Zhang Nian's family gathered into the chariot and horses and people flew away.

Xue Qing watched them leave and turned to Zhang Liantang: "I decided to be classmates with you." Zhang Liantang followed Mr. Zhou. Mr. Zhou liked poetry and had previously invited Xue Qing to study with him.

Zhang Liantang said: "Don't worry, I will try not to invite you to eat or drink."

Xue Qing laughed, as smart as Zhang Liantang, probably seeing something.

Zhang Liantang turned around and walked, and said, "You said right at the beginning. If you were familiar with you, you would naturally not bully you for their injustice... Who dares to bully you? You will be rewarded for your kindness and revenge for your grudge."

Xue Qing just smiled and said, "Go home quickly, your family is worried."

Zhang Liantang shook his head and said, "I have to see someone."

......

Officials from the Ministry of Justice quickly interrogated the suspects, released the irrelevant people, and beheaded all the convicted murderers except a few important criminals.

The people in Chang'an City are like the New Year these days. First, the city was opened, and then the court released students and suspects. Everyone was spared from the fear of being regarded as rioters, and then they could be beheaded...

The court of Chang'an City is right in front of the Chang'an Government Office. Zhong Shisan turned himself in here with a banner. Today, people are crowded here to see the beheading.

Nuannuan jumped and wanted to go forward but didn't dare to go forward. She turned around and saw Xue Qing walking out of the crowd. She hurriedly called the young master to follow.

On the other side of the government office, a team of people was about to set off, with soldiers surrounding a prison cart. A thin young man was sitting alone in the prison cart, his hair was blown up by the wind, revealing his head and face with only one ear.

He seemed unable to hear the noise here, but just looked up at the sky, greed that hadn't seen him for a long time and would never see him again.

This is the prisoner Zhong Shisan.

The people of Chang'an City have seen him surrender, and now his appearance is not as fun as the beheading, so people soon dispersed and rushed to the court.

The two teenagers and a little girl were particularly conspicuous when they stood by the roadside, alarming the officials on the other side. The officials were a little surprised, and some officials from Chang'an Prefecture recognized them.

"...it's the young master of the Zhang family..."

"... Xue Qing from the Guo family..."

"...Is Xue Qing the one who wrote the poem?"

"... don't look at this when you look at the behead?"

After a whisper, the Beijing officials scolded them for not approaching, and Zhang Liantang bowed and signaled that he would stop and not get close.

The Beijing soldiers and guards were too lazy to drive them away. At this time, they were eager for someone to come and rob Zhong Shisan... What better thing than waiting for a rabbit? The two young men did not get close. One of them shouted loudly: "Zhong Shisan, Zhong Shisan."

Zhong Shisan, who was in the prison car, turned his eyes slightly when he heard the sound, and he took it back from the sky. His eyesight was also affected. He seemed to be unable to see the person calling him clearly, but he recognized the voice.

"Is it... the guy in the next prison?" he said.

The officials' eyes gathered again, including Duan Shan. He knew what the guy in the next prison meant. The two of them were detained by their neighbors in Shuangyuan that day. The guards also reported to Zhang Liantang to take the initiative to talk to Zhong Shisan...

Zhang Liantang did not retreat. Although Zhong Shisan could not see it, he still smiled and said, "I'll see you off."

After finally clearing the suspect, he came to have a relationship with Zhong Shisan at this time. The officials around him looked complicated, and a few of them had a good relationship with the Zhang family frowned... Zhang Liantang has now become a headache for the Chang'an government. The teenagers in Chang'an government don't know what happened. The so-called playboys don't fight with neighbors, but instead hurt the government and scared the family.

Zhong Shisan laughed and said, "Thank you...young man, study hard."

Zhang Liantang responded and said, "You go well...If there is a next life, please study hard." Liao Cheng was convicted and Zong Zhou was not guilty of working diligently for the court, so the murderer who assassinated Zong Zhou would definitely die.

