Liao Cheng frowned in the hall door: "What?"

The attendant said, "There are people reading outside..."

There was someone else? Liao Cheng walked out a few steps and turned his ears. Sure enough, a sound came from far and near. He said, "What is this?"

The attendant stepped forward and said, "...this time is the doctrine of the mean."

Liao Chengyang slapped him in the face and said angrily: "Are I asking this?" After that, he shook his sleeves and said, "Go, no matter who it is, you can catch me as much as you come."

The prefect Li, who had failed in dispute with Liao Cheng, had already walked out of the door. He was stunned when he heard the sound of reading. Someone came again? Why are there still students? His eyes were all looking at the field and he couldn't help but be stunned again. This taller young scholar with a more handsome posture... Pei Yanzi had passed the third examination of the county government and was a scholar, not just a student, but a scholar.

Li Guangyuan was stunned: "He is..."

There seems to be something different in Chang'an City?

At this time, a man wearing underwear and hair was standing under the corridor, unfolding a scroll.

"The golden cup, the wine is blood of thousands of people, and the delicious food is delicious in the jade plate. When the candles cry, the people's tears fall, and the singing is high and the complaints are high. The cattle and sheep are given to the jackals and wolves, and they bear all the emperor's kindness for you." He said, and after he recited, he snorted, "It's not a big deal... Is this what Xue Qing made?"

The servant standing in the corridor responded: "I threw it in the street last night... a poem written by pointing at Lord Liao's nose in Shuangyuan..."

Hearing this, the man hummed again, reached out and stroked the hair hanging on both sides to the back, revealing his thin face. It was Lin Xiucai. He said, "Then Xue Qing has the courage this time." He looked down at the poem on the paper, "Although the poem is not very good, he scolded happily..."

The servant shook his head and said, "He is so happy. What's the point... he's caught."

As soon as Lin Xiucai finished speaking, he stared at him and spat: "Idiot! Why can't corrupt officials scold you? What's the use of studying fearlessly? The saint's face was thrown away."

The servant said, "Yes, master, I am afraid of the moral behavior of the powerful and the poor, and I am not a fan of the people and the thieves..."

Lin Xiucai babbled and said, "Can you say such a wonderful word?"

The servant laughed and said, "This is not what the fool said, it is what the students said... As expected, they are all children of saints like the master."

Lin Xiucai recited this sentence for a moment and said, "What exactly did those children do?"

He heard about the students gathered in Shuangyuan yesterday, but as a scholar, he was not interested in paying attention to a group of children causing trouble. Scholars should do good things, so they devoted themselves to reciting poems and writing against each other, and did not know about things outside the window.

The servant told the story with a slight look, and Lin Xiucai was sometimes surprised and sometimes silent when he heard it.

"In the end, Xue Qing sat on the floor while reading a poem about a boy loudly. The students also sat down to ask Lord Liao to arrest people... and then they were all arrested." The servant said with unsatisfactory thought, "...I don't know what happened. Anyway, they will definitely not be able to participate in the county exam next year..."

Lin Xiucai interrupted him and said, "What poem did he recite in the last time?"

The servant said with a whisper and took out another piece of paper from his arms and said, "It's also written... I threw it all over the city last night..."

Lin Xiucai took it and said, "Young man is chivalrous and has a friendship with Wudu Xiong. He has a hole in his liver and gallbladder, and his hair is stubborn. In the conversation, life and death are the same. A promise is worth a thousand gold..." I suddenly said that there was silent here.

The servant waited for a long time without hearing any more words. He looked up and saw that there seemed to be tears in his eyes... Why did he cry?

"Master, you..." he asked carefully.

Lin Xiucai raised his head and sighed, "I remember when I was young..." He said this and recalled his face, and looked down at himself, "To this day, it is like a dream of yellow beams, and he will give up the Danfeng..."

Speaking of this, throw the paper in your hand and walk out.

"People are coming, people are coming, prepare a car. I'm going to meet Brother Wulin and others..."

The servant was startled and said, "Master, you can't..."

Lin Xiucai raised his hand and waved him away, and said loudly: "Don't stop me! Are we not as good as a child? I don't ask for a long tassel, but I'll take the seeds of a genius, and the sword roared in the west wind. I hate climbing the mountain and approaching the water, and I send the seven-stringed tung hand to see the return of the geese."

The servant stopped him again and said, "Master, you can't go like this... you have to comb your hair and change your clothes..."

