Yang Jing's voice was powerful, upright and majestic.
Zhu Yunzhen's heart moved slightly.
Huang Zicheng's sophistry actually represents the thoughts of many scholars in this era.
Rejection of progress and acceptance of new ideas.
They are terrified of anyone who might bring about change.
Only accept those outdated ideas.
Then how would Zhao Jing refute?
"The sages never mentioned the establishment of a direct descendant, and there are no records in the classics. Why?"
"What the sage said is the best principle in the world and is not a temporary convenience."
"It has been passed down for thousands of years because of the establishment of direct descendants, but it is just that mortals cannot distinguish between good and foolish, and they cannot distinguish right from wrong."
"In order to avoid unnecessary disputes, we will implement the method of establishing a direct descendant."
"This trick of cutting corners is not the ultimate principle of Zhengyuan. It is extremely ridiculous for you to regard it as a standard."
"Although this strategy is foolish, it can reduce disputes, eliminate killings, and establish peace. There is no saint in the world. This is also an effective method, and it can be used by everyone."
"Now that the great grandson is born, he will be as talented as Li Du in literature, and as powerful as Han Huo in military affairs. If he enters, his reputation in the world will be inferior to him, but if he emerges, the world will be determined."
"The great grandson's talent is not something that we, mortals, can judge arbitrarily, but the facts prevail and there is no room for debate."
"Let me ask you, looking at today's world, is there anyone who can surpass Taisun in poetry and articles?"
"You, Huang Zicheng, think you have the talent of number one scholar, the best in the world, but do you dare to compete with your grandson in poetry?"
His eyes were round and clear, glaring at Huang Zicheng angrily.
Huang Zicheng trembled suddenly and remained silent.
All officials are like this.
The person who can write "The Rolling Waters of the Yangtze River Passing East..." in one breath and without thinking has such a high poetic talent that no one present dares to touch it.
Even Fang Xiaoru can only kneel down and worship him, so who are they?
"Let me ask you again, in the whole world, from ancient times to the present, is there any famous general who can defeat tens of thousands of bandits with an army of five hundred? Is there anyone in the civil and military dynasties who can wipe out the Japanese invasion in the southeast in a few days?"
Huang Zicheng remained silent, and so did all the officials.
Even if there are any powerful famous generals, it would normally take three to five months to quell the Japanese pirate rebellion.
This is not to say that Japanese pirates are very powerful.
Instead, it is difficult to only mobilize troops and condemn generals, arrange troops, arrange troops, and arrange logistics. It takes less than a month or two.
In addition to winning every battle, it will take a month or two to scan Liting's acupoints.
Not to mention going overseas and going straight to his hometown.
If the Japanese pirates were so easy to wipe out, there would be no need for the imperial court to ban the sea, let alone leave them unchecked.
"With these two items alone, my grandson's abilities are unparalleled by anyone in this world."
"What's wrong with making your grandson the crown prince?"
"The people of the world think it is okay, the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty think it is okay, the distinguished officials in the court think it is okay, and the royal family members think it is okay. Your Majesty obeys the orders of heaven, obeys the advice, and makes him the crown prince. Do you, Huang Zicheng, think it is not okay?"
"Excuse me, who are you Huang Zicheng? Do you really think that you are the spokesperson of the gods and the reincarnation of the saint?"
"Have you hidden your rebellious nature for a long time, thinking that you are wiser than the emperor, or are you born to be rebellious?"
Zhao Jing's voice became louder and louder, filled with anger and power.
Huang Zicheng's body kept shaking and swaying.
"His Royal Highness Taisun proposed the method of double-entry accounting to sort out the world's wealth. If you only use this method, Huang Zicheng will not be able to do anything in your life."
"The national policies implemented by Taisun, such as raising commercial taxes, will only use the money gained to build a new army and fund technological research."
"Without this huge sum of money, how could the new army have the power?"
"Furthermore, the money paid by commercial taxes is used to build wealthy businessmen and merchants, robbing the rich and giving to the poor, which is the right principle in the world."
