Chapter 133: Liu Zizhong, the censor of Huanhai, raised his sword with a ferocious face
The master wrote this book and wanted to kill him when he looked at it. You can imagine how powerful this is to the people.
This folk theory must have been passed down to the court, and even without substantial damage will cause a very bad impression.
Basically, after being disciplined by their mentor, they can announce their retirement.
Sooner or later, if you don’t get out of here, you will be run away and you will be leveraged by the rice you are home.
It was also at this moment that Wang Shouren felt that those censors probably could not beat their mentors.
No matter how many times you come, you will be able to give your flesh a lot, adding reputation, skills and experience to your mentor...
"Sister Miao'an doesn't have to do it, let's see how your young master uses a pen to kill his heart!"
Zhang Lun laughed and waved his hand with great enthusiasm: "It's just a little bit of trouble, and my sister doesn't need to be dirty. I'll kill him with just one stroke!"
That must be punished! Mr. Zhang curled his lips. Do a group of old-fashioned people know Walter's "Public Opinion"?!
Have you read Alet's "Public Opinion and Rumors on the Eve of the Great Change in France" and "Entertainment and Public Opinion" that blocked the door?!
Playing a public opinion war with labor and capital?! The skills of the old men in the Ming Dynasty are not as good as ours, and that is not the same level as that of the same era.
That's a level that is hundreds of years away. The labor and capital can blow your mouth three meters away with a bird swing!
Fight with me?! Have you ever seen a big golden-winged bird with such a thick forearm? I can't kill you!
"Father Heng, please enter all the things here and attach my poem "Xijiangyue" to publish it!"
Zhang Lun pondered for a while and said, "Well, the name... is called "Two Biography of Jinling in Night Dreams"!"
At this time, butler Zhou, outside the door, came with a bitter face, and this time it was really unstoppable.
The person who came was Cao Feng and Cao Mingqi, the governor of Suzhou. After getting the news, Lao Cao quickly brought the doctor and the yamen run over.
Fortunately, Butler Xiao Zhou felt that these two people died in Taohuawu were unlucky, so he asked the old soldiers to stop their blood.
But even so, Lao Cao almost fainted when he saw the tragic situation of these two people.
The country has not seen any blood for many years, and Suzhou has been stable and has nothing to do for many years.
Mr. Zhang, you are a famous scholar and a storm. You are awesome. We recognize you.
But can you stop chopping all the way? I can’t bear it if there is no quick-acting heart-saving pill yet!
"Father Heng, don't use any carved papers this time! Just type movable, first print 50,000, and then print 100,000!"
Zhang Lun waved his hand and said, "What I want is to send it all over the Ming Dynasty as soon as possible! By the way, print it out and send it to the capital first and then send it to Yingtian!"
"Hengfu understands!"
I turned around and wrote a random letter, and handed it to the butler Xiao Zhou to send it to the capital immediately and handed it to Zhang Zhongwu like this...
Butler Xiao Zhou nodded fiercely, then turned around and looked for the horse and left.
Cao Mingqi sighed and said the third thing when he saw Zhang Lun: Why is this so? Think twice, it shouldn't be.
After all, this is the foundation of the censor, and he is also a tribute student with fame and fortune...
Looking at his worried look, Zhang Lun smiled and said, "Don't panic, the prefect, and it will be clear in a few days."
"The thief is rampant! He is so insulting the children of the famous school!!"
Liu Jing and Liu Zizhong were trembling when he watched his nephew be sent back.
He was panting like a cow, his eyes were full of violence.
The floor of the bedroom was covered with smashed tea bowls, and the fat little Liu Shuzhou was lying on the bed and cried sadly.
"Uncle, you must make the decision for Uncle Zhou!"
Liu Shuzhou looked at his palm whose fingers were chopped off, and a trace of resentment floated through his lowered eyes.
"Brother Boying and I kindly visited him, but after saying that the Tong family was a favor, he became arrogant and humiliated both of us..."
But when Liu Shuzhou was sad and grieving, his voice trembled: "The two of us said that they were both seeds of famous children studying, and my uncle was a Qingliu..."
"Of course, the Zhang family is arrogantly insulting! If they insult their nephews, they would just be too much, but they would be insulted as their uncles and nephews! Then the argument broke out..."
In fact, how could Liu Jing and Liu Zizhong not know at all what kind of urinary sex is for his nephew?!
But what about scholars? If you are not strict with others and lenient with yourself, can you be called scholars?!
Double standards are required!
When you go to a brothel, it is called waste of time and not enterprising. When I go to a brothel, it must be a romantic and elegant event.
If you use a little higher amount, it is called extravagant rice and grain. If you don’t know the pain, it is called elegant and elegant. If you eat fine food, you will never get tired of fine meat!
Just like a famous celebrity in later generations, driving a 4.0-distance luxury car, calling on friends to come on stage and calling for environmental protection.
While creating pollution that is far higher than that of ordinary people, it also calls on everyone to be environmentally friendly.
It is the same as the scholars of the Ming Dynasty.
"Uncle Zhou, please rest well. My uncle will report to Your Majesty for justice!"
As Liu Zizhong, who had been in the officialdom for many years, naturally knew how to operate such a thing and how to initiate it.
When he turned around, he looked at the housekeeper with a vicious look on his face and found a few tribute students from the Imperial College in Nanjing, and gave such instructions.
The gongsheng patted his chest and agreed with great confidence, then left the back door with a bag.
After packing up, I visited several colleagues of the censor at night. When I returned home, I wrote a passionate memorial.
The memorial counts the number of major crimes in Zhang's family, except for the hat that Ma Boying once held.
He also questioned Fang Zhi and Fang Xinzhi's illegitimate fraud, and mentioned the shelter of Suzhou magistrate Cao Feng and Cao Mingqi.
The writing was so conspicuous that Liu Zizhong even thought he wanted to believe it after reading it himself.
This Zhang family is not only vicious and domineering, colluding with Japanese pirates and pirates to kill people and set fires, and kill innocent people indiscriminately... and also walking overseas to hide illicit intentions!
On the second day, several colleagues were invited to drink, and Liu Zizhong angrily criticized Zhang's son for many crimes.
It is said that our famous children must take this evil gangster and treacherous behavior to the heavens to eliminate traitors.
The tribute students of the Imperial College have learned about this, and a hundred people are going to look for bad luck in the Taohuawu.
This is the time when we are raising our eyes for scholars!
A group of colleagues responded loudly, saying that Zi Zhong’s hero is not afraid of the powerful! How can we not participate in the grand ceremony?
Liu Zizhong took out the memorial and looked at it with the censors.
It was also at this time that there were more than a hundred tribute students from the Imperial College under the stairs, shouting loudly to get rid of evil at Taohuawu.
The censors knew that Liu Zizhong had already made a move!
They all ate another cup of wine, then bowed and said, "Let's get rid of the traitor before we get together."
When I got home, I asked my concubine to grind ink and put paper on it, and my eyebrows were thrilled!
Damn, this is a great opportunity to be famous for all eternity!
I think that the British Duke is the best in the nobles. If he brings him down, wouldn’t he be the best in the clear water?!
Think about the reputation of the Shilin, and the power that has brought down important officials of several dynasties!
Those six ministers and even the position of the chief minister themselves are not unable to achieve the title?!
As soon as he thought about it, the censors' hearts were as hot as charcoal, and they made the article in a few seconds.
Then I looked at it once and felt that there was no problem, so I came to change into the official robe and sealed it and sent it immediately!
This kind of thing is to fight sooner or later, the sooner the better.
Chapter completed!