When a dynasty is too peaceful for a long time, the atmosphere will naturally gradually turn towards literati.

When the founding of the Great Jin Dynasty, it was just a dynasty. Several generations of emperors were bullied by the Northern Zhou Dynasty. During the reign of Emperor Wu, the dynasty was more martial, which led to the emergence of men like Li Zhijie and Ye Sheng. Emperor Wu completely solved foreign troubles. Whether it was Southern Shu or Northern Zhou, they were all destroyed by the monarch and ministers of that generation. However, after the unification of the world, Emperor Wu, who had a bad temper and loved martial arts, did not continue to advocate martial arts, but announced that he would share the world with the scholars and officials in order to consolidate his rule.

It is precisely because of this sentence that many surrendered ministers from the Northern Zhou Dynasty entered the Great Jin court and did their best for the Great Jin Dynasty. To this day, there are still many descendants of the Northern Zhou old ministers or the former ministers of the Northern Zhou Dynasty in the Great Jin Dynasty.

After Emperor Wu, Emperor Chengde recuperated and implemented benevolent policies, abolished some unreasonable and harsh policies and rules during Emperor Wu's period, and pardoned many unjust cases during Emperor Wu's period. The subsequent Taikang Dynasty basically inherited the policies of Emperor Chengde without much change.

That's why Chen Kuan said "the three generations of great Jin Dynasty" were benevolent political affairs.

It is precisely because the court was so kind to these scholars after the reunification of the Great Jin Dynasty that after Zhang Qu, Huan Chu and other wise ministers of the Chengde Dynasty came down, Chen Kuan and the juniors of the Shangshutai were so ambitious that they wanted to control the government and change the day and the day!

Until now, Chen Kuan still refused to bow his head and scolded Li Xin.

In this era, it is disrespectful to call the other person's name directly, let alone expose the other person's shortcomings. Since Li Xin became famous, no one dared to mention the old story of selling charcoal in the past. There has never been a person who scolded "charcoal seller" in person.

If it were people from this era, they might suddenly kill people at this time.

But Li Xin didn't care much about this. He half-squinted his eyes and said calmly: "This is the first time I heard someone call me that. He is very creative."

He had turned against him, and Chen Kuan didn't care too much and cursed angrily: "You were able to enter the court by joining the late emperor. After you became famous, you even had evil intentions and colluded with the rebels in the southwest and had a ill-gotten plot! Now you are going to kill us prime ministers. You, Li Chang'an, are you a wild man from the Southern Barbarians, and you are a charcoal seller, and you want to ruin the fate of our great Jin!"

"Good scolding."

Mr. Li smiled: "I had known that you big-headed scholars said one by one on the face of the tutor, and I always looked down on me in my heart, but it was a coincidence that I looked down on you, too."

"Duke Haoran and Huan Xiang during the Chengde Dynasty were the real scholars. You juniors, the country of Jin, are you behind the scenes? Isn't that for your own glory and wealth?"

"For a few major positions, I dare to conspire to depose the emperor. I really made it for you. I am tired of being the prime minister one day. Do you want to depose the emperor again and sit in that position yourself?"

"My Nanman Wild?"

Marquis Jing'an smiled coldly, pulled out a long, shaky sword from the waist of Yulin Guard behind him and held it in his hand, slashed it hard on the wood in the cell, and said coldly: "Do you want to see what is true barbarism?"

Chen Kuan had already made his head proud and said with his head raised: "Come on, you will kill the true nature now. In a hundred years, you, Li Chang'an, will definitely be scolded by later generations, dig a grave and whip the corpse, and will be deviled for thousands of years!"

The Left Prime Minister of Shangshutai was already a little hysterical because of his excessive fear in his heart.

He sprayed saliva in his mouth and cursed at Li Xin: "We are plotting to depose the emperor, are you Li Xin a saint? You ran back to the capital from Yongzhou, maybe there is some conspiracy hidden in your heart, you..."

He said this and then he ended abruptly.

Because a long knife had been inserted into his chest, and several feet were missing, blood gushing out of his chest. The Lord Zuo fell to the ground and twitched on the ground, and could not survive when he saw that.

Marquis Jing'an, who had just finished moving his hands, looked at Chen Kuan coldly, and put his hands into his sleeves again, with an expressionless face.

"I still can't see the situation clearly. Do you really think I dare not kill you?"

Marquis Jing'an snorted coldly.

"I'm sixteen years old and killing people. Killing you is as easy as killing a chicken."

Chen Kuan twitched on the ground for a while, then slowly stopped moving, with his eyes wide open, and he died with his eyes open.

The face of the Marquis Jing'an was invisible.

"It's cheaper for you."

After saying that, he looked back at the other four people and said calmly: "Do you work with me or do you want to die in the Dali Temple prison like Chen Xiang, and then all the family and disciples, all died because of him?"

Yan Shouzhuo was much calmer than Shen Kuan, but when he saw Chen Kuan die in front of him, Yan Sikong could not hold on any longer. He looked at Li Xin with some fear, and after swallowing his saliva, his voice trembled a little.

"Li...Teacher Li, you killed the assistant minister who was left by the late emperor..."

“So what?”

Li Xin sat back on the chair and said coldly: "I came back to the capital, just doing this. You are just bullying Your Majesty and not daring to kill people. Now I can take all the blame for killing people on my head. Yan Sikong thinks that the laws of the court can fall on me?"

Yan Shouzhuo gritted his teeth and his whole body was trembling slightly.

After a long time, he said tremblingly: "Li...Trial Master, we will not be guilty of this."

Li Xin waved his hand behind him and said, "Get some paper and pen for Yan Sikong and the three prime ministers."

The cell in Dali Temple is considered a luxurious type, with pens, ink, paper and inkstones in the cell. Soon a few Yulinwei handed the paper and pen to the cell of several people.

“Write now.”

Li Xin sat back on his chair with a blank expression: "Although you can't escape death, as long as you explain your party members, I can make the decision and let your family have a way out and let them go to the northern border to serve as military force."

"If you don't cooperate, Chen Kuan will be your end."

The voice of the Marquis Jing'an was cold.

"The Shen family will be killed by a whole family. None of Chen Kuan's disciples and officials can escape. You should be familiar with the story of Guaman copying.

The great scholars have no backbone. When life and death are about to come, these people are prone to bow their heads.

No matter how righteous the moment before, few people could persevere when they were put on swords and axes. Perhaps the Haoran Gong Zhang Qu and the subordinate minister Huan Chu could do it, but now these people are obviously not.

Among these four people, some of them were even scared to the ground and barely picked up the brush in their hands. They shook them violently and could not write them in a trembling manner.

Li Xin was not in a hurry and asked Yu Linwei to clean up Chen Kuan's body. He himself sat on a chair and closed his eyes and waited quietly.

Almost afternoon, Yan Shouzhuo finally stopped writing. Among these four people, each wrote a long list, and the least one had more than twenty names.

Both Beijing officials and local officials are.

Li Xin asked someone to collect all four lists, and put them into his sleeves without looking at them. Then he looked at the four people expressionlessly and said coldly: "Now start writing a confession."

Yan Sikong gritted his teeth and looked at Li Xin.

"What confession letter does Mr. Li want us to write?"

"Of course, it is to make friends with friends, plot to abolish the emperor, hiding evil intentions, and making ill-gotten plots!"

"There is the crimes of your previous ones, all of which are written on paper."

Marquis Jing'an half-squinted his eyes and smiled without emotion.
Chapter completed!