Three miles southwest of Qingzhou City, there is a mass grave.
There is an advantage in choosing a mass grave in the southwest. In spring and summer, the east or southeast wind blows, so the corpse odor cannot spread to the city. Although the westerly wind blows in winter, it is still cold and frozen. What flavor can a pile of ice lumps bring out?
It is said to be a mass grave, but it is actually a dry lake. There are piles of corpses inside, exuding a disgusting stench. There are even some "popping" sounds due to high temperatures during the day, which is caused by extremely swollen skin.
In the beginning, sergeants would still bury the bones. However, more and more people died later, and it was too troublesome to shovel the soil every day, so they simply left the bodies and buried them together when they were ready.
Day after day, year after year, the time is never almost there.
No one can tell clearly how many corpses and bones there are here. They only know that this is a very gloomy place in Qingzhou. At night, the gloomy wind blows like ghosts crying, and from time to time, light blue will-o'-wisps will appear and chase people. Soon, the rumor of haunting spread.
The King of Qi was afraid of being killed by ghosts, so he kept many Taoist priests and monks in his mansion. Even if he carried corpses to the mass graves every day, he had to follow the time set by the Taoist monks and not delay even a moment.
At least, these Taoist monks did a good thing to "win the hearts of the soldiers". They chose the time at noon, and it was better to send them off at noon than in the middle of the night.
At noon that day, a dozen sergeants carried five corpses and threw them to the edge of the mass grave. Looking at the countless naked and terrifying corpses with some bones mixed in, the sergeants couldn't help but feel a little afraid. I quickly lit a few sticks of incense and chanted a few words.
"Boss, why are all those corpses naked?"
"fool!"
"Of course they were taken away by ghosts, Brother, are you afraid?"
"How could I be afraid!"
"Don't scare him. The reason why he is naked is because a family carried the body back and held a funeral. As a result, King Qi became angry and held a funeral for his whole family and warned all the people. The body is not allowed to be taken away.”
"Why?"
"Why else? Once a month in the mass graves, a Taoist monk will perform a spiritual salvation. If there is no resentment, it will not disturb people's dreams. But if the corpse escapes, a whole family will die in every nightmare. So, some In order to have something to remember, people had to take away their clothes and make a tomb."
"This King Qi is too cruel..."
"boom!"
"Are you allowed to talk about King Qi's affairs? This punch is for your own good. If you dare to talk nonsense next time, be careful with your tongue!"
A dozen sergeants looked at the mountain of corpses and left in a hurry.
As night fell, the stars shone on the mass graves, and the cold moonlight watched quietly. The breeze blew across the hills and cols, sending out whimpering.
A corpse shook for a moment, and then the corpse was pulled away, and two black figures emerged, one tall and one short, both of them were poor and thin men.
The taller one is the elder brother, named Wang Caogen, who is lame in his legs and feet. The short one is the younger brother, named Wang Caotou, who has a slight stutter.
The two of them had "lived" in the mass grave for a while. As long as there were corpses thrown over, they would come over at night to see if there were any valuable goods. However, when the sergeant issued the "death certificate", People are often searched, and there really isn't much left for them.
There was no goods in the account, and the two of them were worried. Later, they heard that Jining was recruiting migrant workers to repair the river. When they put it together, they simply used clothes as goods. After all, work clothes are easy to tear, and it will take several years to repair the river. Mother-in-law I'm not around, can I still sew the cloth myself if I buy it?
There are ready-to-wear clothes for sale, so that won’t make things easier?
What's wrong with the old point? You're not a noble. How can you be so particular about your work?
Besides, it’s cheap…
Therefore, Wang Caogen and Wang Caotou lived here. They found a hidden place to sleep during the day and took off people's clothes at night. They took the time to wash them and store them at home, preparing to sell them with more luck.
I was very happy to have another harvest this night.
Wang Caotou opened a piece of clothing and looked at the ghost paintings on the clothes. He couldn't help being a little scared and shouted quickly: "Brother, brother, come on, you... look at this, why... there are paintings on this clothes?"
Wang Caogen turned around and took it. Under the starlight, he could see clearly that it was a gray shirt with seven blood-black characters on it:
The King of Qi rebels, report to the court quickly!
Wang Caogen squinted for a long time, shook his head, and said angrily: "Which bastard actually stained the clothes? Put them away, go back and wash them carefully to see if they can be washed away. If you can't wash them off, the price will drop."
Wang Caotou was very angry. His good clothes were ruined like this. He dyed them any color, just gray. Why did he add some red and black? What's going on?
He threw it on the ground and stepped on it hard. After cleaning it up, he took it away and took it to the river for cleaning.
It's a pity that no matter how Wang Caotou washed and beat it, the blood spots could not be completely washed away, but the handwriting was blurry and unclear. After wringing it out, the two hung the clothes in the forest, found a corner to rest, and waited for delivery in the city tomorrow. Come "clothing".
Jining City.
The inspector Chen Ying and the capital secretary Geng Bingwen both came. Song Li could not take care of supervising the river construction and hurried back to Jining.
Konne is no longer able to survive.
Despite several efforts, he was unable to recover due to the excessive depletion of his roots and the accumulation of illnesses.
Kong Gongjian was extremely sad and fainted from crying several times.
