I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 132 Amomum Pig Heart
Lao Liang was also a student of Mao Yuanyi, but before entering the Daming Lecture Hall, he was a butcher.

A butcher with martial arts skills.

A butcher's knife makes it superb.

What is especially frightening is not his ghost-like posture, nor is it the pig-killing knife that is as white as snow in his hand.

It was Lao Liang's particularity when he killed people.

Every time before killing someone, there would be two small flames flickering in his eyes, the eyeballs were slightly red, and two big clear tears would slowly flow out.

At the same time, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a weird smile...

This kind of strange expression made the students of Jinyang Academy tear their hearts and gallbladders, their lips turned white, and the green shirts on their bodies trembled slightly, and they couldn't hold it down.

In Lao Liang's own words, the Han people in the world have 360 ​​skills, and they are particular about their behavior.

"This knife cut at the throat, it's best not to let the blood spurt out, otherwise, it will be ugly."

"When I butcher pigs, I usually kill them with one knife, so as to reduce the time of their pain."

"However, to kill these Jiannu and northern barbarian pigs and dogs, you need to pay attention to it. You must use the knife quickly, and you must grasp the strength. You must not kill them with a single knife. I am very sorry for the princes and Lord Baylor in the north. painstakingly..."

After a full cup of tea, Lao Liang had just finished his work.

Even Mao Yuanyi, who was used to seeing the slaughter on the battlefield, began to frown slightly, and seemed to rush out of the big bowl of sliced ​​noodles that had been swallowed into his stomach in the morning.

Not to mention the students of Jinyang Academy.

There was a strong foul smell in the air. Several students rolled their eyes and fell down with a plop.

"Barbarian, too barbaric!"

"They're not people, they're not people, they're devils!"

……

The students are desperate.

Everyone's lips were trembling. The "kill one's life for benevolence" and "sacrifice one's life for righteousness" in the sages' books had long been castrated by a butcher's knife, and became a verbal fig leaf.

This made Mao Yuanyi, who was also a scholar, feel sad again.

It turns out that the so-called festival of righteousness and death is just a word of mouth?
Just for the sake of grandstanding in the court with righteous words and convincing words?No, it shouldn't be like this. As a scholar, you should still have a bit of character, so you won't be so unbearable...

"Thank you, Commander, it's finished."

Old Liang bowed and cupped his fists, took two steps back, and then strode back into the team.

Mao Yuanyi was silent for two or three breaths, coughed lightly, and said: "There are people in the family who colluded with Jiannu and Beiman, write down the facts of their crimes, and then they can go back to class.

We don't kill good people, but we will kill without mercy those who eat inside and out and betray the country for glory. "

Immediately afterwards, a group of soldiers brought pens, ink, paper and inkstones, and stuffed a set into the hands of each student.

The hands of those students were shaking so badly that they couldn't hold the writing brush that they used to scold Fang Qiu and laugh at the world, and they stained the clean rice paper with a few lumps of black ink.

Mao Yuanyi shook his head slightly, and sighed, "You can't even hold a pen?"

"If the scholars of Ming Dynasty are all so cowardly and cowardly, what's the use of keeping them?"

When the students heard the words, their faces changed drastically. They all took a deep breath, grabbed the brushes tightly, and began to write with their heads down.

Undoubtedly, these students of Jinyang Academy can write really well with one stroke. Even under the majesty of Shaved Mao, they can still write a few crooked regular scripts.

"Only write about the things they are wrong about, and don't gossip about them."

"This person, there are always times when he makes mistakes, but some mistakes, once made, are the rules of heaven."

"Mainly write about how they colluded with the Jiannu and the Northern Barbarians, and sent out my Ming's food, firearms, gunpowder, and military intelligence, etc., through what method and channel..."

After all, Mao Yuanyi was a teacher. While walking, he was doing ideological work for the students in an understatement.

Earnestly, kindly and tirelessly instructing.

In less than a cup of tea, the students of Jinyang Academy wrote dozens of pages of 'exposing letters', which made Mao Yuanyi feel even more uncomfortable.

In the land of Qin and Jin Dynasties, Jinyang Academy has a great reputation and has produced a large number of talents. It can be said to be one of the most famous schools in this land.

From this academy, there have been many capable ministers and officials.

Unexpectedly, just killing more than a dozen Jiannu and Beiman's "fine work" mixed in, scared a large group of young talents who have read poetry and books to the ground, and they were defeated?
This really surprised Mao Yuanyi.

The Day of the Dead is today.

The blowing of the cowhide was loud, and a butcher's knife made their bones soft like this?

Suddenly, Mao Yuanyi felt a slight sense of loss.

Kind of like, a fly landed on a fart.

Kick off.

He turned around slowly, came to a skinny horse, got on the horse, and said a little lonely: "Let them go back to the academy to study later, they are just a group of poorly educated children.

It's not their fault.

Wang Yunyan, you will take this list and wash Taiyuan City with blood! "

While talking, he took out a roll of paper from his pocket and threw it to Wang Yunyan.

This is a "must-kill list" passed down by the idiot emperor Zhu Youjian. There is not a single good thing in it, colluding with foreign enemies, wantonly harming the people, and death will not be punished.

Among them, there are officials, wealthy aristocratic families, and of course the so-called 'Eight Great Shanxi Merchants', 'Top Ten Salt Merchants', 'Three Big Banks', etc., all of which are moths of the Ming Dynasty and traitors among the Han people.

In a word: the family, the traitor.

For these people, Mao Yuanyi did not have the slightest sympathy, and would kill them if he said lightly.

This person, there must be some bottom line in life.

Once there is no bottom line, then, kill them all.

As for the so-called 'revealing letters' written by the students, they are useless at all.

He just took this action to beat the students of Jinyang Academy, and weigh the backbone of these scholars...

……

A "rebel army" with less than [-] people suppressed Taiyuan City for a whole day and night.

During these twelve hours, people outside the city could not come in, people inside the city could not get out, and the city gates in the four directions of southeast, north, and west were tightly closed, and not even a single sound of the wind leaked out.

Heads rolled and blood flowed like rivers.

After clearing out a must-kill list, the wealthy families in Taiyuan City, as well as the officials and famous families entrenched in it, were almost lost.

Leave the rest to the common people.

Mao Yuanyi left the city ahead of time, one person and one rider. Before leaving, he ordered the city gates to be opened wide and the granaries to be released.

As for the cultivated land, real estate, etc., there was no time to deal with it, so we had to burn all the land deeds, house deeds, and yellow books stored in the governor's office.

He's here to make trouble, not to treat guests to dinner.

Because a lot of preparations had been made in advance, the rebel army scattered around Taiyuan Prefecture quickly spread the news of 'Taiyuan City opened a warehouse to release grain', and people from several prefectures and counties flocked to Taiyuan City with their children.

As for those piles of gold and silver, they unceremoniously packed them all away.

In the future, I will continue to rebel for the emperor. If I don't have money, then I will rebel.

The next target is Datong Mansion.

(End of this chapter)