As soon as Liu Ke returned to Yanzhou Fucheng, he immediately handed over all the troops and horses in his hands to Xu Jin.
The Thirteenth Master moved the chair to the small garden, drank some wine, and was basking in the sun, living a happy life.
Xu Jin repeatedly approached Liu Ke to discuss the matter of completely wiping out the White Lotus bandits in Shandong, but Liu Ke would firmly refuse and say, "The imperial envoy is mighty!"
As for him being an imperial envoy himself...
Sorry, I have been running around for several days and am tired and sick, so I can't move.
Prince Zhongshun, who was "tired and sick," was humming a tune under the warm sun. His soldiers skewered mutton and grilled it on a makeshift grill until it was sizzling with oil. Jia Cong could smell the aroma of meat as soon as he entered the yard.
"Master, Master Xiao Jia is here."
Upon hearing the soldier's report, Liu Ke raised his eyelids slightly and said impatiently: "I am seriously ill and cannot travel. If you want to be your teacher's lobbyist, go out and turn left to go back to the government office."
"What lobbyist? No, no, I'm here to ask Master Thirteen for help."
Jia Cong unceremoniously took over the job of the soldier. He was the professional when it came to barbeques and the like.
Sizzsssssssssss...
As soon as the seasoning was sprinkled, the aroma of grilled skewers tickled the tip of Liu Ke's nose.
Jia Cong handed the roasted meat to Liu Ke, who had already opened his eyes, and smiled: "Well, I have something to ask Master Thirteen for help. Send a letter to Jingli..."
Liu Ke picked up the skewers and glanced at Jia Cong: "Tell me, who do you want to trick again? Let's talk about it first. I, the Fourteenth and Liu Ye, have been hard to make moves recently. I tricked them a lot in the past few days. , it just doesn’t make sense to trick them again.”
Uh~
Jia Cong shook his head dumbfounded: "I'm not trying to trick anyone, I just want to ask the Thirteenth Master to write a letter to the Princess, asking her to go to the palace more often and talk to my eldest sister more."
Um?
Liu Ke stopped playing strings suddenly, and his expression became solemn: "Someone is plotting against the Concubine Xian? Or is it someone plotting against the child in her belly? Please tell me the truth about the matter."
Sure enough, there are no fools in the royal family except for the idiot Liu Wei, the fourteenth old man.
Especially the emperor's favorite brother in front of him is simply a personal ***. Jia Cong didn't even say another word, he already guessed what was going on.
After Jia Cong recounted the contents of the old lady's letter in detail, Liu Ke put away his cynicism and thought carefully about the various possibilities.
"Fourth brother is having a hard time having children. So far, there are only three or two big cats and kittens. These people are really crazy. Aren't you afraid that fourth brother will go crazy and kill him?"
well! Someone is targeting the Jia family. They are targeting His Majesty the Emperor's harem!
Liu Ke was extremely tired of the royal father's mistrust of his son and his brother's murder of his brother. He sighed and became depressed.
"Today you kill me, and tomorrow I will kill you, killing here and there, even my own nephew. They are really... the most ruthless emperor's family!"
"Master Thirteen..."
Jia Cong also didn't expect that his family's affairs would make this dandy prince, who seemed not to care about anything, have these emotions.
Liu Ke chuckled and cheered up a little: "It's not appropriate for the princess to go to the palace. I will write a letter to the princess. Doesn't your family want to marry the princess? Just use this excuse. Sister Huang She has an upright temperament, and letting her go to the palace to cause trouble can also make people who care about her worry a little bit."
Although Liu Ke did not mention which imperial sister she was, the only person who discussed marriage with the Jia family was Liu Shule, the eldest princess of Deqing, so she was a good candidate.
"Actually, you don't have to worry about it. It will cause chaos. The harem has the queen mother in charge and Yang Fei is there, so how can anyone take advantage of it. Your old lady... forget it, this matter is indeed a bit strange. The specific situation of Yanzhou being besieged at that time I all know it from your teacher, how come those people in Beijing know it so well. If you want to check it out, just check it out, I will write a letter to Fourth Brother."
Jia Cong stood up and bowed to Liu Ke: "Thank you Thirteenth Master. In fact, I also know that I am a little frightened. I just can't let go after thinking about it..."
I originally planned to discuss the matter of the Kong family in Qufu with Liu Ke, which shows that he is obviously very energetic.
If it didn't go well, Jia Cong stopped thinking about it, helped him roast some mutton, chatted for a while, and listened to him getting ready for a lunch break before saying goodbye and leaving.
After leaving the courtyard, Jia Cong wandered around the city boredly with his soldiers. The more he walked around, the more he felt heavier.
