The next morning, Huang Erding, the supervisory censor, went to the Metropolitan Procuratorate to go to court.
Huang Erding is also a Donglin Party member, but he is just a pawn.
As soon as I walked out of the alley where I rented my house, I looked up and saw a group of porters sitting in front of a steamed cake shop on the street, chatting while eating hot steamed cakes.
Seeing Huang Erding approaching, the porter immediately looked over.
Normally, Huang Erding would often have breakfast at this steamed cake shop.
But today, Huang Erding always felt that the porters looked at him a little strangely, so he didn't want to sit with them, so he immediately walked by with his head lowered.
But the murmurs of the porters still reached his ears.
Porter A: "Have you heard? Gao Hongtu is a traitor!"
Porter B: "Really or not? Isn't Gao Hongtu a member of the Donglin Party?"
Porter B: "What about the Donglin Party? Can't the Donglin Party be traitors?"
Porter Ding: "That's right, some Donglin Party members are so bad that they even punish their own people."
Porter A: "Xiao Ding, are you talking about that old man Zuo Guangxian? That old man was stripped naked by Prince Qin last night and tied to a donkey cart and paraded through the streets. He really disgraced the eighteen generations of his ancestors."
Already."
Porter B: "Shh, keep your voices down, there is a Donglin Party here."
Then, more than a dozen porters all looked towards Huang Erding.
Huang Erding quickly covered his ears with his sleeves and couldn't help but speed up his steps.
Even after walking far away, I could still hear the curses coming from the steamed cake shop behind me.
Huang Erding's face fell. It seemed that not only Gao Hongtu and the others had been ruined, but the entire Donglin Party had also been ruined.
Walking to the end of Laiyan Bridge, I suddenly heard the voice of my colleague Lu Lang.
Looking up quickly, he saw Lu Lang's face turned red and he was arguing with a group of traffickers and lackeys.
"Don't talk nonsense!" Lu Lang blushed and scolded, "It is true that there are traitors in the Donglin Party. Gao Hongtu, Zuo Guangxian and others are all traitors, but most of the Donglin Party members are loyal ministers.
There are still many loyal ministers in the Donglin Party, such as Mr. Jiang Ge, Zhang Da Situ, they are loyal ministers, and I also have my own officials..."
"You lied!" a childish voice suddenly sounded.
"Liu Mazi said that the Donglin Party members are all traitors, and there is no loyal one!"
"Liu Mazi is a storyteller, can you trust what he says?" Lu Lang suddenly became anxious, "I am a dignified seventh-grade censor, isn't what he says better than a storyteller?"
"Then are you a Donglin Party member?" someone asked again.
"I am from the Donglin Party." Lu Lang nodded and said, "But..."
However, before he finished speaking, rotten vegetable leaves, rotten eggs and all kinds of filth were pelted at him.
"This person is the Donglin Party. There is a Donglin Party here. Come on, everyone, beat this Donglin Party to death, beat this traitor to death, beat him to death, beat him to death, beat him to death!"
Public opinion in Nanjing as a whole may not change so quickly.
However, the public opinion in Chaoku Street and Gongyuan Street had taken the lead in turning around. Almost overnight, the Donglin Party changed from a loyal person praised by everyone to a street rat that everyone shouted for beating.
Lu Lang actually wanted to try to argue, and shouted: "Listen to me..."
However, before he could finish his sentence, a package of something unknown was thrown into his mouth and burst open. Then an indescribable smell was fed back to his brain through the taste buds on his tongue.
Shit! And it’s shit!
Lu Lang immediately fell to the ground and retched violently, almost vomiting out all the bile.
But the peddlers and the women who got up early to buy groceries still didn't let him go.
All kinds of filth were still raining down on Lu Lang.
Fortunately, Huang Erding risked his life and rushed in to drag Lu Lang out.
Otherwise, I really don’t know what would happen.
…
Xu Yingwei emerged from the crowd, turned into an alley, and came to a carriage.
First, he bowed deeply through the side curtain of the carriage, and then said respectfully: "Your Majesty."
Good guy, Chongzhen is sitting in the carriage, and the drama of besieging Yushi Lu Lang just now was secretly instigated by Xu Yingwei and a few diligent princes.
Chongzhen was worried that he would be recognized, so he did not open the curtain.
Instead, he asked through the car curtain: "Youzhen, you don't think this is a bad idea, do you?"
"Of course not." Xu Yingwei said solemnly, "In emergencies, we should do the wrong thing. Besides, our scholar camp is just repaying others in their own way. Don't blame the Donglin Party for doing it in the first year of junior high school."
The scholar camp will do fifteen."
"Okay, Youzhen, this is what I admire most about you." Chongzhen said happily, "Knowing the current affairs and knowing how to advance and retreat is even more rare than you charging hundreds of white-armored slave soldiers by yourself."
"The student is ashamed." Xu Yingwei said hurriedly, "I don't dare to be a saint and praise you so absurdly."
"Go and do your work." Chongzhen smiled and said, "Continue to strengthen the propaganda. After today, the Donglin Party will be completely reduced to a street rat in Nanjing and even the entire Jiangnan."
"Students accept the order." Xu Yingwei stood up and walked away.
Xu Yingwei walked away, but Zhu Cijiong's voice sounded in the carriage: "Father, the propaganda of the Scholar Camp is so effective. If I had known this, why wait until today to use it? We should have let them publicize it long ago."
