Yang Xian never expected that His Majesty would kill him as soon as he said he could.

He is not an ordinary official. If he is an ordinary military officer, he will kill him.

He was born in the second grade Jinshi and passed the Jinshi.

The knife slashed his neck. At first, Yang Xian was still yelling: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty is wronged... wronged..."

When he spoke of the word "unfair", his trachea was cut off and blood immediately splattered. Then he collapsed and knelt in the mud, and the blood splattered even more violently like rice grains.

Yang Xian suddenly felt that everything in front of him was blood red. He could no longer breathe, and his face was not covered with blood. The remaining strength was to keep covering his neck, as if trying to take back his wound.

He could not have imagined what happened at this time before. Even when His Majesty said he would kill him, he felt that he would be able to keep someone under the knife.

Because this is not in line with the rules.

But now, the severe pain in his neck was covered with his body, which made him look desperate. He could no longer make any sound in his mouth. The more he tried to make a sound, the more blood on his neck gushed.

Finally, his head and his body fell down and fell into the stinking mud.

There was no more light in my eyes, and I was dead.

There is no sound in the public housing.

However, Emperor Tianqi sat down calmly and asked someone to get a pen, ink, paper and ink.

He held the pen gently and focused on writing something.

Huang Liji and others thought that His Majesty was writing a hand-in-hand or drafting an order in person, so they all waited patiently.

Until Emperor Tianqi wrote, he directly said to Zhang Jing beside him: "Zhang Qing, come and take a look."

Zhang Jing stepped forward and looked carefully, then looked surprised: "Your Majesty, what is this?"

"This is the drawing." Emperor Tianqi said calmly: "Don't you like these things too? I was in your Qingpingfang just now and saw that everything is good in this shop, but the tea shops that house the people are crowded with many people, but there are few tables and chairs. Many people have to stand. I have been thinking about it. It is also a tea shop. It is such a big place. How can I use it better and have more tables and chairs? Look at the tables and chairs I have conceived?"

When Zhang Jing heard his explanation, he understood. Not to mention... the space utilization rate is similar to that of later generations.

Abandoned the traditional round table. Although the round table is good, it occupies a large space. The general design here is a long table, and the chair has also been redesigned. It is not like the traditional style of the official hat chair, nor is it as simple as the long bench. Combining the advantages of the two, this...it is a bit like the shape of a simple chair in later generations. Not to mention, it is quite ergonomic. The main reason is that the chair is small, which greatly increases the utilization rate of space.

only……

"Your Majesty...you have been busy for a long time, and you are busy with this?"

Emperor Tianqi then bulged his eyes and looked at him: "Or what am I busy with? Otherwise, I will go to your place to see if I can buy something? You can put away this drawing first, and try it in two days to find a craftsman. Don't worry, this thing is very good."

Things are good things, but Zhang Jingyi is a little unable to understand the thinking of Emperor Tianqi. Is it time to care about these things now?

Of course, it was impossible for him to say this, so he obediently rolled up the drawings and put them under his armpit.

Huang Liji was a little panicked.

When he said that he was killing someone just now, he felt that it was not in accordance with the rules, but His Majesty was so calm that he thought His Majesty had an idea.

But unexpectedly, His Majesty has been struggling for so long, because of this?

Huang Liji suddenly felt that he had been in the wrong team. He coughed and said, "Your Majesty, it is a bad omen. Once this matter is spread, people in the world will inevitably criticize you and all officials will be furious."

Sun Chengzong pursed his lips, obviously worried.

In fact, it is very simple to deal with Yang Xian. Just let the punishment be clear, such as directly ordering the Three Courts to be tried.

Of course, there are also bad things about this method, because the factory, the Censorate, and the Ministry of Justice interrogated it. It is difficult to guarantee that there will be some dizzy ministers who will try to protect Yang Xian, and in the end they will cause controversy.

In addition, a more severe method can be used, that is, direct court sticks.

Although the reputation of the court stick is terrible, it is actually a kind of preferential treatment to ministers.

In other words, even if the minister is guilty of a serious crime, you can be the emperor and be beaten by a personal military stick, but you cannot use other criminal laws. This is actually a variant that cannot be punished by a doctor.

In the Donglin case, many people were killed by the court, and became a symbol of the tyranny of Emperor Aoki.

But today, it has become even worse.

He killed directly without going through the court or the court, which means that even the last little decency of the minister has disappeared and turned into the simplest and most direct violence.

It is conceivable what the officials would think in their hearts. Once this example is opened, it means that their little privileges really do not exist.

Emperor Tianqi said, "I am waiting for the family to be furious. Come, is Yang Xian dead?"

A cavalry came in and said, "Your Majesty, Yang Xian has been executed."

"Very good." Emperor Tianqi said with a smile: "Behead the head and hang his head at the gate of the inspection department."

