In Chengguang Hall, there are two cups of steaming tea on the tea table.
There was only one person drinking tea as host and guest.
The emperor looked at the place where He Xinyin had been sitting in trance, not knowing what he was thinking about.
Zhang Hong, who was standing far away, was about to step forward when he saw someone from Zhongshushe approaching the emperor and stood still silently.
Wang Yingxuan closed the white living table and moved quickly behind the emperor: "Your Majesty, just when I was playing the correct speech, the ministers were chattering and panicking, and they couldn't hear clearly..."
Only then did Zhu Yijun come back to his senses.
He turned around and saw Wang Yingxuan's sullen expression. He obviously didn't know how to write down the daily notes.
Zhu Yijun couldn't help laughing: "You can hear me clearly."
Even if the original words were written down, it wouldn't matter. At most, it would be that He Xinyin had long been disobedient and was ridiculed by the emperor. Of course, his words were sarcastic irony, otherwise? Could the courtiers dare to interpret it as the emperor teaching people to rebel?
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But Wang Yingxuan did not retreat immediately.
He hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help but said: "I don't understand why your Majesty said those words to Liang Ruyuan."
After a lot of reading, there were too many things that Wang Yingxuan didn't understand.
As a member of Zhongshushe, the emperor's confidant who records daily life notes, it is natural that the imperial authority allows him to ask questions when he is confused.
Zhu Yijun stood up slowly, with an unpredictable expression: "I'll just say what I want to say."
Of course he knew what Wang Yingxuan meant.
It's nothing more than using He Xinyin to make some scenes, and the old routine of carrot and stick can still be used at will.
There was absolutely no need to say those words - so much so that even this Zhongshu Sheren couldn't tell the truth from the lie.
But, just like Zhu Yijun's answer, he just said what he wanted to say.
Wang Yingxuan asked again: "Your Majesty's temple is considered to be of great excellence, but I still don't understand that Liang Ruyuan has already become obedient..."
Of course, He Xinyin was about to die. He could not pack up his things and rebel after being released from prison, nor could he repent and swear to die because of the emperor's words.
A bunch of useless work, is it just to satisfy the addiction of ridiculing He Xinyin?
When Zhu Yijun heard this, he suddenly sighed and said in a somewhat lonely tone: "Of course you don't understand. You can neither understand He Xinyin nor me."
"How could these words be just for He Xinyin? His professor's disciples, his friends' clubs..."
Zhu Yijun paused and looked at Wang Yingxuan: "Of course, everyone including you, Wang Qing."
Wang Yingxuan was shocked.
Thinking that the emperor was beating him up, he immediately wanted to apologize.
Zhu Yijun waved his hand and interrupted him: "I won't be able to explain it to you for a while, but today I will tell you that I need to have the power to innovate; to govern, I need to accept opinions; to be at the helm... I will move forward.
Watch more."
When Wang Yingxuan realized something, he frowned and was speechless for a moment.
Zhu Yijun looked at Wang Yingxuan, who was deep in thought, and said, "Deng Yizan came here like this when he was in Wanshou Palace. The more you listen and the more you watch, the more I will be optimistic about you."
After all, Xiao Wang was a Jinshi in the second year of Wanli. Compared with Deng Yizan, he was less experienced, but better in keeping up with his thoughts.
After Zhu Yijun finished speaking, he patted Wang Yingxuan on the shoulder, turned around and walked back to the throne.
Seeing this, Zhang Hong hurriedly stepped forward and saluted: "I'll go and ask for Counselor Mei."
Seeing the emperor nodding, he slowly withdrew.
…
He Xinyin once again returned to the Shuntian Mansion Prison he was familiar with, and sat back in the corner on the ground with a bewildered expression.
After meeting the saint, most of his sins and punishments were eliminated.
This year's case of criticizing Chengyu and the case of threatening the chief assistant's autocratic government in February of the third year of Wanli were written off by the emperor himself, respectively, and on behalf of the chief assistant, which meant that the perpetrators and the parties involved reconciled privately.
In the case of desertion from the garrison, he was reassigned as a tax soldier under Shen Li's account - just like his teacher Yan Jun, he was sent to the Guizhou Conscript Army for only seven days before he was invited by Yu Dayou to serve as a military advisor in his account, which is reasonable and legal.
Only the case of playing with prophecies in the Jiajing 40th year, and the case of demon Jin Yunfeng instigating the chieftain to rebel, and innocent people were implicated, still need to wait for the trial to be concluded.
The latter itself is an unjust case that has nothing to do with He Xinyin. As for the former...he is Xu Jie's coercion and accomplice anyway. In addition, he is old and the country is graceful and old, so the punishment of depriving him of his fame is worth mentioning.
