Chapter 1080: The people are like water, and the waves surge to the sky and the earth (Part 2)
Or is it that it is not that everyone does not want to resist the expansion of imperial power, but that they are not optimistic that the Yuan family can achieve final victory in this battle with open swords and guns?
They are just some untouchables who were buried as burial objects. Let alone less than a hundred yellow-flowered girls as burial objects, but two hundred or three hundred, so what?
Which aristocratic family doesn't do this?
There are even better ones than the Yuan family, okay?
What exactly went wrong?
Yuan Zheng paced irritably, completely unaware of the increasingly noisy noise in the front yard...
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As the head of the Yuan family of this generation, Yuan Zheng is undoubtedly qualified.
When he decided to resist the imperial power and fight Fang Jun with real swords and guns, he used the fundamental power of the Yuan family to gather all his allies, in-laws, and comrades together, and weave them into a huge network. Fang Jun was tightly covered in it.
He personally read several memorials to impeach Fang Jun, carefully reviewing them word for word, and demonstrating each piece of evidence, from Fang Jun's background to his arrogance and domineering, from Fang Jun's amassing of money to the trade routes throughout the Tang Dynasty, from the bloody business in Jiangnan. The butcher's knife has brought hundreds of innocent souls to the Lu family, from Lin Yiguo's purchase of grain to suppressing grain merchants of the Tang Dynasty to being provocative of border provocations...
It is the duty of the Yushi Yanguan to report rumors, and it is the law of the world for three people to become a tiger.
As long as the imperial censors mobilized for impeachment, officials from the Guanlong clan would follow suit. How could the officials from the Jiangnan clan, who hated Fang Jun so much, stand by and watch and miss the opportunity to knock Fang Jun into the dust?
Yuan Zheng believed that his arrangement was close to perfect. Not to mention Fang Jun, a stupid young man with enemies all over the court, even the pillars of the empire like Fang Xuanling and Li Ji would not be able to escape unscathed under this arrangement. .
Yuan Zheng almost laughed out loud when he heard that Fang Jun was leading the complainant and plaintiff to the Yuan family's ancestral grave in Shaolingyuan.
Even if he were beaten to death, he would not believe that Fang Jun, a stickman, would really dare to dig up the ancestral tombs of the Yuan family. In Yuan Zheng's opinion, Fang Jun's arrogant behavior was just an attempt to intimidate the Yuan family. Who would dare to excavate the ancestral tombs of the Yuan family at will?
Even for ordinary people, digging graves and digging graves is an undying hatred. No matter what the reason is, they will definitely become the object of contempt for everyone in the world!
If you dug the Yuan family's ancestral grave today, will you find another way to dig another family's ancestral grave tomorrow?
This is a chain reaction. Let alone Fang Jun, even His Majesty Li Er, the most powerful person in the world, would not dare to risk the world's disapproval like this!
After receiving the news, Yuan Renhui immediately led his family to drive away the slaves. Yuan Zheng was not too worried.
Yuan Renhui was vocal and extremely intelligent since he was a child. When he grew up, he became an official with self-denial and political integrity. He was straightforward and honest with others. He was the most outstanding person in the next generation of the Yuan family. With him personally going to Shaolingyuan, Yuan Zheng was naturally relieved.
But where did this feeling of surprise and uncertainty come from?
After a while, the noise in the front yard became louder and louder, and gradually became a noisy one.
Yuan Zheng was already irritable, and he couldn't hold it anymore. He yelled loudly: "Who dares to make such a noise? Doesn't the tutoring tradition even exist?"
All the servants were as silent as cicadas, not daring to make a sound.
Yuan Zheng was impatient and ordered: "Go to the front yard and have a look. Instruct the servants to catch the noisy ones. Regardless of the reason, give them thirty sticks first to make them understand the family tradition of the Yuan family!"
People were so frightened that they all shuddered subconsciously when they heard this.
The Yuan family has strict family rules and often uses corporal punishment with sticks. The bamboo sticks prepared for torture are one palm wide and three thirds thick. They are soaked in boiling oil to make them tougher. If they hit a person's body, the skin will be torn, the flesh will be broken, the bones will be broken, and the tendons will be broken.
Normally, twenty sticks can kill someone. With thirty sticks, is there any need to learn any family rules?
Oh, it's probably still necessary. Everyone in the country knows that the Yuan family is very harsh on their slaves. "You are a Yuan family member in life and a ghost of the Yuan family in death" is no joke. You have to be a slave and maid for the Yuan family while you are alive, and you have to be a slave to the Yuan family after you die.
Cows and horses were all buried near the ancestral tombs of the Yuan family...
