Saint of the Confucian way

Jingguo.

Near the new year's capital, there was no joy or flavor. More than 90% of the people took off the red couplets of the red lanterns they had prepared and replaced them with white lanterns, which were written with the word "dian".

When the cold wind blows, it is bitter cold.

The soldiers in the capital, like crazy, kept shuttling through the streets and alleys. When they saw some special white and black couplets on the gate, they tore them off.

Castle Peak is lucky to bury loyal bones, and white iron makes innocent courtiers.

After the news of Fang Yun's death spread yesterday, the people of the whole city poured into the spring garden, resulting in the shortage of black and white cloth in a day.

Although the capital is a semi holy city with more than 3 million residents, it is a super city, but millions of people go, resulting in the paralysis of all roads near the spring garden.

Ten miles from the spring garden, the sound of crying filled the air and stayed for a long time.

Yesterday afternoon, after the news that Zong Sheng temporarily replaced Dong Sheng was released, Zuo Xiang, who was still ill, suddenly convened a cabinet meeting, took the general in charge of inner city security of the city guard by means of thunder, replaced his confidants, prevented everyone from going to the spring garden in the name of the emperor, and dispersed the nearby crowd.

The two sides are on the verge of a hair trigger and may brew a blood case at any time. The great Confucian Jiang Hechuan was forced to personally come forward and call on the people to calm down and dredge the people, which calmed down the situation.

However, the matter is not over.

From yesterday evening, down to civilians and up to Confucianism, a large number of people in the capital began to post the couplets in black and white at the door. There was a soldier who wanted to arrest a family. As a result, the surrounding neighborhoods were excited, surrounded by thousands of people, and finally tore off the couplet.

On the morning of the 16th of the twelfth lunar month, people in the capital woke up and found that there were several volumes of couplets in the courtyard, all of which were "green mountains are lucky to bury loyal bones, and white iron is innocent to cast courtiers".

Black and white words are as sharp as a blade.

So, before the new year's Eve, every family pasted couplets.

The Zuo Xiang Party issued a death order, and all soldiers in the city must tear off all black-and-white couplets.

Everyone knew that the soldiers were also forced and did not argue. They let the soldiers tear them silently. When this wave of soldiers went away, they pasted them silently, stood at the door and silently waited for the next wave of soldiers.

Many soldiers salute the couplet before tearing it, which shows the respect of the other side and hopes to get the understanding of the spirit of the virtual saint in heaven.

On the morning of the 16th of the twelfth lunar month, there was a spectacular scene in the capital. Families dressed in hemp and filial piety stood leaning against the door, holding a couplet in their left hand and a freshly prepared pulp on their right hand. They were still waiting quietly in the heat.

The soldiers bowed from door to door, did not dare to look at the eyes of the people standing at the door, bowed their heads, tore off the couplet and left.

Their eyes were not firm, angry or fanatical. Everyone was calm and terrible, but their eyes were red and swollen.

The soldiers' eyes are swollen, too.

In the Spring Festival, thousands of families are filial.

The matter spread on the list of theories, and scholars from all countries attacked it angrily, but there was no refutation.

Wei Huangan and Meng Jingye came out of the literary world of Chen Sheng family. Chen Mingding, the leader of the Chen family, personally greeted them. After a moment of secret conversation with them, he personally sent them out of the gate and asked Chen Jing, his eldest grandson, to send them to the spring garden.

There was a sad look around Chen's house.

Wei Huangan came out of Chen's house and got on the carriage with Chen Jing and Meng Jingye. He was stunned on the seat and didn't speak for a long time.

Chen Jing didn't speak from beginning to end. The scholar of the holy courtyard had a firm eye and a faint shadow of the sword.

Meng Jingye was the oldest after all. He sighed and asked, "nephew Chen Jingxian, what's the current situation in the capital?"

Chen Jing gently breathed out a breath and said, "Fang Xusheng is the saint meteor, Zong Shengfu is the East Saint, and the left phase thieves celebrate each other. Although the old thief Liu Shan lost all of Mizhou, there are many minions in the court hall. Take this opportunity to return to the cabinet and sweep away the previous decline."

