This huge wave was the first to rush to the Guozijian, and after the first class was over, the Guozijian heard what had happened in the morning.

The prison exploded in an instant, and the prisoners were in an uproar.

"This is a traitor!"

I don't know who was the first to denounce with righteous indignation.

Duanmu Heng was also in class, his brows furrowed and his eyes dark.

For the emperor, Duanmu Heng has long been disappointed, and now he is only even more disappointed. Jin Yu is ruined on the outside, and it is not enough to describe him as a person.

The rest of the classmates were all emotional, and their faces were full of indignation.

"Yes, in order to destroy the thorn in the eye, he did not hesitate to cooperate with the enemy, so unscrupulous, he is simply Sven scum!"

"Moreover, he also led the Northern Yan Army into the customs, which is simply luring wolves into the house, and he is playing with the people in Dasheng!!"

"The emperor is treason and betrayal, he ...... He ......"

Is he still the emperor of Dasheng?!

The voices of his classmates grew louder and sharper, condemning the emperor's injustice.

"You...... You are a great rebel! ”

At this moment, Huo Di, a prisoner in his twenties and wearing a straight blue shirt, stood up and interrupted the others in a rough voice.

"The emperor is the emperor, but the son of heaven. The emperor did everything right. ”

"The king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die."

"Thunder and rain dew is Jun'en!"

The prisoner in Tsing Yi looked around at everyone angrily, his chin raised high, and he looked like "everyone is drunk and I am sober".

The other prisoners around them looked different, either frowning, or disapproving, or sympathetic, or arguing angrily with the Tsing Yi prisoner, each expressing their opinions.

The quarrel here became more and more intense, Duanmu Heng packed up the bookcase without saying a word, and at this time, three or four prisoners suddenly walked up to Duanmu Heng.

One of the blue-clothed prisoners looked at Duanmu Heng and asked, "Brother Duanmu, is this matter ...... What do you think? ”

Duanmu Heng just closed the bookcase, put his slender and calloused hands on the bookish lid, and said unhurriedly: "The Zhenbei Wangfu is innocent, the northern soldiers are innocent, and the people in the north are innocent. ”

They all died for the emperor's selfish interests.

This also includes the eldest uncle Duanmu Lang, if it weren't for the years of war in the north, how could Duanmu Jun and Duanmu Fei become orphan daughters without a father and mother!

His voice wasn't particularly loud, but it was clear and powerful, and it spread throughout the class.

The surrounding prisoners seemed to lose their voices, and one by one fell silent, falling into a dead silence.

Outside the classroom, the warm breeze slowly stirred the treetops, making a slight rustling sound, causing ripples on the lake of everyone's hearts, spreading out in circles.

Anyway, Duanmu Heng got to the point.

There was a moment of silence in the class, until a choked male voice broke the silence:

"What Brother Duanmu said is true!"

Everyone subconsciously followed the sound, and saw a gray-clothed prisoner standing by the east window, his eyes were red, his eyes were faintly shining with tears, and he didn't know whether he was angry or sad.

"Brother Zhang, I remember that you were originally from the north...... someone said in a low voice.

Zhang Yifeng, a gray-clothed prisoner, sighed, looked at the swaying treetops outside the window, his eyes sparkled, "My home is in Luoxian City in the north...... When I came to the capital with my mother to celebrate my grandmother's birthday, I only left Luo Xian City for two days, and I heard about the capture of Luo Xian City. ”

"After the Northern Yan people broke Luoxian City, they slaughtered the city for three days without leaving a living mouth. When the news came, my mother fainted immediately, and I just wanted to die with my father and younger brothers, but it was for my ......."

"At that time, the Northern Yan army was menacing, and a few days later it broke Jikai City, and several cities in the north were panicked, and our mother and son fled from the north with the displaced people all the way, and finally escaped to the capital."

"And my mother also died of a serious illness on the way to escape, leaving me alone."

Zhang Yifeng's voice became more and more bitter, but in less than a month, he had changed from a person with both parents and brothers to a lonely orphan.

It's quieter!

"Brother Zhang, you ...... festival"

Someone wanted to persuade him to mourn, but before the word "mourning" came out, he saw that Zhang Yifeng grabbed the pen on the side as if he was crazy and threw it out of the window.

He was still angry, and threw the inkstone out again.

"Plop!"

