For Ye Chunqiu, not only can he no longer suppress those who are studying in Taimiao, but he also has no time to hesitate anymore, the more he delays, the more indignant those who are studying in Taimiao, and he can only appease them immediately, even if Liu Daxia is still there to fan the flames, he has to go.
Ye Chunqiu stepped out of the warm pavilion, a cold wind blew in an instant, the snow was still flying, and the snow outside the corridor had covered the jade steps, extending to the end.
Ye Chunqiu didn't have the heart to sigh, and plunged headlong into the vast world where the snow was flying, leaving a muddy footprint on the backlog of snow.
The snow was falling, and the whole world was white.
Out of the palace gate, Ye Chunqiu did not immediately rush to the Taimiao, but quietly returned home, didn't care about reuniting with his wife and children at home, changed into a Confucian shirt, wore a scarf, and went out again.
His wife and children are fine at home, and they can get together later, but now, there are more important things for him to do.
It is not for nothing that Ye Chunqiu deliberately went home to change into a python suit, wearing a python suit is not only conspicuous, but also the identity is visible, and when he put on the Confucian shirt again, Ye Chunqiu has less majesty, but a little more cordial.
Public opinion is like a double-edged sword, which can kill people and hurt oneself, because public opinion is like water, water is impermanent, and now, this mighty tide, under the command of Liu Daxia, the ancestor who agitated public opinion, has rushed towards Ye Chunqiu.
The cold wind was biting, but Ye Chunqiu's heart was not cold, he did not take the crane car, and walked slowly towards the Taimiao.
Tiananmen Square is located on the east side of the imperial road, and the Sheji altar is far away, the scale is grand, outside the hall is the triple pedestal surrounded by white marble stone railing, the front of the platform royal road is carved with dragon aragonite, lion pattern stone and sea beast stone in turn.
The girder of the door face is agarwood, and the rest is made of golden elm; Ground paving "gold bricks"; The ceiling and four pillars are covered with red gold leaves.
Such a magnificent building represents the respect of the Son of Heaven for the ancestors of the past dynasties, and the Taimiao is the so-called legal system, so there are many guards and eunuchs on duty here, which is really a forbidden place.
By this time, it was covered with a layer of snow, and if it was just a light breeze, it would carry a biting cold.
But even if it was cold, on the royal road outside the temple, it was crowded, and countless people knelt on the snow-white ground.
These people are wearing scarves and Confucian shirts, and some of them have stiffened in the snow, but everyone is silent, strangely no one is noisy, and where the corpses of several scholars have been displayed before, the corpses have been emptied, and there are only blood stains that are fused with the snow water, and the snow water there is red.
The guards had already surrounded the Taimiao, looking at it with tension, and in the distance, a large number of brocade guards were observing from afar, ready to rush at any time.
Readers, still silent, snow fluttering on their scarves, floating on their shoulders, floating on their arms, some people are frozen to the corners of their mouths, but they still grit their teeth here and insist, most readers, their hearts are not bad after all, they are just full of blood.
Some people wanted to retreat, but when they raised their eyes, they saw Liu Daxia kneeling in front, the three gentlemen of Hongzhi who were dying of old age, and the world-famous Hongzhi Dynasty sage, was like a wood carving, kneeling under the imperial steps of the Taimiao Huagai Hall of the agarwood, his face was stiff, but he did not move at all, and those who wanted to retreat hesitated again.
A eunuch creaked and stepped on the snow, and when he came to Liu Daxia, he said softly: "Liu Taibao, go back, there will be trouble, everyone's face is not good-looking after all, it angers Long Yan, and it is a capital crime."
Liu Daxia just closed his eyes and was silent.
The old eunuch who guarded the Taimiao seemed to be moved by Liu Daxia's righteousness, he sighed and muttered: "Gonggong Liu has gone to ask for a decree, why is this troublesome." ” He looked at the people all over the ground, and there were some things that he couldn't understand, so he had to shake his head and slowly retreat.
Several ceremonial officials guarding the temple did not dare to take the lead, they were civil officials, and their duty was to guard the temple, but they were very ashamed now, if they came forward at this time, they were afraid that they would be sprayed to death by the spitting stars tomorrow, so they hid behind the front hall, only through the newly decorated crystal windows, and secretly watched with cat's eyes.
"I don't know if it will be bounced next, if it is, I'm afraid I'm going to suffer."
"Hey" someone shook his head and said: "Your Majesty, why is this difficult, if you don't punish Zhenguo Gong, this matter will definitely not be avoided, this is just Jingshi, what about other places, you really have to screw it with everyone like this, I'm afraid that even Your Majesty will not be able to" A few people sighed, feeling that the situation was not simple, such a posture, the court must quickly cut through the chaos, a town is important, but does Your Majesty want to give up so many scholars, even if you can ignore the scholars, but after the scholars, they still have Qingliu, as well as the imperial history, and countless people in the world who sympathize with these people, the more they are suppressed, the greater the rebound, and once the chaos starts, the consequences are unimaginable.
"Someone is coming" Some people think it's strange how people came at this time, but there are a lot of scholars involved, and there is an endless stream, but later, when Jinyiwei saw that the situation was serious, he sent more captains and wrestlers to block the streets everywhere, and it stands to reason that no one should come.
So everyone cheered up.
But I saw a person, gently stepping on the snow, his boots rubbing against the snow, rustling, he walked a little slowly, slowly walking past the side of countless scholars, and some people couldn't help but look up at this person.
This person is just a seventeen-year-old boy, under the scarf, there is a handsome face, his starry eyebrows are slightly down, his eyes are slightly lowered, and he walks all the way intently.
Someone couldn't help but say: "Could this be Ye Chunqiu?"
"What is he" In the stunned effort, everyone showed anger.
This is the Ye Chunqiu who was protected by His Majesty, the Zhenguo Gong who killed three or four scholars, and the one who instigated His Majesty and made His Majesty ignore the law of his ancestors.
Moreover, it is said that Lord Lu has just been assassinated, and he must have something to do with it.
But he dared to come.
There are already many people who are eager to try it, and they are eager to kill this chaotic thief immediately.
Ye Chunqiu ignored it, and walked forward step by step, until he walked to Liu Daxia's side, he glanced at Liu Daxia sideways, but Liu Daxia was closed, looking like he didn't realize it.
Ye Chunqiu continued to walk, and then came to the edge of the snow water with red blood stains, only to stop, and then bowed to the ground, and bowed to the snow water three times. aa2705221: