Thirty scout horses, with military horses on their crotches, long swords on their waists, and long bows on their backs.
Chu Qing did not get on the carriage, but rode on a military horse.
It was as if even the war horse beneath his crotch felt Chu Qing's overwhelming anger and was extremely docile.
Clamp the horse's belly, raise the whip, one horse leads the way, followed by dozens of riders behind.
Horses trampled on the snow, people faced the wind, and headed straight for the west gate.
The Qianqi camp inspected the horses, with expressions of solemn expression on their faces. At this moment, on this day, even if Chu Qing ordered all the students in the Imperial Academy to be slaughtered, they would swing down their swords without hesitation.
Luzhu and his wife are not from the Qianqi Camp, but they are the people that the Qianqi Camp should protect the most.
Chu Qing promised them that he would protect them.
The detective horses of Qianqi Camp also silently promised to protect them.
The capital is too big, there are too many little people, and there are even more miserable little people. They have seen too many, and there are only a few who can name them. There are almost no acquaintances. They dare not meet each other, because even if they do, they will not know each other.
Nothing can be done.
But the appearance of Luzhu and Chu Qing let them know that they could do something.
Zhang Songling drove merchants to oppress the people, made countless fortunes, and destroyed many families.
Where is the Imperial College and where are the students of the Imperial College?
Luzhu and his wife endured the humiliation and endured many hardships, including almost losing their lives, before helping Qianqiying uproot the Zhang family.
But now, the Imperial College students who turned a blind eye to Zhang Songling's evil deeds have arrested Luzhu's wife!
Pushing Hanmen Academy away, extinguished the flames lit by Chu Qing.
The outside world didn't know at all that Chu Qing had told Fu San that the students of Hanmen Academy must have children from Tanma of Qianqi Camp, and Tanma's children could not be allowed to become Tanma who licks blood with a knife in the future.
Chu Qing didn't know that Fu San had told the detectives this.
Detective horses, how can you not be angry!
Changjing Ximen appeared in Chu Qing's sight.
More than a hundred supervisors from the Imperial College also appeared in Chu Qing's sight.
Chu Qing pulled the reins, and the horse was very obedient. It snorted and stopped in the wind and snow.
The scouts got off their horses and lined up in a row.
More than a hundred supervisors walked through the side door, waving their arms and shouting loudly, like a victorious and triumphant army, attracting frequent glances from the people around them.
The cold wind blew on Chu Qing's face, chilling him to the bone.
Two rabbit ears fluttered in the strong wind.
"Here." Tao Ruolin raised her head and held the white fox fur high.
Chu Qing was so anxious that when he ran out of the government office anxiously, he even forgot to put on his fox fur.
The supervisors also saw Chu Qing and the detective horses from the Qianqi Camp whose faces were colder than the cold wind.
There was a brief commotion in the crowd.
But only for a few short moments, these scholars, who were as brave as the sky and brave as hell, came over and followed the cold wind.
Those who follow the wind are proud and proud.
Those who go against the wind have a grim face.
Even if the wind is favorable, those who follow the wind will still feel cold, because they have never faced the wind and snow directly, like a prisoner.
It is normal for those who go against the wind to walk against the wind and face the wind and snow, like Chu Qing.
Chu Qing, who was walking against the wind, had already turned into a violent storm, colder than the wind and colder than the snow.
The leader was none other than Gao Fenghuang, the sixth-year supervisor whom he met at Zuilailou last night and who also claimed to be Gong Chengan's chief disciple.
The two sides are getting closer and closer.
The people around him stopped, looked, and retreated far away.
Another group of people came to the west gate of the city.
Common people, the common people who send their children to school, but they have to line up to enter the city and cannot go through the side door because they are not scholars.
They followed all the way, feeling helpless.
The child is reading well, but why can't he read well on the first day?
They were also at a loss. They didn't even know where to go. They just followed this group of scholars and wanted to ask this group of proud people. If that rich benefactor opened a poor academy again, would you... not withdraw?
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The trembling children looked up at their parents, their eyes full of confusion.
Dad, Mom, it’s the sound of us reading. Is it too noisy? If yes, we won’t argue anymore. We want to study, read gently, don’t disturb them, don’t tear down the school, okay?
"It's you?!" When he was less than ten steps away from Chu Qing, Gao Fenghuang's expression changed slightly.
He recognized Chu Qing and the scouts from the Qianqi Camp wearing black long robes.
Chu Qing looked past Gao Fenghuang, trying to look through the wind and snow to find Zhang Ermei and Jiuniang.
The wind got wilder and the snow got heavier, and he couldn't find the person he was looking for.
Turning his eyes back to Gao Fenghuang, Chu Qing crossed his fingers, but did so expressionlessly.
Gao Fenghuang was furious: "I'm not afraid of you. I, as scholars, are not afraid of you Qianqiying!"
Only timid native dogs bark.
Only timid people will scream.
Barking and barking seem to give meaningless courage to timidity.
More than a hundred supervisors shouted.
"We are the supervisors of the Imperial College. What are you doing blocking the road? Get out of here..."
"Under the emperor's feet, the world is bright and clear, and the Qianqi camp is lawless..."
"My son's father is the supervisor. If you don't get out of the way, my father will slap you hard in front of the emperor and his ministers..."
"Qianqiying is a traitor to the country. Thousands of thieves from Chu have been accused. In broad daylight, you are going to do the opposite..."
Chu Qing let out a breath of turbid air silently.
He finally found the miserable couple, Luzhu and Jiuniang.
Among the crowd of prison guards, Luzhu had disheveled hair and some disheveled clothes. She hugged Jiuniang tightly, who was holding back her tears and not daring to cry out.
