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The hot steam was rising, and the scholars were crying wolf.

The short scholar who was bold and bold rushed forward, crossed the hot water flowing on the ground, and stepped straight in front of Tan Sheng, and said with righteous indignation, "Women and children, you are ruthless! If this big pot of hot water is really poured on people's faces, what huge consequences will it cause! The scholars present are not in vain, but all of them are famous! Do you know how many scholars you will ruin by the actions of this poisonous woman!"

"My uncle Zhao Xian was born in the second grade! Favored by the saint, the official awarded the Nanchang Mansion to be sentenced to the probation and envoy, and then promoted to the first class, and now he has been promoted to the head of the criminal department, and the official residence is the fourth grade!" Tan Sheng raised his head and said in a loud voice, "You are a scholar with meritorious fame, and my uncle is not only a meritorious scholar, but also an official! You snakes, insects, rats and ants have overturned the carriage and held the officials of the imperial court to the ground and humiliated them at will, how are you vicious intentions! Thousands of scholars are ashamed of you!"

The short scholar also shouted loudly, "I'm waiting to read the sages, and the glory and disgrace will be clear! What happened to the imperial court officials! Emperor Xiaozong of the previous dynasty was a villain and a virtuous minister, and when he was unconscious, no one in the world dared to say goodbye to him, and only three hundred students sat quietly in Guang'an Hall, so as to attract people with lofty ideals to draw their swords!"

That's a high-sounding thing!

It is worthy of being righteous and mostly slaughtering dogs, and the negative heart is always a reader!

Tan Sheng sneered, "So, you are Guang'an Hall in my Zhao family, and when my uncle Zhao Xian is Emperor Xiaozong?"

This is a great disobedience!

No one dares to take it!

The short scholar immediately hurriedly said, "Ignorant women and children, Hugh is talking nonsense! When have I ever said something like this!"

Tan Sheng stepped over the threshold, not afraid at all, stood on the steps of the gate, and said loudly.

"What exactly are you trying to gather at the gate of the Zhao Mansion?"

"For the name!?Of course there is! Zhou Du is a famous Confucian of the three dynasties, respected by others, and it is the wish of the people of the world to stand out for him!"

"For profit!? Of course, there are! Zhou Du's peach and plum are all over the world, and half of the Thai protégés receive official positions and eat the emperor's grain, which is very prominent! You are just a group of poor scholars who are bent on entering the ranks, and you are naturally tired of running for your life at the instigation of others!"

Tan Sheng's words were as straightforward as a needle, piercing the veil of etiquette and benevolence on the faces of this group of scholars.

The fig leaf was torn off, and the scholars were immediately excited.

"We are here for righteousness!"

"Mr. Zhou Du is a model for my generation!"

"What's wrong with us fighting for justice!?"

"Zhao Xian is an official who is unfair!"

The loud shouts of the crowd made Tan Sheng privately think that she was facing not dozens of people who read poetry and books, but five hundred ducks...

Tan Sheng pointed his ears, grabbed the words of one of the scholars, and said loudly, "I dare to ask, how did my uncle be unfair to the officials!?"

The scholars were stunned for a moment, and a voice sounded from inside.

"He arrested Mr. Zhou Du and put him in prison!"

"Mr. Zhou Du is involved in murdering his own daughter, according to the law of Jokhang, he should be imprisoned pending trial!" Tan Sheng said categorically, "Uncle is in his position to seek his own government, but he is just acting impartially, how can it be unfair!?"

"But Mr. Zhou Du died tragically in prison!" The voice continued to shout, attracting countless scholars to nod in agreement, "Mr. Zhou Du went into the prison vertically, but came out sideways! What a person was tossed away by you! We are all scholars, how can there be a dispute for fame and fortune in supporting Mr. Zhou Du for one or two sentences! You little lady should not be careful in the belly of a gentleman!"

"That's right! It is a fact that Mr. Zhou died tragically in prison! If there is no torture to extract a confession, how can a good person die!"

"Zhao Xianqi is a direct servant of the Criminal Department, specializing in Mr. Zhou's case, but letting Mr. Zhou Du die tragically in prison, it is really an unforgivable crime! According to the law of Jokhang, it can be dealt with according to dereliction of duty!"

"We are blocking this door, just to ask Zhao Xian to give an explanation to the world!"

The scholar was agitated like this, and the trouble became more and more serious, and everyone's shouts almost overturned the roof of the Zhao family!

They were just afraid of the pot of hot water that Tan Sheng spilled at the beginning, and they didn't dare to move forward easily! Otherwise, the door of the Zhao family's mansion would be wide open, and according to the temperament of this group of scholars, I am afraid that they would have already taken advantage of the chaos to enter the Zhao house and drag Zhao Xian to the public!

Tan Sheng's face did not change, and he raised his voice, "Be quiet, please be quiet!"

No one listened.

Tan Sheng's eyes raised, and the official's mother took out two big sticks from her sleeves and knocked on the door heavily, making a "buzzing" earth-shattering sound!

The scholar was taken aback.

Tan Sheng took this opportunity, took a deep breath, and said loudly, "When a person is bent on death, how others perform their duties, they can't stop it!"

The atmosphere was quiet for a while, and a scholar was stunned for a moment and then opened his throat and said, "What does this mean!"

Tan Sheng's face was gloomy, he looked around, took out a long letter from his sleeve, and said in a choked voice, "Mr. Zhou Du committed suicide! Not tortured and killed, nor murdered! Old Mr. Zhou Du knew that he was righteous because he gave up his small family, and he was a killer of his own daughter, and now he has been put in prison. Mr. Zhou has respected him all his life, and he can't let himself be old and guilty, so he chose a white silk to end his life..."

"Mr. Zhou Du's character makes me respect, and his adherence to morality and dignity makes people cry..."

"This suicide note was left by Mr. Zhou Du after asking the jailer for a letter and falsely claiming to write a letter home!"

"Today... Today, since all the gentlemen want to ask your uncle for an explanation, the little woman braved the world's disapproval to let this letter see the light of day, and let the cause of Mr. Zhou's death be revealed!"

Old Madam Zhao's eyelids were about to rise to her forehead!

What the??!

Zhou Du clearly had his throat cut!

Zhao Xian said this!

Why did a suicide note pop up all of a sudden!?

Why did Zhou Du suddenly turn into suicide!

Old Madam Zhao watched with horror as Tan Sheng stood condescendingly on the steps, watched Tan Sheng pull out the letter from the envelope, read the contents of the letter aloud, and then watched in disbelief as Tan Sheng righteously called an older scholar to take a closer look at the authenticity of the letter!

As soon as the scholar saw the handwriting on the letter, he immediately fell to his knees in tears.

"Teacher... It's the teacher's handwriting...!"

The scholars were in an uproar!

Old Madam Zhao was about to doubt her life.

She didn't think that her goddess Sun would be able to imitate Zhou Du's handwriting overnight!

Can...

But where did this suicide note come about!?

Old Madam Zhao was full of surprise.

Tan Sheng didn't know at all.

Tan Sheng held the suicide note in his hand, looked around again, and said in a loud voice, "This letter, I asked Zhou Du's widow, Mrs. Zhao, to read it, the handwriting is exactly the same, and no one else is allowed to fake it! If you still have doubts, you can go to Madam Zhao to find out the truth!"

Nature is not a fake done by others.

Because that's the widow Zhao's own pen!