The Chief Envoys of Qufu County and Shandong Province both came with official memorials. The things mentioned in them were mysterious, such as the Holy Sect being humiliated, the country's generals losing their country, etc...
The emperor just threw the impeachment memorial on the Long case aside, sneered, and said to Xia Shouzhong: "After reading these memorials, I thought my dynasty was about to perish!"
hehe……
Xia Shouzhong laughed and said, "These scholars like to exaggerate. Why should the emperor be angry about this? It's not worth it to make the dragon body so angry."
"Why would I be angry because of this? What I am angry about is Jia Cong, a young man who is so kind to women. What did he do to save Xia Jiang? If I really wanted to save face, how could I accept his request and send Xia Jiang to Shandong?"
Xia Shouzhong couldn't accept the emperor's words, so he could only laugh innocently and follow the emperor out of the palace.
"By the way, did your father tell me what to do with Fang Yin?"
Xia Shouzhong's expression became complicated, and he replied with a mixture of laughter and tears: "The square seal is now in Princess Chun's hands. The sage said, let Princess Chun hold it and play with it."
Uh~
Now the emperor's expression became complicated. Even if the seal was "fake," it couldn't be thrown to a child as a toy.
He thought for a while and asked: "Go to the Dragon Head Palace and put away the seal..."
"Your Majesty, I once advised the saint. The saint said that since it is fake, then don't take it too seriously, just like the jade in Rongguo Mansion. The more you don't take it seriously, the less serious it is."
If the pardon master knew what the saint said, he would definitely drag the old saint to have a drink - a confidant!
At that time, Mrs. Wang and the old lady were so confused that there was a scene involving jade, which shocked him into a cold sweat.
If he hadn't secretly sent someone to spread the news to the whole city, Baoyu might have "died of serious illness" long ago.
The emperor also came to his senses at this moment. His father was worthy of being his father, and he was still several levels above him when it came to playing with people's hearts.
Spring is late, and the day of recovery for all things comes later this year.
The emperor took a leisurely stroll. He originally wanted to visit the six bureaus and five temples and yamen of the imperial city, but after thinking about the stacks of impeachment memorials on his desk, he finally stopped at the gate of the palace.
Forget it, if you go to the imperial city now, you will definitely be stopped and scolded by the officials.
Just as the emperor was about to return to the Qinzheng Palace, a figure suddenly appeared outside the palace gate. He immediately hurriedly avoided the palace gate and walked to the northeast of the palace city.
"Come on, hurry up, if you're late, you'll be stuck here."
Xia Shouzhong only glanced outside the palace gate and immediately followed the emperor's footsteps.
A large group of people from the Ministry of Rites, the Imperial Procuratorate, the Sixth Section, the Imperial College, etc. came to negotiate with the imperial guards at the gate of the palace.
Even at this moment, Xia Shouzhong could tell the identities of several people from their voices. They were all hard-core people who dared to grab the emperor's sleeve and spray him in the Fengtian Palace.
Before arriving at the Dragon Head Palace in the northeast of the palace city, the emperor couldn't help but hold his forehead.
Are these people crazy? Even his father didn’t let him go!
Xia Shouzhong hid outside the Yimen and took a sneak peek, then turned around and smiled bitterly: "Your Majesty, it's Duke Yan and several other scholars in the capital."
"We can't stay in this palace anymore. You go and deliver the decree and let Hong'er supervise the country. I'm sick and need to go to the palace outside the city to recuperate."
Come again?
Xia Shouzhong had to remind: "Your Majesty, it's okay for you to hide all the time. I can't resist the spit of those people. You have to make up your mind early on about Qufu."
The emperor walked towards the harem without looking back, and said to Xia Shouzhong: "What are you planning? Jia Cong has already set up the stage, so let him sing well. Send a message to the Governor's Mansion, mobilize three thousand forbidden troops quickly Go south and obey Jia Cong's orders. I still don't believe it. The Kong family is really as white as a piece of white paper, with no ink at all. Let Jia Cong investigate carefully and kill when necessary. If there is trouble, I will... Jia Enhou Carry it, you’re afraid of a bird!”
