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  Chapter 113 111 [Mad life? ] (addition for the leader "Ti Boshu Wu")

   Bailuzhou Academy is located on Jiangxinzhou, and there is a ferry to go there.

  Xiao Huan followed Zhao Han to the ferry, and said as he walked, "Sir, if you want to acquire talents, you don't have to go to Bailuzhou, even if you go, it won't help."

   "Why?" Zhao Han asked.

  Xiao Huan explained: "In Bailuzhou Academy, the real heroes are Juren. Now these Juren are on their way to Beijing for the exam, and they won't be back until at least May next year."

   "I was too busy rebelling, so I forgot about it," Zhao Han couldn't help laughing at himself, and asked again, "Aren't there any outstanding talents among scholars?"

  Xiao Huan asked back: "Even if there are, are they bound to rebel?"

   "It's true, how can a family member follow a thief?" Zhao Han sighed, "Well, since I'm here, why don't I go and see it, it's the place where Prime Minister Wen (Wen Tianxiang) studied for young people."

  Stepping on the ferry, Zhao Han arrived at Bailuzhou in less than a moment.

  Since Bailuzhou Academy is located in the middle of the river, it was destroyed by floods many times. The academy in front of us was rebuilt in the 19th year of Wanli.

   This is a complex of buildings standing among mountains and rivers.

   Entering from the main entrance, there are three squares in front of you, which respectively enshrine the Great Confucianism (Li De), Zhonglie (Li Jie) and famous ministers (Li Gong).

  The teachers and students from the tenth district of the school, and those who are still on the island, were "invited" to come.

  A group of scholars stood there, glaring at Zhao Han.

  Zhao Han ignored them, but worshiped the sages of Sanfang, and found Wen Tianxiang's tablet in the place where the ministers were enshrined.

   "Bring a pen and paper!" Zhao Han said.

  The soldiers were already prepared and stepped forward with pens, ink, paper and inkstones in their hands.

   Being blocked by rebels in the academy and unable to leave, the scholars were extremely indignant. Seeing that Zhao Han worshiped the sages of Sanfang, everyone changed their minds a little, and felt that this rebel was not useless.

  At this moment Zhao Han picked up the pen to write, and many scholars were quite curious.

   Putting down the brush, Zhao Han turned around and asked, "Where is the head of Bailuzhou Academy?"

  A young scholar said with a smile: "I went to kill thieves with the governor, and supervised the transportation of grain and grass at Sanjiangkou. Rebellious officials and thieves, everyone will be punished!"

   "That's unlucky, I'll look for him later," Zhao Han was not angry, and asked with a smile, "This person is quite bold, where did he come from?"

  Xiao Huan introduced: "Ouyang Zheng, a Juren from Anfu County, was born in Qianjiang, Huguang."

  Zhao Han was a little surprised: "You even know his ancestral home? It seems very famous."

Xiao Huan explained: "This is a child prodigy, and also a crazy student. He has long been famous in Ji'an. He was admitted as a child prodigy at the age of thirteen, and passed the examination at the age of eighteen. He has not been admitted to Jinshi yet. He should have entered Beijing at this time. I went to the exam, but I don’t know why I still stay in Ji’an.”

   "What kind of madness?" Zhao Han asked.

"He wrote an article, and I can still recite it," Xiao Huan immediately recited, "I have been an old silverfish all my life, and I don't want to kill Ying Ying on the desk. I regret that the young and true scholars have always been Confucian scholars. , the party withers and protects the decay, so that it will never change into the past. It seems absolutely impossible!"

   Translated into vernacular, the general idea is: Confucian scholars are mostly conservative, form cliques for private interests, and have pedantic ideas. Poems and books are just a stepping stone to becoming an official, and the imperial examination is just for the convenience of making money. Foreign thieves and internal bandits all use this kind of scholars as an excuse, saying that they were forced to rebel by corrupt and mediocre officials. There seems to be no real scholars.

  Zhao Han laughed loudly: "This is a true scholar!"

