On December 26, the forty-second year of Kangxi, it was three o'clock, and the day was about to reach the Spring Festival, the joy of the upper and lower factions of the Beijing Division, God also appreciated the face, and even the heavy snow for a few days stopped, the clouds dissipated, the blue sky was cloudless, the rising sun hung brightly in the sky, and the warm sun reflected that people wanted to sleep warmly. This is not only the case for ordinary soldiers, but also for the guerrilla generals who lead their teams, all waiting for the time of change of shift in boredom.

"General, look!"

After a soldier yawned violently, he was a little more sleepy, lest he make a fool of himself on the spot, so he shook his head a few times, trying to wake up, but he didn't expect such an unconscious action to make him discover a terrifying fact - a large group of black crows suddenly poured out at the end of South Street, which was originally not very pedestrians, and it flooded Tiananmen Square like a tide, and the posture was no less than 10,000 people. Immediately, all the officers and soldiers of the Shanpo battalion were in chaos.

"Alert, alert!"

The guerrilla general who led the team obviously did not expect to encounter the scene in front of him, you must know that this is Tiananmen Square, a place where idlers are not allowed to enter, and those who can come here are all people from the government.

"Qiang Qiang ......"

The guerrilla general roared like this, and the officers and men of the Shanpu battalion did not dare to slack off, and they all held their swords in a panic, but in the face of the surging crowd, all the officers and soldiers were obviously a little at a loss, and they did not know how many of them trembled with their legs and feet.

"Give me justice, I'll wait to face the saint!"

"Give me justice! Give me justice! ”

"Punish the murderer severely and give me justice!"

……

The surging crowd did not go straight to the cordon of the officers and soldiers of the Shanpu Battalion, but stopped in the square, several men at the front of the crowd carried a stretcher covered with white cloth, looking at the undulating shape, there should be a person under the white cloth, but I don't know whether it is dead or alive, this is not waiting for the officers and soldiers of the Shanpu Battalion to understand what is going on, the more than 10,000 people who are about to stop have raised their arms and shouted, the sound is like thunder, and suddenly the Yamen on both sides of Tiananmen Square are all in chaos. Countless officials, large and small, who were in the office, rushed out of the yamen to watch this strange scene that had never been seen since the beginning of the dynasty.

"Samurey, Tochia, what are you going to do, dare to gather people to storm the imperial city, don't die, don't retreat, be careful of your head!"

The battalion is the emperor's own soldiers, most of the personnel are selected from the three banners (Zhenghuang, inlaid yellow, Zhengbai), the guerrilla general who led the team is the Zhenghuang Banner man Shanming, he only glanced at the crowd, and immediately recognized the familiar faces of the young and old, and the panicked heart was a little calmer, and the courage was like that, and the voice of cheering was particularly loud.

"Brother Shanming, we have a grievance to be avenged, Brother A-Ning was innocently beaten to death, I am not convinced, I want to ask the emperor to make the decision for us!"

"We are all brothers in the flag, why can someone disobey the rules but have nothing to do, but the ancient brother of A-Ning is only a moment late, and he will be beaten to death, I am not convinced, and the saint will uphold justice for us!"

"Yes, please make the decision for us!"

……

Although Shanming's reprimand was loud, it was a pity that it could not frighten the group of flagmen who came prepared, but when they heard a roar, the noise rose up, and the momentum soared to the sky, so that all the officers and soldiers of the Shanpu battalion couldn't help but retreat a few steps back in unison.

"This is the important place of the imperial city, you have to wait for Hugh to be presumptuous, there is a book handed over, this will go to ask the holy will, if you really dare to act recklessly, be careful of your dog's life!"

Seeing that he couldn't stop the flagmen, Shanming's face was difficult to see, but he didn't dare to show weakness at this time, so he could only bite the bullet and roar again.

"Brother Shanming, you are a good person, we will not embarrass you, there is a joint chapter of our and others here, and I also ask Brother Shanming to transfer it for us."

As soon as Shanming's words fell, a banner man who was familiar with him came out of the crowd, holding a yellow silk masked fold in both hands, and respectfully handed it to Shanming.

"Wait here for a while, Ben will go to ask for an order, don't make a noise, if you disturb the holy car, it will be a capital crime!"

The matter was big, and Shanming naturally didn't dare to be proficient, so after dropping a sentence of explanation, he hurriedly rushed to the guards with the fold in his hand......

"Your Majesty has a decree, Xuan, the thirteenth elder brother Yinxiang, the fourteenth elder brother Yinzhen, the fifteenth elder brother ......, the prince of Chengjun Wang, Hongqing, immediately go to the Yangxin Palace to meet him, Qin this!"