In this way, He Xinyin went to jail peacefully, and after Shen Li had rested until the new year, they went to Shandong together to visit Duke Yan.
This fulfilled He Xinyin's intention and gave him time to sort out what he had learned today.
At this time, the sound of conversation sounded outside the prison.
He Xinyin heard the sound and raised his head.
I saw the prison head nodding and bowing to lead the two people over. They were Wang Xiangjin, the prince of Fuyin, and Geng Dingxiang, the official of Zuoqiandu Censor and Associate Council.
"Please two elders please keep your story short, otherwise my father will definitely break my legs if he finds out."
Wang Xiangjin bowed his hands to He Xinyin in the prison and gave him a guilty reminder.
After saying that, he turned around and left, apparently to pester Wang Zhiyuan, the Fu Yin's father.
He Xinyin looked at Wang Xiangjin's back and curiously asked Geng Dingding: "Isn't the imperial court making things difficult for these scholars?"
Geng Dingdao waved and signaled the prison boss to open the prison door.
He held his nose and walked inside, explaining in a low voice: "It's generous to say it's generous, and it's embarrassing to say it's embarrassing."
"The emperor asked the scholars who had violated the remonstrance that day to work in the fields, collect manure and compost, and no longer pursued them."
"The Wang family's son was enjoying himself in the manure vat all day long. Not only was he gently let down by the emperor, but he was also given some good things as a token of his gratitude."
"The Zhao family thought that the emperor had humiliated him too much and refused to give in. He was dismissed from his position and was driven back to Nanjing."
With the emperor's request, the courtiers naturally had no room to intercede. As for the scholar Nong Sang, who wouldn't say a word of enlightenment?
Picking manure and composting is all serious work.
Why, the imperial concubine can do it, but you, the scholar, can't do it?
He Xinyin didn't feel surprised when he heard this. To say that it was correct to raise the banner, the emperor definitely deserved the title of Taishan Beidou.
Time is limited, so I cannot say more on this topic.
He Xinyin sat cross-legged on the ground and got straight to the point: "The Duke Yansheng's family has invaded and occupied acres of land, and the people are living in poverty. Your Majesty wants me to be the pioneer."
Geng Dingxiang took the futon handed over by the cell head and was about to sit down cross-legged on the bench when he heard the words and couldn't help but hesitate.
He looked at He Xinyin in surprise: "Fu Shan agreed!?"
He Xinyin nodded calmly: "I read the file, and it was dripping with blood. I couldn't help it."
Geng Dingxiang was heartbroken: "Confused!"
He stretched out a finger, pointed at He Xinyin back and forth, and said in a trembling voice: "It's not your turn to do this!"
"From Hai Rui to Chen Wude to Shen Li to Yu Youding, with so many important officials in the court, who can't run a noble family!?"
"It's just that the emperor couldn't bear to see them ruined! He just asked you to join in!"
He Xinyin was silent for a moment.
He naturally understands this.
In a family of saints, if you do it badly, you will deceive your master and destroy your ancestors, and your reputation will be ruined; if you deal with it badly, you will deceive the emperor and ignore your superiors, and you will be ashamed of the common people.
The emperor was about to let him, a common man, take the lead, so that the court could look like a helpless white lotus and preserve the posthumous names of people like Shen Li and Yu Youding.
But even though he knew it, he still took it without hesitation.
He Xinyin did not look at Geng Dingxiang, his eyes were blank, and he murmured: "There is naturally a steelyard between heaven and earth. No matter the emperor or the saint's family, they must weigh it."
Geng stood up and walked back and forth in the cramped prison.
"Can it be the same?"
Geng Dingxiang faced the wall, with a hint of anxiety in his tone: "The emperor is the emperor, and it is the duty of a scholar to rebuke someone who has committed a crime. No one can say anything wrong."
"What is the Kong family? It is the tomb of a saint! If you dare to lift the tomb of a saint, you will probably be notorious among the scholars!"
He Xinyin shook his head: "I open my eyes for the red people, justice will naturally lead to the hearts of the people."
Geng Dingxiang suddenly turned around and glared at He Xinyin: "Justice only lasts for a while!"
"Yes! With the emperor's backing and the Kong family's occupation of their fields, you will definitely be able to turn the Kong family into rats crossing the street during this trip. The crowd will be raging and you will be invincible."
"What happens after that?"
"Once the emperor dies, everyone in the world will rush to overturn the case of the Kong family!"
"When the emperor still has someone to speak for him, I'm afraid you will have a posthumous reputation as someone who flatters your superiors, deceives teachers and destroys ancestors, abolishes national quintessence, and kills gentlemen!"
Anyone who took action against the Kong family, no matter how happy everyone was at the time, would soon be counterattacking like a storm - no one even needed to take the lead. The rotten scholars choked up when they read the history of the Kong family being bullied. .
