The late autumn sun climbed up the Oriental City Tower, the entire Luoyang Palace was bathed in a golden light, and the sparkling Luohe River flowed quietly, reflecting the moving scenery on both sides of the river.

The hour has passed, and the officials who came to the imperial city outside the end gate to do business came in and out, and two rows of mighty and majestic Yulin guards guarded the two ends of the city gate hole, all of them did not squint, their expressions were serious, and they were indescribably mighty and majestic.

At this time, there was a commotion at the head of the Tianjin Bridge not far away, and a large white figure was coming from the bridge, and there were hundreds of people.

Seeing this, the expression of the leading Yulin captain standing on the city tower changed slightly, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he carefully watched the people who came for a while, and when he saw clearly that all the young faces were all young faces, and when he was dressed in moon-white Confucian clothes, he suddenly understood the identity of the comer, and smiled helplessly at the left and right guards: "Hey, these students are full and have nothing to do, and they have come to petition and demonstrate again." ”

The soldier next to him sneered: "Yes, how many times is this year?" Third or fourth? It is also the officials and prime ministers who are patient, and they connive at them every time, if they change the previous dynasty, they will have to kill a few students to cure this unhealthy trend. ”

Another soldier sighed and said, "I am the son of heaven and the scholars who rule the world together, and these students are all future scholars, who would dare to kill them?" If you want me to say, the unlucky ones can only be our soldiers. ”

This is not unreasonable, the troubled times are heavy on martial arts, and the prosperous times are heavy on literature, which is a common thing in ancient and modern times, and now it is in the prosperous era of Great Qi, and the status of the literati is naturally much higher than that of the martial arts.

As far as these Taizi students are concerned, all the expenses in the Guozi Prison are paid by the imperial court, and even the lunch is given by the imperial court, on the other hand, the treatment of the soldiers is much worse, and it is no wonder that everyone complains when they see the Taizi students petitioning.

Despite this, the captain still didn't dare to be careless, and coldly ordered: "Everyone stay here first, and Ben will go down to have a look." With that, he strode downstairs.

At the head of Tianjin Bridge, Cui Wenqing led hundreds of willing students to descend the Tianjin Bridge, and looked at the towering bluestone palace wall not far away, and suddenly there was a sense of irony.

A few days earlier, he had entered the palace gate as a meritorious servant, met with the official family, and was awarded the rank of Captain of the Cavalry.

And today, he is going to lead a group of students to petition before coming to the palace gate, and it may cause an uproar if it is not easy to say, and now that he thinks about it, he naturally can't laugh or cry.

Next to him, Sima Wei had a calm face.

As the beloved daughter of Sima Guang, the prime minister of the dynasty, she is no stranger to this palace gate, and she has been in it several times in her life, so she is naturally familiar with the road.

And petitions are also commonplace for her.

Not long ago, the students disliked that the lunch was too unpalatable, and she also participated in the petition at the palace gate.

On the contrary, it is the fat man who is high-energy, and he is not lightly scared.

Guy has always been timid and afraid, and has a natural fear of the imperial court, and feels that the palace gate is an insurmountable Great Wall.

Originally, in the fantasy of high energy, when he came to Duanmen for the first time, he should have worn a hairpin on his head, put on a Jinshi red robe, and was called outside the door, but he didn't expect to come to petition today, which really made him a little panicked.

At this time, the Tai students had all gathered outside the end gate, only to hear a high-pitched order, the Yulin guards guarding the city gate cave walked out quickly, a piece of swords and guns shining directly at the Tai students, and their expressions were full of vigilance.

Most of the students were used to seeing such battles, but they were not surprised, and the atmosphere was not tense.

Cui Wenqing, who was in the lead, stepped forward, raised the petition in his hand above his head, and said in a loud voice: "Cui Wenqing, a student of Tai, and five hundred and thirty-eight bachelors came to petition and present the "Petition for the Establishment of the Guozijian Student Union", and asked the officials to take a look. ”

As soon as the words fell, the captain of the guard had already stepped forward quickly, glanced at Cui Wenqing standing in front of him, and said coldly: "Please hand over the book to the general, and the general will submit it to the official family for reading." ”

Cui Wenqing nodded, handed the book to the captain, and thanked him: "There is General Lao." ”

In the 100 million-year-old palace, the official Chen Hong was discussing with Prime Minister Wang Anshi about the aftermath of the flood on Jiangnan Road.

It is already autumn, the river has calmed down the flood, and Jiangnan Road is in ruins, and it is busy and tense.

Especially with the strong support of the imperial treasury and the relocation of many Jiangnan Road victims to the Fuzhou area, the pressure of post-disaster reconstruction is naturally much less.

Speaking of heartiness, Wang Anshi finally swept away a trace of worry that had lingered on his brows for a long time, and replaced it with a beaming look.

And Chen Hong also listened with a smile, didn't he interject to ask, and the atmosphere was rare and relaxed.

At this time, an attendant walked in briskly, arched his head at Chen Hong, who was sitting on the imperial case, and said in a shrill voice: "Qiqi official family, there are hundreds of students outside the end gate who have come to petition, and there is a petition that wants to be presented to the official family. ”

Hearing this, Chen Hong's good mood suddenly vanished, and he slapped the armrest of the throne with his palm, and said to Wang Anshi with a smile: "Teacher, look at it, these students really don't let me be peaceful, and they have just come to petition after the eventful autumn has ended." ”

Wang Anshi replied with a smile: "The management of the Tai students has always been a difficult point for the imperial court, either they are the children of famous families and nobles, or they are tribute students from various states and counties, and they are strong in terms of vision, so they naturally have different opinions from ordinary people, and it is common for them to be dissatisfied. ”

"But they petition like this one day, and I really don't get tired of petitioning!"

"Hehe, in fact, this is a good thing, the student of Gai Yintai is the talent of the pillars of my Daqi in the future, and there are countless prime ministers and scholars, etc., who were born in the Guozijian, since they can petition and make suggestions, they also want to express their reasonable demands, thoughtful and strategic, not afraid of the powerful, this is what the pillars of talent should look like."

Hearing this, Chen Hong couldn't help laughing and said, "Okay, just listen to the teacher." ”

After finishing speaking, he looked at the attendant and said in a deep voice, "Where is the petition?" Take it to me. ”

The chamberlain gently bowed his head and handed the petition to Chen Hong respectfully.

After Chen Hong took the petition, he spread it out on the desk, at first he glanced at it casually, and then he showed a look of great surprise, and he read it carefully word by word with patience.

Wang Anshi didn't urge, just looked at Chen Hong, whose expression was getting more and more serious, silently, knowing that this time the students were definitely not complaining about the food in the cafeteria.

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