I am the prince of the Ming Dynasty, I don't give up

Chapter 258 Going to Beijing
With the artillery attack, a large area of ​​the outer wall of the Shen Mansion collapsed, and the servants of the Shen Mansion fled in all directions.

The new soldiers in the front row slowly entered the Shen Mansion holding shields, and encountered no decent resistance along the way.
The two Jinshi memorial archways were also destroyed and collapsed, turning into two piles of rubble.
Jiang Bin's face turned a little dark, but he could do nothing about it, and he didn't notice the artillery commander's little movements.

Jiang Jiangong secretly smiled. It was his idea to bombard the Jinshi Archway. He thought that this would be a better way to intimidate the local powerful families.

The reason why he was able to command the artillery commander was that artillery was considered a technical branch of the military in that era. As a gunner, one had to know a certain degree of mathematical and geometric knowledge. However, there were very few people who knew mathematics in the new army, while there were many people in the Royal Group who had received a good education in mathematics and geometry. Therefore, Zhu Houzhao allowed many employees of the Royal Group to join the new army.

The gunners and commanders of the five cannons were basically from the Royal Group. As an old man in the Jingwang Mansion, Jiang Jiangong could naturally command those artillerymen.
"General, all the people in the Shen Mansion have been arrested! We also found a lot of physical evidence and letters," a sergeant came to report.

"Bring that Shen Yi up here for this general to see!" Jiang Bin said.

After a while, the head of the Shen family, Shen Yi, who was tied up, was brought up.

Now Shen Yi no longer had his previous calmness and elegance. His clothes and hair were disheveled, and he looked distraught.

His expression of death finally changed when he saw the collapsed Jinshi Archway. He glared at Jiang Bin who was riding a tall horse and said angrily: "You, a rude warrior, can kill if you want. You actually humiliated my Shen family in this way. It's simply a disgrace to the civilized world! A disgrace to the civilized world!"

Jiang Bin's face turned cold after being scolded. He looked at Shen Yi coldly and said, "Bah! You are so sanctimonious all day long, talking about morality and justice, but in fact you are full of thieves and prostitutes. I have seen many sour literati like you! You actually look down on me!"

Then he said to Jiang Jiangong: "I just wondered what kind of scholar would dare to collude with bandits. I didn't expect him to be like this. It's really disappointing."

"General, there's no need to bother with this prisoner!" Jiang Jiangong stared at Shen Yi with cold eyes. Many of the casualties in the Ministry of Railways were his old acquaintances. He had long hated Shen Yi, the culprit.

"The men in the Shen family are not that great, but the women are quite pretty. It's too cold today, let those two warm my bed tonight!" Jiang Bin said, pointing at the two women.

Shen Yi was so angry that his eyes were about to burst. Just as he was about to curse, he was dragged away by the soldiers.
"Colonel Jiang, do you want to pick two women to warm the bed?" Jiang Bin looked at Jiang Jiangong with a smile.

"No need, the matter is over. I still have a lot of reports to write, so I'll take my leave first." Jiang Jiangong rejected Jiang Bin's proposal expressionlessly.

He couldn't stand Jiang Bin's behavior, but he also knew that he could only remain silent about it.
The new army's military discipline was still very good, and it did not cause any other damage to the city of Shunde. After all, it had always been well paid and had strict military discipline.

However, the turmoil in Shunde City had little to do with Cao Tingyun.

He and Mr. Guan were saying goodbye to the crowd that was seeing them off.

"Please go back, fellow villagers. The weather is cold, so we will just send you here. Neiqiu County Station is ahead. I will take good care of Mr. Guan," Cao Tingyun said to the fellow villagers who were seeing him off, bowing his hands.

"Yes! Please go back! Don't worry about me. I will definitely deliver the letter to the court and let the court hear the voices of hundreds of thousands of villagers in Neiqiu County." Grandpa Guan said excitedly. The news that Grandpa Guan was going to Beijing to deliver the letter to the people received support from many people in Neiqiu County. This period was the most glorious time for Grandpa Guan. He quickly collected 50,000 to 60,000 signatures (those who couldn't write would have someone help write and then press their fingerprints), and this number was constantly increasing.

Among them, the bandits' attack caused public outrage and contributed to this incident. The people knew exactly what the bandits' attack was about, and they had guessed it almost exactly.

"Father, please take care of yourself!" Two middle-aged men and several children knelt in front of Grandpa Guan and said with red eyes.

"Don't worry! You must take good care of the children at home. With Mr. Cao accompanying us, nothing will happen. I will be back soon." Grandpa Guan looked at his family lovingly.

"Yes, I will definitely take good care of the old man," Cao Tingyun said immediately.

Cao Tingyun originally had no plan to go to Beijing, but yesterday the Propaganda Department suddenly gave him an order to go to Beijing, so he went with Grandpa Guan.
Although the Propaganda Department did not say why he was asked to go to Beijing, Cao Tingyun knew that it must be related to his newly compiled book.

Since he witnessed the railway attack that day, he was so grief-stricken and angry that he wrote a new propaganda booklet overnight, detailing the efforts and sacrifices made by the Royal Group to allow the people to eat low-priced salt, and also denouncing the viciousness of salt merchants and local big families.

The new propaganda booklet caused a huge response among the people, directly or indirectly prompting them to take the initiative to form teams to protect the roads.

The new propaganda booklet quickly attracted the interest of the Propaganda Department, which quickly spread the booklet to the four northern provinces so that more people knew about it.

It changed many people's views on the Ming Royal Group.

It also inspired more people to go to the capital to submit the Letter to the People and make their voices heard.

Looking around the four northern provinces, members of the Propaganda Department were everywhere promoting and agitating, connecting with each other, and more and more village elders were preparing to go to Beijing.
After saying goodbye to the people who came to see them off, Cao Tingyun and Grandpa Guan walked into the station. The employees of the Ministry of Railways had already been informed of the situation and enthusiastically asked them to rest for a while. The nearest train was a little late, but it wouldn't be too late.

Old Master Guan sat down, holding the package tightly against his chest. The package contained some spare clothes and a thick book on the law of nations.

"Is it really okay without a pass?" Grandpa Guan suddenly lost the enthusiasm he had outside the station and became a little hesitant.

Before he left, he wanted to go to the county government to apply for a travel permit. However, when the county magistrate heard that he was going to Beijing to submit a letter of assent, he simply refused to issue it to him. No matter what he said, it was useless. So now Grandpa Guan is a little worried.

"Don't worry, old man. The people from the Royal Group have already told us that it's okay without a pass." Cao Tingyun comforted him.

Grandpa Guan nodded with relief.
(End of this chapter)