Chang'an Shenjing is divided into two cities, east and west, with Suzaku Street.
The east returns to 10,000 years, and the west returns to Chang'an.
With this as the boundary, it extends from the Mingde Gate in the south of the city, and can go directly to the Qinling Mountains in the south of the mountain.
The old Shenjing people also called Suzaku Street Heavenly Street.
Therefore, the land of prosperity and prosperity can only be found in heaven.
On the streets of Suzaku, the car hub hits, the shoulders are rubbed, the curtains are formed, the robes are curtained, and the sweat becomes rain.
If Chang'an Shenjing is the first city in the world, then Suzaku Street is the first street in the world.
However, on this street with countless pedestrians, there is a team of hundreds of people, which attracts countless eyes to stop.
There are even more scholars who don't know how many people wear Confucian shirts, and after consciously tidying up their clothes, they join the end of the team, making this solemn team more and more overwhelming.
Because at the beginning of the procession, there were six white-haired old Confucian students, carrying the icon of Master Confucius, walking forward step by step.
In this era when the world's poor families believe that "everything is inferior, only reading is high", the status of scholars is naturally noble.
The lively and noisy Suzaku Street has become a little quieter because of this.
At the front of the team, no one dared to stop him.
It does not matter whether it is a relative of the emperor or a prince or a minister.
Whether it is a high-ranking official or a gentleman.
At this moment, anyone who is a little sensitive knows that this road is not easy to fight.
Even if it is a gentleman, there are always some brains that know what has happened these days, and they will only stay away from such movements.
However, on this "road to heaven", there are still "roadblocks" after all "Dada" "Dada" "Dada" A group of light horsemen entered Suzaku Street diagonally from the corner of North Guangji Street and stopped in front of this knocking procession of hundreds of famous scholars.
When the people on both sides of the street and the people in the team learned the identity of the person who intercepted them, there was an uproar, and the crowd was suddenly surging "Kill Jia Rebellion" "Punish the country's thief" "Blocking the way of speech" "Thief of the Troubled Country" Originally, it was just a flurry of scolding in the procession, but the Chinese people were so lively that most of them didn't even know what was going on, and they began to shout for the national thieves In this way, it has gradually become a skyrocketing trend Kill Jia Rebellion and punish the thief With such a formation, even the people around Jia Cong couldn't help but swallow their saliva, and their faces turned pale.
What is called what Qianfu refers to, and what is called the stench that has been left for thousands of years, they seem to have felt it.
This fire of the prairie fire, no matter how high their martial arts are, if they really want to explode, they can't stop it.
However, they found that Jia Cong's complexion had not changed even a bit.
A pair of black and white clear eyes, from east to west, swept through the crowd one by one At this time, the people on both sides of the street saw clearly what Jia Cong looked like from the front.
However, this look made most people gradually lower their voices and then shut their mouths.
It's very simple, just like though most people in this world like beautiful women.
But in fact, if an extremely beautiful beauty looks at an ordinary person with cold eyes, then this ordinary person will most likely be the first to timidly look away This is called self-shame.
Although Jia Cong is not a beauty, his appearance and the nobility on his body make everyone who looks at Jia Cong begin to be ashamed of themselves.
Even if there were people who were jealous, they could see that the dozen or so soldiers behind Jia Cong who looked like Rakshasa demons also closed their mouths in amusement.
No one wants to get into trouble for nothing.
In this way, after a cup of tea, the agitators are left with only the procession.
Jia Cong did not look at them again, he first turned over and dismounted, walked to the statue of Confucius, and bowed three times.
Before the first six old men scolded him, he got up.
Then he looked at the group of Confucian scholars on the opposite side, and said lightly: "Today, Jia Congfei came as the champion Hou and the commander of Jinyiwei, but as a disciple of Song Changong and Mr.
Mu Min, and the only son of Chongkang in the twelfth year of Zhili Qiuqiu, I will argue with you, how did I, Jia Cong, block the way of speech, and how did I become a national thief."
As soon as the words landed, a group of scholars on the opposite side exploded, and their mouths were in a mess, and all kinds of hats were buttoned up again, and spit flew all over the sky.
"National thief" "Jia Yi" "Blocking the way of speech" "Capture Ziliang and Ziyan, now I don't know if I live or die, and you executioner won't let go" "Release people" In the midst of this excitement, it is difficult to discern what is being said.
At this moment, a small green sedan chair on the side of the road suddenly settled, and an old man with white hair walked out, with a solemn bearing.
When this person appeared, Jia Cong was surprised, and hurriedly stepped forward to ask, "Why is Yang Zhenggong here?"
The person who came was Yang Yangzheng, the doctor of the Imperial Historical Observatory, who had a strong and upright personality, was in charge of the Lantai Temple, and was admired by the government and the opposition.
