As soon as he said this, the crowd was in a commotion again, but someone outside the crowd suddenly shouted: "San Lang Saburo, your wife has given birth!" Big fat boy, mother and son are safe! ”

"Bang!" The calamity of the barrel has landed again.

San Lang stood upright, his mouth open, he couldn't react for a long time, and he didn't know who kicked his ass, and said with a smile: "Why don't you go and take a look!" He was kicked and crawled to the ground.

Then someone shouted: "Li Laogua, your wife has been sent to Wanchun Medical Hall!" Hurry up and take a look! ”

A man in the crowd jumped up and strode out.

Then there were some craftsmen who were in a hurry, and they all got the news that their families were well, and Wen Zhen also indicated that since he had explained at the beginning that he would replace his service with work, he could replace him and never break his promise. The tense atmosphere was suddenly relaxed, and the team leaders of the overseers saw that they were not good, and they all quietly slipped away in the crowd.

Huang Qingsong's face was ugly and deadly, and he kept shrinking to the side and kept silent.

Wen Zhen looked at it coldly, and breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, knowing that his people had arrived.

The guards beside her, Geng Guang and Chen Xiaotian on the bright side, were sent to Jiang Xin. Secretly, she transferred a group of elites from Liushan, led by Pan Hang, and set off from Liushan, and also went directly to Huzhou.

It's just that Pan Hang is still responsible for the task of investigating the garrison near Huzhou, and he has just arrived in Huzhou not long ago, and after coming, he went straight to the Assassin's Mansion and found that the construction site was very contradictory, and Leng Ying had the ability to stealth and teleport, and had been undertaking the task of information transmission, and told Wen Zhen the situation, and Wen Zhen asked Pan Hang to take people to help solve the worries of the workers on the construction site first.

She looked at the unfinished Thorn Mansion in front of her, it was likely that this tall mansion had already violated the regulations.

Huzhou is full of pits.

At this moment, in the face of the cheers of the people, she smiled and pressed her hands, and when everyone's voices stopped, she pointed to the mansion and said: "Huzhou has been driving since it was below, and the enthusiasm of your colleagues has moved the official very much. But this generous gift is never dared to be accepted. ”

Huang Qingsong was silent for a moment and said, "Lord Thorn Shi's words are wrong. In the matter of the mansion, if it weren't for your personal instructions, how would we dare to overstep the bounds? ”

To his surprise, Wen Zhen did not argue with him whether he had instructed the mansion to be rebuilt, but pointed to the Thorn History Mansion and said to Zhang Yue: "Zhang Changshi, you see that this Thorn History Mansion covers a vast area, if it is used as another way, I don't know how many pieces it can be divided into?" ”

Zhang Yue understood and said with a smile: "But it depends on the needs of the people." If the poor people in the world are not yet allowed to take refuge, a part of it can be set aside as a good hall; In addition, I heard that although the local area is still rich, but the literary style is not prosperous, maybe it is time to build a Confucian Temple? Otherwise, Lord Thorn Shi should not be allowed to suffer so much, and it is also necessary to open another river and lake to fish. ”

Everyone laughed, and Wen Zhen said, "I think it's okay." However, it is better to give a fish than to give it a fish. It is better to set up a technical school here, but all the handicrafts such as textile, papermaking, shipbuilding, iron smelting, mining and metallurgy, carpentry, leather, pottery, lacquerware, jadeware, cooking, etc., hire famous teachers, recruit apprentices, and teach in a unified manner, but teach the world to circulate skills, and all industries can flourish. ”

Zhang Yue's eyes lit up, and after thinking about it, he felt that this idea was ahead of his time, although there would be a lot of difficulty in implementing it, but it might not be impossible to try, "It's just that the adults have dedicated all the mansions, will they have no fixed place to live in the future?" ”

"People don't have three meals a day and one night at night, what do you want to do in such a big place?" Wen Zhen joked, "I have nowhere to go, don't the people of Huzhou take me in?" ”

The people immediately laughed, and most of them shouted: "Naturally, immediately sweep the couch to greet each other!" ”

Huang Qingsong silently took a step back, another step.

