The shackles on his hands were jingling and shaking. Zhang Pu, led by the eunuch, walked slowly to the court step by step. Looking at his figure, many young officials burst into their pupils, while some old-fashioned people were full of fear and hatred as if they had seen the thorn in their bones.

However, whether it is Donglin or Fushe, officials of all sizes, all the pupils of officials of all sizes standing in the Nanjing court were filled with excitement. They were fighting each other! They were also the two largest factions in the southern province, a grand occasion that was rare in decades! They seemed to feel their knees were hot, and flames were squirting from their mouths. Every southern official was eager to try.

However, the first sound was made by Emperor Hongguang, with an elbow leaning on his cheek. Zhu Yousong was lazy and angry, and his voice was greasy.

"Mr. Zhang, why did the matter in Wenzhou be so confused? In July, before you took office, you promised to obtain 2.6 million taels of annual income for the court in front of all civil and military officials. But this year it was only 970,000 taels, and many merchants were forced to death. You really disappointed me!"

No wonder Zhu Yousong was depressed. This matter was related to him. Qian Qianyi and his gentlemen promised him that 2.6 million taels of tax silver would be put into treasury, and the emperor's treasury would increase by 500,000 taels of gold and silver. But he waited for the moon for three months. The military expenditure of 1.3 million taels had not been raised yet, and he had to withdraw 200,000 taels from his treasury to subsidize military expenditure. It would be strange if Hongguang was not angry.

However, the emperor's tone made the Donglin Party uncomfortable. Zhu Yousong complained most of the tone, but he did not ask for any guilt. Wang Qia, who had been roaring a lion for a morning, was almost suffocated to death. If Zhu Yousong's tone was followed, then the trial was only a mistake rather than a punishment. This purpose was inconsistent with the Donglin Party removing Zhang Pu's nail. He glanced at the emperor like a century-old resentful woman. The Minister of Rites raised his momentum again and roared behind Zhu Yousong.

"Abusing the business people, being foolish, and having a simple meal, causing the imperial court taxes to pass away, the people are displaced, and the people are living in poverty. Do you know that they are guilty?"

After a moment of browsing, Wang Qia's anger opened, and his halberd pointed to him. The eyes of the six ministers, four ministers, and a group of big figures all gathered on Zhang Pu, who was kneeling in the middle hall. Each of them was an old politician who had been an official for many years. His fierce power, if he was a little brave, he would be scared and exhausted.

But is Zhang Pu a person with a little courage? Not to mention trembling, he didn't even react. He raised his head as usual and replied in an extremely calm tone.

"I am not guilty!"

"It's nonsense!!!"

Wang Qia was almost furious and pointed at Zhang Pu's forehead with a big sword in anger. The blue veins on his forehead were twisted like an earthworm: "In Wenzhou City, more than 30 families below Wang Zhixing were forced to commit suicide! Nearly a hundred merchants were barely barred, and the Ministry of Revenue's income was as low as 1.6 million. You are covered with blood in your hands. What do you think you are innocent?"

The boss needs to help his younger brother to have momentum. What is party struggle? The party is going to join hands with the people. After Wang Qia said that the court was like Xia Tian's Zhiliao. The party members of the Donglin party jumped out one after another, pointing to Zhang Pu's nose and scolding everything, such as treason, being unfaithful and unfilial, and even saying that he was a spy sent by Mao Jue.

However, amid the sound of guilt, none of the Fushe party members spoke, and they remained silent, as if they had given up on Zhang Pu. Zhang Pu, who was kneeling on the ground, did not say a word. His eyes did not fall in front, but forty-five degrees, and he actually looked back slightly.

Under his eyes, a man was like a thorn on his back, the one-leg standing on the ground trembled violently, and his young forehead was twisted like a few snakes in the charcoal.

Bang ~

Incredible, Wang Qia looked at the palace gate. The noisy court just now was quiet. In the dumbfounded party of the Donglin Party, Luo Zhen once again smashed the handle of the golden gourd hammer in his hand to the ground.

"The ancestral system is not a rumor above the court!"

With this sentence, the Donglin Party's attack that had just become as powerful as a mountain was completely broken. Before the annoyed Wang Qia began to brew the next wave of attacks, the initiative had been seized by Zhang Pu.

He knelt straight, and he raised his hand in shackles and pointed at Wang Qia's nose and started to scold.

"The thief shouted to catch the thief! It's the big joke in the world! Is it my own official who forced the Wang family and many businesses to death? It's Wang Shangshu who made a big spoiler, and Qian Ge Lao, Gao Ge Lao!"

"Zhang Pu, how dare you be so rebellious, and you will be so slandered with blood!"

Unexpectedly, he was dragged into the water. Qian Qianyi jumped out like a bite, but the leader of Fushe was the leader of Fushe, with a sarcastic look on his face and angered like a bell. He was simply overwhelming. He straightened his chest and roared angrily.

"Why did the Southern Merchant fail this time? The fundamental reason is that the Northern Merchant Business has no tax! The Southern Merchant Business must pay 30% of the tax on the Northern Merchant! The same thing, the Northern Merchant Businessman will have to pay 13 taels of tax on the Northern Merchant! In order to avoid compensation, the Lianggang was cut off, and the merchants of our dynasty had to go out to sea in the wind and rain, without supplies on the road, how can we not pay the hardships of the journey?"

"If several cabinet masters had not bowed to the Northern Barbarians and lost power and humiliated the country, why would they be like this now?"

