Chapter 242, Destruction of statues, rebellion!

Style: Historical Author: winter thirty girlsWords: 5361Update Time: 24/02/20 15:18:32
The Kong family is proud.

Confucius was born, and he has been revered as a saint for thousands of years. His legacy is so rich that not even many emperors can compare with it.

The children of the Confucius family did have the arrogance to ridicule Fengyang Zhu for being a nouveau riche and a small family.

So the Kong family is also angry now.

This upstart is now ordering people to destroy the statue of Confucius. In the Confucius Temple, over the years, who has not been respectful and sincere when entering this place?

Except for officials and scholars, the guards here are cautious and proud, and the handymen and craftsmen who come in to do business are cautious and respectful.

Now there is such blasphemous excitement in the eyes of these reckless men!

No matter how stupid Kong Wenshao is, he also knows that all the benevolence and glory of Yan Shenggong's mansion comes from his ancestors.

Faced with the current situation, he was so proud and angry that he had no choice but to express himself by crying.

Crying is a sign of weakness, and crying cannot stop subsequent protests. Crying can also show that he, a descendant of Confucius, is extremely filial.

Therefore, Kong Wenshao burst into tears and screamed. Zhang Fujing frowned and waited for a while before asking: "Shenggong Yan, the holy will is clear. This statue is to be demolished, not moved."

Kong Wenshao raised his head with a sad look on his face: "That's a statue of our ancestors. How is destroying it different from killing the remains of our ancestors? If I ask you to go back to the back house, it will only be viewed and remembered by the Kong family like a portrait. Will the governor not let it go?"

The formal sacrificial occasion has been decided to worship the wood owner, but now it is a private matter in the Kong family's house, so there is nothing wrong with Kong Wenshao's metaphor.

There are indeed people who pay homage to the portraits of their ancestors.

Zhang Fujing shook his head: "I am just following the order. If Duke Yan Sheng wants to pay homage to the statue in the future, he can spend a lot of money to hire skilled craftsmen to re-sculpt it. This old statue in the Confucius Temple must be demolished to set an example for the world."

After finishing speaking, he waved his hand: "The ceremony of sacrifice has been decided. Worshiping the statue is not in accordance with the ancient rituals. It should be demolished in front of Dacheng Wenxuan and other sages to correct the etiquette and comfort the sages. With respect, After prostrating, carefully dismantle it and move it to the courtyard, then set up an incense burner to pay homage to Dacheng Wenxuan, and then destroy it!"

"As you command!"

Kong Wenshao couldn't cry anymore.

He asked Zhang Fujing to be merciful and said that Zhang Fujing would not give in. Zhang Fujing replied that this was the holy will and that he was only acting according to the order.

Moreover, the statue of Confucius in the Confucius Temple in Qufu must be destroyed in front of Confucius and other sages. This is to set an example for the world and establish the authority of the new sacrificial code.

But Kong Wenshao only felt that this was a slap in the face of the Kong family and him, Duke Yansheng.

That's too much!

"Wait a minute!" Kong Wenshao stood up, walked to Zhang Fujing, stared at him and asked, "Does His Majesty have clear instructions on how to demolish the statues of ancestors in the Confucius Temple?"

"I can make the final decision on such small matters." Zhang Fujing smiled, "If Duke Yan thinks something is inappropriate, he can go to court to impeach me."

Kong Wenshao looked at him angrily.

It is certain that he will be destroyed in person, but if Shangshu impeaches him, what will be the result of impeachment?

Kong Wenshao nodded: "In that case, when the governor dismantles the statues of our ancestors and moves them to the courtyard to offer sacrifices, can I, the descendants of the Kong family, and the officials and gentry in the city be allowed to offer sacrifices together?"

Zhang Fujing narrowed his eyes slightly, and then calmly replied: "It's all right!"

"Please wait a moment, Supervisor!"

Kong Wenshao bowed and left first.

"Dutai, are you going to call in all the pacesetters?"

