After reading the petition from King Jingjiang and the gentry, Zhu Youlang returned to his seat expressionlessly, and no longer saw whether he was happy or angry on his face.?????Bi                 w    w?w?

Yang Shouchun said with a little nervousness: "I am stupid. How should I explain these memorials be given? I would like to ask the emperor to give me some instructions."

"I believe in Chen Bangyan. I will not approve these memorials for the time being, so I will not be allowed to stay." Zhu Youlang glanced at Yang Shouchun, and then reviewed other documents after he finished speaking. Yang Shouchun understood and picked up the memorials of King Jingjiang and another stack of memorials impeaching Chen Bangyan on the case of the book, and retreated respectfully.

It was obvious that Chen Bangyan took the blame this time. It can be seen from the name of raising money to provide relief to refugees, rather than donating to the center. However, this also led to misunderstandings among the central ministers to a certain extent. Except for a few confidants of the imperial party who knew the inside story, most court officials thought that the decision to rectify the garrison and recover the land and grain was made by Chen Bangyan privately, and had nothing to do with the emperor.

Chen Bangyan has been a mere juren and has been a third-rank governor in just two years since he was a mere juren. Many people in the court have long been secretly envious, jealous and hate him. Now that he has an excuse to attack, he is no exception to do something to take the blame.

Of course, this is just a subjective and subtle idea. Objectively, as a lonely minister, Chen Bangyan had few of his achievements and had no power in the court. This is also one of the reasons why they dared to write letters to impeach Chen Bangyan.

Zhu Youlang used the form of staying at the wrong place to deal with their impeachment against Chen Bangyan. It was obviously a trick to "drag" and just wait for Chen Bangyan to cook the raw rice as soon as possible.

In the warehouse of the Shouzhen Mansion in Guilin.

Guan Shouzhen was checking the piles of grain and gold and silver, and the housekeeper stepped forward to hand over the invitation.

"The Governor's Office sent an invitation, saying that the Futai Lord wanted to hold a banquet to apologize to us personally. Will the master go?"

"Go, of course I have to go." Guan Shouzhen laughed and said, "It seems that my husband's operation in the court has been effective. The junior finally couldn't resist giving in. Haha, he is still a little tender when he dares to fight with me." After saying that, he couldn't help but stroking his beard and laughed a few times.

"Although Chen Bangyan is a scholar, he doesn't look like a good person. It is said that he dared to enter the bandit's nest and surrender the bandits who killed people without blinking."

Speaking of this, the housekeeper said with some concern: "We have forced him a little anxious this time. Will he give us a Hongmen banquet?"

"Don't worry." Guan Shouzhen sneered and said confidently: "Why do I say that I am also a third-rank minister of the family, and I have been a senior student for generations. The other brothers and nephews have good backgrounds. How dare I touch us without the king's fate? Today I am wise and virtuous and kind, how can I promise him to go around? Just treat it as giving the ignorant junior a face."

One night three days later, a huge red full moon hung in the air. The governor's hall was brightly lit, illuminating the lobby like daytime.

Dozens of gentry and powerful men sat around the Eight Immortals table and chatted and laughed, waiting for Governor Chen Bangyan to come over to apologize to them.

Unfortunately, after waiting for a long time, Chen Bangyan, who had expected to be in a mess, did not wait, but waited for a team of swords and axes with complete armor.

The door was pushed open, and the knife and axe rushed in, and everyone was shocked.

When a group of gentry and old wealthy people in the lobby saw this, many people were so scared that their wine glasses fell to the ground.

Guan Shouzhen relied on his qualifications and asked with a stern and cowardly look: "Who are you? Who sent them? What do you want to do?"

"They are all personal soldiers of the Fu Biao of the Fu Biao."

Before he finished speaking, a middle-aged Confucian general wearing a six-petal iron helmet, iron armor, and leather combat boots came out, and it was Chen Bangyan.

Chen Bangyan shouted loudly: "You not only privately occupy military fields and fertile fields, but also deliberately misreport and conceal tax payments. What should you be punished?"

Seeing that Chen Bangyan was so ignorant of the current affairs, Guan Shouzhen simply said: "What do you want without any evidence? What can you do?"

"Good question!" Chen Bangyan waved his hand, and a knife and a knife and axe driver in the front row rushed to Guan Shouzhen, and his sword fell. Guan Shouzhen was killed in public and blood splattered on the spot.

Chen Bangyan: "Think!"

A personal guard and model guard stood behind Chen Bangyan, unfolded a volume of official documents and began to read them loudly.

"Check the Guilin gentry, former Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, Guan Shouzhen, colluded with the military academy of the garrison, and privately occupied 680 hectares of military farmland and 230 hectares of civilian farmland. The total tax payment was about 430,000 taels, and the crime should be taken!"

The gentry and powerful people exclaimed, knowing that Governor Chen was serious and they all got off the table and wanted to escape. But at some point, there were already fully armed swords and axes behind them, pressing them to the ground.

Chen Bangyan pointed at them and scolded: "You thirty-six evil gentry and powerful people are all thieves who harm the country! You should kill them!"

The young Xianggong Li ran out and knelt on the ground, saying incoherently: "Study, students are willing to hand over the fields and grains. I'll ask the adults to spare their lives! Let's spare their lives!"

Chen Bangyan said angrily: "It's too late, it's too late! The hungry people are everywhere inside and outside Guilin City, and the people are wailing everywhere. If you don't take you down now, Guangxi will be the next Shaanxi and Gansu, and sooner or later it will become a thief!"

The guards and model soldiers at the lobby gate showed the official documents and read loudly with expressionless expression: "Check the Guilin gentry Wang Yingke, privately occupied 214 hectares of military land, 135 hectares of civil land, and paid a total of about 140,000 taels of taxes, and beheaded!

The gentry of Guilin, Chen Yuhao, privately occupied 205 hectares of military land and 152 hectares of civil land. The total tax was paid was about 180,000 taels, and the death was beheaded!

The gentry of the Yuefu, former Fujian governor Liu Zishan, privately occupied 381 hectares of military land and 216 hectares of civil land. The total tax was paid about 270,000 taels, and the beheaded!

...

Mr. Li collapsed on the ground, his face as if dead.

Wang Yingke scolded loudly.

"You butcher! You immediately chopped off your master! Prince Jingjiang will not let you go, and all the officials and officials in the court will not let you go! I am waiting for you on the road to the underworld!"

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