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The first thousand nine hundred and seventeenth chapter is not broken, not established

Chen Zilong looked up and said, "Your Majesty, do you know why you are powerful all over the world and your hearts are still close and far away? Not to mention the distance, but the nearest ones are like the chief minister, like Zilong, like the grand general's mansion... You won't know that Zilong summoned tens of thousands of people, and the movements are not revealed by the general's mansion, right?"

Wu Zheng looked solemn and nodded, "Mr. Wozi said so much... Zheng couldn't understand this. Logically, everyone is willing to pay attention to me and shouldn't let you... do it nonsense!"

Chen Zilong sighed softly, stood up, walked to the haystack in the corner of the wall, and lay up.

He turned his back to Wu Zheng, as if he was talking to himself, saying, "The old ones don't go, the new ones don't come..."

Wu Zheng let out a "boom" in his mind, as if he had caught something, but he was unable to understand it for a while.

While hesitating, Chen Zilong said again, "Scholars understand things and reason... what is the reason?"

"Inheritance!" Chen Zilong still turned his back to Wu Zheng, "If the prince wants a world where the king is not a king, a minister is not a minister, a scholar is abandoned, and a public servant is supported, then he must change the idea of ​​scholars... Indeed, the prince is also doing this. If the available people are wrong, let the old people teach the new ones, and the result will be half the result with twice the effort!"

Wu Zheng Dawu, bowed and bowed, "Mr. Xie Wozi's advice!"

Chen Zilong waved his hand, "If you don't kill Boren, Boren will die for you. There was the chief assistant in front, and now there is Zilong... Merchants should not trust all their profits, so don't let scholars down!"

Wu Zheng opened his mouth and stared at Chen Zilong who was lying on his side for a long time. He wanted to speak but stopped for a while. However, he finally sighed softly and turned away.

....

Mr. Wozi, who is famous in Jiangnan, is dead.

It was not a prison, but a execution ground.

Outside the Kinmen, by the West Lake.

Even when scholars seek death, they are so poetic and picturesque.

Wu Zheng agreed that although he did not go to Guanzhang, no matter what conditions Chen Zilong proposed, Wu Zheng decided to satisfy them one by one.

At any time, you cannot treat scholars unfairly!

Just as Chen Zilong’s final instructions - don’t let scholars down!

Wu Zheng even agreed not to stop Chen Zilong from any conversations with old friends, observe the punishment and the spontaneous sacrifices of the people.

This is a public trial involving tens of thousands of people.

Tens of thousands of scholars who came from the surrounding prefectures all knelt on the ground and cried bitterly.

The crying sounds shocked the world and made ghosts cry.

Although Wu Zheng did not see or hear it with his own eyes, he could imagine such a scene.

A generation of literary masters did not die under the sword of the Tartars, but died under the punishment of their own people. This is the greatest sorrow in the world!

The Censorship Office, led by Zhang Huangyan, formed seven jury.

In front of everyone, except for Zhang Huangyan abstaining from power, the other six people ruled that Chen Zilong was guilty of death!

No one dares to abuse the law in such a situation. This is Wu Zheng’s plan.

Killing is not difficult.

The difficulty lies in killing the heart!

Countless people were cursing in the scene. Although they did not name them, everyone understood who they were cursing.

This is an irreversible trial.

The irreversible thing is that no one can dare to question its results.

Chen Zilong himself voluntarily pleaded guilty and surrendered to the law, and the crimes he received were unforgivable crimes of treason. I am afraid that even the arrival of the Heavenly King would be difficult to change his ending.

His Highness the King of Wu has never intervened in the government affairs of the General's Mansion since the day the prefecture was opened five years ago.

In other words, the jury formed by the Censorate are all prestigious people in Jiangnanji.

For example, when the Qing army went south, when the two colleagues of Chen Zilong, he wrote a quatrain "... The emperor's kindness has not been repaying his disciples' grudges, and the minister's way of overcoming difficulties; he sent a message to the history of thousands of years, and the words of clothing and hats should not be deleted lightly." Zhang Kentang, a Jinshi of Tianqin, who was wise in the world.