This woman saw the move, slipped and did not leave her hands, she was very good at winning people's hearts, and she had only been here for a long time, and she saw the people of Huzhou looking at her with burning eyes, and her eyes were very loving.

Now I can only hope that the situation on the state school side will be out of control, and then His Royal Highness Dingwang will come to take advantage of the topic.

Wen Zhen glanced ahead, and Pan Hang shouted in response: "Oh no, there's an accident over there in Zhouxue!" ”

Everyone hurried to the state school again.

In the state school square, the angry cries of the scholars became louder and louder.

Don't drive adults have already said that they can't hand in today's article, and the year-end state school assessment is the last. But as soon as this article is written, the literati style of this life will become the last class, how can this be made?

In the middle of the stalemate, suddenly a young man stepped forward, took the scroll, and said, "I can't make it difficult for your classmates, I'll just write it." As he spoke, he wrote it and handed it in.

The scholars looked at it, and they were relieved for a while, although they didn't see what he wrote, but from a distance, they saw that the person was upright, the moon was green, and his temperament was outstanding, and he was not weak in the article. The mood was complicated for a while, a little disdainful, a little glad, a little grateful, they all knelt up straight, looked up, and saw that the young man handed in the article, don't drive a few glances, slightly stunned, but then threw the volume into the previous waste volume, and said angrily: "Vulgar words, perfunctory!" Not! ”

The scholars roared.

A young man in Tsing Yi stood up abruptly and threw the wolf pen in two, "Si Chen, insult Sven, don't write!" ”

Behind him, countless people broke their pens and threw them to the ground!

At this time, Jiang Xin rushed into the square.

Since he entered Huzhou, because the goal is obvious, he was stopped by Huzhou Don't Drive early, called warm reception, but in fact under house arrest, there are people following him every step of the way, with him seems to be aware of the people's feelings, but in fact he is traveling in the mountains and rivers, and after several days, Jiang Xin found that something was wrong, and insisted on refusing to come out again.

As soon as Jiang Xin entered the square, he heard the tide of "The court employs people unscrupulously, takes lowly women as officials, reverses the norms, insults Wenyun, and Huzhou is in danger!" slogan.

Jiang Xin was shocked, opened his arms, ran to the high platform, and shouted: "What are you shouting!" ”

"State scholar, beg the imperial court to remove the history of the assassination!"

"Wen Thorn Shi has not yet performed his duties in Huzhou, what is wrong!"

"Si Chen, it's a big mistake!"

"The politics of the imperial court, how can you allow ignorant students such as Er to comment wantonly!"

"The lowly also has the idea of worrying about the country, and after reading all the books of the sages and sages just to serve the emperor's family, how can they not be punished by the evils of the times?"

I don't know who shouted in the crowd: "This is Lord Jiang Xin Jiang sent by the imperial court to watch the wind, Lord Jiang and Lord Wen have a lot of origins, and Lord Wen's grandmother was Lord Jiang's fiancée!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the originally peaceful dialogue suddenly collapsed, and I don't know which stunned Qing scolded: "Okay, no wonder every sentence is protective, but it turns out to be a raccoon dog!" "If you rush up, you will beat Jiang Xin.

Before he could rush up, several officials rushed up, grabbed him and slammed him to the ground, hitting his head on the stone platform with a bang, and his head was bleeding.

Almost immediately, the scholars went crazy, rushed to the stage in a swarm, pushed away the soldiers, helped their companions, and naturally fought on both sides, Jiang Xin was wrapped in the crowd, and was still trying to stop the development of the whole martial arts, but no one paid attention to it, seeing that he was rushed to the stage for a moment, and was wrapped up in the stage again, and the other driver had already quietly slipped off the stage under the protection of his personal guards, and went to a safe corner to watch the changes.

The crowd fought chaotically for a while, mixed with all kinds of insults Wen Zhen for clinging to the royal family, serving people in Israel, and harming Huzhou.

