Wei Chong ignored everyone's eyes, stepped up to the last dead criminal, Ma Si, took out a document from his arms, and read it aloud: "Ma Si, as an internal arrester, accepted bribes and formed friends without permission, and even co-opted outlaws from many places, extorted tyranny from the people, and harassed the streets, which is unbearable. Today, taking advantage of the redundancy, he has to issue a charge and behead more than 30 members of his friends in the city to set an example! ”

But Wei Chong's impassioned statement did not attract applause, and the atmosphere was cold. Wei Huai's face turned pale, and his hand holding the vine crutch shook uncontrollably, almost falling down; Yuan Long's expression also changed greatly, and he hurriedly stepped forward to support him.

"Ahem," Wei Chong was very unhappy about such a scene, and after coughing lightly twice, he turned his head and waved his hand, "Let's start...... Execution! ”

The sun was blazing, and the tortured people had tears in their eyes, and they looked up at the edge of the knife, and the silver was shining, and gradually fell down to their necks; Ma Si looked straight ahead, his face did not change, and he waited for death; The Mao Catcher, who was tortured together, stroked his black hair, closed his eyes, looked up to the sky and said: "I can save the lives of my brothers, and I will not regret ...... death."

The knife fell in his hand, the knife edge was sharp, and there was no sound, and the heads of more than thirty people rolled to the front of the stage, which made the originally excited people only feel fear at this time.

"Pack it up." Wei Chong waved his finger lightly, and the officials and soldiers came to the stage one after another, packed the corpses in bags, and pushed them outside the city for burial.

As Wei Chong and others led the officers and soldiers to leave, the people also swarmed away, and a few of them remembered the scene of Fang Cai, and they were almost unable to take a step. Only Wei Huai stared at the blood that had soaked under the stage in a daze, and was silent for a moment.

There were only two of them left. Xia Yuanlong couldn't help but sigh deeply and shook Wei Huai's body: "And the people, and the people." ”

Wei Huai came back to his senses and looked at him solemnly.

"It's time for us to go." Xia Yuanlong saw that Wei Huai was so dull, and hurriedly persuaded.

Wei Huai shook his head and walked alone to the wooden platform with a rattan crutch.

"Oh, Brother Min, blood!"

Xia Yuanlong's sudden reminder, Wei Huaifang lowered his head, and saw a pair of shoes stained with crimson blood, and even his trouser legs were rubbed a little.

Xia Yuanlong knew that he was unable to move, so he wanted to squat down to wipe off the blood for him, but was stopped by Wei Huai.

"You ......"

Wei Huai waved his hand and leaned over, but Yuanlong had to hold on to him. He scraped the blood from his shoes with his hands.

Looking at the blood-stained hands, Wei Huai's brows furrowed deeply, and his heart was painful like a knife, and it didn't stop for a long time. This is the unjust blood of countless lives, and every drop that falls is an accusation of the injustice of the government and the insensitivity of the old man. However, this is only the beginning, and there will be countless deaths in the future. Worried about the country and the people, he could only watch the blood flow into a river, and his academy would teach and recite scriptures all day long, which became meaningless.

Wei Huai's mood has been extremely dull, and he couldn't talk to Xia Yuanlong on the road, and after walking to the inner courtyard of the academy, he slowly turned around and asked Xia Yuanlong: "Renying, you see...... Can I take back my redundant advice? ”

Xia Yuanlong saw that he was hesitating, so he replied vaguely: "Don't think about taking you back." They are fighting fiercely, and if you try to stop it, you can't stop it. ”

As soon as he was about to walk in, he was tightly held by Wei Huai: "Renying, you are not sad at all that such a tragic thing happened to me in Nanjing City?" ”

"I'm sad, even sad and angry," Xia Yuanlong said in his heart, "It's because of the pain that you can't be discouraged because of this, so what else can you save the people!" ”

"Save the people?" Wei Huai's temper became more and more accumulated, "Let you and I implement this bastard policy, and wait for Nanjing to be disrupted by the party dispute!" ”

Xia Yuanlong gritted his teeth, let out a few wry smiles, sat down, and drank a few sips of tea that had been cold in the morning in order to stabilize his mood.

Wei Huai still said reluctantly: "You said that the layoffs have been redundant for several years, and most of them have been cut by the two parties. On the contrary, the loyal and good people will suffer from this, and the people will not be able to bear it! Don't we, the initiators, feel guilty and blame ourselves? ”

"Then what do you say!" Xia Yuanlong was a little anxious.

"Put out the fire of party strife first, instead of burning more and more." Wei Huai replied firmly.

"They have another reason to ...... without redundancy"

"But it will never be worse than the current situation!" Wei Huai was very annoyed, and shouted at Xia Yuanlong, "Our advice was originally for the benefit of the people, but it was misinterpreted like this, and it made such a scene, what else can we argue!" ”

Xia Yuanlong stood up and scolded: "Brother Wei, it's really hard to be blind!" The unjust death of these 30 people today will surely save millions of people from the benefit of eternity in the future, and the more chaotic the struggle between the two parties becomes, the greater our reform will be! ”

"Take those unjustly killed people as a bet on the academy, I won't do such a thing." The resoluteness and resoluteness revealed in Wei Huai's eyes are daunting.

Xia Yuanlong ignored it, walked to the stairs, turned around and said to Wei Huai: "Even if a hundred or a thousand people die, as long as it can be beneficial to the word 'reform', then Xia will not hesitate!" With that, he left indignantly.

Wei Huai looked at everything in front of him, as if he couldn't believe it. He is a scholar with the ambition to save the country, and he has always been a bright heart and a gentleman. But where did you think that you would be involved in the terrifying whirlpool of party disputes? The power of the Wanlu Party is tilted towards Nanjing, while the Liu Party manipulates life and death, the imperial power is inviolable, and the reform does not seem to have the support of any person in power. Yes, they have the hearts of the people, but this can't touch anything, they can still be proud, they can maintain the status quo, and they can fall asleep. The road to reform has been tortuous, and Wei Huai once felt that he was doing it in vain, only adding bricks and tiles to the existing suffering, making it more and more high.

He looked at the towering white walls of the academy in the distance, and it seemed like it could never be climbed. Wei Huai stopped and continued to fall into deep thought.

Xia Yuanlong didn't think so at all, he was just disappointed in Wei Huai again. Because he himself is so shrewd and capable, that everything must be seen in every detail, and Wei Huai does not have to work hard. Although some people have used this to sow discord, Yuan Long will never have any opinion on this. He is strict with himself and lenient with others, and has no doubt about Wei Huai's dedication to saving the country and Kuang Min, so he believes in Wei Huai again and again, and puts his heart in his heart again and again, but there is little response.

Although the quarrel was fierce this time, Xia Yuanlong was still stubborn: he fought for the people, not just because he defended Huai. He was not discouraged, and immediately came up with a way to persuade Wei Huai: go to Ye Yongjia.

The yamen, who had just finished dealing with a big injustice case, looked lifeless, and Yuan Long walked in sullenly.