  Xiao Huan immediately poured cold water on Zhao Han: "Sir, this person cannot be a thief, the Ouyang family is a local big family."

  Although Ouyang Zheng's grandfather was only a country gentry and didn't even pass the examination as a scholar, the officials who came to take office were tricked into getting married in various ways. The eldest son married the daughter of the Ti Xueshi, the second son married the daughter of the inspector censor, and the third son married the daughter of the magistrate. Ouyang Zheng's father was the fourth son. At that time, he married the daughter of a county magistrate. The county magistrate later participated in politics in Shandong.

  A network of in-laws of officials, gentry, and relatives was formed.

  Zhao Han sent someone to pass the couplet he wrote to Ouyang Zheng, and asked, "Can you still read this word?"

   "There is still righteousness that towers over heaven and earth, and forever remains loyalty to reflect the past and present." Ouyang Zheng finished reading the couplet, sneered and tore it up directly, "A traitor, is also worthy of inscribing Prime Minister Wen? Prime Minister Wen is as good as a spring, and he will not die with peace!"

  Seeing that the couplet written by Zhao Han was torn up, all the students were horrified, fearing that Zhao Han would kill him on the spot.

Zhao Han didn't get angry, but asked: "I only started the incident in Huangjia Town, and didn't coerce it everywhere. Why did half of Luling County revolt in just a few months? I came all the way from Meitang Town, only killing a few A notorious landlord, why did the people in these places rebel?"

  Ouyang Zheng didn't dare to answer, because he knew the reason.

   "Hmph, I dare not tell the truth, you are a fame-seeker!" Zhao Han left after speaking, he just came to pay respects to Wen Tianxiang.

  Feeling that he was despised by a rebel, Ouyang Zheng couldn't help but said: "They are all corrupt officials and exploit the people too much. If scholars of my generation can be named on the gold list, they must work hard to practice moral government so that the people can live and work in peace and contentment."

  Zhao Han stopped and asked, "Are tenants considered common people?"

   "Of course the common people." Ouyang Zheng said.

Zhao Han sneered and said, "Tenants have no land, and they are squeezed by heavy rents and high interest rates from landlords. There are also many harsh regulations such as transplanting farmland, winter animals, bean cakes, and sending warehouses. Even if there are no exploits by corrupt officials, can they survive? You are diligent in cultivating moral government, allowing landlords to reduce rent and interest rates, and allowing landlords to cancel harsh regulations?"

  Transfer farming, seize the tenant by depositing the rent, and take back the tenant if the rent is not paid in advance.

  Winter animals, every winter solstice festival, tenants must give gifts to the landlord, mostly chickens, ducks, geese and other poultry.

   Bean cake, during the Chinese New Year, the tenant must give the landlord a glutinous rice cake.

   Sending the warehouse and transporting the land tax to the county government should be the responsibility of the landlord, but it is all passed on to the tenant, making the tenant bear the loss of food and fire.

  There are various ways to play these games. In the south of Jiangxi, tenants marrying daughters have to give gifts to the landlords, which seems to be a civilized variant of Chuyequan.

   Facing Zhao Han's questioning, Ouyang Zheng was speechless, because his family was a big landlord.

  Zhao Han sarcastically said: "You say that Confucian scholars are pedantic and pedantic, don't you? You are just sober, but you are just sober. What have you done for the common people in the world?"

   "I..." Ouyang Zheng clenched his hands, trying to refute the traitor, but he couldn't find an excuse.

  Because what Zhao Han said was the reason for his usual depression!

  He knew that the court was hopeless, and he knew the crux of the matter, but he had nothing to do about it.

  Historically, this person was a Jinshi in Chongzhen for ten years, and was released as the magistrate of Jiangdu. They also organized the construction of dams and the excavation of canals. Clean up the accumulated cases in the county and try to eliminate unjust prisons. Later, he was transferred to Hua County, and used gentle means to make tens of thousands of thieves (refugees who had become bandits) surrender, and allocated land to these refugees for farming.

