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Zhu Youxiao, who walked down the city wall, looked at the people who were trembling and crying on their knees. Suddenly, a familiar feeling arose. The helplessness, confusion, and despair that I couldn't do anything in the face of Li Changshi's difficulties! How similar it is to the group of people in front of him.

I cried in front of my father many times, but in exchange for my father's anger and reprimand. Now this group of people ......

Thinking of this, the corners of Zhu Youxiao's eyes began to moisten. He straightened his chest, gently pushed away Wang An, who was supporting him, and instinctively walked towards his people.

And the civil officials behind him, looking at Zhu Youxiao walking towards the crowd, frowned. But he could only follow closely.

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

"Long live the emperor, long live, long live!"

Everywhere Zhu Youxiao went, the people kneeling on both sides sounded the shouts of long live in order.

He didn't speak, just quietly looked at the people on both sides of the official road. The slightly trembling figure walked straight in the direction of the Dengwen drum.

Soon Zhu Youxiao walked to the edge of the steps where the Dengwen drum was placed, and quietly looked at the peasant man on the steps, holding a mallet in his hand, and breathing rapidly, and sighed.

Then he turned his gaze to the old Zhang Tou who was lying under the steps, who had been dead for a long time, and Hou Guoxing, who was kneeling behind the old Zhang Tou with a painful look on his face.

"Wait for thousands of households, please get up!" In front of hundreds of thousands of people in Beijing, Zhu Youxiao maintained the majesty that an emperor should have. Waving his hand, he motioned for Hou Guo to rise.

At this time, Hou Guoxing's face was full of grief, and he didn't get up when he heard Zhu Youxiao's words. Instead, he looked up at Zhu Youxiao sadly. After a long time, he spoke:

"Your Majesty, Weichen is guilty! Please give Weichen a death! ”

Hearing Hou Guoxing's words, Zhu Youxiao was so frightened that his whole person shook violently, and he lost his voice:

"What does that mean?"

Hou Guoxing slowly stood up, slowly walked to the side of Lao Zhangtou's corpse, and slowly turned around, slowly pointing to the scarred group of tenants behind him. Every step he took seemed to overdraw the strength of his whole body, and the hundreds of thousands of people behind him could see that he was suffering greatly in his heart.

Hou Guoxing squeezed his eyes hard, and found that there were no tears that came when the official was called, so he could only look at Zhu Youxiao and the civil and military officials of the Manchu Dynasty with red eyes, and at the same time he looked at the people who were compassionate and compassionate, and at the same time he was wronged, and shouted with open arms:

"If the people of the world really want me Hou Guoxing to die, I Hou Guoxing can commit suicide! Dare to ask what to do with this old man? What does this group of farmers have to do with it? What are the people of Beijing doing? Now that I am alone, tens of thousands of people have been left homeless, of course the minister deserves to die! ”

After speaking, he reached out to untie the hairpin on his head, and the hair on his head was scattered. Then he sat on the ground tiredly, and changed his eyes to death!

Looking at Hou Guoxing's desolate appearance, the people who knelt on the ground behind them all cried bitterly, and bluntly said that this matter has nothing to do with Lord Hou, Lord Hou is the master of the people in the world, and it is all done by those scholars who do evil!

Yang Lian and others, who were puzzled because Hou Guoxing pleaded guilty and begged for death, heard this and were about to speak angrily. But Hou Guoxing, who closed his eyes and waited for death, seemed to have drained all his strength, and suddenly said again:

"It's just that my Hou Guoxing's life and death are small, and now these tens of thousands of people are gathered here to seek justice from those scholars who have done wrong. I also hope that the emperor and all the ministers will make decisions for the people and severely punish those treacherous villains who put the people in fire and water. ”

Hou Guoxing took retreat as advance, putting on the appearance of not being afraid of personal life and death, vowing to be the lord of the people, and first grabbed the name of righteousness. As for the so-called confession, Hou Guoxing is not stupid, just pretending.

"Hou Guoxing, you traitor, beat the scholars first, instigated the people to make trouble later, and now you dare to spew blood?"

Yang Lian looked at Hou Guoxing, a treacherous villain, and put himself in a righteous position as soon as he opened his mouth, and put on such a disgusting appearance, fooling the world, he felt a burst of hatred in his heart, and he opened his mouth to scold!

With Yang Lian's righteous and awe-inspiring scolding, Hou Guoxing, who was sitting on the ground with black hair floating in the wind, raised his head to the sky, laughed sadly and angrily, and shouted for a long time:

"There is no excuse for the sin that you want to add! Tens of thousands of people were oppressed by the scholars. Robbed, now that the family business is gone, I am sad and indignant in my heart, and I spontaneously came here to ask the emperor to redress my grievances, what does it have to do with my Hou Guoxing? ”

"You... You shameless! Dare not be a ......" Yang Lian didn't expect Hou Guoxing to directly deny that he had incited the people. I was speechless for a while.