Both Qian Qianyi and Gao Hongtu were dull. They had a hundred dreams and never expected that Zhang Pu would dare to burn the fire to Mao Jue!

What made them even more incredible was that Zhang Pu was not satisfied with this alone, and his voice was so loud that it was so loud that it was completely broken. He was angry and stood up with red eyes, shaking the shackles in his hands.

"Zhu Zi said, get rid of human desires and keep the laws of heaven! What is the laws of heaven? The ruler and ministers are in charge, and the country and the country! Now half of our Ming Dynasty has fallen, and the Northern Barbarians are rebelling, and they dare to take over the emperor and govern the world and stop our sacrifices from the Ming Dynasty! All the people in the world are full of passion and blood, and they wish they could raise the three-foot green edge and collect the fifty states of Guanshan for Your Majesty! But all the elders, are you greedy for life and death, and are afraid of death, and are seeking skins with tigers, cede land and pay tribute, and sell your country for glory? Have you learned the teachings of the saints? What is the difference between you and Qin Hui?"

"Your Majesty, I ask you to save the righteous army and recover the Hang, Quan, Fu, and Ningzhou! Even my scholars are willing to be your vanguard!"

When I kowtowed again, this was a signal, and the picture was revealed! With a loud bang, three-fifths of the officials in the court knelt down. Although they were all small officials, most of them were young scholars. The momentum was not comparable to that of an old man. The roar was extremely neat, and he knelt on the ground and roared.

"Restore my country!!!"

"Your Majesty asks for the Northern Expedition! I wish you could be tragic!!!"

During the Chongzhen period, Zhu Yousong also tasted the troubles encountered by the former emperor Zhu Youjian this time, and the overwhelming roar made him unable to interrupt, but in line with these guys' agreement to the Northern Expedition, thinking about the momentum of Mao Jue drinking the Yangtze River, he had a fat face, pale, helpless, and sat on the dragon throne in a daze.

He couldn't even interject with the words several times, but in the end he kept sweating on his forehead. Qian Qianyi simply glanced backwards. He was very stupid. Zhu Yousong understood it. The emperor turned around and left amid the roar of his ministers, and ran away in shame to the harem.

After a few seconds, the court finally became quiet. Even the officials of the Donglin faction were stunned. The emperor's escape from the court was unprecedented in history!

But although it was a party struggle, it had to abide by the rules of the game. The emperor was still the nominal highest decision-maker. Zhu Yousong escaped. What's the point of shouting? In the stunned side of Fushe, Qian Qianyi took the opportunity to grab the eunuch's job and shouted at the top of his voice.

"Retreat the court!!!"

.........

The world-renowned battle of Donglin Fushe came to an end in the emperor's shameless way.

On the surface, no one suffered any losses, and it seemed that he had a draw, but anyone with a discerning eye knew that Donglin lost! Donglin always stood on the moral high ground and accused others. Now he was replaced by a feng shui, which made Zhang Pu unable to fight back, because the Three Bonds and Five Constant Virtues were the highest criterion of the feudal era. Mao Jue replaced the Ming Dynasty and became emperor, but Qian Qianyi and others did nothing, which was unreasonable.

In the next few days, the newspaper of new things that had been born in the north for more than a year, and finally was born in Jiangnan. Under the leadership of Zhang Pu, Fushe created the Nandu Daily. Young people accepted new things quickly enough. The vernacular Chinese that they used to despise was also completely introduced at this time. The entire article of Nandu Daily was full of vernacular Chinese.

However, cultural people are still cultural people. Zhang Pu did not curse her directly, but instead published the century of Zu Di, Yue Fei, white-robed general Chen Qingzhi, and the Northern Expedition of Song Zu Liu Yu, cynical about the inaction of the current cabinet.

Faced with Fushe's pursuit of victory, Donglin had no power to fight back.

Qianfu, Muzhai.

The sound was much simpler than that of the Beijing Daily. The hand-made Nandu Daily was torn to pieces, and her eyes were red and bleeding. Qian Qianyi slapped the table in anger and roared unforgivable.

"I don't know the general! I don't have a son! I don't have a minister! I deserve to die Zhang Pu!"

Did the Donglin Party do something wrong? It's true! If you were hard on your neck and Mao Jue, you would have no more destruction left. Faced with these stubborn scholars and officials in Jiangnan, if you want to implement your reforms and not follow the old path, Mao Jue, who could not bear it, probably would have to raise his butcher knife and eliminate it physically. The Donglin Party's compromise strategy indirectly saved millions of lives of the Jiangnan family and the capitalist illegal businessmen family who came from the Restoration Society.

But the opposition is always more clamoring than the ruling ones. Zhang Pu dares to yell at the decisive battle of the Northern Expedition, but Qian Qianyi dares not. If he gets angry, they will be finished!

Even so, it cannot be said that Donglin is more noble. The overall situation they maintained is entirely for their own personal interests.

"Master, if you don't work, you can agree to go north! Even if you die in battle, you will die vigorously, better than being criticized by these Confucian scholars!"

Seeing Qian Qianyi's sad face, Liu Rushi, who was feeling distressed and carrying fragrant tea, simply said angrily. Who knew what he said? Qian Qianyi frowned again.

"My wife, what do you know!"

After holding the tea, he lowered his head and took a sip. Then Qian Qianyi quickly picked up his pen again, and flew up a piece of rice paper. Under Liu Rushi's gaze in surprise, a piece of paper was filled with humility in the hands of the Donglin leader.

"Send this letter to Xuzhou, Jiangbei, be sure to be quick! Be sure to keep it confidential!"
Chapter completed!