Imperial Master of the Ming Dynasty

The cold wind of early spring swirled, blowing on the willows that had just sprouted green buds on both sides of Taiping Street. The branches were blown to a "rustling" sound, occasionally mixed with a few owls' shrill and harsh calls. tweet.

The night sky was also gray, and the moon was hiding behind the lead-colored clouds, as if it was suppressing something.

In this era, most people have gone to bed at this time, but there are still dim lights in some neighborhoods. If it is not for the high threshold of the red door guarded by white jade lions, it must be a family with a wealthy family, and thieves are particularly favored.

"Brother Guo, something is not right."

Wrapped in the turbulent and blind flow of people, looking at the increasingly bright lights in the distance, Chai Che uneasily pulled the silk sleeves of Guo Jing beside him and said.

Unfortunately, the president's reform affairs office was blocked before it was even established, and the two petty officials had already been transferred out of the imperial edict. At this time, Guo Jing and Chai Che became like lonely monsters with no one to care about them. .

Guo Jing was anxious for a moment, but she was about to cry without tears. The huge crowd had already carried her to Taiping Street. If she went further south, she would reach the Imperial City!

"Today I just went back to Taixue to buy some prison books. How can I do this?"

Guo Jing's complaints were lost in the waves of noise.

"Eradicate the traitor Jiang Xinghuo!"

"I'm waiting to meet His Majesty!"

"The dynasty has been raising scholars for thirty years, and today it's just a matter of death!"

Thousands of Imperial College students shouted slogans with indignation and rushed toward the majestic imperial city from their respective areas in a chaotic manner.

Among the crowd, there were many officials from the Imperial College, trying to control the chaotic situation.

However, when a middle-aged man who looked like an Imperial College professor stood up, his thin arms were waving, but it was of no avail.

"Calm down, everyone!"

"What are you doing?!"

The Imperial Academy priest was panting and commanding the assistants beside him: "Quick! Lead them to the other side, don't really rush to the palace!"

His order did not take effect. Instead, it caused a commotion like ripples in the crowd. Many Imperial College supervisors jumped out and surrounded the professor.

"Professor Wang, how could you do this?"

A supervisor named Chu Daheng said with a sinister look on his face.

"On weekdays, you teach us to be loyal to the emperor and serve our orders. Today, His Majesty has a traitor around him. How can we allow him to act recklessly and harm the country?"

After listening to his instigation, the supervisor next to him also said.

"Professor Wang, please join us in knocking on the door and making decisions for the people!"

"Yes! Kill the traitor!"

Professor Wang's face turned red. He wanted to explain and dissuade everyone, but he found that his lips were trembling and he was completely speechless.

Seeing the students in the Imperial College pushing each other, he suddenly felt a sense of infinite sadness in his heart.

During the reign of Emperor Taizu Gao, the laws of the Imperial College were strict, and the atmosphere became more and more corrupt during the founding period. Nowadays, these prison guards do not know the importance, and they may repeat the story of Zhao Lin. The long pole with human heads hanging in front of the Imperial College has not been pulled out yet.

"Professor Wang." In the chaos, someone suddenly grabbed his hand. Professor Wang looked up and saw that it was his former student Guo Jing.

"Guo Jing? Aren't you on duty at Jinyiwei? Why are you here today?"

Ignoring the pleasantries, Guo Jing asked eagerly: "Professor Wang, do you know why there was a sudden chaos today?"

Seeing that the man was hesitant for a moment, Chai Che held down Professor Wang and tried his best to ask: "To be honest, we are serving in Jinyi Guards. Professor Wang will tell me. If there are any clues, today's disaster may be avoided!" "

Professor Wang paused and sighed: "A misunderstanding was instigated by someone with ulterior motives!"

His words were sloppy, but the two of them finally figured out what was going on.

Today, as usual, the cabinet sent the "Di Bao" to be distributed to various yamen of the imperial court to the printing house of the Imperial College for engraving. Naturally, in the most eye-catching place, the things the emperor told Xie Jin were written.

Xie Jin's original title is "Rain already has its natural principles, so where does it exist?" According to the saying of studying things to gain knowledge and seeking the natural principles, it means that rain already has its natural principles, but where does it exist? How to understand it?

But it is unclear whether the craftsman responsible for carving the seal or the supervisor did it intentionally or unintentionally. In short, in the end, "has" was changed to "qi".

A difference of one word can make a difference of a thousand miles.

If the matter leaks out, it will be like putting a scale on a dunghill - passing dung!

The supervisors who saw it were all angry, because the meaning of "How can there be any natural reason for rain?" changed to What is the natural reason for rain? where?

After a little contact, I can think of the tragic incident of Jingqing's blood oath. This is because the traitorous officials who have brought disaster to the country want to fundamentally deny that rain has no natural reason, and are excusing Wuyu in Jiangnan in advance because of the anger of God and the resentment of people!

As a result, things got worse and worse, until they got out of control. Although this was inseparable from Zhu Yuanzhang's harsh treatment of prison students during his period, including frequent exiles, fines and servitude, shackles for life, bowing his head in public, etc.

But now that things have come to this, it seems meaningless to talk about this anymore.

The palace is already in sight.

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"National Master, is this really possible?" Song Li, who had the courage to follow, couldn't help but asked doubtfully.

On the wide Taiping Street, the carts pulled by the palace were laid sideways to form a roadblock. The eunuchs holding brooms looked at the dark crowd coming in the distance. Most of them had participated in the Jingnan War, but at this time the enemy We are outnumbered and cannot use weapons, which is really frightening.

"It works!"

The calm-eyed Jiang Xinghuo spoke decisively, and there seemed to be a calming magic about him, which instantly put the eunuchs around him at ease.