Next to Zhang Fujing, the general in charge of the governor's pacesetter camp had a solemn expression.

"It doesn't need to be like this." Zhang Fujing smiled, "The more people come, the better. They don't dare to do anything. They just want to show that the governor disrespects their ancestors and acts mean and domineering. Shixian, you are an upright and upright official. With military exploits, he was selected by the Ministry of War as the commander of the governor's barracks. Your Majesty has given me another decree, and you have listened to it. Don't be in a hurry."

"...The general will obey your orders!"

He did listen to that decree. The governor Zhang Fujing is almost the one who speaks the truth in Shandong at the moment. All powers are granted based on the criterion of rebellion. In the entire Shandong Province, there are only four people including the governor, the left and right chief envoys, and Duke Yan Sheng, as well as several generals of third rank or above who he cannot directly kill.

But you can also first dismiss the case and investigate and report it to the capital.

Zhang Fujing actually had time to chat with him: "Shixian, you are fifty-two years old. Now that you are about to achieve great success, you cannot afford to have no one to succeed you as the hereditary commander of the Dengzhou Guards. Otherwise, Can I arrange a marriage for you and marry a concubine?"

The two are similar in age, but Zhang Fujing is actually two years younger than him.

"...Thanks to the care of Lao Dutai, the general has this intention. These days, I have already fallen in love with a daughter of the Wang family, but I am busy with military affairs..."

Zhang Fujing nodded: "When I finish the immediate things, I will help you take care of it myself."

The two of them were just chatting here, waiting for the people from the pacesetter camp to remove the statue of Confucius placed in the original Dacheng Hall.

The governor of Shandong, who was named Shixian, was a battalion officer whose surname was Qi and his given name was Jingtong.

Their ancestor's name was Qi Xiang, who died in battle after following Zhu Yuanzhang for twenty-eight years. In the fourteenth year of Hongwu's reign, Zhu Yuanzhang ordered that Qi Xiang's son, General Mingwei, be granted hereditary status.

Passed down to this day, the hereditary military attache position of the Qi family is the commanding officer of the Dengzhou Guard in Shandong.

For the Qi family, the starting point for the younger generation is very high as soon as they are born. After all, the hereditary official position is the fourth rank.

After Qi Jingtong inherited this position and became an official, he had made great achievements in breaking thieves. He had previously served as the commander-in-chief of Jiangnan Water Transport and the commander-in-chief of Beiwadu Division in Shandong. He was already a big official.

The Shandong Beiwa Dusi Division is located in Dengzhou, and has jurisdiction over the three coastal defense battalions of Jimo, Dengzhou and Wendeng, as well as 24 coastal defense stations.

In Shandong, the Dusi had both canal and inland military affairs to handle, as well as coastal defense military affairs to handle. After this rule was formed during the Hongwu and Yongle years, Beiwa Dusi actually controlled more troops in Shandong.

The imperial court selected Qi Jingtong to be the camp officer of Zhang Fujing's standard barracks, and the intention was obvious: to reuse Qi Jingtong, who had good official reputation and talents, to make Zhang Fujing stronger in Shandong.

Therefore, Qi Jingtong, who is fifty-two years old and has no son, is a hot commodity. There are countless people who want to marry him and have a son who will inherit the official position.

Now the hereditary ones are the fourth-rank guards and commanders, and they may be promoted to another rank in the future!

Zhang Fujing and Qi Jingtong didn't know what kind of person the "son" they were chatting about would be in the future. At this moment, Kong Wenshao was actively running around in Qufu City.

If you want to destroy the statue of Confucius, why don't you go cry to the head office?

Qi Jingtong was worried about what would happen if there were more people, but Zhang Fujing had already seen many strong winds and waves.

He calmly directed people to prepare the incense table and some simple memorial supplies.

Then, he looked at the people who entered the Confucius Temple one after another after asking for permission.

