The ghoul-headed sword was raised, one, two, dozens of them, and the cold light flashed. In an instant, the temperature of the execution ground dropped several degrees, and the air conditioner was rising from the back of the neck.
The sundial pointer finally merged with noon. At this time, the time when the yang energy is the heaviest in the day, the ghost will be scattered when he sees the yang energy. With Ruan Dacheng's order, the strong executioner grabbed the desperate move and threw it heavily on the ground.
Then the ghost-headed sword was raised high above the head, and with one knife fell, a human head flew out a long distance, and blood splashed three or five meters away.
This killing is also very particular about the technique. With one knife, the muscles and bones are broken and the heads fly out. This is a qualified executioner. As for the real masters, there must be even more powerful ones. They will put newly steamed flowering buns in their pockets. When the heads are cut down, the trachea and blood vessels have not closed yet. At this time, the steamed buns are sent in. After drinking the blood, it becomes the holy medicine for treating tuberculosis, "human blood steamed buns".
If you can't seize the opportunity, your blood vessels will be closed, and the steamed buns will only be stained with human blood, and the efficacy of the medicine will be greatly reduced.
It is said that this medicine has amazing effects. If you take three in a row, you can eat without a meal!
Of course, just jokes, human blood steamed buns are definitely not cured. But there are always some foolish men and women who are rushing to it, and these executioners also make a fortune. A genuine human blood steamed bun can be sold for one tael of silver.
Especially this time, they were all officials. They were all from the Jinshi list, and they were all from the Wenquxing in the sky. The steamed buns fed with their blood were of abnormal effectiveness and the price was even higher. Five taels, ten taels, or even one hundred taels were not new.
But today I killed dozens of people together. The executioners in Nanjing were not enough. Many apprentices were transferred up. They held the ghost-headed sword and their legs were weak. Not to mention like the master, they cut off their heads and stuffed steamed buns in one knife. Their sword almost cut them out with their eyes closed.
Some slashed the back of the head, some slashed on the back. Some slashed only two or three inches in. Before the person could die immediately, blood was surging. The ghost screamed and scared everyone to look sideways. They covered their cheeks with their palms, but they still had to look out from the gaps of their fingers. The Chinese people's lively mentality can be seen.
The entire execution process lasted for half an hour. Finally, the twenty-eight Donglin soldiers were cut down. The remaining ones tied up were so scared that they were numb all over. Some of them simply shit and pee, while two of them were simply scared to death on the execution ground.
After these ties were dragged down, they were dealt with immediately, and most of them were sent to the army. Moreover, Ma Shiying also took the verge of killing them, following the people from the East Factory next to them, and strictly supervising them. As long as you dare to say a little more complaint, you will be killed immediately.
The core backbone of the huge Donglin Party was destroyed. In addition to a small number of officials scattered in other places, Donglin completely faded out of the court in the Southern Ming Dynasty.
Of course, Ma Shiying and Ruan Dacheng did not dare to relax. They seized the time and issued the "Three Dynasties' Essentials" and stepped up the construction of military farms to dump the huge assets of the Donglin Party members. The last nail was nailed to the coffin.
Ma Shiying was also particularly generous and allowed these land and land to be sold at 20% off. No matter who is a businessman or a businessman gets a bargain, he will be happy and naturally he will not say good things about the Donglin Party.
Obviously, Ma Shiying's generosity has won a lot of people's hearts. For a while, it was a big fuss everywhere, giving Ma Shiying the umbrellas and the people's gifts. Some even made new words and were very busy!
Of course, Gu Zhenhua was not very interested in these messy things, and his heart flew to Henan again, where it was his base and his nest!
After returning from the East Factory, Gu Zhenhua came directly to the front of the embroidery building across the courtyard. Luzhu walked over with a tray and collided with Gu Zhenhua. The little girl screamed in fear and quickly retreated.
"My maid deserves to die, please forgive me!"
"When did you become so polite? This is for your girls, leave it to me!"
Gu Zhenhua took the tray, Luzhu nodded in a hurry, ran away, and disappeared in a flash.
"Is this scary?"
Gu Zhenhua said angrily, and could only turn around the embroidery building, gently open the door of the building, and look inside. The Nanmu bed was still very messy, Mei Junruo leaned lazily on the pillow. The girl's face was flushed, and she was muttering something in her mouth, but she didn't know what she was thinking.
"Madam, be hungry, come and try the chicken soup!"