"Suppressing the powerful and promoting the people's livelihood, reducing the great wealth and benefiting the common people, what are the things that the wise ministers of ancient and modern times want?"
"You, Huang Zicheng, are just using preconceived prejudices or pursuing your own selfish interests and ignoring the interests of the people in the world."
"You keep saying the words of a sage to benefit all people in the world. Let me ask you, what have you done that is beneficial to all people in the world?"
"If it weren't for my grandson's gift of bravery and bravery, he could pacify the Japanese pirates in the southeast with a snap of his fingers. Millions of people in the southeast would have been put in fire and water because of your selfishness. Countless people died because of you. You actually have the nerve to say that you are For the sake of hundreds of millions of people in the world?"
"If millions of people in the southeast die and half of the southeast is destroyed, will hundreds of millions of people in the world be saved?"
"Is there such a ridiculous thing in the world?"
The more Yang Jing spoke, the angrier he became, and the louder he spoke, the louder he spoke, which shocked the ears of all the officials present.
"His Royal Highness Taisun imposed a sea ban, but you think it's impossible."
"Because you are short-sighted and think that the Japanese pirates cannot be pacified. If a sea ban is imposed, chaos will occur overnight and the world will be uneasy."
"But Taisun simply uprooted the Japanese pirates from the southeast with just a snap of his fingers, and then instituted a sea ban, which would benefit all people in the world. Have you ever thought? Can you do this?"
"Huang Zicheng, you have only read a few books by the sages, but you still don't understand the words of the sages, and you don't understand the principles in the books. You have no unparalleled talent, let alone innate wisdom. You don't know right from wrong, and you don't know what is right or wrong. You are acting for your own selfish interests. You have abandoned the king, you have abandoned the people, you have also forgotten the teachings of the saints and the expectations of the people. When you are about to die, you still don't know how to repent, and you still dare to say that you are right. Throughout the ages, there is no more treacherous and evil person than you!"
Yang Jing stretched out his hand and pointed with awe-inspiring aura.
Huang Zicheng's body seemed to be paralyzed.
These days, while in prison, he has thought a lot.
But no matter what, he was unwilling to admit that he was wrong.
If he is wrong, wouldn’t he become a sinner in the world?
If he is wrong, wouldn't his self-proclaimed reputation as a gentleman, loyal, loyal and courageous become a joke?
If he is wrong, then what face will he have towards the people of the world, and what face will he have towards his father, wife, and children?
No, I'm not wrong!
Even if he died, he could not admit his mistake and was unwilling to admit it.
Therefore, he continued to hypnotize and deceive himself in prison.
Being scolded by Yang Jing at this moment was like being stripped off his disguise, and he suddenly felt a stinging pain.
This was much more painful than letting him be punished or whipped.
Yang Jing waved his hand and asked someone to bring a sweet potato, which was already roasted. The officer stepped forward and handed it to him.
"This is the sweet potato offered by His Royal Highness, please take a bite."
Huang Zicheng suddenly raised his head and looked at Yang Jing with confusion in his eyes.
Trembling, he put the potato into his mouth and took a bite.
It tastes delicious.
These days in Jinyiwei Town Fusi's prison, although there is no interrogation or torture, the food is naturally very poor.
To suddenly eat something so delicious at this moment is as if everything I have eaten in my life is far inferior to this and can be discarded like worn-out shoes.
"This is a gift from His Highness Taisun. One acre produces more than 3,700 kilograms."
"If it is extended to the whole world, there will be no hungry people in the world. This alone, Taisun's merits can equal those of the three emperors."
Snapped!
The sweet potato in Huang Zicheng's hand fell to the ground.
He looked at his former colleagues in confusion.
"What Yang Shangshu said is true. Your Majesty asked us ministers to dig this thing out of the ground and weigh it in front of us. One acre of land weighs a total of 3,752 kilograms."
Qi Tai remembered it exactly.
Huang Zicheng's body suddenly leaned back, and his kneeling body collapsed on the ground.
If anyone else told him, of course he wouldn't believe it.
But Qi Tai was his best friend, and Huang Zicheng knew very well that Qi Tai could not deceive him about such a matter.
