Han’s Son is Not a Slave

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The officers and soldiers really killed people!

After the sound of blasting guns, the six or seven corpses made the crowd as silent as a freeze frame. A few seconds later, a young scholar let out a hysterical cry: "The pro-military killed, the pro-military killed!"

Everyone has seen the dead, but very few people who died tragically have seen it.

Several large living people were beaten into a hornet's nest in front of him, several corpses were lying on their backs, splattered with blood, puddles of blood were scattered on the ground, and they were so close to him. Humanly speaking, it's a very scary thing.

Master Song, who came from Zhaoqing Mansion, was so frightened that he fell to the ground. He was incontinent after four years of Chongzhen fame. At this moment, Master Song regretted that his bowels were blue. If he knew that officers and soldiers would really kill people, he would not listen to Li Qiushui's persuasion to lie in this muddy water. It's none of his business what the gang of officials are trying to do against the case. He doesn't care about a living emperor, let alone a dead emperor. He just wants the government to return his family property, and that's all.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!...I just want to go back to my home, I just want to go back to my home..."

Master Song howled loudly. He beat his legs desperately, but his legs seemed to be rusted and could not move. The yellow and white stuff under his **** exudes a foul stench, but it can't cover up the **** smell in the air.

Wang Wanda's eyes were round and red, but what shot out was not monstrous rage, but a terrified gaze. Looking at the corpse of Zhou Shengmin, the minister of the imperial court who had drank with him and had fun together, his teeth trembled violently. Whether it was anger or fear, he didn't know, all he knew was that the sky seemed to collapse.

The sound of Jin Yiwei's guns resounded on the square, reaching the palace that was close at hand, and also to the Shoufu Mansion not far away.

When the sound of gunshots came, Tang Wang stood up with a nervous reflex and held the princess's hand tightly.

"Eunuch Pan, is there a gun shot outside?" The princess was a little scared.

Eunuch Pan Yinglong didn't know what to say, so he just sighed.

After a moment of astonishment, King Tang reacted and said angrily to Pan Yinglong, "Go and pass on Gu's decree immediately, officers and soldiers must not kill!"

"Your Highness, calm down, this old slave will pass on it!"

Pan Yinglong didn't dare to delay, he lifted his feet and walked out, behind him came the stern voice of King Tang: "It's not even a month before the solitary confinement of the country, and there are gunshots outside the palace, you go and ask the Duke of Yue, and ask the solitary good nephew. Son-in-law, is there still loneliness in his eyes?"

In the Guo Mansion, the first assistant Guo Zhiqi looked at the direction of the palace and said two words bitterly: "Stupid!"

This is stupid, but I don't know if it is talking about Zhou Shixiang or Zhang Xiaoqi. [Love ↑ go △ small ↓ say △ network WwW.AiQu]

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In the square, the officials and gentry were shocked, and the people were dumbfounded. No one thought that the pro-military would dare to kill. Everyone thought that these pro-militaries were just false threats. The official of the court!

"Killed, killed!"

Those scholars who were the most excited and shouted the loudest slogans before finally woke up, and their courage dissipated in an instant. Moved, or fled like birds and beasts, one by one hugging their heads and mice, they only hated that their parents had fewer legs. At this moment, the excitement and bravery just now were gone, and the usual gentleness was never seen again.

What axioms, what righteousness, what fame and fortune... These are not as important as their own lives. I studied hard in the cold window, and raised them in one dynasty, because they did not sacrifice their lives in vain. The officials regarded scholars as pigs and dogs. It doesn't matter if the church doesn't want it, it doesn't matter if the Ming Dynasty doesn't want it, it doesn't matter if the official doesn't do it!

What's more, if you gnash your teeth, the thief showcai won't give me the job of an official, and won't give me the rank of entry, so I will go to the Qing Dynasty!

I learned the arts of civil and martial arts and sold it to the emperor's family. He would cut off my wealth and kill my parents! Let's watch him lift up a tall building, watch him feast on guests, and see when his tall building collapses!

Ma Anmin, the imperial censor of the Right Capital, would also be stunned. If his eyes were not mistaken, he could clearly see that Cheng Bangjun and Qin Rong had slipped away.

"Rat, An Neng can do it!"

Ma Anmin was so angry that he scolded Zhang Xiao first, and then Qin Rong, a fellow from the same year, came to persuade Lian Chengbi to persuade him. How could he think about participating in this matter? You must know that his official position as Censor of the Right Capital is Zhou Shixiang. It was given, not by any sub-auxiliary, let alone by King Tang. Now he has shot himself in the foot, and regrets how he got into the thief boat of Liancheng Wall and their thieves. This is good, and people are killed. This is a very good thing. Can't do it either!

The consequences of seeing the blood and not seeing the blood, after working for several years, the former Huizhou prefect who came to the Ming Dynasty understands very well, no matter how fierce the political disputes, no matter how noisy or noisy, there is no big deal. In the end, one side will definitely give in. Zhou Shixiang is willing to retire, and naturally everyone is very happy. If he does not retire, then they will retire. The left and right are the officials of His Royal Highness the supervisor, and they are all officials of the Ming Dynasty. Bar.

There are definitely still opportunities to fight for power and profit, and the reason can always be found again. As long as most of the officials in the DPRK and the party of Zhou do not urinate in a pot, things will always turn for the better. His Royal Highness the State Supervisor is not a fool, no matter how ignorant he is, he should know the truth of the balance between civil and military. King Tang, he will never watch the voice of Zhou Shixiang in the court, and the money and food for the soldiers and horses are also in his hands. Take control.

