The number one scholar of the Song Dynasty

Zhu Mian searched for the people's fat and people's cream to build the Tongyuan in Suzhou. It is said that the garden is the largest and the lake and rocks are strange, and it can be called the first in the south of the Yangtze River.

Before dawn, there was a servant girl who was on duty beating the gong and shouting in the courtyard of the dormitory.

There were no fewer than 2000 servants in the outer court, who were dressed and washed one after another, and began to serve the Zhu family and his son.

In the Tongyuan of the Zhu family, there are more than a dozen dining rooms, and Zhaodefang, which Yang Lin often boasts about, is like a country villa in comparison with others.

The cabinets in the dining room are stacked in groups of tableware, of different shapes and colors, even the number of pieces is different, some are lacquered, some are porcelain, some are inlaid with copper, and some are inlaid with ivory.

In the hot porridge pot, snow-colored pearl waves are churning, the pulp is flowing, and the rice fragrance is tangy.

There are also dishes such as Tianxing Grits Mixed Cake with jujube bean stuffing, celery dove meat sliced ​​with snowflake celery, etc. Nearly a hundred people have been busy all morning before breakfast is ready. Steaming.

It was just dawn at this time, and the maids were waiting outside Zhu Mian's bedroom with wooden plates, porcelain basins, soap towels, and toothbrushes, waiting for the master to get up and wash up.

When the legs of these delicate and charming girls were sore, a bell rang inside, and the leading elderly woman pushed open the door and led them into Zhu Xi's bedroom.

After changing clothes, Zhu Mian casually ate breakfast and threw away half of it, and then Shi Shiran came to the lobby.

There have been many dog ​​legs, with the treasures they found, waiting here to claim credit.

Zhu Xi was wearing a brocade robe, and sat in front of the hall, and the rogue bosses below were respectful, more attentive than seeing the emperor.

A maid offered a cup of fragrant tea, and Zhu Xi smiled and said, "How about it, what treasure did you get today?"

There was someone who couldn't wait, stepped forward and said with a flattering smile: "Master Zhu, look at what this is."

After speaking, he picked up a table from behind. The stone on it is delicate and moist, smooth as fat, with tangled stone patterns and fine texture. The stone surface is undulating and interlaced with ravines.

"Lingbi stone!" Zhu Xi's eyes lit up, and he said, "Okay, this texture is the best among Lingbi stones."

Poppi was complacent, and said with a smile: "This stone was originally owned by a merchant named Zhou in Wujiang County. When the subordinates arrived, they asked him for it. This old man dared to disobey your old order without giving up his life. The villain took his family Hanging on a wooden frame, beating his two younger sons to death in front of him, and taking turns enjoying his delicate daughter with his brothers, this old thing was honestly brought out."

Zhu Xi snorted, and said: "These iron cocks, if you don't deal with them well, they won't hand over good things at all. Come here, send this stone and the previous ones to Bianliang and present them to the officials."

Behind him there were a few young men in green clothes, who stepped forward holding the stone and turned around cautiously. Zhu Xi smiled and said to the housekeeper: "This time when entering Bianliang, besides sending [-] guan to Cai Taishi's residence as usual, we also need to prepare a A generous gift, sent to Young Zai Yang Lin's residence."

The housekeeper looked puzzled, and Zhu Xi continued: "Yang Shaozai, like me, is under the grand master's family. Now he is at the top of his power, and he is the number one favorite minister in front of His Majesty. Moreover, he was born as the number one scholar. In the future, the position of prime minister will not be lost. After a hundred years from the Grand Master, we still have to rely on this talent. As a human being, we have to make plans early. The reason why my father can rise up is not because of his insight and knowledge, he caught the line of the Grand Master in advance."

The rogues around immediately gathered around to flatter them, praising Zhu's father and son for their eyesight, and said that Zhu Mian was light and flirtatious.

Not far away in Wujiang County, in an elegant small courtyard, Zhou Shijing, a wealthy Jiangnan gentry, was holding two children covered in blood.

Suddenly, a woman rushed in from the outside, crying, "Master, come and see, Miss, she hanged herself."

Zhou Shijing left his son behind and rushed into his daughter's boudoir, only to see that her upright body had already been hugged down, her tongue was half sticking out, it was very frightening.His wife lay on top of her, crying loudly.

Zhou Shijing looked up at the gloomy sky, his eyes tearing apart:

"God, open your eyes and see!"

Such scenes are staged all over the south of the Yangtze River from time to time, and people's hearts are already boiling.

Kaifeng Mansion was flooded for two months, and it was difficult to communicate with the outside world, which further fueled the arrogance of this group of people.

