My Brother-in-law is the Prince

  Chapter 321 Thousand Years Sinner

   All of a sudden...all the people who were howling were much quieter.

   It's just that almost everyone retreated one after another.

   It's a pity...they obviously have no way back.

   "Who are you...do you know what this place is?"

   No one responded to them.

  Because... the captain received the order that, except for the official uniform and scholars, the rest of the people should be killed.

  Thus...Three strikes, five divisions and two divisions, the school captains who poured in began to draw their swords.

  Where the sword light passes, there is blood rain.

   One person fell, and many people screamed with unwillingness and pain.

   There were still people who fell on the ground, not yet dead, screaming in pain.

  Actually, if they knew that being able to die happily now is actually a kind of luck in a sense, they would not be so unwilling.

  One person fell down, and in an instant, the front yard of the yamen hall was full of dead bodies.

   Immediately afterwards, the captain, who climbed over the high wall and entered from all directions, began to search from everywhere.

  The remaining people who survived continued to retreat, until they retreated to the corner.

   In front of them, there are countless swords.

  Fan Yi's face was ashen, he seemed panicked.

   But at this moment, he gradually understood that these people in front of him were not the so-called thieves.

   is the official army, and it is an elite official army.

  He tried hard to suppress the panic in his heart, and shouted: "I am the official of the imperial court...I am the official of the imperial court..."

  Everyone is sticking to the wall, only wishing that their bodies can be integrated with the wall.

   At this time, the crowd began to automatically diverge a path.

   Then I saw Zhu Di walking slowly with his hands behind his back, leading the ministers, and then stood still, staring at Fan Yi and others.

  Fan Yi immediately said: "I am not guilty, I am not guilty."

  He was eager to explain, and his speech was slurred.

  Zhu Di sneered, and suddenly glanced at Yang Rong behind him: "Is he guilty?"

  Yang Rong said: "The crime is heinous."

  Zhu Di said: "How to deal with it?"

  Yang Rong said: "Behead for public display."

  Zhu Di looked at Hu Guang again and said, "What does Hu Qing think?"

  Hu Guangdao: "If you confiscate your property, you will be executed after autumn."

  Zhu Di looked at Jin Chun and said, "What do Jin Qing's family think?"

  Jin Chun, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, was originally a guilty person. What happened in Ningguo Mansion shocked even him.

  There are some things that cannot be imagined without seeing them in person. People can be so wicked.

  He saw with his own eyes that many medical households were imprisoned in the Zhaomo Institute and were about to be burned at any time.

  Some things, if you just listen to them, you won't be touched.

   But seeing it with his own eyes, the feeling of fear has never been forgotten by him so far.

  Jin Chundao: "Your Majesty, the crime involves his family, and one more thing is that his wife and children should be exiled."

  After hearing this, Fan Yi and the others had a miserable expression on their faces.

  Zhu Di was still dissatisfied, and finally looked at Zhang Anshi.

  Zhang Anshi said: "Within the five clans, all are exiled, and all close relatives are executed. As for myself, I am cut."

   Still Zhang Anshi is ruthless.

  However, Zhang Anshi has not forgotten so far. The concept of human resources and five clans that he is thinking about is not small, and hundreds of thousands of people are involved at every turn.

  If all of them are exiled, and if they are accidentally distributed in Xinzhou, this manpower problem can be effectively solved.

  Zhu Di finally said at this time: "Shan, come...take them all."

  When Fan Yiren and others heard these words, their faces were terribly pale.

  At this time, they realized how lucky those who were killed were.

  Thinking that all close relatives will be implicated, and all distant relatives will be exiled, this is tantamount to a complete sweep.

  I worked hard all my life, and in the end, everything was destroyed.

In the face of absolute force, he was already crying bitterly, fell down on the ground with a puff, and said sadly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, even if I am guilty, how can my wife and children be blamed? They...they...are good people ...and my mother, my mother has been eating vegetarian food and praying to Buddha for decades... Your Majesty is so kind, so kind..."

