hundred shi. Whenever there is a famine, the granary is full of grain. How much grain does your family have?

The final result... this kind of conscience is worthless at all, because after ten or twenty years, people rely on this kind of accumulation, and take advantage of the famine to acquire a large amount of land, and the land they own may be three times, five times or even yours. Ten times, after slowly widening the gap with you, as long as your family encounters a slight crisis, your family may fall, and the rest of the gentry will be like vultures, eating up your land completely.

Therefore, the process of land accumulation and mergers is the same as the accumulation of primitive capital. It is a zero-sum game. The so-called conscientious gentry just don’t pay taxes on weekdays and wantonly annex bankrupt farmers in disaster years. The land, and then take out a little bit of money and food, just give some porridge and water.

Even if it is such charity, there is a corresponding reward, because during any catastrophe, to encourage gentry and village sages to do good deeds, often the imperial court and the government will have a corresponding quota of supervisors, rewards, or other aspects of care.

How is it possible to do purely good deeds?

Isn't that a prodigal?

In the order of the ancient countryside, the interests of the family are the foundation of everything. What determines a person's character is always whether a person can maximize the continuous benefits to the family!

Even if one person wants to show kindness, once it goes too far, it will inevitably be strongly opposed by the entire family, uncles and brothers.

Human attributes, on the contrary, will gradually degenerate.

This is quite like some so-called big companies in later generations. The so-called president must conform to the interests of shareholders. Once the interests of shareholders are violated, he may have done a good deed, but in fact, in his circle, he is destined to be notorious. Notable.

To put it bluntly, it is because of such rules of the game that such rural moral standards have been formulated, and there is also a matching mechanism of so-called family law and family law. On this basis, a theory similar to the Tao of Confucius and Mencius was born. Base.

Not to mention Ningguo Mansion, even in the whole world, how many families do not have hidden households and hidden fields?

As for weapons and instruments of lynching...

Who doesn't?Without these, how can family law and family law have deterrent power?How to deal with disobedient tenants?

Xia Chang shouted loudly at this time: "You are trying to force the common people to death, you are trying to..."

Zhang Anshi took a step forward, and his heart was already on fire.

I, Zhang Anshi, are wicked enough, but you are even more wicked than me. I, Zhang Anshi, still know that I am wicked, so I dare not stand on the moral high ground. I always behave with my tail between my legs, and never plausibly pretend that I am a kind person.But this old dog, who has gotten a huge advantage, dares to call himself a small man?

Zhang Anshi stepped forward, snapping...

The backhand is six or seven slaps.

This Xia Chang has never been insulted like this in his whole life.

Zhang Anshi said: "Old dog, if you dare to chatter, I will cut you."

So Xia Chang and the others didn't dare to speak anymore, they just kept crying, as if they had been wronged and wronged by the sky.

Zhu Di looked at these people with disgust, and then said, "Where is Jian Yi?"

With that said, continue to enter the depths of the mansion.

When we arrived at the house, the place was already surrounded by people.

Someone kicked the door open.

Zhu Di stepped into the room, and saw a person hanging in the air, dangling in the room.

Jian Yi... hanged himself.

Zhu Di only frowned.

"Suicide in fear of crime." Zhu Di sneered disdainfully.

On the contrary, Yang Rong, Hu Guangren, etc., although they know that Jian Yi has committed a lot of crimes, they still have some friendship on weekdays.

At that moment, the circles of his eyes turned red, but he held back, turned his head away, and couldn't bear to see this Minister of the Ministry of Officials in such a mess.

Xia Yuanji was even more sad because... during the time of Emperor Taizu Gao, Jian Yi and Xia Yuanji were known as the two gentlemen. At the beginning, the two drank together and swore together to help the world. If they can enter the center in the future , It is necessary to make a life for the common people, and it is necessary to make a contribution to the world.

At that time, they were all young, high-spirited, with the pride unique to scholars.

They are dragons and phoenixes among people, and they are the best among young talents. When they read about the rise and fall of the world, they will shed tears, and when they talk about the suffering of the people, they will be overwhelmed with pain.

They even talked about how to reduce the corvee of the people, holding candles at night, talking about excitement, and replacing wine with tea, shouting happily.

But now... what Xia Yuanji saw was just a ruined Duke Jian.

Zhang Anshi stepped forward and saw a note on the copy.

He took the note, only glanced at it, and then sent it to Zhu Di.

Zhu Di took it, looked down, and saw four words written on the note: "Sinner for thousands of years!"

Zhu Di looked at these four characters indifferently.

Everyone was silent.

"Jian Gong...Jian Gong..." Xia Yuanji finally couldn't hold back, and burst into tears.

He rushed forward, trying to take off Jian Yi's body.

Several school captains had to go up to help, and the corpse was taken down. Xia Yuanji was afraid that someone would see the ugly scene of Jian Yi committing suicide at this time, so he quickly covered Jian Yi's hideous face with his long sleeves.