"Here."

No one can see the intention of Emperor Apocalypse.

Then, Emperor Tianqi looked at the heavy rain outside: "As such a heavy rain, I am afraid that I will live here for the time being, so I won't go back to the palace now. Zhang Qing, you go to work on your Qingpingfang on weekdays, come here if you have free time, sit with me and play chess."

Zhang Jing said in a hesitant manner: "I can't play chess in a humble way."

"Not even beast fighting chess?"

"Ah..." Zhang Jing said hurriedly: "This will."

So Yang Xian's head was hung directly in the storm.

The storm is still raging, and the subjects in the capital are already suffering.

But the officials were fine. After all, most of their living places were close to the Bell and Drum Tower. The terrain was always very high, and there were sedan chairmen in and out. Therefore, they were still the same as before, sitting in sedans and working comfortably in various yamen.

In the Hanlin Academy, something suddenly happened.

As soon as the news came out from Tianqiaofang.

The Hanlin people went crazy and rushed to the public housing of the Hanlin Grand Secretary to ask for a meeting.

Who knew that this Grand Secretary knew the news in advance? He predicted the Hanlin people's predictions and knew that this matter must be over. He was not a person with good character. He just wanted to get a job and was really unwilling to cause trouble, so... he fell ill.

Fortunately, Liu Yan, the lecturer, is here.

So everyone found the scholar Liu Yan. Liu Yan was furious and said sternly: "Is this arbitrary killing ministers? How can the country raises scholars like this? What is Yang Xian's crime? Your Majesty has treacherous ministers around you."

"It must be that Wei Zhongxian." A young Hanlin editor shouted angrily.

Then……

The mood became calm.

Wei Zhongxian is not good, Wei Zhongxian is too tough.

A man on the other side said, "It's Zhang Jingyi, the hundred households!"

Suddenly, everyone became eager again: "Yes, Mr. Yang died because of him. Can you sit back and see what happened today? You must not tolerate such traitors making trouble in front of His Majesty. If we do not speak today, the country will decline in the future, it will be your and my responsibility."

"Mr. Yang has always been honest and honest, and his official voice is good. Such a person actually kills him like this. Today, he will kill him. If he kills him, he will be the one with his body and head in the future. I, Liu Yan, is the scholar-teacher, should speak up for justice."

"I'll go, too."

"Go together."

"Will everyone give advice to you by death?"

"Yes!"

In the past, the party struggle was fine if people died, but at least they had a procedure. Now they don’t even leave the procedure, but they vented the anger that was suppressed in everyone’s hearts all at once.

Moreover, Yang Xian has not formed a clique, and is not considered a Donglin. She has no evil deeds on weekdays. Who doesn’t say he is good at the government and the country? If you don’t make trouble this time, when will you wait?

There were forty or fifty people in the Hanlin Courtyard. When they walked through the lobby of the Ministry of Revenue, some young staff officers from the Ministry of Revenue followed. When they arrived at the Censorate, the censors of the Censorate were actually ready to go. The Censors were ready to go, and the Censors were ready to fight and vowed to get rid of the traitors this time.

In fact, there was the most strange phenomenon in the entire Ming Dynasty, which was a real national event, which rarely caused huge controversy, and at most it was discussed in the temple.

But whenever a big deal happens, the most important thing is to make a seemingly simple thing.

For example, the great ritual discussion during the Jiajing period clearly confirmed whether Jiajing's father was his father. This is probably the same as how later generations proved that your father was your father. No matter how difficult it was, it was just a ritual dispute. However, this dispute lasted for several years, shocking the world, and countless people in the court and the country were standing by one after another.

The reason why all officials are furious today is that on the one hand, they have been suppressed for too long. On the other hand, this time, the killing, Emperor Tianqi did not go through the procedure. Even if you let the East Factory frame, everyone will endure it, or they will directly take the court stick and accidentally beat someone to death, everyone can pinch their noses and recognize it, but you can't stand it so unscrupulously that you can't bear it and turn the table up.

The sedan chairs of the ministers came to the Meridian Gate one after another.

By this time, there were more than 200 people.

With such a scale, the guards in front of the door were as terrified as earth.

But soon, the ministers learned that His Majesty was not in the Forbidden City, nor in the West Garden, but in Tianqiaofang.

Not returning home at night is another crime.

If you, the emperor, don’t stay in the palace, what do you want to do?

So everyone was so powerful that they sat in the sedan chairs, facing the wind and rain, and headed towards the Tianqiaofang with great emotion.

For a moment, this sedan chair, like a long dragon, was actually spectacular.

In the storm, Liu Yan, a lecturer lying in the sedan chair, looked ashen. Today, it was so big that it seemed that there was no way back.

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Chapter completed!