Jingguo.
As the new year approached, there was no joy in the capital. More than 90% of the families took down the red lanterns and couplets they had prepared and replaced them with white lanterns with the word "Memorial" written on them.
As the cold wind blew, it was bone-chilling.
The soldiers in the capital seemed to have gone mad. They shuttled through the streets and alleys and tore down the couplets they saw on the doors.
Green hills are blessed to bury the loyal bones, white iron is innocent to cast the traitorous officials.
After the news of Fang Yun's death spread yesterday, the people in the capital flocked to the Spring Garden in mourning clothes, causing the black and white cloth to be sold out within a day.
Although the capital was built by Half-saint and had more than three million people living in it, the roads near the Spring Garden were all paralyzed when millions of people went to the Spring Garden.
Within ten miles of the Spring Garden, the sound of crying could be heard.
Yesterday afternoon, after the news of Zong Sheng's temporary replacement of Eastern Sage was announced, the sick Minister of the Left suddenly called for a cabinet meeting. He took down the general in charge of the inner city's security and replaced him with his trusted aide. In the name of the Emperor, he stopped everyone from going to the Spring Garden and dispersed the crowd nearby.
Both sides were on the verge of breaking out into a bloodbath. The great scholar Kang Ha-chuan was forced to come out personally to calm the people down. Only then did the situation calm down.
However, the matter did not end there.
Since yesterday evening, from the commoners to the great scholars, a large number of families in the capital began to post the couplets in black and white on their doors. There was once a soldier who wanted to arrest a family. In the end, the neighbors were agitated and thousands of people surrounded them. In the end, they tore down the couplets and left the matter unsettled.
On the morning of the 16th day of the twelfth lunar month, when the people in the capital woke up, they found a few more couplets in their courtyards. They were all the same, "Green hills are blessed to bury the loyal bones, white iron is innocent to cast the traitorous officials."
It was written in black and white. As dazzling as a blade.
Therefore, before the thirtieth day of the lunar year, every family posted the couplets.
The Minister of the Left gave the order. All the soldiers in the capital had to tear down all the black and white couplets.
Everyone knew that the soldiers were forced to do so, so they did not argue. They let the soldiers tear the couplets silently. When the soldiers were far away, they would stick the paste on and stand at the door to wait for the next wave of soldiers.
Many soldiers bowed to the couplets before tearing them apart. This was to show their respect for Fang Yun and also to receive Xusheng's forgiveness.
On the morning of the 16th of December, a spectacular scene appeared in the capital. Every family was dressed in mourning clothes, leaning against the door, holding a couplet in their left hand, and on their right hand was a freshly made pulp, still steaming, waiting quietly.
The soldiers bowed from house to house, not daring to look into the eyes of the people standing at the door. They lowered their heads, tore down the couplets, and left.
There was no determination in their eyes, no anger. There was no fanaticism. Everyone was terrifyingly calm, but their eyes were a little red and swollen.
The soldiers' eyes were also swollen.
Spring Festival. Tens of thousands of families were in mourning.
This matter was circulated on the Proclamation of the Proclamation. The scholars of various countries were furious and attacked, but they were not refuted.
When Wei Huang 'an and Meng Jingye came out from the Chen Sheng Family's literary circle, the Chen Family's Patriarch, Chen Mingding, personally welcomed them. After having a private conversation with the two, he personally sent them out of the gate and had his grandson, Chen Jing, send them to the Spring Garden.
Everyone in the Chen Residence was sad.
Wei Huang 'an walked out of the Chen Residence and boarded the carriage with Chen Jing and Meng Jingye. He did not speak for a long time.
Chen Jing did not speak from beginning to end. This Notre-Dame Grand Scholar's gaze was firm. There were faint shadows of blades and swords.
Meng Jingye was, after all, the oldest. He sighed softly. He asked, "Nephew Chen Jing, what's the situation in the capital?"