The inkstone fell into the pond outside the window, and the ink on the inkstone also spread out in the clear water, blooming a black ink flower.

Everyone looked at him in amazement, only to see a line of hot tears slip down the corners of his eyes, and his eyes became even redder.

The boy doesn't flick when he has tears, but he hasn't reached the sad place.

Everyone felt as if they had pressed a boulder in their hearts.

Zhang Yifeng wiped away his tears with his cuffs and made a categorical oath: "If the emperor doesn't give an explanation for this matter, I will never touch the pen and inkstone again in my life!" ”

His voice was high and indignant, and his expression was firm.

For a moment, everyone was in an uproar.

His meaning is clear, that is, he wants to give up the imperial examination and give up being an official.

They have been studying hard for ten years just to one day sell goods to the emperor's family, and his words are equivalent to giving up the efforts of the past nearly 20 years.

However, at this moment, no one tried to dissuade him.

Everyone's hearts are also struggling, the same dazed, they study hard not only to be loyal to the emperor, but also to benefit the people of the world, in order to go down in history, is it worth their allegiance to such an emperor who does not hesitate to betray the country? !

"Brother Zhang, what you said is true." An indigo prisoner strode to Zhang Yifeng's side, "The emperor must give an explanation to the people of the world." ”

This kind of anger seemed to be contagious, and many prisoners echoed it one by one to express their support.

The inmates boiled like a pot of boiling hot water.

Zhang Yifeng's eyes seemed to be burning with a raging fire, and suddenly, he picked up the bookcase, strode towards the outside of the class, and said resolutely: "I want to ask for my life before going to the imperial city!" ”

The rest of the prisoners looked at each other.

This time, no one dared to go along easily.

Although many of them were indignant because of the emperor's injustice, they did not dare to be impulsive, lest they harm the whole family.

The prisoners watched Zhang Yifeng's resolute back fade away with complicated expressions, and the young man in the sun was like a soldier rushing to the battlefield, and the bookcase in his hand was his sword and armor.

There was a heavy sigh in the air, and I don't know who suddenly said: "It's a pity, it's a pity that Chongming ......"

The voice didn't dare to say anything more, but everyone present could probably guess what he was talking about.

It's a pity, it's a pity that Emperor Chongming was killed by Jinshang!

It's a pity, it's a pity that Emperor Chongming has no sons, otherwise, there would be a son of Emperor Chongming to return to orthodoxy!

After all, a thousand words turned into a feeble sigh.

Soon, everyone else also stepped out of the classroom, Duanmu Heng walked among his classmates, and silently left Guozijian with a bookcase.

When he came out of the gate of Guozijian, it happened that the female school next door also dispersed, and the girls came out of it in twos and threes, and Duanmu Heng saw a familiar shadow at a glance.

The sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl was wearing a water-green skirt, beautiful and elegant, with a calm and quiet expression, it was Ji Lanzhou.

The eyes of the two met in mid-air for a moment, and they looked at each other and smiled.

Duanmu Heng paused, then walked towards Ji Lanzhou, and said with a smile: "County Lord, I'll send you back, the capital has been in chaos recently." ”

Ji Lanzhou responded generously.

The surrounding Guozijian and the classmates of the female school knew that the two of them were unmarried couples, and the marriage was just around the corner, so they just glanced at it and got into their own carriages.

Ji Lanzhou originally came by carriage, but he didn't get into the carriage again, and the two chose to walk along Mingxian Street with a tacit understanding.

The maid and the maid glanced at each other, silently keeping a certain distance from their masters.

"Duanmu Gongzi, a few days ago, Sister Ling sent someone to bring me some lotus tea, the lotus fragrance is rich, fragrant and sweet, I haven't had a chance to thank her in person." Ji Lanzhou casually found a character that both of them were familiar with as a topic.

Duanmu Heng was stunned and remembered that Duanmu Heng also gave him lotus tea two days ago, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but hook, "It's good." I'll ask her to send you some more. ”

His tone was a matter of course, and it was clear that the brother and sister were intimate and did not need to be polite.

That's good. The corners of Ji Lanzhou's lips also curled, and he quickly glanced at his handsome side face. That is, he also likes lotus tea?

Ji Lanzhou silently wrote it down.

