Chapter 96: The young prince was imprisoned after rescuing the powerful minister (31)
The drum played by Jiang Qian was the Dengwen drum, the drum of the emperor, which is also commonly known as the imperial complaint.
In Daliang, if the people have grievances that cannot be redressed, or if the officials who are trying the case are unfair and the cases are unjust, false, and wrong, they need to appeal to the higher levels. They should first go to the prefecture and county yamen. If they are not accepted, they can file a petition and ring the bell. This is the “Dengwen Drum”.
If it is an appeal beyond the level, no matter whether there is any grievance or not, you need to be caned for thirty years first. This is also to prevent unruly people from maliciously petitioning.
Jiang Qian naturally came directly to beat the Dengwen drum. The current emperor is the fifth son of the late Liang Emperor. He was the former King Zhao. Jiang Qian once used him to pull down the Crown Prince Yanping. After King Zhao succeeded to the throne, his reign was named Zhaowen. , also known as Emperor Zhaowen.
As soon as the drum sounded, Emperor Zhaowen opened the court according to the law, with hundreds of civil and military officials standing on both sides.
Emperor Zhaowen asked: “Who plays the drum?”
According to Liang law, Dengwen drum was under the jurisdiction of Dali Temple. Now that Dengwen drum sounds, it is naturally the minister of Dali Temple who plays the drum.
The minister of Dali Temple stepped forward, held the fluorene board in his hands and said: “Your Majesty, the person who plays the drum is Mr. Jiang.”
The Qingyuan College founded by Jiang Qian was not limited to ordinary people, and his students were all over the world. He was already a great scholar. Emperor Zhaowen had always admired Jiang Qian’s literary talent and was particularly friendly to him. Jiang Qian resigned three years ago, and Emperor Zhaowen kept him here again and again, and finally agreed.
Now that he heard that Jiang Qian was playing the Dengwen drum, Emperor Zhaowen was a little anxious: “What? Is it Mr. Jiang?”
“Is it Mr.?”
“Why is it Mr.?”
“Master Zhao, haven’t you already beaten someone?”
There was a lot of discussion among civil and military officials throughout the dynasty, and what they were most worried about was Jiang Qian’s health.
Emperor Zhaowen also raised his voice suddenly: “You haven’t beaten me, have you?”
The Minister of Dali Temple said quickly: “I don’t dare.”
After saying that, the Minister of Dali Temple opened the front of his court uniform, knelt down and said: “Your Majesty, I once heard from the King of Chu that when he was trapped in the Yanping Palace, he was tortured so much that his roots were already damaged. How could he endure these thirty sticks? I once studied at Qingyuan Academy and was taught by Mr. Jiang. I am a teacher and a father all my life. I am willing to receive thirty whips on behalf of Mr. Jiang. I beg your majesty for your permission.”
As soon as the Minister of Dali Temple finished speaking, the current chief minister of the cabinet knelt on the ground and said, “Your Majesty, Minister of Dali Temple. What you said makes sense. I was taught by my husband when I was young, and I have learned from him as my teacher and elder. I am willing to be punished on behalf of Mr. Jiang, and I ask for your majesty’s permission.â€
The chief minister of the cabinet came out to express his position, and ministers from Qingyuan College came to the hall one after another. Kneel down and ask to be tortured on your behalf.
And this time he knelt down, covering half of the Liang Chaotang.
Seeing this, Emperor Zhaowen thought for a moment and said: “Mr. Jiang is a great scholar of our time. He is knowledgeable and famous all over the world for his loyalty. He has worked hard for our Daliang country. He governs the country with virtue and virtue. Everyone in the world knows that he is not an ordinary and unruly person. These thirty sticks can be used.” “Excuse me.”
As soon as the emperor said this, all the civil and military officials below said: “Long live the Holy Ming.” Emperor Zhaowen
asked the kneeling officials to stand up and ordered: “Mr.
Emperor Wen immediately asked someone to support him.
Jiang Qian was dressed in plain clothes, his hair was slightly white, and his posture was as tall as a pine tree. Looking at the outsider who looked like an immortal, he shook his head lightly and insisted on kneeling down: “I, Jiang Qian, bow to your Majesty.”
