Cyber Daming

Songjiang Mansion, Huating County Government Office Hall.

Wu Cheng was wearing a thin undershirt and knelt on the cold floor tiles, with a look of shock and anger on his face, a hint of ferocity.

It's like a vicious dog that has been skinned but still wants to bite people.

"Songjiang Wu family, Xindonglin Party is a second-class family. The head of the family, Wu Cheng, is a doctor of the Ministry of Industry in Jinling, the capital of Jinling. He has always taken advantage of his position to resell the quotas issued by the Ministry of Industry and various new weapons and equipment, enrich his own pockets, and commit corruption and pervert the law."

"The people you have business dealings with include, in addition to gang leaders who once committed crimes in the area, there are even barbarians from overseas and Honghu who have caused rebellion. So you also have another crime, colluding with bandits and subsidizing the enemy."

In front of the mural depicting the white sea and the red sun, the big seat belonging to the chief official of the government office was empty.

A young-looking young official sat on the steps of the high platform, resting his chin on his hands and looking at Wu Cheng who was kneeling not far away with a smile.

"Master Wu, there are many more crimes you have committed. I just picked out the main ones. Do you need me to list them for you one by one?"

"Yang Baize, you wear green clothes and I wear red robes. I am older than you in terms of official position. What qualifications do you, a small magistrate, have to interrogate me here?"

Wu Cheng bared his teeth and stared at the other party fiercely.

"You ordered strong men to kidnap me from Jinling for no reason. You took off my clothes and humiliated me wantonly. This is a great disrespect to the court! Even if your teacher is Pei Xingjian, I will fight you in this lawsuit. After all! Even if it’s in front of the Chief Assistant, I still want justice!”

"Hey, I originally thought that you were kneeling here politely because you knew how to assess the situation and understand what kind of situation you were in. But now it seems that you are still pretending to be confused."

Yang Baize sighed helplessly: "Since you want to file a lawsuit, fine, I'll give you this opportunity. You can now link to Huangliang Dreamland, whether you report it to the cabinet or contact your backers, the Xu family, it's up to you. . As long as someone dares to stand up and say a word for you, I will respectfully send you back to Jinling today, okay?"

"You and me."

Wu Cheng's face turned red and he hesitated. After a long while, he said sharply: "Yang Baize, I know who you are working for now and you are eager to make contributions. But there are countless powerful people in the Ming Empire. Why do you insist on keeping an eye on my Wu family? ? I would like to advise you, be kind to others, don’t just look at the spring breeze in front of you, be careful when you turn around and let the tea cool!"

"It seems that you know a lot of things. That's right. There is no airtight wall in this world, especially within our Confucian order. No slightest disturbance can escape the eyes of those who are interested."

Yang Baize looked at Wu Cheng and smiled disdainfully: "But Mr. Wu, you have some tricks, but not much. You have some brains, but not much. Since you know that I am so proud of myself right now, you should worry about your bowl of herbal tea. How to deal with it instead of worrying about me.”

"The Chief Assistant gave you power just to knock down the mountain, not to let you do whatever you want! Yang Baize, if you are so arrogant and arrogant, then in the end you and your teacher Pei Xingjian will be unlucky!"

Wu Cheng was still shouting: "The cunning rabbit dies, and the lackeys cook it. The birds are gone, but the good bow is hidden. Don't say you were unpredicted!"

"Okay, that's really good! You are indeed a die-hard disciple of the Xu family. Not only do you have sharp teeth and a sharp mouth, but you also have very hard bones. There are really very few people like you, Lord Wu, who are not afraid of death in Confucianism. ”

Yang Baize put his hands on his hands and smiled: "Don't look at the small and shabby main hall of my government office, but during this period, there may be more officials kneeling here than in front of the Xu family."

"Among them, there were quite a few who started to tremble as soon as they arrived here, and were so frightened that they couldn't even speak a word. There were also many who shed tears and just knelt down to beg for mercy. But they could be so confident and confident. You are the only one who is afraid, I admire you!"

