Ning Jue waited all night outside the Chengtian Gate.

Gao Zhong also thoughtfully prepared a mat for Ning Jue.

By the early morning of the next day, the people on the banks of the Waijinshui River had not decreased, but had gathered more and more.

The people of Dongcheng and Nancheng must pass through Yan Song's mansion when they go to the Waijinshui River.

Before going to Jinshui River, many people took their stinky fish, rotten shrimp, pickled vegetables and jars with them.

When passing by the door of Yan's house, someone will throw something at the door of Yan's house while people are not paying attention, and they really can't open the pot, and a mouthful of old phlegm is still rich after all.

Slowly, there are not only the people of Dongcheng and Beicheng, but even the people of Xicheng and Nancheng will take a long detour before going to see the excitement, and first "pass" by the door of Yan's house before going to Jinshui River.

After all, they have all come, and they have come so far, not missing such two steps.

Starting early in the morning, Yan Shifan's only remaining eye was staring at the door of his house with red eyes.

Wandering in the front hall with a knife in his hand, if it weren't for Yan Song pulling it, Yan Shifan would have been killed a long time ago.

Under the Chengtian Gate, Zhu Xizhong kept wandering in front of the door.

"Confused, Brother Ning Xian! You're bastards too, and you only informed us this morning of such a big thing! ”

"How windy it was last night!"

Zhu Xizhong couldn't help it, so he scolded the surrounding guards.

The guards guarding the Chengtian Gate also looked embarrassed.

"Grandpa, it's okay, Ning Bingxian has a lot of clothes in the cage, so he put the big one away when he was in the hour."

Zhu Xizhong breathed a sigh of relief at this time, and then looked at Ning Jue, who was "kneeling" under the Chengtian Gate in the distance, and couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"That's not going to work, if you kneel like this again, you can't stand it with a mat!"

Thinking of this, Zhu Xizhong couldn't help it at all, and was about to walk towards Ning Jue.

Ti Wei hurriedly spoke.

"Grandpa......"

Zhu Xizhong turned around and scolded.

"That's our brother who married Jin Lan, can't we take a look at it yet? If the monarch wants to kill, there must be a corpse collector! ”

Na Tiwei, who was following Zhu Xizhong, wanted to speak and stopped, so he had to follow Zhu Xizhong and walked towards Ning Jue.

As the distance gets closer.

Zhu Xizhong suddenly heard a snoring sound in the distance.

Zhu Xizhong, who had already walked to Ning Jue's side, couldn't help but stiffen.

Ti Wei couldn't help but laugh and suppressed his voice and said, "Grandpa, Ning Bingxian slept like this last night...... The little ones also admire it. ”

The corners of Zhu Xizhong's mouth twitched slightly.

Then he retreated towards the Chengtian Gate behind him.

After retreating a few steps, Zhu Xizhong gathered the guards over.

"Listen up, our brother Ning Xian has been kneeling here for a night, and he has never slept, do you know?"

"The little ones know, you can rest assured."

After that, Zhu Xizhong took out a bag of broken silver from his arms and stuffed it to the people around him.

"Let's eat and drink."

When they saw the silver, the guards smiled happily.

didn't wait long for Zhu Xizhong to be happy.

I heard a long "hum" sound not far away.

The entire Chengtian Gate is surrounded by walls on three sides, and the sound is amplified by the city wall, although it is not big, but the surrounding guards can hear it clearly.

Zhu Xizhong's face sank, and he took out two packets of loose silver taels from his sleeve.

Pointing to the guards behind him, he said, "And those brothers in the back, all of them are divided." ”

"Cheng, thank you for the reward."

The faces of the entire Chengtianmen guards were filled with joy.

If Ning Jue knew what Zhu Xizhong was doing now, I was afraid that he would have to come over directly with a knife to fight this fool.

And these voices are naturally inaudible to the people on the banks of the Jinshui River.

Many people looked at the small black dot in the distance with red eyes.

"This counts nine cold days, Ning Bingxian knelt all night!"

"The state has a minister, the world is very lucky, and the Ming Dynasty is very lucky!"

"No matter which bastard Ning Bingxian impeached, I believe it! Even if Ning Bingxian scolds me, it must be that I did something wrong! ”

“……”

More and more people were watching outside, accompanied by a gust of cold wind.

Ning Jue's body also trembled, and his voice also decreased.

But Ning Jue was still reluctant to open his eyes.

The main thing is that it's okay to wake up, so it's better to sleep again.

Outside the Waijinshui River, someone finally couldn't help it, and gradually some people began to try to walk in the direction of Ning Jue, but of course, they were naturally stopped by the guards guarding outside the Chengtian Gate.

And although the guards who stopped the people were doing it, each of them lowered their heads with a little guilt.

They were a class of people, living at the bottom of the empire.

They don't know what the people above are fighting with knives, and whether the outcome will be good or bad for them.

But this does not prevent the existence of that trace of kindness in their hearts.

In the eyes of those kings and ministers above the temple, this good and the evil formed by the opposition to it are the water of the rushing and winding Yellow River.

If the wind and rain are smooth, and if it is indiscriminate, the society will decline, even if the people are under the cover.

"We want to see the monarch!"

Finally someone shouted the first one.

Immediately, the voice became louder and louder, and the guards who stopped in front of the people finally let go of the hand that was blocking the people.

It's been stopped for an hour, it's worth Yan Ge's salary!

The people who rushed to the Chengtian Gate included young men, and there were also middle-aged people and old men who were on the cane of the imperial court.

The Taizu of the Dynasty has a system, where the age of more than seventy years is not divided into men and women to give a knight, a dove cane, see the official does not kneel, more than eighty years, give rice, meat five catties per month, three catties of wine, there is a filial piety, more than sixty that is to give the knight, dove cane, rice meat wine, see the official does not kneel, is called a longevity official, but the overall record of the edict is more confusing, the last edict is the thirty-fourth year of Wanli, the nearest one from the text is Jiajing twenty years, and the old Taoist priest is actually the emperor of the Ming Dynasty who gave the most longevity officials, and concentrated in the first twenty years of Jiajing, A total of eight times.

Most of them knelt directly behind Ning Jue.

"Where is the monarch's father, can the monarch's father know what Ning Bingxian played?"

An old man asked Zhu Xizhong under the Chengtian Gate with a dove cane.

Quite a few people have already made a bold assumption.

That is, Jiajing did not know about these things that happened in the DPRK and China at all.

There are traitors blocking the way of speech!

Zhu Xizhong looked at the old man at a loss, and his heart couldn't help galloping.

I just looked at the gate, and I don't know where to go!

Listening to the sound of people surging behind him, Ning Jue finally opened his eyes slowly, and after wiping the saliva from the corner of his mouth, Ning Jue turned his head blankly.

When you see the people behind you.

The confusion on Ning Jue's face turned into bewilderment.

What's going on?

The people of the whole city know that Jiajing hasn't killed me yet?

I really don't care about reputation at all, and I have to correct it?

The old Taoist priest finally has self-knowledge? Going to work hard?

It's just that Ning Jue always has an ominous premonition in his dark.

It seems that the initiative in this matter is no longer in his hands......