"The emperor has issued an order. Since the ministers have submitted memorials, how can you kneel outside the Meridian Gate and report to death? Disturb the inner palace? I am holding our corps and the imperial guards, I admire this!" Liu Zhiyuan sat down on the chair brought by the small inner prison with a smile. Seeing so many people kneeling at his feet, it's so good!

However, it is very strange that these ministers who participated in the Wende Death Advice include six ministers, doctors, officials, officials and officials of the Ministry of Justice. They are not only not sad or angry, but are all happy.

This is a strange value. If you suffer a scepter, you will be loyal ministers who leave their names in history. They are eager to get beaten with their butts.

However, the court stick is a very knowledgeable art. Will the Jinyiwei use this to attack people who are not harmonious in normal times? Revenge private revenge? It is very likely that some people who are usually disrespectful to the eunuchs of the Silijian will be swaying in their hearts and worry about gains and losses.

Although Jia Cong looked like "If I don't go to hell, who will go to hell?", he still saw the different faces of these people in his aftertaste.

Jia Cong saw it very clearly that among this group, there were many foolish and loyal ministers who were tragic and angry for the emperor's morality and violated the ancestral system, but that was only a very small number. For example, Xu Youzhen and others, they had similar intentions to repay him, so they were seeking fame and having ulterior motives. How could they be willing to die?

There are not a single person who can throw life and death, fame and fortune out of the sky. Most of these people are censors, and they are young censors. They have little experience, are not old men, and they will not take any future into consideration. Because censors are also the most likely people to be punished by the emperor. They are often fined, demoted, transferred from other positions, and become soldiers, especially those who are exiled. Although enthroned soldiers are one level lower than death, they are not as good as death and are cruel than death. This seems to be the fate of many censors.

However, everything needs to be divided into two aspects. The censor has to bear great risks, even the risk of death. However, the Hanlin Academy is beyond the reach of the censor's qualifications. This is also a means of encouragement for the emperor. Anyone who is born in the censor and is transferred to the fourth rank prefect or above, and directly joins the governor to participate in politics and senate. This is something that people who have been experienced for decades cannot envy.

These understandings and observations will naturally be of great help to Jia Cong's future officialdom. He also saw Yu Biao, the left governor of the Jinyiwei who was standing with Liu Zhiyuan, the Sili Supervisor.

"Liu Zhiyuan is Dai Quan's godson, so he must have known it. As for Yu Biao, he is his own person... Haha, I will win this time..." Jia Cong laughed loudly in his heart. He quickly glanced at the two of them, and found that they quickly conveyed a reassuring look to him.

With Liu Zhiyuan's order, dozens of errand eunuchs and powerful men of the Jinyiwei came up quickly and without saying a word, he pressed Jia Cong and other ministers to a ditch outside the Meridian Gate.

The Jinyiwei Lishi held down an official with two people. The eunuch brought a wooden board to lay it underneath, and then brought a rope, tied his hands and feet.

No wonder that since the Ming Dynasty's scepter, the humiliation of scholars and officials has never been seen before. This is also a means for the emperor to control the ministers. If he is disobedient, the cabinet ministers will be beaten up, and Jia Cong scolds in his heart.

He looked around carefully and found out that about forty or fifty officials were divided into groups, including Jia Cong, Sima Feijian, Wang Yinglin, Zhang Maocai and others who had friendship with Silijian and Jinyiwei, were divided into the last group.

The Imperial Heaven Supervision was divided into the second batch, and Xu Youzhen, Wei Wuzhi, Luo Min, Jiang Huajiao, Wei Shixuan, and Jaswen were divided into the first batch.

The Jinyiwei was in charge of the hundreds of households, and the lieutenants assigned one by one, standing one by one, waiting for Liu Zhiyuan to speak.

Zhang Maocai shivered: "Zi Li, when I came, I was not afraid of anything, I felt that there was hope for following you, but now I don't know what happened, my legs and feet couldn't help but tremble, and my teeth kept trembling."

"Fear is fear! What kind of reason to find?" Sima Feijian spat: "The Jinyiwei who is in charge of punishment can make the white paper on the bricks and stones, and the bricks and stones are broken but the white paper is not cracked. Who doesn't know?"

