Late Ming Dynasty: Oops, I am surrounded by the Donglin Party

"Zhang Shikang, if you continue to act this way, sooner or later you will be punished for your own evil deeds!" Liu Zongzhou cursed angrily.

"You're full of rhymes. Do you want to take the postgraduate entrance examination?

take away! "

Zhang Shikang didn't bother to talk nonsense and immediately arrested Liu Zongzhou and Liu Yuliang.

Liu Yuliang has been in power for many years and is known for his cowardice and incompetence. He originally appeared to be a decent person when he was in power, so much so that Zhang Shikang once thought that it was all an illusion.

It was not until now that he realized that he was wrong. Liu Yuliang hid behind the crowd and dared not say a word. When the Jinyiwei went to arrest him, the man was trembling and had already wet his pants.

"Marquis Guanjun, I...I am willing to give you all my property. Can you...can you spare my life?"

Liu Yuliang was tied up, his face full of tears of fear. He cried and whispered to Zhang Shikang.

"Fuck, where is your literary character?

Look at him, how embarrassing!

Get out of here!"

Zhang Shikang covered his mouth and nose and said with disgust.

Corruption and bribery are notorious crimes, but if you have a strong character, we will respect you as a man.

But you talk about Confucius and Mencius every day, quoting from scriptures all the time, and act like you are righteous and fearless of death, but you are actually engaged in corruption and bribery.

The key point is that it would be fine if you were engaged in corruption and bribery, but you are also afraid of death.

What is hypocrisy, what is hypocrisy, and what is sanctimoniousness?

This is it.

"Liu Yuliang! Did I draft it? You really bring shame to my Donglin people. I am ashamed to be associated with you!"

When Xiong Ming saw Liu Yuliang's appearance, he remembered that they had planned many things together before, and he felt disgusted. He didn't care about being polite at that moment, and just wanted to vent his anger with the most vulgar words.

His words were powerful, full of energy, and his pronunciation was clear and melodious, which reminded Zhang Shikang of famous scenes in later film and television dramas.

But Liu Yuliang was so frightened that he didn't care about other people's scolding. His legs were weak, and he turned his head and continued to beg for mercy while being dragged by the Jinyiwei:

"Marquis Guanjun, I know a lot of old things in the court. With me here, you can save a lot of energy in investigating the case."

He was crying so hard that he became a tearful man. He was probably like Zhao Dehan, who only realized how afraid of death he was when he was about to die.

Zhang Shikang shook his head helplessly, walked up to Liu Yuliang and whispered:

"Without you, I wouldn't have to spend so much energy.

Don't you understand? You are hopeless. Wait for death. Goodbye."

Zhang Shikang had a smile on his face. Liu Yuliang originally thought that Zhang Shikang was going to give him a chance, but he forced an ugly smile with tears streaming down his face.

After listening to Zhang Shikang's calm verdict, Liu Yuliang was stunned for a moment and fainted on the spot.

"Master Wei, Master Han, Master Wu, why are you guys with them?

Could it be that... you are also members of the Donglin Party? Are you discussing with them how to impeach me? How to obstruct national policy?"

Zhang Shikang looked at the other officials in the restaurant and smiled.

Of course he knew that these people were members of the Donglin Party, and he also knew that these people were causing trouble. They were just the younger brothers of Zheng Sanjun and others in the court.

But he just wanted to humiliate these damn civil servants. He hated hypocritical people the most in his life.

Those people watched Liu Yuliang and others being taken away, and saw that there were weapons everywhere. They were already frightened and didn't know what to do. They subconsciously explained:

"Marquis Guanjun, I just happened to be eating at this restaurant. I am not familiar with Zheng Sanjun and others."

"Yes, yes, yes, sir, we are not members of the Donglin Party."

"You are joking, my Lord. If we dared to impeach him, His Majesty would have dismissed us long ago. How could we dare to obstruct the national policy?"

Everyone was talking one after another, trying to defend themselves with a smile, but no one dared to admit it.