Zhong Shisan laughed again, looking at him with his eyes, as if he wanted to see clearly, but in the end he was ineffective, so he simply sat down and stopped looking, and said, "Thank you, brother, for sending me off. I happened to ask you for help if I had a favor."

Help? The officials around were nervous again.

Zhang Liantang was not afraid and replied: "Please speak."

Zhong Shisan leaned against the wooden railing of the prison car and looked at the lofty sky again, and said, "That day, I heard a poem outside. I didn't hear it clearly, and I didn't have the chance to ask you again..."

Not long after Zhang Liantang and Zhong Shisan talked that day, they were interrupted by the guards. Maybe they didn't want to cause trouble for Zhang Liantang, so Zhong Shisan never spoke again.

Zhang Liantang said: "Which song?"

Zhong Shisan said: "Young and young men are chivalrous, they have a friendship with Wuduxiong. They have a hole in their liver and gallbladder, and their hair is stubborn. In the conversation, life and death are the same..."

Before he finished speaking, another crisp sound rang out.

"...A promise is worth a thousand gold. It is brave. It is proud and unrestrained. It is light and embraces. It is a flying roar. It fights the east of the city..."

Zhong Shisan stopped chanting and listened attentively until the sound fell. He raised his hand and patted the prison car and laughed: "That's right, thank you, thank you."

Xue Qing said: "No thanks."

Zhong Shisan said: "When I hear this wonderful poem, I will have no regrets when I die. How dare I ask who the author is?"

Xue Qing said: "You are going to die. What's the point of knowing who the author is?"

Zhong Shisan looked at his place and squinted his eyes and seemed to see a thin young man in blue clothes, saying: "A person lives for a lifetime, seeks a name, is upright, and passes on to the world. Although I am dying, there is one more person who knows the name of the author, which is also the author's honor."

Is it actually a honor to be known to a person? Zhang Liantang smiled and said, "This person is..."

Xue Qing cut off his words and said, "He Zhu."

Zhang Liantang was slightly surprised and said nothing. Zhong Shisan smiled and said, "He Zhu, a good name." After that, he patted his knees, "...it's like a yellow beam dream, saying goodbye to the phoenix; the bright moon together..." He recited repeatedly, and ignored the two of them.

The officials also finished talking and got on the bus and set off. The people's screams came from there, and it seemed that a head fell to the ground.

The guards of the Beijing soldiers began to drive them away: "Get back."

Xue Qing and Zhang Liantang took a few steps back, looking at the noise of exclamations and the rippling carriages and horses, Zhong Shisan sat in the prison carriage and slapped his knees and chanted in the sky.

Xue Qing suddenly sighed, "Binding a tiger's hand, hanging on the estuary of a river, carriages like chickens and horses like dogs. White Lun scarves, pounced on yellow dust, I wonder if we are weeds? The orchids send guests to Xianyang Road, if there is love, the sky will grow old..."

While sighing, he turned around and tapped his bamboo stick.

Zhong Shisan stopped chanting behind him, and listened hard to Xue Qing's voice in the noise. When he heard the first sentence, he immediately looked confused, murmured with his hands, hanging on the river mouth, carriages like chickens and horses like dogs, white Lun scarves, and swooping against the yellow dust...

"Brother, what's this called?" he asked loudly again.

Xue Qing did not look back and said loudly: "It's hard to walk."

Zhong Shisan was stunned: "It is difficult to walk, it is difficult to walk.... I drink a lot of food, and I live longer, my hair is green and I have never seen it before..." Suddenly, I raised my head and laughed loudly, making me feel desolate and sad.

The laughter gradually faded away, and the noise of the Chang'an government office was also left behind. The young man in green clothes walked slowly, Nuannuan jumped in front of him.

Zhang Liantang followed him silently after the mistake. He looked back and saw that the carriage and horses had gone away. He could still hear Zhong Shisan's chanting. Thinking of Zhong Shisan's respect for asking the author of the poem, he said, "Many people remember the name Zhong Shisan." After all, he was the main culprit who assassinated Zong Zhou... "It was also a blessing in this life."
Chapter completed!