The emperor cursed him with curse words, so Xia Shouzhong naturally did not dare to delay.
He drafted an imperial edict, stamped it with a big seal and quickly sent it to the Governor's Mansion.
The British Duke Zhang Yue, who was in charge of the Metropolitan Government, did not say that the imperial edict was not in compliance with the rules without the approval of the cabinet.
Regarding the matter, with a wave of his hand, he mobilized three thousand of the most elite cavalry from the Twelve Guards of the Beijing Camp, led by three thousand household officers, and rushed to Shandong.
I don't know if it's a coincidence or not, but the troops transferred from the Shenwu Camp are Liu Xianglian's tribe.
Liu Xianglian, who had just learned about the result of the marriage proposal from Prince Zhongshun, was sitting in the check-in room thinking hard about how to impress Jia She, the Marquis of Rongguo, and Jia Cong, who was far away in Shandong. However, she heard an order from the Governor's Palace, asking him to lead a thousand Shenwuying cavalry and follow them. The team rushed to Qufu, Shandong.
Da da da da…
The imperial edict said to rush there quickly, and Liu Xianglian was more anxious than anyone else.
Only five days later, three thousand cavalry arrived at the gate of Qufu County.
After receiving the news, Jia Cong put on his official uniform and, accompanied by Jia Shiyi, went to the city gate to receive the emperor's oral instructions.
This is really an oral edict because there is no way to write it down in an imperial edict.
The chamberlain, who was about to fall apart, whispered the emperor's instructions. Jia Cong asked people to settle down the imperial army for a short rest, and then returned to the inn where he had booked with a smile.
Sure enough, the emperor was tired of the Kong family's successive ill-informed and murderous edicts, which made him feel very good.
It was the last sentence, that if something happened happened, it would be his father's responsibility, which made Jia Cong feel dumbfounded.
He has not done anything to cheat his father yet.
"Sir, Mr. Qingteng is right. The Duke Yansheng's mansion can fall, but the Confucian family cannot. The Confucian sect cannot be retained, but the Confucian sect must remain. There are still a large number of great Confucian scholars who care about the country and the people. Official. After all, the world is not at the point where we can leave Confucianism, at least not yet."
Lu Xiaozu was recruited by Xu Jin and sent to assist Jia Cong in dealing with matters in Qufu.
When he learned about Qufu from Xu Jin, he almost fainted from fright. He is just a small household doctor, and he really doesn't want to get involved in such an earth-shattering event.
terrible!
The jade seal of the country, the secret sea border, the matters involving the Yanshenggong Mansion and the Zhen family, any one of them can make him dead.
It's a pity that he hesitated at that time and did not blind his eyes or deafen his ears on the spot. He could only come to Qufu County cautiously.
After two days of busy work, Lu Xiaozu was surprised to find that the Yanshenggong Mansion, which he originally respected as a god, was just like that, and it was not even as clean as his small house.
At least he, Lu Xiaozu, did not eat the flesh and blood of the people, nor did he incite the White Lotus Sect rebels, Japanese pirates and mountain bandits to burn, kill and loot in Shandong.
In the heavily guarded inn, Lu Xiaozu almost cursed in anger as he looked at the dirty things done by Yan Shenggong's house on the desk.
If Saint Confucius knew that his descendants had done so many evil things that are too numerous to describe, he would definitely pick up his fist and hammer them to death one by one in front of the Confucius Temple.
Jia Cong can no longer bear to look at the collected papers and evidence. Now when he closes his eyes, he can hear the screams of the souls who died tragically at the hands of the bandits and Japanese pirates. For those fertile lands, Yan Shenggong's Mansion is willing to commit any evil. All committed once.
In the 38th year of Zhaowu, there was a Japanese uprising in Qingzhou, in the 41st year of Zhaowu, there was a rebellion in Jinan by the White Lotus Sect, and in the second year of Yuanyou, there was a case of massacre of people by Qingshan bandits in Yanzhou...
