On the morning of the first day of the Lunar New Year, the sky was covered with snow, and the goose feathers covered the red-blown firecrackers on the streets.

Heavy snow is always a good omen, no matter what happened last year, people who get up early today will say good luck to each other.

Slowly, there were more people on the street, and it was supposed to be a festive first day of the new year, but there was a group of old and weak women and children wearing filial piety clothes walking in the middle of the avenue.

A child of about seven or eight years old was holding a tablet in his arms, and the woman next to him was scattering paper money, crying all the way and telling that "the husband died unjustly, and there is no way to ask for help", and walked in the direction of Miyagi with his mother-in-law and children.

This strange behavior attracted a lot of people, and slowly, they were followed by many people watching the excitement.

Listening to the woman's crying, many people wiped their tears.

What the woman said is the situation of ordinary people, who can still live peacefully and peacefully, but once something happens, they have no way to ask for help.

The light ones consider themselves unlucky, and the heavy ones are ruined and killed.

Seeing that the woman was about to go to the palace, some enthusiastic people immediately reminded them, "Girl, this palace city is not easy to get into, and if you don't get it right, it will be fatal." ”

The woman turned around, her eyes were already red and swollen from crying, "My husband died unjustly, I am just a powerless woman, there is a weak mother-in-law, and there are ignorant children, we can't live anymore, what else is there to fear?" ”

"Those who are officials are not for the people, and they bully the weak, can't my family even resist, they can only be bullied to death?"

In the end, the woman's voice suddenly became louder, and the ruin on her face made the people angry.

"If the officials are not for the people, and the people do not resist, how can they continue?"

Someone among the people spoke out, and immediately some people echoed, "That's right, this is the official forcing the people to rebel!" ”

With the support of the people, the woman walked towards the palace, and the officers and soldiers guarding the palace city immediately stopped at this time, "Don't be in front, otherwise you will bear the consequences!" ”

The woman said, "I want to beat the drum and cry out for grievances, please be accommodating!" ”

"Today, on the first day of the Lunar New Year, there is no adult on duty in the palace yamen, if there is a grievance, go to the yamen to hand over the paper after the first month!"

"My husband died in vain, my family was ruined, and there was nowhere to live, why should they be officials to celebrate the New Year happily?"

The woman screamed violently, then threw herself at the drum.

The officers and soldiers of the guards immediately stopped, and the woman cried so much on the palace that her heart and intestines were broken, and the childish child hugged the tablet and cried for her mother......

This scene deeply pierced the hearts of the common people, and some people shouted, "It's too much to deceive people, if you don't beat this drum, what are you going to do?" Is it too much to whitewash? ”

As he spoke, he rushed to Miyagi and shouted that he was going to fight with the officers and soldiers.

Someone was the first bird, the people behind rushed up, the two officers and soldiers were quickly subdued, the woman cried and beat the drum, and the sound spread throughout the streets and alleys of the capital, and even spread to the palace.

But soon, it was not the guards from the palace who greeted the woman, but the officers and soldiers of the yamen, who were bound to arrest her, but were stopped by the people who came one after another.

Fueled by well-intentioned people, the officers and soldiers of the yamen fought with the common people.

The officers and soldiers couldn't go to the palace, and the woman kept beating the drum, crying and repeating her grievances loudly over and over again.

……

Yu Jinxi was dressed in a big hat, and listened to the faint sound of drums in the distance with his eyes closed.

She didn't go to bed until late last night, Qingti thought she would sleep a little more this morning, but she didn't expect her to get up earlier than everyone else.

She'd been standing here for a long time, and she was tired of it before, but today she didn't feel like it at all.

Qing Ti was worried about her body, so she and Bicao moved the charcoal basin out, and dragged a stool behind her.

"Miss, sit down and rest, you're too tired like this."

Yu Jinxi shook his head, "I'm not tired, I won't be tired today no matter what!" ”

Qingti looked at the green nest under her eyes, her eyes full of worry.

Bicao didn't know what she was listening to, and when she saw that Qingti was deflated, she didn't dare to ask.

After a while, Master Yan hurriedly entered the small courtyard.

Yu Jinxi opened his eyes, and his sharp eyes swept directly towards him.

"Miss, there was a commotion at the entrance of the palace, and the mother-in-law of the complaining woman hit her head on the city wall, covered with blood, and the common people were red-eyed and fought with the officers and soldiers, and several of them were injured."

Yu Jinxi asked expressionlessly, "Is there a dead man?" Who is hurting? ”

"The wounded are all officers and soldiers, and they are all slightly injured at the moment, but if they continue to fight, they will definitely die."

Master Yan said, "There are more and more people, and they have begun to smash the gate of the outer palace." ”

Yu Jinxi snorted, his tone was cold, "Smash it, smash it, everyone has been wronged to death, why are they embarrassed to be lazy and sleep?" ”

Master Yan understood what she meant, turned around and walked out quickly, going to the palace gate to stare at it.

The people who took the initiative to stir up trouble were all arranged by her, and the first bird was also her person, these people used to do murder and overselling, but now they are born, just shouting two sentences and having silver to take, they do harder than anyone else.

Yu Jinxi didn't show up, and none of the people who had anything to do with her came forward, those people only knew how to do things with money, and no one would find out about her.

Besides, Zhang Cheng's family wants to sue himself, who will hire someone to sue himself?

After Master Yan left, Qingfeng came again, he didn't say anything, but gave her a letter.

She saw that it was Yan Huai's handwriting, so she dismantled it directly.

But after reading it, he tore up the raft and threw it in a charcoal basin, where it was soon burned to ashes.

Then, she looked at Qingfeng and said in a sharp tone, "You go back to him and tell him to do his own thing, and I will be fine." ”

Aomine nodded and turned to leave.

Obviously, he walked for less than two hours, and sent a letter again.

Yu Jinxi looked unfluctuating on the surface, but deep in his heart, he had a little more confidence.

In this big scene, she is not singing alone, there is always a person standing behind her.

The people of the yamen couldn't suppress the people at the entrance of the palace, they worked together to break the door directly, and the iron-clad guards in the palace came out strongly, killed people, saw blood, and the scene was finally controlled.

But their strong means could only temporarily control the situation, those people did not leave, kneeling at the gate of the city in unison, kneeling down in a long line, mighty lined up to the lively long street.

The woman who was beating the drum was torn off, and the drum was gone, but it couldn't stop the sound of everyone's chatter.

There were more and more kneeling people, and the officials who were in a hurry to enter the palace could only walk and squeeze into the palace step by step.

They were all embarrassed, and they didn't even dare to wear official hats when they went out, for fear of being eaten alive by the crazy people.

Under the snow, one after another lives are crying for women, and they are crying for their sorrow as a little person.

Yu Jinxi didn't stand anymore, she sat on the chair under the porch, looking at the charcoal in the charcoal basin that was blown out by the wind in a daze.

Waiting is a long process, and the process is scorching and tormenting.

She didn't know how long she had been sitting there, but there was finally movement outside the door.