Feng Zhen smiled bitterly when he heard the words, this is really his own lord's unique style of behavior.
Killing is just a no-brainer, the most troublesome thing is the aftermath.
Seeing Fengzhen's expression, Jiang Pengji frowned and asked him, "Zishi doesn't agree?"
Feng Zhen shook his head, he didn't disagree, he was just worried, the Chongzhou gentry was not large, but the network relationship between them was very complicated. If the lord chooses one size fits all, it will bury deeper hidden dangers, but if you let it go, where is the lord's majesty
"Why don't you just kill the bandit leader?" Feng Zhen suggested against his will. He had been with Jiang Pengji for a long time, and his preferences had changed. Compared with the interlocking calculations, he preferred simplicity and rudeness. The Lord's interests are paramount.
"It's not necessary, just kill them all." Jiang Pengji's eyes flashed with coldness, "If the tiger returns to the mountain, there will be endless troubles. In Chongzhou, there are small temples and strong winds, and the relationship network between them is intricate. If you only kill the bandit leader, it is equivalent to Yu let them retain their vitality. As long as people are still alive, they can make a comeback as long as they seize an opportunity.
Only kill the leader of the bandits, and the rest will cause chaos.
In this case, it is better to uproot them so that there will be no future troubles.
"These families are lessons from the past, and they dealt with them ruthlessly, so that others can see - what is the end of collaborating with the enemy and treason!"
Jiang Pengji said so, Feng Zhen naturally would not object.
He narrowed his eyes slyly, and the corners of his lips brought up a scheming smile.
During the days when Jiang Pengji was away, he suffered a lot of humiliation. Now that he can regain his place in one breath, how can he be unhappy
Feng Zhen was instructed to go down and set up, leaving only Jiang Pengji and Qi Guanrang with a quiet face.
"Are you okay? Does the wound still hurt?" Jiang Pengji asked softly.
Qi Guan Rang twitched the corners of his stiff mouth, and said, "Rang has really suffered a disaster this time."
Jiang Pengji understood the meaning of his words, restrained the curvature of the corners of her mouth, and returned to her calm expression.
"What do you think the people who assassinated you were the Chongzhou nobility or" Jiang Pengji asked Qi Guanrang in a low voice.
Qi Guanrang thought for a while, his eyebrows lowered, and he pondered, "I'm afraid to use a knife to kill people. On the surface, the Chongzhou nobles are mad and sent people to assassinate, but there are two other masters in the dark. That person is very cautious. No clues."
Jiang Pengji took a deep breath, suppressing the faint restlessness and anger in her heart.
Qi Guanrang said again, "For this reason, that person didn't leave any clues, and Rang was just suspicious."
Jiang Pengji frowned, and there seemed to be a thick and terrifying look in his eyes.
"My lord—don't take it lightly." Qi Guanrang squeezed the feather fan in his hand, and tapped the table with the fan, making a crisp sound, interrupting Jiang Pengji's thinking, "If you can't bear it, you will make a big plan. Still trying."
Jiang Pengji raised her eyes and looked at Qi Guanrang, asking with her eyes.
"You also think that person is testing?"
Test what
To test whether Jiang Pengji has discovered the existence of the other party.
If it is discovered, the contradiction between the two will inevitably emerge to the bright side, and the other party should change his plan as soon as possible.
If after the test, it is found that Jiang Pengji is still ignorant, the other party can feel at ease and continue to dormant behind the scenes.
"At least 70% sure." Qi Guanrang shook his feather fan and lowered his eyes, "Master, be careful, don't show your legs."
Jiang Pengji said, "I will pretend that this didn't happen, and whoever can't hold back his anger first."
In recent days, the atmosphere in Chongzhou has been eerie, as if a layer of low air pressure is shrouded in it, making it hard to breathe.
When everyone received the news of Jiang Pengji's return to Chongzhou, another heavy news spread.
"How dare she!!!"
Hearing that Jiang Pengji wanted to exterminate the Chongzhou gentry who participated in the rebellion, the entire gentry circle was boiling.
They all heard the news of those families more or less, but they never thought that Liu Xi would really dare to attack people and destroy their families.
"Why didn't she dare? Those idiots took advantage of Liu Xi's absence in Chongzhou to fornicate in Northern Xinjiang. Fornicating is also fornicating. Now that Dongqing does not rule the country, they are only doing so. For the sake of his own future, it is beyond reproach. It should never be wrong, should not have been discovered by Liu Xi. Now that the evidence is handed over to others, do you think Liu Xi will be merciful and let others go?"
Some were outraged, others watched with indifference.
The former was filled with righteous indignation and had a bit of a mournful taste of the death of a rabbit and a fox, while the latter was always an outsider, calmly watching the situation in Chongzhou change.
"But—the slaughter of the gentry, such a violent person, how can my generation get along with her?"
Punishment is not good for the doctor, nor is it good for the common man.
The original meaning of this sentence should be that scholars and officials should not be given preferential treatment in sentencing, and the common people should not be excluded from etiquette.
However, with the changing times, these words have become the gold medals and privileges of the gentry class.
Now it has been misinterpreted as - scholar-bureaucrats have the privilege of not being punished, and common people are not entitled to courtesy.
Although the Chongzhou gentry belonged to the nouveau riche in the gentry circle, they also surpassed the common people.
It is really unreasonable that Jiang Pengji wants the lives of their entire clan because of the charge of "fornicating the northern Xinjiang".
According to their ideas, a heavy fine is enough, where do you need to use a knife and a gun
"If things go on like this, this woman will definitely lose the hearts of the people, and sooner or later she will end up dead without a place to be buried."
Faced with such a statement, the person with a clear mind smiled wryly.
They knew very well that as long as Liu Xi always held military power in his hands, the clansmen jumping up and down in Chongzhou would not be able to hurt her at all.
Several Confucian scholars joined hands to find Jiang Pengji, and they talked to her and talked about it. The core meaning was that she was doing something wrong.
If it is an ordinary person who cooperates with the enemy and treason, he should die no matter what.
But now the people who are fornicating in the northern Xinjiang are the gentry, they only need to be punished severely, fined and punished, and it will not cost people's lives.
It should be noted that there is a law in Dongqing, and the gentry can use enough money to avoid the death penalty.
Even if it is a charge of fornicating in the northern Xinjiang, as long as the money can be paid, the law can be acquitted.
Jiang Pengji watched them beep for a long time with cold eyes.
After half an hour—
"What are you talking about?"
A few Confucian scholars sang together, and their eloquence was good, but it was a pity that their brains were pitted.
The Confucian scholar bowed to Jiang Pengji, stood proudly where he was, and said, "I also ask Liuzhou Mu to think twice before going."
Jiang Pengji said coldly, "It looks like you're not thirsty, so that's fine, so as not to throw you all into the backyard well and contaminate my water. Come on, throw out all these guys who have made a name for themselves. From now on , whoever dares to come to the door will directly break their legs!"
After a few Confucian scholars heard this, their faces turned ashen.
Jiang Pengji narrowed her eyes dangerously, "Throw it out!"
The Confucian scholar wanted to say something, but when he saw the guard wearing armor and showing his blade, he was as quiet as a chicken, not daring to make a sound.
It was at this time that Fu Wang and Li Yun stepped in full of blood.
A few Confucian scholars saw it and felt uneasy.
"It's done?" Jiang Pengji asked.
Fu Wang acted cautiously, he said, "It has been copied."