It is no secret that civil servants look down upon others.
A seventh-rank county official dared to take advantage of the power of others and let a dignified general or guerrilla salute him.
Although they have been staying in Nanjing to guard the Xiaoling Mausoleum, they are not indifferent to worldly affairs, and they are often despised.
Needless to say, for a frontier official like Liu Yilong who holds great military and political power, his tail has already been raised to the sky.
Therefore, Li Zhicai also held his breath. He wanted to kill his majesty today and let him taste the feeling of being despised and humiliated.
It was his military order to break into his house directly. He would not wait outside to be received by the great master.
"Da Sima, this general is here to convey His Majesty's order. This is the decree. You'd better read it before speaking!"
Once he heard the emperor's order, Liu Yilong did not continue to raise troops to accuse him. After tidying up his clothes and clothes, he took it with both hands.
At first, there was a slight smile on his face, but after reading the content, his eyes were as big as eggs.
He was dismissed from his official post and was still confined at home. He was not allowed to go out and was not allowed to meet or communicate with anyone.
What happened? What did the emperor want to do? He actually issued an edict without saying a word, directly bypassing the court and cabinet?
"You are so bold that you actually dare to forge His Majesty's handwriting. I think you are tired of living!"
He would never believe it, and even if it was true, he would never accept and acknowledge such an edict with no authority.
"You have seen clearly that the imperial edict is stamped with His Majesty's jade seal and the red seal of the Supervisor of Ceremonies. Do you want to disobey the order?"
Li Zhicai immediately shouted angrily without showing any signs of weakness. His voice was several times louder, and his momentum instantly overwhelmed Liu Yilong.
After being reminded by these words, Liu Yilong took another sneak peek and saw that there was indeed a jade seal on the handwriting. He already believed that it was true.
It's a pity that he will not accept such an order, let alone a handwritten order. Even if it is a successful decree, he still dares to reject it.
Seeing that Liu Yilong did not obey the emperor's order and was still threatening them, Li Zhicai immediately asked two of his soldiers to rush forward and beat them with punches and kicks.
This time he really gave in, lying on the ground holding his head and begging for mercy, and then let him go.
Li Zhicai then left a hundred people to guard him and took away his official seal and talismans.
In the early morning, when the sky turned white, more than 30,000 Nanjing defense garrison troops were already organized.
There were sentries inside and outside the imperial city and the capital, and dozens of city gates were all taken over. When the people went out to take a look, they had no idea what was going on. They only knew that the entire Jinling City seemed to have changed overnight. (Nanjing is the official name,
Sometimes it is also called Nandu, but the more common name among the people is Jinling City.)
When some officials and wealthy households saw groups of sergeants wearing breastplates patrolling the streets of the city, they felt uneasy and uneasy. (There were many differences between the Southern and Northern armies. Many of them didn't even have armor. It was enough to wear breastplates.
Very luxurious.)
Such a thing has never happened since the founding of the Ming Dynasty. Only during the Battle of Jingnan and when the Yan Dynasty invaded Nanjing did such a situation occur when the army took over the city.
The joy and luck of the New Year just disappeared. After a day of silence, many officials and wealthy nobles with guilty consciences could no longer bear the restlessness in their hearts.
They sent their confidants out to inquire about each other's latest situation, wanting to know what caused the incident.
The officials were even more angry than these wealthy families. They thought something big had happened, but at the end of the day, there was no movement at all. Instead, those mud-legged people were showing off their power in the city all day long.
So several officials who thought highly of themselves went to the residence of Liu Yilong, Minister of the Ministry of War. Before they even got close to the door, they were stopped outside and refused to let them go any further.
One of the younger and impatient officials cursed angrily on the spot.
"Bold, who are you, you dare to block our whereabouts? You dare to guard the outside of the palace of the court ministers with swords and armor, are you planning to rebel?"
"When you meet this gentleman, you neither salute nor ask questions. It seems that I need to teach you the rules. Which battalion are you from and who do you belong to? Tell me the truth!"
If this were said in the past, it is not an exaggeration to say that it would make a guerrilla or general with no background tremble and bow his head to his knees.
It's a pity that times have changed. After hearing this, one of the leading generals did not hide his laughter at all.
This made all the officials confused. What's going on? Shouldn't you kneel down and admit your mistake? Why are you still laughing?
It seems that the world has really changed. These vulgar mud-legged people really don't know how high the world is.
After the laughter stopped, the military attache in full body armor walked up to him and looked at him with a smile and said:
"Hahahaha, a small official as big as sesame seeds and mung beans dares to speak so brazenly here, and dares to call himself an official. He is really not afraid of the wind blowing his tongue, and bragging will ruin his mouth!"
"Then just listen to me. My name is Zhang San. I am a guard servant of the British government. I am now the commander-in-chief of the Nanjing Defense Garrison Corps!"
"When it comes to official positions, is it possible that my Qianzong is not higher than your seventh-grade official? You should salute me, you know!"
"You really don't know how high the sky is. You dare to be so rebellious and bold. If I don't send you to the Ministry of Punishment Prison, I won't have to be an official!"
Zhang San's words made these high-ranking civil servants half angry to death, and they were all gesticulating and using their mouths to fight back.
"The following offender, who spoke rudely to the superior officer, made threats, and was even more disrespectful to His Majesty, is punishable by death. Take him!"
Several sergeants quickly stepped forward and detained the arrogant official on the spot.
Although Zhang San is a servant, he also has his own dignity and pride. After all, his master is also the most powerful minister and is deeply trusted by His Majesty. Of course, he cannot lose the face of the British government.
If he were in front of those high-ranking or powerful ministers, he might be shy, but what the hell is this turtle bastard?
They are just a bunch of low-class scholars, and it is simply a fool's dream to expect them to grovel.
The other officials had never seen such a scene before. The sergeant was frightened when he came over. His face was a bit fierce in their opinion.
The main reason is that they didn't expect that these stupid people, whose lives were as low as dogs in their eyes, would actually dare to "offend from below" and take action as soon as they were told.
By the time they reacted, the person was already pinned to the ground and unable to move.