In fact, it was not just Yan Shenggong. At this time, all the civil officials who had chosen to support Zhao Huan had already begun to regret their choice.

There are many reasons why they chose to support Zhao Huan at the beginning.

The first is orthodoxy.

Even if the great painter is his father, he has officially abdicated and Zhao Huan has ascended the throne, then this orthodoxy has already shifted to Zhao Huan. For the traditional Confucian system, the relationship between the monarch and the ministers has been determined. They are no longer ministers of the great painters, but the ministers of the new king. Even if the great painter is the Supreme Emperor, he is not qualified to continue to be involved in the government affairs, and should not go out and openly establish a new court.

This is a big painter’s fault!

The Supreme Emperor is the Supreme Emperor and must truly hand over power.

As civil officials who adhere to the Confucian principles, supporting Zhao Huan is a kind of political correctness.

Second, they were already very disappointed with the great painter.

The latter favored the treacherous ministers, Cai Jing and his son, trusted eunuchs, and liked to practice Taoism. In the eyes of the civil officials who claimed to be Qingliu, they were a foolish monarch. They hoped to change a new monarch to bring some changes to the court. This was also the reason why the great painter was later driven back from Jiangnan. After he arrived in Jiangnan, he still reused the Cai family's followers, especially those eunuchs. The officials in Jiangnan had lost their hope of reform and were completely disappointed with him, so they stood by Zhao Huan's side to exclude him.

Even they couldn't say they liked Zhao Huan.

But for them, there was some hope in changing an emperor, and no matter how bad it was, it would not be worse than the great painter who praised the eunuchs to the three dukes.

Third, Wang Yue's performance during his journey south made them more or less fantasy.

During this bastard's journey south, he was almost in the new era, and even the gentry of Hebei praised him.

The military discipline is strict, without any violation, never plunders, and even the crops along the way are strictly prohibited. Even if there are villages next to them, they will not disturb the people. They would rather live in a tent in the wild, which is like the Yue family's army. Therefore, for these gentry near Hebei, especially Shandong and the capital, even if Wang Yue really is Dong Zhuo, with his current style, it seems that it is not a bad thing.

He still has to rely on the gentry after all.

He was indeed a bandit last year, but this year he has obviously taken the right path.

Even if he really usurped the throne, he would not seem to poison the gentry. The throne of the old Zhao family was originally usurped, and it would be no big deal for him to usurpate it. As long as he could maintain the previous style of painting in Hebei, everyone could accept him to change the dynasty. This is also one of the reasons why the gentry in the capital, Shandong and Hebei would rather choose Zhao Huan in this battle between father and son of a great painter. In their opinion, even if Zhao Huan was a puppet for Wang Yue, it would not have any problems with them.

But the great painter set up a new court in Jiangnan and cut off the transport of canal to the north, which was truly related to the vital interests of the gentry in the north.

However……

The Yingtian tragedy revealed Wang Yue’s true form!

This is not the new dynasty, what can be saved, this is purely a bandit!

No matter how foolish a great painter is, he is also a monarch of a standard Confucian system, but what is Wang Yue like? He is still a bandit!

Such great painters have become the object of their miss.

Of course, it is useless for Yan Shenggong to miss the great painter now, at least he still has to pay for it.

In the end, Yan Shenggong began to send 200,000 coins out of the city within one hour...

Of course it's all copper coins.

Many of them even pack sacks in bulk.

On the road from Xianyuan City Gate to Confucius Temple, the villagers who used their cars to push sacks of copper coins into a long and endless row, then walked to Wang Yue, lifted the copper coins directly, and fell directly to the ground. At this time, a very serious problem was born.

"This is not OK!"

Wang Yue said speechlessly.

He missed a very serious problem, that is, the weight of these 200,000 guan of copper coins.

Chongning Tongbao weighs four grams per cent, but it is currently 770 pieces, which is equivalent to three kilograms. The total weight of 200,000 jin is as high as 600...

ton!

And he has a total of six thousand horses.

All cavalrymen are horses and horses.

If it is ten thousand guan, three thousand horses will be transported by car, and one horse will be 100 kilograms.

But two hundred thousand coins...

"Stop, I changed my mind. Don't have copper coins, and all of them are exchanged for gold and silver!"

Wang Yue said very simply.

"Master, you have agreed."

The manager said with a smile.

"Go and burn the temple behind!"

Wang Yue said very simply.

Yang Zaixing cheered and led the soldiers and rushed to the building behind him. It was obvious that he had been waiting for this order for a long time. Killing people and setting fire is the right thing. What is the disadvantage of killing people but not setting fire? I have to say that Yang Zaixing has completely learned bad things.

However, the manager was still unmoved and looked at Wang Yue with a flattering and embarrassed expression.

"Master, this is all agreed."

He nagged.

Just burn it. After burning it, you can't practice it again. Besides, this is not something that was cultivated by the Kong family.

