Everyone was remembering Huo Yan's loyalty and his grief for his ending. Guo Hou's laughter seemed particularly abrupt and harsh at this moment.

"So what if he doesn't follow him, smash him to death, and then drive the wild dogs to eat. The belly of those wild dogs is round, hahahaha!"

Guo Hou looked crazy, and some people in the crowd retching, and he became even more crazy when he heard it.

He grinned and laughed silently, his body trembling with the rhythm of laughter, and seemed extremely happy.

He looked up at the sky, squinted his eyes and shouted, "Old thief Huo Yan deserves to die. It doesn't count if the wild dogs eat it. Do you still remember the meat I asked to give? Hahahaha!"

Lin Qun'an's throat surged, and the people had already woken up. Some were squatting on the ground and vomiting, and some were crying...

"You must die a bad death!"

"Sir, cut him!"

The people gradually recovered and everyone was furious.

"What a good Anxiang County, now it has been ruined by this traitor. It's time to dig his family's ancestral grave!"

"What kind of ancestral tomb is digging! Kill him, the three tribes of the Guo family!"

"Yes, kill the three tribes of the Guo family!"

"Smash him to death!"

With the enthusiasm of the crowd, someone threw a stone over. The stone fell beside Guo Hou, bounced a few times, and finally stopped at his feet.

Guo Hou seemed to be startled and shouted angrily at the other side: "Looking for death!"

Lin Qun'an shook his head, and the soldiers shouted: "Don't throw anything away, otherwise they will catch the board!"

The crowd was a little restless, and someone shouted, "Sir, the thief asked someone to kill Lord Huo at that time. Why don't we kill him?"

Lin Qun'an said, "My uncle wants him to go back alive."

"Xing He Bo?"

When he mentioned this name, even Guo Hou was trembling.

He was ready to be cut into pieces, and he felt that he could bear this pain. But when Lin Qun'an mentioned Fang Xing, the cruel experience of Fang Xing's past gradually came to his mind.

Killing without blinking is just one thing. It is rumored that Fang Xing had buried prisoners of war alive and ate human flesh.

Lin Qun'an walked up to him and waited when Guo Hou looked up at him, he said, "Many people rebel after cleaning up and offering, but like you, you are the only one. Guo Hou, you are lucky."

...

News from all over the country flew to the capital like snowflakes. The situation in the south seemed to be facing it, which made the civil and military officials and people in the capital secretly shocked.

Hundreds of rebellions were more than any dynasty, making people think they were in the late dynasty and in the chaos.

Fang Xing was in charge of Jinling as a reassurance. Whether it was the officials or the people, they believed that he could suppress the situation in the south.

But everyone was worried about another point. They were worried that Fang Xing would start a massacre and kill those Confucian figures.

So some of the court officials went to Jinling, and some stuttered to express their concerns in this regard to Zhu Zhanji. Then Zhu Zhanji said calmly that the list would be sent to Peking in time.

Zhang Fu was inevitably worried about these things, and talked to Meng Ying at the Governor's Office of the Five Army and also mentioned this matter.

"Dehua seems to be joking and easy to talk to, but that man is the most stubborn in his bones. If he is angry, no matter how gentry or great scholar you are, you can't even get a vassal king."

Meng Ying said helplessly: "Your Majesty also sent Marquis Yangwu. Marquis Yangwu is steady and I want to be able to encircle him."

The two of them said this, but they were not worried that Fang Xing would be angry, but that he would take the risk and use this opportunity to clean up the Confucianism.

Zhang Fu felt a little worried and smiled and said, "No matter how you look at these innovations, they will not be a temporary idea. They have been revealed since Emperor Wen. Dehua worked hard for many years and thought he would not destroy the Great Wall himself."

Meng Ying was a little jealous. He lowered his head and thought that Fang Xing had been involved in the royal family since Fang's young age, and then walked step by step to today. During this period, he made many plans, but now it seems that most of them are planning for the future of the Ming Dynasty.

No one does not want to become an important official in the country. The limitations of their possible power and the differences in their respective circumstances make them have to do their own jobs.

For Meng Ying, what he cares most about in this world is Baoding Hou Mansion, followed by his own future.