Yanzhou City was besieged for six days, with thousands of casualties among soldiers and civilians in the city. It is a bustling place close to Surabaya, but few people go there these days.
From time to time, people at the four gates carried white flags, scattered paper money, and sent the coffin out of the city. There were bursts of crying all the way, which made people feel very uncomfortable.
"Little Third Master, look over there, it seems to be Yan Chenglin from the Yan family..."
Jia Cong looked in the direction of the soldier's finger, and saw a middle-aged man wearing white linen mourning clothes holding a spiritual tablet in his arms, followed by several teenagers, each walking in from the west city gate with a spiritual tablet.
Pedestrians around him stepped aside one after another, and acquaintances came closer to greet him. Yan Chenglin, the leader, looked sad, and the pedestrians sighed.
The servants over there also saw Jia Cong not far away. After reporting to his master, Yan Chenglin handed the spiritual throne to the young man behind him, and then walked quickly to Jia Cong.
Yan Chenglin bowed deeply and said solemnly, "Yan Chenglin of the Yan family, on behalf of everyone in the Yan family, thank you for avenging the tragic death of the Yan family!"
"Oh, Yan Ju people don't have to be like this. The people are suffering. I went south to fight the rebellion and suppress the bandits. It is my duty to defend the land and protect the people. There is no need to say thank you. But the people are suffering because the government has failed in its duty. Don't blame me, Yan Ju people. It is unfavorable for officials to fight against chaos."
Jia Cong helped Yan Chenglin, who was bowing down, and saw that his eyes were covered with red bloodshot eyes. Thinking of his father Yan's illness, he asked, "Is Master Yan okay?"
"Sir, my father heard that the Shandong bandits were annihilated by the imperial army, and he is in better spirits. This time he went out to the city to handle the funeral of a family member. In order to prevent his father from getting emotional and crying when he saw it, the student did not let my father leave the city. I will wait for my father's body another day. If you feel better, I will go to the government office to thank you all."
Speaking of this, Yan Chenglin looked around and whispered: "Yanzhou is besieged by bandits. Your Excellency is busy fighting the rebellion and defending the city. You may not know that someone from Jinan is visiting and communicating. It is rumored that the Imperial Envoy has framed Yan Shenggong's Mansion and the Bailian bandits. Collusion, intending to raid Yan Shenggong’s mansion..."
Jia Cong's eyes narrowed and his expression became cold.
He stared into Yan Chenglin's eyes and asked coldly: "Where did Yan Juren get the news?"
I heard Yan Chenglin smile bitterly and reply: "The Yan family still has some reputation in Shandong Shilin. Before the siege of Yanzhou was lifted, someone came to the house to find my father and wanted my father to commit suicide. This matter is unusual, sir, please be careful. "
Jia Cong asked again: "Why did Yan Juren inform this official?"
The sadness on Yan Chenglin's face faded a bit, and he seemed to be sarcastic: "My father rejected the visitor's invitation to sign a petition and told the students the reasons. The White Lotus bandits in my country originated in the south of the Yangtze River, but they flourished in Shandong. If the Kong family didn't collude with him, the students wouldn't believe it at all. Just as Duke Yansheng left Qufu, the White Lotus bandits captured the heavily defended Qufu City. Sir, how could it be possible for more than a thousand bandits to conquer the garrison of thousands of elite soldiers from outside? The Holy Land of Confucianism?"
The county magistrate of Qufu County has always been held by the Kong family. There were not only two thousand imperial troops stationed in the county, but also thousands of private soldiers of the Confucius government. More than a thousand bandits easily broke through the city defended by thousands of people. Are you treating people like fools?
Without the collusion of the Kong family, how could there have been natural disasters and man-made disasters in Shandong, causing tens of thousands of innocent people to die tragically?
His little niece...
The Kong family, damn it!
The anger on Yan Chenglin's face was beyond words, and he bowed and bowed again: "Sir, what the student said is from the bottom of his heart. The scholars have been rebelling for ten years, but the Confucius family is very powerful in Shandong, and the officials are talking about things, which is not a good thing for the court or you. Sir, it is better to make plans in advance. Wait until the students go home and take care of their household affairs, and then go to the government office to pay a visit to the Imperial Envoy."
Jia Cong nodded and watched Yan Chenglin leave.
He did not doubt what Yan Chenglin said that gathering scholars to make trouble was a common method used by the Confucius family. The White Lotus Sect has been causing trouble one after another in Shandong. The Kong family has more and more land, and now it almost takes up 30% of the fertile land in Jinan, Yanzhou and Qingzhou Prefecture.
As Yan Chenglin said, who would believe it if there was no collusion?
"Go back to the government office!"