Gu Zhenhua smiled and brought the tray to Mei Junruo's eyes. A strong fragrance was pungent. Mei Junruo lowered her head, and she didn't bother to look at Gu Zhenhua. She drank the soup in big mouthfuls.
Gu Zhenhua just bent and held the tray. The little girl didn't feel any pain. When his waist and legs were sore, Mei Junruo finally drank all the bowl of chicken soup, then leaned on the pillow, staring at Gu Zhenhua fiercely.
"You big bad guy, you cheated someone into your hands and don't care about them. Eat them all, you will be cold by nature and be crazy..."
The little girl who had eaten and drunk enough became more and more angry as she spoke. She grabbed the pillow and slammed it hard at Gu Zhenhua. However, no matter how Mei Junruo scolded her, the smile on Gu Zhenhua's face did not change at all. While the little girl grabbed the pillow, she hugged her waist.
"Baby, I haven't been with you all the time. It's mine, right? Have you apologized?"
When Mei Junruo heard this, tears suddenly burst out, like a broken pearl. She stretched out her arms, blocked Gu Zhenhua's neck, buried her head in his chest, and burst into tears.
"You are dead. When someone opens his eyes, you will no longer be by your side. I wonder how sad he feels!"
"What are you thinking about? I just went to find Ma Shiying and talked about something. I rushed back in a hurry."
Mei Junruo cried for a while before stopping her sad voice, and asked a little timidly: "Zhenhua, just knowing how to cry, don't you think I'm ignorant, do you?"
"Silly girl, actually, according to my idea, you should be noble and cold and don't care. What kind of thing are you, Gu Zhenhua? You are living a good life with you or not!"
Mei Junruo burst into tears and smiled: "I do think so, but my heart always hurts. Just like when I saw Tong last time, I knew she was fake, but I couldn't stand it. Girls are so useless, and they will be with others for their whole life, and they will be worried about their hearts!"
"Baby, this shows that you care about me. What an honor Gu Zhenhua is to be favored by you. My goddess!"
As Gu Zhenhua said, he hugged Mei Junruo in his arms. The two of them were closely pressed together. As they were just tossing, Mei Junruo's pajamas had been torn open, and her white and tender shoulders were exposed outside. The light blue clothes were like a ball of flowers, particularly delicate.
The big hand couldn't help but reach out and gently caressed her skin. Mei Junruo felt hot and itchy all over. She hurriedly pushed Gu Zhenhua's big hand away.
"Don't! It hurts!"
Gu Zhenhua laughed: "Little baby, weren't you very wild and happy yesterday? Why did you give up?"
Mei Junruo's face turned red, and her fingers were pinching her weakness.
"You are not allowed to talk nonsense!"
"Okay, if your wife is not sure, you can't. You can recover quickly. We will return to De and reach our own territory. The first thing is to get married to you!"
...
The execution of the Donglin Party disciples was very unexpected and did not cause widespread discussion among scholars. The reason was very simple. The examination for the military farmer was about to begin.
Just before the exam, Gu Zhenhua specially instructed to publish a booklet of common sense for the exam. The contents in it are very shallow, but the scope of it is quite large. There are current affairs, history, geography, astronomical calendars, farming knowledge, price information, and overseas trade.
In short, there is almost all the knowledge that can be exposed to to the end. Gu Zhenhua was trying to reverse the situation where a eight-legged essay in the imperial examination was determined. Many people who criticized the imperial examination system in later generations actually got the wrong direction.
As a system of examinations, the imperial examinations have no problem at all. On the contrary, in most modern countries in later generations, all the examinations were used to select officials, showing the strong vitality of this system.
The imperial examination is countless times more fair than blood ties. In fact, the biggest problem lies in the form and content of the examination. In the Tang Dynasty, the imperial examinations also had many aspects such as mathematics and law. However, since the Song and Ming dynasties, Confucianism gradually dominated the imperial examinations. Even the martial arts examinations were seriously excluded and became dispensable.
Although the eight-legged essay can examine people's abilities, the scope is too narrow, and the article has a very large subjectivity and cannot guarantee fairness. Countless scholars have been studying the classics for a long time, but their hair is white, but they cannot pass the exam. On the contrary, they have been staring at those books for the rest of their lives, and have become waste snacks!
The system of the imperial examination system must be retained, but the content must be given, so start with this time.
Of course, Ma Shiying did not support this kind of subverting traditional practice, so Gu Zhenhua could only do it among the scholars who were seeking to be admitted to Henan military farming officials.
