Shen Lie, who became more and more angry as he spoke, spat at Zhang Siwei's feet with deep contempt, and mocked: "You Zhang Siwei are worthy of being called a scholar. Which dynasty have you inherited?" Which dynasty's bones are worthy of you to support Haoran's righteousness?"
"Face!"
You still need face!
This sound, every word, cursed people in their hearts.
And there was silence all around.
Not to mention that Zhang Siwei was dumbfounded and speechless after being scolded, but Zhang Jianxiu and Feng Bao were also speechless.
I was speechless for a moment.
now.
Shen Lie's words seemed to transport the two of them into the long river of history, and the images of scholars from generation to generation jumped out in his mind.
But Shen Lie finally said he was tired, swallowed and rolled his eyes.
"you you!"
Zhang Siwei was furious and trembling. His elegant and gentle face had already turned red from suppressing it and was turning a little purple, and his hands and feet were trembling.
It took a long time.
Only then did he feel relieved.
Zhang Siwei stretched out his trembling fingers and shouted angrily: "You are a treacherous villain, despicable and shameless, and you are slanderous... This pavilion, this pavilion!"
But the words are not finished yet.
Shen Lie rolled his eyes again and said coldly: "How...have I wronged you? If you were not a Tatar castrated dog, how could you be brothers with that Tatar Shunyi King? Not only did you advocate peace, but you even... Salt, iron, tea, horses, firearms, military weapons, hundred-forged fine iron, there is nothing you dare not sell. If you, Zhang Siwei, were not a castrated dog, would it be possible..."
Shen Lie took a step forward and asked curiously: "Could it be that the Tatars left a wild species in Puzhou back then? Otherwise, why would you be so filial to the Tatar King Shunyi?"
Think carefully.
This thing is really suspicious.
Looking at the appearance of Mr. Zhang Ge, Shen Lie felt that this guy did have the characteristics of a Beiyuan Semu person. Maybe his ancestor was really...
"you you……"
Seeing Shen Lie's curious face, Zhang Siwei's slender body trembled, his face turned blue and white, and his spine was poked.
Zhang Ge Lao was speechless, and instinctively wanted to retort, but found that he couldn't say a word, so he just suppressed it and his face turned red and his neck thickened.
Then.
Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhang Ge rolled his eyelids. He didn't know whether he had high blood pressure or a heart attack, so he slowly fell backwards.
There was a moment of dead silence.
"Why?"
Looking at Zhang Siwei who suddenly collapsed.
Shen Lie quickly spread his hands and said clearly to the people around him: "Did you see clearly? Shen didn't touch him... he fell down on his own!"
Don't touch porcelain.
That's it?
Shen Lie raised his chin proudly, cursing, and you are not good at speaking out. I just started scolding, and you fell down before I could exert any force.
What a damn thing!
And at this time.
The members of the Jin Party were in chaos, and several disciples of Zhang Siwei rushed over, crying and trying to help Mr. Zhang Ge up.
But Mr. Zhang Ge was really knocked out by the gas, and he didn't know how many of his blood vessels were burst. He was panting like a dying cow.
That posture.
It seemed as if he would be unable to breathe at any moment and would really die.
In chaos.
Shen Lie's eyes flashed fiercely, and he shouted: "Come in...search!"
With the fall of Zhang Siwei.
No one dares to stop factory guards from enforcing the law anymore.
As a result, a large number of people and the Imperial Guards rushed forward with murderous intent, pushed away the Jin Party members who were in the way, and rushed into the Shanxi Guild Hall, which once represented the world's top capital.
The Jin Party had controlled the Ming Dynasty for more than ten years.
At this moment, it is declared to collapse!
Don't say it yet.
It took less than a moment to burn the incense, and Zhang Siwei was still unconscious. The factory guards actually dug out a group of foreign businessmen from the Shanxi guild hall.
There are quite a lot of people.
more than ten.
They all look Tatar.
And very ferocious.
While being escorted away by factory guards, these Tatar businessmen threatened them in blunt Chinese: "The traitors of the false Ming Dynasty...are you looking for death...wait for our king to raise a hundred thousand prairie knights and destroy the false Ming Dynasty." , you will be cut into pieces."
Upon hearing this.
Shen Lie became furious on the spot, stepped forward, raised his fist as big as a sand bowl, and swung it hard, knocking the Tatar businessman to the ground and kicking him several times.
While kicking.
Jump up and kick!
Shen Lie was still cursing: "I'll tell you to ride a hundred thousand fine knights, I'll tell you to cut your corpse into ten thousand pieces..."
That's all for the future.
Anyway, you bitch will never see it again in this life!
This was a violent beating.
The brutal Tatar businessman stopped moving after the beating. Shen Lie was already a little tired, so he gave up angrily, then touched his nose and muttered in a low voice.
"Besides, your family has gathered 100,000 fine cavalry..."
Aren't there Li Rusong and the Liao army under Ma Lin standing in front?
"Can your King Khan defeat the Liao army at its peak?
Shen Lie dismissed it.
I do not believe!
Do you really think that today's Ming Dynasty is the Ming Dynasty during the Longqing period? My father-in-law Shen's New Deal in the past ten years has been in vain?
"Drag it down!"
As Shen Lie waved his hand in disgust, the murderous factory guards swarmed up and escorted this group of brutal Tatar businessmen away.
"Imprisoned in prison!"
In front of everyone in the Jin Party, Shen Lie said fiercely: "Go through the eighteen criminal laws of our factory guard first and pry open the mouths of these people!"
The factory guard agreed with a bang.
But I don't know why.
At dawn, the anxious people in the capital walked out of their homes and looked at the slightly depressed scene on the streets. Martial law was still in effect.
At each intersection, the well-equipped Shenji Battalion and the soldiers of the Fifth Army Battalion were still murderous, and the generals gathered together to chat.
The common people carefully accepted the interrogation, and then cautiously struggled to survive in the capital as usual.
It's three o'clock in the morning.
The flow of people on the street became denser.
In the teahouses and restaurants on the streets, people were talking about the big commotion that happened last night, which was really scary.
The blast of the firecracker sounded all night long.
In the midst of the excitement, some old people couldn't help but recall the panic when the Tatar troops approached the city during the Longqing period.
There were also some errands in the Beijing camp who described something in a very realistic way.
"These are all guest troops."
What is a guest army?
It is a rotating duty army composed of elite soldiers and horses from all over the country. They are the best elite soldiers in each province and are qualified to enter the three major battalions.
Therefore.
The three battalions are more than a hundred times more elite than the tenth regiment battalion?
"oh."
The onlookers could faintly smell a trace of the tragic atmosphere of the party struggle in the late Jiajing period. Anyway, the emperor was fighting with his ministers again.
"Almost the same!"
In whispers.
Xiyuan.
It's almost noon.
Shen Lie, Zhang Jianxiu, and Feng Baocai rushed to Xiyuan to recover, while the young emperor stood in the courtyard of the martial arts hall, looking at the big boxes in front of him.
There are piles of Maitreya Buddhas, scepters, magical weapons...
There are also messy ledgers.
Zhu Yijun walked over with a sullen face, looked at the golden magic weapons, and asked suspiciously: "Are these all pure gold?"
Shen Lie hurriedly said: "Yes."
Upon hearing this.
The flesh on Long Live Master's face began to tremble, and veins popped out on his angry forehead. He squeezed out a few words from between his teeth: "The atmosphere is full of smoke."
How much money and wealth have these bastards plundered?
The lives of these people were much more luxurious than that of the emperor. Even the ancestral temple of his old Zhu family did not have so many gold objects!