  After hearing this, Zhu Di sneered in disdain.

   Then, the pair of blade-like pupils were cast aside.

Zhang Anshi was furious at this time, and said coldly: "Do you also know that your parents, wives and children are innocent? Since you know, why don't you think about it, how many people's parents, wives and children are innocent in this Ningguo Mansion? What are you pretending now?" Pitiful! How many people have lost their wives and children because of you bastard, and now you are asking for mercy with your parents, wives and children. If you don’t punish your parents, wives and children today, there will be thousands of people like you in the world. It will be even more confident, heh... how many people will suffer by then?"

  Fan Yi was so shocked that he was out of his wits, Qi Qi Ai said: "In all dynasties and dynasties, only emperors like Shang Zhou treated his subjects like this and used such torture..."

  Zhu Di suddenly said: "Then I will be Shang Zhou, and here I will be Sui Yangdi. If Shang Zhou and Sui Yangdi can kill your whole family, I will be such a foolish emperor. What else can you say?"

  After Fan Yi heard this, he was even more frightened out of his wits.

Basically, when it comes to this point, he already knows himself, so he suddenly said: "It's Mr. Jian... It's Mr. Jian... We are just following orders. Your Majesty, I am wronged. It is Mr. Jian's order. We, as How dare you disobey the order?"

Standing behind Zhu Di, Yang Rong, Hu Guangren, etc. still felt that this punishment was too heavy. Although they hated it deeply, they still felt that this was the first of its kind to kill the close relatives of the ministers and exile the five clans. It became like a raging fire, and once it opened its mouth, it couldn't be stopped.

  But now... Listening to Fan Yi's sophistry, plus what they learned from Wu Zhizhan, there is only an indescribable disgust in my heart.

  Zhu Di laughed, looked at him contemptuously and said, "That's right, none of you can run away, everyone has a share, so...don't shirk your own guilt, someone...take it down..."

  All the school captains obeyed the order, and swarmed up, holding Fan Yiren and others as easily as if they were carrying chicken cubs.

   Fan Yi was still yelling.

  At this time, someone tremblingly said: "I...I...I am not a criminal judge, I am an ordinary citizen, I am an ordinary citizen."

   But it was an old man in a shawl and Confucian shirt, and at this time he complained about his grievances.

  Zhu Di only glanced sideways, his eyes full of indifference.

  The man still yelled: "I don't have an official position, I'm just an ordinary person, why should I be arrested? Your Majesty... Do ordinary good people also want to be arrested?"

  The seven or eight village sages and gentry around him also begged bitterly: "I was wronged, wronged, wronged through the ages."

  Seeing Zhu Di standing still, motionless.

  Zhang Anshi went forward: "There is no need to bind these few, and there is no need to embarrass them. They have not committed any crimes yet."

  The village sages and gentry breathed a sigh of relief.

  Yang Rong and others nodded secretly. What they fear most is that the court will kill innocent people indiscriminately because of His Majesty's anger.

  The headed old man hurriedly bowed to Zhang Anshi: "Thank you...thank you...the villain Xia Chang, he is just an ordinary person, student...student...Leave now."

   "Leave?" Zhang Anshi suddenly showed an interesting expression, and continued: "What kind of place do you think this is, come and go as soon as you say?"

  Xia Chang was shocked, and hurriedly said, "Young one, I'm innocent."

Zhang Anshi said: "If there is no investigation, how do you know if you are guilty or not? Come on, please sit around and send someone to search their homes. Take a look and see if they have hidden fields and households. ...Whether they have a share in the matter of conscripting Ding Ding. Check again to see if there are any evil deeds in the village on weekdays. Especially the hidden households and hidden fields, which are all tax money from the imperial court, but were They concealed it and caused the court to suffer huge losses, what crime is this?"

