Chapter 97: The prison car is full of guests like a dragon
There was a great uproar in the south. The news seemed to have wings and spread throughout all states and counties in the north and south of the Yangtze River in just a few days. The local officials who were not affected naturally began to reflect on themselves while eating the melons with fear, lest their unclean hands and feet would attract the attention of the court.
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In fact, the turmoil this time was so huge that even Emperor Yang of Sui Dynasty, who was recognized as a lunatic, did not choose to 'catch them all' with such fanfare when dealing with the Guanlong people. In addition to the merchants, wealthy families, and aristocratic families in the south who were severely affected, there were hidden people in the south.
The local thieves were also brutally purged.
Many wealthy and aristocratic families rooted in the local area have connections with thieves and bandits who break laws and regulations. Some of the two parties are mutually beneficial, some cooperate with each other, and some simply support the other party in their work, or the thieves and bandits are the black gloves of the family.
Various cases were quickly transmitted to Chang'an via fast horses and appeared on the emperor's court. This is probably what the saying is too numerous to write down. Simply understanding how many bad things this group of aristocratic families have done would waste Li Zhiyun's four or five days.
During this period, Li Zhiyun was mostly laughing, crying, and getting angry from time to time. He laughed at himself for killing a bunch of moths, cried about the torture that local people had suffered over the years, and was angry at the local officials for colluding with wealthy families and harming the common people.
Undercurrents surged in the court, and officials from the Guanlong and Shandong cliques were ready to go. One after another, memorials to impeach officials from the southern clique were sent to the three provinces. Officials from the southern clique were looking for a way out. Some chose to surrender, and some
Some choose to run away, while others choose to lie down and die.
In addition, some southern officials were naturally not willing to surrender. They either begged to be let go or asked for help. In short, they were unwilling to give up their own interests, let alone die under the investigation of the imperial court.
The six prime ministers have been exhausted during this period. On the one hand, they have to avoid the visits of those southern officials, and on the other hand, they want to appease the emperor's anger. On the other hand, they themselves sometimes get angry when they see the evil things done by some southern families.
The strong anger probably refers to the current six prime ministers of the political affairs hall. Apart from these few, the royal family members such as Princess Pingyang, Li Xiaogong and other royal family members are also unbearable during this period. They know that the emperor's attitude has been decided, no matter who pleads for mercy
It's useless, and they will try to get themselves involved. But when faced with those officials from the Southern Department who have connections, they can't refuse, so they simply stay behind closed doors.
The roar of the wind is no longer enough to describe Chang'an now. It should be said that there is a raging heat flow hidden under the silence. It is like a volcano that is about to explode but has only a shallow lake covering the crater to block the destructive storm caused by the lava eruption.
The Dali Temple jail and the prison of the Ministry of Punishment were filled again. Family members of wealthy families, children of aristocratic families, and corrupt officials were taken from the south one after another. Like rats returning to their burrows, they entered the burrows from the outside in an endless stream.
Officials from top to bottom, few of them can completely stay out of this storm. Officials from the Southern Department, who have reached the end of their rope, are frantically looking for all available forces. After several failures, they no longer seek to defend themselves, but only seek to be able to defend themselves.
Keep the family.
Such a request, in the past, maybe some officials would have dared to agree. But the problem is that now the news is so tense, who would dare to risk the disapproval of the world and agree to such a stupid thing. They are not blind, how many people have been arrested in Chang'an during this time
, you can always find out if you ask around a little.
Compared with the nervousness of the court officials, the people of Chang'an enjoyed eating melons very happily during this period. Every day, restaurants in several streets near Dali Temple Yamen and Xingbu Yamen were completely full, and the location near the windows was even more advantageous.
The "Chigua Terrace" is always full every day, and there is no empty table every day.
No one can refuse the pleasure of drinking while watching the criminals passing by on the street. It is human nature to vent. Whether they are idle scholars or wealthy businessmen, there is nothing they like to watch more than those criminals.