The first ones to come were naturally Kong Yan and Meng San. After they arrived, they did nothing else. The clan leader of the Kong clan, who was in his seventies, knelt down in the courtyard without saying a word, sobbing and wiping his tears.

Then, there were some scholars who "made pilgrimages to study" in Qufu. Zhang Fujing also agreed to their request.

Could he be afraid? Will Your Majesty be afraid?

What Zhang Fujing did in Shandong is about to spread to these people.

As for the slander and curses during the conversation, Zhang Fujing didn't care - he already had the reputation of being a violent man who beheaded people.

Anyway, the numerous crimes of Yanshenggong Mansion will be revealed later, and the world can take a look at what the direct descendants of Master Dacheng Wenxuan are like.

More and more people arrived, including Kong Wenfang, the county magistrate, and officials from Yanzhou Prefecture, who accompanied Zhang Fuking to participate in the politics of the Shandong vassal here.

When the officials saw that Zhang Fujing hadn't started yet, they couldn't kneel there and be a "filial son and grandson" like these Kong clan members.

The scene was quite like a funeral, except that no mourning clothes were worn.

Just when the statue of Confucius was carried out of the palace door by several strong soldiers carrying the base, Kong Wenshao also came back again.

This time, he really took off his previous Yansheng Gongxing python clothes and put on a pair of mourning clothes.

As soon as he saw the slowly moving statue, he rushed to the front and knelt down on the ground, crying loudly: "The descendants are unfilial, kneeling down to greet the statues of their ancestors!"

The statue was being carried and slowly approached. Although the face on the statue was very kind, the painted wooden statue, which was deliberately made tall and had been used for a long time, did have a sense of majesty and oppression.

Except for Zhang Fujing and Qi Jingtong, the other officials naturally joined the kneeling team when the statue appeared.

Zhang Fujing saw that some of the pacesetters guarding the surroundings could not help but kneel down, and he couldn't help but frown.

Qi Jingtong glanced at Zhang Fuking and whispered, "Do you want to scold Duke Yan Sheng for his misconduct?"

It's not really a funeral. Kong Wenshao came here wearing mourning clothes, which was indeed against the etiquette.

Zhang Fujing shook his head: No need. The more loyal and filial he appears at the moment, the more ridiculous Yanshenggong will appear in the future.

After the statue was carried to the incense table and put away, Zhang Fujing walked over and burned the incense in his hand.

His face was full of respect, but the etiquette he performed was the etiquette of a disciple, and then he said loudly: "Dacheng Wenxuan is the master. Later disciples Zhang Fu respects His Majesty's holy will and prays to the master and all the sages: This is the right thing." Sacrifice ceremony, missionary transformation, disciples with a sincere heart, will act disrespectfully and destroy the statue of their ancestor!"

"This sacrificial ceremony was decided upon by a meeting of the Ministry of Rites under the command of His Majesty. The disciples were the first to propose it. This is because for thousands of years, later generations of disciples have gradually gone astray, respecting the ancestors and sages and forgetting the fundamentals of teaching and enlightening the world!"

"The master once said: The world has been without Tao for a long time, and no one can teach it. However, after a thousand years, there was Taishi Gongshao in the Ming Dynasty, Zhengyi Zhuan, following the Spring and Autumn Period; there was Zhang Hengqu who responded to the heaven and earth, established a destiny for the livelihood of the people, and The past saints have inherited the unique knowledge and created peace for all generations; there is Cheng Zhu who preserves the principles of nature, eliminates human desires, and unites nature and man. The great road is not exhausted, and future generations will pursue it."

"Today's people are gifted and intelligent, and there is no sage like them. By inheriting the teachings of the sages from our ancestors and practicing the new dialectics at the bottom, everyone in the world can embark on the road of learning. This is actually the true inheritance of the lifelong learning of our ancestors."