Jiang Qian three years ago After resigning from the official position, he retained his official title, but he was no longer an official in the court. He was still favored by the court, so he naturally became a minister.
Emperor Zhaowen stood up from his throne, walked down, and personally helped Jiang Qian up: “There is no need to be polite, sir. Please get up.”
Jiang Qian still knelt down and had no intention of getting up.
Seeing this, Emperor Zhaowen knew that Jiang Qian’s beating of the Dengwen drum must be important. He walked up to the throne and sat down again, asking, “Why did you play the Dengwen drum?”
Jiang Qian had been waiting for this day for too long. His eyes were slightly red, and he raised his head and said, “Grief.”
He took out a memorial from his sleeve and held it in front of him. His voice was clear and echoed in the hall: “Thirty-one years ago, Chen Guanhai, the Second Assistant to the Cabinet, Jindian A petition was filed to accuse Jiang Heng, the chief minister of the cabinet, of treason and treason. The former emperor ordered the General Secretary of the King of Qi to review the case. After three months, the evidence was conclusive. The late emperor was furious and ordered Jiang Heng. The whole family was beheaded in public.”
“I was lucky enough to survive because of the kindness of the late emperor. I was later placed in the imperial court and served our country in Daliang. Twenty-three years ago, I was a criminal when I was handling a case in Beizhen Fusi. I learned about it through word of mouth and conducted secret investigations for several years. “
“After the late emperor succeeded to the throne, Daliang implemented multiple officials. Most of the nobles used their power for personal gain and obtained official positions for family members. The financial support was insufficient and the state treasury could not make ends meet, so they had to increase taxes. “Fill the vacancy.”
“The chief minister of the cabinet, Jiang Heng, pities the people who are suffering from excessive taxes and excessive taxes. He intends to change the government for the people and eliminate those who have redundant official positions in the court. However, he does not want to shake the interests of the aristocratic families. Headed by Chen Guanhai, all major officials The aristocratic family conspired to imitate Jiang Heng’s handwriting, forge letters of collaboration with the enemy, falsely accuse Jiang Heng of treason, and deceive the monarch. As a result, Jiang Heng suffered unjust injustice and the entire Jiang family was wiped out. “
Jiang Qian said this with tears in his eyes. , but it is as hot as fire, as if it is going to burn out the shadows in this golden palace.
“I can’t bear the injustice of my late father, and all the innocent people in the Jiang family died tragically. I also inherited my father’s ambition and hoped that the Liang Dynasty would be clean and turbulent would be promoted. After many years of investigation, I found out that the Chen Guanhai family and other aristocratic families were guilty of nineteen crimes of treason and three crimes of transgression. 12. There are a total of one hundred and sixty-one serious crimes. “
” Therefore, I appeal to the emperor for grievances. I hope that your majesty will obey the laws of heaven, follow the laws of the country, redress unjust cases, kill the ministers, stabilize the country, straighten the government, and ensure that the country is free from chaos. Let my Daliang foundation be passed down from generation to generation.”
After Jiang Qian finished speaking, he slowly extended his sleeves and bowed down.
This worship is as heavy as a mountain. It is not only the life and death of the Jiang family, but also a thunderbolt that falls on the government of Daliang.
The thousand-year inheritance of the family is of great importance, and it is difficult to uproot it. Jiang Qian’s announcement not only put Emperor Zhaowen on fire, but also his students.
Of course, they could also choose to sacrifice one person and use the blood of the Jiang family to settle the matter like Emperor Liang did.
But at this moment, the emperor and the young courtiers of years ago, in today’s prosperous and peaceful age, it is not that they don’t have a second way, they do, they have a second way.
Emperor Zhaowen and all the ministers in the court suddenly understood the reason why Jiang Qian had devoted himself to running schools and teaching all these years. Jiang Qian could not even redress his grievances and seek justice for the Jiang family. Even though he was a talented person, he could not In front of aristocratic families, nothing is enough.
But now, Jiang Qian’s talents are all over the world, and half of the officials in the court came from his Qingyuan Academy, not to mention those officials who were sent to serve as officials.
Jiang Qian’s students never formed a party to dominate the government. They were carefully taught by Jiang Qian, served the government and the people, and were determined to never forget their origins – Qingyuan.
