In the winter of the first year of Jianhe, Luoyang City was turbulent, as if there was an invisible giant palm, stirring up the situation.

Early in the morning, countless people helped the old and the young, marching towards the Pingcheng Gate in the cold wind, with tears in their eyes and a fire burning in their chests.

More than 300 Tai students and young Confucian students, dressed in snow-white Confucian shirts with straight backs, sat upright on the ground, holding a petition written in blood in their hands, looking shocking.

The guards in front of the palace gate nervously clenched the halberds in their hands, for fear that they would storm the palace gate.

Today was supposed to be a court meeting, but the ministers' cars were all stopped outside, and no one dared to venture to continue moving forward when they saw this scene.

They were all waiting, and finally, Liang Ji's gorgeous frame that pulled the wind slowly drove in, causing a commotion among the people.

"Do you want to rebel? Get out of the way, or you'll be killed! ”

Liang Meng, who was in charge of the escort, pressed his sword in one hand, and his voice was like a bell, and the guards behind him were like wolves and tigers, murderous.

I thought that these pariahs were as timid as rats and would definitely disperse in a hurry.

Who knew that they just stood in silence, with a spark burning in their angry eyes, surrounded by so much anger, even Liang Meng, who was usually used to it, was a little timid.

Hurriedly patted the horse and walked to the side of the car, and asked in a low voice, "General, do you want to rush over?" ”

Liang Ji glanced at him contemptuously, "Don't you hear that Liangyu doesn't fight with the rubble, let's go, let them make trouble." ”

Liang Meng raised his eyes to look at the silent people, and secretly swallowed his saliva, usually looking at them like chickens and dogs, beating and scolding when they want.

But when they converged into a huge torrent, they exuded a suffocating power, as if the endless waves of the sea could drown them at any time.

"No."

Just as they were about to turn their horses and head back, an old man with gray hair suddenly pounced.

"General, Duke Li was wronged, please let him go."

Liang Meng's face changed drastically, this old thing was too unseemly, and he hurriedly stopped it with a few guards.

"Choked" and pulled out the Qingfeng sword at his waist, pointed at him and scolded him, "Er'an dares to crash into the general's car? ”

"It's Mrs. Yang, the general has killed someone!"

A terrible scream suddenly erupted in the crowd, and several people rushed out bravely, directly surrounding Liang Meng and pushing and shoving.

"The general is too much, even the old man has to be killed, and he doesn't let people speak."

"Let's rush over together and save Yang Taigong, the law doesn't blame the public, the general won't kill us all."

The sharp voice in the crowd was full of excitement and incitement, and many people felt their blood surge, and they involuntarily followed him and began to attack the guards' defense.

"Let's go!"

Liang Ji saw that the situation was not good, so he left Liang Meng and fled.

"Even the prince wants to kill him, kill him!"

I don't know who took the lead, Liang Meng only felt that he was stuffed with a lot of punches and kicks, but without the master's order, he didn't dare to kill people easily with a weapon.

Under the desperate protection of the guards, he finally got out of the crowd, and fled in a hurry with a blue nose and swollen face.

Having lost the object of venting, the people who had already stirred up their emotions began to flock to the gate of the imperial city under the provocation of well-intentioned people.

"Stop, it is a capital crime to storm the city gate, if you have any grievances, you can write to the court, and you will have the queen mother and your majesty in charge."

Wei Wei Gao Ji did not dare to be careless, he personally stood in front of the door, and shouted loudly, his duty was to guard the imperial city, if they rushed into the city today, it would also be a capital crime.

"Don't be impulsive, I am a disciple of Li Gong, Hanoi Zhao Cheng is also, I am willing to petition on behalf of the people in blood, and I implore the Queen Mother to summon me."

A green-shirted showman stepped forward, but his thin face was resolute in the face of death.

"I am the disciple of Li Gong, the king of Bohai, and the ......"

"I am a disciple of Li Gong, Bohai Guanji......"

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As one scribe after another came forward, the people gradually quieted down, and they trusted Li Gu as a good official for the country and the people.

Naturally, he trusts his disciples, and those who can stand up at this critical juncture are all people who sacrifice their lives for righteousness, and they have long put life and death out of the way.

"Okay, I'll report for you immediately, please be patient and don't hurt Li Gong with the stigma of instigating rebellion."

Although Gao Ji is a military general, this statement is to the point, Li Gu is wronged, if there is chaos today, this crime will be confirmed.

The Yang Taigong just now walked out tremblingly with the support of the two.

"Don't worry, I believe that the Queen Mother is fair and strict, and she will definitely give me and other grass people an explanation."

The Han Dynasty was a very interesting dynasty, where Confucianism, Buddhism, and Taoism coexisted, and they were very respectful of the elderly and virtuous.

This Yang Taigong, with snow-white and old dragon clock, is very old no matter how you look at it, this age is very rare, so everyone is more convinced when he speaks.

At the moment, many people sat on the ground, waiting eagerly in the cold wind.

In the Chongde Hall of Nangong, the main hall that used to be full of halls, was empty at this time, and Liu Zhi sat alone on a wide chair, waiting for the final result.

This is the first real political planning since he ascended the throne, and the success or failure is directly related to his future fate.

The news came one by one, and the Empress Dowager Liang summoned Zhao Cheng and other thirty-one people in the Zhongde Palace, and accepted their petition in person.

The words also hinted to them that she could not make the decision on this matter alone, and would give them a final result after the court meeting was held.

But she bluntly said that she believed in Li Gong's character and promised to fight for him as much as possible.

The encouraged crowd of petitioners soon divided into several routes, and some of them went to Kaiyangmen nearby and surrounded the mansion of the third prince there.

The other part of the people flocked to the west of the city and blocked the gate of the general's mansion.

The gate of the Liang Mansion was closed, the door was empty, and the guards and gatemen who had flaunted their might in the past were gone, and they did not open the door of the mansion even if they were noisy here.

Liang Ji in the house only felt a fire in his belly, he had never been so humiliated since his life.

After a few laps around the house, the people in Luoyang City were angry today, and even he, who had always been bold, felt a little scared.

I didn't expect that Li Gu's influence among the people was so great, and his disciples could easily incite those untouchables to make trouble, which was terrifying.

But the more this is the case, the more he can't tolerate Li Gu's continued existence, and if he can't be killed this time, it will be even more difficult to make excuses in the future.

Thinking of this, his eyes were full of fierce light, "Someone is coming, please Mrs. Ma." ”

Hmph, to deal with these difficult literati, you still have to treat them in the way of others.

He's not good at chewing words or something, but some people catch pens for him, isn't it just that he wrote a few stinky articles, won't I find someone to write?

Since Ma Rong became a Taifu, he has devoted himself to teaching Liu Zhi, although he has taken refuge in Liang Ji, he is only greedy for life and afraid of death, and he just succumbs to his obscenity, not willingly.

At this time, I suddenly heard that the general had an invitation, and I knew that there was nothing good, so I couldn't help but hesitate.