Qianmen, Chengbei Market.

The afternoon sun is like a dragon spitting flames, and waves of heat are coming, making people want to lie on a comfortable recliner and take a nap with a fan. Even the most diligent guy is lazily lying in front of the counter at this time, looking listless.

It was the time when business was at its lowest, and the whole street was silent as if it were asleep. The lazy man hiding in a dark corner was waiting for the evening market, holding the brim of his hat to cover his brow, but he was surprised to find a group of people thinking that the market was approaching. The man at the front of the crowd rode a tall horse, with a fierce light on his face, and when he made eye contact, the mud-legged men hurriedly dodged, for fear of being unjustifiably killed.

The people who have been on this street all the year round know that this is the descendant of the Cheng family at Qianmen as soon as they see the clothes worn by these people. The brown shirt with a small hat is handsome compared to these mud legs.

The mud legs squatting in the shade couldn't help but sit up, and even from a distance, they could feel the murderous aura emanating from that group of people. Everyone was in their hearts, and they couldn't help but speculate: It's not time to buy groceries now, what are these guys going to do?

The subordinates of the Cheng Mansion quickly gave an answer.

I saw that the popular Shen Dantian immediately waved his hand vigorously, and shouted: "Xiangguo Gongzi, rob the people's daughters, have no king's law, and lose all conscience!" ”

The subordinates behind seemed to have received some signal, and shouted together: "Xiangguo Gongzi, rob the people's daughters, have no king's law, and lose their conscience!" ”

More than two dozen men, roaring with all their strength, were particularly loud in the silent street.

A group of mud-legged people were startled, daring to love that these people were going to Xiangguo Mansion to make trouble!

It is said that the people do not fight with the rich, and the rich do not fight with the officials, although Cheng Yunhe is a giant, but if he shouts at the Lord Xiangguo, it is still a little insignificant. The people of the Cheng family provoked with such fanfare, it was really beyond their means.

Everyone is curious, although they are not optimistic about the outcome of these subordinates, but some people can't help but pull a subordinate of Cheng Mansion and ask: "Big brother, may I ask which folk girl did the son of Lord Xiangguo rob?" ”

The subordinate said with a proud face: "Do you know the reception envoy of Fairy Mu of Daxue Mountain, the little scholar with the gold medal given by the emperor, the king of poetry in Lushan, and the big shopkeeper of Genting Shopping Center?" ”

"I know, who doesn't know Lord Tang An Tang in the capital now!"

"Oh, the one riding a horse in front is our brother An." The man said, and said with an unfair face: "Brother An and Feixue Yue Lange Liu are all in love, childhood sweethearts, and they are cheating and raping... No, it's Lang's concubine. They have long been married and even have children. I hate that Xiangguo Gongzi coveted the beauty of the willow family, relying on the power of the family, he insisted on coercion and temptation, and snatched the willow family! Do you say he's mean or not? Shameless or not shameless? ”

"Despicable enough, shameless enough!"

"We are not vegetarians either. The lady was robbed, which of us can bear it? "That's why we gathered a group of brothers and prepared to make a big fuss about the Xiangguo Mansion." Is it enough for a man? Is it domineering enough? ”

"What a man, what a domineering!"

"That's it. Brother An is the idol of our poor people, if he hadn't been at the forefront of the fight against the powerful, our life would not have been possible! "Think about it, this time the powerful robbed his wife, and next time he robbed your mother-in-law and your daughter!" As long as your children and grandchildren are women, they will be snatched away by the powerful! ”

The mud-legged man's eyes were red, and he said, "I'll kill that bastard!" ”

The man patted him on the shoulder and said, "Alas, who told us to live hard, it is better than the poor." If we are not united, who can help us? ”

"Big brother, can I come with you?"

"Our 'Cheng Family Resistance Association' welcomes like-minded friends to join!"

"Good!" The man seemed to think of the miserable picture of his woman being snatched away, and shouted: "Xiangguo Gongzi, robbing the people's daughter, there is no king's law, and he has lost his conscience!" ”

Ordinary people have two biggest characteristics: one is that they love to join in the fun, and the other is that they are easy to be instigated.

Watching the brigade shouting frightening slogans, opening the door and walking on the street to see more and more people watching the excitement. As the most easily incited people joined the ranks of Cheng Fu's family, more people changed from watching the excitement to joining in the fun, shouting slogans to enter the team.

Every time you walk down a street, the queue for relatives grows larger. It didn't take long for the team, which was originally less than thirty people, to become a long line. Some of these people are making a fuss, some are out of the grief and indignation of the poor and sympathetic, and more are really moved by the "love tragedy" of Liu Tingge and Tang An.

The imagination of the people is limitless, and with the first rumor spreading, it has been artistically processed by countless people so far. It is said that the most widely circulated version is: the two began to fall in love at the age of six and married at the age of twelve. But when he came to the capital from the countryside, he had no choice but to be a singer and a scholar, otherwise he had no money to support his seven sons and eight daughters.

The people who heard the rumors were all different from the enemy: Xiangguo Gongzi did not even let go of the mother of fifteen children, and he was really the scum of the scum, and the beast of the scum!

Those women who have not given birth to enough fifteen children are even more at risk, and when the capital is in turmoil, hearing the words "Xiangguo Gongzi" is like hearing the most terrible perverted madman.

"Hey, where are so many people going?"

"Kiss grabbing! Tang An's lady was snatched away by Xiangguo's son, don't you know this? ”

Similar conversations can be found in the streets of Bianjing. The news of the little scholar snatching his relatives was like a whirlwind, which swept the entire capital in an instant. As more and more people go out of their homes, the traffic throughout the capital has been blocked, and the whole area is full of people, like locusts crossing the border in the crops.

Of course, the most unexpected person is Tang An.

He didn't expect it to cause such a large-scale sensation, people who are familiar with the inside story know that they are robbing relatives, and those who don't know think it is a rebellion.

The more people there are, the greater the pressure of public opinion, which is beneficial and harmless for him to save people, and it can also make Dongfang Xuanyun ruined by the way, so the more people there are, the more happy he is.

But unfortunately, it is not only ordinary people who have learned the news. Bianjing Mansion and Dali Temple jumped for a while, and when they heard of such a large-scale mass riot, Fu Yin and Dali Temple Qing were so frightened that they were scared. If the people are allowed to break into the Xiangguo Mansion, not only will the black veil on their heads be lost, but they will even lose their lives. However, the number of officials who run errands is too small, and even if they are pulled on the street, it is a drop in the bucket.

After thinking about it, Yin of Bianjing Mansion and Dali Siqing went to find Wan Jie together, and the only one who could solve the current urgency was the Praetorian Guard. The two of them pounced, and Wan Jie had already brought all the people and horses to guard the main road of Xiangguo Mansion.

Yin of Bianjing Mansion and Dali Siqing looked at each other and smiled, and finally breathed a long sigh of relief. With the Praetorian Guard on the move, it seems that this matter should be solved.

But... It is said that Lord Tang is not a fuel-efficient lamp...