"This is deceiving the emperor and stealing the treasury. To put it more seriously, they dare to steal the taxes and taxes of the court and the government. They are so bold that I think... they even dare to rebel. So, check carefully Check to see if there are weapons and instruments of torture hidden in their homes. If they don’t find them, they will be punished as deceiving the emperor. Once they are found, they will be punished for treason, ransacking their homes, beheading, and exiled.

   "Here."

  After hearing this, Xia Chang felt his brain buzzing.

   Yintian and Yinhu are the most routine operations, and there is no one who does not do this on weekdays.

   And this kind of thing is also introversion.

  As long as there are sages in the village, with a little bit of conscience, they feel that the court and the government have difficulties. Ordinary ordinary people have to bear such a heavy tax, and they should pay more or less grain tax. Then... no one else needs to pay, but you alone. People can save a thousand shi rice a year, but you only have six or seven hundred shi. Whenever there is a famine, the granary is full of grain. How much grain does your family have?

The final result... this kind of conscience is worthless at all, because after ten or twenty years, people will rely on this kind of accumulation and take advantage of the famine to acquire a large amount of land, and the land they own may be three times, five times or even more than you Ten times, after slowly widening the gap with you, as long as your family encounters a slight crisis, your family may fall, and the rest of the gentry will be like vultures, eating up your land completely.

Therefore, the process of land accumulation and mergers is the same as the accumulation of primitive capital. It is a zero-sum game. The so-called conscientious gentry just don’t pay taxes on weekdays and wantonly annex bankrupt farmers in disaster years. The land, and then take out a little bit of money and food, just give some porridge and water.

  Even if it is such a charity, there is a corresponding reward, because during any catastrophe, to encourage gentry and village sages to do good deeds, often the court and government will have corresponding rewards for the number of supervisors, or other aspects of care.

  How is it possible to do purely good deeds?

   Isn't that a prodigal?

  In the order of the ancient countryside, the interests of the family are the foundation of everything. What determines a person's character is always whether a person can maximize the continuous benefits to the family!

  Even if one person wants to show kindness, once it goes too far, it will inevitably be strongly opposed by the entire family, uncles and brothers.

  Human attributes will gradually degenerate.

This is quite like some so-called big companies in later generations. The so-called president must conform to the interests of shareholders. Once the interests of shareholders are violated, he may have done a good deed, but in fact, in his circle, he is destined to be notorious. Notable.

To put it bluntly, it is because of such rules of the game that such rural moral standards have been formulated, and there is also a matching mechanism of so-called family law and family law. On this basis, a theory similar to the Tao of Confucius and Mencius was born. Base.

  Not to mention Ningguo Mansion, even in the whole world, how many families do not have Yinhu and Yintian?

   As for weapons and instruments of lynching...

  Who doesn't have it? Without these, how can family law and family law have deterrent power? How to deal with disobedient tenants?

  Xia Chang shouted loudly at this time: "You are trying to force the common people to death, this is to..."

   Zhang Anshi took a step forward, and his heart was already on fire.

  I, Zhang Anshi, are wicked enough, but you are even worse than me. I, Zhang Anshi, still know that I am wicked, so I dare not stand on the high ground of morality. I always behave with my tail between my legs, and never plausibly pretend that I am a kind person. But this old dog, who has gotten a huge advantage, dares to call himself a small man?

  Zhang Anshi stepped forward, papa papa...

  The backhand is six or seven slaps.

   Xia Chang has never been insulted like this in his whole life.

  Zhang Anshi said: "Old dog, if you dare to chatter, I will cut you."

  So Xia Chang and the others didn't dare to speak anymore, they just kept crying, as if they had been wronged and wronged by the sky.

  Zhu Di glanced at these people with disgust, and then asked, "Where is Jian Yi?"

   As he spoke, he continued to enter the depths of the mansion.

   When we arrived at the house, the place was already surrounded by people.

  Someone kicked open the door.

  Zhu Di stepped into the room, and saw a person hanging in mid-air, dangling in the room.

  Jian Yi...hanged himself.

  Zhu Di only frowned.