The man glanced at the crowd as well.

After a while, Master Beijia, who was standing on a higher place, saw Jiang Xin being pushed to the edge of the stone platform, and an excited soldier pushed him, Jiang Xin fell backwards, and someone kicked him again, kicking a sharp stone under his head.

Don't drive Lord clearly saw that the stone pierced the back of Jiang Xin's head, and blood splattered-

He closed his eyes in satisfaction.

All right.

He already knew what was going on, Lord Thorn Shi was very powerful, and what if the affairs of Jianghu and the mansion failed to get her into the trap?

Guanfeng made Jiang Xin die, because the students of the state school were dissatisfied with the new assassin Shi and boycotted the class and made trouble.

He has already passed the book to His Royal Highness the King, and the king will come soon, such a major event, you can immediately suspend the assassin history on the spot to be investigated, just arrived in such a big event, can this assassin history still sit firmly?

All the things arranged before were meant to make the people dissatisfied with the new Assassin Shi, so that what happened later would have more public opinion base, and try to disperse the strength of the Assassin Shi, and it didn't matter if he didn't do all the work, the real thing was only here in the state school.

Although the assassin arrived in advance, Huzhou has been preparing for a long time, and he will never be caught off guard.

Wang Beijia immediately heard the exclamation, and the turbulent tide in the square was blown by the exclamation wind, and it subsided layer by layer, and the crowd gradually dispersed, mixed with the frightened "Dead man, dead man!" A smile flashed in Wang Beijia's eyes, Huo Ran got up, walked quickly through the crowd, and saw a young man half-kneeling on the ground in the open space under the stone platform, hugging Jiang Xin, Jiang Xin's hair was messily covering his face, and there was a pool of blood on his collar and on the ground.

Across from him, a young man in Tsing Yi was pale and frightened.

Wang Bei was shocked and said, "What's wrong with Lord Jiang! ”

As soon as the words fell, the young man on the opposite side raised his eyes and glanced at him, Wang Bei was stunned, and vaguely felt that something was wrong, but the young man in Tsing Yi shouted loudly: "I didn't!" I didn't mean to! Interrupting his strange feelings.

Suddenly, there was a loud noise, "Lord Thorn Shi has arrived!" ”

The king was overjoyed, and when he turned his head, he saw a girl in yellow coming briskly around the crowd. In the afternoon sun, the girl was still holding an umbrella, and the sunlight sprinkled light and shadow on her face through the umbrella, her skin was as bright as jade, and her dark was like cold porcelain, and her eyes were round and big, and when she looked at people, she was reminded of the mysterious cat that came quietly in the depths of the night.

Unexpectedly young, unexpectedly sweet and gentle, Wang Beijia was a little uneasy for no reason.

If it's just like the appearance, how can it become the first female assassin in history?

Wen Zhen didn't seem to feel the contemptuous eyes of the scholars in the square, and looked at the corpse in the young man's arms for the first time, and frowned: "Who died?" ”

Hearing her words, Wang Beijia vaguely felt that something was wrong, and the subordinate officer behind him had already said anxiously: "Lord Assassin Shi!" The students of the state school went on strike to make trouble, and the wind made Master Jiang come to dissuade him, but he was pushed to death by the students! ”

The people on all sides were in an uproar, and Wen Zhen frowned, "Why did you strike class and make trouble?" ”

"Naturally, it's because I'm dissatisfied with your Lord Wen for letting this Huzhou assassin history!"

A somewhat violent and evil tone came, and then the voice came, "The king has arrived, and the officials and people kneel to pick up——"

Wen Zhen turned around and saw that Yan Jue's sedan chair had already arrived, Yan Jue was opening the curtain and looking at her coldly, but the sedan chair was luxurious, but the guard of honor was not very neat, the royal robe on his body was also scattered, his hair was messy, the hairpin was oblique, covered with dust, and there were leaves hanging on his shoulders that were probably hung in the Mercedes-Benz.

was left by her all night, probably running after her, probably running after her, maybe she was not very comfortable, and she was panting for breath when she spoke.