Song Yan and Song Yan are old friends and gentlemen of more than one Jiazi.
In the procession, there are quite a few young imperial historians of the Imperial Historical Observatory.
Seeing Yang Yangzheng appear, their faces became unnatural.
Yang Yangzheng is also an old man over seventy years old, his majestic face is covered with age spots, and after seeing Jia Cong's salute, he only bowed slightly, slowly stepped forward a few steps, and said slowly to the silent procession: "Since Jia Qingchen came forward today as a disciple of my name, I want to wait with you, distinguish between right and wrong, and dare to answer or not."
The first old Confucian is so old, his temperament is not small, and he said loudly: "Yang Zhenggong, if it is not for us to be noisy, I dare not argue, but Zhao Yuan, Ma Cong, and more than a dozen sergeants of the capital are all arrested and imprisoned by Jinyiwei, and their lives and deaths are still unknown.
Yang Yangzheng turned his head slowly, and his old eyes looked at Jia Cong indifferently.
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Jia Cong bowed slightly and said: "Jinyiwei didn't arrest people and go to prison indiscriminately, in the past few days, there have been many scholars talking nonsense, but Jinyiwei has only arrested thirteen people.
There are two reasons, one is that the Son of Heaven is lenient and warns Jinyiwei that the speaker is not guilty, and the unknown people who do not deliberately spread rumors and gossip to confuse the public should not be punished lightly.
Therefore, although there were thousands of rumors, only thirteen were imprisoned.
Second, the reason why these thirteen people were arrested was because other rumors could tell where they came from and who knew about the rumors.
Only these thirteen people can't say where the rumors came from, so they are still being interrogated.
To achieve this step, Jia Cong thinks that he has done his best to be benevolent, and he is worthy of the king's benevolence, and he is worthy of Cong's conscience. ” "It's that you are blocking the road, and people are afraid of you, I, Jiangbei Du Zimo, are not afraid of Jia Qingchen, even the Son of Heaven is not guilty, what is a traitor, he actually ordered Tiqi to arrest the scholar, he was mad, and he didn't let people go" A young man dressed in a washed white Confucian shirt took a step from the team, full of strong energy, and looked at Jia Cong and shouted.
For this kind of scholar who is in the middle of a passionate and angry youth, even Zai Fu is afraid that he will have a headache.
Jia Cong can only seek truth from facts: "Evil words to confuse the public and slander Shenggong are great crimes, how can those who speak lightly are not guilty, this is a warning, not a fallacy" "I think you are the gossip to confuse the public Jia Qingchen, others don't know your style, I Jiangbei Du Zimo didn't know that you were in the south of the Yangtze River, so he often went down to destroy the door, the people in Jinling, Yangzhou and other places, dare not speak out, but behind the scenes, they regard you as a vicious tiger and poisonous dog, but I didn't expect that now at the feet of the Son of Heaven, you dare to act so recklessly.
Gentlemen, in the same year, the court raised a hundred years of soldiers, and the righteous death festival is in the present dynasty, with my Jiangbei Du Zimo to serve the holy icon, towards the sky, please punish the national thief" As soon as these remarks came out, Jia Cong's indifferent face showed a touch of sarcasm, and after glancing at Yang Yangzheng, he shook his head slightly.
Yang Yang's face was not good-looking, he was virtuous, and with a wave of his hand, he stopped the noise that was being clamoured again, and turned around and asked Jia Cong: "What do you say?"
Jia Cong looked at Du Zimo with an indifferent face, and said: "If you are not one of the driving forces behind the scenes, you are trying to make a name for yourself through this case, and you want to borrow my Jia Qingchen's head to use it, hehe, looking at your dress, I think you are from a poor family."
"What about being from a poor family, you poured sewage on me, because you want to even catch me in the same year, you can see it clearly, after today, I will be poisoned by this thief" After a flash of fear flashed in Du Zimo's eyes, he shouted more and more frantically.
It was only because Yang Yangzheng was that the young imperial historians of Lantai Temple, who were the backbone of the parade, did not follow the noise this time.
Jia Cong shook his head and said in a deep voice: "Du Zimo, the way you climb up by any means is really disgusting.
It's nothing from a poor background, and when I was studying, I was afraid that the situation was not as good as you."
