Chapter II. 290. The Heroic Soul is Immortal
The drizzle in the Great Wilderness City has just fallen from the sky, but the ground in Fengjing City has already lost half of its moisture. Except for the roots of the trees on both sides of the street, there is still a little dampness in the mud; And some people also found that they had lost some of their belongings after the heavy rain, as if nothing had happened.
After the rain, in Fengjing City, the sky is high and the clouds are faint, the sun is scorching, and the knowledge on the trees has also reopened their voices, and the sound of screaming is a little more noisy than before the rain.
Outside the south gate of the Fengjing Imperial Palace, there is no trace of blood on the ground now, and the vendors who were originally doing business here have also 'reappeared' as soon as the heavy rain has stopped, and while they are busy with business, they open their voices and shout to the master......
Just when all the people thought that the imperial city of Fengjing had returned to its former trajectory, the crowd of people, who were still impermeable, seemed to have been cut by an invisible blade, and they were all crowding on both sides of the road from far and near......
A few taller diners simply stood on the benches of the rice stalls and looked into the distance; And the short diners who were holding their stools under them also looked up anxiously and asked, "What did you see?" "What's going on?" "Who's coming, who's coming?"
And there was a big-headed male diner whose neck was obviously different from ordinary people, who was now stepping on the bench with one foot and the other foot on the corner of the table, shaking his long neck, looking at it with all his might, and then screaming, and speaking to the 'audience' below:
"Hey! What should I think of as something new! Dare to love someone to do white things at home! This is the mourning procession! Who can not flash when they see the mourning team? If you really let those pieces of paper get on your body, everyone has to be unlucky! ”
When the people who were so happy to join in the fun heard this, they suddenly let out a 'oh......' and went back to their own work; There are also a few people who are more thoughtful, and they are busy pulling the chairs under them back, for fear that they will really get something bad for a while, which will bring bad luck to themselves.
But at this moment, in front of the wonton stall, there was an old man who was dressed quite exquisitely, but he put down the dishes and chopsticks in his hand and counted down the male diner with a long neck and a big head:
"I said 'Meteor Hammer', you kid knows all day long! What is this place? This is on South Gate Street! Whose mourning team dares to fight this? Are you planning to bury yourself in the grave? If you don't see it clearly, you say you don't see it clearly, and you talk nonsense to fool people, are you bullying none of our neighbors who understand? ”
The neighbors who had just sat down also felt very reasonable when they heard what the old man said: Yes, this is the South Gate Street across the palace, and no one dares to mourn in front of the palace! Isn't this a sincere attempt to block the emperor? And this is not a conventional 'rule', but a criminal law clearly written in the laws of the imperial court! As early as the beginning of the founding of the country, Emperor Taizu Wuji set a rule: in order to maintain the solemnity and tranquility of the palace, any red and white things are forbidden to pass within two avenues from the palace.
After listening to this, the neighbors just wanted to re-enter the table to see what was going on, and the 'mysterious mourning procession' had already followed the street from west to east and came to everyone.
When the well-dressed old man saw it, his face was immediately full of shame: the old man had wronged the 'meteor hammer'! It turns out that there is really such a rampant person in Fengjing City who is not afraid of death! These two rows of snow-white young offspring dressed in snow-white clothes dared to carry the spirit flag and pass through the gate of the palace with money paper! This is relying on the young, that is, relying on the bastard, I don't know how powerful the court law is! But young people are not sensible, so naturally they are not to blame; But the old man at the head is a scholar, which can be seen from the temperament of the dress alone! Children are not sensible, are you not sensible? Of course, you have lived enough, but why do you want to push these afterlife to death?
Not only did he feel ashamed of the 'Meteor Hammer' for being wrong, but he also felt a little disgusted with the ignorant 'old pedant'. So the old man threw down his chopsticks, put down a dozen copper coins, stood up, parted the crowd, and left.
These two lines of funeral procession wearing white ribbon filial piety are the entire team of Sanbei Academy! In addition to those children who have just opened their children, led by Vice Dean Ni Xing'anzai, everyone is dressed in mourning clothes, and there are many younger students who are wearing linen and filial piety, and those who are stronger are gritting their teeth and cracking their eyes, and those who are more delicate are even more pale and tearful.
In the center of the mourning procession, a total of 48 strong young students, carrying two coffins in front of the other and one behind, were slowly advancing under the escort of the surrounding students. These two fine coffins, painted with black paint and gold, were like two boats sailing on the water, rocking up and down together with the undulations of the bodies of the forty-eight students......
