Even if the gatekeeper didn't say anything, the people in the residence all came out to take a look.
The angry roars of nearly a thousand people were too shocking. The refugees were so angry that they lost their minds. The Gao residence's doors were tightly shut, and they didn't even dare to fart. This gave everyone a lot of confidence and courage.
The Gao residence was only one street away from the yamen, and the old capital's yamen was just a corner away.
The uproar frightened the officials at the yamen's entrance, and they all hurriedly retreated back into the yamen and closed the door.
When the commoners saw that none of the ferocious looking officials dared to step forward, their confidence instantly increased. The men took the lead in cursing loudly. They picked up whatever they could get their hands on, such as rocks, mud, horse dung, etc., and threw it with all their might at the door of Historian Gao's house.
"Let Philanthropist Qian out!"
"Gao, you'll die a horrible death!"
"Why don't you have any descendants? Let go of all the good people who did good things! "
… …
The ones closest to the door were the happiest. Every time they hit the door, the door would shake and leave a large piece of dirt. In the blink of an eye, the Gao residence's door, which had been decorated with red lanterns and couplets for the new year, was covered in dirt. It looked terrible.
What was even more frightening was the majestic aura of the angry refugees.
It wasn't an exaggeration to say that if the Yan dynasty army that resisted Da Zhou had this kind of imposing manner, the Pang Xiao would have to put in a lot of effort to break in!
"What's going on, what's going on outside!"
In the Gao residence, Gao Jin-shi screamed and grabbed Gao Dianshi's sleeve. Her palms were covered in cold sweat in her panic, and her sharp nails dug into Gao Dianshi's arm.
Gao Dianshi pushed his wife away and quickly walked to the porch, listening to the roars outside.
Although the shouting was chaotic, people were always very sensitive to their own names.
They had a feeling. The people outside were all pointing at him and cursing. The level of vulgarity was unprecedented.
Throughout his life, Gao Dianshi had never been cursed at like this, let alone when so many people were shouting at him at the same time.
That earth-shattering sound shocked everyone in the area and caused them to close their doors. A mass uprising was about to happen.
Even if Librarian Gao had guts as big as the sky, he was now completely panicking. No matter who it was, being cursed and scolded by thousands of people at the same time, they would not be able to calm down.
"Master, what, what should we do? What should we do?" Gao Jinshi also understood what was going on. Her voice was shrill and she grabbed Librarian Gao's sleeve again in fear.
How could Historian Gao care about the Jin family at this time? She pushed him away forcefully and quickly ran towards the outer courtyard. As she ran, she ordered the servants to guard the courtyard, "Get your weapons and block the front and back doors. Don't even let the dog's hole go! Don't let those beggars break in! Once those people barge in, from top to bottom, including all of you, don't even think about living! "
The servants and guards who had long been scared to death forced themselves not to look like cowards. Their legs were weak as they scrambled to grab weapons, axes, door bolts, and even rushed into the kitchen to grab rolling pins.
Gao Jinshi was so scared that she took a few steps back and hid in the room. She ordered the maids and older female servants around her to quickly carry the low cabinet to block the door.
"Quick, quick, quick, don't let those stinky beggars barge in!"
"But Madam, Master is still outside …"
"Oh, I can't care so much!" Gao Jinshi was shocked and scared. She retreated to the side of the bed and hugged the sleeping Young Master Gao. She couldn't help cursing, "That bastard didn't let us live a good life. He caused my son to lose his virginity. Now he has invited a group of thugs to our house. If those people break in, we women will lose our chastity!"
The maids and older female servants were so scared that they almost burst into tears. Not only did they block the doors and windows, but they also grabbed the scissors in the needle and thread dustpan. Those who didn't grab the scissors went to look for the hairpin in Gao Jinshi's dowry. They held the hairpin like they were holding a dagger and pressed their ears to the window to listen to the roars outside that were getting louder and louder. A young girl was so scared that her legs became weak. She fell to the ground and covered her mouth to suppress her tears.
Although the women and children of the Gao family were like this, Historian Gao recovered from his panic and became angry.
After all, he had been domineering for many years. As a local tyrant, how could he be afraid of a group of poor beggars? In the past, he was the one who killed people. It wasn't the turn of this group of bastards to kill him!
Historian Gao put on his official robes and carried his saber. He called the servants to protect the courtyard and angrily rushed to the front door.
Outside the door, there was a deafening roar of anger. It was difficult for anyone not to be afraid of the momentum that was like a tsunami.
Historian Gao suppressed the fear that was spreading in his heart. He held the hilt of his saber and ordered in a deep voice, "Open the door."
"Master, we can't do that. Those people outside are a group of savages. If we open the door and let them break in, the residence will be finished!"
"Yes, Master. Let's run!"
"Run where?"
Historian Gao angrily rebuked the servant who came up with the bad idea and sneered, "Thousands of people can't break through a wooden door? If we only close the door, do you think they won't break in? I, the one surnamed Gao, can eat anything, but I won't suffer a loss! Open the door! Let me go and meet that stinking beggar! "
The servants didn't dare to disobey Historian Gao's orders. His hand was tightly gripping the hilt of his saber. It was as if he could swing his saber at them at any time.
In front of them was Historian Gao and outside the door was a group of angry mobs. They didn't know which one to hide from first.
Just as the crowd was hesitating, Historian Gao had already angrily pushed aside the people blocking the way. He unlatched the door and personally opened the door. Holding his saber, he walked out in large strides.
Angrily staring at the mobs in front of him, Historian Gao's eyes were about to split open. He gritted his teeth and loudly shouted, "Still not quiet down! Do you want to rebel? Do you want to die? "
The refugees were stunned when they were reprimanded, and some of their voices grew weaker.
After all, since ancient times, civilians didn't fight with officials. These commoners were used to being bullied. With their lowly status, they really didn't have the experience of fighting with someone like Historian Gao.
As a result, many of the refugees on the spot were stunned, and their shouts weakened.
Historian Gao sneered and walked forward in large strides. He pointed his saber at the crowd and said, "Do you want to rebel? Hurry up and disperse! Otherwise, this official will call the army to suppress you! Do you know Prince Zhongshun? You don't know who Prince Zhongshun is, but you should at least know the Tiger Army's commander-in-chief, Pang Zhixi! Prince Zhongshun was the commander-in-chief of the Tiger Army. Now, Wang Ye is stationed in the army's barracks! If you continue to cause trouble, I will ask Wang Ye to flatten you mob! "
This was the same as pouring a bucket of cold water on the crowd.
Pang Xiao had a fierce reputation. When he trampled the Dayan, he besieged the capital. In the end, he beat the Yan dynasty's emperor until he had no choice but to submit a letter of surrender. He had completely destroyed the Dayan dynasty's rule. He was a figure that made the Dayan commoners tremble in fear.
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