This was built by the Zhao family, not only here, but also Jingling Palace. These were built by the Zhao family. After burning them, they were still repaired by the Zhao family. Copper coins are circulating. In fact, Yan Shenggong didn't really feel sorry for 200,000 guan. The Kong family's sacrificial fields cost tens of thousands of guan each year. But gold and silver are different. They are all wealth accumulated from generation to generation. The gold and silver of the Kong family have been accumulated from generation to generation. Taking out 200,000 guan of gold and silver is also a loss that will hurt the bones.

"That's how it works!"

Wang Yue looked at him with interest.

The manager did not surrender, and it was obvious that he really felt that the 200,000 yuan gold and silver coins were much more valuable than the dilapidated temple.

"Walk!"

Wang Yue suddenly turned his head and said.

The trumpeter beside him immediately blew the trumpet, and at the same time, the flag was waving. Then, under the leadership of the commander himself, the cavalry lined up straight forward. The manager behind him was confused, suddenly a cold sweat broke out, and quickly turned around and ran to the city. As he entered the city, the cavalry led by Wang Yue had quickly submerged the Konglin, which was actually very close. These rough soldiers ignored the anger of the sages below and swept past this solemn pine forest like locusts.

Then the flames accompanied their sweeps, ignited on the ancient pine and cypresses, and quickly turned into a sea of ​​fire that devoured everything.

Fortunately, the forest was not big, and it was early autumn, and the flammable pine needles and dead branches on the ground could burn, so that it would not really form a continuous fire. Under the driving force of the wind, the fire line soon completed the sweep of the entire Konglin, revealing the ground that had turned black again, and the grave mounds that also turned black. In the remaining fire and smoke, the crimes of these evil thieves were accused of the crimes, but they looked like brothers and brothers in the burning complex not far away.

Then Wang Yue returned with the cavalry.

These rough men trampled happily, and many of them simply got off the horse, while Wang Yue stood on the head of the saint.

"Master, let's take them off?"

Yang Zaixing said eagerly.

"Give the saint a face, first see if his so-called descendants are sensible, so that brothers should rest, those who want to dance can dance, and let the saints appreciate our axe dance. No, we cannot be said to be an axe dance, it should be a Gan Qi dance. We are an ancient ritual and are most suitable for Confucius to appreciate, so we will send the order to dance."

Wang Yue said.

"The general has orders, and he dances with an axe in one hand and a side card in the other!"

Yang Zaixing shouted happily to the back.

Then he jumped off his war horse, pulled out the axe from his waist, and took off the side cards. He stood with one axe and the other aside, and started dancing at the saint's grave. Around them, the soldiers got off the horse and picked up the side cards and axes one by one, and stood on the graves accumulated by the Kong family for thousands of years, and started dancing towards Xianyuan City ahead. The trumpets and drummers were blowing and knocking hard. The scene was very lively, and there was a festive atmosphere on the background of flames and smoke. Confucius knew about it underground, so he should feel their enthusiasm.

As for Yan Sheng Gong…

What else can the poor Yan Sheng Gong do?

On the city wall, he saw these rough soldiers standing above their ancestors, trampling on them wantonly, wielding the axes in his hands and dancing the strange dance. Then the scene of the 100,000 people in the Imperial Street in Kaifeng last time came to his mind like a nightmare. At this moment, the rough men who were dancing on the tombs would not dig out the ancestral tombs for him. This Yan Shenggong himself didn't believe it. They even dared to sweep the imperial city, let alone his ancestral tombs, and he couldn't really let the ancestral tombs be digged out.

Soon the delivery from the city was replaced with boxes of gold and silver.

In fact, 200,000 stags of gold and silver are not a small amount, especially the vast majority of the gifts from Yan Shenggong were silver.

At this time, one tael of silver costs about three stakes, that is, two thousand coins. The price of silver fluctuated during the entire Northern Song Dynasty, but it was between 1,000 and 3,000 yuan, and most of the time it was two thousand coins, with the lowest amount not less than one thousand, and the highest amount was that it soared to 3,000 yuan during the Jingkang period. Of course, that was to raise silver for the Jin Dynasty's old men, which could not be considered a normal situation.

The Southern Song Dynasty was directly promoted to a higher level.

After all, giving silver to the Jin Dynasty was a necessary task every year, so the highest record once exceeded 5,500, and 3,000 was the most common situation.

In the end, Wang Yue harvested more than three tons of silver.

After all, the silver impurities problem is serious at this time, so this problem must be taken into account.

Fortunately, after receiving the gold and silver, Wang Yue finally let Confucius go underground, and then with his harvest, he evacuated the immortal source, leaving Yan Shenggong a ruined temple and mansion, and then the ancestral tomb that was trampled into a mess. After crying in front of Confucius' tomb, Yan Shenggong began to go south without hesitation with hatred and anger, going to the Supreme Emperor, the civil and military officials in Jiangnan, and the gentry all over the world for Wang Yue's crimes.

Then he called on the gentry and nobles of the world to gather under the banner of the Supreme Emperor to fight to the end of the old era of the lord of the sages.

Of course, this is what Wang Yue wants.
Chapter completed!