It's easy to frame someone falsely, just open your mouth.
But if you want to make most people believe that the other party did that thing, it takes a little effort. At least you need a little superb performance to make everyone believe that something that doesn't exist happened.
So if you want more people to believe it, or even believe it deeply, what should you do?
The answer is that you need to pay some price. You need to pay enough to match the story you made up. For example, for this story, you lost a lot of money, you were injured, or even...
.gave his life.
Who would risk their lives to wrong others? Impossible! So it must be true.
Han Kuang just thought of this and finally had nothing to say. The other party's life was at stake, unless he used his life to prove his innocence. Otherwise, there was no way he could save himself. No, it was even possible that he would risk his life.
If you catch up, you may not be able to turn the tables.
Because then rumors will say that he committed suicide out of shame.
Will Han Kuang commit suicide? Of course not, so he can only become ill. He is very ill and will not see any guests at all.
Han Kuang was the main force against Wei Zhongxian, and now he fell. This caused the entire civil service group to panic. Invisibly, it gave Eunuch Wei a chance to breathe.
Ling Yunkai was also impressed by this.
"This scheming move by your Excellency is a stroke of genius. The most important thing for these innocent people is their reputation. I tried to start with corruption and get evidence of their crimes before. In the end, I couldn't find any tangible evidence."
"Haha, this can be regarded as the right medicine. This is what they are afraid of."
"Then do we want to do it again?" Ling Yunkai felt a little addicted. After all, the feeling of bringing down a high-ranking official in the court without using a single sword is really addictive.
"We can't do it again. After all, it's just a little off-the-table move. Use it once for the best effect. If you use it more, no one will believe it. Next round, we have to do something real."
"My lord, just give me your orders."
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Yong'an Temple on the outskirts of Beijing.
"Sir, please use it slowly."
Master Jinghai served Lu Xiao a portion of vegetarian rice and a stack of pickled radishes. Then he took two steps back gently and waited quietly.
He has known Lu Xiao for many years. At that time, Lu Xiao was still a hundred households. In the beginning, every time Lu Xiao came, the whole Yong'an Temple would not dare to breathe. After all, the reputation of Jin Yiwei was unparalleled in this era.
His expression changed as he talked about it. What's more, Lu Xiao was still a hundred households. In the eyes of the monks of Yong'an Temple, he was an out-and-out big shot.
But later, Jinghai discovered that Lu Xiao was actually different from other Jinyiwei. He had no airs about monks like them. Every time he came, he would just eat their vegetarian food, drink some tea, and then sit quietly all afternoon.
Jinghai didn't know. Lu Xiao only regarded Yong'an Temple as a place to rest. In the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty, various relationships were complicated and the general trend was becoming increasingly corrupt. Lu Xiao was involved in it, and even though he was not physically tired, he would sometimes feel tired.
Jing'an Temple's vegetarian food is very famous. The spring water is clear and sweet, and the pickled radish is crisp and delicious. Whenever Lu Xiao feels tired, he will go here to rest. Over time, Master Jinghai became familiar with him.
In fact, Lu Xiao has never been fond of monks. But Jinghai follows these monks from Yong'an Temple and it's okay. At least they don't lend money at usury.
But this time, Jinghai clearly felt that something was wrong. Because Lu Xiao rarely brought a team of people. More than a dozen Jinyi guards blocked all exits of Jing'an Temple.
The most important thing is that after arriving, Lu Xiao has been sitting there eating without saying anything about it. This makes Jinghai feel a little unsure.
After finally waiting for Lu Xiao to finish eating, he quickly brought tea. Lu Xiao was not the kind of person who knew how to taste tea, so he drank it in one gulp. Then he started to speak.
"Master Jinghai, I heard that you like to collect some calligraphy and paintings?"
Jinghai's heart skipped a beat, and her thoughts finally came.
"Sir, I did collect some."
"Bring it to me and see."
"yes."
Jinghai panicked and took out a large pile of calligraphy and paintings and placed them in front of Lu Xiao.
Lu Xiao picked it up and browsed through it casually until he found the calligraphy and painting signed by Hokusai, and then pushed the other calligraphy and paintings away, leaving all Hokusai's calligraphy and painting.
Lu Xiao can only be said to have a vague understanding of these things like calligraphy and painting. After all, he spent half of his previous life in battle, so his exposure to these things is very limited.
"I don't know much about calligraphy and painting. Master Jinghai, please comment on these paintings. How are they?"
Jinghai is not stupid. How dare he answer casually before he understands Lu Xiao's purpose.
"Um...Sir, is there something wrong with these calligraphy and paintings?"
"Problem, there is nothing wrong with the painting. But this poem... there is a hint of sympathy for Donglin's rebellion in the lines. Master Jinghai, what do you think?"
Jinghai made a plop and knelt down on the spot.
"Sir, I..." But before he could speak, Lu Xiao interrupted him.
"Okay, if I really come to get you, I don't have to waste so many words with you. I just want to remind you that in this world, you can't talk nonsense. Do you understand?"
"I understand, I understand, I understand." Jinghai nodded repeatedly, and after just a few breaths, his face was already covered in cold sweat.
"As friends, I just want to remind you. Don't keep these things."
"Yes, yes, I will burn them all later. I will never collect them again."
"No, remember, you have to keep her as usual in the future. However, next time Mr. Hokusai comes, keep her and notify me, can you do it?"
"yes."
"Okay, judging from your appearance, I can't drink tea today. Let's go. You can take care of yourself."
After leaving Yong'an Temple, Lu Xiao returned to the Jinyi Guard station. Ling Yunkai came up to him.
"Sir, I have done everything you asked me to do."
"Well, let me take a look at it."
The two entered Lu Xiao's office. Then Ling Yunkai took out a file and handed it to Lu Xiao.
"According to the investigation, Mr. Zhou, the great scholar of the cabinet at that time, had two small courtyards and one courtyard in the capital. He had one wife and two concubines, and four servants. His family assets were only two hundred taels."
"Two hundred taels, our Mr. Zhou is really as honest as water."
"Sir, this is not necessarily true. These are just Mr. Zhou's assets in the capital. These are his assets in his hometown of Jiangsu and Zhejiang. According to the investigation of the humble position, Mr. Zhou's clan members include nephews, nephews, uncles and so on. There are hundreds of them.
The direct family records include 50,000 acres of fertile land in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, thousands of servants, and tens of thousands of tenant farmers.
His nephews and younger generations are even more rampant in the countryside. There are more than 60 cases of human death alone. There are countless other cases of land occupation and forced buying and rape of girls into prostitution. In fact, it is a major crime in the local area.
Bully.”
"Fifty thousand acres?" Lu Xiao glanced casually. "Isn't it a little less?"
"Yes, how much do you think is appropriate?" Ling Yunkai was obedient in this regard.
