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in the crowd.

Ji Gang almost didn't vomit three liters of blood.

Ji Gang doesn't understand much about things like the erosion of life, but today he really saw it.

As for the hooligans and second ancestors around him, Ji Gang's heart was full of disgust.

It's just that compared with Ji Gang, what is even more tragic is the people who come to read in twos and threes.

These scholars were originally just paying tribute to Fang Xiaoru, but who knew that here, it suddenly became a market, and it was bustling everywhere, all of which were a group of gentlemen who didn't look like good people or splashes on the street, originally some people wanted to cry loudly, and even some people thought of the sacrifice and read it out here, so as to miss Fang Xiaoru's life, and even some people with other plans, hoping to make waves in it, triggering the confrontation between the court and the scholars.

It's just a pity that people who want to cry can't cry, and before you start brewing, a guy who is out of tune suddenly comes out and shouts into your ear: "Cooking cakes, delicious cooking cakes, Liuxiang Zhang Ji's ancestral special cooking cakes, guest officer, as long as three money, three dollars ......"

At this time, you can't cry, even if you want to cry, no matter what you want, but before you start to look up to the sky and howl, someone tuggs at the corner of your clothes: "Guest officer, do you want the latest treasure book?" ”

Zhang Mao is one of the readers, he is a native of Hangzhou, studying in Nanjing, has always admired Fang Xiaoru, after Jianwen ascended the throne, various societies and poetry societies have sprung up like mushrooms after a rain, Zhang Mao is mixed in it, like a fish in water, it is a very strong figure in the limelight, these societies and poetry societies are not just poetry against each other, in fact, most of the time, talking about state affairs, scholars discuss state affairs in vain, which is absolutely forbidden in the Taizu period, Taizu regarded the scholars as rotten Confucianism, and had specially issued an edict, military households, artisan households, and civilian households, But as long as it is a person, it can talk about state affairs, but it is not allowed to be a member, but Jianwen ascended the throne, and this ancestral system is useless, which makes many scholars become active.

Not only that, these poetry societies and societies also have many shadows of court ministers, in fact, this is also a matter of course, scholars are the foundation of court ministers, officials need to clear their names, they need someone to run for you, someone to publicize. And the scholars are willing to take refuge in the shade by leaning against the big trees. So everyone relied on this kind of poetry club and school club as a link, and then through the relationship between the same year, fellow villagers, teachers and students, they became a community of destiny.

Zhang Mao is the backbone of several poetry societies, and today's memorial to Fang Xiaoru was also instructed by someone to organize him secretly.

The purpose is actually very simple, it is nothing more than to make a little noise, as for what the above means, Zhang Mao does not know, in fact, he speculates in his heart, the intention is nothing more than two kinds, one is to let the new emperor see the liliang of the 'scholar'. And the other, most likely, has other plans. Either way, Zhang Mao is very supportive.

Originally, everything was in order, he began to connect with several other people, and gathered thousands of scholars to gather here, according to his original idea, everyone had to cry together, and then read out the sacrificial text, if the court made a move, Zhang Mao would naturally be careful to avoid it, all in all, bloodshed is inevitable, but Zhang Mao naturally can't die, his life is obviously more precious.

Of course, the reason why Zhang Mao had such courage and dared to do this was because he received extremely accurate news that Emperor Jianwen was not dead.

In fact, there have been such rumors in the market for a long time, and many people have said it conclusively, and for Zhang Mao, as long as this news can be confirmed, then it is a very good opportunity.

In the eyes of readers, Emperor Jianwen is the expectation of the people, the so-called winner of the hearts of the world, others believe it or not, at least the reader believes in this fact, in fact, it is true in ancient times, and there are indeed many such examples, but unfortunately, Jianwen is the worst player, there is a hand of the most haode cards, occupy the right time and place, after all, it still loses.

It's just that Zhang Mao doesn't see it this way, he thinks that Zhu Di can enter Beijing just because of luck, as long as Jianwen Tianzi is still there, when he ascends to the heights, the world will definitely respond, and he ......

Zhang Mao's mind is actually very pure, he is just making trouble, but now, this matter can't be troubled.

On such an occasion, how can you teach people to make trouble.

Especially under the atmosphere of wave after wave of obscenities: "Laugh one, laugh one ......", Zhang Mao was upset.

Zhang Mao was angry, how could this be reasonable, it was simply ridiculous, what kind of place is this, this was once Fang Xiaoru's residence, how can they be allowed to mess around, today is Mr. Fang's first seven, and these scumbags are not allowed to make noise here.

After discussing with a few scholars in a low voice, he turned his head and headed towards the high platform.

The atmosphere there has reached a climax, and everyone shouts in unison: "Next, next......"

Wu Tong screamed as hard as he could: "Are you excited? Are you happy? ”

Everyone yelled together: "Sooner or later, I'll kill you!" ”

Wu Tong said with emotion: "Today is a big day for Wu, this is Wu's first time on stage, and it is also the first time Wu has organized this event." Now everyone shouts with me: 'Dental defense group, dental defense group, our goal is ......'"

"Get out of here, let the pear blossoms come up!"

Wu Tong said: "Your enthusiasm has infected me......"

When he said this, Wu Tong's voice stopped abruptly, because at this time, Zhang Mao rushed to the stage violently, and pushed away the crowd with a righteous attitude.

Silent......

And then there are the myriad of eyes.

The eyes of the second ancestor were on fire, and Zhang Mao's eyes were also on fire.

"Why hit someone?" The second ancestor felt aggrieved, what's wrong with him today, he didn't look at the yellow calendar when he went out.

Zhang Mao relied on the waves of scholars behind him to gather behind him, and said righteously: "Indecent, shameless!" ”

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Shameless and shameless, I didn't provoke you.

The jaws of the sons and brothers present are about to drop, we are scum and we know it, but what are you doing here to join in the fun?

"Brother, what does this have to do with you?"

Zhang Mao said sadly: "Bad people's hearts! ”

The second ancestor is more sad and angry than him, what is bad for me is just my own mental art, what do I have to do with you? You beat me for no reason, and you scolded me for being obscene and shameless, how can you let people gain a foothold in the entertainment industry in the future? The second ancestor didn't say a word, and the embroidered fist smashed towards Zhang Mao's front door.

On one side is Brother Gongzi's embroidery fist, on the other side is the scholar's Wang Baquan, the second ancestor fought back, the readers behind Zhang Mao started one after another, and the other Brother Gongzi looked at it and shouted: "Beat someone, beat someone, beat someone." Then he put away the fan in his hand and joined the warband.

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