   "Suicide in fear of crime." Zhu Di sneered disdainfully.

   On the contrary, Yang Rong, Hu Guangren, etc., although they know that Jian Yi has committed a lot of crimes, but after all, they have some friendship on weekdays.

  At the moment, I couldn't help but have reddish eye circles, I just tried to hold back, turned my head away, and couldn't bear to see this Minister of the Ministry of Officials in such a mess.

Xia Yuanji was even more sad, because... during the time of Emperor Taizu Gao, Jian Yi and Xia Yuanji were called the two gentlemen. At the beginning, the two drank together and swore together to help the world. If they can enter the center in the future, It is necessary to make a life for the common people, and it is necessary to make a contribution to the world.

  At that time, they were all young, high-spirited, with the pride unique to scholars.

  They are dragons and phoenixes among people, and they are the best among young talents. When they read about the rise and fall of the world, they will shed tears, and when they talk about the suffering of the people, they will be overwhelmed with pain.

  They even talked about how to reduce the corvee of the common people, holding candlelight night talks, talking about excitement, replacing wine with tea, shouting happily.

  But now... what Xia Yuanji sees is nothing but a ruined Duke Jian.

  Zhang Anshi stepped forward and saw a note on the copy.

  He took the note, only glanced at it, and then sent it to Zhu Di.

  Zhu Di took it, looked down, and saw four words written on the note: "Sinner for thousands of years!"

  Zhu Di looked at these four characters indifferently.

  Everyone fell silent.

   "Jian Gong...Jian Gong..." Xia Yuanji finally couldn't hold back, and burst into tears.

  He rushed forward, trying to remove Jian Yi's body.

  Several school captains had to go up to help, and the body was taken down. Xia Yuanji was afraid that someone would see the ugly scene of Jian Yi committing suicide at this time, so he quickly covered Jian Yi's hideous face with his long sleeves.

  Zhang Anshi simply took a square handkerchief and sent it to Xia Yuanji.

  Xia Yuanji carefully covered Jian Yi's face with a square handkerchief, and after placing it securely, he couldn't help crying again.

  Zhu Di said angrily: "Why are you crying, people who are ten thousand dead should be like this,"

  But Xia Yuanji couldn't hold back his tears, he just beat his chest and fell down. He couldn't contain his tears, nor could he control his emotions.

  Zhang Anshidao: "Your Majesty, according to investigation..."

He paused, and then said: "Although Mr. Jian is the Minister of the Ministry of Officials, his family doesn't have much money. The last time he ransacked his house, the most valuable thing he took from his house was an inkstone worth three taels of silver. The rest are mostly books, nothing else. His wife and children... live on a daily basis, and they are only a little more prosperous than ordinary people's homes. I also heard that Emperor Taizu Gao and His Majesty gave him a lot of favors. Thanks, he used it to donate to some impoverished scholars who came to the capital to take the imperial examination..."

  Zhu Di's face finally softened a little.

  At this time, Jian Yi gave people an indescribable emotion.

  Zhu Di then turned around and left, saying: "Contain his body and bury it hastily, not a big burial."

  Everyone sighed and sighed.

   opened the treasury.

   It was discovered that at this time, the treasury of the Ningguo Mansion was actually empty.

   Immediately afterwards, reports were sent one by one.

  People who were to be arrested everywhere were brought to justice one after another.

   And the prefectural city of Ningguo Mansion actually had plague.

   At this moment, many people panicked and advised Zhu Di to return to Beijing immediately.

At this time, Zhu Di looked extremely calm, and said: "Order Zhang Anshi, immediately dispatch the Model Camp and Jinyiwei, clean up the streets on the spot, and release drugs. Don't panic, the sky will not fall. I am here, and the people here can feel at ease. Only Teach them to obey the orders of the government, and there will be no big troubles."

  The mansions of each family began to be searched.

  Outside of Fucheng, all those who were executed immediately went outside the city. After the execution, the bones were burned on the spot, and then a pit was dug to bury them.

