SanjitNovel Chapter 175: Killing the Censor with a Rod
Chapter 175: Killing the Censor with a Rod
Since sending troops to Annan was a foregone conclusion in Cen Mingche's mind, all the problems that arose in the book needed to be resolved.
When the data from the Ministry of Revenue and the Ministry of War on the seven-day extra shift were calculated and placed in front of all the courtiers, everyone knew that the emperor's mind could not be changed, and the deployment of troops to Annan was a foregone conclusion.
As for those ignorant Gangtou, they really deserve to be beaten twice with the court cane.
What are they doing against the emperor?
It's just that if the emperor objects, they agree, and if the emperor approves, they oppose, in order to show their difference.
And there was a rule of not being punished for what they said. Even if they went too far, the emperor wouldn't be able to beat them because of it.
If things went contrary to what they said, the emperor would not listen to them, and everyone would be silent.
If things go as they expected, or if they are different from what the emperor thought, and if there are any consequences, these people will use hindsight to criticize the emperor, so as to leave a clear name in the history books for speaking out and admonishing him. .
Especially the censors, they have heard about reports and KPIs. If they don't write enough notes every month, they will be interviewed by their direct leaders.
Therefore, many exaggerated or trivial bullets were presented.
These people are staring at others. If they themselves are like Hai Rui, Yu Qian and others, and are truly upright officials and capable ministers, then forget it.
I haven't wiped my shit clean yet, and I keep my eyes on other people's faults all day long. I'm really lenient on self-discipline and strict on others.
Especially Cen Mingche, who was the emperor, was the one they watched the most.
Just like a fly, annoying.
Seeing that Cen Mingche had finalized the issue of sending troops to Annan with the important ministers, these people came out and barked again, without any valuable suggestions. Foam was flying all over the court, like a barking beast.
Over and over again, there is nonsense like "ancestral family law", "wasting people and money", and "militancy".
The literary talent is very good, but the content is really rubbish.
It's a waste of paper to put on the table corners.
Cen Mingche had a gloomy face and used up the patience that he didn't even have for Xiao Yu. He listened to what they said and waved his hand.
"Pull down, court staff."
Don’t you want to clear your name?Hurrah!Just trade it with your life!
The emperor didn't say how many times, but he just kept beating until he died.
The courtiers knelt down in an uproar, and someone begged:
"Your Majesty, the family law of our ancestors is such that the censor will not be punished for his words!"
"Your Majesty, please have mercy!"
This is the game between imperial power and the rights of ministers.
Cen Mingche chuckled.
"Okay, since you all talk about the ancestral family law, and the few censors who were pulled down just now also talk about the ancestral family law, let's do some calculations. According to the ancestral family law, how much should your salary be? ?”
"In this case, I will immediately order Beiwei Pavilion to liquidate the income and property of each family. Anyone who has a salary that does not match the ancestral family law will be investigated and dealt with strictly. How about that?"
"If it's business income, then let's calculate the taxes carefully; if it's the dowry brought by the wife's parents' family, then let's calculate the accounts of your parents-in-law, how about that?"
"Anyone who can't be found guilty will be confiscated and returned to the public. If the amount is huge, how about skinning the day lilies and quartering them with five horses as a warning to others?"
All ministers and ministers kowtowed and remained silent.
Cen Mingche sneered.
"When I want to do something, you use the ancestral family law to persuade me; when it's your turn, you treat the ancestral family law as nothing?"
"The ancestors who co-authored Daqian are only my ancestors, aren't they the ancestors that all the ministers and ministers should respect?"
"Come on, tell me who can withstand me mobilizing the Beiwei Pavilion and investigating according to the ancestral family law! Stand up!"
The whole place was silent except for the sound of the stick hitting the flesh outside the court and the low cry of pain.
After a while, an old minister came out and persuaded in a low voice: "Your Majesty, if you kill the censor in front of the court with a stick, I am afraid it will harm your Majesty's reputation. Please spare their lives and order them to be dismissed from office and return to their hometown."
Hearing this, Cen Mingche sneered again.
"Why, if I kill them with a stick, my reputation will not be good? Then I will leave them alive and let them return to their hometown to be their rich men with a good reputation of being outspoken and not afraid of power?"
"I want to tell you today that I don't want a good reputation for kindness! If you want to use my name to protect the reputation of your ministers, be prepared to risk your life!"
"Fight! If we don't finish the fight today, no one can leave! Let's all see clearly and have a ruler in mind!"
What Cen Mingche meant by "beating is over" was to beat these people until they died.
The ministers were as silent as a cicada, not daring to speak, not even daring to breathe loudly.
Cen Mingche had always used roundabout methods to get things done before, so he didn't arouse much opposition until he succeeded.
Therefore, all the ministers underestimated his heart and also underestimated his toughness.
Presumably after today, the ministers will re-evaluate him as an emperor in their hearts.
After counting about one or two hundred blows, the censors outside gradually became silent. Only when they were all dead did the inner prison officer come in to report.
An hour and a half had passed by now, and all the ministers and ministers were standing waiting. At this time, the two sides were already fighting, and their backs were dripping with sweat.
Naturally, there were guards outside dragging the body down, because it was the courtyard rod that caused death, and the body dragged out a long blood trail on the bluestone floor.
Cen Mingche relaxed his body and leaned on the dragon chair with a smile.
"Okay, everyone, please leave. Relevant people from the Ministry of Personnel, Ministry of Industry, Ministry of War, and Ministry of Household Affairs will stay for a while. There are still specific matters to discuss about sending troops to Annan."
"Retreat."
This court meeting was quite thrilling for the ministers. It was also the first time they had seen such a ruthless hand from the emperor.
Knowing how many people died is two different things from seeing people being beaten to death not far from you.
I don’t know how many people will have to drink soothing soup to fall asleep when they go home tonight.
The ones who were more excited were some generals.
"Well done, Your Majesty! Tell those snarky scholars to stop chirping!"
"That's right! We have gone through life and death, but they say we kill too much!"
"The ones we killed were all enemies!"
"Hmph! We should really send them to the border and let them touch Yi Di's scimitar with their heads! Let them see the slaughtered villages! Look at the corpses of the people!"
"Oh, they have never seen it! They cut open the belly of a pregnant woman and put the fetus on the flagpole!"
"If we let them see it, they will still have the nerve to say 'too much killing'!"
"Who are the people who killed too many people? Do they know who they are?"
"Exactly!"
"His Majesty Qiangang is still the one who is arbitrary. If he says to mobilize troops, he will mobilize troops. I don't know who will be able to go this time."
"Hey, it's not us after all. Have you fought in a naval battle? Are you familiar with Annan's climate?"
"Tsk, I only know how to fight on horseback, and I'm only familiar with the climate in Liaodong and northwest."
"Isn't that enough? Just put us on the boat, let alone command the battle. We will probably faint if the boat doesn't move!"
"Oh, what a pity. It's a great time to make great achievements!"
"Hey, tell me, should we go to Annan for a tour and play some drums?"
"I take this to mean, go back and write a booklet?"
"go!"