Jia Cong watched Yan Chenglin disappear at the street corner from a distance, turned around and walked towards the government office.
As soon as he returned to the government office, Jia Cong wrote a letter and had it sent to Xia Jiang.
It has been more than half a month since this guy went to Qufu, but no news has been received. It is not clear what outrageous thing he did in Qufu, which caused a scandal among scholars in Jinan Prefecture.
Only half a day after the letter was sent, Liu Ke called Jia Cong to another courtyard in the evening. His expression was very strange, he seemed to be smiling but not laughing, and he couldn't laugh or cry.
"Xia Jiang was blocked in Duke Yansheng's Mansion, and the scholars in the city were going to put him on a pile of firewood and burn him to death in front of the Confucius Temple!"
puff……
Jia Cong couldn't help but spit out the tea in his mouth, and asked in surprise: "What on earth did this guy do? Let those scholars disregard the royal majesty and plan to burn him to death?"
"He turned Kong Lin over..."
"How to translate it?"
"Use a hoe to dig through the ground. It's said to be looking for evidence hidden by the Kong family of colluding with the White Lotus bandits."
hiss! Is this Xia Jiang crazy? That was Kong Lin, the place where the saint was buried, where the great ancestor would get off his sedan chair and walk to pay homage.
"Historical Records" records that Confucius was buried in Sishang, north of Lu City. He hid it in the ground, not reaching the spring, and sealed it in the shape of an axe, four feet high. There were pines and cypresses as Zhiyan trees, and his disciples each held their own square trees to plant them.
For thousands of years, in order to praise the holy way and strengthen their rule, later emperors have repaired and expanded Confucius Forest in all dynasties since the Han Dynasty.
Jia Cong had previously thought about asking Xia Jiang to go to Kong's house to cause trouble and stir up trouble, but he didn't let him go crazy.
Does this guy think that because he has received divine grace and become the head of the Internal Affairs Department, he can do whatever he wants?
Liu Ke was still in a funny mood, and added quietly: "He said this was because he was ordered by Jia Cong..."
"He's his mother! This bitch..."
Looking at Jia Cong who was about to jump, Liu Ke was a little gloating.
He waved his hand and asked the people in the room to get out, and then said: "This matter is quite big, you'd better go to Qufu. You will take the imperial examination in the future, so you can't have too much trouble with Shilin. If nothing can be done, just burn Xia Jiang to death in front of the Confucius Temple, and I will tell Fourth Brother then."
Jia Cong gratefully bowed his hands to Liu Ke and said, "Thank you Thirteenth Master for planning for me, but this matter has not yet reached that point. Xia Jiang has to be saved. If he is really burned to death, then he will be beaten." His Majesty’s face.”
Liu Ke nodded slightly, this is the truth.
The Kong family borrowed the hands of Shilin people to slap the emperor in the face, but the emperor couldn't hit him back, which was really annoying.
"You should think about it yourself. Xu Jin went to suppress bandits outside the city and has not returned yet. I have already sent people to look for him. When he comes back, you master and disciple will discuss it carefully. You will set off to Qufu to deal with the matter the day after tomorrow."
Jia Cong shook his head: "Forget it, I'll handle this matter myself. If I drag the teacher into trouble, it won't be worth the loss. There's no need to wait for the day after tomorrow. I'll set off now. If I go a little late, I'll really burn Xia Jiang to death." Instead, it’s passive.”
Liu Ke sent Jia Cong out, but before leaving, he suddenly grabbed him again and whispered in his ear: "You don't have to be afraid of your hands and feet. The Kong family, the Kong family, the sage Kong is the sage Kong. It's not like Yan Shenggong cannot be replaced. ,Right."
The third-grade internal prison sounds like a high-ranking and powerful person, but in the final analysis, he is just a servant of the royal family, and Liu Ke will not take him to heart at all.
But Jia Cong had to be cautious. Xia Jiang was a shady person. How could he rummaging through Kong Lin's ground like a fool? He must have discovered something extraordinary.
After traveling all night, the group arrived at the south gate of Qufu County shortly after dawn.
The city was guarded by soldiers and horses under Commander Si of the Shandong Guard, and they were well-armored and seemed to be well-equipped.
"The imperial envoy to supervise the political affairs of the Shandong Army and General Huaiyuan, Mr. Jia Congjia, is here. Please open the door quickly."
The morning bells and evening drums sounded, it was already bright, but the gates of Qufu County were tightly closed. Jia Cong looked around coldly. Except for a few common people standing on both sides of the official road with sighs, there were not even any merchants coming and going.
Jia Shiyi held up Jia Cong's official seal. The garrison generals at the top of the city looked down at the city. After a long time, they gave the order to open the city.