   Chongzhen hanged himself, Ouyang Zheng followed suit, was rescued by his colleagues, and fell seriously ill.

  In the same year, Ouyang Zheng surrendered to the Qing Dynasty. During the presiding of the Henan Provincial Examination, some candidates wrote "Uncle Emperor Dorgon" as "Uncle Wang Dorgon", and Ouyang Zheng was implicated and sent to prison. This was also the first literary inquisition in the Qing Dynasty.

   This is a very typical traditional civil servant, born as a child prodigy, full of ambition when he was young, and protected the environment and the people when he was an official. He also followed Chongzhen to commit suicide. After dying once, he began to cherish his life, and surrendered to the foreign bandits without any psychological burden.

  Zhao Han stopped talking to the scholars, and when he left, he suddenly said: "Tie that madman away, let him see how I govern the people!"

  Ouyang Zheng still wanted to struggle, but was directly pressed to the ground by the soldiers, and was led away from Bailuzhou with five flowers.

  On the ferry.

  Xiao Huan said with a smile: "Brother Xianwen, don't be afraid, Mr. Zhao will not kill people easily."

  Ouyang Zheng's hands and feet were all tied up, and he glared at Xiao Huan and said, "You are a scholar in vain, and you actually took refuge in a traitor!"

Xiao Huan said with emotion: "I'm not like you. I have a prominent family background and I can take the imperial examination without any worries. In order to treat my father's illness, I can only bite the bullet and borrow loan sharks, and I am forced to be a lawyer for the Daxing Bank. You just say Said, I have become a ox and a horse in the fight, so it is strange to surrender to the rebels?"

   "You have no scholarly integrity, you should be damned!" Ouyang Zheng said contemptuously.

  Xiao Huan turned into a playful smile again: "If I had integrity, I would have starved to death long ago. How can I talk to you today?"

  Ouyang Zheng said: "If I were you, I would jump into the Gan River and die!"

  Xiao Huan sneered and said: "It doesn't matter if you die, there are plenty of people to take care of your parents. But if I die, I will leave my mother to take care of you? Orphan and widow mother, you will take care of me? You are a son of a family, it is easy to say!"

  Ouyang Zheng was speechless and thought that filial piety was involved here, so he shouldn't talk about it casually.

  Xiao Huan pointed to the south of the city wharf: "Look there, the market has recovered, and the escaped merchant ships have returned to load. Have you ever seen such a rebel?"

  Ouyang Zheng struggled to sit up, and sure enough, he saw that the pier was still bustling.

  His face showed horror, and he regarded Zhao Han as a serious threat to the imperial court. To be able to capture Fucheng without looting, but to quickly restore order, is no ordinary rebel!

  Zhao Han is standing at the bow of the ship, observing the situation at the pier.

  Xiao Huan pointed at Zhao Han and said in a low voice: "Brother Xianwen, this is the hero, can you believe it?"

   "This is a bandit!" Ouyang Zheng was still stubborn.

"Pedantic," Xiao Huan said contemptuously, "the current imperial court is already about to collapse. You idiots, how short-sighted, will be crushed to death by the collapsed old buildings sooner or later. In time, my lord will sweep away the universe and rebuild that Langlang Universe!"

  Ouyang Zheng sneered: "You still want to be the founding prime minister? I'm afraid you will be punished for your meritorious service!"

  Xiao Huanle said, "You don't want to use any divisive schemes. If you can be the hero of the founding of the country, what if you are punished by the nine clans? At least I have a good reputation. Isn't it a hundred times better than a lawsuit stick?"

   "Crazy rebel! Crazy!" Ouyang Zheng cursed.

  Xiao Huan asked back: "Who in the world is not crazy?"

   While the two were talking, there was a commotion outside Nancheng.

   However, Chen Maosheng had already entered the city, and with his political workers, he went door to door to promote the idea of ​​Datong. Many domestic slaves who did not care about him enthusiastically joined the army.

  By the way, beat up the old master!

  (end of this chapter)