I am not a deposed emperor of Han Dynasty

Chapter 515: If a few courtiers are killed with a stick, will the Han Dynasty be destroyed? I want to laugh!

It was a mess - everywhere you looked, there were boots, belts, hair accessories, swords and clubs, rags and blood.

Rivers of blood flowed - five or six patrol guards and seven or eight heroes were lying on the ground, some were still wailing, and some had lost their breath.

After this battle, Anle completely stood on the opposite side of the aristocratic family. From now on, he could only follow the emperor wholeheartedly.

Anle walked in front of the dozen or so captured heroes and squinted his eyes to identify their bruised and swollen faces one by one.

After being taught a lesson by the iron-clad wooden stick, these cunning people could no longer speak harshly.

They all just whined and groaned, unable to utter a single dirty word.

After Anle looked at their faces, he silently turned those people over on the ground and identified them one by one.

At least half of them have gone cold and stiff - there is no possibility of recovery.

Fortunately, there were no four great bachelors inside, at most there were a few inconspicuous assistant officers.

For example, Yu Shi Cheng, Da Hong Lu Cheng, Ting Weicheng...

Although he is also an official of Qianshi, he is not destined to die.

Since the Grand Master of the Cabinet is not dead or captured, things will be much easier to handle.

"Two teams of patrol guards on duty will return to their sentry posts. If anyone comes to cause trouble again, they will be arrested and sent to the mansion immediately!"

"Wei!" After the two teams of patrol soldiers formed their teams, they immediately withdrew in an orderly manner.

"Tao Anran!"

"The general is here!" Tao Anran, who was covered in sweat, stood up and replied.

"This matter has been done well, don't be afraid, if something happens, I will be responsible for it!"

"only!"

"Today is a great achievement, and the county magistrate will remember your contribution."

"Wei!" Tao Anran said excitedly.

"The injured were sent for treatment, and the deceased were brought back to the house to find out their identities. As for these people..."

An Le's sinister eyes slid across the faces of the cunning men, and he said slowly: "Register them in the book and take them to the prison!"

"only!"

"Send more people to clean the ground!"

"only"

The soldiers patrolling the city immediately performed their duties and got busy in an orderly manner.

When Anle gave the order, Dai Zong, who had been observing the situation under the north gate of Weiyang Palace, turned around and ran in the direction of Danqi.

……

When Beique Square was in chaos, Liu He always stood on Danqi.

He never left, let alone said a word.

Although he couldn't see the tragedy and chaos in Beique Square, he could still guess what the scene was like.

Liu He knew the means of An Le. He seemed to be at both ends of the spectrum, but as long as he did it, he would definitely get it done.

I wonder if any of those cabinet bachelors will be killed.

After this battle, there is no doubt that An Le is a cruel official and Liu He is a coward.

In Beique Square, sending pavilion soldiers to beat the "prime minister" with sticks was an unprecedented thing in the Han Dynasty.

The emperor of the Han Dynasty could defecate in the crowns of Confucian scholars, find excuses to kill three powerful families, and fight between father and son...

But there has never been a scene where an important official in the court was beaten up as a rogue.

The key point is that these courtiers are still admonishing - no matter what they are doing, it seems that they are at least fulfilling their duties as courtiers.

That is, as the saying goes, "loyal minister".

The ministers are loyal ministers. If the emperor orders the loyal ministers to be beaten with sticks, the emperor will naturally become a coward.

This logic is very smooth.

Liu He knew that courtiers who dared to speak out were worthy of respect and were even more valuable.

However, Zhang Anshi and others are not speaking out and admonishing the world, but speaking out and admonishing the noble families.

When meeting other Han emperors, they naturally deserve the title of loyal ministers, but this is not the case with Liu He.

Who to speak for is Liu He's criterion for judging loyal ministers.

If you are willing to speak out for the poor people, you are a loyal minister; if you are only willing to speak out for the wealthy families, you are a treacherous minister.

Liu He was willing to give them the opportunity to change slowly, and he was also willing to bargain with them day by day and keep going back and forth.

However, he did not allow the wealthy families to turn a blind eye to the basic rights of the poor people, nor did he allow them to use such means that were tantamount to forcing a woman to have a baby.

If you don't want to show yourselves dignity, then the emperor can only give them dignity.

Killing courtiers with sticks was never seen in the Han Dynasty, but it was not uncommon in the later Ming Dynasty.

"The Ming Dynasty died due to the civil servant group."

"The Ming Dynasty fell in three major campaigns."

"The Ming Dynasty died in the Ice Age."

"The Ming Dynasty fell to rogue bandits."

"The Ming Dynasty fell to Japanese pirates."

"The Ming Dynasty died in the clan."