  Jin Chun, Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishment, has begun to direct the guards, and continues to search for clues according to the picture. The entire Ningguo Mansion was filled with awe.

  Zhang Anshi asked someone to carry Yao Guangxiao's body, and when he arrived at the shed, he asked someone to feed him warm water.

  Zhang Anshi always felt that this monk... seemed to be holding his breath.

  It was evening.

  Suddenly...Chen Li hurried over and said, "Mr. Yao...has been resurrected from the dead!"

  Zhang Anshi was actually not sure before, but now he couldn't help but said: "Really? He won't die like this, he really became a Buddha."

   But hearing that Yao Guangxiao was not dead, Zhang Anshi, who had been depressed for a long time, was genuinely relieved.

  Chen Li, however, said worriedly: "Humblely, I think...it should be...the oil is exhausted and the lamp is dry. It seems that there is something wrong. I can't rest assured, and I have been hanging my breath..."

  Zhang Anshi frowned in surprise, his heart that had finally loosened suddenly sank again.

  However, he actually knows about this kind of thing. Some people clearly know that the life mechanism has reached the limit, but because of some regrets, they have been holding on.

  How much willpower and persistence does this require?

   "This monk...it seems...it is possible to become a true Buddha." Zhang Anshi said with a bit of sadness, "Take me there."

  When Zhang Anshi arrived, Zhu Di had already arrived, and everyone was waiting outside.

  Zhu Di finally didn't hold back, and wept.

   On the couch.

  Yao Guangxiao couldn't win his eyes, he stretched out his withered hand, but the withered hand only moved once.

  Zhu Di hurriedly grabbed his hand, but it was icy cold.

  Yao Guangxiao opened his mouth gently, and Zhu Di had to put his ear to Yao Guangxiao's mouth.

Yao Guangxiao spoke intermittently in a low voice: "Your Majesty... Poor Monk... I have been with Your Majesty for many years, and His Majesty boarded the Great Treasure... Everyone told my ministers... Monk was wrong, wrong... Today... Poor Monk will know... Monk did not Wrong... poor monk... die without regret."

  Zhu Di held his hand tightly, as if he was afraid that he would be lost all of a sudden, and said with a sob in his mouth, "Don't talk, don't talk, just rest, you can definitely survive."

Yao Guangxiao said: "I can't survive, the poor monk just...wanted to see His Majesty again, came...before coming...the poor monk thought that the matter of the poor monk's fate was over, it was gone...no worries, but at the last moment...the poor But the monk suddenly...thought, no matter what, he must see His Majesty again, and take a look at His Majesty. The poor monk has a lot to say, but...but I can't finish it. I am satisfied just seeing Your Majesty."

  Zhu Di burst into tears, and said sadly: "I... I'm sorry, Master Yao, I..."

  Yao Guangxiao said: "Your Majesty... Zhang Anshi is the one who passed on the mantle of the poor monk... This man is here... the poor monk is here, he is alive, even though the poor monk is dead, he is still alive..."

Although Yao Guangxiao couldn't open his eyes, he seemed to be smiling when he said this. He was unusually calm, and said in a very weak voice: "Your Majesty... this person... has a small fault, but he has great wisdom and courage. Your Majesty must rely on him." ...in this way...in this way..."

  He started talking nonsense behind: "In this way... many children... can laugh..."

  He seemed to be extremely tired, and after a pause, he said again: "Your Majesty, please call Zhang Anshi...Call Zhang Anshi..."

  Zhu Disheng was afraid that he would have regrets, so he ran to open the door quickly, and shouted: "Zhang Anshi!"

  Zhang Anshi trotted in too.

  Zhu Di stood by the window with his hands behind his back, and raised his head to keep his tears from falling.

  Zhang Anshi has arrived at the side of the sick bed.

  Yao Guangxiao seemed to have sensed Zhang Anshi's breath, and his lips moved almost inaudibly.