While talking, the two walked past a teahouse in front of them, and they heard a noise in the teahouse, and some impassioned voices came from it, and their emotions became more and more excited.

"Such an unrighteous act is unprecedented!"

"Seeking the skin of a tiger, no wonder it will lead to a monstrous disaster!"

"The official family must be allowed to issue another edict, otherwise how can we comfort the thousands of undead in the north!"

“……”

In the teahouse, at a glance, there are all those scholars wearing scarves and straight jackets, with red faces and red ears.

Suddenly, disaster struck.

A white porcelain cup was smashed from behind a window on the second floor......

Duanmu Heng frowned, took a big stride, blocked in front of Ji Lanzhou, raised his hand and grabbed the porcelain cup accurately.

"Girl."

The maid ran up nervously and quickly, checking Ji Lanzhou up and down, for fear that she would be touched.

Duanmu Heng's little servant frowned, feeling that this girl was really shocked, if she really wanted to touch something, it was also her own son!

The little guy stepped forward angrily and ran to find Xiao Er's theory in the lobby of the teahouse: "Hey, Xiao Er, what's going on here?!" How can you throw a cup from upstairs, if you hurt someone, who is responsible! Can you afford it?! ”

Xiao Er was very embarrassed, walked out of the lobby, and apologized to Duanmu Heng and Ji Lanzhou again and again: "This son, this girl, I'm really sorry, it's a few scholars upstairs who are arguing." As an apology, how about the two of you have tea? ”

"No need." Duanmu Heng returned the teacup to Xiao Er, "You just ask the people upstairs to be careful." ”

He stroked his sleeves and returned to his elegant and calm appearance.

Ji Lanzhou blessed Duanmu Heng, "Thank you Duanmu Gongzi." ”

Her expression was a little less restrained, and there was a little more smile at the bottom of her eyes, and her dark eyes were full of light.

Duanmu Heng cleared his throat and tried to calm down, "It should be." ”

She was his future wife, and he was supposed to take care of her.

He only said three words, but strangely, Ji Lanzhou realized his unfinished words from these plain three words, and the corners of his lips curled slightly.

The two looked at each other for a moment, then moved away again, each other's ears were a little hot, and continued to walk forward.

Ji Lanzhou said casually: "The capital is really chaotic, but what happened?" ”

Ji Lanzhou actually had nothing to say, and casually pulled up a topic to resolve the embarrassment, Duanmu Heng hesitated, but still told everything he knew. This matter can't be hidden, and sooner or later it will spread to the capital, no, it's known to the whole world.

Ji Lanzhou was almost dumbfounded, her cherry lips moved, her eyes were deep and complicated, and she asked in a low voice, "Is this true?" ”

She asked, are these two secret messages "true"? Did the emperor "really" do these things?!

Duanmu Heng said with certainty: "It should be true, in the early dynasty, Xuan Guogong questioned the official family in the court with those two secret decrees to the first defense of the country, if there is no perfect certainty, Xuan Guogong will not be so reckless." ”

The Chu family is the head of the four major families, a century-old hairpin family, for the sake of the Chu family's reputation, it is impossible for Xuanguo Gong to create something out of nothing.

As they were talking, there was another commotion in the direction of the teahouse behind them, and four or five students came out of the teahouse with indignant voices.

"Let's go! Brother Wang, let's also go to meditate in front of the Imperial City! ”

"You wait for me, I'll go to Songshi Academy and call Brother Shang and Brother Li."

"Okay, let's meet on Chang'an Avenue after a stick of incense."

The students spoke, walking beside them like a fly, and their backs were as tall as pines and cypresses.

Duanmu Heng looked at the backs of these students, and subconsciously stopped, his dark pupils were as calm as a secluded pool, and there was a faint hint of envy in them.

------Off topic------

Stayed at the top of the monthly pass list for one night, thank you thanks!

Yesterday, there were 70,000 more explosions, and the girls cheered, and the monthly ticket list overtook one night, which made the gods unhappy...... A little scared.

But I still want tickets, because it's your love.

Xiaoxiang has a monthly pass red envelope, and the girl who has voted for it remembers to get it, and I will open it after receiving it.

The progress of the fifth volume is very fast, the outline is sorted out and organized, and I am not afraid of running out of manuscripts, and I will cry when the outline is used up. I went to the syllabus, and tomorrow the update time is normal, 7:10 in the morning.