Before Yang Lian finished speaking, Hou Guoxing spoke again:

"Lord Yang, I know how much you misunderstand me. If this matter can give justice to the people, what does it matter if Hou Guoxing dies. As for inciting the people to make trouble, I was just afraid that they would be too numerous and out of control, so I let the cavalry guide them. ”

Speaking of this, Hou Guoxing stretched out his finger and pointed to the back After seeing Zhu Youxiao walking down the city wall, the soldiers who rushed over at this time said:

"As for these gentlemen, why did they prevent the people from beating the drum? Who exactly gave them the rights? ”

The so-called enemies were very red when they met, and after Hou Guoxing's deliberate propaganda, the people already hated this group of scholars as if they had killed their father's enemies. Now I saw that the soldiers who had just escaped had rushed over again, and my emotions became excited for a while. Scolding, crying, begging Zhu Youxiao to be the master, both sides of the official road that were calm just now began to surge again.

Seeing the emperor and hundreds of officials coming, they were about to scold Hou Guoxing's scholars who had shown their loyalty and righteousness, and most of them felt uneasy when they saw the situation in front of them.

However, looking at the hundreds of officials around him, the courage of these scholars also became shaped, and many of these civil officials were their teachers, or the seniors of their academy, anyway, they were inextricably linked to them.

Soon, with the shouting and scolding of the people, the scholars were not to be outdone, and the two sides began to scold each other.

The people will be the opponents of these scholars who have made a lot of exports, although there are many people, but after a few words, the momentum is much weaker, and it is reasonable to say that it is unreasonable.

All of a sudden, angry people cry bitterly, beat their chests, and scold for no reason. Many people even angrily threatened to kill these scholars.

However, there are tens of thousands of forbidden troops guarding the side in front of them, and this group of soldiers will be afraid of these Diao people, and their emotions are even more high.

Zhu Youxiao, who had lived in the deep palace for a long time, looked at the situation in front of him, and began to worry again in his heart for a while, just now he was excited and walked down from the city wall, hoping to appease his people, but seeing the excited crowd now, he may lose control at any time.

Looking at Zhu Youxiao, who was frowning, Wang An, who was following him, arched his hand and said to Fang Congzhe and Liu Yijing in the cabinet:

"Two adults, the emperor is here, what kind of system is it to beat and scold like this, you should quickly appease this group of scholars, if you go on like this, aren't you afraid of insulting Sven."

Fang Congzhe looked at the noisy scholars and people below, his face was expressionless, as if he was thinking about something. But Liu Yixie, who was on the side, was smiling, touching his beard with one hand, and nodded.

Before Liu Yixiao could speak, Zhao Lanxing, the household servant, stepped forward and said to Zhu Youxiao:

"Your Majesty, the so-called reason is not clear, since these people say that they and others have great grievances, let them debate first, and the truth will naturally be revealed."

As Zhao Lanxing spoke, the officials behind him naturally echoed for a while.

Liu Yixiao, who was about to go out to appease the scholar, looked at Zhao Lanxing who spoke. Zou frowned, and he didn't speak, and Wang An on the side looked at Zhao Lanxing, who bowed his head and gave his hand, and his eyes were tightly twisted together.

The situation is becoming more and more unfavorable to Hou Guoxing, and the people are under the ridicule of the scholars, and there are basically not many people who can still be reasonable, and they instinctively shout loudly to scold their father and mother as if they were quarreling in the countryside.

The more this is the case, the more proud the scholars become.

At this moment, a few things were suddenly thrown out of the crowd of scholars, and they smashed towards Hou Guoxing, shouting:

"Kill you, the thing that has brought disaster to the country and the people!"

Hou Guoxing, who had been on guard for a long time, hurriedly dodged away and shouted loudly:

"Escort!" After speaking, he led the cavalry to surround Zhu Youxiao tightly.

The flying object directly smashed into the tenant behind Hou Guoxing, and for a while, the people who were hit immediately burst into blood. The smell of blood began to fill the air.

"Murder! The scholars have killed again! ”

Silent! Terrible silence!

With this scream, the boiling people just now were strangely silent.

This silence is the culmination of anger.

Don't perish in silence, just explode in silence!

"Fight with them!" There was a sudden scream from among the people.

The scholars who were still smug and scolded and did not spit out dirty words did not notice the strangeness of the scholars in front of them. I'm racking my brains to think of brilliant words, so I can show my face in this crowd.

Suddenly, I only felt a commotion in front of me.

It's finally begun.

The first to do it was Lao Zhangtou's son!

Carrying the hatred of killing his father, he saw the blood all over the ground, smelled the pungent smell of blood in the air, and rushed forward with red eyes.

More than thirty men behind him also rushed forward, and the rioting crowd made them ignore the casualties in front of them. I just instinctively rushed forward.

So much humiliation, so much grief, unreasonable oppression and insult, the destruction of houses, the destruction of fields, the destruction of hope in life, to this point, they still dare to kill people.

Enough, enough.

No more suppressing your anger and no more enduring shameless bullying!

The son of the old man rushed forward, grabbed one of the men by the hair, and pointed a fist at the hateful mouth, followed by the hateful face. And the hands that in his eyes, can only be used to wave a fan. took out his housekeeping skills, and punched and kicked.