As long as the surname of Ming Dynasty is not Zhou, as long as the supervisor of the country is still a king, and Zhou Shixiang is still a minister, there will always be opportunities to weaken or even overthrow him. . But now, I'm afraid I can't wait for this opportunity any more. As soon as life comes out, Zhou Shixiang has to do it if he doesn't want to be Sun Kewang!

Thinking of when Sun Kewang was the king of Qin, how many officials of the Yongli court were dismissed and killed by him, and how many important officials were executed by Sun's minions in front of Yongli, but Yongli did not dare to breathe, and Ma Anmin was heartbroken. Knowing that what he thought at the time was still too naive, today's Daming is not the Daming before Jiashen. Today's Daming is no longer what the literati said, but the martial arts.

Cheng Bangjun and the others ran away, and Ma Anmin didn't dare to stay. Everyone should clean the snow in front of the door. If someone is really not afraid of death, then let this hero go to the end. Anyway, he won't die in vain at the mouths of these pro-militaries. down.

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The chaos was like throwing a firecracker into a dense crowd.

The group of gentry and commoners closest to the corpse ran to the side as if to avoid the plague, crying and howling like a ghost. Their shouting, coupled with the gang of officials and lords rushing around, the people behind thought that the pro-military had killed a lot of people, and the front was already bloody, and suddenly a group of fronts were in chaos.

"Everyone, run, if you don't run, you will die!"

This sudden shout was like a life-threatening talisman, and it stirred people into chaos. No one would ask if it was true or not, let alone how many people died. The crowd would only know that the officers and soldiers were not threatening them, but Really kills because they heard the gunshots.

There are many people, sometimes it is beneficial, at least the momentum is so terrifying that people can look at it from a distance and want to retreat. But once encountering something unexpected or too frightening, the number of people becomes the biggest drawback. Crowds are blind, and the responses of a few people tend to drive a large group. The disintegration of the crowd was only a matter of moments. The people in front were eager to flee for their lives, and the people in the back didn't know what was going on. They collided with each other. Well, the team was in chaos, and everything was in chaos!

The people who fell to the ground kept crying for their father and mother, as if a catastrophe was imminent. The square in front of the huge palace was full of chickens and dogs. What was even more surprising was that there were still people taking advantage of the fire at this time.

Wang Juren from Zengcheng, who was the first to suffer, was about to flee back when a man next to him suddenly smiled at him. Before Wang Juren could react, the man punched him with a fist. On his forehead, there was a pain, sparks shot up, and the misery was still behind him. Wang Juren only felt being pulled by someone's waist, and looked down while covering his head, which he didn't know, "Aiya, my purse has been robbed!"

"Grab something! Grab something..."

The unfortunate Wang Juren kept shouting, but he soon stopped shouting, because he found that almost at the same time as he was shouting, there were endless shouts like robbing things around him. As far as the eye can see, you can see some men of five big and three rough are fiercely robbing things from the hands of the gentry and scholars, and some are even robbing officials.

Not only were some people in the crowd taking advantage of the fire, but there were also people who were doing nothing, just making trouble. They were shouting scary words, saying that officers and soldiers would kill people without blinking an eye, and everyone should run quickly. Alarmist words, lest the world be in chaos.

Because of the panic, the crowd even trampled on each other in some places, but soon, the crowd found that they could not run out, because the road to the outside world was blocked by Jinyiwei.

Teams of Jinyiwei dressed in flying fish suits held fire guns and moved forward slowly. The leading officer only repeated four words repeatedly - "Kneel down and don't kill!"

Soon, some people were so frightened that they knelt down and begged for mercy. Then, there were gentry and officials who honestly knelt down to the ground according to the demands of the pro-militaries. Lawless.

Cheng Bangjun and Qin Rong, who fled first, knelt the fastest, and their backbones became worthless in front of the gun mouth.

From east to west, from south to north, like the tide, and like the wind blowing wheat waves, the crowds fell to their knees.

A team of Jinyi guards rushed into the square with guns like countless streams pouring into the sea. The Guangzhou government officers who followed closely beat the crowd with big sticks, begging for mercy, and the voices of defense and crying fluctuated with each other. .

The initiator of the incident, the idol in the eyes of the officials and the gentry, the high official in the hearts of the common people, the former governor of the four prefectures, and the current minister of the Taichang Temple, Mr. Zhang Xiaoqi, still stood there.

Until this time, Master Zhang still couldn't believe that Zhou Shixiang's minions really opened fire to kill people, and he couldn't believe that the mighty petition team collapsed in the blink of an eye.

"You have killed the court officials in your own hands. I will not give up on this matter. If you are mad for a while, when I play and the supervising country know, I will make you and others lose their heads!" Zhang Xiaoqi's heart sank to the bottom, and his face was ashen. , looked angrily at Zhou Baoguo, the pro-military commander who was striding forward.

Zhou Baoguo gave him a cold look~www.NovelMTL.com~ and said, "Sir, don't scare me, this commander is only acting on orders, and you have seen it. Most of the crowd are outlaws. The important task of protecting the country, how can I get these little ones to gather at the palace gate, if something goes wrong, I’m afraid even adults can’t afford this responsibility, not to mention the commander.”

After Zhang Xiao heard it, he was stunned for a moment. There were indeed many Xiao Xiao in the crowd who were taking advantage of the fire. If this matter really got into the custody of the country, Jin Yiwei would be able to use this as an excuse to get out. Don't you die in vain?

No, I must seek justice for Zhou Shengmin and the others!

Zhang Xiaoqi snorted angrily, and turned to go to Lian Chengbi to discuss the matter. He didn't want to move when he heard a roar: "Kneel down!"

The lingering sound was still in my ears, but Zhang Xiaoqi's knees suffered a sharp pain, and then his legs involuntarily "thumped" and fell to the ground.

"Gathering a crowd to rebel is a capital crime. Master Zhang thinks he can escape today?"

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