Song Li stopped talking, his heartbeat was like beating a drum, his mouth was dry, and he tried his best to watch Jiang Xinghuo deal with it.

The sound in front of Taiping Street was like an angry wave, one after another, getting louder and louder, as if just the scholar's angry rants could drown out the blocking team composed of more than a hundred eunuchs.

"Where is the traitor Jiang Xinghuo?"

"Don't stop us! We are here for the survival of the country!"

"We want to see His Majesty!"

Looking at the vivid but distorted faces in front of him, Jiang Xinghuo slowly clenched his fists.

"put."

With an order, the fireworks brought out from the palace behind him were lit and instantly took off.

The deafening crackle of fireworks sounded.

Huge fireworks of various colors bloomed in the sky and scattered in the night, extremely gorgeous.

Fireworks lit up the sky above.

The originally noisy streets on the ground suddenly became quiet, and everyone looked up.

"What it is?"

"It seems like... royal fireworks?"

For a moment, the noise and clamor disappeared.

Only a clear and quiet voice flowed slowly on Taiping Street like a calming stream: "Dear supervisors, please listen to what I have to say."

As the sound spread, the crowded Taiping Street became eerily quiet.

Everyone is looking this way.

They want to know what happened.

I saw a young man standing on a cart at the intersection, looking around the crowd, his voice loud and convincing.

"In front of us is the imperial palace. The Loyalty Guards have been deployed behind Taiping Street. If the Lei Chi crosses the boundary, one step will be wrong and every step will be wrong!"

"For today's matter, if you have any demands, you might as well recommend a few that are reliable and popular, and let me know."

At this time, the crowd of supervisors started shouting.

"We want to see His Majesty, so who do you think you are?"

"Get away quickly, don't kill yourself!"

People were clamoring, but the young man standing on the cart in the middle of the road looked calm and calm, and was not affected at all.

".I am the 'treacherous minister' Jiang Xinghuo you are looking for."

As soon as these words came out, the crowd fell silent for a moment.

Everyone's expressions were frozen, with a look of disbelief.

This national master seemed to be much younger than they thought.

Many people thought that he was a demon-like figure who clung to the emperor, but they never imagined that he was actually a scholar of about the same age as them. He looked very elegant and had no airs.

But the next moment, the crowd exploded.

I don't know who was hiding in the crowd and yelled.

"Everyone, the traitor is right in front of you, and we will eradicate the traitor for the country, today!"

Seeing that the crowd was starting to surge, I knew that once this was started, everyone would be crushed into powder in front of them.

Song Li felt sad in his heart: "It's over!"

When things failed here, Long Yan was so furious that he thought about the abyss that he least wanted to see. Countless good people's heads rolled down in the blood and rain of swords and swords.

The result is of course imaginable, with the whole world in an uproar and the reform coming to an end.

I'm afraid this reform sect will be uprooted from the roots before it even takes shape.

Song Li could only be thankful that he hadn't fallen too deep yet. As for whether the young Imperial Master could control the surging crowd, Song Li had no expectations at all.

However, before the crowd could rush forward, Jiang Xinghuo waved his hand and the plan was activated.

After all, Jiang Xinghuo also knew that if the people behind pushed the people in front to form a crowd, not to mention this move, even if there were really fully armed soldiers forming a wall with oars and shields, and a forest of spears and spears, they might not be able to stop it.

The eunuchs holding big brooms and mops directly opened the covers of several carts lying across the middle of the road.

A stench came to their faces. The eunuchs put the things they had on hand in and stirred them for a few times. Then they carried big brooms and mops soaked with steaming "gold juice" and lined up in a loose formation. They all stood in a row and moved forward.

This means that Zhu Yuanzhang was far-sighted and thought that if the "Hou Jing Rebellion" happened in the Ming Dynasty one day, the children and grandchildren who defended the city should always have the necessary tools to defend the city. Just in case, all the excrement and water in the palace were collected uniformly. , once the palace city is besieged, boil it directly and it can be used as the "golden juice" necessary for defending the city in ancient times.

Scholars are accustomed to being polite and respectable. They may not even have done cooking or raising chickens, let alone such a polite and dishonorable scene in front of them?

The crowd was continually smoked and forced back.

The big broom and big mop wrapped in pickled meat were much more terrifying to them than a real forest of spears!

This was really effective. After all, the crowd in front of us had not started pushing from behind to front. As soon as the people in front retreated, the people behind naturally stopped.

Seeing that the Imperial College students were turning green with disgust, Jiang Xinghuo sighed helplessly and stuffed the two wads of cotton in his nostrils a little tighter.

It didn't smell good, of course he knew it.

However, according to Jiang Xinghuo's understanding of this kind of action, all textbook-level countermeasures in his previous life were to adopt this "shock-blocking" method to avoid further escalation of the situation.

Now there is no gas or other equipment, so we can only use the original version of dung juice.

Seeing that the crowd's boiling emotions were gradually cooling down, Jiang Xinghuo shouted loudly.

"Isn't the country disrespectful?"

"Isn't there any rules in Imperial College?"

"Do you have to do this to speak?"

"Since we don't send anyone here, you just stand here. Jiang will go and get you!"

After saying that, Jiang Xinghuo jumped off the cart, shook off Song Li who was blocking him, passed the eunuchs, and came to the front of the crowd.

The moonlight pierced through the lead clouds and reflected on his body.

Jiang Xinghuo said calmly with his body clasped behind his hands.

"One person, Jiang, will be responsible for the reform. If you have any doubts or anger, you can ask questions one by one."

"Jiang does things openly and aboveboard, and he does everything he says to others."

"Let's make it clear tonight in person, and let the past pass."