"Fart nonsense" Du Zimo's face was dark, there were some sores on his face, he looked quite ugly, his shabby dress was nothing, the key was that his distorted face was really disgusting, his official words with a Jiangzuo accent were not good, a pair of yellowed triangular eyes looked at Jia Cong with viciousness, and screamed: "Jia Qingchen, you are too despicable and shameless, who doesn't know that you are from the Guogong Mansion, and you actually said such things" Jia Cong looked at Yang Yangzheng and said, "Yang Zhenggong can testify for me, if you don't even believe Yang Zhenggong, most of the people in the team behind you are all middle-born scholars, and they have all heard of it." ” Du Zimo first glanced at Yang Yangzheng, who nodded indifferently, and then suddenly looked back at some of the scholars who nodded secretly, and his face became more and more difficult to look at.
Jia Cong didn't pay attention to him anymore, but repeated what he said before: "It's nothing to be born in a poor family, the land is cold and the pines and cypresses are planted, and the poor children are studying."
The boy wants to fulfill his life's aspirations, and reads the Pentateuch to the window.
Of course, I understand the anger of this lifter, because I know that reading books actually costs money.
The constraints of going to school, the cost of buying books, pen and ink, and daily chewing are not a small amount of money for wealthy families, let alone ordinary people.
When this lifter begins to study and become famous, the cost is even more than the poor family can afford.
So, for the sake of silver, in order to be able to fight for a place to get ahead, you want to step on me on the top, I can understand, although I will not forgive you. ” After that, Jia Cong waved the sleeves of his gorgeous and wide robe, blocking the opportunity for Du Zimo to open his mouth, he looked at the six white-haired old Confucians who were carrying the statue of Confucius and the many scholars and Confucian students who surrounded him, and said loudly: "You say, I, Jia Cong, block the way of speech, then I ask you, these days, you have unscrupulously scolded me for being a thief who misled the country, scolded the first Fu Ning Zechen for being a mediocre appearance, scolded the second assistant Lin Qinghe for only knowing A Fu Ning Zechen's lackey, scolded all over the cabinet bachelors, and scolded all over the military aircraft department, oh yes, and even Yang Zhenggong was implicated and suffered, I was scolded by you as a shrunken old turtle with a corpse vegetarian meal You have been scolding so much, but have one of you ever stopped you and shut your mouth, do you think we can't hear you?
You are scolding so much, why has it become a blockage of words, whether you can't present your opinions in the Guozijian, or can't you present your opinions in the Lantai Temple?"
Seeing that everyone was silent, Du Zimo came back to his senses this time, and preemptively screamed: "Say a thousand things and ten thousand, you still can't say anything about the concubine Jia Qingchen, you are a fortunate minister, and in order to cover up this matter, you don't hesitate to bear the infamy yourself in order to invite the holy family."
For a noble like you, as long as there are holy dependents, it is the wealth of the generations.
Do you think that others can't understand it, but you are the only smart person, you are ill-intentioned, despicable and shameless.
Do you think that you can cover the sky with one hand and deceive the people of the world, you must know that the mouth of the people is more important than the defense of Sichuan, and the will of the people is the will of heaven.
The history is clear, and you traitorous villain can't be distorted."
"Shut up" Jia Cong snorted, met the scrutinizing eyes of many people, including Yang Yangzheng, and said loudly: "There are many people in the world who are qualified to talk about the monarch's father, but it does not include a poor disciple like you."
This made many people frown.
But listening to Jia Cong's refutation, he didn't give Du Zimo a chance to refute, and his speech accelerated and became louder and louder: "Your Majesty could have been a peaceful son of heaven, ruling by doing nothing, but you could recruit beautiful women, you could build a lot of buildings, and you could enjoy the glory and wealth of the world, but Your Majesty has never been like this."
His Majesty has been on the throne for 14 years, and he has been diligent every day, not close to women, and even the minimum concubines in the palace are not in order.
In the past 14 years, in addition to building Chonghua Palace with the Emperor Taishang, the Empress Dowager has repaired the Cining Palace and has not moved a single piece of construction.
But all his energy is devoted to the implementation of the new law, who is it?"
"It is for people like your Du Zimo's parents to pay less taxes and serve less forced labor, and turn the Dingkou tax and forced labor into the acres of land, so that those with wide fields can pay more silver, and the poor people will pay less taxes and alleviate the suffering of the people."
"It's just for the sake of making thousands of people in the world like your Du Zimo's father and mother be able to provide for the children from poor families to study in the future, without their children and grandchildren, and then like you Du Zimo, for the sake of silver, for the sake of the birthplace, and forget the basic conscience and become wolf-hearted, vain for the sons of their children, they can be upright and upright, and fight for a bright and upright background."
"It is for the sake of allowing the people to store some surplus grain in their homes, so that if there is a natural disaster in the future, they will not be annexed by the rich families, sold into slavery and slaves, or even become homeless people, begging and living."
"Your Majesty has worked tirelessly for this, and for fourteen years, there has hardly been a day of leisure."
