Da Ming started to ascend the throne

Chapter 378
Hearing that the portrait was actually Kong Sheng, Qinglong showed a wonderful expression on his face, and then laughed wildly:
"Hahaha, a group of idiots, don't talk about a portrait of Confucius, even if the old man is present in person, as long as he dares to cover up the rebellious ministers and thieves, the commander will arrest him and bring him to justice. Come and bombard the Confucius Temple for me."

"Yes"

Daming is gradually transitioning from cold weapons to hot weapons, and almost all arms are involved in hot weapons.

Now Jin Yiwei not only knows how to use cold weapons, but also can skillfully use firearms.

With Qinglong's order, Jin Yiwei immediately lit the red cannon.

"Rumble..."

"bang bang"

Two solid bullets slammed into the wall of the Confucian Temple.

The Confucian Temple is not a military defense fortress, so how could it withstand the baptism of red cannons.

Two cannonballs immediately hit a wall, and bounced and killed a dozen gentry.

"Mother! It's terrible, they dared to attack the Confucian Temple. It's over now."

Seeing that the walls were blown down and the servants guarding there were also beaten to death, the gentry were in a mess.

But the bombardment did not end, and then the second round of two solid bullets smashed down a wall again.

Seeing that the Confucian Temple was about to be turned into ruins, many gentry inside almost fainted from fright, and huddled in corners, not daring to move.

"Rumble..."

Another two shells bombarded the Confucian Temple, this time the shells were no longer solid shells, but blossomed shells.

After the two explosive bombs exploded, iron beads, gravel, etc. flew around, killing dozens of people inside.

Those servants were all killed by shells because they were located outside
Seeing that it was almost done, Qinglong waved his hand:
"Rush in, the rebels will be killed on the spot, and the others will be taken back to the imperial prison in the capital."

"Yes"

A group of soldiers and Jin Yiwei raised their swords and charged into the Confucius Temple, killing anyone who resisted.

Facing the wolf-like Jinyiwei, the gentry had no power to fight back and were quickly escorted out of the Confucian Temple.

At this time, Wu Weiye was dejected, walking in the crowd with a look of frustration and despair.

The gentry thought that they and their families would be doomed, and they began to carry forward their usual style of trolling, pointing their finger at Wu Weiye one after another.

"My lord, please forgive me. We were also forced to, and we were all fooled by Wu Weiye. He is the mastermind of our operation."

Qinglong laughed to himself when he heard that, Daming scholar is really awesome, he confessed the mastermind before interrogation.

Wu Weiye wanted to kill these so-called Qingliu at that time, they were too useless, they could only share blessings but not adversity.

Wuxi Donglin Academy
It was also very lively at this time. The desperate gentry killed by Yuhuatian all sneaked into Donglin Academy, the lair of the Donglin Party.

They thought that with the prestige and power of the Donglin Party in Daming, they should be safe for the time being.

In fact, they went to the doctor indiscriminately because they were sick. Not to mention that the Donglin Party has already sunk into the sky, even at their peak, they couldn't fight Zhu Youjian.

Whatever happened to the Kong family, they were still destroyed.

They still don't know that the Confucian Temple in Jinling has just been blasted into ruins by Qinglong with red cannons.

How can a Donglin Academy be their shelter, it's too naive.

Yuhuatian's current job is mainly to combat smuggling and supervisory officials, and the equipment under his command is the most advanced among all intelligence agencies.

Yu Huatian was overjoyed to see all the gentry entering Donglin Academy.

The emperor wanted to burn this place for a long time, but he never had a chance to do it. Now it happens to kill two birds with one stone.

"Come here, throw all the flower bombs you carry and the newly developed grenades into Donglin Academy for our family."

"Yes"

"Whoosh whoosh..."

With Yuhuatian's order, his subordinates and soldiers immediately took out the bombs and grenades, and threw them all into Donglin Academy.

"Boom bang bang..."

The flower bombs and grenades immediately exploded in Donglin Academy, like setting off firecrackers, and there were bursts of howling ghosts and wolves.

A thousand households walked up to Yuhuatian with a smile and clasped their fists and asked:
"My lord, what if Donglin Academy is burned down?"

Yu Huatian looked back at the guy, wondering what he meant.

"Burn it, our family wants to burn it, what's wrong?"

"Hee hee, it's okay, the subordinates can just ask."

Where is asking casually, Qianhu turned around with a smile and left, came to him and shouted:
"Brothers, my lord sends an order to burn down Donglin Academy."

"Yes"

More than 100 Xichang fans immediately opened their bows and arrows and began to launch rockets towards Donglin Academy.

Donglin Academy has become a purgatory on earth, and the gentry inside were bombed by grenade bombs, crying father and mother, and killed countless people.

But soon the roof started to catch fire, and the rest of the gentry was frightened again.

"Yuhuatian Nima is too ruthless. This is clearly killing all of us scholars. Run, everyone. It's better to be shot to death than to be burned to death..."

Soon, those gentry who were lucky enough to escape escaped from Donglin Academy in embarrassment.

Most of them had scorched faces and ragged clothes, some had missing arms, and some had injured legs.

"Plop, plop, plop, please, my lord, we were wrong, we shouldn't slander the emperor, we shouldn't cause trouble..."

These people ran out of Donglin Academy and immediately knelt in front of Yuhuatian to beg for mercy.

Jin Yiwei Qianhu waved his hand, and immediately hundreds of rifled guns were aimed at them.

The gentry who had just escaped were frightened to urinate again, and immediately kowtowed again to beg for mercy.

Seeing that the gentry in fluttering white clothes were so embarrassed now, Yu Huatian waved his hand to stop his subordinates from shooting.

So it is impossible to kill all of them, and there are still many places in Daming that they need to develop.

"There is a decree from the Holy Spirit that all these people will be taken away, all property will be confiscated, and all three clans will be escorted to the capital together."

"Yes"

This completely satisfied the gentry, and wanted to fight against the court for personal gain.

As a result, not only the family property was confiscated, but the three clans were dragged down. Unfortunately, there is no medicine for regret in the world.

However, compared with those gentry who were killed, they are still lucky, at least they are still alive.

The vigorous southern gentry rebelled, and it all ended here.

They took great risks and worked so hard to plan for so many days, but they were put down by Daming Dongchang, Xichang and Jinyiwei within a day.

The gentry in the southern region who harmed Daming finally gave Daming and the local people a bright future.

After the suppression was over, the next step was to ransack the houses. Several departments joined forces to search the houses one by one according to the list.

The scale of the house raids this time was so large that the three departments of Jinyiwei East Factory and West Factory alone were not enough people.

In the end, Qinglong, Cao Zhengchun, Yuhuatian and the three discussed and decided to divide the personnel of the three departments into several small teams, and then let them each lead the local army to raid the house.

It took a team of more than 3 raiders three days to complete this arduous task.

This action not only completely suppressed the restless gentry in the south of the Yangtze River, but also increased Zhu Youjian's internal funds and the Ming treasury's huge income.

On the fourth day, Qinglong and others received the imperial decree to behead the leader of the turmoil and show the public to destroy the three clans.

All participants, after a while the whole family was exiled to Liaodong and Mongolia to graze for the Ming Dynasty.

Since then, the farce has finally come to an end. Although the turmoil did not last long, it had a certain impact on the development of southern capital.

Fortunately, the imperial court quelled the turmoil in time, and the affluent southern region was completely peaceful, and the people were happy.

(End of this chapter)