All the Confucius Gate of the Northern Sect were eradicated, and the Holy Duke Kong Yan had become an empty house, and its ten thousand acres of land were taken over to the imperial village.

Countless antiques, jade, money and grain were also registered. Except for some of them left as local vassal treasury and rewarded ministers, most of them were transported to the capital and filled into the Taicang treasury.

Zhu Youxiao's treasury now has the income of the Royal Industrial Company, the Royal Weaving Bureau, and the Royal Village. Therefore, there is no need to add additional property obtained from the house search. On the contrary, the shrinking treasury needs to be enriched. As long as the treasury is enriched, the subsidies of the treasury to the treasury can be reduced.

The private property of Gu Tingzhuo and other officials naturally had to be confiscated, but this was carried out by local officials, and there was no need for the imperial guards to travel thousands of miles to help search the house and get people. The East Factory stationed in the local area would also be responsible for supervision.

According to Zhu Youxiao's intention, since he was to deter officials and gentry who opposed reform, he naturally could not forgive his crimes. The man in his palace naturally eliminated his fame and reputation, demoted him to common people, and ordered him to determine the length of his service based on his character and the close relationship between officials; while the woman was directly infiltrated into the Jiaofangsi.

The case of Kong Yinzhi and his two sons being murdered by the girl was also interrogated.

Zhu Youxiao did not select the location of the interrogation in the county government office, but the Apricot Temple of Confucian Temple. Moreover, after the interrogation, Zhu Youxiao directly executed the father and son in front of the statue of Confucius in the Confucian Temple. The executioner who was responsible for the execution of Lingchi had been specially summoned from the capital, waiting to turn Confucius' Confucian Temple into a execution ground for unworthy descendants.

The day of interrogation was rainy and rainy, but the huge Apricot Temple was full of people. The officers and soldiers of the Governor Biao Battalion set up a cordon on the periphery to prevent these scholars and people from hearing the news from everywhere from disturbing order. The Imperial Guards guarded the inner encirclement and kept the central position of the Confucian Temple tightly.

Confucius, who was not tall and smiling, was kneeling on the wet ground in front of him, and Kong Yinzhi, Kong Xingke and Kong Xingkai were kneeling.

Officials such as Gu Tingzhuo and Luo Maojin who had had close contact with Kong Yinzhi knelt on both sides.

Perhaps, Confucius, a thousand years ago, would never have thought that his descendants would one day kneel in front of his own temple and be punished, and the king he promoted himself in Confucianism was curious that if Confucius could really have a spirit in heaven, he would not know what he was feeling.

Zhu Youxiao was sitting in the hall facing them at this time. In addition to the officials of the escorts of the Sili Supervisor Wang Chengen and the Grand Secretary of the Cabinet Li Mingrui, there were also officials from Shandong County magistrates and officials and gentry who were summoned to the court and officials and gentry who were of great fame or above. Zhu Youxiao wanted them to see with their own eyes the outcome of the officials and gentry who did not cooperate with the court.

"Pick all the cloth in their mouths. As the saying goes, people are good at dying, and I want to hear what they can say before they die." Zhu Youxiao was the master of the position this time. After giving a command, he glanced at the retired Shandong official, He Shangqi, the left assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice of the former dynasty. Seeing that he kept trembling, he asked, "He is afraid of the cold?"

"It's not cold, it's not cold. The old minister has experienced gout in recent years, so this is why," He Shangqi explained with a wry smile.

Zhu Youxiao smiled slightly, and it could be seen that his iron-blooded suppression of the Kong forces in the past few days has successfully shocked these officials and gentry in Shandong. Before the execution was started, some officials and gentry were already scared. Looking at the other officials and gentry, none of them were either pale or trembling with their fingers.

"The person came to serve as a stool for Mr. He. When Mr. He was in charge of affairs of the Ministry of Justice, he quelled several unjust prisons, which could be regarded as doing some practical things for the court and the people. Rebellious ministers who are guilty should be severely punished, and capable ministers who are successful should be treated preferentially. This is the foundation of the stability of the court." Zhu Youxiao said this, naturally, to show kindness to the officials and gentry.

To emphasize both kindness and power is the way for the emperor. Since we must try the policy of collecting food into the government and gentry in Shandong and implement it in the future, we naturally cannot blindly drive these officials and gentry out blindly, especially some small and medium-sized gentry gentry. They have not yet reached the point of threatening the rule of the country, but they also have the effect of making up for the vacuum of government functions and stabilizing rural order.

What Zhu Youxiao wanted was that these officials and gentry would be willing to accept the new policies of the court after Confucius was removed and cooperated actively.

He Shangqi thanked Zhu Youxiao for his kindness. The entire Confucian Temple, the inner court prime minister and the elders of the Pavilion were standing, and he was the only minister of the former dynasty to sit down. Such treatment was not bad. If he didn't expect that the emperor who showed his kindness would be the Iron-blooded king who massacred thousands of people in the Kong family a few days ago, He Shangqi really felt that Zhu Youxiao had the legacy of Xiaozong.

Zhu Youxiao smiled at He Shangqi who had sat down, and told someone to make tea and didn't say anything else. Although there were many officials and gentry standing in the hall at this time, they were all silent, and their eyes were staring at the prisoners under Confucius' statue outside the hall.

The drizzle is like weaving, connecting it into a curtain, and the quiet air is filled with solemnity and solemnity.

Kong Yinzhi lowered his head expressionlessly. The massacre was already slaughtered, and he even smiled foolishly involuntarily.

Once upon a time, except for the solemn and dignified Confucian Temple, which was able to worship ancestors in the main hall, had never been tortured like today?

Kong Xingji looked up at the sky with his eyes. No one knew what he was looking at, and even muttered something.

Because Kong Xingkai was beyond recognition and had no part of his body intact, it was difficult to see what his condition was now.

"Kong Yinzhi, what happened to me, the more than ten women hanging up in your secret room? Tell me the truth!"

Zhu Youxiao's tone of speaking was very plain, but he was also very sarcastic.

Kong Yinzhi smiled bitterly. Since he was doomed, he was too lazy to talk about the etiquette of the monarch and his subjects. He smiled bitterly and said, "Zhu Youxiao, you want me to tell you, okay, I tell you, these women are voluntary, and they beg me to do this because they like this, haha!"

Yuan Keli couldn't help but want to stand up and say a few words, but Zhu Youxiao coughed, and Yuan Keli retreated.

Zhu Youxiao was lifeless and still said indifferently: "Whether you admit it or not, these are not important. What matters is to go through a formality."

As Zhu Youxiao said, he asked He Shangqi, who was beside him: "Mr. He, I didn't hear clearly what Kong Yinzhi said just now. Tell me what he said."

"Reply to Your Majesty, Kong Yinzhi admits that these women were killed by him." He Shangqi was not stupid, and also understood what Zhu Youxiao meant to ask him this way.

Zhu Youxiao was very satisfied with He Shangqi's answer to current affairs, and nodded and said, "Just admit it."

At this time, Li Mingrui stood up: "Your Majesty, the murdered woman seen from Confucius's mansion is exactly the same as the forty women excavated in the turtle tomb that day. I think it is necessary to ask Kong Yinzhi if the forty women were also killed by him, and Kong Wenshi made perjury?"

"Since that's the case, I'll call Kong Wenshi to ask again." Zhu Youxiao gave an order, and Kong Wenshi, who had been waiting outside for a long time, walked in.
Chapter completed!