There are countless ways of destroying and discarding laws and regulations, destroying traditional teachings, destroying old systems, and purging old truths... I can't even count them.
If not, why didn't the emperor let Hai Rui go this time?
He Xinyin met Geng Dingming's gaze, thought for a moment, and then said by mistake: "I claim to be the red citizen of Yuanyuan in the world..."
"If I am ruined in my posthumous reputation for offending Confucianism, I can only blame me for being too weak and letting down the great hopes of the red people. They still cannot express their feelings and speak out, so that they cannot rectify my name."
"The more this happens, the more I should not look back."
Hearing this, Geng Dingxiang immediately froze with a look of hatred on his face.
He looked at He Xinyin in shock.
It's really not like He Xinyin could say these words. Could it be that the emperor made some conditions that were difficult to refuse?
Seeing that Geng Dingxiang was speechless, He Xinyin did not dwell on the matter and continued: "I am calling Zi Heng here for one more thing. I want to dissolve the Four Gates Association."
He Xinyin looked calm.
Geng Dingxiang was shocked again.
The cell was dry and bright, and it was one of the few "high-class cells" in Shuntian Mansion. The two of them stood and sat together, and their big eyes looked at each other for a while.
Geng Dingxiang was puzzled and frowned: "Why do you do this?"
He Xinyin shook his head: "The meeting is supposed to be a gathering of like-minded people, but now I suddenly woke up and realized that my path is not very clear."
"In that case, why bother gathering thousands of people to entertain myself with me?"
He paused and said sincerely: "I want to practice again and return to the countryside from among the scholars until I find a path that I can climb for my study of the classics."
The Four Gates Association recruits people from all over the world, at least a thousand people. Although it is far smaller than the scale of "tens of thousands of people who followed" in the restoration of society in history, it is still a large organization.
In just three or two sentences, He Xinyin actually gave up at the drop of a hat.
It made Geng Dingxiang feel strange.
He looked at He Xinyin steadily: "Has Fu Shan made up his mind?"
He Xinyin nodded: "When I understand the path, I will discuss it with Zi Heng."
Geng Dingxiang opened his mouth to speak, and then tried to persuade him if he had the heart to do so.
But then I thought about He Xinyin taking over the task of finding trouble with the Kong family. This reputation may be in jeopardy in the future...
Geng Dingxiang's face was uncertain. After a long while, he held back a sentence: "Since Hushan has made up his mind, I won't persuade him."
"I will write to Luo Rufang, Cheng Xuebo and others later to explain the matter."
Geng Dingxiang successively went through Xu Jie, Gao Gong, Zhang Juzheng, Shen Shixing and the Four Assistants, all of which were able to work without any discord, relying on eight words - broad friendships and impartiality.
Whenever you encounter strong winds and waves, you must watch the fire from the other side of the bank.
Having an idea at this time, Geng Dingxiang simply said goodbye to He Xinyin - just like the choice he made in history. At that time, He Xinyin was imprisoned. He was indifferent for fear of being implicated. He just sat and watched He Xinyin die, which made Li Zhi stand on the spot.
He fell out with Geng Xiangxiang and accused him of "false Taoism".
He Xinyin stood up and returned the gift, watching Geng Dingxiang silently.
He looked at this long-time friend, thinking about his attitude towards the Kong family's occupation of the land, and a sudden realization arose in his mind.
Friends may not necessarily be comrades.
In this case, what should be the criterion for gatherings?
He Xinyin pulled the futon again, retreated to the corner of the cell, and was lost in thought.
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In the seventh year of Wanli, it is the twelfth day of the twelfth lunar month.
The Chinese New Year is approaching in more than ten days, and wherever the Han people live, they are getting rid of the old and welcoming the new, and are full of New Year flavor. For example, Guihua City outside the Great Wall is decorated with lanterns and colorful lights everywhere, and is full of joy.
Guihua City is known by its name, and it was a name bestowed upon the barbarians outside the Great Wall by surrendering to the Celestial Empire.
This is also the case.
After Anda Khan surrendered in the fifth year of Longqing, he honestly became an obedient citizen of the Celestial Empire.
In the third year of Wanli, Anda Khan took the initiative to build the first city in Monan, Kukuhetun (Hohhot), in order to please the state. The imperial court named it Guihua City.
This city has become a symbol of eternal reconciliation between the two sides.
Of course, there are always bad times when things are good forever.
For example, today.
An edict from the Ming court made the atmosphere in the main hall of Hongci Temple quite solemn.
The palace was filled with dignitaries from various ministries, vying to circulate the Ming Emperor's edicts.
The Third Lady is sitting on the main seat with a large golden sword, pearls and hairpins, and a gold skirt. As the wife of the Great Khan, her dress is even more luxurious than that of the Great Khan.
