In the temple, on the altar, stands the clay sculpture of Medicine King Sun Simiao.
Shen Nong, Bian Que, Hua Tuo, Sun Simiao and others are all miraculous medicine kings spread among the people. However, due to different regions, the medicine king temples built have different offerings.
Under the altar, the incense table had long since disappeared, but was replaced by a table with dozens of books on it.
Several burly men stood beside the table.
In front of the table stood more than 20 people from rural areas.
Most of these people are highly respected people in large clans, or they are elders, or they have read some books.
But at this time, they were all panicked.
King Ning's interest in their fertile land did not happen overnight.
In the early years, people from Prince Ning's Mansion came to communicate with them, but they refused. But this time, people from Prince Ning's Mansion became violent.
Their people rushed into the fields in Guancheng and rural areas, directly beat the working people, and gave them two choices, one was to move out of Guancheng and rural areas to find another way out, and the other was to become tenants of their Prince Ning's Mansion.
Prince Ning's Mansion wants the land.
The money given was pitiful.
This is King Ning.
For these ordinary people, it is the same existence as the sky.
They are the emperor's family.
Too far away from them.
Just when the people wanted to accept their fate.
The government got involved.
I heard that he was an official from Yingtian Mansion, a governor, who was bigger than the prefect.
This has given new hope to the people who have been farming here for generations.
The soldiers of the government captured all the evil servants of Prince Ning's palace in the farmland, and hundreds of soldiers were stationed in the city and countryside.
These people thought that the government would always intervene and would not indulge Prince Ning's family.
But early this morning, the officers and soldiers actually withdrew.
The people from Prince Ning's Mansion seemed to have learned the news in advance and ran to the village to arrest people. They all had knives in their hands.
This made these ordinary people even more afraid to resist. They could only watch helplessly as these people took away the respected elders in charge of their villages.
The people in the village wanted to go out to report to the official, but they were blocked and threatened by the evil servants.
The people in both urban and rural areas lamented secretly that there was no king's law.
Perhaps, there is no king's law in this world, but more people say it, so everyone believes it...
They became disgusted with Prince Ning's Mansion, as well as the Ming Dynasty.
But what they can do is to bury this hatred in their hearts and tell their descendants so that they don't forget it.
The elders in the temple all knew what they were going to face next.
Everyone whispered.
They all made up their minds not to sign any documents, otherwise it would be difficult for the senior officials from Yingtian Mansion to interfere.
After a while, the two people at the door also walked in.
These two people also knew each other.
The man from the government was Feng Shiqi, the prefect of Nanchang Prefecture, and the man in civilian clothes was Zhang Xun, a junior official in the palace who was specially responsible for them.
And this Zhang Xun was a scholar who came from Guancheng and rural areas. He failed to win the imperial examination many times, so he found a job in Prince Ning's palace.
After seeing the prefect Feng Shiqi, the hearts of many people who had finally stabilized fell to the bottom.
The government is also afraid of Prince Ning's Mansion. Has it abandoned us?
Zhang Xun stood in front of the wooden table, looked at the panicked people, and said with a chuckle: "Folks, don't panic. I invited the prefect here just to be a witness to everyone."
"Prince Ning's Mansion wants this land for urban and rural irrigation. You said, you are all citizens of the Ming Dynasty. How can you fight against Prince Ning's Mansion? This is not a submissive thing. If you don't do it, you may have the reputation of being a rebel. They were suppressed by the army."
"The tax collected by the government is 30 to 1, and the land for Ning Prince's Mansion is not only wages, but also food rations. If there is any disaster or famine, there is no need to wait for relief from the government like other people. The government If they cannot get relief, they will become refugees and leave their homes. This is a good thing for the villagers."
As long as these lands are in the name of Prince Ning's Mansion, the government will no longer have the power to collect taxes, money or grain.
It was also the beginning of land annexation by large gentry households.
Feng Shiqi's face was calm. He also knew that this was unfair to the people.
But he really didn't dare to offend Prince Ning's Mansion.
In his opinion, not only himself, but also the imperial court did not dare to offend Prince Ning's Mansion at this time.
Ning Fan has some connections with the emperor, but His Majesty is still young and is unlikely to make any big moves towards Prince Ning's palace.
Only by helping Prince Ning complete this matter can the Ning Fan crisis be over and the court's confusion be resolved.
"Selling your land is betraying your ancestors. We won't do that. You should give up." An old man in a green shirt said loudly in the crowd.
He is the oldest person here, over seventy years old. He knows that if he does not come forward, no one here will dare to resist.
"Master Zhang, speaking of which, you and I are still members of the same clan. How can you see your junior in trouble? Why don't you take the lead in drawing the pledge." Zhang Xun said with a chuckle.