It's no wonder it's not easy.

Yan Jue said in the next sentence: "Wen Zhen, you have already arrived. It is difficult to escape the blame for this major incident during his tenure. What's more, the root cause of this matter is that the scholars of Huzhou are dissatisfied with your woman in charge, which shows that you are in Huzhou, which is rare for the people, and this matter must be considered in the long run. This king has the right to suspend you from your post and discuss your disposition after the discussion between your father and the imperial court. ”

Zhang Yue said angrily: "His Royal Highness King Ding, the ins and outs of this matter have not yet been clarified, why the scholars are making trouble, and why Lord Jiang died has not yet been clarified, so he is in a hurry to suspend Lord Wen." Your Highness is so arbitrary, aren't you afraid that Your Majesty will blame you in the future? ”

Yan Jue glanced at him: "Arbitrary what?" The corpse is here, the dead are always real, right? The scholars are here, and the dissatisfaction is always true, right? Do you have an opinion? Or do you think the public supports Wen Zhen? Then the king will ask you in person, what is the public opinion? Come, this scholar, tell me, what do you think of the history of female assassins in Huzhou, who has no ancestors before and no one after you? ”

The scholar said proudly: "A cook, from a humble background, unlearned, good at drilling, serving people in Israel, and being fortunate to enter, stealing from a high position, and causing chaos to the court." ”

Before he finished speaking, a woman came up, slapped him in the face, and scolded: "The old lady has worked hard to weave and embroider cloth for you to study, who knows that you will be playing nonsense outside all day long!" Not to mention the heroes among the women of Lord Assassin Shi, even if Lord Assassin Shi has no merit, which sage book taught you to chew the root of other people's tongues like this outside without evidence? While scolding the state for being corrupt and misleading, she dragged away her beaten son.

Yan Jue: "......"

Yan Jue endured it, and pointed to another person: "Then you can talk about ......."

Before the scholar could speak, an old man came up, tremblingly handed over a basket, and said, "Son, this is your bundle this month." Dad traveled all over the city and several relatives finally got together, don't worry about family affairs, study hard, ah? ”

The gentleman's words came to his mouth with a grunt, and he swallowed it.

Before Yan Jue could point out again, a chubby gentleman rolled over and pulled the son who was standing at the front with a tug.

Yan Jue looked left and right, and a few of them who stood at the forefront were successively pulled down by their family members either forcefully or gently, and the young man's sharpness was also scattered for a while.

The atmosphere gradually quieted down, and seeing that he couldn't find anything to pick if he wanted to, Yan Jue sneered angrily, ignored Zhang Yue, and pointed at Wen Zhen and said, "What are you talking about." Jiang Xin is dead, you are guilty. Say, "Will I send for you, or will you hand over the seal yourself?" Be smart, and you can get a good situation. ”

Wen Zhen smiled: "Lord Jiang is dead? ”

Yan Jue: "Huh? ”

Wen Zhen smiled again and raised his chin at the young man in the crowd.

The young man put down the person in his arms, hung his head and stood up, the man in his arms stood up with a carp, brushed away his messy hair, and smiled at everyone, but it was a strange middle-aged face.

Several scholars exclaimed, they saw Jiang Xin fall to the ground with their own eyes, and most of them didn't see it with their own eyes, but they were still dazed.

Wang Bei drove a bang in his head, he knew that something was wrong!

Wen Zhen's gaze had already been forced over: "Lord Wang, please ask, since the 'dead' is not Lord Jiang at all, how can you be sure that it is Lord Jiang?" ”

Sweat fell from the king's forehead.

"You see, when I came here earlier, I saw some of the people in the crowd lying on the ground, and the first thing I asked was who was dead. After all, there are so many people here, aren't they? But what was your reaction at that time? ”

"On such a chaotic occasion, anyone can die, but you can't look at it and insist that it is Lord Jiang, then it is naturally because Lord Jiang is the deceased who you arranged and must have."

