In the 17th year of Chongzhen, the torture policy of the Dashun Army pushed them to the opposite of the landlord class. The good situation previously set by the north was completely collapsed under the shock of the defeat. Gentlemen from all over the north flocked to attack the Dashun Army and the officials appointed by the Dashun Army with the greatest enthusiasm. Huo Ran? Wen can even say that if the gentry from all over the country could be so crazy when the Dashun Army advanced eastward at the beginning of the year, it would be unknown whether Li Zicheng could escape back to Shangluo Mountain to lie dormant.

Now, when he noticed the existence of the remaining troops of the Dashun Army, Wang Shimin's fear instantly exceeded the limit of his endurance, and further burned the class hatred more and more.

"The Qi Palace dared to accommodate thieves, which was to be an enemy of the righteous gentlemen in the world. This time, it was no longer as simple as the government chaos. This is a matter of principle. Our Suzhou gentry should set an example for the gentry in the world. If the Qi King did not kill those thieves in the world, he would never give up."

On the Deyue Tower, Wang Shimin made a generous speech and shouted loudly, but there were very few responders. Especially those merchants, all of whom sat there, silently, and completely lost the passionate fighting spirit he had before.

In fact, their original intention was to target the government's laws to crack down on smuggling. How about the thieves? More than ten years have passed, and the merchants have not felt any pain in their skin, so they will not be like Wang Shimin.

"Xun Weng, the student asked, those treacherous thieves were all the loyal camps incorporated by the court. They mainly regarded our Ming emperor as the emperor, and fought with the Tartars for more than ten years, not like Li Chuang. At least, they can be regarded as reforming. The so-called "knowing mistakes can improve one's mistakes. We are all loyal ministers and righteous men, and we must always maintain the dignity of the court."

"Yes, Xun Weng, the King of Qi cannot agree. We just drive away the thieves this time. There is really no need to break up with His Highness King of Qi."

"That is, our goal is to let the government abolish those chaotic governments, let the Qi Palace hear our voices, and learn to respect scholars. After all, His Highness, the King of Qi, all recognizes the policy of exemption, which is still different from those thieves."

This is true for merchants, and most of the gentry are not as good as Wang Shimin.

The gentry chattered and persuaded him. The gentry in the southeast spoke for the Dashun Army for the first time. If they changed places, they would probably twitch their mouths to see if they were in a dream. If this happened, they would be afraid that they would anger Chen Wen.

The market strike and chaos are at least maintained within the scope of local commercial rights and interests. The court generally does not lower its status for this and kills merchants and gentry. But if it rises to force the Qi Palace to attack friendly forces, it will rise to the political level and force Chen Wen to harm the interests of the Ming army of Jiangsu and Zhejiang according to their wishes, it will no longer be so simple. At that time, even if it is the best ending and the government is comforting on the surface, the people here will definitely be hated by the bureaucrats of the Qi Palace. There will always be a few that will not be able to fall well in the future, and none of them want to be that one.

"For the sake of the people of the world, please bear the anger of this moment. The King of Qi is powerful, and we must always protect the rights and interests of the gentry and merchants step by step and act step by step. The students are begging you."

After saying that, the gentry fell to the ground, and several other gentry members of the younger generation also stood up. Seeing this, Wang Shimin also sighed and then helped the gentry up.

"Then let it go. In the future, when we enter the court, we must not let these traitors and traitors in the world of cholera."

"What Xun Weng said is very true, for the time being, for the time being."

After reaching a consensus, these gentry and merchants also took action. On the first day, the materials mobilized by the Qi Palace were sold in unlimited quantities in Suzhou City, and the business was in full swing, which was no less than the major purchases that were usually made in the past years. On the second day, the sales were still the same, and the popularity dropped by one or two points, but it was also inevitable that it would be a shoulder to shoulder.

However, as soon as the city gate was opened in the morning, the gentry and wealthy families sent out the carriages sent out after yesterday's trouble.

More than an hour later, in the eastern section of Zhoujinfang Lane southwest of the city, more and more gentry and scholars gathered here. Among them, there were famous scholars and students from Fucheng, as well as nearby county towns, gentry in villages and towns, and those Confucian scholars who had no fame and fortune, all rely on farming and studying to pass on their families, were called by the famous people in the city and came here to participate in the righteous act.