Wu Cheng snorted coldly. Although he was embarrassed, his temper was not diminished.

But the strange thing is that although he maintained his majesty in front of Yang Baize, he still knelt there motionless and showed no sign of getting up.

"Come here, bring us a chair, Mr. Wu."

"yes."

A black-clothed monk came from the corner and placed an armchair next to Wu Cheng.

As he approached, Wu Cheng was like a cat or dog being approached by a tiger or leopard. His face suddenly turned pale, and he subconsciously lowered his raised head.

"Master Wu, what's wrong with you?"

Yang Baize looked at the other party pretending to be puzzled, blinked, and suddenly said: "Ah, look at my memory, I have forgotten that people like you, Mr. Wu, who have evil thoughts in their hearts, can't even stand in front of Fa Xu. I can’t even stand up. Otherwise, how could they have brought you, Confucian Xu Si, here from Jinling so easily?”

"Be arrogant at first and respectful at the end, bully the weak and fear the strong"

Yang Baize stood up suddenly, folded his hands in his sleeves, and looked down at Wu Cheng: "I am as timid as a mouse in front of them, but I am so talkative in front of me. What, do you really treat me, Yang Baize, as a soft persimmon?"

"Yang Baize, don't bully others."

Bang!

Before Wu Cheng could finish speaking, a foot stomped heavily on his face, turning the second half of the sentence in his mouth into a muffled groan.

"You are said to be hard-hearted, but you have no power to fight back in front of the Great Ming Law. You are said to have a clear conscience, but you have done so many despicable things that are harmful to the world. Wu Cheng, what kind of books are you people reading? , Why can’t I understand it at all?”

Yang Baize knelt down and looked at Wu Cheng, whose hair was messy and his eyes were as red as blood.

"You are in a hurry to get on the road, and I am in a hurry to get on the road. We don't have much time, so there is no need to ramble on here. To put it bluntly, I killed five or six big and small lords during this period, and it took a lot of effort I just dug you out."

"As for why I want to take off your clothes and animal skins, I plan to give you another chance to be a clean person again. As long as you tell me everything you have done for the Xu family. Come out and I’ll leave you with a good reputation, okay?”

"reputation?"

A silent and sinister smile appeared on Wu Cheng's face: "Yang Baize, I don't think you are in a hurry. Otherwise, why would you still have the heart to tell me jokes here?"

"Are you joking? I don't think so. Because you are definitely going to die this time. Apart from a reputation that will be remembered by future generations, I really don't know what I can leave you."

Yang Baize smiled and said, "Or do you plan to ask more than a hundred members of the Wu family to accompany you on the journey?"

When Wu Cheng heard this, he said disdainfully: "Yang Baize, you are now serving as a knife for others, and it is time for the knife to be sharpened. Have you ever thought about the day when you are abandoned, you and I will be in different places, and you will be in different places. what to do?"

"I only give you three sentences, and the sentence just now is considered the first sentence."

Yang Baize squinted his eyes and slowly raised a finger in front of Wu Cheng.

"You can't cut off all the heads of the powerful family, and even the people behind you don't have time to cut off all the heads. Why do you think he wants to attack the Xu family? Let me tell you, the current head of the Xu family is Xu Haichao, and his background is better than You think deeper. This is not a fight between people, but a fight between parties! You have stepped into a pool of muddy water that can drown you, do you know?"

"Second sentence."

Yang Baize gently shook his two fingers and spoke calmly.

"Spring and Autumn Society! Xu Haichao is a member of the Spring and Autumn Society, and their power is not much inferior to that of the New Donglin Party. The chief minister wants you to be a knife because he wants you to test the bottom line of the Spring and Autumn Society for him. Once they shake hands and make peace, , reach an agreement to fight against foreign enemies, then you will be an abandoned son! At that time, those nobles who have been persecuted by you will swarm you and eat you alive, leaving no bones or dregs behind!"