There was a commotion in the crowd, and an old man in a cloth robe came out, with walnut-sized buns and walnut-like wrinkles, blind in one eye and concentrated in the other, staring coldly at Wang Beijia, it was Jiang Xin.

Wang Beijia's eyes swept around blankly, his mind was in chaos, he didn't know what was going on, Jiang Xin's death was what he saw with his own eyes, but now he was standing in front of him alive.

Wen Zhen glanced at Su Xun, he was standing on the side with his eyes down, he had blended into the scholars before, wrote poems, protected Jiang Xin, she had the heart to test the ability he said, the ability to pull back the moment, if it was used in life and death, wouldn't it save a life?

But this is a matter of human life, so she also arranged someone else around Jiang Xin, in case Su Xun's ability does not exist or is not so powerful, someone else will save Jiang Xin.

Fortunately, Jiang Xin was really pulled back to the moment before, so the backup protector was used to pretend to be a dead body.

Wen Zhen thought that Su Xun's ability was really too rebellious, wouldn't he be able to save whoever he wanted? Why was it so rebellious that it was not collected by the Tianji Mansion? And there is a price to be paid for skills that are too rebellious, where is the price for him?

Someone carried a basket, which was filled with the ink scrolls that had been handed in, Wen Zhen took out the top one, looked at it, and said with a smile: "I heard that today is the Don't Drive Lord to randomly inspect the state school studies, and ask the state students to write poems to praise the officials, and they are dissatisfied with the homework handed in, which triggered this class strike?" Why, such a coursework, don't drive adults are also dissatisfied? As he spoke, he handed the ink scroll to Zhang Yue.

Zhang Yue took it and said at first sight: "Good word." After a closer look, he said, "Good writing." At the end, he said a little dissatisfied: "Although the words are not sincere enough." But the literal effort is beyond reproach. ”

Wen Zhen didn't expect him to say this, and after glancing at him, a scholar muttered in a low voice in disappointment: "Servile words, shame of literati!" ”

He originally spoke in a low voice, not wanting Wen Zhen to suddenly look at him, and said, "I don't dare to ask how famous this gentleman is?" Can you get into the lifting period? Changke or Teko? Filial piety or showmanship? ”

The gentleman was startled, and he couldn't speak. Wen Zhen said lightly: "This, Mr. Zhang Yuezhang, a native of Dingzhou, has never forgotten since childhood, is well-read and knowledgeable, has a noble character, is outstanding, is twelve years old, and is exceptionally elected by the local state government, and is selected from 200,000 people in the state, and is the youngest filial piety of Yongyu in three years. It is also the youngest filial piety in the past. ”

"I'll go to the court, and I'll take the four branches. One is said to be virtuous and wonderful, and the ambition is innocent; Second, he is a doctor of Chinese medicine; Third, it is said that the decree is enough to resolve doubts; Fourth, he is resolute and strategic, and he is not confused. You are a white ding, saying that Zhang Changshi is not worthy of being a literati, are you questioning the vision of His Majesty and all the court officials to promote talents? ”

"Knowledge, knowledge, sincerity, righteousness, self-cultivation, and family unity can govern the country and level the world. If you are not cautious in your personal morality and your mouth is not covered, what kind of justice can you talk about! Stand back! I will hear such words again in the future, and I will go to school and tell myself every day in the fields! ”

The student staggered back, and Zhang Yue's face flushed. Staring at Wen Zhen's eyes scorching, Wen Zhen didn't care at all, and took advantage of the fact that these scholars were temporarily settled, passed down the ink scroll, and said, "Take a look." ”

Everyone watched it obediently this time, and after reading it, they all showed surprise and anger, and some people said angrily: "Such a good volume, why did you still insist on it before?" ”

"Because don't drive adults, you're deliberately stirring up trouble. This ink scroll is the evidence. Wen Zhen Gege smiled, stared at Wang Beijia, whose face was gray, and said, "I took off this black gauze hat myself, or will I slap you down?" ”

Yan Jue suddenly said: "Lord Wen, this king is still here, are you so arrogant?" ”

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