Before he could take a few steps far, he saw the big-nosed student running to the center of the crowd, climbing on top of the wooden barrel placed outside a tavern, and shouting to the crowded students: "In order for the king to hear the voice of our scholars, I call on everyone to find the objects that can be knocked around us, so that our voice can reach the innermost part of the royal city, reach the ears of the king, and reach the hearts of every common people in Anyang Kingdom." ”

The gathered readers nodded yes, and after a while, they could see that the previous only readers were very different, and each of them held an object in his hand that could make a loud sound.

Lu Fusheng took a closer look from a distance, it was normal for a few immature schoolchildren to hold gongs and drums, but where could they find so many gongs and drums in Bo'an City in time, after all, a scholar is a reader, and his brain is quite good.

Therefore, you can see which Xiucai who opened a restaurant is struggling to knock with a copper pot rolling pin, and which Xiucai who makes a living from sachets takes out the bottles and cans at home to knock, and it is really impossible to find a scholar who can make a sound.

An old man who had read half his life and failed to get the slightest fame pushed away the crowd in front of him and shouted, "Get out of the way, look at me." "Don't look at this old man who has no talent for reading, but he has lived for half a life and has rich life experience, and he knows what makes the loudest noise.

Just look at this old man holding a suona in his mouth and blowing hard, this suona is worthy of being a hooligan in the musical instrument world, as soon as this sound comes out, who will compete. The most clearly heard sound on this big Xuanwu Avenue is this suona sound, but Lao Suo doesn't know the rhythm of music, just blowing blindly with his strength, where does the musical beauty come from, just a unique and strange noise.

First of all, they have brains and mouths, and they can stir up the rebellious psychology of the ignorant masses who do not know the truth, and those who can kill people are not necessarily only the knives and guns in the hands of military generals, and the brushes that scholars gather together are also another weapon to kill. What's more, military generals only kill people based on a momentary mood, while scholars kill people with a crusade to deceive Jinglun and be righteous and stern, and they can still stand on the side of justice after killing.

A little bit of the news made this matter more and more uncontrollable, as a scholar he needs the courage to be the first, compared to the Anyang ministers who still insist on kneeling outside the noon gate in the rain at this moment, compared to the black gauze hat on their heads, compared to their fear of the current king, compared to the way of Confucius and Mencius that still exists in their hearts, these scholars on the Xuanwu Avenue have nothing to fear, and some of the Xiucai who have achieved fame in the examination are even more arrogant, feeling that they are standing on the high ground of justice and judging the inferiority of the king, and they feel that the great things they are doing now are greater than those former ministers who turned the tide and helped the building to fall, relying on his identity is even more nonsense, maybe thinking that he can get some benefits from it in the future.

There are only a few people who can see the situation clearly, and they don't dare to speak at will.

For the sake of a random thought, in order to let the king hear the voice of the scholars, or to let the king begin to fear the strength of the unity of the scholars, these unscrupulous scholars climbed the bell tower, even if they were useless and weak scholars on weekdays, a few veterans guarding the building could not withstand far more than their own fists, not to mention that there were more people and they became bolder. I don't know who didn't blame the people, and the red-eyed scholars tied up the officers and soldiers and grabbed the drumsticks. From this moment on, the morning bell and dusk drum of Bo'an City lost the role of timekeeping, because from this moment on, the bell tower and drum tower began to beat non-stop.

The entire Bo'an City was plunged into noise, and even the Sevi Paladins and Xiao Chen An, who were investigating the whereabouts of the Holy Maiden in the vicinity of Bo'an City at this moment, were very strange about what happened in Bo'an City, and the villages that were so far away could hear the sound from Bo'an City.

Lu Fusheng, dressed as Ning Caichen, was happily carrying his small bookcase, singing a small song and walking forward, still silently thinking in his heart why there was no woman among the readers, how could he find Xiaoqian, and he really couldn't find a play that could play Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai.

Before I could go farther, I heard louder and louder noises, more and more crowds of people, who were just demonstrations and protests by scholars at first, but now they have become a common activity of the whole city, regardless of men, women and children, no matter what kind of livelihood they do, they all carry objects that can make noise and knock all over the city, and gray-haired people who can't go out of the street also sit and bang at home with their rice bowls to show their support.

Lu Fusheng, who couldn't sleep last night because of Annie's crooked interest in learning to sing opera, looked at these people who seemed to be brainwashed and slapped himself in the mouth, and reflected: "Call me cheap, call me cheap." ”

The big-nosed scholar standing on the barrel in the distance was directing everyone to beat the neat drum in order to make the loudest noise, and accidentally noticed that the classmate who had given him such a good idea was slapping his mouth, thinking that something had happened to this kind-hearted classmate, he hurriedly jumped down from the barrel, picked up the crowd and came to Lu Fusheng's side and asked, "Classmate, why do you slap yourself here?"

