After leaving the valley, Zhu Ping'an's face turned pale. He lowered his head, looked at the road under his feet, and strode forward, obviously trying his best to suppress his anger.
The thief combs the soldier's comb!
Thieves pass by like a comb, soldiers pass by like a rake!
For Zhu Ping'an, what originally existed only as a simple record in history now appeared bloody before him. The pain, depression and indignation almost swallowed Zhu Ping'an!
The imperial army, who should have defended their country, who should have protected the people, who enjoyed the blood and sweat of the people, actually killed the defenseless people like slaughtering pigs and dogs just to get credit! Haha, how happy and relaxed they are to use the brains of the people! How can the empire last if the soldiers are so unbearable!
The deterioration of discipline and fighting power of the government troops was one of the direct factors in the collapse of the Ming Empire. The slogan of "suppressing the troops and pacifying the people" put forward by Li Zicheng, the King of Rebellion in the late Ming Dynasty, was aimed at this.
A scum in the army like Zhao Daying must not be allowed to stay!
If they stay one more day, there will be villages in danger of being borrowed! If they stay one more day, the people of the Ming Dynasty will be harmed by this kind of people for one more day! If this kind of people stay one more day, the people will live decades less! A thousand-mile dam is breached by an ant hole. If this kind of people stay one more day, the Ming Empire will have one more ant that eats away at the dam!
I can’t tolerate this!
Some things can be tolerated, but this kind of thing cannot be tolerated!
Several young men in the valley looked at the five pieces of silver and dozens of copper coins on the stone, and their bronze eyes were moist. The young man just turned his money bag upside down and left all his money. They were not related to him, and they stole his BMW, but he left all his money to them.
"After we finish this matter, if there is still life left, I will hand over my life, which weighs more than 100 pounds, to you, my benefactor! I will go through fire and water for you without hesitation!"
"Me too... .."
"And I..."
The young and strong in the valley made up their minds that if they were still alive, they would come to Zhu Pingan and serve him. Even if Zhu Pingan did not take them in, they would still serve Zhu Pingan in secret.
After Zhu Pingan came out of the valley, he sent Li Shu and the maid Baozi to the Linhuai Marquis's camp, then borrowed a horse and rode out of the camp without stopping for a moment.
He didn't even take a look at the lively scene of the spring outing.
The charming lady from a well-off family and the beautiful girl from a small family were all unable to attract Zhu Ping'an's attention.
Even the cheers and joy of the noble sons, who were leading yellow dogs, driving fine horses, and hunting with bows, could not stop Zhu Ping'an.
Zhu Pingan rode out of the camp, not caring about the pain on his thighs. He kept waving the whip to urge the horse to speed up and speed up again, and went straight to the Hanlin Academy. When he arrived at the Hanlin Academy, Zhu Pingan threw the horse to the guard and trotted all the way to the library.
The Hanlin Academy members who worked there were all stunned when they saw Zhu Ping'an rushing around like he was on fire. They were all surprised. The newly promoted Jinshi had already had a holiday, so why was Zhu Ping'an back again, and still looking so anxious! What happened? The Hanlin Academy members were very curious about this.
After Zhu Pingan entered the library, he closed the door, took out the pen, ink, paper and inkstone and spread them on the table. He started to grind the ink while thinking.
Zhu Ping'an could not stand it any longer, and did not want to delay for a moment. He wanted to write a memorial to the emperor, exposing Zhao Daying and revealing the murders of innocent people and other such activities that were customary or covered up by some people. In fact, according to Zhu Ping'an's usual practice of making plans before taking action, Zhu Ping'an would not act like this, but after hearing the bloody facts, Zhu Ping'an could not bear it any longer.
After all, he is young and his blood is still hot.
The people of the Ming Dynasty have suffered so much. Someone must speak up for them!
Zhu Ping'an wanted to write a memorial, a bloody memorial, a memorial that went straight to the heart, a memorial that was shocking. A memorial that the court could not ignore! Zhu Ping'an searched in his mind for similar impeachment memorials that he had seen in modern times, and found that the more famous ones were all from the Chongzhen period of the late Ming Dynasty. During this period, the Ming Dynasty was on the verge of collapse, with banditry, soldiers, and border troubles at stake, and the government troops were most prominent in killing innocent people and taking credit.
Zhu Ping'an incorporated the shocking and powerful language and vocabulary in these memorials of later generations into his memorials, and combined them with modern writing techniques. He presented a bloody memorial to the court, impeaching Zhao Daying for killing innocent people and taking credit for his crimes:
Your Majesty governs the world with a clean style, and is the master of all the people and all things in the world. You are praised for your love for the people. Although you are wise and sage, there are some who are unscrupulous and corrupt the people, such as the centurion Zhao Daying. I dare to list their crimes and speak to your Majesty.
The best way to strengthen an army is to enforce the law. Today's soldiers are strong if they seek rewards, but weak if they go to the enemy; they are strong if they kill innocent people to claim credit, but weak if they eliminate violence and save the people. A centurion named Zhao Daying was in a state of panic all day when the bandits came, and he asked the county magistrate to report his achievements when the bandits retreated. The magistrate asked, "How can we report without heads?" Zhao Daying said, "It's easy!" After a while, fifty-nine heads were brought in, including twenty-six women and children. These were the heads he obtained by slaughtering innocent people in the mountain village. Zhao drove his troops to slaughter the people, claiming that he was "borrowing heads to show his merit." The sky was dark and the earth was dark. When the bandits passed by, the husbands of women and children were willing to risk their lives to kill the enemy, but after the bandits passed by, the whole village, young and old, was killed by his own soldiers! Alas! Who is this person! The face of the emperor is so close, but he is so slow. The vast sun and moon are also covered in dust!
... ...
The thief combs the soldier's comb!
Thieves pass by like a comb, soldiers pass by like a rake!
... ...
I humbly beg you to unleash your mighty power, order the civil and military officials to take charge of the meritorious service, and instruct the Ministry of Justice to conduct a strict interrogation in order to rectify the state law and restore the glory of the sun and moon to the people. Even if I die, I will be immortal!
After finishing the memorial, Zhu Ping'an copied it on the official memorial, stamped it with his own seal, and burned the draft. Then, without stopping, he left the Hanlin Academy with the official memorial and went straight to the Tongzhengsi Yamen.
The officials of the Hanlin Academy just saw Zhu Ping'an rushing into the Hanlin Academy in a hurry. Not long after, they saw Zhu Ping'an rushing out of the Hanlin Academy again. They were even more curious. What is this kid doing? Is he running to exercise, or is his head stuck in the door? !
Alas, the young people nowadays have no self-control at all. Yuan Wei looked at Zhu Ping'an's anxious back and sighed with disdain.
Zhu Pingan rode his horse to the Tongzhengsi Yamen very quickly. In the Ming Dynasty, the Tongzhengsi Yamen was a Yamen that specifically accepted memorials. Zhu Pingan was only a small official of the sixth rank, and he did not have the qualifications to directly submit memorials to Emperor Jiajing, so he could only convey them through the Tongzhengsi Yamen. In the Ming Dynasty, only officials of the fourth rank and above were qualified to directly submit memorials, and small officials like Zhu Pingan could only pass on the memorials through the officials. After Zhu Pingan registered with the governor of the Tongzhengsi Yamen, he filed the memorial and waited for someone to handle it.
After coming out of the Tongzhengsi, Zhu Pingan finally exhaled the foul air in his stomach and gradually calmed down. (To be continued.)