"Your lord, Emperor Lie worked hard to govern, but the thieves were cruel and killed. The thieves were the culprits of cholera in the world. We must not tolerate the remnants of the thieves rampant in Gusu!"

During the crying temple, Wang Shimin contacted several famous scholars in Suzhou, but he was nearly 70 years old and physically unsuitable for personal participation. This time, the gentry and merchants organized many scholars in the city and neighboring counties and towns, among which Jin Shengtan was even more famous scholars. However, Jin Shengtan seemed a little absent-minded, which made the king who represented Wang Shimin take the limelight.

Wang was the eighth son of Wang Shimin, and the most talented son of the Wang family among the nine sons. He was also the son who was the most interested in Wang Shimin. As a result, the scholars present agreed and tempered each other. After receiving a response, Wang looked at Jin Shengtan again, and looked gloomy. He simply took the God-Master Card from Confucius handed over by his family, stood in front of the team, and took the lead in walking towards the Confucian Temple to the west.

The Suzhou Confucian Temple covers an area of ​​less than 200 acres and is known as the Jiangnan Academy. Wang took the lead, and the more than 200 scholars who followed him were all followed, regardless of their fame.

Among the crowd, Jin Shengtan was not as enthusiastic as the other scholars around him. Instead, he frowned and his uneasy was filled with his face.

"Shengtan, what's wrong? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Jin Shengtan's original name was Cai, and his name was Ruocai. After the fall of the Ming Dynasty, he changed it to Ren Rui. After the fall of the Ming Dynasty, his name was Shengtan. Jin Shengtan was very talented and was later called the most famous person in the late Ming and early Qing dynasties. However, for the government, he was a famous thorn head. He was idle and had nothing to do. He would just comment on the government such as "Water Margin", "The West Chamber" and even "Tuibei Tu", but he also commented on the government's governance. Whether it was the Jiangnan officialdom of the Qing Dynasty or the current governor of Su Songchang Town, a subordinate of the Qi Palace, the officials didn't like this guy very much.

Both of Wu County students, Ni Yongbin and Jin Shengtan were very familiar with each other. Logically speaking, there were thieves coming to the city and beat local people. The government did not punish those thieves, but instead took those local people to prison. He did so indiscriminately, with Jin Shengtan's temper, he had already jumped out. It was unimaginable that he could still steal the limelight at this moment.

When Ni Yongbin asked this, Jin Shengtan still frowned and shook his head. Then he replied to Ni Yongbin just by saying "I feel something must be happening today", and then he turned to that uneasy state.

From the east section of Zhoujinfang Lane to the west, everyone soon came to the nearest of the main entrance of the Confucian Temple. Along the way, it was not very long, but there were not many people watching. What happens every day in such a big city as Suzhou is too complicated, and the people in Suzhou are well-informed. When they watched the scholars walking towards the Confucian Temple with the God-Master Card, they would not understand the intentions of these scholars.

The people following the way gathered more and more, especially those scholars were still telling the people along the way that they were beaten by thieves for the sake of "local goodness", but then they were imprisoned by the government and gathered together to cry in the temple. The locals' common hatred of the enemy was aroused, and the abortion also gathered more and more.

Not far from the Confucian Temple, the government had obviously received news, and the yamen runners were on high alert. Seeing these scholars gathered to the crowd, the white-bearded Suzhou Prefecture Professor came out and asked the leader Wang: "You are not at home and are waiting for the reopening of the imperial examination. What do you mean by gathering here?"

The professor of the prefecture, a seventh-rank official, is only the same as the county magistrate, but these scholars dare not make any mistakes in any way.

"Return to the words of my old teacher, the students gathered here today to cover up the thieves and detain local good deeds for the Changzhou County Government. The thieves are thieves who are in trouble with the world. It is the supreme grace of the dynasty of the country. Such sinners dare to act violently in Suzhou where they have been envied for a long time. However, the county government has kept the criminals indiscriminately and falsely accused Liangliang and went to prison. We are here to ask, what is the justice and justice!"

Wang Yiyan immediately aroused the response of the gentry and the people around him. The locals were beaten by foreigners, not to mention that the beaten people were all gangsters who came to provoke trouble. Even if they knew, there would be many people who spoke out for the protection of their local friendship.