"Your Majesty went to pay tribute to the late master and consecrated him to the ceremonial system. This is not disrespectful, but it is true and pure. Your Majesty's knowledge is what the disciples have learned. His disciples have copied several volumes of Yuyao Wang Bo'an's exams, and they have burned them to inform the emperor. Teachers and sages, I present to you all the sages who came before me. If there are those who are greener than blue in the younger generation, the sages of my ancestors will also smile and comfort the sects of the great road."

After saying that, Zhang Fujing inserted the incense into the incense burner and then waved his hand.

Several volumes of books were brought out. These were indeed copied by Zhang Fujing himself in his spare time after coming to Shandong. Anyway, Gao Zhong had already provided him with enough materials, which saved him a lot of trouble.

Now seeing Zhang Fuking showing Confucius and other sages the "heretical learning" there, and brazenly saying that the emperor is the true successor of Confucius's knowledge and mantle, and that green is better than blue, Kong Wenshao and Kong Wenfang both had their pupils shrink.

What's the meaning?

Does the emperor want to replace him and become a living sage?

Is this practice compatible with dialectics?

Most of the kneeling people had expressions of sadness and anger, but they did not dare to shout anything.

The person Zhang Fujing was talking about was the emperor after all.

Are we here to directly accuse the emperor of being shameless, conceited, and ridiculous?

But most people who don't even bother to study or think about this new knowledge think so in their hearts.

Even with the skills of many people, they cannot comprehend the subtleties of this new knowledge - the threshold for philosophical things has always been higher.

But there was no trace of guilt on Zhang Fujing's face.

He is not most people.

Deep in his heart, he also recognized Zhu Houcong's words: Today's people are better than the ancients.

If people today can only follow the footsteps of the ancients and do things that will never reach the ideal state of the "ancients", then what is the point of all the efforts?

What Zhu Houcong taught is indeed the result of more thinking and experience summarization in later generations. In terms of logic and methods, it is clearer, more reasonable and easier to use than the current schools of Neo-Confucianism and Psychology.

Zhang Fujing has a clear conscience.

What's more, this new learning is closely connected with the new law.

Whatever the emperor is determined to do, no one can stop him under today's etiquette and rules.

To block is to commit rebellion.

This is not like the emperor sitting firmly on the Diaoyutai and watching the old and new parties fight. There is room for advancement and retreat.

The emperor himself was the real leader of the new party.

Zhang Fujing has such a person backing him, and he just feels that his back is very strong.

Several volumes of books were burned quickly, and Zhang Fujing said solemnly: "Remove the incense case and get the big saw!"

This statue is made of wood. To destroy it, all it takes is a saw.

Seeing Zhang Fujing's soldiers withdrawing from the incense table, and two strong soldiers carrying a big saw towards the statue of Confucius, Kong Wenshao burst into tears again and kowtowed.

And the statue is smiling.

The two strong soldiers aimed their saws at the legs of the statue, and then looked at Zhang Fuking.

The statue is very tall, and this is where they use their strength.

To be honest, the two strong soldiers were a little embarrassed - this was indeed a bit too disrespectful, as if they were trying to saw off Confucius' feet.

Zhang Fujing just nodded: "Let's get started."

The harsh sound came out, and Kong Wenshao, the Kong clan, and many kneeling gentry and officials kowtowed their heads to the ground and cried bitterly, as if they couldn't bear to witness it.

Today in the Confucius Temple, the scene in front of me is full of the feeling that the emperor "humiliated" his ancestors with the power of the emperor.

Even the word "holy" no longer exists.

After holding it in for more than a month, Zhang Fujing finally told Yang Tinghe and others what he said that day in front of the statue of Confucius in the Confucius Temple.

With the new learning, the emperor actually wanted to usurp the orthodoxy.

News will soon spread from Qufu, including the news that the statue of Confucius was sawn off in the Confucius Temple, and that Duke Yan was wearing mourning clothes and the disciples of the Confucius family were crying like they were mourning for their heirs.

After finishing this matter, Zhang Fuking just told Kong Wenfang again to prepare for the sacrifice of Confucius on August 27 according to the new sacrificial ceremony, and then left Qufu for Jinan.