Wang Yinglin was silent, not knowing whether he regretted or felt something. At this moment, Liu Zhiyuan was under the dress, and Yu Biao's first-class governor's feet under the robe, suddenly opened out into the outer horoscope: "The third batch, execution! Look at the beating!"

The lieutenant was a veteran, and they got two signals. The first step was the outer horoscope, which means that they could not be beaten to death. Second, watching the beating was just a formality, and they could walk casually, at least ten days and eight months.

"ah!"

"Ahhh!"

"Ahhhh!"

Zhang Maocai's screams shook the sky, penetrated gold and cracked stones, and although the first batch of executions were just external characters, they would not hurt their muscles when they were beaten, but those who were pampered with flesh and blood could not stand it. The other two groups of people had already urinated their pants uncontrollably.

Jia Cong refused to speak out desperately, but felt his butt was cold and obviously bleeding. He said to himself: "It's worth it. This time, he can not only save his life, but also kill Wei Wuzhi and the others once and for all..."

It was the second batch, and Yu Biao coughed: "Lu Chunliang, you can leave now."

Lu Chunliang was the Imperial Heavenly Prison. He shook his head and refuted: "I used Mercury to deviate from the orbit of the constellation and advised the emperor to voluntarily suffer a scepter."

In fact, he wanted to be included in the list of loyal ministers. Jia Cong, who was lying on the wooden board with his back facing away from the sky, was speechless. There were also such people, but thinking about it, why didn’t he be such a person?

Yu Biao smiled slightly: "Watch with your heart!"

The steps were still outside the eight characters. When it was the third batch, Liu Zhiyuan and Yu Biao's heels suddenly separated and the tips of his boots were closed together: "I'm so practical and attentive to watch and beat them!"

Although Wei Wuzhi and the others couldn't see the foot shapes of Liu Zhiyuan and his two people, their words were obviously different and they knew they were retaliated against! But what could they do!

The Jinyiwei acted assault, the number of sticks, and the strength seemed to be no different. However, these people who have practiced only suffer from flesh and blood, while the other was that their internal organs were shattered! The inner eight characters obviously would not survive! They would definitely die!

If they are asked about it, their excuses for evasion will be very simple, because the minister is in poor health! Or the injury is improperly cured! It is not our fault!

The third group of people were not as loud as Zhang Maocai. Perhaps this different criminal law felt different. After the court poaching was finished, the eunuch went outside Zhengyang Gate to notify their sedan chairmen, and the servants and servants came in to clean up.

"Master Cong..." Sun Fu was very sad to see it. This was a person who had grown up with him since he was a child and ate the breast of his own. He wiped his tears and ordered the sedan chairman to carry the wooden board directly. It was also honorable for Jia Cong and others to sit back and leave the palace.

When they were carried out one by one, Wei Wuzhi and others, who were standing side by side, looked at Jia Cong's eyes as if they were about to eat him alive.

Jia Cong looked at Wei Wuzhi and the others with a look of looking at the dead. When he came to work again, he would not see these political enemies.

...

Jia Cong, the new top scholar in the imperial examination, took the lead in writing a letter and suffered a court scepter. He first spread to the six departments of the imperial city's yamen. Many officials' impression of Jia Cong was greatly improved. Loyal ministers and young leaders wanted this.

Then the news quickly spread to the inner city and the outer city. The next day, the storyteller of the goutra wine shop and teahouse, the sky bridge made a new storyteller, "Jia Xiu risked his life to save the Yellow River, and Lu Qintian wrote a letter to talk about the Central Plains."

It was spoken vividly and spread throughout the streets and alleys, as if they had seen it with their own eyes.

Finally, the news was centered on the capital and quickly radiated to all provinces in the world. Jia Cong, Sima Feijian, Wang Yinglin and Zhang Maocai were called "The Four Gentlemen of Ding Chou" or "The Four Gentlemen of Mountains and Seas" by people at that time. This time, the court stick was called "The Book of Ding Chou" and talked about it with relish.
Chapter completed!