The Three North Academy, which almost poured out, except for those children who have not opened the childhood, is only 'two and a half' absent:
This first one is the dean of Sanbei Academy - Li Deng and Li Qiyuan. As early as after the outbreak of the War between the Two Norths, Prime Minister Li Cheng was already overworked, causing the recurrence of the old disease, and he is still recuperating in the Prime Minister's mansion today;
And the other one is the 'president' of the Sanbei Academy-Wang Zhi Wang Huainan. He was in extremely good health, and he didn't come this time, and he didn't even know it was happening. At this moment, Principal Wang is being locked up in the prison of the clan mansion with the old scholar of their family.
There is also the 'half-position', which is Wei Gui and Wei Zizhong who are lying in the coffin at the back. Now his soul has flown out of the clouds, leaving only the humiliated body. At this time, his body was lying in the black coffin in the back, carried on the shoulders of those classmates who had faced the butcher's knife and 'cowardly retreat', and came to this 'old place' where he had once shed his blood.
The mourning team walked directly opposite the south gate of the palace, Ni Xing raised his hand, and the whole team stopped in an instant. Only the forty-eight students with coffin bars on their shoulders still clenched their teeth and stood as straight as if they were straight......
"The son is heavy...... Is this what is righteous? ”
The leader of the leader, Old Master Ni, has already mottled and gray, and now his face is full of sadness, so he looks even more old and vicissitudes......
"Yes! It was here that the younger brother Zizhong was abused to death by the eunuchs of the Imperial Horse Prison......"
"Fall into the coffin!"
Old Master Ni let out a loud shout, and the two coffins behind him were placed firmly on the ground, stirring up dust and smoke all over the ground......
"Ladies and gentlemen! Ladies and gentlemen! Under is the vice president of the Sanbei Academy, Ni Xing, and the word list is here! I'm waiting for you to come here today to seek justice from His Royal Highness the Crown Prince of the Prison Kingdom! If you disturb your Yaxing and the old man, I will apologize to you here first! ”
This pasture pavilion master Ni Xing, in the 'cultural field' of Fengjing, is more famous than Li Qiyuan's name. Although Li Deng was the prime minister of the dynasty, he lived an ascetic life all day long, and rarely appeared on the streets. Therefore, Li Deng, the prime minister, has long been a mythical figure in the hearts of ordinary people; But this old master Ni Xingni is a Confucian sage who does not want to enter the WTO. Among the villagers and people present today, there are many people who have talked to him, who will not remember this old master who has always been polite and kind on weekdays, but also quite childlike?
But today's Ni Xing is no longer as witty and friendly as in the past, his face is full of grief and indignation, and even when he clasps his fists and salutes the people, his hands are trembling uncontrollably...... Looking at his formation, everyone is already a little clear in their hearts: this old master seems to be really angry!
"Since childhood, I have learned from the ancient sages, and to this day, I have wasted my time for decades. Although the old man does not dare to say that he has learned something, he can also talk about the schools of thought in the Huayu Continent to some extent...... Presumably, there must be people who were present yesterday, and there are also people who have heard about this, and the old man is a little unclear about the key points, and I want to ask you the sages in the township......"
Speaking of this, Ni Xing turned around, lifted his Confucian robe, and made a hunting sound, like a young and vigorous young general who had gone into battle for the first time, his eyes were like lightning, and he threw himself fiercely into the dark and deep 'lair' at the south gate of the palace:
"The bad guy Wei Gui always has a thousand mistakes, but he has not violated any criminal law of the Three Roads of Youbei, that is to say, he is an innocent person! Since Wei Gui is innocent, why was he tortured and killed in the street in front of everyone by the internal officials of the Imperial Horse Prison, with such cruel methods that lost his conscience? Who are the officials of the Imperial Horse Prison under their command? Moreover, after they brutally tortured and killed the apprentice, they smuggled the corpse to the death row of the Criminal Law Department, and then sent the local security guard to the disciple's house and called his widowed mother to collect the body at the Yamen of the Criminal Law Department. But when she returned home, she immediately took the cantilever and went with her son. The old man wants to ask, what did the old men of the Criminal Law Department do to the widowed mother of the apprentice, and what did they say? How far was it that the widowed mother could not even bother to bury her son's bones, so she hung herself directly on the beams of the house? ”
Old Master Ni said this, and those who knew what happened yesterday finally understood completely: it turned out that the bones contained in these two coffins, one was the 'little gentleman' who bravely died yesterday in order to protect the people and his classmates, and the person who 'slept peacefully' in the other coffin turned out to be the widowed mother of the 'little gentleman'! Do you still need to ponder the dirty parts of this? What cantilever committed suicide? This is clearly the eunuchs of those imperial horse eunuchs who were instructed by others and directly destroyed their Wei family! Cutting the grass and eradicating the roots to such a point is no longer something that can be described by simple 'ruthless means'!