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Chapter 1015 If Jiang Qingzhi doesn't fall, who will?

As I walked out of the palace, the sun was setting in the west.

Jiang Qingzhi stood outside the palace, deep in thought.

"Uncle, when are we going to the beach?" asked King Jing.

Jiang Qingzhi took out the medicinal cigarettes and said, "We'll set off in a few days."

He had one more thing to do.

"Then I'll go buy some gifts for my mother and the others."

Jiang Qingzhi nodded and said to Xu Wei, "Copy it when you get back."

"copy?"

"Make some copies of those drawings."

Jiang Qingzhi narrowed his eyes. "There is a sense of decadence in Nanjing, which makes me uneasy. In addition, when I returned to Nanjing this time, people from the Jinyiwei and the East Factory said that someone was secretly instigating and saying that they wanted to turn the tide... It's better to copy a few more copies and be careful."

"I..." Xu Wei had not expected this to be such a tough job. Just as he was about to go find a few reliable writers, Jiang Qing came up with the idea: "The sooner the better."

"Uncle, uncle..."

Sun Chonglou turned around and said, "Old Xu, you said you were bored yesterday, but now you have something to do."

Hey!
Xu Wei covered his forehead and sighed, "Those people are unwilling to give up, right?"

"Yes, I am unwilling to give up." Chen Zheng walked over with his hands behind his back. "After Songjiang Prefecture, the whole south was shaken. I have received a lot of news recently. Chang Wei Bo made a blatant attack in Songjiang Prefecture, and the so-called dragon's den and tiger's lair became a joke. Those people are worried that it will be their turn next. After the shock, there is a rebound. Recently, poetry gatherings in various places in the south are in full swing, and everyone is mentioning a name..."

……

"Jiang Qingzhi went on a killing spree in Songjiang Prefecture, scaring those idiots. Xu Jie was incompetent and was frightened out of his wits. He took the initiative to declare his land and population, bringing shame to our Confucianism."

At dusk, the pleasure boats docked on the Qinhuai River began to come alive.

The group of famous prostitutes was still on their way back, and the remaining prostitutes suddenly found themselves in great demand. The nobles who had previously looked down on them now became their guests.

On the second floor of the houseboat, several men were drinking.

The leader was called Chen Yue, a famous scholar from Nanjing. He opened his folding fan and fanned himself a few times, saying sarcastically, "When that Lord Xu passed through Nanjing, he hosted a banquet for us. I was there at the time and asked him what we should do from now on. He said that we should restore order."

"Brother Xu, at the beginning Xu Jie was not the recognized leader of my literati." The person who spoke was called Wei Jin, and his family had the most fields among those present.

"Yes! Xu Jie was quite humble at that time, but once he became successful, he threw his original oath aside and only cared about his own wealth."

Someone sneered, "Everyone, the crisis is imminent. Our family's land and population have all been reported. Jiang Qingzhi is in Nanjing. What is he waiting for?"

Chen Yue played with the wine glass, looking at the green flowers and birds on it, "He is waiting for the entire South to bow down to him."

These people were used to saying such outrageous words, and so were the female prostitutes.

The mountains are high and the emperor is far away; the emperor’s hand cannot reach out.

Wei Jin took a sip of wine and said, "Once the entire South completely bows its head, Jiang Qingzhi will start collecting taxes!"

"Isn't he afraid of something he can't bear to talk about?" Someone's eyes turned red. "This is too much. In the past, a hero was so angry that he made the whole world mourn. Now..."

“Shut up!” Wei Jin stopped the man and looked at him gloomily. “Although this place is far away from the capital, the Jinyiwei and the Eastern Depot have many spies. Once they find out what you said, they will turn around and confiscate your property and exterminate your clan…”

"Am I scared?" the man stiffened his neck.

"If you are not afraid, don't implicate us!" Wei Jin said coldly, "Don't forget, Jiang Qingzhi is not a good person. If anyone thinks he is a good person, go to Songjiang Prefecture and take a look at the Jingguan outside Huating City."

Everyone was silent.

"How many years has it been since a Jingguan appeared in the Central Plains?" Wei Jin said, "This is the first time, but I dare say that Jiang Qingzhi would love to see it again. If someone dares... for example, you, to brazenly say something like the whole world is in mourning, if Jiang Qingzhi knew about this, he would feel like he had found a treasure."

Chen Yue sighed, "He will use this to stir up trouble, bring up a big case, and drag us all into it."

"We can't give him an excuse to take action!" Wei Jin said.

"Wait." The man raised his hand and said, "Everyone, when have we...when have we been so afraid of Jiang Qingzhi? This is not right!"

He looked at Wei Jin, "We are Confucianists, a huge Confucianism that even emperors had to bow down to and escape to the Western Garden! How could we be so afraid of a young powerful official? This is not right!"

Everyone was startled.

"That's right." Chen Yue covered his forehead. "I remember when the news of Jiang Qingzhi's southward march came, the people in the south were full of confidence, saying that they would definitely make Jiang Qingzhi return in defeat this time. It has only been a short time..."

Chen Yue raised his head and said, "We are actually afraid of him like a tiger, this..."

"This is the preemptive strike." The man was called Huang Bin. He said in a deep voice, "I have heard that Jiang Qingzhi attached great importance to the first battle when he was on a campaign. He once said that if you win the first battle, you have won half of the battle. But the people in the South were too confident and underestimated the enemy, and were defeated by him in one blow. After Songjiang Prefecture, the entire South was shocked by Jiang Qingzhi's thunderbolt method, and was speechless for a while."