Liu He had heard of countless reasons for the demise of the Ming Dynasty, but he had never heard of the story that "the Ming Dynasty died due to the execution of court officials with sticks".

In a society where one person rules alone, it is not a bad thing, but a good thing, to occasionally show off the thunderous methods of the ignorant king.

When Liu He imagined the scene in Beique Square, Dai Zong ran back to Danqi and came behind him.

"Your Majesty, Zhijinwu Anle has finished the matter." Dai Zong said.

"Is it done?"

"It's done."

"How many people died?" Liu He asked.

"Wei Chen counted and found that there were fifteen people lying on the ground, not knowing whether they were alive or dead." Dai Zong said in a low voice.

"Zhang Anshi, Bingji, Wei Xian, and my uncle Liu De... how are they?"

"Wei Chen didn't see clearly. Before the chaos broke out, they seemed to have taken advantage of the chaos and escaped. I think they were fine."

"Check! Send the embroidered messenger to check!" Liu He said through gritted teeth.

"only!"

"Send the order again, and hold a grand meeting in the front hall tomorrow..."

"All officials in Beijing who are above 600 shi are required to come. Those who are sick and unable to get up are asked to be carried!"

"Those who are absent will be dismissed from office and sent to the army!"

"That Mr. Zhangge and the others..."

"That's all I said. The Captain of the Xiuyi Guard doesn't listen to my orders anymore?" Liu He asked coldly.

"Your Majesty, I don't dare to... I accept the imperial edict!"

"Also, call this person here." After Liu He finished speaking, he said a name.

Dai Zong was in a daze, and for a moment he didn't even remember who this person was.

After the emperor reminded him again, he suddenly realized that he finally understood the emperor's thoughts.

Dai Zong sent someone to convey the order, but Liu He still stood on Danqi without any expression.

The imperial meeting has not been held for a long time, and it has to be held this time. The setting sun has set a little lower, floating on the horizon, and may sink at any time.

The slight pink color in the west has spread into a whole patch of blood red.

Liu He turned his back to the setting sun, walked down Danqi, and walked towards the Jiaofang Hall.

……

It was night, and under the cover of night, the incident of beating the cabinet bachelor with a Jinwu stick spread like wildfire in Chang'an City.

After a short period of public anger, Chang'an City did not become as noisy as before.

On the contrary, it was exceptionally quiet, even quieter than before.

Intermittent cries, inaudible curses, and sighs like mourning for an heir... came from the doors of many wealthy families.

But not long after, Tongtong disappeared.

The powerful and cunning people saw the emperor's wrath today and did not dare to make any more mistakes.

It doesn’t matter if someone is hurt or killed, or if someone is imprisoned, it doesn’t matter. It’s better than having your home ransacked.

After the emperor showed his violence, the cunning people suddenly became trembling with fear, and even regretted that they had underestimated the emperor and done something stupid.

When the courtiers and people in Chang'an City were anxiously speculating on the future trend, the visitors from Weiyang Palace came to applaud.

Then, the frightening sound of "bang bang bang" banging on doors rang out from every corner of Chang'an City.

The official's servants opened the door of the house in a panic, and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw only the messenger delivering the message - at least not a team of Lang Wei.

However, when the memorial letter with the dragon pattern on the red background was handed into their hands, they still felt like they had received a piece of red iron, and they wanted to throw it away but did not dare to recognize it.

As soon as the visitor left, the servants rushed to the back house in panic and handed over the edict to their masters - only the masters could deal with such a major event.

……

In the back house of the General's Mansion, Zhang Anshi and his two sons stood side by side.

The former had a large bruise on his forehead, a strand of hair missing from his temples, and several scratches on his neck.

In the farce this afternoon, Zhang Anshi suffered several injuries.

Compared with the pain on his body and face, the grief and anger in Zhang Anshi's heart was even more indescribable.

After living in the world for decades, he never imagined that he would be beaten up as a rogue.

If it weren't for his nimble legs and feet, and he would still be able to practice swordplay on weekdays, and he didn't completely waste his youthful skills, there's really no telling whether he would be able to come back today.

Zhang Anshi felt terrified just thinking about today's danger.

The soldiers holding Jinwu Anle and patrolling the city really dare to kill him.

The iron-clad wooden stick with a cup-shaped mouth was smashed down immediately. No matter what the identity of the person under the stick was, there was no hesitation for a moment.

Zhang Anshi saw with his own eyes that Anping Hou Yang Zhong was hit on the face with a stick and fell straight to the ground. He didn't know whether he was dead or alive.

That's the prince, that's the eldest son of the former prime minister Yang Chang, that's the dignified Prime Minister of Honglu Temple.