"Hmph, let's dream. It is impossible for our Zhangjiacun to resell the land to Prince Ning. We will sue the emperor. If Nanchang Prefecture doesn't care, we will go to Yingtian Prefecture. If Yingtian Prefecture doesn't care, we will go to Shuntian Prefecture and sue the emperor. I don't believe that Prince Ning can cover the sky with one hand." The old man puffed his beard and glared. After all, he only had an old life, and he had lived a long life.
"There are so many places that I know. No one in Shuntian Mansion dares to take charge of it, and no one in Yingtian Mansion dares to take charge of it. Prince Ning is the vassal king of your Majesty's grandfather generation, and he is kind to their family. As long as they are not rebelling, no matter how great the Ming Dynasty is, No one in the world dares to take care of the affairs of Prince Ning’s Mansion. At your age, don’t you understand this?”
Feng Shiqi, who was standing aside, glanced at Zhang Xun coldly and wanted to say something, but didn't.
"You, you unfilial descendant, helped Prince Ning's palace to harm your fellow clan members, you will definitely get retribution." After saying this, the old man began to pant.
"You old and immortal guy, I am here for the good of everyone. If you continue to be so stubborn, you will kill the entire people of the same clan and clan. You are the unworthy descendant."
"The Ming Dynasty has become a big world. In that year, there are not many people and rebels. I think you have to let the government put the label of this chaos on your heads, then you will be happy."
After Zhang Xun finished speaking, the old man's heart dropped and he looked at the prefect.
But Feng Shiqi still didn't speak, which was a kind of affirmation of Zhang Xun's words.
Seeing this, the old man gave up completely, his energy and blood attacked his heart, his head was blinded, and he fell down.
The people around him rushed forward to help him.
"Master Zhang, are you okay? Are you okay?"
Feng Shiqi couldn't bear to see Yu, so he could only close his eyes and let out a long sigh.
The people do not fight with the officials.
It has existed since ancient times.
But now they are fighting against King Ning.
These people all believed what Zhang Xun said.
Who would offend the powerful Prince Ning's Mansion for the sake of the lives and deaths of some common people?
"Come here, bring Mr. Zhang over and make a pledge."
"Yes." After hearing this, the two big men walked up directly, pushed away the person who was supporting Mr. Zhang, and dragged him to the table.
Mr. Zhang shouted: "You don't have the king's law anymore. Do you still have the king's law? Master, please open your eyes and see how the people in Prince Ning's mansion oppress the people."
Feng Shiqi sighed lightly when he heard this but did not express his position.
"You are not worthy of being our parent officer. We will definitely sue you. We will definitely sue you."
After Feng Shiqi listened, he finally spoke.
"I am thinking about the court, and I will pay more attention to your life in the future. Don't worry, father-in-law, Prince Ning's Mansion will not treat you badly."
"No, you, you colluded with Prince Ning's Mansion. You have never thought about our life and death, you dog official."
"Dog officer."
"Doesn't the Ming Dynasty have no laws of heaven? When Taizu is here, you dog officials will be skinned and turned into grass..."
"Prince Ning's Mansion, even if I don't care about my life, I still want to go to the capital to beat the Dengwen drum and sue all the dog officials in Prince Ning's Mansion."
Before the Ming Dynasty, if people wanted to sue an official, they would at least have to get slapped with a slap in the face. But in the Ming Dynasty, when a virtuous old man went to Beijing to report, even if there was no way to lead the way, officials from various places were not allowed to stop him and had to send him off, otherwise It is a serious crime of deceiving the emperor, and the whole family is put to death.
This was also the first time in history that an emperor encouraged people to go directly to Heaven to sue the grievances.
As long as the Dengwen drum sounds, the emperor must intervene.
There is precedent for this matter, so the people believe it.
In the eighteenth year of Hongwu, Chen Shouliu, a constant farmer, sounded the drum for the first time, and Zhu Yuanzhang personally received him and gave him twenty silver coins, exempting his family from taxation and corvee for three years, and all local officials were purged .
"Stop talking, Mr. Zhang, you're really going to die if you say anything else." Zhang Xun said with a chuckle. "Hurry up and press your fingerprints."
What a joke, you can't even get out of the land boundary between urban and rural areas, how can you go to the capital? Even if you go to the capital, what if you see a ten-year-old emperor, are you going to sue his grandfather?
A big man took Mr. Zhang's hand, pressed it with red mud, and then pressed it hard on a deed. Mr. Zhang wanted to resist, but how could he be the opponent of these people.
After the deed was signed, the third master was discarded at the gate of the temple.
He was a little sluggish, and there were tears in his cloudy eyes.
I am seventy years old and still have to go through something like this.
Can't you let me, who is about to enter the coffin, think about the goodness of my motherland, the Ming Dynasty, before I die?
"Hurry up, everyone can press the deed and go home."
Everyone accepted their fate.
The first person came up. He closed his eyes and saw his palm pressed on the deed...
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