Before the two healthy servants walked out of the hall, there was a burst of rapid footsteps, and a steward ran over in a pissed off manner, shouting: "Master, something bad is going on!"
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The snow fell heavier and heavier, and white snowflakes fell from the sky like goose feathers, scattering one after another over the vast expanse between heaven and earth.
The ground is covered with a thick layer of snow, but the bitingly cold weather never freezes the fiery hearts of the people of Chang'an!
From the mountain road from Shaoling Yuan's ancestral grave to Mingde Gate in the south of Chang'an City, both sides of the long road were already crowded with crowds of onlookers. Jingzhao Mansion's agents, officials, and patrolmen were all dispatched to maintain order on the one hand, and
Under the guidance of Taoist priests from Zhongnan Mountain, the bodies of the eighty-one girls who were buried in Yuan Huaiming's tomb were taken out, loaded onto carts, and transported directly back to the Jingzhao Mansion Yamen in Chang'an City.
This is the important physical evidence in this case. The eighty-one girls' remains are the best indictment of the Yuan family's disregard for human life and cruelty!
Unsurprisingly, the good reputation accumulated by the Yuan family for many years completely collapsed. Pedestrians on the road stared at the extremely miserable remains of the girls one after another. The soft-hearted ones burst into tears, and the bold ones cursed!
More and more people came after hearing the news, and an anger caused by grief and compassion gradually gathered.
As soon as the team entered Mingde Gate, there was a sign of imperial guards lying across the street, blocking the way.
The right guard general Dugu Mou stood up with his sword drawn, full of murderous intent, looking at the crowd gradually walking towards him and Jingzhao Yin Fangjun at the front of the crowd, with complicated thoughts.
Dugumou is a military commander, a pure military commander!
His ambition is to expand the territory and make achievements. If one day he can be shrouded in horse leather and have his name engraved on the monument of the Tang Empire, that will be his greatest wish and honor in this life.
When the elders of the clan sent a message ordering him to lead his soldiers to stop the people from transporting eighty-one bodies into the city, Dugu Mou wanted to resist.
He didn't want to get involved in the struggle between imperial power and the interests of the family, and he even looked down upon the Yuan family's unscrupulous actions!
Killing eighty-one young virgins in the most cruel way and then filling them into graves for burial. Is this something that a human being can do? Even Dugu, who has been used to seeing dead bodies in the mountains of blood since he was a child, has gone back and forth.
Moudu felt his scalp numb...
Is it possible that people who were killed so cruelly and brutally by the Yuan family were not allowed to file complaints at the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion?
There is no such truth in the world!
But after all, it was difficult to disobey the orders of the elders, so we could only delay and gather the soldiers to stop them. However, they arrived a step too late. The people had already entered the city gate, so they had to stop them on the street...
Fang Jun, dressed in a purple official robe, strode forward, stood in front of Dugu Mou, and said solemnly: "I am performing official duties, and General Dugu blocked me. I don't know what you want?"
Dugumou gave a wry smile, sat upright on his horse, clasped his fists and said: "The general is responsible for his duties, so he is unable to dismount from the horse and salute, so I would like to ask the Marquis to pay homage. Ordinarily, the general is not qualified to stop the marquis when he is on business, but the general is now responsible for the accommodation."
The important task of defending the capital is today, and today is the day when the last general is on duty. The people behind the Marquis are now very angry. If they rush into the city, they are afraid of causing chaos. Therefore, the last general is bold and the Marquis returns to Jingzhao Mansion for business. These people
Just stay here and evacuate them one by one."
No one wants to compete with Fang Jun, not to mention Dugu Mou has a deep sense of loyalty. Although it was Princess Changle who interceded for Dugu Cheng in front of Fang Jun not long ago, how could Fang Jun not know that Dugu Cheng was following his own path, so he begged Princess Changle?
before?
Dugu Mou also kept this favor in mind and did not want to be in trouble with Fang Jun.
Fang Jun glanced at Dugu Mou, nodded slightly, and said: "Since General Dugu said this, I naturally have to give the general a face. I will disperse the people and return to the capital with only eighty-one bodies."
Zhaofu, how about opening a court to hear the case?"
Dugumou smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying in a low voice: "Master Hou, why do you have to pretend to be confused? Since the general can appear here, he will definitely not allow you to bring these eighty-one bodies into Jingzhao Mansion."
Seeing the expression on Fang Jun's face, Dugu Mou knew that things could not go well today, so he raised his voice and said loudly: "Chang'an is the most virtuous place at the feet of the emperor, and the center of the empire with excellent geomantic omen. How can we allow unclean filth?
Offending the imperial aura of the imperial capital? Lord Marquis, please quickly order these people to bury those remains. Don’t make things difficult for the general."