After all, looking at the current situation, if you admit it, you will die.

I would rather die than let my friend die. Only by living can I avenge my colleagues.

However, Zhang Shikang burst their bubble with just one sentence.

“I’m sorry, I don’t believe it.

Take them all away! "

The men were immediately terrified. One of the officials realized that Zhang Shikang was playing a trick on him, and he resisted while shouting:

"Zhang Shikang, you are just making up a false accusation! Ah——"

Before he could finish his words, a Jinyiwei man hit him on the head with a scabbard, and blood gushed out on the spot.

"If you want to be soft, be soft to the end. If you want to be hard, be hard to the end. Don't you think it's awkward to be neither soft nor hard?

I am the knife and you are the fish, what can you do to me?

Take them all away and put them in Jinyiwei Prison to await interrogation!"

After dealing with all the leaders of the Donglin Party in Cuiyun Tower, Zhang Shikang felt relieved.

After a year of forbearance, it is finally time to reap the rewards.

But apart from Zheng Sanjun, Liu Zongzhou, Xiong Mingyu and Liu Yuliang, the Donglin Party's leader in the capital seemed to be missing one person.

"Where is Fang Fengnian?" Zhang Shikang asked his subordinates of the Embroidered Uniform Guard.

"Your Excellency, he should be at Wangyue Restaurant." The captain said truthfully.

The task of capturing Fang Fengnian did not fall on this centurion, but the Liu Wenbing brothers were most concerned about the five Donglin Party members in Beijing, so they sent people to find out the locations of these five people before taking action.

"The Wangyue Restaurant looks like a restaurant, but actually there is something else going on on the third floor. It is a brothel and outsiders are not welcome there." The Qianhu official said again.

Since the expansion of the Jinyiwei, additional personnel have been sent to various places in the capital to keep watch, and they are well aware of the conditions of each restaurant, its managers, owners, etc.

"I understand. It's a high-end club. Come on, lead the way. I'll go and have a look." Zhang Shikang said with interest.

Although the capital city is large, most of the high-end restaurants are located on a few main roads and are not far from each other.

After about half a quarter of an hour, Zhang Shikang arrived at Wangyue Restaurant.

At this time, Li Yilian, the owner of Wangyue Restaurant, was arguing with the soldiers from the Beijing camp, and it seemed that Li Yilian had the upper hand.

"Do you know who I am? My uncle is Liu Zongzhou, the Grand Secretary of Jianji Palace and the Left Censor-in-Chief of the Censorate! Your Majesty has conferred him the title of Junior Tutor!

You stinky soldier, you dare to show off in front of me, you are really tired of living!"

The soldier from the Beijing Camp who was scolded by him and could not even raise his head should be a new recruit. Among the 40,000 soldiers that the Beijing Camp expanded more than two months ago, most of them were refugees who suffered from disasters in the north and could not survive.

These people were already living in poverty, and many of them had suffered oppression from landlords and humiliation from petty officials. Now when they heard that this man had such a prominent background, they were somewhat afraid since they were, after all, new recruits who had never been to the battlefield.

"Who do you say is a stinky soldier?" Zhang Shikang walked over leisurely and said with a smile.

When the soldier from the Beijing camp saw Zhang Shikang, he immediately knelt on one knee and said:

"Your humble servant... Your humble servant, pays respect to the Grand Marshal."

The training of new recruits in the Beijing Camp has always been the responsibility of Sun Weifan, Niu Gang and others.

Although Zhang Shikang didn't care much, he would always visit the Beijing camp every few days, on the one hand to handle military affairs, and on the other hand to make himself familiar with the soldiers and give them a lecture and encourage them.

Therefore, most of the soldiers in the Beijing camp had seen Zhang Shikang.

"What's your name?" Zhang Shikang smiled and helped the soldier up with his own hands.

"My little one is Chen Erhe."

"He just called you a stinking soldier, which made me feel uncomfortable.

Now, I command you to pick up your sword.

Kill this shameless guy for me." Zhang Shikang ordered gently.