Zhou Zheng and others were curious and stood in the shop, watching the slowly coming parade.

At this time, the Jinyiwei was the most rampant and notorious time. There were many people looking at the shops around him, but no one stood on the street, through the door and the window, and was very cautious.

The gong in the captain's hand was beaten from time to time, and the sound was crisp and heavy, and it was conveyed far.

The middle-aged man who was escorted in front was calm, even if he was a prisoner, he still had his head high and his eyes widened. He felt a sense of a fierce righteousness from afar!

Among this team of Jinyiwei, there was a young man in his twenties. He was riding a horse, wearing a fish and dragon suit, extremely conspicuous, and he raised his head arrogantly, leisurely on the horse, very unsatisfied.

Zhou Zheng looked strange. Is the parade like this at this time? Why did he come to him?

Thinking of this, Zhou Zheng asked Liu Liuzhe in a low voice, "Do you know that prisoner?"

Liu Liuzhe shook his head and whispered: "Second Young Master, it is Li Hengbing and Censor Li."

It seemed that he suddenly remembered Zhou Zheng and didn't remember what happened before, saying, "I am from Raozhou, Jiangxi Province. I am the same year as the master and have been to the mansion before."

Zhou Zheng stopped asking, looked calm and quietly watching Li Hengbing as he approached.

He had a hard and in-depth understanding of the personnel and affairs at this time. It was precisely Li Hengbing, no, it should be said that the Li family in Raozhou is within Zhou Zheng's understanding.

The Jinyiwei beat the gong from time to time and kept walking towards Zhou Zheng's shop at the end of the road.

The middle-aged man was wearing a gray and simple prison clothes, with shackles on his hands, and his hair was messy. He should be very embarrassed, but he was tall and had a bright look, and every move he made was calm and willing to die.

I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Zhou Zheng felt the respect these people had for the Censor Li, and could still hear the crying sounds.

Zhou Zheng looked up at both sides, frowned, and stared at Li Hengbing who was approaching.

The team walked towards Zhou Zheng, and the captain holding the gong knocked it and said, "Change!"

Li Hengbing looked arrogant and unyielding. He followed suit and turned around very cooperatively.

Zhou Zheng looked at him and glanced at the wall where there were several broken bricks stained with feces.

Zhou Zheng stepped forward, picked up a piece, and smashed it straight towards Li Hengbing.

Bang

The broken brick hit Li Hengbing's forehead. The broken brick hit the ground with a "bang", and the streets on both sides suddenly became silent, and the Jinyiwei who turned around were also fixed.

Liu Liuzhe, behind Zhou Zheng, had a shocked eyes and a pale face, not to mention those terrified servants.

Everyone couldn't react and was stunned.

Who is Li Hengbing? He is the pillar of Qingliu and is well-known. Qingwang is everywhere. Especially this time, he was imprisoned by the Jinyiwei, which alarmed the entire Qingliu and made his reputation soar.

Not to mention the support outside the capital, countless people were running around and telling him, trying every means to rescue him!

Shouldn’t everyone praise or admire such a straight and loyal minister who is framed by a treacherous minister?

Everyone looked at Zhou Zheng, shocked and puzzled.

Zhou Zheng just stood there with a calm and plain expression.

Li Hengbing did not scream or be angry. He looked at the broken bricks on the ground and rubbed the smashed place on his head with difficulty. He looked at the blood on his fingers and looked up at Zhou Zheng, and said in a very calm tone: "Why?"

Zhou Zheng also looked at him calmly and said, "First, last year the emperor paid donations for the Liaodong incident. How many did you donate?"

Li Hengbing said "Three Hundred Taw."

Zhou Zheng said, "Second, your monthly salary is 8 taels, but you have seven wives and concubines, nine sons, more than fifty servants, maids, and various expenses for social engagements, etc., and at least fifty taels per month. How did you support this family?"

Li Hengbing's expression remained the same, his eyebrows were stern, and he said, "I have 800 acres of ancestral land."

Zhou Zheng's face was also unchanged and said, "Third, you wrote a letter a month ago, asking the court to move all the people outside the pass into the pass and guard Shanhaiguan. Do you know that this is a place thousands of miles outside the pass to Jianlu for free. It is better than cede land and pay compensation for compensation and selling the country for honor?"

Li Hengbing frowned this time and said, "This is a major military and national policy, you don't understand it yet. You should read more now, uphold the spirit of serving the country, kill demons and eliminate evil spirits, and do not hesitate to yourself..."

Zhou Zheng said three things in a row, and was already tired of it, and his expression became colder, saying, "You have 800 acres of fertile land, and you spend fifty taels a month, but you only donated 200 taels on major affairs of the country. It means you are greedy for money and have no virtue, and you have no country in your heart, and you have no loyalty to the country. Liaodong is my country of Ming Dynasty. You actually want to let the traitor get thousands of fertile land without any effort, and threaten Shanhaiguan, which is close to the capital; it means you are incompetent, talented, shameless, openly stolen, and shameless... You disdain the so-called evil and evil treacherous, you are more hateful than evil and evil treacherous..."

Li Hengbing was stunned. This was the first time someone said that to him.

He has always been strong and strong. He has impeached many evil spirits with one pen. Today, some people say that he is more hateful than evil spirits!

"Good!" Suddenly, the young man riding on the horse shouted, looking up at Zhou Zheng and shouting loudly: "Brother, it's well said, these dogs claim to be straight ministers, shouting to fight and kill every day, doing all their evil things, and even thinking they are noble and wanting to keep their names in history..."

Zhou Zheng looked up at the young man, with a calm expression and no words.

The young man was smiling proudly, and his eyes suddenly stopped when he looked at Zhou Zheng, his face as if he was constipated.

He knew what to do. Isn’t the treacherous evil spirit in Zhou Zheng’s words just his? Why is he happy?

Li Hengbing frowned, looking at Zhou Zheng with a look of his seniors looking at his juniors, and said, "You may not understand what I did now, but everything I did is for the Ming Dynasty. History books will give me a fair evaluation..."

Zhou Zheng hates such a person who is most righteous and does evil things without knowing it. He bent down and wants to pick up the broken bricks at his feet.

The young man was startled and quickly shouted, "Don't smash it, don't smash it, you'll die if you hit it again. Quickly, turn around, turn around..."

Li Hengbing shook his head with an unspeakable expression, was escorted by the Jinyiwei and turned away.

The young man saw that Zhou Zheng did not continue to smash, and then he felt relieved. He slapped his legs on the horse and said to himself: "Whose child is so stupid..."

Liu Liuzhe was frightened by Zhou Zheng. He watched the Jinyiwei gradually move away, and then he smiled bitterly and said, "Second Young Master, what are you doing..."

Zhou Zheng looked at Li Hengbing's back and snorted coldly, saying, "The Li family is in the prefect, the fertile land of Wanwu. He bought more than a dozen villages. I don't know how many long-term workers, how many tenants, and the shops he runs are even more streets, and you can't imagine that you have a luxury in your life..."

It was the first time that Liu Liuzhe heard it, and opened his eyes wide and said, "How much money does that cost?"

Wanwu, one mu is three mu, that is 30,000 mu! With the shops, the family income is at least hundreds of thousands!

Good, it’s amazing. Thinking about the mere 200 taels donated to the court, it’s so shabby that it can’t be any more shabby.

How can you show off? How thick-skinned are you?
Chapter completed!