Beiyang new warlord

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After all, the military power of the Nanjing Forbidden Army is still in the hands of Donglin's lineage. These younger generations have little power to fight back, especially no one thought that Donglin would be so ruthless and decisive. Fushe suffered heavy losses, and the officials' cliques in Beijing were almost wiped out.

Just like the last plot against Ma Shiying, Ruan Dacheng's party, early in the morning, a large number of officials and scholars dressed in official uniforms, robes and even pajamas were roughly guarded by soldiers and escorted to the prison in Stone City. However, Wu Weiye, Yushi Huang Zongxi, Chen Zhenhui and other senior officials were not immune to the incident. Along the way, there was an endless stream of onlookers, even blocking the road.

It’s just that it’s different from Ma Shiying and Ruan Dacheng that time. The former two are bureaucrats, but they can be rehabilitated, but they are representatives of the interests of the petty bourgeoisie and urban citizens!While walking staggeringly, Huang Zongxi, who was once an orphan in the Prison of Six Gentlemen, suddenly raised his fist in anger, and roared at the astonished citizens watching.

"Arrested without charge, I refuse to accept it!"

With a bang, his back was immediately smashed by the guarded soldier with the handle of the knife, and he staggered forward and almost fell down, but enduring the severe pain, Huang Zongxi still roared out in desolation and fury like a lone wolf .

"My lords in Donglin, plotting gardens and enclosing land, but how much land is there? The people have no land to cultivate, and they are homeless. We opened up the sea to trade, sold tea and transported silk! I was dedicated to seeking a stable career for the people, but now I am treated like this, and I am in shackles." Add body!"

"The sky has no eyes, I don't accept it!!!"

He roared and provoked the people to look sideways, but it did not cause any waves. After all, it was not in line with the understanding of ordinary citizens. Fortunately, his accusation was among the escorted officials and scholars , It played a leading role. Immediately afterwards, hundreds of Fushe officials who were detained started to make noise together, scrambling to cry out for grievances.

What they are clamoring for is also much more practical.

"I'm in charge of Wu Weiye, the Minister of the Household Department, the silk and satin village in Qinhuai, and the silk and satin trade with Hangzhou. I offended the boss of Donglin for this. They want to kill me, and the silk and satin trade will be completely ruined. Everyone will lose their jobs!"

"I'm Li XX, a maritime trade official. The imperial court wants to kill me and ban maritime trade!"

"Xiaguan Zhang, folks, if I die, everyone will be laid off!"

What is the injustice of the law and infighting in the court, it doesn't matter much in the eyes of the common people. You are all high-ranking officials and lords. It doesn't matter to us if you die by dozens or hundreds. , but it’s a deep pain. The pain caused by Donglin’s retro renovation last time is still vivid in my mind. I was dumbfounded listening to them screaming and complaining. roared.

"The dog officials of the erhu egg, they have taken up all the good land, they are delicious and hot, and the girls can't even start a small business, and the girls are starving to death because they have no way to live. Now you want to talk nonsense Forcing girls, girls are going to fight with you!"

While yelling, the man slammed his head into the guards guards, grabbed a collar, and the electric cannon hit his face, and it was pasted. With such a leader, in an instant, the whole street was full of people watching. The people of Yingtian also exploded, all over the street, scrambling to be the first to scuffle with guards and guards.

People who are like sheep suddenly become irritable like wolves on weekdays, making those imperial guards unable to move in time. The guard team was immediately disrupted, and the entire Bell and Drum Tower Street became a mess. Taking this opportunity, Zhang Moumou and Li Mouguan returned Wu Weiye and other Fushe officials took the opportunity to run away.

"Master Huang, Mr. Xia, hurry up!"

Breaking through the crowd, but looking back, Huang Zongxi and Xia Yunyi, who are also one of the leaders of the Fushe, are still in the crowd, and the anxious Wu Weiye turned around and shouted.

But listening to him shouting, Huang Zongxi actually shook his head heavily: "My father resisted Wei Yan and died tragically, but if he didn't run away, what's my fault? Why did he run away?"

"Let's go, Mr. Huang wants to see, what kind of reasons do those masters of Neo Confucianism, Donglin masters, use to convict me of their crimes!"

Hearing his sonorous words, and looking at the chaotic crowd, he shook his head helplessly. Finally, Wu Weiye got into the crowd without looking back.

.........

Just when Huang Zongxi was still full of momentum, convinced that he was innocent, and wanted to criticize the leaders of Donglin in court, he didn't know that a few hours ago in the night, a carriage had already rushed forward. Go to Stone City.

In the carriage, they were still tied up, their hands were hung high behind their backs by ropes, and the ropes were stretched into their delicate wrists, they were all purple from being strangled, and their beautiful eyes were also covered by cloth bags. In the darkness, panic Huddled in the corner of the carriage, Luo Ning asked tremblingly.

"Xiao Zhen, where are you taking me?"

"Don't drive my sister away, I really have nowhere to go! My sister will listen to you whatever you say in the future, please!"

But Luo Ning, who was blindfolded, didn't notice at all. Luo Zhen, who was sitting cross-legged across from her, had a complex and ferocious face, his hand was stroking on his wooden artificial leg, Luo Zhen's eyes were full of scarlet and madness.

The carriage sped forward, and the gloomy Stone City full of death was still arriving in an instant.