Door.
Jia Cong did not enter the city directly, but ordered his soldiers to be on guard. It seems that the problem in Qufu is the same as what his teacher said. I am afraid that the surname here will soon no longer be Liu.
"Third Master, why don't we go back to Yanzhou first and wait for Mr. Qingteng to mobilize heavy troops before we enter the city."
Jia Cong rejected Jia Shiyi's suggestion. When he saw Shou coming out of the city gate, he clapped his horse and moved forward.
"Last General Shandong Guard Commander Si Qianhu Li Chuntang..."
Snapped!
Li Chuntang cupped his fists and bowed slightly. In the middle of his sentence, he was whipped on the face. In sudden pain, he screamed and covered his face and retreated.
Before he could ask, Jia Cong whipped up again, hitting the hand covering his face.
"The morning bells and evening drums, the hour has passed in Qufu County, but the city gates are closed. Do you dare to disobey the rules set by the great ancestor?"
"I am a deputy imperial envoy, and I am here to inspect and supervise the political affairs of the Shandong Army. However, you blocked me from the city. What do you want to do? Rebellion?"
"Come here, take down Li Chuntang, give him a fifty-fifty stick, and put him in jail to await punishment!"
A series of accusations stunned Li Chuntang and the Baihu captain behind him. It was not until the forbidden troops from the Shenwu Camp tied him up that they realized what they were doing. They immediately started making noises, calling Jia Cong domineering and asking him to let him go, etc. .
Snap, snap, snap!
Jia Cong whipped out the whip in his hand without hesitation, hitting the faces of the three who shouted the loudest.
"How presumptuous! Where are the Imperial Guards?"
"The general is here!"
Swish, swish, swish...
The five hundred forbidden troops drew their swords in unison, and the swords pointed at them were like ice attacking, and the people shouting in front of them were all frightened.
The Forbidden Army of Shenwu Camp had just experienced a great battle, and the murderous aura in their bodies was so dense that it was about to overflow, and no one else could resist it.
Jia Cong snorted coldly and shouted: "Leave three hundred people to take over the city defense. Who dares to cause trouble? Military law is engaged! Enter the city!"
Yanshengong's Mansion is only one street apart from Qufu County Government, not far from the south gate of the county seat.
After Jia Cong and his party entered the city, they saw a crowd of people coming not far ahead, blocking the way forward.
This group of people were all wearing Confucian robes. Judging from the approximate number of people, there were at least several hundred people. The leader had white hair and an angry look on his face.
Just as Jia Cong reined in his horse and stopped, he heard the white-haired old man pointing at him angrily and scolding: "Jia Cong, son, do you still dare to come to the Holy Land of Confucianism?"
"What kind of crime should a vulgar martial artist have when his horse tramples on the holy ground?"
"Fight them out, fight them out, how can we let these villains desecrate the dignity of the Holy Land!"
"How presumptuous! Who of you dare to rush into the imperial envoy and want to die?"
Jia Shiyi shouted loudly, and then the two hundred forbidden troops shouted: "Weight! Weigh! Weigh!"
The murderous shouts interrupted the curses of the Confucian scholars. Jia Cong then slowly clapped his horse and took a few steps forward. He glanced around coldly: "I am patrolling the sky. What are you trying to do by blocking my way and cursing me?" ? If you want to rebel, the thirty thousand White Lotus bandits who were killed outside Yanzhou City will be your fate!"
"you……"
"vulgar!"
"Arrogant!"
This group of people were just provoked, and their ignorance made Jia Cong speechless.
Now he no longer dared to curse, but his face turned red with anger and his neck was thick. When Jia Cong patted his horse and moved forward, he unconsciously stepped back, and finally reluctantly gave way to a way.
Jia Cong led people through on horseback and said four words disdainfully: "Nothing!"
The current Yanshenggong Mansion was actually built by the previous dynasty. The foreigners ruled the Central Plains in the previous dynasty. In order to seek An Shilin's heart, they showed great kindness to the Confucius family in Qufu, so the majesty of the natural building was impressive.
Jia Cong raised his eyes and looked at the golden plaque hanging on the gate. He sneered in his heart. It was really luxurious. The people he saw outside the city just now were sallow and thin. He didn't know if Saint Kong would show his sage and strangle these people to death if he knew that his descendants were so oppressive to the people. A bunch of shameless people.
After dismounting and walking, Jia Cong entered the Yanshenggong Mansion from the Pilgrimage Gate. What he saw was not the Confucius Temple, the Holy Land of Confucianism, but a tall pile of firewood with a person tied to it. The purple robe of the eunuch was in tatters. first seat
Who else could Xia Jiang be?
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