The high-level Ming Sect leaders around Fang La all instigated. Some are because they don't know the truth and feel that the court is unfair.

And those who knew the inside story didn't dare to tell the truth, so they had to go with the flow.

"Master, you have to avenge my son, the old woman saw them pushing my son's body out of the cart outside the palace. An old woman limped into the room, and the congregants outside did not dare to stop her when they saw that she was too old.

This old woman Fang La knows, every time the old hen at home lays eggs, she is reluctant to eat it herself, so she gives one to her son, and the next one will be given to Fang La.

Fang La refused at first, but he couldn't resist the old man's enthusiasm, so he kept this gratitude in his heart.

The old woman in front of her was covered in bruises, her hair had been torn off a large piece, and eggs and spit were all over her body.

Fang La's eyes widened angrily, his tiger eyes were full of tears, he held the old woman Kuang with both hands, turned his head to look left and right, and roared at everyone with a hint of crying: "Who did it!"

Everyone looked at each other, and a sect member outside the open gate shouted: "Sect Master, this is made by the people outside the mansion, if we don't send the eldest mother away quickly, it is estimated that people will die."

These locals are the same as the government, and they don't treat us as human beings at all. ”

Fang La trembled with anger, and said with a smile on the old woman: "Auntie, don't be sad, go home and rest first, I will be your son in the future, and I will give you a pension and send you to the end, if you don't dislike it, call me thirteen." ”

"Thirteen ......" The old woman nodded vigorously, tears flowed down the wrinkles, wanting to cry loudly, but she didn't want the person in front of her to worry about herself, so she had to put her upper and lower lips together.

Fang La's head tilted slightly, and he blinked vigorously to prevent tears from remaining.

Not too dirty, he hugged the old woman and gently patted her back with his hand. Gently comforted: "Mother, you go home to rest first, and then come back to look for you after the thirteen things are done." ”

The two separated, and the old woman shook Fang La's hand vigorously, and said reluctantly: "Okay, good, thirteen, you have to pay attention to safety, my mother is at home...... Waiting for you to come back. ”

Seeing the sect members helping the old woman away, Fang La clenched her fists tightly, her nails were deeply embedded in the flesh, and she shouted in a hoarse voice, "Let's do the opposite." ”

"It's the other way around!"

"It's the other way around!"

......

The city of Hangzhou fell into a riot, with smashing, looting and burning everywhere, and the congregants desperately unleashed all the grievances and injustices over the years.

The government was reduced to a ruin, Zhang Shoubin's family was killed by the frenzied sect, and few of the subordinate officials were spared.

The situation is out of control, and some things will only get worse and worse once they happen.

Since ancient times, hatred of the rich has been the root of human inferiority. Especially when the poor are not bound by the law.

The congregants who have already killed the red eyes will inevitably move their eyes to the rich and noble families.

And the persecuted people, some swallowed their anger, some resisted, and some joined in.

Many people choose to hurt others in order not to be hurt. The Mingjiao team became larger and larger, like a snowball, exceeding 30,000 in a few days.

Hangzhou, which is rich and healthy, has turned into a purgatory on earth, and the brilliance of human nature has been extinguished.

The city of Hangzhou gradually could not satisfy the desires of the mob, and the Mingjiao cultists began to look at the nearby towns, and the whole of Jiangnan was in danger.

Fang La couldn't persuade him anymore, and although his Dharma King Sanren couldn't hurt him, he wasn't afraid of him. The rudder of the Mingjiao was empty, and only Fan Chensha, the right envoy of the light who was once from the forbidden army, was still obeying him.

"Right Envoy Fan, this book was once given to the sect master by His Majesty, and it has only been passed down for six layers, and I have also written down the idea of the seventh layer.

I hope that future generations can make up for it only when they have the heavens to complete it.

You take it with you, and lead the old and weak women and children of the Mingjiao to flee for their lives, and the court will definitely send a large army to conquer it.

This time it was my fault that Mingjiao went to the point of no return, and they all went crazy. Fang La solemnly handed over the compiled Qiankun Daqian to Fan Chensha.

Fan Chensha took the cheats and hesitated: "Sect Master, why don't you go with you." ”

Fang La shook his head and said, "This matter started because of me, no matter what, I am also the leader of the Ming Sect, even if I die, I will die before the sect members."

In the future, you must lead the Mingjiao well, don't blame the court, remember the purpose of the Mingjiao, strive for self-improvement, and consider everything for the Han people. ”

Fan Chensha knelt on one knee, put his right palm on his chest, bowed his head and promised: "My subordinates obey the order and will lead the Mingjiao on the right path." ”

......

Kaifeng Mansion Criminal Division, Huang Sheng received Zhang Shoubin's paperwork, and immediately went to the palace to meet Hua Kui.

"This group of animals, the front-line soldiers fought desperately for the Great Song Dynasty, and they actually killed the families of the soldiers. This damn Fang La's dog thief.

Huang Shang, you led the Punishment Division and the subordinates of the Six Doors to arrest and quickly go and pick off the heads of Fang La, the leader of the Ming Sect, and the leaders of the Ming Sect.

As for those Mingjiao members, most of them are good people, but they are deceived by others. What's more, the law does not blame the public, as long as they don't make trouble anymore, they can warn them.

Also, this matter should not be spread to the outside world, if the border soldiers know about it, I am afraid it will disturb the morale of the army. Hua Kui looked at the document in front of her, and her heart was extremely angry.

Huang Shang said solemnly: "Your Majesty, rest assured, the old minister will go to Hangzhou immediately." ”

The morning star radiates a dazzling light on the vast desert sky, like a bright light hanging high in the sky.

Huang Shang led the Punishment Division and the arrest of the Six Doors from Kaifeng Mansion to Hangzhou.

Just five hours after Huang Shang and the others set off, an urgent letter went straight to the palace. At this time, Hua Kui had finished the morning court and returned to the imperial study to correct the rules.

Yang Jian put the urgent recital from Hangzhou on the table, and said cautiously: "Your Majesty, this is the urgent recital from Hangzhou. ”

When Hua Kui heard that it was an urgent recital, she felt a little uneasy in her heart, and quickly turned on the recital. After watching the concert, Hua Sunflower clenched his silver teeth.

"How dare they do this, aren't they afraid that I will ask for their heads? Hua Kui's hands trembled, and in anger, she tore the song to pieces.

Turning his head suddenly, he pointed his finger at Yang Jian, who was closest to him, and ordered: "You, give me 20,000 forbidden troops to go to Hangzhou as quickly as possible to exterminate the traitors." If you do it well, you will be rewarded, and if you can't do it, you will guard the souls of those unjust souls in Hangzhou. ”

When Yang Jian heard that he could lead the troops and contact the real power, he was overjoyed in his heart, and said sharply: "Your Majesty rest assured, the slave and maid swear to live up to Your Majesty's trust." ”

After a while, 20,000 guards of the Imperial City Forbidden Army, led by Yang Jian, went to Hangzhou to quell the rebellion. Yang Jian also had a holy decree in his arms that wrote: No one of the Mingjiao sects will be left.