The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Bailian not only has a remaining party in Shandong, but also has teaching support in Jiangnan.

It's just that they are too scattered and difficult to arrest.

Zhang Lin led the people who arrested Si and shouted to join Bai Lian in Shandong, and found their traces.

At this moment, Bai Lian's teaching pattern is still engraved on his wrist.

Liu Jian opened his mouth in shock, Yan Chengjin wanted to exile Yan Shenggong overseas?

I was shocked several times in the court today, but never as shocked as this time.

Xiong Gan held the fluorene tablet in his hand and didn't know what to say.

The few main registers just now have also been returned to the queue.

Rebellion is an unpardonable crime!

If you continue to speak out at this time, I'm afraid you will be accused of being an accomplice.

Kong Wenshao knelt down in the main hall, and the ministers retreated, as if they would not touch me.

Only Yan Chengjin was still standing one foot away from him, which was the position of the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

Emperor Hongzhi opened the book, which not only recorded his name, but also his household registration and livelihood.

Some are businessmen, some are beggars, and some are ordinary farmers. The White Lotus Sect is pervasive.

"Your Majesty... Your Majesty, calm down." Kong Wenshao said helplessly.

Yan Chengjin continued: "If Shandong is compared to a vassal state, how can it prosper without a clear master?

The Gao Emperor granted the title of Duke Yansheng to pass on the legacy of Confucius, not to protect the bloodline of the Confucian family. In this way, the title of Duke Yansheng should be passed on to wise people.

Kong Hongxu committed adultery in the previous dynasty, and Kong Wenshao was his son..."

Kong Wenshao's face turned earthy and he looked at Yan Chengjin: Brother, please stop talking.

Xiong Gan hurriedly cleared the air and bowed slightly: "What Yan Chengjin said is reasonable. Please punish me severely!"

"I second the proposal!"

There are things that can be done and things that cannot be done, and rebellion is something that cannot be done.

If you get even the tiniest bit of it, you might be caught and doomed.

Your Majesty hates the White Lotus Sect the most. If Bailian's home base was in Shandong, no one would be able to save Kong Wenshao today.

Emperor Hongzhi took a deep breath.

The Confucius Mansion occupies millions of acres of fertile land, and even without the White Lotus Sect, he would still have to take care of it.

Now that the White Lotus Sect has appeared, it has given him a way to straighten things up.

“The imperial court regarded Confucianism as its orthodoxy and selected scholars based on eight-legged writing. The Confucian government ordered me to feel like a knife was cutting through my heart.

In this case, how can you still dare to respect Confucianism as a national study? What do you think the princes will do with the crown of Confucius Wenshao? "

"This..." Li Dongyang and others hesitated.

Yan Chengjin said: "Why don't you go to Mankara and preach?"

Kong Wenshao was so frightened that he fainted. He never dreamed that he would be exiled overseas.

Before entering Beijing, you should seek divination from an old Taoist priest.

Xiao Jing knew that His Majesty did not want to see this person for a moment, so he ran down personally, took off the crown, and asked the young eunuch to drag him out.

Li Dongyang raised his head worriedly: "Your Majesty, the fertile land of Confucius and the people of Shandong?"

"Liangxiang's practice of dividing acres into acres can support 30,000 refugees. What will happen if the Confucius' fields are divided and the practice of dividing acres into acres is also implemented?" Emperor Hongzhi seemed to ask himself.

There was silence in the hall, no one dared to answer.

The minister did not want to implement it. Emperor Gao initially tried to implement salt introduction in Shanxi, and later implemented it throughout the world.

Although it is only implemented in Shandong, it may not be implemented all over the country in the future.

Ma Wensheng, the Minister of Civil Affairs, said: "Your Majesty, I think it's okay!"

Magong?

All the officials were extremely surprised.

Xiong Gan glanced at Yan Chengjin and then at Ma Wensheng.

Ma Wensheng knew in his heart that His Majesty had made up his mind.

Emperor Hongzhi opened several more magazines and ordered: "The fertile land of Yanshenggong Mansion cannot exceed 100,000 acres, and it has been established as a rule.

The rest of the children of the Confucius family, measured by household, cannot exceed two thousand acres.

The rest was distributed to the people and paid taxes by dividing the land into acres. "

The land has been reduced, but the children of the Confucius family can take the imperial examination and become officials, and can do business.