At this time, outside the Kaifeng Mansion, in the woods by the river.

Song Jiang watched the corpses being dragged out one after another, neatly arranged under the tree, and clenched his fists secretly.

After all, the Long Live Camp has only been built for a few months. Although his personal skills are outstanding, this is the first time that such a scale of fighting has been fought.

Most of these dead people were the men he brought back from Shandong, and they just died in a foreign land.

Lu Taixuan stepped forward, patted him on the shoulder, and said in relief: "People cannot be resurrected after death. These people are Jiangnan thugs. We fought them many times in the early days, and hundreds of brothers died. Sooner or later, We'll settle it together."

Song Jiang closed his eyes, breathed a sigh of relief, opened his eyes again and asked: "Last night, only eight thieves were arrested, and the others escaped and committed suicide. I will go to Xianping County in person, inform Shao Zai, and arrange Fish that slip through the net are caught by hand."

After briefly bandaging the wounded Huarong, she leaned forward and asked, "Brother, what about these thieves?"

"Lock up and interrogate severely."

Chapter 126 Follow the vines and touch the melons

Hampyeong, by the river.

220 The seven people had their hands tied behind their backs and knelt on the side of the rolling Yellow River. Behind them each stood an executioner with bare arms grabbing a knife.

More than 200 people lined up, winding down the magnificent river, and there were countless onlookers under the embankment.

These people were all thieves who mixed with the flood victims to oppress goodness, plunder porridge and food, kidnap and traffic people, and molest women when the flood broke out.

Yang Lin sent people to conduct unannounced investigations, and then inquired and verified from the common people, and finally caught more than 200 typical examples.After declaring to the Ministry of Punishment, Yang Lin obtained privileges from Cai Jing, who could beheaded on the spot as an example to others.

In extraordinary times, extraordinary measures are used, otherwise it will not be enough to deter these young people in the crowd from committing crimes. If the flood becomes a rave, then it is unacceptable.

At three o'clock at noon, Yang Lin threw the sign in his hand and shouted: "Execution!"

The snowflake-like big knife was shining in the sun, and more than 200 human heads rolled into the rushing river, blood staining the embankment.

The people below didn't dare to cheer loudly until they saw their heads fall to the ground. It can be seen how badly they were bullied on weekdays, and they didn't dare to applaud them when they were alive.

Blood was shining in the sky, and the smell was everywhere. The water in the Yellow River did not change color at all that day. Two hundred people looked like a lot, filling the turbulent river would not cause any waves.

Yang Lin walked out of the shaded tent, his murderous intent still undiminished, and he said loudly: "During the river governance period, anyone who commits crimes will be dealt with strictly."

The officials in various counties surrounding the execution were all silent, and the less slaughter was too harsh. When did the officials of the Song Dynasty see such a scene.

At this time, Zongze, who proposed Shuhe sand control, stood up, clasped his fists and said, "Yang Shaozai, I think that although these scoundrels should be killed, they are by no means the culprits. These people are so domineering, how can there be no one to protect them, should they?" Pursue the evil gentry deeply, and then the officials who protect them, step by step and peel off the cocoon, seeking to eliminate the evil and do everything."

Some of the officials behind him trembled, eager to come up and bite.

But Yang Lin nodded, and said loudly: "This statement is reasonable. Anyway, these things are on the surface, and it is not difficult to find out. I have plenty of time to eliminate the ghosts and monsters in Kaifeng Mansion."

"But you don't need to worry. This official only investigates those who cover up evil thieves and participate in the trading of people. Other things are still handed over to the official department for assessment." When the water is clear, there is no fish. Clean it up, or you will become a public enemy in the officialdom, and you may be left with no bones left.

It is still necessary to kill a few county magistrates and find a way to install their own people.This is not an ordinary county, it is directly under the jurisdiction of Kaifeng Prefecture, and the county government of Bianliang is very important.

Zong Ze smiled slightly, retreated to his colleagues, stood up straight in broad daylight, wiped his eyelids and pretended to be asleep, ignoring the strange eyes around him.

The people below didn't know what happened above, and they were still immersed in excitement and joy. As for the fish that slipped through the net, they were scared out of their wits long ago.

Let alone killing [-] people at once, even a colleague butchering [-] pigs would be scary enough.

The instigator of all this, Yang Lin, is currently flipping through an account book, which is the cost of river treatment in the past few days.

The money cannot be paid by oneself, Yang Lin was thinking about how to reach out to the court, these days, he could fill in a lot of money for Zhao Ji to repair this or that.

The water level of the Bian River rose and the embankment collapsed. The person who lost the most should be himself.All the projects that made money in the Long Live Camp that day were forced to stop.