What moved faster than him was Zhang Fujing's memorial to impeach Duke Yan Sheng for various crimes in the name of Shandong Governor.

Between Shandong and the capital, people passing by passing messages back and forth.

On the night of the third day, Kong Wenshao and Kong Wenfang received the bad news.

A few days ago, after the announcement of the reorganization of Confucius' sacrificial canon was announced, nearly 300 officials and scholars in the capital kowtowed.

Outside Chengtian Gate, fourteen people were killed with sticks.

Kong Wenfang fainted as soon as his eyes darkened: his son was also beaten twenty times, and now he is lying in bed, having been dismissed from his rank.

When his son commits such a "crime", he still wants to be the magistrate of Qufu and has the dream of succeeding Yan Shenggong?

This emperor is so stupid and cruel!

Kong Wenshao acted out "mourning" in Duke Yansheng's mansion, treating next month's birthday ceremony as if it were a funeral.

The news from Shandong spread to North Zhili and South Zhili, and everyone who heard it was shocked.

In the Fengtian Hall, at the New Year's Day meeting on August 1, Zhu Houxuan asked Zhang Zuo to read Zhang Fujing's bullets, and then asked: "Zhang Fujing impeached Yan Shenggong for many crimes, all with solid evidence. It's just the birthday of Master Wenxuan of Dacheng." Now, let’s discuss what you think should be done.”

Fan Ting, who was unable to "escape", had been quickly promoted to the rank of sixth-rank chief, and as a rule he had to attend the Synodic Day meeting.

Hearing the emperor's words, he was frightened.

There was a slap of the imperial staff outside the Chengtian Gate, a saw inside the Confucius Temple, and Zhang Fujing's bullet... The emperor was already holding up his sword as if he was eager to kill someone.

Discuss what?

The peaceful days have passed. Although there is still no rain in the south, there is a violent storm in the Ming Dynasty.

Fan Ting secretly glanced at the emperor who was as stable as Mount Tai from a distance at the end of the imperial train: the King of Liao died again, and there were so many victims.

Your Majesty, there are many people in the world who are just waiting to be the first to stand up and rebel!

You are pressing too hard!

Listening to the opinions expressed by the important ministers in the front row, Fan Ting felt that this was just a formality. After all, Yang Tinghe meant that there should be investigation and investigation once there was solid evidence, and people who were guilty should not preside over the sacrifice of Confucius.

Then, I saw two imperial guards supporting one person and walking hurriedly up to the cloud platform of Fengtian Hall. They quickly arrived in front of the hall and said loudly: "Your Majesty, the military situation in Huguang is urgently reported. Prince Ji of Changsha Prefecture Zunheng Prefecture Prefecture Prince Rui Raising the flag for orthodoxy and seeking rebellion, Changsha Guards, Hengzhou Guards and other Huguang Guards join in the rebellion!"

There was silence inside and outside Fengtian Hall for a while.

The words are very clear, it is raising the flag to rebel, not siding with the emperor.

Moreover, he is the first generation of Prince Ji of Changsha Prefecture and the living brother of Emperor Chenghua, Zhu Jianjun.

The one who is regarded as orthodox is King Rui, the son of Zhu Houzhao who was adopted under the auspices of Zhu Houcong and the grandson of Zhu Youbin, King Yi of Jianchang Prefecture in Jiangxi.

Zhu Houcong stood up and said: "I ordered Zhang Fujing to investigate and deal with Duke Yansheng. Dismiss the dynasty. Please consult with others and go to the imperial study to discuss matters!"

What is supposed to come will come.

After the kings of Chu and Liao died, and at the very moment when the vassal king Xun Qi was about to come to Beijing to wish the emperor a long life, and when there was a severe drought in the south, some people finally couldn't wait any longer.

On July 23rd of the third year of Jiajing, King Ji of Huguang rebelled, and King Rui was kidnapped.

It has been nine days since the flag was raised over there!