Chapter 1762 Rules
Huang Ergou was furious when he saw it. Then he looked at the old master next to him. He was sitting there drinking tea, and there were two clerks waiting on him.
His anger could not be restrained: This old master had just embraced his daughter-in-law, and no one dared to say a word no. Just like Jia Zhen, the patriarch of the Red Mansion, only Jiao Da dared to speak out.
And these two people were reported to the lobby and directly sentenced to death just because of some baseless claims and some relationship between teachers and students.
“Woof!” he shouted at the old master.
"What's the use of your empty barking? Can you seek justice for these two people? Do you understand? This is the world. Evil is good, good is evil. The difference between good and evil is all in the mouth." Old Master He said leisurely and contentedly.
No one except Huang Ergou could hear these words.
What is in the mouth is clearly in "force"!
The two Yang and Bai had no power, and they failed to pass the examination as scholars. They were not protected by the power of Confucianism and Taoism, so of course they had to be manipulated by others.
Huang Ergou thought bitterly, but he could only watch the two of them being tortured.
Soon the two of them couldn't stand the punishment, so they marked their names on the pleading paper.
Nadu Yuanwai also followed suit.
"The government pronounced that Yang and Bai committed adultery and were sentenced to death by hanging, and reported to Dali Temple for verification the next day. Du's family tradition was not strict, he did not abide by the teachings of the saints, and violated the ethics. He was fined two hundred and two hundred and two silver coins. Eleven taels, to be paid within three days," the magistrate said with a slap on his face.
Damn, this judgment is so fast.
Fortunately, there is still a verification.
Yes, the death penalty was very cautious in ancient times. I heard that the emperor himself had to hand down the execution with a jade pen.
Huang Ergou was thinking, but saw the old master shaking his head and smiling again.
"Old man, why are you laughing?" he shouted.
"You are too young. The prefect has sentenced you to death. Do you really think you can report to Dali Temple?"
"What do you mean?" Huang Ergou was not sure.
He is still a newcomer and is under the protection of Li Chun, so he really doesn't know these things.
"You'll find out in the evening."
"Don't pretend to be me." Huang Ergou said "humming".
Midnight.
Old Master brought Huang Ergou to the prison.
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After reading it, Huang Ergou fell silent.
He has never thought about truly destroying a world, but now, he has such a realization.
This damn Confucian and Taoist world still allows them to go to heaven. It would be best to destroy them!
He thought for a while, tore up a communication charm and contacted the captain.
"What's wrong with you?" Li Chun asked knowingly.
"That's it..." Huang Ergou talked about his situation.
He didn't follow the captain because he felt that he had magical powers and wanted to make a breakthrough in this feudal era.
To end up like this, there is really no one to blame.
"Oh, what do you want to do?" Li Chun asked again.
"I want to overthrow this damn court."
"After the overthrow? Will there be a new court?"
"Just like what the captain did in the previous world, use extraordinary power to set them up Rules, such as putting the demand for justice before the power of cultivation. Instead of being like now, someone who picks up ashes and bullies the people can become a great Confucian," Huang Ergou said through gritted teeth.
“That’s a good idea.” Li Chun nodded.
"Is it just okay? What should I do to get full marks?" Huang Ergou asked greedily.
"Full marks? I can't do it either. In fact, life is about making do, and society is also about making do, making do and making do. Only when technology explodes can there be hope." Li Chun shook his head.
"How can there be an explosion of science and technology here? When the old master heard about the craftsman's learning, he said it was a strange skill. I asked him why he said that? He said that if the craftsman stands on the head of the scholar, then Aren't scholars allowed to do heavy work?"
"Although the old master you are following is bad, he is quite straightforward." Li Chun said with a smile. "Then the old master is so bad. He understands everything but wants to do evil. Why doesn't he do good deeds and accumulate virtue?" Huang Ergou said bitterly.
“Can doing good deeds help him gain more power?”
"It seems impossible."
"That's it."
"Okay, captain, how should we establish new rules for this world now?"
"You Ask me, who should I ask?”
“You are a great prophet”
"One prophecy will cost me a lot of life. I haven't lived enough yet. I have to think about it myself." Li Chun refused.
"Woof woof..." Huang Ergou shouted aggrievedly.
“Even if you are a dog, I can’t give you any more prophecies, but I can give you a reminder. No matter how dirty the environment, there are lotus roots. Find more allies. One person will be able to outwit everyone.”
Huang Ergou was stunned when he heard this, and then he woke up.
Yes, lotus root.
Isn't Yang Tongsheng, who was wronged, one of them?
Thinking of this, he ran to the old master and shook his head: "I am willing to be your dog, but you have to help me save those two people."
"Oh, weren't you the same before? You have very hard bones, would you rather die than surrender to me? Now you are betraying your principles just for the sake of two idle people?" the old master said with a smile.
"This is not betrayal. Being tough is just words, but helping people is real. For the sake of real things, I can give up what I say." Huang Ergou said firmly.
"Young people are young people, okay, although it is a bit boring, but when you think about it carefully, it becomes more interesting. I really want to see how you collide with this world." The old master said, taking out a The post was thrown to Huang Ergou.
Huang Ergou quickly picked up the post.
I saw the post saying: "Uncle.........XXX Qi".
He was a little confused at first. After reading it for a while, he realized that this post meant that Yang Da was the nephew of the old master.
The old master recognizes this post.
He immediately picked up the post and sent it to the prefect overnight.
The prefect got up all night, took the man out of the stinky prison where no one could see him, and placed him in a guest room in the front yard of his house.
Early the next morning, the ceremony was held again.
"Bold Du XX, he actually slandered the disciples of the saint, and he deserves to be punished! If someone comes, I'll give you fifty! I'll tell you the truth about your false accusations against Yang and Bai!"
After talking through the board, Du Yuanwai admitted the reason for his false accusation.
It turns out to be very simple. This man’s wife’s son was seriously ill and he wanted to have grandchildren on his behalf...
But how could Bai admit it?
I still want to live a good life with my husband. After my husband dies, I still want to get a chastity memorial.
The two had a quarrel for a while, and Du Yuanwai was afraid of being infamous, so he directly falsely accused the other party of adultery with Yang Da, a Mengxu student, in order to silence the other party.
"Damn it! This damn member is so hateful!" Huang Ergou had no idea that the real reason was so absurd and dark.
"Damn it, you evil stick that doesn't respect the way of a saint! You really deserve to die!" The prefect yelled, "Hit me hard."
After ten blows from the stick, Du Yuanwai was beaten to death in the lobby.
The prefect did not panic at all, and the master next to him simply wrote "The prisoner could not bear the punishment and died in the hall" and hastily dismissed the matter.
As for the family property, one-third was given to Yang Da as compensation, and the rest was handled by the Du family clan themselves.
Finally quit.
Huang Ergou was an eye-opener.
This matter of confusing right and wrong, referring to a deer as a horse, which is very powerful and reasonable, has been finally understood by the prefect.
It doesn’t matter whether Yang Dali is reasonable or not, what matters is who he is.
(End of this chapter)