"This is a battle of momentum!" The sarcasm in Wei Jin's eyes turned into surprise, "I wrongly blamed Brother Huang."

"I don't care about that." Huang Bing said, "If no one stands up to turn the tide, everyone, Jiang Qingzhi will take advantage of the situation to suppress the South. When the South bows down, who in this world can stop the new policy? At that time, what Confucianism will still be there? Jiang Qingzhi will eat my Confucianism alive step by step.

In the imperial examinations, he will add Mohist learning, which will gradually replace Confucianism. Schools in various places will gradually add Mohist learning, which will gradually hollow out the foundation of Confucianism... In the end, what will we have left?"

"Nothing is left!" Huang Bin's face turned pale. "Are the thousand-year-old Confucianists going to be destroyed by a child? I don't know what you are thinking, but I cannot tolerate it!"

Everyone was snorting and someone said, "Just thinking about that situation makes my heart ache. My children and grandchildren..." This group of people seemed to be furious, but their deep motivation was anger that their children and grandchildren could not rely on privilege to become rich from generation to generation.

"Then what should we do?" Wei Jin said, "Jiang Qingzhi is in Nanjing right now. How about we go find him..."

"Why are we looking for him?" Chen Yue said, "Jiang Qingzhi's determination for the new policy is as firm as a rock and cannot be shaken. If we take the initiative to look for him, it would be a sign of weakness. If you are weak, he will be strong... We must not take the initiative to show weakness."

"Yes." Huang Bin nodded, "I have an idea."

"What method?"

Huang Bin's eyes were deep, "This method... is not something that can be told to outsiders. If anyone is timid, it's not too late to leave now. We can still be friends in the future, right?"

Wei Jin heard a sense of crisis in these words. He felt a slight chill on his spine. He lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then subconsciously wanted to get up and leave.

But if he leaves now, this circle will exclude him from then on.

Having lost this circle, he became a lonely ghost.

If I want to use the broken boots formation when I have something to do, no one will pay attention.

He wanted to ask these people for help with something, and although they seemed to be as close as brothers at the moment, Wei Jin knew that once they fell out, they would be strangers from then on.

He hesitated for a moment, then raised his head, "Where justice lies, I will go even if there are tens of thousands of people against me!"

"That's right. As long as Jiang Qingzhi can be defeated... no, if he can be killed, everyone will celebrate!"

"Brother Huang, tell me! What is the method?"

"Okay!" Huang Bin looked around and waved at the prostitutes, "Get out!"

Several prostitutes stood up and left.

"Watch the door." Huang Bin ordered.

Someone outside the door answered, "Yes."

His behavior made everyone excited but also nervous, wondering what this guy was up to.

"Hurry up and tell me." Someone said impatiently.

Huang Bin picked up the wine glass and took a sip of wine. He put the glass down and said, "Prince Jing followed Jiang Qingzhi this time... This is for training!"

"It is well known that His Majesty dotes on his youngest son. What does this have to do with Jiang Qingzhi... and the new policy?" someone said dissatisfiedly.

Huang Bin lowered his eyes, "What if something happens to King Jing?"

Everyone in the cabin was stunned.

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Jin's cheeks trembled, "You mean... Prince Jing had an accident?"

"Yes." Huang Bin said, "If something happens to Prince Jing, Your Majesty will only have Prince Yu left. Prince Yu is dull... everyone." Huang Bin looked at everyone, "A dull emperor... Isn't he a puppet that we Confucians can manipulate?"

This is... this is to assassinate King Jing!

Wei Jin swore that if he had known Huang Bin’s plan, he would definitely not have come to the meeting today.

But now he was in a dilemma. As an insider, unless he reported it, he would be guilty of the same crime afterwards.

Report... Wei Jin gave up the idea just by thinking about it.

Xu Jie would be disgraced if he just quietly bowed to Jiang Qingzhi. If he reported... Wei Jin felt that he would not be able to see the autumn leaves falling this year.

Huang Bin smiled at everyone and said, "It's too late for you to leave now."

"What do you mean?" Some people really want to leave.

"Over there, we should start."

"Huang Bin, you are so brave!" the man said in a low voice, "Aren't you afraid of being executed by your clan?"

"Clan execution? Don't forget, those people set fire to your Majesty several times in the past! After failing, they colluded with the palace and let the palace maids take action, almost strangling your Majesty to death. Compared with them, we are just killing the prince, are we brave? This is cowardly!"

Huang Bin laughed, and his smile was particularly ferocious. "Jiang Qingzhi is to blame for killing King Jing. This is the first reason. Secondly, it can be used to scare the tiger. Back then, His Majesty knew that he was in a desperate situation, so he decisively fled to the West Garden. The death of King Jing this time will make him relive his old dreams. If the new policy does not stop, be careful... the mountain tomb will collapse!"

Face after face... some panicked, some excited, some dull...

"Done!"

"Done!"

"it is good!"

Huang Bin smiled and said, "Once you succeed, send a quick message to the capital. Xu Jie is definitely waiting for an opportunity to act, but tell him that now is a good opportunity for him to make merit and atone for his sins."

"Attack Jiang Qingzhi from the court!"

"Yes. We are in the opposition, and Xu Jie leads all the officials in the court. We can work on both fronts..."

Huang Bin sighed, "If Jiang Qingzhi doesn't fall, who will?!"

(End of this chapter)