Song Li was pacing back and forth, while Chen Ying and Geng Bingwen also looked sad. The river construction had just begun and it did not seem like a good omen to have suffered such huge losses.
After waking up from his sleep, Kong Ne opened his cloudy eyes and saw the people around him clearly. His Adam's apple twitched several times, but there was still no clear character. Kong Gongjian quickly ordered someone to bring paper and pen.
Kong Ne's hand holding the brush trembled a little, and when he started writing, he bent the tip of the pen, and then he wrote a twisted word:
male.
Kong Gongjian, Song Li and others looked at it with some confusion.
Chen Ying said from the side: "Does Duke Yansheng mean to let Gongjian attack the Duke of Yansheng?"
Kong Ne nodded slightly.
Kong Gongjian burst into tears and shouted: "Father, my child is still young and weak, and he still needs his father to protect him from the wind and rain. When his father gets better, he hopes to be a prince at eighty."
The so-called "eighty-year-old" is to hope that Kong Ne can live for a few more decades to be a hundred years old.
It's just that Kong Ne knew that he couldn't live much longer. The bull-headed and horse-faced man was sitting at the end of the bed, and he might reach out for a chain at any time and take away his soul.
Kong Ne looked at Song Li, raised his heavy hand, and wrote another word:
open.
The tip of Song Li's nose felt sore and his eyes became moist. He stretched out his hands to hold Kong Ne's hand and promised: "I will live up to the great trust of Duke Yan Sheng. I, Song Li, will devote myself to the Ming Dynasty until my death!"
Zhang, Zhang Xianzong!
Kong Na was using the last moments of his life to warn Song Li not to forget Zhang Xianzong because of his high position. He put the people's lives first and died for them. You Song Li should do the same. You must not forget your original intention and harm the people.
Kong Ne looked deeply at Song Li. This man was talented, caring, affectionate, and righteous. Unlike other people in the officialdom, he was not good at court affairs, but wanted to do something real.
It is a blessing to the people that such people are appointed to repair the river.
Looking back on what I did and thought, after all, it was too narrow-minded and too short-sighted.
Kong Ne looked at the others, moved the corner of his mouth, and moved the brush horizontally and vertically. Because he couldn't see it, it spread out a lot several times, but everyone could still clearly see the words in front of them:
Sun and moon, bright!
"This is?"
Geng Bingwen looked at the words in front of him and didn't know what Kong Ne wanted to express. Did he want to warn people to put the Ming Dynasty first and be a loyal minister of the Ming Dynasty? Or did he want to say that his loyalty can be learned from, the sun and the moon can prove it, and the Ming Dynasty can prove it. ?
Song Li watched the brush slip from Kong Ne's hand, and couldn't help but feel nervous, and softly shouted: "Shenggong Yan..."
"Father!"
Kong Gongjian burst into tears.
Chen Ying, Geng Bingwen, Zheng Gang and others couldn't help but feel sad. Although Kong Ne had done some stupid things and was greedy at times, from a practical point of view, this person was not a bad person.
He bullied officials, not the people.
What he loves and protects are the people, not the officials.
Whatever historians say about him, he is gone.
Just leave, the sadness is only temporary after all, wipe away your tears and continue to do your own thing.
Pang Huan from the Security Bureau has captured seven or eight White Lotus cultists. They have already confessed that they drugged Kong Ne in the tea shed. According to the need of the inspector, Dusi can't just watch. After all, the Security Bureau has limited manpower. Today, there are less than a thousand people in Shandong, which is not enough to cover the establishment of a thousand households.
In this case, if the Security Bureau wants to control the land and water fortress for a long time and conduct interrogations of people passing by, it can only rely on Dusi's personnel.
It is unlikely that Song Li would keep filial piety to Kong Na. The Huitong River Project had just started. The performance method aroused great enthusiasm among migrant workers and craftsmen. However, there were always some officials who did not understand and were not used to it. From time to time, they would cross the line and shout and even drink. Worked as a migrant worker.
If this phenomenon is not eliminated, the performance method cannot be fully implemented, and the goal of completing the Huiteng River as soon as possible cannot be achieved. Therefore, Song Li had to take time to continuously inspect and investigate along the river, and then catch a group of people who knowingly committed the crime and beat them up severely.
Both Zheng Gang and Pan Shuzheng needed to coordinate in the middle. They had many government affairs and cried twice. Then they arranged for people to prepare carriages to send the body of Yanshenggong Kongne to Qufu.
This is Jining City, and there is no pit worthy of being a Duke.
A letter of memorial began to reach the capital from different directions and through different channels.
When Duke Yansheng passed away, the court still needed to give a message to comfort the family, write a beautiful article to commend Xia Kongne's life, and then arrange the funeral specifications, personnel, materials, etc.
There are many things to do and life is very busy. Not many people really care about Yan Shenggong's death.
But it is worth mentioning that the Yanzhou Prefecture and Yanshenggong’s Office announced to the outside world that Yanshenggong Kongne was a diligent supervisor, but he accidentally fell into the water and died of cold illness.
There was no mention of poisoning at all.
The doctor was silenced, the White Lotus cultists were beheaded, and Lin Fang, Pan Shuzheng, and Zheng Gang were waiting for the court's final decree. It seems that there are no beneficiaries in this matter.
Oh, I forgot, there is another person who benefits, he is Kong Ne's son-Kong Gongjian.
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