The examiners were drinking tea and chatting in the Tribute Courtyard, preparing to go back to their respective homes after lunch, but they didn't expect things to change suddenly.

He Changxu, as the chief examiner, naturally wanted to abbot the overall situation, and brought the other examiners to the gate of the Gongyuan Academy, wanting to arrest all the troublemakers, but when he saw the hundreds of people blocking the door, he was also a little dumbfounded in his heart, but he was still calm in the end, and he didn't show it on his face.

He took a look in the crowd, took a fancy to Zhang Tian, who was the most ferocious, and immediately ordered someone to arrest that Zhang Tianxian.

Zhang Tian is not afraid, he now has hundreds of people behind him to support him, this matter is destined to make a big fuss, he squeezed into the crowd on the one hand, and loudly incited other people on the other hand.

"In the same year, these officials, all of them did not take us scholars seriously, we studied to serve the court and benefit the people, but they only served themselves and their children and grandchildren when they became officials, why did we fail repeatedly? How many three years, seven years, nine years, or a lifetime?

Liu Gan, the servant of the ministry, accepted 50,000 taels of silver from Sun Laishi's father, and promised to give Sun Laishi's quota to Sun Laishi, in the same year, Sun Laishi had a few catties and a few taels, he was not even Xie Yuan last year, how could he be admitted to Huiyuan?

This test is unfair, it is all controlled by the officials, we scholars, if we don't theorize, there will be no way out, and in the future, our children and grandchildren, it will be even more difficult to have a way out, we can only be pressed by these magnates, I am unwilling, unwilling. ”

His words immediately incited the angry lifters, and everyone shouted in unison, and the shouts were deafening, and when they saw a group of guards rushing over, they also let the people out, and rushed into the tribute courtyard like a swarm, beating people when they saw them, and smashing things when they saw them.

There were only about 30 soldiers guarding the courtyard, but there were hundreds of people who made trouble, which was almost an overwhelming victory.

He Changxu didn't expect things to suddenly get out of control, those angry lifters, the first thing they rushed into the tribute courtyard was to beat him, he could calm down first, and scolded the guards to arrest people quickly, but the guards had already been subdued by others, and even the weapons in their hands were robbed.

He Changxu was frightened at this time, this black oppressive group of people, one person could trample him to death with one foot, he didn't care about any official body, and immediately fled to the inner courtyard. As soon as he fled, the others also fled privately, and for a time there was chaos in the Gongyuan.

The people chased the officials and beat them, and those officials who pride themselves on being noble on weekdays only cared about holding their heads and running around at this time, but how could they escape, the tribute courtyard was so big, and soon someone was caught, and then they were punched and kicked for a while.

Liu Gan hid in a room, and saw through the crack in the door that a colleague outside the door had a bruised nose and swollen face, and his face was bloody, and it seemed that there was only air in but no breath out.

His face turned pale with fright, and he quickly bolted the door shut, and waited for the group outside to leave, but before he could catch his breath, the door was kicked violently.

Liu Gan jumped open in shock, looking at the door in horror, gradually, more and more people gathered outside the door, and the overwhelmed door was finally kicked open with a bang.

He only felt that the world was spinning for a while, and then there was a fist that split his head and covered his face, and there was no place in his waist, abdomen, back and head that had not been hit, he could only curl up on the ground, spit blood from his mouth after being beaten, and even felt that his death was coming.

Tinnitus and dazzled, as if he heard someone talking, he listened carefully, but listened to the man:

"Kill him and kill him, that is, the number of tributes he sold, Liu Gan, the servant of the ministry, 50,000 taels of 1 yuan, 30,000 taels of tribute, he bought at least dozens of places, and collected millions of taels of silver. This kind of corrupt official should be beaten to death. ”

As soon as these words fell, the fists on his body became more and more dense, Liu Gan was almost fainted by the beating, he was already numb from pain, and he could only think about what the man said just now, what did he mean? Why did this tribute seller pot become his back? This should also be carried by the Ministry of Rites.

"It's not me---- I didn't sell it, I didn't ---- the official," his voice was drowned out in an angry scolding. Liu Gan only felt that his breathing was getting weaker and weaker, but he didn't expect that he had been an official for decades, and today he would be beaten to death by a group of scholars, which is really a big joke.

Just when he was dying, they heard a loud roar from each other: "Don't stop yet." Immediately after, a group of neat footsteps rushed through the door, and then, he only felt that the fists on his body were getting fewer and fewer, and the pain seemed to lessen.

"Lord Shilang----?" Someone shouted in his ear, Liu Gan opened the bruised and swollen eyes with difficulty, only one eye slit remained, but when he saw that it was Liao Weizhang, he mourned in his heart, and actually cried with a whimper, "Lord Liao, if you come later, the old man's life will be gone." ”

Inside the tribute courtyard, a large group of people were gathered in the center, and a group of guards with weapons in their hands were surrounded by the periphery, and it seemed that there were fifty or sixty people, all of them were very strong, and these people were brought by Liao Weizhang.

Liu Gan was supported, walked to the courtyard with difficulty, and saw that other colleagues were the same as himself, and he was beaten without human appearance, he had never suffered such a loss, he was beaten half to death by a group of rude lifters, and the anger in his heart was unbearable, pointing at the group of lifters and saying angrily: "You deserve to die, insulting and beating the court officials, this is a capital crime, a capital crime." ”

He Changxu is still the main examiner in the end, and the Gongyuan is still up to him, but his anger is no less than that of Liu Gan, and he said to Liao Weizhang: "Lord Liao, these people are all arrested and sent to the Yamen of Jingzhao Mansion, I will immediately write to the emperor to ask the emperor, these people should be cut by a thousand knives." ”

In the end, He Changxu has a big official position, but Liao Weizhang didn't buy him a few more accounts, but just arched his hand and said: "These troublemakers, I naturally have to escort them back first, but the matter is in the territory under my jurisdiction, and I also want to explain it clearly to the emperor, as for how the emperor deals with these people, the emperor has the final say." ”

Zhang Tian knew that there was no way to escape now, and he was not afraid of death until now, so he stood up and said: "My lord, we are originally students who read the books of sages and sages, and we are powerless students, but we are really forced to die by these officials who are making trouble today.

We studied hard for ten years in order to one day be able to make a name for ourselves, but these people sold the tribute quota to the sons of those powerful dignitaries.

We came all the way from the locality, it will take two months to come and go, and those who fail to make the list have to wait for another three years, it is not easy to be in the middle of the list, but they still have to treat us scholars like this, this is not fair, this is the persecution of our world's scholars, if we don't raise our hands to resist, there will be no more scholars in the future. ”