Maybe because of a small idea that caused a lot of noise in the city, I realized my identity as a scholar, and I realized that I would be able to worship in the future when I was so capable, and I became literary again.

Lu Fusheng, who was slapping him, couldn't say that it was because he didn't say a few words that caused noise around him, otherwise Lu Fusheng believed that if he said his true thoughts, he would be beaten to death by the indignant crowd around him, fortunately, Lu Fusheng himself was not a fool, he knew when to disguise and blend into the crowd, and said with a slightly regretful face: "Oh, it's really guilty, I wanted to find an object that could knock on it, but I couldn't find it when I looked around." ”

The big-nosed scholar touched his nose and said, "I didn't expect you to be such a good classmate who works hard to make the country and worry about the people." Unconsciously took out a small thin copper plate from his arms and handed it to Lu Fusheng, and then found a stone from the ground at random and said: "This copper plate was originally mine, and I will give it to my classmates today, and I hope that my classmates can make a sound for the benefit of the people and live up to the expectations of the people." ”

After taking the copper plate and stone handed over, Lu Fusheng subconsciously knocked on it, and secretly said in his heart that there is a reason why these useless scholars can't get famous, even if this time it was instigated by the prince, these useless scholars want to organize in front of people, get into the eyes of the prince, and be able to get an official and a half-job in the future, but these people never thought that they could protest against the king for the prince today, and they can also protest against the prince for other things in the future, people have habits and bad habits of bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, if the prince really succeeds to the throne and becomes the king, where do they dare to use these thugs, in the eyes of the prince, these scholars are no longer capable ministers of the world, but thorough thugs。

Besides, it is the king who is in power now, and if he offends the king, he may not even be able to see the sun tomorrow.

This matter must be beyond the prince's control and expectations, and now even if the prince comes forward to stop, not only will no one listen, but even those who are encouraged to read and be encouraged without knowing the truth will begin to re-examine the prince, and his position as the prince is not guaranteed, and the only thing he can do now is to shut up and stop talking.

The big-nosed scholar saw Lu Fusheng's light blow, and the knock was obviously not distracted, and he was not very happy: "Isn't it that my classmates don't have the same heart, don't they really want to think about the current situation, and don't want to live forever in Anyang? ”

"Ahh Lu Fusheng, who was reasoning and thinking about other things in his heart, was stunned for a moment, looked at the eyes of the people around him, and applied a trace of aura for fear of provoking the anger of the public, and tapped the copper plate in his hand, and immediately made a more powerful sound, and the big-nosed scholar changed his face when he heard it, and hurriedly pulled Lu Fusheng's arm and walked out, climbed back to the wooden barrel where he stood at the beginning, stood on it and whispered to his ear: "Fellow student, see that you are very talented in knocking copper, if I have a day of soaring in the future, I will not forget the help of today's classmates." Next, I will ask my classmates to knock on the momentum for me. ”

This big-nosed scholar obviously regards Lu Fusheng as the little brother he just received, and he is still very satisfied with the little brother.

Although Lu Fusheng could refuse the request of the big-nosed scholar, he still wanted to see how far things would go, so he stayed by the barrel and knocked on the copper plate and listened to the big-nosed scholar say highly inflammatory remarks to those people who didn't know what to do.

The time of a pillar of incense passed, and Lu Fusheng, who was knocking on the copper plate on the side, also understood why this matter could evolve from just a crowd protest of scholars to a protest of the people of the whole city, this is definitely not his own fault, but these scholars are just promoting too inflammatory remarks to mislead the people, and there must be more than a conspiracy on the prince's side behind this.

At first, Lu Fusheng looked down on the big-nosed scholar who was standing on the barrel at the moment, but after listening to this pillar of incense, he understood that this big-nosed scholar was definitely a good speaker, able to capture the hearts of the people very well and arouse their rebellious emotions, and he was definitely one of the main ones that triggered the protests.

The big-nosed scholar stood on top of the wooden barrel and asked the people in a circle in the rain in a loud voice: "Everyone, now the king listens to slander, ignores the ancestral system, and orders the king of Wei to take real power, which is against the way of heaven. Then he pointed to the sky and said: "Yesterday was in power, and today it rains heavily, isn't this God's warning?"

Although the remarks made by the big-nosed scholar seemed too far-fetched to Lu Fusheng, he could instantly capture the psychology of the people who wanted to continue listening.

"Anyang is prosperous, but this prosperous world can not last forever, everyone think about it, since it is a prosperous age, why do we buy more and more silver for daily needs? Why do we get more and more rice grain for the landlords and old wealth? Is there someone behind this to blame, who is greedy for these silver taels, the inner supervisor who came out of the royal city can reveal that the king of Wei in order to get real power but on the king's birthday to offer countless congratulatory gifts, is it not the rise of the silver both have been moved into the inner courtyard of the king of Wei. ”