The case of Guo Zheng's wounding was settled. The trial results and interrogation records were sealed by two judges and two hearing officers and presented to the emperor. The criminal Guo Zheng was suspected of killing his wife and was taken over by Nanchang and was directly taken away.
Zhao Xuan was suspected of insulting the royal family and was taken to the jail to await trial.
This vigorous court trial finally came to a successful conclusion. Master Qingtian waited for his subordinates to finish the handover documents with Dali Temple, and then walked out of the Yamen with cheers and cordially met the grateful people.
He was buried up to his neck and his pigtails might become warped at any time. With the help of his children and grandchildren, he tremblingly moved over to kowtow to Liu Ziguang: "Qingtian, I haven't seen such a master in solving cases like this in decades." Liu Ziguang hurriedly said.
He helped the old man up: "Old man, this is what I should do. As an official of the imperial court, it is my duty to defend the people's grievances."
"Master Qingtian, please pay your respects to the young ladies." About a dozen brothel girls all wished Uncle Zhenwu a long blessing. Several tall men came up from behind and unfurled a banner with the sound "The mirror hangs high."
The four big characters were still dripping with ink, and it looked like they had just been written. Liu Ziguang laughed heartily and said: "Fathers and fellow villagers, if you have any grievances in the future, you still have to believe in the court and the emperor..." For a moment, the Dali Temple Yamen
There was a lot of people in front and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
After the plague gods from Nanchang left, and Eunuch Cao also took his leave, Feng Qingshan and Xu Jiujing quickly arranged sedans, carriages, and horses, and contacted their colleagues to prepare to go to Wubo, Benshen Town, to rescue Zhao Xuan tomorrow.
Good things don't go out, but bad things spread thousands of miles. The story of Zhao Xuan, the imperial censor of Zuodu of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, was beaten in court by Zhenwu Bo and imprisoned for no reason. The news spread throughout the capital overnight. The scholars were shocked and then extremely indignant.
, the Metropolitan Procuratorate specializes in rectifying and impeaching hundreds of officials, identifying wrongdoings, supervising various disciplines, and serving as the emperor's eyes and ears. Each censor has been strictly inspected and selected. They are not only professionally proficient, but also morally exemplary.
It was the honor of every scholar in the Ming Dynasty to become a censor, but now their idol was brutally beaten by a warrior in front of the court, which is really intolerable.
The Donglin Party is taking action, the Metropolitan Procuratorate is taking action, all the scholars are taking action, a group of ministers are writing hard at home, and the young students of the Imperial College are also ready to take action. If the imperial court cannot give a satisfactory result, then they
The four young masters in the south of the Yangtze River were the most excited and contacted the governors in various provinces to act together. Basically, except for the governors in Shandong who did not abandon them, the governors in other places were inspired by Hou Fangyu.
After the strong incitement, everyone responded positively, and a student movement was already brewing.
Zhu Youxiao had already received the results of the three-party trial. He was not surprised that Guo Zheng was guilty. What was surprising was that Guo Zheng had another case. Regarding Zhao Xuan's matter, Zhu Youxiao did not feel that there was anything wrong with Liu Ziguang's handling.
As expected, the concubine and the eldest princess had suffered so much among the people, and Zhu Youxiao had always felt guilty. During this period, he served his mother and sister in different ways, saying hello in the morning and evening, and always having meals together.
When she was living among the people, it was okay for the imperial sister to be bullied. But now that she is a dignified princess, she still has to be bullied.
, How could he swallow this tone? Zhu Youxiao didn't care whether Zhao Xuan was a censor or not. He made up his mind that any information he had to plead and defend Zhao Xuan tomorrow would be included.
Inside the Nanchang Yamen, there were more than ten people lined up in the courtyard. Liu Ziguang first politely thanked everyone for their hard work, then walked up to the leader and said: "Old Zhang, you must have a certain attitude when pretending to be an old man in the future.
Do you think it’s true that an old man who is about to die still comes out to watch the fun? Go to the door and imitate the old man’s walk. When you are satisfied with the way, you can come back to eat.”
"Follow your orders." The fan who was pretending to be an old man at the entrance of Dali Temple went out with a look of shame on his face and went to learn how to walk like an old man. The remaining people still stood upright and listened to the instructions of the factory supervisor. These men and women all looked familiar to Dali Temple.
They were the ones booing and applauding in front of the door and creating momentum.
"As a fan, you must first be a qualified actor. An actor is an actor. Do you know how to act? Your demeanor should be natural, your expressions should be more realistic, and your movements and language should match the characteristics of the person you are playing. There is a
The great dramatist Stanislavsky once said that there are no actors, big or small. On our stage in the South Factory, everyone is the leading actor, and there are no extras, because any mistake made by everyone is related to the success or failure of the action.