The class in the study was only halfway up, when I saw Zhao Mingde, the eunuch in charge of the Yangxin Palace, running in a hurry, interrupting Hu Renhe's teaching, and announcing the old man's message with a solemn face.

"Thanksgiving!"

It happened suddenly, and most of the brothers were at a loss at this time, and they didn't know what was going on, but no matter what, since the old man had an edict, no one dared to disobey it, so he could only thank him all together, and walked out of the upper study and rushed to the Heart Cultivation Hall not far away.

"Hey, Brother Qing'er, what are you doing here, you came to announce it in a good way, is it true......"

The old sixteen is fat, and he is the master who forgets the pain after the scar, and when he sees that something is strange at this time, he can't hold back and wants to mutter, but when he sees Hongqing's side, he is extremely curious.

"Talk less and see more."

Others don't know what will happen, but Hongqing knows it, although he can't be completely sure, but he is still seven or eight points sure, it's nothing more than that the flag is in chaos, as for how chaotic it will be, Hongqing doesn't dare to assert it, but no matter what, this matter is not something that a minor brother like Lao Sixteen can touch, the more you know, the more troublesome it is, in view of this, Hongqing has to hurry up and remind Lao Sixteen.

"Doom ......"

Lao Sixteen wanted to say something more, but when he saw Hongqing's brows already furrowed, he didn't dare to say more, but there was inevitably a strange sound in his throat, which immediately provoked all the brothers to look sideways, but Lao Sixteen was good, not ashamed at all, but Yuan opened his eyes and glared at his brothers, so that the brothers couldn't do anything about him, so they could only turn their heads boringly, and the group rushed to the heart cultivation hall in silence.

"Erchen (grandson) knocks on Huang Ama (Huang Ma Fa)!"

After getting the heart of the palace, a group of scholars and all the adult elder brothers have already arrived, obviously, from the thirteenth and below the elder brother was called the latest, basically just to observe, of course, the audit is also a kind of extremely rare saint, the big guy and his party into the hall, they have already felt that the atmosphere is wrong, and then look at the old man who sat on the top of the face of the iron blue, I couldn't help but be a little flustered, but I didn't dare to forget the number of etiquette, this is all rushed to the front of the palace, each of them bowed to pay homage.

"Hmm!"

The old man was obviously in an extremely bad mood, and even avoided the routine call, but waved his hand impatiently, and let out a cold snort from his nostrils.

"Erchen (grandson) Xie Huang Ama (Huang Ma Fa) Longen, long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

As soon as the old man's posture came out, how could the little brothers not know that something really happened to them, and their heartbeats inevitably sped up, but at this moment, no one dared to talk nonsense, and after thanking them all, they all retreated to the sides with bated breath.

"Xuan!"

Everyone has arrived, and the old man didn't talk nonsense, just glanced at everyone with a gloomy face, and then waved his hand and said a Xuan word, his voice was full of chills that could not be concealed.

"Wow!"

As soon as the old man's golden mouth opened, Qin Wuyong didn't dare to slack off a little, hurriedly responded, walked quickly to the steps of the front pier, shook his hand, spread out the fold he was holding in his hand, cleared his throat, and read out loudly: "The widow of the armor-clad man Ninggu'a, Zhang Jia's family, bowed to her head for a hundred worships, and her husband Ninggu'a was diligent by nature and had no fault, and now he died tragically......

Hey, the eighth master really did it, I'm afraid the prince will have to eat again this time!

Hongqing didn't know about the farce of the petition in front of Tiananmen Square at this time, but as soon as he heard what this excerpt said, he immediately knew that this matter must be the handiwork of the eighth master, and his eyes immediately inadvertently aimed at the prince sitting under the front pier.

"Enough! Discussion, all good life discussion, I really want to know how this flag affairs were organized, there are thousands of people who come to my imperial city to sit quietly to be fair, hey, justice, okay, you will discuss this justice for me, Yinzhen, you come to tell me! ”

After Qin Wuyong finished reading the excerpt, he took the opportunity to read the name of the co-signer, but the old man didn't want to hear it, so he waved his hand impatiently, stopped Qin Wuyong's words, and vented in a very impulsive tone.

10,000 people petitioning? I'll it, the eighth master actually played so big, dizzy, this is deliberately trying to force the prince and the fourth master to death, ruthless, really ruthless!

As soon as the old man vented like this, Hongqing was shocked to realize that things were a little beyond his expectations, and his heart couldn't help but be stunned, at this moment, he didn't care to lament the prince's misfortune, his brain was already running at high speed, and he was quickly thinking about how to deal with it.

“……”

The old man's shouting order, the eyes of all the people in the hall fell on Yinzhen's body, but they didn't see any panic in Yinzhen, only to see him slowly walk out of the queue, kneeling down, his body was very low, but he didn't speak.