Liao Cheng frowned at the hall door: "What?"

The attendant said, "There is someone reading outside..."

Liao Cheng raised his eyebrows and walked out a few steps, and sure enough, a voice came from far and near, and he said, "What is this?"

The attendant stepped forward and said, ".. This time it's the mean. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Liao Chengyang slapped him with his hand, and said angrily: "Is this what I asked?" and then flicked his sleeves, "Go, no matter who it is, you can catch me as much as you want." ”

And Li Zhifu, who was embarrassed after failing to argue with Liao Cheng, had already walked outside the door, and was stunned when he heard the sound of reading, and someone was actually coming again? Why are there still students? His eyes looked at the field, and he couldn't help but be stunned again, this taller and more handsome young scholar... Pei Yanzi has already passed the third test of the county government road and is a showman, not only a student, but worthy of the word scholar.

Li Guangyuan was stunned: "He can't ..... anything"

Chang'an City really seems to be different?

At this time, in a house in Chang'an City, a man wearing obscene clothes and spreading his hair was standing under the porch and unfolding a scroll.

"The golden bottle of wine is the blood of thousands of people, and the jade plate is delicacies and the surname is ointment. When the candle weeps, the people cry, and the song is high and the complaint is high. Cattle and sheep pay and jackals herd, and the emperor's grace is Ercao. He snorted, "Bullshit... This is what Xue Qing did?"

The little guy standing under the porch responded: "I threw it in the street last night... A poem written by pointing to Lord Liao's nose in Shuangyuan..."

Hearing this, the man snorted again, reached out and stroked the hair hanging down on both sides to the back, revealing a thin face, it was Lin Xiucai, he said, "Then Xue Qing has the courage this time." He looked down at the poems on the paper again, "Although the poems are not very good, the scolding is pleasant..." ”

The little guy shook his head and said, "He's happy, what's the good... All were caught. ”

As soon as the words fell, Lin Xiucai glared at him and snorted: "Stupid! How can corrupt officials and corrupt officials not be scolded? What is the use of studying for fear of power? The face of the saint is lost." ”

The little guy said: "Yes, sir, I am afraid of the moral hypocrisy of the powerful and the magnates, and I don't love the people for the officials..." ”

Lin Xiucai babbled and said, "Idiot, you can say such a wonderful thing?"

The little guy grinned and said, "It's not a stupid little thing, this is what the students said... Sure enough, they are all saints' children like the master. ”

Lin Xiucai recited this sentence silently for a moment and said, "What are those children doing?"

He heard about the students surrounding Shuangyuan yesterday, but as a scholar, he was not interested in paying attention to a group of Mengtong trouble, and the scholar should do something with character, so he immersed himself in reciting poetry and didn't know what was going on outside the window.

The little girl's eyebrows fluttered and she told what happened, and Lin Xiucai listened sometimes in surprise and sometimes silently.

In the end, Xue Qing read aloud a poem by a teenager or something, and sat on the ground, and the students also sat down and asked Master Liao to arrest someone... And then they were all caught. The little guy said unsatisfactorily, ".... I don't know how, anyway, they won't be able to participate in next year's county exam..."

Lin Xiucai interrupted him and said, "What poem did he read last?"

The little guy hurriedly took out another piece of paper from his arms and said, "It's also written.. Dumped all over the city last night..."

Lin Xiucai took it and said, "Young chivalry, befriend Wuduxiong." Liver and gallbladder holes, hair shrugging. In the middle of the conversation, life and death are the same, and a promise is heavy...", the recitation was suddenly silent.

The little guy pricked up his ears and waited for a long time before he spoke, and when he looked up, he saw that Lin Xiucai's eyes seemed to be shining with tears.... Why do you cry?

"Sir, you.." He asked cautiously.

Lin Xiucai raised his head and sighed, "I think when I was young..."

With that, he threw the paper in his hand and walked out.

"Come on, come on, prepare the car, I'm going to see Brother Wulin and them..."

The little guy was startled and said, "Master, you can't..."

Lin Xiucai raised his hand and waved him away, and said loudly: "Hugh wants to stop me! Don't ask for long tassels, tie the pride of the sky, and the sword roars the west wind. Hate mountaineering and water, hand send seven-string tong, and see the return to Hong. ”

The little guy stopped him again and said, "Master, you can't go like this... I have to comb my hair and change my clothes..."

Lin Xiucai looked down at himself, and then flirted again, and said: "The people are in tears when the candle is in tears, and the singing is high and the complaints are high, what kind of face do we have to change clothes and tie up the hair of the saints!"