Meng Jingye sighed, "yes, after all, Zuo Xiang is the first of all officials and has arbitrary power. Once he gains power, he will be like a mountain avalanche and unstoppable. Don't say you, even if I meet the Meng family, I can only avoid the edge at this moment."

Chen Jing couldn't help asking, "Uncle Meng, I heard that you went to the ancient land of blood mountain with others. It looks like the Dragon hall, but it's actually the virtual saint of the aid Party. Is the news of Fang's death true?"

Meng Jingye's eyes flashed a painful color, gently nodded his head and said, "I saw with my own eyes that Fang Xusheng was hurt by the power of the ancestor first, and fought fiercely with the demon emperor, falling into the blood awn."

Chen Jing lowered her head, clenched her fists and clenched her teeth.

Wei Huangan opened the curtains and watched the soldiers tear the couplets and the people post them continuously. After a long time, he said, "strange and strange, wonders of today and ancient times."

Chen Jing looked up and said, "Bachelor Wei, the road to the spring garden has been closed by heavy soldiers, and even private demon soldiers are guarding it. What if they don't let us go to mourn?"

"Hold the sword and sing, blood stained the long street!" Wei Huangan smiled, as if such a small matter was not worth mentioning.

Chen Jing's blood surged up and said, "there are such righteous people in the ancient land of blood mountain. It seems that we are waiting to see the sky."

Wei Huangan and Meng Jingye looked at each other. They were quite embarrassed. They couldn't say that not all the scholars in the bloody ancient land were like this. That is, Wei Huangan dared to come alone. The others either became enemies with Fang Yun or began to arrange a way back.

"Holding a sword and singing, blood stained the long street..." Chen Jing looked out of the window and muttered to herself. Her eyes became more and more firm.

Poetry is one. Where there are poems, there must be tunes. Singing often refers to reciting war poems and fighting.

Soon the carriage stopped.

The coachman whispered, "the spring garden is ahead, but it is blocked by thousands of soldiers, and there are more than ten tall barbarians."

"Get out of the car!" Meng Jingye lifted his robe and got out of the car quickly.

When they got out of the carriage, they saw a Jinshi general with thousands of soldiers standing in front, and there were many carriages nearby, including aristocratic families and even people from other countries.

The faces of everyone who visited were full of anger.

Meng Jingye bowed his hand to the soldiers in front and said, "Meng's University scholar Jingye has received the instructions of Nansheng. He comes to mourn with his friends. I hope you can make it convenient."

The Jinshi general's face flashed a complex look, bowed and said, "my junior officer has seen bachelor Meng. I'm gentle, but my duty is to forgive me if there is a conflict. Lord Zuo Xiang has ordered that no one is allowed to pass unless he has written instructions or the decree of Dongsheng Pavilion!"

"Can't Nansheng's oral instructions?" Wei Huangan forbeared angrily.

The Jinshi general said with a bitter face, "for us, it is feasible to have one thousand and ten thousand, but if we let go, Lord Zuo Xiang will kill us."

A man in the back said, "they fart! At dawn, Fang's family went in to offer condolences, and Liu Shan didn't ask them for their heads."

The three were stunned. Chen Jing and Meng Jingye looked at each other and saw something wrong in each other's eyes.

Wei Huangan frowned and said, "Bachelor Meng, you said in the crime hall that the Ji county where the Fang family is located is thousands of miles away from here. How can the Fang family arrive here in a day."

"Not good!" Meng Jingye stepped forward and snapped, "release it right away. Don't blame me for killing!"

Before the Jinshi general could speak, Wei Huangan suddenly opened his mouth. He saw a flash of sword light, flying forward and sweeping with a Shua. The six pretty demon handsome heads standing in front of the team flew up and spilled blood on the long street.

"Those who block me, die!" Wei Huangan's voice echoed in the streets like a torrent.

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