For example, in his youth, he was called "Three Sons of Yunjian" with Chen Zilong and Song Zhengyu, and was a member of Yingshe. At this time, Li Wen, who was the head of the Ministry of Personnel.

Even these old friends of Chen Zilong believed that the crimes committed by Chen Zilong were unforgivable, so Chen Zilong was naturally dead.

This is what Wu Zheng wants. At this time, he is afraid that no one will stop him from changing the world.

No matter who it is, it will be wiped out!

Even Mr. Wozi, who is famous all over the world, cannot!

You can respect it, but you must kill it!

If you do not kill, the law cannot be established.

If you don’t kill, reform will be abolished!

Chen Zilong himself confessed his guilt under the eyes of tens of thousands of people.

From Zhang Huangyan's mouth, Chen Zilong smiled from beginning to end.

But after the trial result came out, he seemed to complain, "...I am proud,

But things are impermanent.

Sorrow comes from the heart, and everything is worse than others.

I thought I was proud to be born from my bones, and I never bowed my knees.

But how much is Pride worth?

The most apology is that I let go of my dignity, but I can’t replace my food, rice, oil and salt.

Everything is fate, no one can do anything to him…”

Chen Zilong faced the last to the scholar who cried for him, and shouted loudly with all his strength, "...to the north! to the north! to the north...!"

It attracted thousands of scholars, and thus read the "Farewell Fu" that Chen Zilong did in his early years and was well known to scholars in Jiangnan: "... As for the ancestors, they sang in Zhejiang, and they sang in the water, and they gradually mourned, and raised their glasses several times. People, tigers and wolves never returned, and who can understand the black horse? I believe in serving the king and have no different hearts, and I am angry with the country and have gradually become a hero. I am sighing only by the wind, and I climb the shaft and never stop..."

If you do this level of life, you will die without regrets!

After hearing this, Wu Zheng sighed to Zhang Huang's words.

Zhang Huangyan looked at Wu Zheng for a long time, suddenly lifted his robe and knelt down, "Report to His Highness the King of Wu, the supervisor... I am guilty!"

Wu Zhengwen heard the face calm, without any surprise.

"The former is gone, and the past cannot be pursued... Let's stop this!"

After saying that, Wu Zheng left!

Zhang Huangyan was as if thunder was heard, sitting depressedly on the ground, then burst into tears, as if he was crazy.

....

Chen Zilong took the initiative to admit his guilt and submit to the law, which made scholars from various prefectures in Jiangnan dissatisfied, but had no reason to resist.

People are very forgetful. Only three or five days later, there were few people talking about Chen Zilong's death in the wine shops and teahouses in the market.

As the news of the victory of Fengyang Prefecture spread, the people's ecstasy instantly washed away the last trace of sorrow in their hearts.

Wu Zheng is right, the former is gone, and the past cannot be pursued.

The living people have to continue walking forward, walking faster and going further!

The gate of the General's Mansion has been repaired.

The dead palace guards have been collected and their families have been properly lenient and placed.

Outside the mansion, the blood stains on the streets had been washed away, so clean that they seemed to have never happened before. That extremely unbearable scene.

However, the most difficult thing is the thousands of rebels who were captured by the palace soldiers and Changlin Guards.

You can't always be imprisoned, and you can't kill them all.

If you let go, the law will not be established.

Killing will hurt people's hearts.

The palace of the royal palace, in the meeting hall.

Xiong Rulin, Zhang Guowei, Zhang Huangyan and other officials have been discussing this for three days, but they have not been able to get the key points.

They all advocated giving mercy in their hearts, but they did not dare.

Especially Chen Zilong's death, they saw that under the easy-going appearance of His Royal Highness Wu, there was a firm and stubborn heart.

Just when the dukes were frowning, they fought back to Hangzhou Prefecture, and His Highness, who had not discussed anything with them, appeared.

"Those who do not know will not be guilty!"

"Only investigate the evil, never pursue it!"

"So is the same with women, children, young and old!"

After being shocked, the princes knelt down and praised him, "Your Highness is wise!"
Chapter completed!
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