The lord is crazy.... The little guy looked at it blankly and thought, why are you crazy? The little guy looked down and saw the paper thrown on the ground, so he picked it up... Because of this poem?

.......

Like the Lin family, many families have already woken up, or haven't slept all night.

Old lady Liu stood in the courtyard and played a set of five poultry plays, her head was steaming with sweat, her face was ruddy, she took the towel handed by the maidservant and wiped her face, and said: "The phoenix of the Pei family has also gone? That's not how you want to be famous. ”

In the courtyard stood a group of masters of the Liu family.

"Before, those Mengtong families in the city were crazy, and the roads were crowded when they went out of the city to find someone to intercede...", an old man said, "I didn't expect it to be the turn of the Pei family so soon." ”

"Not only the Pei family, but as soon as Pei Yanzi went, the students of the Lulu Society also followed... At this time, they were all sitting outside the Shuangyuan to study, and Liao Cheng also ordered to arrest people. Another old man said, "There are more people involved this time... Half of the four major clans and eight families can't escape..."

Old lady Liu said with a smile: "Then this time I can see how they ask for people, and they used to look high... Especially the Pei family, who doesn't borrow the garden, looks like a backbone. ”

"I never dreamed that my children and grandchildren would cause trouble like this, to see if they continue to be upright this time, or bow their heads and plead. A few old men laughed.

While he was talking, someone hurried in.

“... The talents in the city, including Lin Wen, Jiang Wulin, Wen Mingshan, and about twenty-five others, all went to Shuangyuan one by one..."

As soon as these words came out of the courtyard, the people in the courtyard were stunned, and their hair was scattered, which was extremely disrespectful, and it was only like this when they encountered great sorrow and mourning... This group of Xiucai has always regarded themselves as high-minded and pays attention to appearance, what is this for?

"They said they were going to study too. "Come humane.

Old lady Liu and the others were stunned.

"These talents... Why are you joining in the fun?" someone blurted out.

The talents are different from the students, especially Lin Wen, who has age, status, family and business and is the master of the house... Then it's not a student child making trouble.

There was silence in the courtyard for a while, and a small guy outside the door took the opportunity to tiptoe away, and came to Liu Chunyang's study with a smoke.

"Young master, young master. The little guy knocked on the window and said, "Something happened again." ”

The window creaked and a crack opened.

The little guy immediately poured beans into the bamboo tube and said that Pei Yanzi went, the students of the Lulu Society also went, and the talents in the city also went, but it was lively.... He talked lively, took a breath for a long time, and found that Liu Chunyang never responded... You're scared, right?

"Young master, the third master said, many people in the city are in trouble now... But they are worried, at the beginning they laughed at us for stammering, saying that we are not promising, this time look at them... Young master?" said the little servant, reaching out and knocking on the window again.

There was silence inside.

No, the young master would have spoken a long time ago when he heard this news in the past, wouldn't he... An ominous thought came to the little girl's heart, and she leaned down and opened the window to look in... This is the study room used for grounding, there is only one room, you can see it all at a glance, and there is no ghost shadow in the empty room at this time.

"Less. . . Father.. The young master is gone. The little guy shouted, "Where did the young master go?"

......

At this time, the Beijing soldiers outside the Shuangyuan Gate had already begun to take people.

Liao Cheng's face was white, and he pushed away the dissuading Li Governor's Mansion, pointed to the neatly dressed young man sitting in front of him, as well as the people of different ages who were wearing a cloak and crying, and said sharply: "Our family doesn't care if you are a showman or a jinshi, even if you are an adult, our family dares to take it." ”

The onlookers were also pale, looking at the people who sat on the ground and did not make noise or make noise, but only read aloud, in addition to fear and panic, they were a little more dazed.... So many scholars have come to do this, it seems that it is not the children messing around, but that this Jingguan has indeed done something wrong.

Someone jumped out and waved a banner .... The banner was still the same as the group of students last night, trampled in the chaos of being caught.

"Reading is afraid of the moral hypocrisy of the powerful, and the officials do not love the people. The young man's voice was sharp and high-pitched, "Catch me, catch ten thousand in Chang'an City..."

The onlookers suddenly sounded the first sentence they saw, treating everyone in Chang'an as a suspect... I want everyone in Chang'an to be uneasy, and my expression has become a little sad... But one of the onlookers turned pale when he heard this, not frightened by this sentence, but by the person who spoke.

"Young Master Chunyang..."he exclaimed.