Hundreds of civil and military classes were arranged outside the palace gate.
"Banqi?"
"Banzi!"
The imperial guard shouted loudly, and the chamberlains began to run.
After waiting for a while, the sound of bangs and drums began to sound alternately, indicating that the fifth watch had arrived.
Accompanied by a creaking and grinding sound, the palace door slowly opened.
All the officials filed in with solemn expressions.
Through Daqing Hall... today called Wende Hall, through the solemn eaves of Wende Hall, you can still see the stars in the sky.
The imperial meeting has begun.
…
After all the officials entered the palace, several imperial students went around to the right gate on the west side of the palace city.
Denwen Drum is here.
They had already received help. As long as the officials announced the appointment of Hong Tianxi as the Shaoqing of Dali Temple and reprimanded the traitors, they could submit a letter to the palace.
Although they have no official positions, they represent scholars and public opinion.
Today, we not only want the traitors to be reprimanded, but we also need to take advantage of the victory to pursue those traitors who have harmed the country and sweep them out of the court, and restore the world to its glory...
In the Guanchao Villa, Liu Jinsuo listened to the Wu Geng drum with his ears propped up, jumped up, and paced back and forth anxiously.
"The court has started, the court has started, and the officials want to summon me... Why don't you come and summon me?"
"Why are you anxious?" Lin Zi said: "Li Xiaolangjun has already said that today will be divided into two games. In the first half, Uncle Xie will attack. Just hold on. It will be our turn in the second half."
"But what does this mean?!" Liu Jinsuo said, "I can't even understand it!"
"That is to say, we won't be summoned so soon. Wait."
"I'm anxious, I'm panicked." Liu Jinsuo spread his hands in front of Lin Zi and said, "Look at how sweaty I am..."
"How can you be so alive when your injuries haven't healed yet?" Lin Zi said feebly: "Stop yelling, okay? Isn't it just a face-to-face meeting? What a big deal."
"But where is Mr. Li Xiaolang? Where did he go?"
"Shut up." Lin Zi said, "Do you still need to worry about what he does?"
"But if the officials summon him and he's not around, that'll be terrible. How can we two cope with it?"
"Don't panic." Lin Zi murmured: "Isn't he just the face saint? Mr. Li Xiaolang will be back in a while..."
Hall of Wende.
A solemn court meeting.
"The imperial censor Hong Tianxi was ordered to move to the Shaoqing of Dali Temple to take charge of the Mintian case in Suzhou and receive the order."
"Supervisory censor Hong Tianxi, why haven't you come out yet?!"
"..."
Finally, a faint whisper sounded.
"Where's Hong Tianxi?"
"I saw him during the shift schedule, where was he?"
"Could it be that he was kidnapped by the traitors?"
The commotion is getting louder and louder.
Finally, someone looked up and saw that the official's face had darkened...
The sun's shadow gradually moved away, and it was already noon.
Outside the Youque Gate, the Tai students were already waiting anxiously.
Liu Fu looked up and saw a guard leaving the palace and running past in a hurry.
"what happens?"
"Don't wait any longer, let's send a letter to Fu Que."
Just the four words "Fu Que wrote a letter" made them feel excited.
"Wait a moment." Chen Yizhong said, "Mr. Xu from Zuo Xiang's Mansion hasn't come yet. It's up to him to tell me to wait."
After staring for a long time, I finally saw Xu Lian hurriedly running towards me. He was one of Uncle Xie Fang's staff.
"The news hasn't arrived yet, there may be changes today."
Huang Yong was startled and asked hurriedly: "I wonder what the changes are?"
Xu Lian seemed to be in a hurry and spoke very fast, "I don't know what happened in the palace, but the guards are looking for Hong Tianxi, something will change."
"Then what do we do?"
"That's all, you go back to Taixue first."
"But this, overthrowing the traitors..."
"The time is not right, you wait until you return to Taixue." Xu Lian warned again.
Liu Fu said: "No, it can only be done once and for all, then it will weaken again, and then it will be exhausted..."
Xu Lian said: "I have no time to say more. Remember, go back to Imperial College as soon as possible and don't write a letter."
After he finished speaking, he turned around and left in a hurry.
I saw another man running over and said: "Mr. Xu Sheng, it's not good! Someone saw Hong Tianxi hang up his official seal on the Yushitai, leave Lin'an City, and scream to the sky all the way, cursing... cursing the official Home."
"What did you say?!"
"Hong Tianxi left, and many people saw and heard..."
"How did Hong Tianxi scold me?"
"this……"
"explain!"
In the Wende Hall, Zhao Yun, an official of the Song Dynasty, suddenly shouted loudly.
All the officials were shocked.
The guard who came back to report the news seemed very panicked, but finally reported it.
"He...he scolded Your Majesty for having too many desires, for neglecting political affairs, for transferring power to traitorous ministers, for gradually slacking off his duties, for being too inattentive, for being...actually stupid and unprincipled..."
There was a soft "click" sound, and the imperial edict to promote Hong Tianxi fell to the ground in the hand of the chamberlain.