Bingtu has divided his family, and although he is here today, he makes his own decisions and sits next to the third wife.
Not only Huang Taiji, but also Huang Taiji and others took their seats one after another.
Only Anda Khan was not in the palace.
Because An Dahan is seriously ill and bedridden at the moment, there is no telling whether he will be able to survive the winter.
"The emperor of the Ming Dynasty is angry with us."
Sanniangzi was the only female in the Buddhist temple, but at this moment she did her best to speak first.
Bingtu sat down with Sanniangzi and immediately picked up the conversation: "Shi Maohua went to Guihua City to ask for an audience with the Great Khan. The emperor of the Ming Dynasty knew about it and thought that we had offended him."
As he spoke, he frequently looked at his nominal mother and scratched his inner thighs from time to time.
"We can find Shi Maohua and give it to the Ming Dynasty to ask that we don't have to go to the capital to kneel." Buyan Huang Taiji expressed his thoughts.
Speaking of this matter, the atmosphere in the palace felt quite gloomy and gloomy.
Bingtu snorted coldly: "I can't find him a long time ago! His head should have been chopped off from the beginning and returned to the emperor of the Ming Dynasty."
Huang Taiji glanced at him coldly: "You could have drawn the sword at that time, instead of standing on the horse's butt and firing cannons."
Bingtu was the one who couldn't be ridiculed the most, and immediately changed his color when he heard this.
He slapped the table and stood up suddenly.
"Ahem."
At this time, Sanniangzi coughed.
The two immediately stopped.
The Third Lady is now only thirty years old, and when she moves her hands and feet, she can express the majesty of having been in power for many years: "There is no need to fight about what has already happened."
"Moreover, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty was not necessarily angry because Shi Maohua visited Guihua City."
"Now that the Tumut tribe has lost its leader, it is at its weakest. I doubt the intentions of the Ming emperor."
These words made everyone in the hall look at each other in shock.
The loss of the first wolf mentioned by Sanniangzi does not mean that Anda Khan is dead, but that he no longer has the prestige to lead the tribe, which is no different from death.
Three years ago, Anda Khan went to Oara and returned with a heavy defeat, leaving behind wounds all over his body.
In March last year, Ada Khan made a long journey to Qinghai to pray for Buddha, eat fast and worship Buddha.
He spent a year and several months without commanding a pack of wolves in the tribe.
Until Ada Khan returned to Guihua City last month, everyone thought he was going to show off the powerful force of the alpha wolf.
As a result, Anda Khan was lying on the hospital bed as soon as he got off the horse, still seriously ill.
This naturally made everyone in the tribe feel challenged - in Mongolia, the alpha wolf who loses his power also loses his prestige.
Huang Taiji was the first to come forward for interviews.
In front of the bedside of Anda Khan, who worshiped Buddhism, he declared to everyone that the monks brought back by Anda Khan were liars, and the Buddhist Dharma they practiced was of no benefit and could not save Hehan's golden life. These monks around Anda Khan must be eliminated.
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After hearing this, Anda Khan could only lie on the hospital bed and cowardly plead for the monks, but could not punish Huang Taiji.
Then, everyone in the tribe saw that the Great Khan was seriously ill.
Anda Khan's eldest son Xin Ai Huang Taiji immediately separated the family and took away a large number of people from the Tumote tribe.
He even boldly wrote to the Ming court, hoping that Anda Khan could marry his mother Sanniangzi after his death, and while promoting filial piety, he could legitimately inherit the title of King Shunyi.
At the same time, the ministries on the left seemed to be aware of some situations, gathered their elite cavalry, and began to conquer the small tribes on the right and rob herds of cattle and sheep.
Not only that, even the Han people who were promoted to Bansheng began to dare to tentatively reduce the food delivered to Guihua City and delay the progress of building Buddhist temples.
In this regard, Anda Khan cannot come forward to deal with it at all. He is no different from a dead person in the tribe.
It was under this situation that the emperor of the Ming Dynasty also poured out his anger...
For a moment, everyone also thought of some bad possibilities, and their expressions became solemn.
"I've decided."
At this time, the third lady spoke again.
Everyone's eyes immediately gathered.
Sanniangzi stood up and said: "The Great Khan stays in the tribe and does not want to go to the capital. I will go alone to meet the emperor of the Ming Dynasty."
The words just fell.
Bingtu immediately stood up and vetoed loudly: "Mother controls ten thousand fine knights. She is the soul of the tribe and cannot be left easily."
The third wife shook her head: "The Khan is seriously ill and is in bed, the eldest son Xin Ai Huang Taiji refuses to obey orders, and I am the only one who has the final say in the Tumut Department."
Chapter completed!