Chapter 2320 Whose World Is This?

Everyone was remembering Huo Yan's loyalty and grief over his end, and Guo Hou's laughter seemed particularly abrupt and harsh at this moment.

"What if he doesn't obey? Smash him to death, and then drive wild dogs to eat him. Those wild dogs will have round bellies, hahahaha!"

Guo Hou had a crazy look on his face, and some people in the crowd were retching. He became even crazier after hearing that.

He grinned and laughed silently, his body trembling with the rhythm of his laughter, and he seemed extremely happy.

He looked up at the sky, squinted his eyes and shouted: "Old thief Huo Yan deserves to die. It doesn't count if wild dogs eat him. Do you still remember the meat I asked you to send? Hahaha!"

Lin Qunan's throat surged, and those people had already woken up. Some squatted on the ground and vomited, and some were crying...

"You will die a horrible death!"

"Sir, skin him!"

The people gradually recovered, and everyone was furious.

"A good Anxiang County has now been turned into a ruin by this traitor. It's time to dig up his family's ancestral graves!"

"What ancestral graves! Kill the three members of his Guo family!"

"Yes, kill the three members of the Guo family!"

"Smash him to death!"

In the excitement of the crowd, someone threw a stone. The stone fell beside Guo Hou, bounced a few times, and finally stopped at his feet.

Guo Hou seemed to be frightened and shouted angrily: "Looking for death!"

Lin Qunan shook his head, and the soldiers shouted: "Don't throw things, or you will be beaten with a stick if you are caught!"

The crowd was a little restless, and someone shouted: "Sir, the traitor ordered people to smash Lord Huo to death at that time, why don't we smash him to death?"

Lin Qunan said: "The Lord wants him to go back alive."

"Xinghe Lord?"

When this name was mentioned, even Guo Hou was trembling.

He was ready to be cut into pieces, and he felt that he could bear this kind of pain. But when Lin Qunan mentioned Fang Xing, Fang Xing's cruel past gradually came to mind.

Killing without blinking an eye is one thing, it is rumored that Fang Xing buried prisoners alive and ate human flesh.

Lin Qunan walked in front of him, and when Guo Hou looked up at him, he said: "There are many people who rebel after cleaning up the surrender, but you are the only one like you, Guo Hou, you are lucky."

...

News from all over the country flew to the capital like snowflakes, and the situation in the south seemed to be facing it, which made the civil and military officials and the people in the capital secretly shocked.

Hundreds of rebellions, which is more than any dynasty, make people think that they are in the end of the dynasty and in the chaos.

Fang Xing's presence in Nanjing is a reassurance. Whether it is the officials or the people, they all believe that he can suppress the situation in the south.

But everyone is worried about another point. They are worried that Fang Xing will start a massacre and kill those Confucian leaders.

So some court officials wrote to Jinling, and some stuttered to express their concerns to Zhu Zhanji, and then Zhu Zhanji said calmly that the list would be sent to Beiping in time.

Zhang Fu couldn't help but worry about these things, and he also mentioned this matter when talking to Meng Ying at the Five Military Commandery.

"Dehua seems to be joking and easy to talk to, but he is stubborn in his bones. If he is angered, he will not care about you, a gentry or a great Confucian, and even a vassal king will not be able to get anything good."

Meng Ying said helplessly: "Your Majesty also sent Yang Wuhou, who is steady and I think he can be trapped."

The two said this, in fact, they were not worried that Fang Xing would be angered, but they were worried that he would take risks and use this opportunity to clean up the south to clean up the Confucianists.

Zhang Fu felt that he was worrying too much, so he smiled and said, "These innovations are not just a temporary idea. They have been around since Emperor Wen. Dehua has worked hard for many years, so he will not destroy the Great Wall."

Meng Ying was a little jealous. He lowered his head and thought about how Fang Xing had been involved in royal affairs since he was a young man, and then walked step by step to today. He had made many plans in the meantime, but now it seems that most of them were planning for the future of Ming Dynasty.

No one doesn't want to be an important official of the country, but the limitations of their abilities and the different circumstances make them have to do their own jobs.

For Meng Ying, the most important thing in the world is Baoding Houfu, followed by his own future.