"The third sentence"

Yang Baize stood up with his hands on his knees: "Mr. Wu, have a good trip."

Shang Lu's figure appeared quietly behind Wu Cheng, and an overwhelming fear exploded in his heart.

This feeling is like being shackled and exiled thousands of miles into the desert, like being wrapped in a fishing net and waiting for thousands of swords to strike.

In a daze, Wu Cheng seemed to see countless people in black clothes whose faces could not be seen crowding around him, tightly closing each step, shouting four words in unison that seemed to take away the soul.

"What crime should be committed?!"

"What crime should be committed?!"

Wu Cheng was paralyzed on the ground like a puddle of mud, his frightened and helpless eyes swept around blankly, and finally saw Yang Baize's back just before his vision was about to be completely submerged in black.

Just like a drowning man seeing a life-saving straw floating by his hand, Wu Cheng grabbed it into his arms without any hesitation.

"I can give you evidence of the Xu family's crimes!"

The voice was as sharp as a knife, slicing open the mask of death on Wu Cheng's face. His wet hair stuck to his forehead, and his bloodless lips trembled constantly.

"I can betray the Xu family, but I can't die. I absolutely can't die!"

"As expected of our Confucian people, we can always pull back from the brink and wake up at the last moment. All kindness and righteousness are bullshit. The most important thing is our own interests."

While Yang Baize was speaking, he glanced at Shang Lu and saw that he had no expression on his face. He seemed to have expected Wu Cheng to be like this.

"What do you want me to do?"

Wu Cheng accepted his fate so smoothly that he actually took the initiative to speak this time.

"Two things."

Yang Baize said softly: "The first thing, write down everything you know, send it to various government offices in the empire through Huangliang Dreamland, and advertise it widely. The second thing, come with me to Songjiang and confront him face to face. Xu Haichao.”

Wu Cheng couldn't help but look shocked when he heard this, and blurted out: "Is it that simple?"

Yang Baize looked at him with a half-smile but not a smile: "Mr. Wu, do you think your evidence is important? Or do you think your life is important? You just said it, this is a party struggle where the sword is drawn and the enemy is defeated!"

Wu Cheng slowly pulled out a wry smile and closed his eyes.

Indeed, whether he said it or not, it didn't matter at all.

What Yang Baize wants is not conclusive evidence at all, just a legitimate excuse.

If you don't cooperate, others will naturally cooperate.

Confucianism has never been short of talented people who understand current affairs.

"Brother Shang, it seems that you have seen clearly. I completely lost this bet, little brother."

Yang Baize raised his hands and fists to Shang Lu, his words full of self-mockery.

During the process of collecting evidence of the Xu family's crimes, Yang Baize and Shang Lu had a small bet.

The content of gambling is naturally life, death and morality.

Yang Baize believes that there will always be people who would rather die than surrender for the Xu family, but Shang Lu is sure that no one will stand firm and the road will be dark.

"It was just a joke, Mr. Yang, don't take it seriously."

Shang Lu did not look down upon Yang Baize because he was Xu San. Instead, he said solemnly: "The news leaked out so easily this time. There must be a spy in the Sanfa Department. Please give me some time, Mr. Yang." I must arrest him as soon as possible."

"Brother Shang, don't worry about this little thing. The problem with our Confucian order is that there is me among you, and you among me. Rather than catching the traitor, I am looking forward to the Xu family's reaction now. ”

Yang Baize took out his hands from his sleeves, and his plain clothes instantly turned into a blue official robe.

"Let's go, it's time for us to go to Songjiang and play the final notes of this New Deal for the Chief Assistant."

"Haichao, Yang Baize is on his way to Songjiang now."

On the top of the Xu family valve building, Yan Dongqing and Xu Haichao, who appeared in projection, stood side by side.

"But you don't have to worry. Although the eldest master forbids Chunqiu Hui to interfere, I, Yan Dongqing, will never sit idly by. I have already arranged the person. It is up to you to decide whether Yang Baize will be killed or released. I just want to wrong you afterwards. Leave the empire for now."