He was beaten half to death by a low-born patrolman. Is there any justice in this?

Doesn't this mean that any ordinary person can beat them to a bloody head?

Isn’t the world in chaos?

Zhang Anshi didn't dare to think any further.

"Father, what is the order from the county magistrate?" Zhang Yanshou asked.

Zhang Anshi smiled bitterly, shook his head and sighed: "There will be a big court meeting tomorrow. It seems that the county magistrate's illness is cured."

"..."

The two Zhang Yanshou brothers did not speak, and they knew why their father was smiling bitterly.

If the county magistrate's illness is cured by beating up the courtiers and wise men who kneel down to remonstrate, wouldn't it be said that Zhang Anshi and others are the emperor's heartache?

This is another bad sign.

"Father, does this edict say anything else?" Zhang Qianqiu asked again.

"The scale of this big court meeting is not small. Officials with more than 600 shi in Beijing have to go to the front hall..."

"Both of you have a rank of six hundred stones, and you will go together tomorrow."

Zhang Yanshou is now the Prime Minister of Youfufeng, and Zhang Qianqiu is the Prime Minister of Dian State. Their rank is stuck at six hundred stones, so of course they have to go there according to the imperial edict.

"There are more than a thousand officials with more than 600 shi in Chang'an City. There has never been such a big court meeting. There can't be any fraud, right?" Zhang Qianqiu said.

"Don't talk nonsense, what's the lie in this!?" Zhang Anshi glared at Zhang Qianqiu and yelled angrily.

Zhang Qianqiu didn't answer, but even if he didn't speak, it was clear what he wanted to express.

Ambush the swordsman and halberd warrior, take advantage of the officials to arrive, and capture the person who is "making trouble" today in one fell swoop, and maybe even the entire clan.

Conviction, imprisonment, house raids... all procedures are well established. Who knows if something like this will happen?

"If the county magistrate wants to accuse us, the person coming now will not be the visitor, but Changyi Lang or Yulin Lang..."

"Zhijinwu Anle caused such a mess today. I think the county magistrate will come out to comfort me."

When Zhang Anshi said this, he smiled helplessly again: giving both kindness and power is the best way for the emperor to control his people.

He knew clearly that it was the emperor's method from beginning to end, but he had to accept this trick.

No matter how angry I feel in my heart, I will still look grateful tomorrow.

"No matter what, the county magistrate has an edict, and we can only act according to the edict..."

"We have to wait a little longer. When your aunt is pregnant with the dragon heir, the county magistrate's mind will be more stable."

"No..." Zhang Pengzu and his brothers replied with laughter. They knew what Zhang Anshi was referring to.

Zhang and his son did not speak any more, standing quietly in the courtyard, looking at the moon rising quietly, with heavy hearts.

……

In the small flower hall in the backyard of Wei Xian, the cabinet scholar, Wei's father and son sat across the table.

The table where the tea set should have been placed was empty, except for the edict just sent by the visitor from Weiyang Palace.

The father and son have read the words inside repeatedly and have no doubts about the content.

Compared with Zhang Anshi, Wei Xian suffered a lot today.

When this 70-year-old man was sent back by Zhang Anshi and others, he only had air coming in but no air coming out.

It was thanks to Zhang Anshi and the others that they fought tooth and nail to protect him, otherwise Wei Xian would have been doomed.

Although he was not injured, Wei Xian lay in the flower hall for several hours before he recovered the three souls and seven souls that were scattered in pieces due to fright.

Just after he had regained his breath and had time to have dinner, Wei Xuancheng sent in the emperor's edict.

Like Zhang Anshi, Wei Xian also believed that the emperor wanted to comfort them at tomorrow's court meeting.

I'm afraid this matter is about to come to an end - for better or for worse.

So, how will the Wei family plan next?

According to Wei Xian's earlier arrangement, the Wei family father and son stood on both sides of the court.

Only in this way can the Webster family survive for a long time.

Wei Xian always opposed the emperor's implementation of new policies; Wei Xuancheng followed the emperor's steps and rarely gave advice.

It would not be an exaggeration to describe the father and son as strangers in the court.

In order to dispel the emperor's doubts and suspicions, Wei Xuancheng also moved out of the Wei Mansion and took his wife and children to live outside the house.

The father and son each cooked a stove, and the plan was a success.

Relying on this strategy, Webster also gained a lot of benefits: his father was a cabinet bachelor, and his son was Da Honglu.

But now, Wei Xian was a little shaken. He felt that the emperor did not look like the holy king in his mind, and perhaps Wei Xuancheng should not be allowed to get too close to the emperor.

Unlike Ming Jun, Guo Zuo is naturally short-lived. It is not a good thing to follow him too closely.

(End of this chapter)