Zhang Anshi simply took a square handkerchief and sent it to Xia Yuanji.

Xia Yuanji carefully covered Jian Yi's face with a square handkerchief, and after placing it securely, he couldn't help crying again.

Zhu Di said angrily: "Why are you crying? This is what people should do like this."

But Xia Yuanji couldn't hold back his tears, he just beat his chest and fell down. He couldn't contain his tears, nor could he control his emotions.

Zhang Anshi said: "Your Majesty, according to investigation..."

He paused, and then said: "Although Mr. Jian is the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, his family doesn't have much money. The last time he ransacked his house, the most valuable thing he took from his house was an inkstone worth three taels of silver. The rest are mostly books, and nothing else. His wife and children... live on a daily basis, and they are only a little more prosperous than ordinary people's homes. I also heard that Emperor Taizu Gao and His Majesty had given him a lot of money. A generous gift, he used it to donate to some impoverished scholars who came to the capital to take the imperial examination..."

Zhu Di's expression finally softened a little.

At this time, Jian Yi gave people an indescribable emotion.

Zhu Di immediately turned around and left, saying: "Contain his body and bury it hastily, not a big burial."

Everyone sighed and sighed.

Opened the treasury.

It was discovered that at this time, the treasury of the Ningguo Mansion was actually empty.

Immediately after that, reports were sent one by one.

People who wanted to be arrested everywhere were brought to justice one after another.

But the capital city of Ningguo Mansion actually had plague.

At this moment, many people panicked and advised Zhu Di to return to Beijing immediately.

At this time, Zhu Di looked extremely calm, and said: "Order Zhang Anshi, immediately dispatch the Model Camp and Jinyiwei, clean up the streets on the spot, and release drugs. Don't panic, the sky will not fall. I am here, and the people here can feel at ease. Only Teach them to obey the orders of the government, and there will be no big troubles."

The mansions of each family began to be searched.

Outside the Fucheng, all those who were executed immediately went outside the city. After the execution, the bones were burned on the spot, and then a pit was dug for burial.

Jin Chun, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, has begun to direct the guards, and continues to search for clues according to the picture.The entire Ningguo Mansion was filled with awe.

Zhang Anshi asked someone to carry Yao Guangxiao's body, and when he arrived at the shed, he asked someone to feed him warm water.

Zhang Anshi always felt that this monk... seemed to be holding his breath.

By evening.

Suddenly...Chen Li hurried over and said, "Mr. Yao...has been resurrected from the dead!"

Zhang Anshi was actually not sure before, so he couldn't help but said at this time: "Really? He won't die like this, he really became a Buddha."

But when he heard that Yao Guangxiao was not dead, Zhang Anshi, who had been depressed for a long time, was genuinely relieved.

Chen Li, however, said worriedly: "Humblely, I think...it should be...that the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry. It seems that there is something wrong. I can't rest assured, and I have been hanging my breath..."

Zhang Anshi frowned in surprise, his heart that had finally loosened suddenly sank again.

But this kind of thing, he actually knows that some people clearly know that the life mechanism has reached the limit, but because of some regrets, they have been holding on.

How much willpower and persistence does this require?

"This monk...it seems...it is really possible to become a true Buddha." Zhang Anshi said with a bit of sadness, "Take me there."

When Zhang Anshi arrived, Zhu Di had already arrived, and everyone was waiting outside.

Finally, Zhu Di didn't hold back, and wept.

on the couch.

Yao Guangxiao couldn't win his eyes, he stretched out his withered hand, but the withered hand only moved once.

Zhu Di hurriedly grabbed his hand, but it was icy cold.

Yao Guangxiao opened his mouth gently, and Zhu Di had to press his ear to Yao Guangxiao's mouth.

Yao Guangxiao spoke intermittently in a low voice: "Your Majesty... Poor Monk... I have been with Your Majesty for many years, and His Majesty has ascended to the Great Treasure... Everyone told me... Monk was wrong, wrong... Today... Poor The monk only knows...the monk is not wrong...the poor monk...die without regret."

Zhu Di held his hand tightly, as if he was afraid that he would be lost all of a sudden, and said with a sob in his mouth, "Stop talking, stop talking, just rest, you will definitely survive."

Yao Guangxiao said: "I can't survive anymore, the poor monk just...wanted to see His Majesty again, came...before coming...the poor monk thought that the poor monk's fate was over, it was gone...no worries, but At the last moment... the poor monk suddenly... thinking, no matter what, I have to see His Majesty again, and take a look at His Majesty. The poor monk has a lot to say, but... but I can't finish it. Once I see Your Majesty, it will be over Enough."

Zhu Di burst into tears, and said sadly: "I... I'm sorry, Master Yao, I..."

Yao Guangxiao said: "Your Majesty... Zhang Anshi is the one who passed on the mantle of the poor monk... this person is here... the poor monk is here, he is alive, even though the poor monk is dead, he is still alive..."