Zhang Fu and him are similar. The two of them are silent until a sound of footsteps comes.

"The messenger from the south is here!"

The two of them stood up suddenly, and then hurried into the palace to ask for an audience.

When they arrived outside the palace, they saw many important officials waiting, and the atmosphere was tense.

Later, an eunuch came to take them in.

In the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Zhanji was reading the documents. When the ministers came in to pay their respects, he just nodded slightly and continued to read.

His eyebrows were slightly wrinkled, and the corners of his mouth were slightly turned down, with a little coldness, and he looked extremely unhappy.

Later, he finished reading, looked up and said: "More than 300 cases, more than 300 cases of rebellion in the whole south, the biggest one... broke through the county seat of Anxiang County, and the county magistrate Huo Yan died for his country. The leader was the gentry!"

Zhu Zhanji held the document in his hand, suppressed his anger and said: "Some people think that I am too mean. The gentry are the foundation of the Ming Dynasty. Why are you reluctant to give them some land."

Look!

Some civil servants below really thought so in their hearts. They immediately looked at the emperor with shining eyes, wondering if he wanted to change his ways.

If the cleanup is over, then there is still room for maneuver, and the relationship between Confucianism and the emperor will slowly be repaired, and then it will be no different from previous dynasties.

This is everyone's wish!

But the emperor on the throne snorted coldly and said, "Today, it seems that many gentry are greedy. I gave them land today, will I give it back tomorrow? I gave this, will I give them a batch of juren and jinshi in the next few years?"

His voice gradually became cold: "I gave it today, I gave it tomorrow, when will the Ming Dynasty be packed and given to them?! Hmm!"

"Your Majesty is happy or angry..."

"Calm down?"

The ministers bowed together, which was quite spectacular.

But Zhu Zhanji was not happy. He stood up and walked down with his hands behind his back, walked all the way to the door of the hall, looked at the dazzling sunlight outside and said, "Some people say that this world is my world, the world of the Zhu family. I believed it deeply back then, and wanted to rule the world and dominate the world."

Uh...

This is a bit of a dream. Even the eunuchs know that it is not easy for the emperor. What is the difference between the Zhu family's world and the wooden statues in the temple?

Zhu Zhanji turned around slowly, looked at the ministers from behind, and then looked at the throne.

"The fate of Emperor Ren has taught me that this world does not belong to me, nor to the Zhu family. If we do not understand this, the Zhu family will face disaster and become the lambs slaughtered by the traitors."

"Your Majesty!"

A civil official knelt down, untied his official hat, and bowed deeply.

One by one, the ministers knelt down in front of Zhu Zhanji and took off their hats. Only Zhu Zhanji was standing in the hall.

He walked slowly through the rows of kneeling people.

He looked like a god, looking at these bowing Ming officials.

"The former Song Dynasty was the world of the literati, but whose world is the Ming Dynasty?"

Zhu Zhanji raised this question, but he was not looking for an answer.

He walked to the throne again, facing the throne, reached out and touched the armrest, and said: "The chair is just a chair. Everyone has a chair. Only by sitting firmly can you have a good end."

The emperor's words were full of murderous intent, and the ministers below were the same.

The ministers who opposed the cleansing of the surrender would hate Guo Hou, because he showed the emperor another side of the southern gentry.

The ministers who agreed to clean up the surrender also hated Guo Hou.

Not to mention the rebellion as a gentry, the fact that the county was broken through was really a frightening signal.

In the past, most of the rebellions of the rebels were just a commotion, that is, there was a county in Shandong that was lost, but that was an internal riot in the county.

But Guo Hou was different. He gathered his farmers to attack the county.

Attack the county!

This is a dangerous signal, a signal that makes the emperor sleep badly.

Attack the county today, will we attack Beiping tomorrow?

"Please stand up, gentlemen."

Zhu Zhanji sorted out his mood in an instant, turned around and sat down, and said: "I think that the gentry is domineering and even dares to rebel, in the final analysis, it is because of pampering!"

Pampering?

"Yes, it is pampering."

Zhu Zhanji said: "The Ming Dynasty treats the gentry better and better, and they are more and more dissatisfied, so the time to clean up the surrender is actually too late!"

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