The story of Taisun offering sweet potatoes is true.
With this feat alone, how could he compare?
If something unexpected happened to the great-grandson and this thing was destroyed, what kind of crime would he have committed?
He could still deceive himself and others by saying that he was sacrificing the lives of millions of people in the southeast for the sake of hundreds of millions of people.
But sweet potatoes can relieve the hunger of all people in the world, so how should he face it?
Am I really wrong?
Huang Zicheng felt as if thousands of needles were piercing his mind.
He could endure all punishments, even death, but he was unwilling to admit that he was wrong.
He is a very stubborn person. Not to mention his own life and death, even if the nine tribes are killed, so what?
Even if his parents, wife, children and grandchildren died because of this, he would never betray the ideals he adhered to.
But at this moment, he suddenly realized that he might really be wrong.
Suddenly his spirit almost collapsed.
Yang Jing gave him a cold look and looked at the civil and military officials next to him.
"My lords, His Highness Taisun asked me to announce the charges against Huang Zicheng and submit them to all officials for public discussion. What do you think Huang Zicheng should be convicted of?"
"Death penalty!" As soon as he finished speaking, a young Hanlin stood up and looked at Huang Zicheng with righteous words, his eyes blazing with anger.
"As a minister of the imperial court and the minister of Dali Temple, for his own selfish interests, he framed the emperor's grandson and ignored the millions of people in the southeast. Even though the devil king is reincarnated, it is nothing more than this. No matter how ruthless a corrupt official is, his evil is still not as bad as , if you don’t put him to death, how can you obey the people of the world?”
"Huang Zicheng should be punished with the death penalty, cut into pieces with a thousand knives, his family confiscated and his clan exterminated."
"Second. Huang Zicheng's harm is far greater than that of corrupt officials. He deserves to be cut into pieces by a thousand swords."
"Second opinion. Huang Zicheng harmed his grandson, showing no loyalty to his ministers. He harmed the people below, because he had evil intentions. Without the death penalty, it would be difficult to clean up the court, promote righteousness, and make the people angry."
"After reading all the books of the sages and straying into the wrong path, you are an evil spirit. The punishments of the Ming Dynasty are precisely designed for such treacherous and evil people."
"How can such beasts be allowed to remain in the world with their clever words and seductive words but yet they don't know how to repent?"
"A great treacherous person appears to be loyal, a great hypocrite appears to be true, and a great evil appears to be good. Huang Zicheng is exactly the most treacherous, hypocritical and evil person. He is so bad that he almost deceived us and the whole world. He would have been cut to pieces by a thousand cuts. It’s not enough to be a warning for future generations!”
…
One famous official spoke out one after another.
Everyone advocates the harshest punishment for Huang Zicheng.
Huang Zicheng listened silently and looked up blankly. He saw endless disgust in the eyes of these officials who used to admire him.
That was not a pretense to please his grandson, but a true expression of his true feelings.
They all sincerely think so.
Huang Zicheng suddenly screamed wildly.
"I was wrong! Ah... I'm right... I was wrong..."
He covered his head and yelled at the top of his lungs.
He finally fell into madness because he could not accept the hard facts.
"I was wrong... I was right... I was wrong... I was right..."
He kept shouting and going crazy.
"Crack!"
Huang Zicheng suddenly thrust his fingers into his eyeballs, gouging out a pair of his own eyeballs alive.
In an instant, blood flowed out.
But he didn't feel any pain and still murmured: "I was wrong...ah...I was wrong..."
Witnessing this scene, all the officials were horrified.
"Hold him, prevent him from harming himself again, take him to the execution ground, and cut him into pieces with a thousand swords!"
Yang Jing was not soft-hearted at all.
Thinking of the millions of people in the southeast, I wish I could eat their flesh alive.
At this moment, two teams of guards came in with swords in hand.
Jiang Wei's figure then appeared.
There was a loud and somewhat dull voice.
"I'm afraid Huang Zicheng is not the only one who will be taken to the execution ground today. I'm afraid Huang Zicheng is not the only one who will be cut into pieces with a thousand swords!"
(End of chapter)