Coupled with the rebellion of the White Lotus Sect in Qufu, behind every tragedy there is the shadow of Duke Yan Sheng's Mansion.
"Don't worry, Mr. Lu, I know the importance of this."
The teacher is right, the Confucian sect is the Confucian sect, the Confucian sect is the Confucian sect; the Yanshenggong Mansion is the Yanshenggong Mansion, and the Confucian family is the Confucian family.
Although he was very angry, the court needed Confucianism to maintain the rule of the country. Moreover, the imperial court had to establish a new Confucian family to maintain the sanctity of Confucianism.
Lu Xiaozu was afraid that Jia Cong would slaughter the Kong family in Qufu in anger, so he finally breathed a sigh of relief after hearing Jia Cong's response.
Jia Cong was silent for a while, then suddenly asked: "Is there any news from Nankong?"
"My lord, Quzhou doesn't want to go north. They said... they said..."
Lu Xiaozu hesitated for a moment and sighed: "Kong Shangsen, the head of the Kong family in Quzhou, said that his southern Kong family had nothing to do with northern Kong as early as when the previous emperor came to the Central Plains. Whether the Kong family in Qufu is alive or dead, He Nan Kong doesn't care about it at all. If it's about teaching and educating people, he Nan Kong will do his best to help.
help. Nan Kong was powerless to help with other matters. "
"This Nan Kong is quite tough, what a pity..."
Even if they don't want to, Jia Cong can't force the people from Nankong to go north to take over the mess in Qufu.
However, Kong Shangsen's words gave Jia Cong a good idea. Why did Xu Jin ask Jia Cong to distinguish between Confucianism and Confucianism, and to distinguish the Confucian family in Qufu? It was not because the Confucianism masters the knowledge at present, but for the maintenance of the country. A person who is indispensable to rule.
In the final analysis, it is a matter of education implementation. If this is the case, then it is time to propose a plan for education reform.
The implementation of compulsory education is definitely not feasible given the current financial situation of the country. Teachers alone cannot be universalized even at the state level.
The only option is to carry out elite education first, but this is not something that a person like him, who has no reputation as a scholar, can do.
By the way, Beikong is not without people of noble character. The most sincere ancestor priest, the famous Confucian Kong Xiang'an, once mentioned in his writings that high-ranking families should not be allowed to monopolize knowledge and beware of the birth of new aristocratic families.
This is an admirable old man, we might as well let him take over the Kong family...
"Master Lu, what do you think of Mr. Huai Li?"
ah?
"Mr. Huaili? Your Excellency, are you planning to push Mr. Huaili to the front? I thought your Excellency was planning to let Kong Xianglian take over the Kong family."
Lu Xiaozu thought for a while and replied: "Mr. Huaili is indeed more suitable than Kong Xianglian. He has higher seniority, greater fame, good knowledge and noble moral character."
Jia Cong nodded. It was hard to describe the direct branch of the Kong family, but the concubine branch was amazingly talented and produced several Confucian scholars with good knowledge and good character.
He did not say whether he would push Kong Xiangan to the front desk, but only asked Lu Xiaozu to speed up the preparation of the files related to Duke Yansheng's Mansion. After all, the day of the trial was approaching.
Ever since the White Lotus Sect bandits wreaked havoc in Shandong, Qufu County and even Yanzhou Prefecture have not been so lively for a long time.
Since mid-March, countless Confucian scholars and officials from Shandong, Henan, Nanzhili, and Gyeonggi have arrived, and inns in Qufu County have been crowded with scholars wearing Confucian shirts.
In the small towns and villages around the county, there are also many scholars renting them, which can be regarded as adding a lot of income to the people.
Jia Cong ordered half of the imperial army to patrol Qufu every day, and at the same time sent people to pick up his teacher Xu Jin.
Originally he disapproved of his teacher's involvement in the case, but compared to Mr. Qingteng of Liuyuan Wenkui, he always felt like being screwed when dealing with scholars all over the city.