After the booklet was sent out, it was enthusiastically sought after. The printing workshops in Nanjing worked hard day and night, but in the end, the supply was still in short supply. In the end, three or five people even had to make trouble around a booklet and began to copy and memorize it desperately.
It was the hottest time in the summer. Zhu Chenghai shook off his clothes, bare-handedly copied books with three scholars. While copying, he muttered: "Three thighs, four strings, five, plant wheat in September, harvest in summer, two capitals and thirteen provinces in the Ming Dynasty, hundreds of palaces and forty, ninety per week...
"Brother Zhu, why are you trying to do this? Didn't you say that those who want to go to Henan need to take the exam. We are just military farming officials in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, so we don't need to lose this energy at all."
Zhu Chenghai glanced at Qin Shixiao, rolled his eyes, and couldn't help but say, "Brother Qin, are you really confused or fake?"
"Brother Zhu, why did you say that to me?"
"Hmph, you have calculated that almost all the officials in Henan have run away. Now that you are a military farmer, you will be promoted to the magistrate in a short time, and you may even go up. Duke Ji is thirsty for talent, which is well known. If you keep Nanzhili and Zhejiang, you still want to go up, it is simply a dream."
“Is there any difference?”
"Isn't this simple principle? The officials of the Ming Dynasty were all officials from other places. If they were not Jinshi, they would not enter the right path. If they were not a Jinshi, they would definitely not enter the right path. If they were to be admitted to the imperial examinations, where would you put yourself?"
The scholar in his forties on the side also smiled and said, "It is clear that the military farmer is a temporary thing in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and he only receives an extra portion of money and food. Only by going to Henan and following Duke Ji, is the real way out. I didn't see that many of his generals had the rank of generals. It's only been a long time. If An ** regained the north, the stage for us to show our skills would be even bigger!"
Qin Shixiao suddenly realized that he quickly threw away his clothes, and hurriedly squeezed with a few people, trying hard to copy.
Just as everyone expected, the exam finally officially began. There were more than 46,000 students who registered for the reference. The usual exam venue was not enough. An** could only mobilize urgently and set up a temporary sunshade in the schoolyard to serve as an examination room.
Although it was a little simpler, the formal imperial examination room was also extremely poor, and these scholars could tolerate it. An** thought was quite thoughtful, and everyone gave food, two high-end and atmospheric tea eggs, a bowl of porridge, and a steamed bun.
The exam is completed in one day, and the eight-legged essay exam is taken in the morning and common sense exam is taken in the afternoon. For the eight-legged essay review, Gu Zhenhua's requirements are very relaxed. As long as the meaning is smooth and the handwriting is pleasant, he can pass. As for the common sense exam, it seems to be relatively strict. In addition to the content of the booklet, there are many temporary questions. Gu Zhenhua just wants to test the knowledge of these guys.
It is not scary to have a person's mind empty. What's scary is that it is filled with garbage, so there is no value for saving. Gu Zhenhua must drive out all the nerds through and through.
The exam was one day, three days of marking the papers, and the results were announced on the fourth day. A total of 3,823 people were admitted, of which 1,600 were to stay in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and the other 2,223 were to go to Henan and belong to An**’s account!
As expected, Zhu Chenghai, Qin Shixiao and others all passed the exam, and nearly 4,000 people were admitted at once. This scale was more than ten imperial examinations, and there were students who were smiling everywhere.
When Zhu Chenghai heard about the admission news, he even drank a jar of wine and drank a lot for more than ten years. Finally, he had a way out! There were still those who had been taking the exam for twenty or thirty years. Now, when he heard about the admission news, he rushed outside and rushed to the firecracker shop, threw down the silver, and ran away with the firecrackers.
There were crackling sounds everywhere, and these scholars were cheering and happy as if they were something!
But they all forgot one word, that is, extreme happiness leads to sorrow.
Unlike the scenery after the imperial examination, more than 2,200 scholars who passed the Henan military farming officer were called to the schoolyard. At this time, Gu Zhenhua was wearing military uniforms, waiting for everyone, surrounded by An ** soldiers with bright armor.
"I am very pleased that you can stand out, but An** is on the front line. Every military farmer must be a versatile person. You must understand civil affairs, business, agriculture, and even learn superficial common sense in military training and have a strong body. Only in this way can you be competent for work. Therefore, from now on, I will train you personally, and please cooperate!"
Chapter completed!