The gentry and the people were like this. The professor sighed and then said to the king: "What crime is committed? The Criminal Department will investigate it. Where will you and others set up the government?"

"The old teacher said this is a bad thing. We read the books of sages to benefit the people. Now that the people are in trouble, the government prefers criminals. If scholars do not stand up at this time, who can uphold justice for the people!"

"Well said!"

The sound of the heroes around him sounded. The professor knew that persuasion was useless, so he shook his head and retreated. Without the professor's stopping, the yamen runners did not dare to use these gentry. The wall of the human wall was quickly broken, and the square in front of the Confucian Temple was also exposed to everyone's eyes.

The Confucian Temple is no different from usual, except that there are eight wheels on both sides in front of the gate, two handles on the raised part above, and there is another hose that stretches out from nowhere, so it is not clear from a distance.

In front were strange cars and yamen runners, and behind were the extra-large water tanks that were prepared for the water flow in the Confucian Temple. The king and the gentry around him looked at each other. They didn't seem to understand what this meant, but they didn't care about it, but walked to the square in front of the Confucian Temple with big strides.

"On the seventh day of the twelfth lunar month of the 12th year of Yongli, the student of Jiangnan was Fu Dingchen, Changzhou. He was brave and deceiving the world and destroying ancestors. He openly broke the rules of thousands of years, ignored the benevolent policies of the Holy Dynasty, covered up the robbers, and framed the good. The crimes were out of order, and the people were in full swing. Those who read the scholars should take the four-dimensional and eight virtues as their rituals. Unexpectedly, they would have animals, such as Fu Dingchen, who were ashamed of their students, and their masters were dying, so they went to the Confucian Temple to cry..."

The manifesto was full of voluntary etiquette and explained the reason why they came here. In the Ming Dynasty, Suzhou was well-developed and had a wealth of humanities. Every time the gentry didn't like it, whether it was the illegal acts of the government or the savages being treated harshly, they would always gather here to make a manifesto and cry to Confucius.

Scholars are a powerful social force among the people. In the court, they also have classmates and fellow villagers. The relationship network of the same year exists and has a huge influence, so local governments often have to pay attention and appease.

At this moment, the governor stepped forward and asked for the request. The king held the God Lord's Card. The request was also very simple, which was to expel the Ming army of Kuidong and release the "local kindness" who were engaged in "green skin, idleness, fighting and the "work" of the Salt Gang.

This requirement is very simple and seems reasonable. The locals protect the locals and expel the traitors who make them dislike and fear. This is not an excessive requirement in the previous crying temples.

In fact, this is just a manifestation. The scholars, including Wang He, know that expelling thieves is just the first step. To expel thieves today, you can expel thieves tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow you can also falsely accused other vendors who played guest appearances in Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Ming armed forces as "rebels" and "pirates", and thus expel them. As long as these vendors are driven away, they can continue to slaughter the market and force the government to compromise, thereby achieving their true goals!

The conditions were raised, but the governor did not agree, and he didn't even think about it. He just told them clearly that according to the confession of the evidence, the rogues were causing trouble and disrupting the market order at that time. The case is still under trial, so naturally there is no reason to be released directly before trial.

"The stupid officials are in chaos. Let's go to Saint Kong to cry and let the saint take a good look at the faces of these dog officials!"

The governor was so tough that he raised his arms and shouted, and the scholars were also surging their blood. The king who was holding the God Lord's card was about to break into the Confucian Temple.

"As scholars, you dare to be arrogant in the Confucian Temple. I only said once. If anyone dares to cross the line, don't blame me for disregarding the friendship between scholars."

The Confucian Temple Square is near the steps, a white line drawn by lime is crossed between the gentry and the yamen runners of the crying temple. The identity of the scholars, coupled with Confucius's God-Master Card, is their amulet. The yamen runners dared not stop it just now. At this moment, the gate of the Confucian Temple is in front of them. They have even more confidence, and they will never hear the angrily shout of the governor again.

The scholars rushed forward, and the yamen runners in front of the Confucian Temple were also trembling. At this moment, the governor frowned and waved his right hand. The yamen runners guarding in front of the strange car received the order. One picked up the hose in front, the two divided the left and right and held the handles on both sides, and a few behind them took small buckets to the water tank to fill the water.
Chapter completed!