Although Yao Guangxiao couldn't open his eyes, he seemed to be smiling when he said this. He was unusually calm, and said in a very weak voice: "Your Majesty... this person... has a small fault, but he has great wisdom and courage. Your Majesty wants Relying on him...such...such words..."

He started talking nonsense from behind: "In this way... many children... can laugh..."

He seemed to be extremely tired, and after a pause, he said again: "Your Majesty, please call Zhang Anshi...Call Zhang Anshi..."

Zhu Disheng was afraid that he would have regrets, so he ran to open the door quickly, and shouted: "Zhang Anshi!"

Zhang Anshi also trotted in hurriedly.

Zhu Di stood by the window with his hands behind his back, and raised his head to keep his tears from falling.

Zhang Anshi had already arrived at the edge of the sick bed.

Yao Guangxiao seemed to have sensed Zhang Anshi's breath, his lips moved almost inaudibly.

Seeing him like this, Zhang Anshi hurriedly bent down.

Yao Guangxiao's lips could hardly be opened or closed, as if the sound was made from a trachea, so low that it was almost unrecognizable.

"You...you have to remember...if the conflict is unavoidable, the confrontation of swords and soldiers...also...will inevitably happen, then...don't be kind to women...you have to strike first, cut the weeds and roots, cut...break Don’t harbor kindness in your heart...Remember, remember...you must not...the benevolence of a woman...should be interrupted, and you will be disturbed by it. Don’t...don’t believe what other people say about benevolence, righteousness and morality, you must be better than them Evil, more ruthless than them..."

This was the first time Yao Guangxiao didn't talk about money when talking to him.

Zhang Anshi cried, tears fell drop by drop like sudden raindrops.

He began to miss the time when the other party asked him for sesame oil money.

Zhang Anshi wiped his tears vigorously, and said, "I...I know..."

Yao Guangxiao continued: "If...if deception can paralyze others, then deceive them...if...if killing people can solve the problem, then don't hesitate...don't hesitate, don't hesitate in trouble..."

"Don't... don't take one step at a time... Life is alive... Life is life... It seems that there are many choices, but... But in fact... Ordinary people have no choice since they are born. Poor monk is like this, you ...and so do you. Your only choice...choice...is to live, and when you meet a rock in your way, you just...you kick him hard, and when you meet someone who stands in your way, you kill him. You...you have to live, live well..."

As he spoke, he seemed to have exhausted his last bit of energy, but he still seemed to be unsatisfied, and said softly: "Call Your Majesty...Call Your Majesty."

Zhang Anshi hurriedly said: "Your Majesty."

Zhu Di was already in tears, and hurried over.

And at this moment... the monk suddenly opened his eyes.

These eyes... still have a spirit.

He opened his mouth, and suddenly his voice became louder: "Zhang Anshi is like the flesh and blood of a poor monk, if your majesty recites the poor monk... the poor monk's merits, all the blessings, will be given to Zhang Anshi...he...he will give the poor monk... the end... ...to the end..."

The voice fell.

Those eyes, though open, had lost all their luster.

Yao Guangxiao gradually became stiff.

But at this moment, there seemed to be a mysterious smile on his face.

Just like Yao Guangxiao on weekdays, always mysterious and unpredictable.

Zhu Di subconsciously said: "Amitabha, Amitabha."

Zhang Anshi took two steps back, bowed heavily, and kowtowed three times to Yao Guangxiao. He wanted to stand up, but found that he seemed to have exhausted his strength, and just wanted to cry on the ground.

Zhu Di stood there blankly, staring at Yao Guangxiao closely, and remained silent for a while.

In the end, he stepped forward, took Yao Guangxiao's hand, and said solemnly: "Go away, your funeral will be taken care of by Zhang Qing. I will teach you that you will have no regrets in this life."

After all, Zhu Di seems to have aged a lot all of a sudden.

Zhang Anshi was still lying on the ground, and there was a low and deep cry.

Zhu Di suddenly walked up to Zhang Anshi's side, grabbed Zhang Anshi's lapel, and picked him up like a chick.

He kept his face sullen and tried to open his eyes wide, as if this could cause tears to overflow, and said quietly: "Don't be sad, master Yao's temperament, I know, he doesn't have any regrets, if he has any regrets, it's just I hate you guy, you are always too weak. Wipe away your tears, you are shy, like a woman, what a big deal you have done."

As he said that, Zhu Di suddenly didn't collapse for a while, and burst into tears: "Master Yao is dead, my master Yao...he is dead..."

The sound is like a bell, with endless grief.

Zhang Anshi just wiped away his tears, and then he became numb: "..."

The ministers outside were shocked when they heard this movement, and seemed to understand something at once.

Everyone hurriedly opened the door and entered. Seeing this, everyone felt as if they were mourning.

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