  Seeing him like this, Zhang Anshi hurriedly bent down.

  Yao Guangxiao's lips could hardly be opened and closed, as if the sound was made from a trachea, so low that it was almost unrecognizable.

"You...you have to remember...if the conflict is unavoidable, the meeting of swords and soldiers...also...will inevitably happen, then...don't be kind to women...you have to strike first, you have to cut the weeds and roots, and you must never...have compassion...remember , remember...you must not...a woman's benevolence...should be broken, and you will be disturbed by it. Don't...don't believe what other people say about benevolence, righteousness and morality. You must be worse than them, more ruthless than them..."

   This was the first time that Yao Guangxiao didn't talk about money when talking to him.

  Zhang Anshi cried, and the tears fell drop by drop like sudden raindrops.

  He began to miss the time when the other party asked him for sesame oil money.

  Zhang Anshi wiped his tears vigorously, and said, "I...I know..."

  Yao Guangxiao continued: "If...if deception can paralyze others, then deceive them...if...if killing people can solve the problem, then don't hesitate...don't hesitate, don't hesitate in trouble..."

"Don't... don't take one step at a time... Life is alive... Life is life... It seems that there are many choices, but... But in fact... Ordinary people have no choice since they are born. The poor monk is like this, you...you are also like this. You The only choice...the choice...is to live. When you meet a stone in your way, you just...you kick him away, and when you meet someone who stops you, you kill him. You...you have to live, live well ..."

   As he spoke, he seemed to have exhausted his last bit of energy, but he still seemed to have more meaning, and said softly: "Call Your Majesty...Call Your Majesty."

  Zhang Anshi hurriedly said: "Your Majesty."

  Zhu Di was already in tears, and hurried over.

   And at this moment... the monk suddenly opened his eyes.

  These eyes... still have spirit.

  He opened his mouth, and suddenly his voice became louder: "Zhang Anshi is like the flesh and blood of the poor monk, if your majesty recites the poor monk's merits, all the blessings, and all the blessings will be given to Zhang Anshi...he...he will give the poor monk...to his death...to his death..."

  The voice fell.

  Those eyes, though open, have lost all their spirit.

  Yao Guangxiao gradually became stiff.

   But at this moment, there seemed to be a mysterious smile on his face.

  Just like Yao Guangxiao in ordinary times, always mysterious and unpredictable.

   Zhu Di subconsciously said: "Amitabha, Amitabha."

  Zhang Anshi took two steps back, bowed heavily, and kowtowed three times to Yao Guangxiao. He wanted to stand up, but found that he seemed to have exhausted all his strength, and just wanted to cry on the ground.

  Zhu Di stood there blankly, he looked closely at Yao Guangxiao, and remained silent for a while.

  Finally, he stepped forward, took Yao Guangxiao's hand, and said solemnly: "Go away yourself, your funeral will be taken care of by Zhang Qing, and I will teach you that you will have no regrets in this life."

   After all, Zhu Di seems to have aged a lot all of a sudden.

   Zhang Anshi was still lying on the ground, and there was a low and deep cry.

   Zhu Di suddenly walked up to Zhang Anshi's side, grabbed Zhang Anshi's lapel, and picked him up like a chicken.

He kept his face sullen and tried to open his eyes wide, as if this could cause tears to overflow, and said quietly: "Don't be sad, master Yao's temperament, I know, he doesn't have any regrets, if he has any regrets, it's just I hate you guy, you are always too weak. Wipe away your tears, you are shy, like a woman, what a big deal you have done."

   As he spoke, Zhu Di suddenly didn't collapse for a while, and burst into tears: "Master Yao is dead, my Master Yao...he is dead..."

  The sound is like a bell, with endless grief.

  Zhang Anshi just wiped away his tears, and then he became numb: "..."

  The ministers outside were shocked when they heard this movement, and seemed to understand something at once.

  Everyone hurriedly pushed the door and entered. Seeing this, everyone felt as if they were mourning.

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