All the officials looked at each other, and Wei Wenfeng from the Ministry of War stood up and said, "There is nothing wrong with Your Majesty returning the land, but there is something wrong with promoting the sharing of land."

"I think what Mr. Wei said is reasonable." The Hubu one gave him the right answer.

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Wei Wenfeng and said, "There are millions of people without land. How do the two Qings think they can support them?"

"this……"

After the implementation of the system of working on a farm, for Emperor Hongzhi, this was used to feed the refugees.

Yan Chengjin sighed, His Majesty still couldn't bear to deprive the Kong family of all their fields.

Fortunately, the evidence of the crime collected could only make Kong Wenshao exiled to Manjiala.

"The cabinet will draw up a decree."

"I obey the order!"

This discussion lasted for two hours, which was the longest of the year.

The Secretary of General Affairs spread the imperial newspaper out of the imperial city, and then spread it throughout the world through the gentry to save paper.

Scholars were extremely shocked when they heard that Duke Yan Sheng was exiled to Manjiala.

We can see the announcements and newspapers that the Confucius Mansion occupied millions of acres of land, and the people were eating carrion one after another, and they felt angry.

"Like father, like son. Kong Hongxu committed adultery, raped and kidnapped, so the same goes for his son."

"Xiao Zhu Xiucai is right. When Kong Wenshao came to Liangxiang, he was worried that the matter would be exposed and win our sympathy."

"No wonder, Yan Shenghui came to Beijing."

The IQ of scholars went online collectively, teahouses and inns were full of lessons.

Seeing the officials listing the crimes of Confucius, they all cursed Kong Wenshao.

Wang Shouren shook his head.

No common man is guilty of having a jade in his possession. No matter who succeeds Yan Shenggong, they will not be able to escape this calamity.

Kong Wenshao was extremely innocent. He had only been in charge for half a year when he was subjected to a thorough investigation by the imperial court in Shandong.

The Kong family's retinues in the Ten Princes' Mansion were expelled by Jinyiwei and imprisoned in Jinyiwei's prison.

Yan Chengjin sent someone to inquire and was relieved to hear that Kong Wenshao had no descendants.

Wenhua Hall,

Emperor Hongzhi was worried. On the imperial desk was a blood letter from the Imperial Guards of Wumen, written by a scholar pleading for Kong Wenshao.

Scholars were not all people who would take advantage of others’ misfortunes.

"The imperial edict has been issued. Order these scholars to disperse. Who will be the new Duke of Yansheng?"

Li Dongyang bowed and said, "I have sent a scholar from the Imperial Academy to Qufu for investigation. A list of candidates for the title can be submitted in one month."

The return of the Kong Mansion's land to the people was like a thousand-pound stone dropped from a carriage and rotten meat cut off from the court.

Shandong also needs to recuperate for a few years before it can restore its former peace.

The court sent people to wipe out the White Lotus, but I am afraid that they will not be able to live in peace again.

Emperor Hongzhi sighed and nodded.

...

Beijing, Chessboard Street.

A scholar, carrying a bamboo box on his back and leaning on a dry bamboo stick, stopped a passerby and said, "Excuse me, how do I get to Huimin Pharmacy?"

"It's on Chengxian Street." Seeing that the man was wearing shabby scholar's clothes, he couldn't help asking, "Are you going to Beijing to take the imperial examination?"

The scholar bowed and nodded, "The journey is long, and I am weak, so I unfortunately got a minor illness."

He asked a few passersby and came to Huimin Pharmacy.

On the door, there was a big plaque with the words "Healing the World with a Pot", and the common people and gentry who came to see the doctor lined up in a long queue.

The scholar wondered, "Old man, what's the difference between the two queues?"

"This side is the queue to see Dr. Wang, and this side is the ordinary doctor from Liangxiang."

The scholar pondered for a moment, and his own illness was not serious, he just caught a cold, so he walked to the less crowded queue.

An hour later, he finally stepped into the lobby of Huimin Pharmacy.

The doctor looked at the scholar and said, "Stretch out your hand. Tell me what's wrong with you."

As he spoke, he put his hand on the scholar's pulse and looked at his tongue.

"It rained on the way, and I felt dizzy and weak."

"I caught a cold. I will be cured after taking a few medicines. What's your name?"

"My surname is Yan, and my given name is Song, which means Shan Gaosong.

May I ask, doctor, how much is this medicine?" The scholar asked with a little embarrassment.