There were heavy black iron shackles on her ankles. In the darkness, Luo Ning was lifted heavily by two men holding her shoulders between her shoulders. She dragged her to nowhere. The only sounds were the rattling of the shackles dragging on the ground and the heavy breathing of the man who was guarding her. In the end, she was dragged into a cold room that should be relatively spacious.

Finally, the rope that had bound her for more than two days was untied, but immediately, her pair of small hands were captured again, and heavy and cold iron cuffs were put on them. Her hands were hoisted high, and then the shackles on her ankles were also opened from the middle, and she was dragged to the sides immediately. After her legs were opened wide, the iron chain was fixed in the iron ring on the ground.

The whole person was hung up in big characters. In order to relieve the pain of her wrist, Luo Ning could only try her best to hold her toes, and with a crash, the cloth strip in front of her was finally torn off, and the darkness blurred her pupils for a few seconds. Only then did Luo Ning adapt to the light. In front of her, Luo Zhen no longer knew where to go. Instead, there was a big square face, full of wrinkles and a big beard, a menacing old man, a sharp-mouthed monkey cheek, cowering and hiding behind the old man. Half a step behind, there was an old official wearing a second-grade purple official robe, two ferocious Jinyiwei thugs carrying thick leather whips, and a burning stove with several triangular irons on it.

A wave of sadness emerged on Luo Ning's face, and without making another sound, she lowered her head heavily.

"The prisoner Luo Ning! This old man is Lu Daqi, a scholar of the Wenhua Palace of the Ming Dynasty, and this is Zhao Longen, the Shangshu of the Ministry of Punishments! I am here to interrogate you under the order of His Majesty!"

Lu Daqi has been an official for many years, and he is very good at nourishing his energy, but his pupils, which can be called not angry and self-reliant, looked viciously at the red burning iron beside him, and immediately hummed sullenly.

"A gentleman acts benevolently, and I don't want to be too cruel. I hope you will cooperate obediently and avoid the pain of flesh and blood. Do you understand?"

There is nothing more sad than heartbreak, but Luo Ning heard the word benevolence, and a strong mocking expression appeared on her delicate face. After a pause for a second or two, she finally Also hummed lightly.

"ask."

"Can you preside over the East India Company, a trading firm under Beini?"

"Yes!"

Luo Ning's expression couldn't help becoming nostalgic for this question, but after a while it returned to dim, and she didn't deny it, she simply agreed.

"But Beiren sent you to Yingtian to conspire to contact and rebel? Your internal cause is Zhang Pu, a scholar of Jianji Palace?"

Relying on the body of a daughter, she supported the huge Luo family in troubled times. With Luo Ning's intelligence, Lu Daqi's words made her immediately understand the ins and outs of the whole thing. Covering her face, her pupils were gradually blurred by tears, and it took another few seconds before Luo Ning responded with difficulty.

"Yes!"

This is the confidence behind the Donglin coup. No matter how despicable the methods are and how selfish the purpose is, these hypocrites must give a high-sounding reason to show that they are just. To be satisfied, this picture of Pu Zhang Cai was completely confirmed by these two words, and the face of the gentleman was once again full of majesty and tallness, and he slightly lifted his stubbled chin with frost and snow.

"Untie one of her hands and let the prisoner put her in custody!"

Amidst the sound of iron keys clattering, Luo Ning's red-stained right hand was finally let go, but before she could move her sore hand, it was already roughly grabbed by the tormentor of Nanzhen Fusi Jinyiwei, and put it on the ink pad. Pressed it, and immediately pressed heavily on the confession that had already been drafted. Immediately afterwards, her hand was held up high, and she was handcuffed back to the hanging handcuffs.

He didn't make things difficult for her any more, put the confession into his sleeve, and Lu Daqi turned around to leave, but just as he took a step, Luo Ning's weak voice suddenly came from behind him.

"Master Lu, please stop, I still have something to ask!"

"Oh? Say?"

Lu Daqi turned around and asked directly, because he didn't care about Luo Ning's cooperation and some small requests just now, but then, the words spoken from Luo Ning's dry lips made this political The leader frowned slightly.

"Can I ask Mr. Lu to dismiss Luo Zhen from office?"

"Master Luo killed his relatives righteously, was loyal to the court, and used them justly. How could Lu Mou dismiss him because of the resentment of you, a treacherous woman? Nonsense!"

"I don't resent him. Before my father died, I asked my brother to take good care of my younger brother! But you are all going to die! I really don't want him to get involved and die here, please!!!"

"absurd!"

The weaker body stretched forward as hard as possible, and the chains that were handcuffing her rattled. There was no trace of resentment or anger in Luo Ning's expression. Lu Daqi's heart was extremely chaotic, he flicked his sleeves abruptly, feeling uneasy, he hurriedly left the Jinyiwei Nian Prison!

The last bit of strength seemed to be pulled away, watching his back, Luo Ning's whole body collapsed, and only supported by the iron chain that imprisoned her...

8Chapter 17. Blood-stained Long Street

The conspiracy was brewing bit by bit in the dark of night.

Now that Donglin is so powerful, the entire imperial palace is under their control. Just as Luo Ning's confession was obtained in the Jinyiwei Prison in Stone City, Lu Daqi immediately drove the carriage back to the Wenhua Palace of the Central Government Office excitedly, but here, suddenly The blow made his ears roar.

"What? Let brothers Zhang Pu and Zhang Cai run away! A bunch of trash!"