Jiuniang wears two different red cotton shoes, one big and one small.
Because Luzhu was missing one shoe, he had one bare foot, and his right foot, which was already livid from the cold, was stepping on the snow.
Jiuniang's shoes were lost, so Lvzhu put her shoes on Jiuniang's feet, hugged Jiuniang, and walked on the bone-chilling snow with one bare foot. The scholars turned a blind eye.
Without any indication from Chu Qingzuo, Fu San got off the horse.
A stern face looked at Chu Qing.
Fu San shouted loudly: "Chu Qing, I have long disliked you. It doesn't matter if you don't do this to protect the hospital. From now on, you can't even think about driving me anymore."
The detective horses exclaimed, and Fu San turned around and walked towards the many supervisors.
Chu Qing remained expressionless, riding on his horse and looking at the supervisors.
Fu San walked over step by step, facing the wind and snow.
Gao Fenghuang suddenly stretched out his hand and shouted sternly: "What are you going to do..."
The word "what" was not shouted out, but there was a miserable howl.
Gao Fenghuang's wrist was broken, broken by Fu San with one hand.
Fu San waved his hand and Gao Fenghuang fell to the ground.
Many prison guards were in complete commotion. No one expected that someone would dare to beat them.
Fu San still walked forward, using the most time-saving method to walk in a straight line. There were many people on this straight line, blocking many people, including many Imperial College supervisors.
Under Fu San's cold gaze, the prison guards cursed loudly but kept retreating.
The wind and snow were accompanied by shouts and curses, but Fu San turned a deaf ear.
A heavy bamboo slip was thrown towards Fu San's forehead.
A cold light flashed, and the short sword Qianji, which the Emperor had killed countless Liang thieves, was in Fu San's hand.
The sword is given to heroes. In the eyes of Lao Si, Chu Qing is the hero who chops the thorns.
But in Chu Qing's eyes, Fu San was Chu Qing's hero.
The bamboo slips were scattered on the ground, but Fu San still walked forward.
Seeing the knife, the prison guards were shocked again.
Fu San finally came to Luzhu's mother-in-law.
Luzhu was very strong. She stepped barefoot in the snow, but gritted her teeth and hugged Jiuniang tightly.
The wind, snow and humiliation did not make Luzhu show any signs of cowardice.
After seeing Fu San, Lu Zhu cried, and her big tears fell into the snow.
There was a rope and a hemp rope tied around Luzhu's waist, just like the livestock that was about to be sold in the North Market.
On the other end of the hemp rope was a student from the Imperial College.
A cold light flashed, the hemp rope was split into two, and Fu San inserted the Qianji back into the scabbard on his waist.
"I am a nurse, and I have to protect the young master."
Fu San's face, which was colder than a thousand-year-old iceberg, finally changed and became full of disgust. Even his tone was so disgusting: "How can I have so much free time to take care of you? What a fucking trouble."
Walking all the way from the western suburbs, Luzhu hugged Jiuniang's arms tightly and finally relaxed.
Jiuniang threw herself into Fusan's arms, endured the crying all the way, and finally released herself. In an instant, hot tears wet Fusan's front.
Fu San stopped Jiuniang in his arms, squatted down again, and suddenly stretched out his right hand to stop Jiuniang's waist.
In full view of the public, in the wind and snow, when Fu San stood up again, Lv Zhu was already on his shoulders, and Jiuniang was held in his arms.
Turn around and stride forward, Fu San, move forward indomitably.
Tao Ruolin, who was standing next to Chu Qing, finally understood why Bihua fell in love with Fu San and why Fu San was never forgotten. She also finally understood why the guards and guards who came back from the border had to treat Fu San even if they were in official positions.
Call him "Third Brother" three times.
The army will rush into the enemy formation without hesitation.
But which army would be like Fu San, rushing into a group of scholars who were more ferocious than the enemy thieves?
Luzhu, who was held by Fu San on his shoulders, let out an exclamation.
A long stick hit Fu San hard on the waist.
The person who took action was a supervisor from the Imperial College.
This prisoner's face is indeed more ferocious than the enemy's.
"We are scholars who are capable of both literary and military skills. How can we let you, a hawk and lackey, be so rampant and dare to take action? We are not afraid of you!"
The supervisors gathered around.
The scholar holding a long stick shouted again: "The poor academy is a place where evildoers hide and invade. Don't let this running dog take people away. This prostitute and bitch are the ironclad evidence. Hold the ironclad evidence and kill the traitors."
Kill the thief today!"
The prison guards were gearing up.
If they were not prison students, it gave them courage.
It was Fu San's hands that gave them courage.
Because Fu San's left hand stopped Jiuniang, and because Fu San's right hand hugged the green pearl, this was the source of their courage.
Another kick hit Fu San's back knee hard.
Fu San staggered two steps, but still walked forward, but in front of him were walls of people, with their sleeves rolled up.
Lu Zhu was like crazy. She wanted to jump down and fight these scholars. She waved her arms randomly and waved her long nails. Along the way, the woman walking barefoot and silently was full of dirty words.
Ruiyu also begged and begged Fusan to let her down. This time, it was her turn to protect her third brother.
Chu Qing finally dismounted, threw away the white fox fur, turned around, and looked at Jiang Yuesheng.
"You are not allowed to move. No one is allowed to hurt these prison students except me."
Chu Qing's face was calm and his tone was also calm.
When you are extremely angry, you are calm.
He wanted to put the Imperial College students into a place of eternal destruction, so no one from the Thousand Cavalry Battalion was allowed to move.
Except him, except Chu Qing, a man from Si'an County.