The aristocratic family fell from the clouds to the bottom and was sanctioned by the court.
"Your Majesty is really a god. I remember when I went south to do business in the past, the journey was long and the court had convenient land and water. I wanted to make a small profit, but when I went to the place, the prices were kept being suppressed by these southerners. Sometimes it was not enough.
Even life is difficult to save. This move by the imperial court is really a welcome move, and we must respect your majesty!"
A man who looked to be in his fifties, wearing a brocade robe, was sitting by the window on the second floor of the wine shop, holding a glass of wine in his hand and looking at the prison car passing below. His face was full of cathartic joy and heartfelt joy.
Pleasure.
"What Brother Si said is exactly what the imperial court has done. It should come to light and we should respect His Majesty from afar."
"please!"
A circle of businessmen toasted each other.
Not far away, two men withdrew their gaze and landed on the other side of the street. On this side, there were also prison cars like a dragon, one after another, as if there was no end. The people spontaneously stood on both sides of the road to observe, and occasionally cheered.
, seemed particularly enthusiastic.
"When will your Majesty's anger be extinguished, and when will the south be at peace? This time your majesty does not intend to treat them lightly. In other words, if your majesty wants to spare the southerners now, it depends on the attitude of the Guanlong people. Over there at the Political Affairs Hall
There has been a quarrel, and we are discussing how to deal with this matter every day." Cen Wenwen, Minister of the Ministry of Civil Affairs, gently put down his wine cup with a solemn expression.
The old man opposite him was none other than Chen Shuda, who had been compiling the "Zhenguan Dalu" in seclusion. Since his retirement, he had not inquired much about the affairs of the court. If the commotion had not been too huge, he could not sit back and watch.
Literally, he won't come out at all.
"Whether you can save the backbone of the Southern people this time depends entirely on you."
"Me?" Cen Wenwen smiled bitterly and shook his head, "Mr. Chen, why do you put so much pressure on me? It's not like you don't know that no one can dissuade a saint from deciding something. What's more, this time it's not just a saint.
Neither the Long people nor the Shandong nobles intend to let go of such an opportunity. Even if I can ask the saint to be accommodating, do you think those people will agree?"
After hearing this, Chen Shuda was silent for a moment, and then asked: "I heard that His Majesty the Emperor suddenly admitted several Guanlong women into the palace recently?"
"It happened, but it wasn't sudden, it was foreshadowed. The Empress has always been in charge of the draft. It may be a coincidence of timing," Cen Wenwen said.
"I hope it's a coincidence." Chen Shuda said with a sad face: "If it's not a coincidence, it can only mean that His Majesty the Emperor has different considerations from all of us."
"What do you mean?" Cen Wenwen frowned.
Chen Shuda sighed: "Since the Sui Dynasty, no matter which saint he is, he has actually spared no effort to suppress the Guanlong people. If this is not a coincidence, it can only mean that today's saints have not repeated what the previous saints did.
, but making plans that none of us can understand. You should understand that the most terrifying thing is when we can’t guess what the saint is thinking. Because you will never know when the saint’s butcher knife will come.
It will fall on your neck."
"You are worrying too much." Cen Wenwen shook his head and said: "If you do your duty, your Majesty will not do anything to you. Look at the nobles in the court, who has your Majesty dealt with?"
Chen Shuda was silent for a moment, then continued: "I can no longer do much for the Southerners. I can only ask you to protect the Southerners as much as possible and not let them suffer too much."
Cen Wenwen shook his head, "I can't guarantee this. If they dare to do such a thing, they should have thought about the worst. However, you don't have to worry too much. His Majesty always does things in a measured way, and the southerners have suffered a lot.
Of course, but Your Majesty will not leave us a chance to survive. After all, the Guanlong people are still here."
Chen Shuda nodded slightly, "That's true."
Watching the sky getting dark and counting the time in his mind, Cen Wenwen said goodbye and left directly.