Lin Xiucai looked down at himself, and then flirted with his hair, saying, "When the candles were already crying, the people's tears fell, the singing was high, the complaints were high, what face should we have for the children of saints change clothes and tie their hair!" After saying that, he pushed away the servant's long sleeves and fluttered and walked outwards.

The master went crazy... The servant looked at him blankly and thought, why are he crazy? He was still fine before... The servant looked down and saw the paper thrown on the ground, so he picked it up... Because of this poem?

.........

Just like the Lin family, many families have woken up or haven't slept all night.

Old Master Liu stood in the yard and had a five-animal show. His head was sweating and his face was rosy. He took the towel handed by his maid and wiped his face, and said, "The Phoenix from the Pei family has also gone? I think he is crazy... He doesn't do this if he wants to gain fame."

In the yard are the masters of the Liu family.

"Previously, the children in the city were in a hurry, and the road was filled with people leaving the city to ask for pleading with him..." said an old man, "I didn't expect it would be the Pei family so soon."

"Not only Pei family, but once Pei Yanzi went, the students in Jielu Club also went there... At this time, they were all sitting around studying outside the Shuangyuan, and Liao Cheng also ordered the arrest of people." Another master said, "There are more families involved this time... Half of the eight major families of the four tribes cannot escape..."

Old Master Liu shouted: "Then we can see how they ask for help this time. The old man used to look noble...especially the Pei family, who doesn't borrow the Jieyuan Garden, looks handsome."

"I never dreamed that my descendants would cause trouble like this. See if they will continue to be noble this time, or lower their heads to plead with mercy." Several masters said with a smile.

As he was talking, someone rushed in.

"...The scholars in the city, including Lin Wen, Jiang Wulin, Wen Mingshan and about twenty-five people, all of whom were disheveled and scattered, all of whom went to Shuangyuan..."

As soon as this sentence came out of the yard, everyone in the yard was stunned. It was a disheveled demeanor, which was an extremely disrespectful demeanor. It was like this when it was a great sorrow and a great demise... These scholars have always regarded themselves as noble and focused on appearance. What are they doing?

"They said they wanted to study, too."

Old Master Liu and others were stunned.

"How come these scholars... have joined in the fun?" someone blurted out.

Scholars are different from students, especially Lin Wen, who are old, identifiable, family and career, and are the masters of the family in the same family... Then this is not the students and children causing trouble.

The yard was quiet, and a servant outside the door took the opportunity to run away and came to Liu Chunyang's study.

"Young Master, Young Master." The servant knocked on the window and said, "What happened again."

The window creaked and opened a crack.

The servant immediately poured beans into bamboo tubes and said that Pei Yanzi went, the students of Jielu Club also went, and the scholars in the city also went, but it was so lively... He talked lively for half a day and found that Liu Chunyang had never responded... Was he scared?

"Young Master, the third master said that many families in the city are causing trouble now... but they are worried. At the beginning, they laughed at us for being flattered and said we were useless. This time, we saw them...Young Master?" said the servant, reaching out and knocking on the window again.

It was silent inside.

No, the young master had already spoken when he heard this news, no... The servant had an unknown thought in his heart, and he lowered his body and opened the window and looked inward... This is the study room for confinement, there is only one room, and you can see it at a glance. At this time, there is no ghost shadow inside.

"Young Master...Young Master is gone." The servant shouted, "Where has the young master been?"

......

At this time, the Beijing soldiers outside the Shuangyuan Gate had already begun to take people.

Liao Chengsha pale his face and pushed away the dissuasion Master Li, pointing to the neatly dressed young man sitting in front of him, and the people of varying ages with disheveled hair and mourning, and screamed: "No matter whether you are scholars or Jinshi in our family, even if you are an adult, our family dares to take it."

The onlookers also looked pale. Looking at the people who sat on the ground without making noise or making noise but were reading loudly, they were a little more confused in addition to fear and panic... So many scholars have come to do this. It seems that it is not the children who make trouble, but the Beijing officials have indeed done something wrong.

Someone jumped out and waved a banner... The banner was the same as the group of students last night, and they were incomplete and messy in the chaos of being caught.

"Reading is afraid of the moral behavior of the powerful and the poor, and being an official does not love the people and the thieves in the clothes and clothes." The young man shouted in a sharp and loud voice, "Catch one of me, and catch tens of millions of people in Chang'an City..."

The onlookers suddenly heard the first sentence I saw, and regarded everyone as a suspect in Chang'an... Everyone in Chang'an was uneasy, and their expressions became a little sad... But a onlooker suddenly turned pale when he heard this sentence. He was not scared by this sentence, but by the person who spoke.
Chapter completed!