…
Lin Yuan sat under the eaves of Linyuan, looking at the clear sky, still a little worried.
“521, tell me, Jiang Qian, can he get what he wants?”
521 shook his head and said: [I don’t know. 】
Lin Yuan smiled, the spring wind blew through his temples with some white hair, and the brocade robe on his body fluttered slightly, but the wind was warm, even hot.
Spring is here, and the ice and snow in the cold winter will melt. This happens every year, and this year is no exception.
Jiang Qian didn’t come back from the palace until dark. As before, when he felt uncomfortable, he always buried himself in Lin Yuan’s arms without saying a word. It was the same today.
Only this time, his force was too strong, and it even caused a bit of pain.
Lin Yuan straightened Jiang Qian’s messy hair, placed his palm on his back, and comforted him.
Jiang Qian was silent, and Lin Yuan didn’t speak either. After a long time, Jiang Qian raised his head from Lin Yuan’s arms, his eyes were red, as if soaked in blood, and his voice was extremely hoarse, like the neighing of a trapped animal: “…Sui Sui. , I have done it, whether it is justice to the Jiang family, justice to my father, or what my father wanted to do back then, I have done it…”
Lin Yuan held up Jiang Qian’s face. At this time, Jiang Qian was already over five years old. 10. After all these years of hard work and effort, he has naturally aged a lot and is not as gorgeous as he was a few years ago. However, in Lin Yuan’s eyes, Jiang Qian is still the most handsome.
He smiled, kissed away the tears from the corners of Jiang Qian’s eyes, and tasted the bitter taste. Then, Lin Yuan kissed Jiang Qian’s face bit by bit, and finally kissed his lips, whispering softly: “Jiang Qian, you Thank you for your hard work…”
Jiang Qian never felt that it was hard work. He was only afraid of falling short and that his years of hard work would be in vain. Fortunately, he did it.
He had never felt so happy in his chest. Decades ago, he had never felt so happy after seeing all the scenic spots in Kyoto in one day.
Jiang Qian turned his back on the guests and pressed Lin Yuan under him. He eagerly opened his teeth and drove straight in. He hooked his tongue and teased her. They were extremely intimate and intimate.
During this period of time, Jiang Qian concentrated on the affairs of the Jiang family. They had not been close to each other for a long time, and even the kiss was very shallow. Jiang Qian was so anxious at this time, Lin Yuan’s breathing was disturbed by the kiss, and his whole body became weak. He pushed lightly Touching Jiang Qian’s chest.
“Jiang Qian…”
Lin Yuan began to tremble all over. He looked at Jiang Qian with moist eyes, breathing quickly and his voice was hoarse: “Jiang Qian, you are fifty years old and an elder. Can you not… don’t be like this? Urgent, so fierce…”
Jiang Qian smiled casually, and his slightly cold fingertips fell, bit by bit from the corner of Lin Yuan’s eyes, to his slightly swollen lips, and then to his waist. With a slight hook of his belt, the brocade robe was half open.
“What? The prince dislikes Jiang for being old, but Jiang refuses to accept old age. I heard that a few days ago, the 76-year-old Bachelor Zhou took a concubine in the eleventh room. I am twenty-six years younger than the Bachelor. He is still in his prime.”
Later, Mr. Jiang, who was admired by students all over the world, told Prince Chu that he was not old yet and could still do it.
Late at night, after taking a bath, the two fell asleep. Jiang Qian had a long dream.
Over the years, Jiang Qian has had countless dreams. He dreamed that everyone in the Jiang family was standing behind him covered in blood, asking him: “Qian’er, when can we rest in peace?”
“Sanlang, Jinling City It’s so cold outside, and there are always wild dogs gnawing at my bones. I’m afraid that one day my bones will be gone. You should hurry up.”
“Brother, don’t be tired. We are already dead. There is no rush for anything. You have to take care of yourself.”
In his dream, his relatives never blamed him at all. At most, they just complained to him, begging him with blood and tears to hurry up and let their bones be buried and their souls be in peace.
This time, Jiang Qian opened his eyes and saw the Jiang family’s ancestral hall, the Jiang family’s ancestral hall from more than 30 years ago.
He knelt on the futon below, as if repenting.
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