Chen Jing sighed softly and said, "Fang Xusheng has died, and the Zong Sheng is the new East Sage. The Left Minister's thieves are celebrating. Although the old thief Mount Liu has lost Mi Province, he has many claws and teeth in the Imperial Court. He took this opportunity to return to the Cabinet and sweep away the previous decline. "
Meng Jingye sighed and said, "Yes, after all, the Left Minister is the leader of the officials. He has the power to make arbitrary decisions. Once he gains power, he will be like an avalanche, unstoppable. Not to mention you, even if my Meng Family were to encounter him, we can only avoid him. "
Chen Jing could not help but ask, "Uncle Meng, I heard that you and the others went to the Bloodlight Ancient Land. On the surface, it was for the Dragons Hall, but in reality, it was to help Fang Xusheng. Is the news of Fang Xusheng's death true? "
Meng Jingye's eyes flashed with pain as he nodded and said, "Old Man and the others saw it with their own eyes. Fang Xusheng was first injured by the Ancestor Emperor's power, then he fought with the Demon Emperor and died in the Bloodlight Ancient Land."
Chen Jing lowered his head, clenching his fists and teeth.
Wei Huang 'an opened the curtains and looked at the soldiers tearing up couplets and the people pasting them. After a long time, he said, "It's a strange and colorful spectacle."
Chen Jing raised his head and said, "Scholar Wei, the road to the Spring Garden has been sealed by a large number of soldiers. There are even private barbarian soldiers guarding it. What if they don't let us go to pay our respects?"
"Sing loudly with swords and stain the streets with blood!" Wei Huang 'an smiled as if such a small matter was not worth mentioning.
Chen Jing's blood boiled as he said, "There are such righteous people in the Bloodlight Ancient Land. It seems like we've been narrow-minded."
Wei Huang 'an and Meng Jingye looked at each other awkwardly. They could not say that not all the scholars in the Bloodlight Ancient Land were like this. Wei Huang' an was the only one who dared to come. The others were either enemies with Fang Yun or had started to plan their escape routes.
"Sing loudly with swords and stain the streets with blood …" Chen Jing looked out of the window and muttered to himself. His gaze became more and more resolute.
Poetry was a whole. As long as there was poetry, there would be a melody. Singing loudly was often used to refer to reciting poems and battles.
Not long later, the carriage stopped.
The coachman said in a low voice, "The Spring Garden is in front, but it's blocked by a thousand soldiers and a dozen tall barbarians."
"Let's go!" Meng Jingye said and quickly got off the carriage.
The three of them got off the carriage and saw a general with a thousand soldiers standing in front of them. There were many other carriages nearby. There were many aristocratic families and even people from other countries.
Everyone's face was filled with anger.
Meng Jingye clasped his hands at the soldiers in front of him and said, "Meng Family's Grand Scholar Jing Ye has received the Southern Sage's verbal order to come and offer his condolences with my friends. I hope you can let us pass."
A complicated expression flashed across the Grand Scholar's face. He bowed and said, "Greetings to Grand Scholar Meng. My words carry little weight, but this is my duty. If there is a conflict, please forgive me. The Left Prime Minister has ordered that no one is allowed to pass unless they have his handwritten order or the Dongsheng Pavilion's decree! "
"Not even the Southern Sage's verbal order?" Wei Huang 'an suppressed his anger and said.
The Grand Scholar said with a bitter face, "For us, it's fine. But if we let them pass, the Left Prime Minister will definitely take our heads."
Someone behind shouted, "They're bullshitting! When the sun rose, there were people from the Fang Family who went in to offer their condolences. Mount Liu did not take their heads. "
The three of them were stunned. Chen Jing and Meng Jingye looked at each other and saw the uneasiness in each other's eyes.
Wei Huang 'an frowned and said, "Grand Scholar Meng, you said in the Crime Hall that the Fang Family's Ji County is thousands of miles away from here. How did the Fang Family get here?"
"Not good!" Meng Jingye took a step forward and said sternly, "Let them pass immediately. Don't blame the Old Man for killing!"
Without waiting for the Jinshi General to speak, Wei Huang 'an suddenly opened his mouth, and a sword ray flashed across like a white ribbon. Shua! The sword ray swept across the area, and the heads of the six Barbarian Demon Commanders that stood at the front of the group flew up into the air, and blood splattered all over the street.
"Those who block me, die!" Wei Huang 'an's voice was like a torrent, reverberating through the streets.
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