Lin Qun'an walked over slowly, and the first hundred household officials took out a wooden box, and the two cooperated to put the bloody clothes inside.
The hundred household officials wrapped the wooden box with cloth and tied it to their chests, and then arched their hands at Fang Xing, who came over: "Uncle, the little one will go here." ” Fang Xing arched his hand and said: "This way, you have to protect Lord Huo's clothes, even if you lose your life, you can't damage it."
When I arrived in the capital, I presented it directly to His Majesty. ” The hundred-household official straightened up and said loudly: "People are in clothes!"
” "Good!
Let's go!
” Fang Xing's long piece had already been given to them, so under the watchful eyes of everyone, this group of cavalry rode away.
"Why don't you send Guo Hou to the capital?"
The crowd whispered, but Guo Hou's face was like a blank sheet of paper.
He was looking at Fang Xing, looking at this rumored cruel minister.
Fang Xing walked over slowly, and Guo Hou couldn't help but retreat until he was stopped by two sergeants.
"You......
What do you want?
” Guo Hou was impassioned before, but he was afraid of Fang Xing's cold eyes at this moment.
Fang Xing approached, frowned, and said, "Why do you want to drive wild dogs to gnaw at Lord Huo?"
” Guo Hou blinked, and fear gradually grew.
He kept a straight face, trying to add some momentum to himself, and said: "That dog official has offended the old man a lot in the past, the old man rebelled, at least half of it was for him, the official forced the people to rebel, and he had to rebel!"
” "Half of it is Lord Huo, half of it is Benbo, no, it's Your Majesty, the faint monarch in your eyes, right?"
How could Fang Xing do useless work, since Huo Yan's clothes went to Beiping, he was asking questions against the sun at the moment, just to completely defeat the arrogance of those people.
Guo Hou nodded without hesitation, he felt that he was very courageous, and he would definitely leave his name in the history books in the future.
"The old man will leave a name in history, and you will be ruined and stinking for 10,000 years!"
At this time, Li Xiu came, and he dismounted with a sweat on his head and said, "Xinghebo, it's ready." ” Fang Xing nodded, "Then let's be here, set it up immediately!"
” Li Xiu responded and turned around to call someone.
Guo Hou stopped and said: "Come on, come if you have any means, if the old man blinks an eye, he will ......"
"Just what?"
Fang Xing asked coldly, then looked around, and finally pointed to an old man with a child and said, "Please come to that old man's house." ” Someone went over and whispered, the old man was a little flustered, and then Wang He went over and said; "Come on, just tell the truth, and we'll ...... later.
This is your grandson, look at the aura enough!
” Wang He followed Fang Xing and learned some tricks, and successfully resolved his worries and nervousness by praising the old man's grandson.
"I've seen Uncle."
Recently, the old man wanted to kneel, but Fang Xing helped him and said: "Emperor Wen and His Majesty today didn't let people kneel when they went to the people, what is Fang?"
How can you have such qualifications, you are about to stand up straight. ” The people on the side felt comfortable when they heard it, but the old man said with some trepidation: "You are an uncle, the little ones will kowtow when they see those big masters, otherwise they will ......"
Fang Xing helped him, smiled at the somewhat frightened child, glanced at the officials on the side, and said, "You still kowtow to them at such an age, do they have that fate?"
Are you not afraid of being hit by five thunderbolts from the sky?
” The old man didn't dare to say, Fang Xing looked at those officials and said: "If you want others to kneel, then go home and let your wife and children kneel to you, to satisfy your filthy thoughts of wanting to be a master!"
” Those officials were a little embarrassed, thinking that Fang Xing was really a stunned young man, and they all had unspoken rules and wanted to bump into him, no wonder the officials all over the world hated him.
Fang Xing held the old man with one hand, looked at everyone and said: "Don't say that Fang Mou is pretending to be a gesture, there is also a saying about kneeling, the prince of heaven and earth, but now a small official can humiliate the people, and he can be a prestige, such a Ming Dynasty, what will its people be like?"
” The old man was supported by Fang Xing and didn't dare to struggle, but he was terrified in his heart, and his whole body trembled.
"It's okay now, when you see the official, you will kneel, those people have become a submissive character, the door is not out, the second door is not stepped, as long as there is food to eat, they can't hate to shrink at home, what is that?
Pig!
” No one dared to refute it, but many looked at it with dissatisfaction.
Being an official and being a master, this is the dream of those scholars, and some of them still want to be loyal to the monarch and serve the country, but when they see the people kneeling in front of them, what do they think in their hearts?
Shepherd!