When he welcomed the teacher to the door, the thought was still echoing in his head.
Xu Jin rubbed his little apprentice's head and laughed dumbly: "You, you, when dealing with those people, you should act like a vulgar martial artist and talk to them about the saint's classics and talk about the righteousness. Do you have that ability?"
Jia Cong smiled bitterly: "Students don't want to either, but these great scholars all talk about Confucius. Students must not let their timidity slip away. Wouldn't that mean you lose your reputation as a teacher?"
Snapped!
The blow on the head made Jia Cong feel more cordial.
Xu Jin said with a smile: "What's the reputation of being a teacher? In front of them, you are the imperial envoy of the imperial court, not the disciple of the teacher. They are trying to find ways to suppress your momentum so that the imperial court will severely punish Xia Jiang, and even This fire is burning on your body and hitting His Majesty in the face."
After teaching his apprentice for a while, Xu Jin turned his attention to Lu Xiaozu who was bowing and saluting.
"Master Lu, where are Chen Baoliang and Song Zhaolin staying? How are the preparations at the county government?"...
Lu Xiaozu replied: "Your Majesty, the Imperial Envoy, the Shandong Chief Envoy, the Punishing and Prosecution Envoy, the Patrolling Censor, and the seven great Confucians have all arrived in Qufu County and are currently living in Yanshenggong Mansion, Qufu County Post Office, and Zhicheng At the residence of Mr. Huaili, the priest of the ancestors."
Xu Jin frowned, and after a moment he sneered: "It's really ridiculous. There is already a bias before the trial begins. How do the people view the justice of the court?"
Lu Xiaozu quickly explained: "Your Excellency, the presiding judge, Mr. Chen, the inspector of Shandong Province, and Mr. Song, the censor of the patrol, are temporarily staying at the inn.
The gentlemen who lived there lived in Duke Yansheng's mansion, and the seven great scholars went to live temporarily at Mr. Huaili's house at his invitation. "
Jia Cong said in Xu Jin's ear: "Teacher, Mr. Huaili is still trustworthy. If Mr. Huaili hadn't stopped the people from Yanshenggong's mansion earlier, Xia Jiang might have been burned to death in front of the Confucius Temple."
Xu Jin nodded: "Mr. Huai Li is naturally trustworthy. He has noble moral character. If there is a clean person in the Confucius family in Qufu, it must be him. Let's go. You can follow your teacher to visit Mr. Huai Li and several great scholars." .”
With Xu Jin standing in front of him, Jia Cong immediately felt much more relaxed. In two days, Xu Jin visited many scholars and sages in the city, which opened Jia Cong's eyes.
The Liuyuan Wenkuiguo descended to earth like a literary star and used sage classics to beat a group of old men unconscious. Not only did he doubt the one-sided remarks made by Yanshenggongfu before, but he was also dragged into the imperial court by Xu Jin. carriage.
What is the most lacking thing in education reform that my apprentice mentioned before? It’s not money, it’s talent!
Qufu County gathered a large number of Confucian experts because of the case of Xia Jiang's excavation of Kong Lin. Xu Jin felt at a loss if he didn't recruit a group of people to join the gang.
Is it important to try the case? important.
But in Xu Jin's eyes, no matter how hard the case is tried, it won't turn the tables. Only the education reform that his young apprentice had been thinking about was something that could arouse his interest.
Dong dong dong dong...
"Mighty~"
Drums were beating, and the imperial guards who replaced the government officials were lined up on both sides holding whistle sticks. Under the high-hanging plaque, two seemingly majestic presiding officers sat.
Jia Cong and Kong Xiang'an sat down as deputy judges and looked coldly at the wide open gate of the county government office, which was already crowded with scholars wearing Confucian shirts.
Kong Xiang'an didn't seem to care about the outcome of the case at all. Instead, he turned his gaze to Jia Cong and whispered: "We agreed, after the case is over, you will let your teacher give a few lectures in my academy..."
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