Xu Haichao looked at the thousands of lights under the night and chuckled: "I understand that all this is for our grand cause, and the dead members of the Xu family are nothing."

"It's good that you can understand my difficulties. But I won't let the Xu family's death be in vain."

Yan Dongqing pressed his hands on the railing, his slightly bowed back like a tiger about to leap into the stream.

"When the New Donglin Party is overthrown and that old monster is killed, I will definitely give you the opportunity to go to Beijing and express your feelings to the great master face to face."

Xu Haichao laughed: "There's no need for that. I have nothing to say to him. Besides, brother, you also know my temperament. I'm afraid I won't be able to help but kill him."

"After you sing, I will appear on stage, and the king's flag will change on the city wall."

Yan Dongqing's voice was rich and deep, "There is no owner of the country, we just want to see who can sit at the top. On that day, he will no longer be the king, and you will no longer be the minister. If you want to kill, just kill him."

"Brother Haichao, I will definitely help you get back the humiliation you suffered today a hundred times a thousand times in the future. The Southern Zhili under your feet will be your Xu family's Thousand Miles Confucian Kingdom in the future."

The words in my ears gradually became empty and distant, and were lost in the increasingly noisy wind.

"Yang Baize, I want to see how sharp your knife is and whether you can force me to go far away!"

Xu Haichao stood alone on a tall building with an indifferent expression, quietly waiting for the storm to come.

Boom!

A blast of thunder illuminated the heavy clouds that filled the sky, and the night was as deep as an abyss. In the blink of an eye, the sound of rain was heard, and the roar was deafening.

A large number of figures stood in front of Xu's house, letting the heavy rain wash away them.

All the men directly connected to the Songjiang Mansion, large and small, were present on the orders of the Xu family, like silent military servants, guarding the aloof head of the Xu family.

The chilling chill grew heavier and heavier in the rain, making people feel depressed and staring at the end of the long street.

I don’t know how long it took, but a car came through the rain curtain.

The passenger door slowly opened, and a middle-aged man in black stepped out of the car.

Shang Lu stood beside the car and frowned slightly when he saw the battle in front of him.

"It doesn't matter, the more people come, the better. Let them all take a good look and think about which foot should come first when walking from now on!"

Yang Baize stepped out of the trunk, and Shang Lu opened a black umbrella and followed him. A pair of black and white eyes swept across all directions. No one dared to look at him wherever he passed.

Under his gaze, the group of Confucian scholars who had been waiting for a long time in the heavy rain separated from each other, revealing the red lacquer door that was nearly two feet high.

"The wine and meat of Zhumen are stinky, and there are people freezing to death on the road. But now it is not the common people who are freezing to death, but it is the turn of this group of gentlemen."

Yang Baize walked toward the valve tower with a smile on his face, his steps steady and unhurried.

"Xu Haichao of Songjiang Prefecture, respectfully welcomes the imperial envoy Mr. Yang."

A wild and uninhibited laughter fell from the sky, like a basin of hot oil poured on the crowd who were as wooden as wax statues.

In an instant, Ruxu, who was originally shocked by Shang Lu, came back to his senses and found his backbone again. Countless ferocious eyes came from all directions, trying to drown the young officials standing under the umbrella.

"Songjiang Prefecture Confucian Preface, respectfully welcome the imperial envoy Mr. Yang!"

The words are to welcome, and the meaning is to draw a sword.

Yang Baize was surrounded by invisible swords and axes, but he still looked calm. He stretched out his hand to stop Shang Lu who was about to walk around in front of him.

"Let them shout, preferably so that the entire Songjiang Mansion can hear it and join in the fun!"

Yang Baize strode out of the umbrella and pressed the closed red lacquer door with both hands.

"Yang Baize, the magistrate of Huating County, Songjiang Prefecture of the Ming Dynasty, is under the orders of the chief assistant today."

With both arms exerted, Xu Val's door suddenly opened.

"Ask Xu Clan!"