, Today’s operation in Dali Temple is just a small warm-up, and there is no danger, but what if it were in Beijing? A slight mistake on your part may cost you your life, or even endanger the entire operation. Therefore, strengthen your personal
Cultivation is very important. I will go back and find a few masters to give you classes and then dismiss them."
The male and female actors saluted the factory supervisor and then dispersed. Liu Ziguang shook his head and said to Sun Gang, who was standing aside solemnly: "Go find a few charlatans to teach them. You can't rely on the tricks of the troupe.
You can be a qualified Nanchang fan by acting in whatever style you want. There must be no mistakes in costumes, props or accents. I leave this matter to you."
The next morning at the court meeting, a large number of veterans indeed wrote a letter denounced the evil behavior of Admiral Nachang. Some old guys even bluntly said that Nachang was going to follow the path of the old Dongchang, being domineering, bullying ministers, and humiliating the gentlemen. He was really a member of the Ming Dynasty.
What they are talking about is that they are talking about why Liu Ziguang beat Zhao Xuan. What they mean is that military generals must not beat civil servants. No matter how serious the crime the civil servant has committed, it can only be dealt with by a higher-level civil servant.
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Zhu Youxiao was trembling with anger. He had grown up with eunuchs and maids, and he had read few sage books. How could he withstand the indiscriminate bombardment of these old scholars quoting scriptures? Moreover, these ministers wanted to repeat the old events of the Longqing period.
They completely overthrew the emperor and put power in the hands of the cabinet, so this time they found a handle and concentrated their firepower to remonstrate to death. After all, Zhu Youxiao was only a sixteen-year-old boy, so he walked away in anger.
The ministers chased them from the Wuying Palace to the Qianqing Gate. After being stopped by the imperial guards, they knelt on the ground and could not get up, clamoring for the little emperor to hit them with the imperial staff.
It was so noisy inside the palace, and it was even more lively outside the palace. The princes took to the streets to protest against the atrocities in the South Factory, and the situation in the capital suddenly changed.
This movement seems to be aimed at Nanchang and Zhenwu Bo, but the person it hurts is the current emperor. His confidant will be attacked in order to protect the honor of the eldest princess. This is something Zhu Youxiao cannot accept.
So a counterattack kicked off that night.
First of all, Wei Zhongxian got involved. As the leader of the eunuchs, Wei Zhongxian was not treated well by anyone from the first day he took the post of admiral of Dongchang. The civil servants did not even pay attention to the Nanchang who suppressed Uncle Wu, let alone him. This eunuch has taken power in Dongchang. In order to please the emperor and consolidate his position, strengthening cooperation with his brother unit Nanchang is the top priority at the moment.
Wei Zhongxian saw the little emperor's sad face, so he asked cautiously: "In order to clean up those kneeling officials outside the door?" Zhu Youxiao said yes, I don't want to beat them because I don't want to be a coward, but their demands are too much. Just riding on Zhen's neck to shit.
Wei Zhongxian said: "I don't know who else I am, but I still know Lord Zhenwu's loyalty. Those ministers are obviously jealous of Zhenwu's achievements. In my opinion, these ministers are old and confused, and the court should promote them." There are young and promising ministers like Uncle Wu in some towns and villages..."
"What do you, a eunuch, know?" Zhu Youxiao scolded. Huang Jiuqiang had not forgotten the lessons he had learned. He always kept in mind that eunuchs could not be reused after all. However, Wei Zhongxian's words did remind Zhu Youxiao that these courtiers now have a problem. Most of them are old, frail, and dim-sighted. They can't do their job and are holding them back, so what's the use of them?
"Send the message to them all to go back, and I will give them an explanation tomorrow." Zhu Youxiao said coldly. He wanted to gain fame by using the imperial staff, but there was no way. He would drive them all back to their hometown tomorrow!
After hearing the decree, the ministers thought that the emperor had surrendered, so they went back to their homes with satisfaction, waiting for the good news tomorrow.
The marchers wandered around for a long time and found that they had seriously underestimated Zhenwu Bo's influence in the hearts of the people. Not only were there very few people who supported them, but people on the street looked at them with ridicule, as if they were a group of people. The monkeys playing tricks were very boring to the officials, so they dejectedly changed the parade to a drinking celebration. Unexpectedly, the bitches by the Qinhuai River actually went on strike collectively today. In fact, it is not that they don't accept guests, but they have choices. , first ask the guest if he is a supporter of Zhenwu Bo. If so, then please come in for a drink. If not, please leave.
A large number of candidates were rejected for no reason, and were shocked. Once the three minutes of excitement passed, not many people followed the Fourth Young Master from Jiangnan to join in the fun, and they dispersed to do whatever they were supposed to do.
Seeing the supporters disperse one by one, the Fourth Young Master's mood became increasingly cold, "Brother, what should we do?" The three little brothers all turned their attention to Hou Fangyu.
"If they don't do it, let's do it. Let's go to Zuixian Tower. I want to expose Nanchang's crimes to the public in a unique way!"