"For these reasons, Your Majesty has borne the endless curses and struggles of the gentry and officials who occupy the fertile land in the whole world, but he has never compromised half a step."
"For these reasons, Your Majesty lost three beloved sons and three princes, and died violently in front of the eyes of the Son of Heaven."
"For these reasons, those who were mad killed the three concubines, and poured the dirtiest and vicious sewage on His Majesty's head" "Your Majesty is the Son of Heaven, but he is also a human being, he is an old man, for you, he has gone through all these tribulations, although he has gray hair overnight, he still does not bow his head" "Your heart is like a stone, and it should be warmed."
"The faint king, the tyrant, the king of the scum, such vicious words, how do you scold?"
"Yes, I, Jia Cong, am willing to bear the infamy for Your Majesty" "Bearing the infamy for such a monarch, I Jia Cong is willing to be like a glutton" "I, Jia Cong, studied under Song Chan Gong, and learned the teachings of the sage, the loyalty, filial piety, and righteousness of the Ming" "Even if it is stinking for 10,000 years, even if it is scolded by thousands of people, as long as it can help the monarch to open up this unprecedented cause of change, even if it is broken bones, even if it leaves a reputation in history, why should I Jia Cong be afraid?"
"Where is the Brocade Cloth?"
"In" A majestic sound rang out from both sides of the street.
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Two columns of more than 100 people appeared on Suzaku Street.
The pedestrians and procession, who had already been moved, all changed color when they saw these tiger and wolf divisions.
I heard Jia Cong say sharply: "Take down Du Zimo, the rebellious minister and thief who slandered Shenggong, and execute 3,600 knives Ling Chi, and torture him to find out who gave him the courage to make him so mad and forget his ancestors."
Seeing the sudden uproar of pedestrians, Jia Cong said again: "If there is anyone who is not convinced, even if you stand up again and dare to slander my Great Dry Holy Monarch, no matter who it is, stand up, I, Jia Cong, am willing to die with you."
Today, I recommend Xuanyuan with my blood."
Jia Cong single-handedly blocked hundreds of soldiers, with a resolute and fierce appearance, and suppressed everyone.
Today, if he really killed a man alive in public with the extremely cruel torture of Ling Chi, and killed some more scholars, then no one would be able to protect him.
All the people in the world will criticize him Just as more than a dozen tiger and wolf divisions rushed towards Du Zimo, who was scattered, suddenly, an inconspicuous inner prison squeezed in from behind everyone in the east, stepped forward under the leadership of a personal soldier, bowed down and said: "Champion Hou, Your Majesty has a will, and let them go."
Your Majesty asked the champion to speak. ” “” After Jia Cong was stunned, he hurriedly turned around and looked back.
I saw the east of Suzaku Street, which was only a dozen steps away from here, where a tall car was parked, and dozens of tall guards wore regular clothes to guard the side.
The curtain of the car was rolled up, and the old man with frosty white hair sat there without anger, looking at him from afar.
Jia Cong hurriedly bowed: "Long live my emperor, long live long live the emperor, make the monarch's father humiliated, and the minister is guilty of death."
The officials and the people and the team were stunned when they saw this movement.
Not to mention them, they are the fifth-rank officials of the DPRK and the Central People's Republic of China, and they have never had the opportunity to observe the holy face up close twice in their lives.
Who knows who the Son of Heaven is?
But Yang Yangzheng also recognized it, and after he was shocked, he hurriedly bowed and paid respects: "Long live my emperor" Since then, the young imperial historians of Lantai Temple have also followed and bowed.
Then, finally, the mass effect was triggered "Long live my emperor, long live, long live" Or because of what Jia Cong said before, it is too amazing and too moving.
For the people, the horrific and dirty rumors were far less enjoyable and touching than the previous speeches.
Therefore, the more sincere and respectful they are, the louder their voices will be.
Plus the temperament of joining in the fun When tens of thousands of people on the entire Vermilion Bird Street bowed down together, and the mountain shouted long live, the entire Shenjing City seemed to be shaken.
All this, in the eyes of Emperor Chongkang, was the most exciting scene for him since he ascended the throne.
He slowly stood up from the car, looked at the subjects in front of him with no end in sight, and said in a deep voice: "Flat" and glanced to the side.
Then, Dai Quan, the eunuch in charge of Daming Palace, used the power of shouting to break the dog's brain, used all his strength, and hissed angrily: "Your Majesty has a will, calm down" "Long live Tse" In the midst of the cacophony, another sharp voice came: "Your Majesty has a will, pass on the champion Hou Shang to speak."
"Obey."
S: Reading my book, how can you still say that Jia Cong played a bad card and what step he took, not to maximize profits, he couldn't hand over his life and fate to others, so he had to stand firm first.
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