"Your Majesty, calm down!" The ministers quickly knelt down on the ground.
Ding Daquan turned his head slightly and glanced at Jia Sidao behind him. He thought of what Li Xia said, "Hong Tianxi is Jia Sidao's man," and he understood clearly.
And Jia Sidao's eyes were a little sarcastic, and his eyes fell on Uncle Xie Fang inadvertently.
I saw that Uncle Xie Fang, the left prime minister, seemed to have suddenly become much older...
"Boom!"
Suddenly, a drum sound was heard in the distance.
Uncle Xie Fang slowly turned around, knowing that it was Deng Wengu.
He certainly understood what happened.
He was too impulsive, and the officials were furious. If the students continued to submit the letter, they would be just... seeking death.
Right gate.
"Fu and others, who have been educated by the country's grace and regard the country's interests and interests as their own pain and itching, now bring all their lives to write this letter..."
Liu Fu shouted loudly, and hit the Dengwen drum hard with his drum hammer. There was another loud "dong" sound, which was deafening.
"Brother Shengbo, Brother Shengbo!" Chen Yizhong hugged Liu Fu hard, trying to pull him away, and kept urging him: "Brother Shengbo, this can't be done, let go, look for another chance, look for another chance... …”
"Boom!"
Liu Fu struggled, continued to beat the drum, and continued to shout at the top of his lungs.
"Nowadays, the old gluttons are self-indulgent, and the traitors are still there. They use flattery to carry out Feng's orders, use dangers to set up traps, and use water to steal officials and titles..."
"Don't be like this, Brother Shengbo, things can't be done for nothing, things can't be done for nothing!"
"Your Majesty is not ignorant of talents, but he tolerates the party of empty gentlemen; your Majesty is not intolerant of direct opinions, but he has the courage to oppose public opinion. I don't know why your Majesty has failed this generation, but he has failed your Majesty to come here?!"
"..."
Groups of imperial guards filed out of the palace gate, shouting and cursing: "What grievances do you have that you want to go straight to heaven to hear?!"
"Injustice?" Liu Fu was so angry that his blood was boiling, and he shouted: "Fu's injustice lies in the fact that there are not many good people in the court! Those who have evil intentions use literary words to decorate their tongues, and those who are determined to comply with the violation use the head of a rat to hold a round machine!"
"What are you talking about? Back off now, today is not the time for you to act arrogantly."
Liu Fu's eyes widened with anger and he shouted: "If we don't get rid of the traitors today, when will we get rid of them?! Yan Mingming must be aware that if Gai's crime is as bad as Ying's, if your Majesty stays for one day, it will cause disaster for a long time!"
"Crazy scholar, why don't you back down?!"
Liu Fu seemed to have not heard anything and continued to roar: "Although I borrowed Shang Fang's sword to sharpen his head at the same time, how can I save the country's affairs?!"
"Take it!"
"Who dares to come and get it?!" Huang Yong roared, blood rushed to his forehead, and he spread his arms to block Liu Fu, "No one can touch Uncle Sheng! We have to submit a letter to Fu Que!"
Huang Yong, like Liu Fu, only felt extremely disappointed and angry.
We promised to overthrow the traitors, but it ended up like this? Hastily?
He will never agree.
Liu Fu had already raised the document he was about to submit high and rushed towards Miyagi without hesitation.
"That's right! I'm going to write a letter to you! Please severely punish the traitors!"
"Take it!"
"Protect Brother Sheng!"
Chen Yizhong wanted to pull Liu Fu, but he couldn't hold him back. He gritted his teeth and simply rushed towards the imperial guards with him.
He knew clearly that after Hong Tianxi left with his seal, today's matter had been lost.
But still unwilling, unwilling...
Lin Zezu, Zeng Wei, and Chen Zong also rushed forward.
The first sentence they wrote in the letter was that they had received the country's favor and regarded the country's interests as their own pain and suffering. How could there be any reason to retreat?
"I will submit a letter to Fu Que! Please Your Majesty severely punish the traitors!"
With a "bang" sound, a guard kicked down the six imperial students and pushed them to the ground.
"Get these crazy scholars!"
Liu Fu burst into tears.
He couldn't move his hands and feet, but he still shouted as hard as he could to make his statement.
"The heirs of the country have not been upright, affairs have been prosperous, and the blood of the people's livelihood has been completely cut off! Today's world is a world that our ancestors struggled to accumulate. How can this generation be so bad? Your Majesty! Your Majesty..."
…
Huang Yong is still struggling.
However, the guards held him firmly and even pressed his face to the ground.
Huang Yong felt extremely humiliated that a noble scholar was treated like this by a martial artist, and he felt his heart bleed.
From a distance, a carriage came and stopped outside the palace gate.
Huang Yong glanced over there while struggling, and was suddenly stunned for a moment. He even forgot to continue resisting for a moment.
"Bohu?"
He murmured: "That's...Tang Bohu?"
"Bohu, Bohu! Are you here to submit a letter together? We can't do anything today. We won't spare our lives. Go away! Go away!"