Zhang Fu and him were similar, and the two were relatively silent until a sound of footsteps came.

"The messenger from the south is here!"

The two of them stood up suddenly and hurried into the palace to ask for a meeting.

When I arrived outside the palace, I saw many important officials waiting, and the atmosphere was tense.

Later, an eunuch came to take them in.

In the Ganqing Palace, Zhu Zhanji was looking at the documents and the ministers came in to salute. He just nodded slightly and continued to watch.

His eyebrows were slightly frowned, and the corners of his mouth were slightly turned down, with a hint of coldness, and he seemed extremely unhappy.

After reading it later, he looked up and said, "More than 300, the entire south, more than 300 rebellions were committed, the biggest one... After breaking through the county town of Anxiang County, the magistrate Huo Yan died for his country, and the gentry was the leader!"

Zhu Zhanji held the scroll of the document in his hand and said with anger, "Some people think that I am too mean. Gentlemen are the foundation of the Ming Dynasty, so why are they reluctant to give some land?"

Come on!

Some civil servants below were really thinking this way in their hearts, and immediately looked at the emperor with their eyes lit up, guessing whether he wanted to change his course.

If the cleaning ends, then there is still room for maneuvering all of this, and the relationship between Confucianism and the emperor will be slowly restored, and then there will be no difference from all dynasties.

This is everyone’s wish!

But the emperor on the imperial throne snorted coldly and said, "It seems that today there are many gentry people who are greedy. I have given the land today, and will I give it to it tomorrow? If I give it to this, will I give it to a group of juren and Jinshi in the next few years? "

His voice gradually became louder: "I'll give it to it today and tomorrow. When will the Ming Dynasty pack it to them?! Well!"

"Your Majesty's Joy and Anger..."

"Stop the anger?"

The ministers bowed together, which was quite spectacular.

But Zhu Zhanji was not happy. He stood up and walked down with his hands behind his back, walked all the way to the gate of the hall, looked at the dazzling sunshine outside and said, "Some people say that this world is my world and the Zhu family's world. I deeply agreed at that time, and wanted to take charge of the world and dominate the world."

Well……

This is a bit of a dream. Even the eunuchs know that it is difficult for the emperor. What is the difference between the Zhu family and the wooden statue in the temple?

Zhu Zhanji slowly turned around, looked at the ministers from behind, and then at the imperial throne.

"The experience of Emperor Ren made me know that the world is not my or the Zhu family. If I can't figure it out, the Zhu family will be in trouble and become the lamb slaughtered by the thief."

"His Majesty!"

A civil servant knelt down, he unbuttoned his official hat and bowed his head deeply.

The ministers knelt down in front of Zhu Zhanji, and only Zhu Zhanji was standing in the hall.

He slowly walked past the rows of people kneeling.

He looked like a god, looking at these important officials of the Ming Dynasty who bowed their heads.

"The former Song Dynasty was the world of scholars and officials, and whose world was the Ming Dynasty?"

Zhu Zhanji raised this question, but was not seeking an answer.

He walked to the imperial throne again, faced the imperial throne, reached out and touched the armrest, and said, "The chair is just a chair. Everyone has a chair. Only by sitting firmly can you have a good end."

The emperor's words were full of murderous intent, and the ministers below were the same.

The ministers who opposed the cleanup and offer would hate Guo Hou because he allowed the emperor to see the other side of the gentry in the south.

The ministers who agreed to clean up the offer also hated Guo Hou.

I won’t say that I rebelled as a gentry, but I actually captured the county town. This signal is really terrifying.

In the past, most of the rebels rebelled for a while, that is, there was a fall in the county town in Shandong, but it was an internal riot in the county town.

But Guo Hou is different. He gathered his subordinates to attack the county town.

Attack the county town!

This is a dangerous signal, a signal that makes the emperor unable to sleep well.

If you attack the county town today, will you attack Peiping tomorrow?

"Please get up, please."

Zhu Zhanji instantly packed up his mood, turned around and sat down, and said, "I think that the gentry is domineering and even dares to rebel, which ultimately lies in pampering!"

Doting?

"Yes, it's just pampering."
Chapter completed!