"Jiong'er, you are wrong." Chongzhen said with a sigh, "Everything must be made according to the situation. If you blindly do it recklessly and get twice the result with half the effort, the final result may be counterproductive."
After a pause, he continued: "For example, if the public opinion war with the Donglin Party had not been foreshadowed in advance, if there had not been Piyong's questioning last night, and there had not been Huang Zongxi and others parading Zuo Guangxian, then even if it was
Xu Yingwei and the others have made all the claims, even if Liu Jingting and the others have made fantastic claims, not many people will believe them."
"But with Piyong questioning the case and Zuo Guangxian parading naked, everything fell into place."
"At this time, Xu Yingwei and others only need a little guidance to easily arouse public anger among the people of Nanjing."
"After all, your father has a very good image in the minds of the people. Not only does he know how to fight and win battles, but he is also a rare benevolent and righteous king."
…
"What kind of bullshit benevolent and righteous king? Bah!"
Hu Kedu dusted off the dirt on his body and cursed disdainfully to Shizhong Luo Wanxiang.
"Luo Wanxiang, shut up!" Zhang Youyu, the Minister of the Ministry of Finance,'s face instantly fell. Forget about saying this behind his back, he is now on Gongyuan Street.
"Da Situ, what I'm telling you is the truth."
Luo Wanxiang said: "Chongzhen is really insidious. Last night Huang Zongxi and others escorted Zuo Qian Duxian around Chaoku Street naked. They were clearly ordered by Chongzhen, as well as the traders on Chaoku Street, Gongyuan Street, and both sides of the Qinhuai River this morning.
The reaction of Xiaomin Zou and Shengdou was also very unusual, and the official suspected that someone was hiding behind the instigation."
"Doubtful?" Zhang Youyu snorted coldly and said, "Is there any need to doubt this matter?"
"So Grand Situ also thinks that this matter was instigated by someone?" Luo Wanxiang suddenly became energetic after hearing this, and said, "If so, I will go to Yingtianfu Yamen and instruct Yingtianfu to investigate the matter thoroughly."
"What a fool!" Zhang Youyu scolded him rudely.
"Yingtian Governor Jin Xuan is one of the nine ministers who went to disaster. Will he take care of you?"
Luo Wanxiang said: "Jin Xuan can ignore the lower officials, but he can't ignore you, Da Situ, right?"
Zhang Xiaoyu sighed and said: "In normal times, Jin Xuan would not dare to ignore me, but at this time, our Donglin Party has been implicated by Gao Hongtu and has become a street rat that everyone wants to beat..."
While he was talking, there was suddenly a loud noise from the street ahead.
"Look, there is a sedan chair for a high official here. Come over and take a look and take a walk."
Immediately, the servants standing guard in front of Zhang Youyu's sedan shouted loudly: "What are you doing? Stop quickly. This is the guard of honor of the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue today. Who dares to be so presumptuous?!"
"Zhang Youyu, Minister of the Ministry of Household Affairs?"
"Zhang Youyu? It seems that he is also a Donglin Party member."
"Zhang Youyu is the Donglin Party, and he wanted to seize the Emperor's Ministry of Internal Affairs."
"How dare you go against the Holy One? He must be a treacherous minister. Big guy, come and greet me!"
Immediately, all kinds of filth rained down on Zhang Youyu's official umbrella and official sedan. Within a moment, Zhang Youyu's official umbrella, official sedan and the servants protecting him were covered with filth.
Zhang Youyu hid in the official sedan to avoid being splashed all over.
But the sour smell couldn't be blocked.
At that moment, Zhang Youyu said with a dark face: "Go back home!"
I have no choice but to stay at home.
…
Wuyi Lane, Shi Kefa's mansion.
Looking at the writing on the desk, Shi Kefa was silent for a long time.
Shi Dewei stood in front of Shi Kefa with a respectful expression.
Shi Dewei was a native of Datong, Shanxi Province. He was originally a Suppressant Aid Division. In the eleventh year of Chongzhen, he was adopted by Shi Kefa as his adopted son, and he has been with Shi Kefa ever since.
"Longjiang." Shi Kefa asked, "Is this really what the Holy Spirit said?"
"Father, this is really what the Holy Spirit said." Stewie said with great certainty, "My son remembers it very clearly. Although I dare not say that it is accurate word for word, the general meaning is definitely not wrong."
Shi Kefa sighed softly and said something irrelevant: "Does the sparrow understand the ambition of the swan?"
Shi Dewei didn't know what Shi Kefa's words meant, so he added: "Father, my son thinks that these words spoken by the Holy One are to induce Gao Hongtu to relax his vigilance, so they should not be taken seriously."
"Long Jiang, you are wrong to think so." Shi Kefa said solemnly, "The Holy Emperor is very thoughtful and far-sighted, how could he say random things in front of so many officials, gentry and scholars in Piyongming Hall?"
"Since the Holy One has said so, he will definitely do so in the future."
After a pause, Shi Kefa chuckled again and said: "It's really ridiculous to say that what Gao Hongtu and the other national thieves desperately want to get, even at the cost of regicide and rebellion, is actually what the Holy One originally planned to give them, haha."
"After all, they misjudged Your Majesty, and I also misjudged Your Majesty."
"The current Holy Lord can truly be called a wise king and a holy king that is rare in ancient times and modern times."
Shi Dewei looked solemn. He did not expect his father to speak so highly of the Holy Spirit.