Let's herd the pigs!
Fang Xing asked the child, "Can you go to social school?"
” The child lowered his head and didn't dare to speak, and the old man wondered: "Uncle, social studies......
The gentleman of sociology is sick and there is no one. ” Fang Xing said helplessly: "Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, every generation of emperors has been studying and learning, and now His Majesty has also allocated money and food to various places many times after ascending the throne, just hoping that social studies can flourish again."
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But is social science thriving?
” Boom fart!
Most of the money and food for social studies were embezzled by their hands, and later they were killed a lot, and those officials did not dare to be greedy openly, but it was inevitable to scrape oil secretly.
As for social studies, it is also a signboard, spend some money to hire a gentleman, and then recruit some boys, and every day is also a political achievement.
And universal education is the current national policy, at least Zhu Zhanji and Fang Xing both believe that this is a national policy.
But at present, it seems that it is not optimistic, on the contrary, science has a good momentum among the people, and it is almost spontaneously growing in the barbar.
Li Xiu said with some embarrassment: "Xinghebo, the remuneration of social studies is low, it is not easy to find a gentleman!"
” Fang woke up, looked at those people who were reading, and said, "Why is it hard to find?"
Seventy or eighty percent of the world's scholars sit at home and wait for death, why is it difficult to find a husband?
” These words were mean and vicious, and some people couldn't help but say: "Xinghebo, I'm waiting to study at home!"
” "What do you understand?
There is a golden house in the book, and there is Yan Ruyu in the book?
And then I had no power to tie the chicken, and I didn't understand the people's livelihood at all, what did I read?
Shit!
” Fang Xing was furious: "After clearing the fields, you say that there is no way to live, but is teaching and educating people considered a way to live?"
Why not?
Who's going to tell Benber why he doesn't want to do it!?
” The crowd is silent, this is the crushing of the strong, from the crushing of status and fame.
Naturally, the people pondered the details, and of course they were more willing to believe that the potato and the science had been brought up than the readers.
So are these readers really eating and waiting for death?
But they are Wenqu stars!
And then science came to the fore.
However, the scholars could not bear such accusations, and some people had the courage to shout: "My generation serves the king, and I can worry about the king after only waiting for the second test......
Fang Xing pointed at Guo Hou and asked, "Is he worried about the monarch like him?"
It's still a daily fly camp dog, just thinking about collecting donations. ” "But we are the foundation of the Ming Dynasty!"
Someone muttered, but he lacked confidence.
There are also people on the other side of the people who shout: "Science can teach children too!"
Still smart, not stupid!
” "That's right!
My eldest son has studied science and understands a lot of things, and the last time an old man came to the village to dig a ditch, my son looked at the drawings, and then wrote and painted, and said to dig more.
The old man still didn't believe it, so he scolded him, and when the ditch was repaired, he really dug a little more than my son said......"
A middle-aged man happily talked about his son's proud past, and many people around him were envious, and some people gradually began to talk about the benefits of science.
For a while, Guo Hou had been forgotten aside, and everyone said it unwillingly.
"That's his ultimate goal!"
Wang Yuan stood with a few old Confucians and sighed in a low voice.
"That man was far-sighted, and Huo Yan's death became a scientific benefit, and no one could use the wind to make the rudder!"
"Can't fight him!"
An old man shook his head and said: "He has force, and the old man of science has also seen it, although it is miscellaneous, but there is some merit." ” "He's only in his thirties to get to where he is now, what about ten years from now?
Who can be in my generation?
” Wang Yuan's eyes were full of chagrin, and he hated himself for making the wrong bet back then.
The Wen side was too wanton, and finally pulled Zhang Mao down the abyss together.
How good it would be if you only bet on Zhang Mao!
He looked at Fang Xing, who raised his hand to make everyone quiet, and said: "This person is both civil and military, and has great military achievements, if he suppresses the resistance of the gentry this time, I am afraid that no one will be able to control him anymore." ” Frustration enveloped them, and an old man sighed: "If I had known that he was such a person, I should have mobilized the gentry and officials in the south to work together, so as to drive him down, or at least make Your Majesty disgusted with him." ” Fang Xing over there was talking, and he said loudly: "The land tax is the Ming Dynasty, when did it become the gentry?"
” Wang Yuan felt rude when he heard this, but he could only smile bitterly: "These words are rough, but they go straight to the point, those taxes are indeed the ...... of the court."
The atmosphere gradually picked up, and with the arrival of a group of craftsmen, the place immediately became lively.
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The craftsmen brought a lot of materials and soon set up a temporary platform.
This is the place of execution!