After the family fell, I wanted to lie down

"Life is full of troubles." Yingge responded with a sigh.

Zhixing said with a serious expression, "Don't be discouraged, you may meet better people in the future. You are still young now, and this is your first time after all. There will be many more in the future..." After that, he slapped his thigh and laughed.

"Sir, please stop making noise. You are disturbing me while I am reading."

"Why can't you quarrel while reading? To be honest, you are just too stupid."

The two of them were bickering again, and the room gradually became quiet. Yingge said casually while writing, "Sir, why don't you just kill those people?"

When Zhixing heard her say this, he threw away the melon seeds he was cracking, and said with a pah, "I'm scared of the world now, but it's too late."

"It's not too late now. You see, it's just after midnight."

"What I said before was just an analogy. What does this have to do with me? So don't take it seriously..."

There were the sounds of turning pages and talking. Yingge read in the first half of the night and practiced martial arts in the second half. The night passed quickly.

It was getting light in the east, but the sky above Mo City was still shrouded in mist. There were a few people walking around in the streets, including night watchmen returning home, servants burning night candles, and shadows floating to and fro.

Wherever someone walked on the street, you could hear a scroll falling to the ground with a clatter, and there were small footsteps coming from the alleys, and the sound of doors opening and closing. The whole city of Mo was filled with the sound of bangs.

In addition to these sounds, there would be people on the street waving their hands vigorously and brushing something, then sticking a wide scroll on it. The person did not stop, but repeated the action not far away until the whole street was full of paper.

The sky gradually brightened, illuminating the black words on the white paper pasted on the wall, and also illuminating the thin young man who was waving his hands and painting the wall. A carriage passed by, and the young man collected his things and jumped onto the carriage with nimble hands and feet.

It was dark inside the carriage. The coachman saw the young man climbing up, picked up the teapot and poured tea into the food box. The young man here had already taken the inkstone on the carriage frame and vigorously stirred the brush in it. The brush was immediately stained with ink.

"Let's go, quickly." The young man finished speaking and straightened his clothes.

The servant turned around, raised his whip, and quickly left the market.

At this time, several more cars like it drove onto the street and soon gathered at the city gate.

"Young man Zi Yan, you are late for class today."

"I read till late last night..."

"You are just bragging, oh, so dishonest..."

The young men were chatting and laughing, sticking their heads out to greet people. These students did this every day, and the soldiers guarding the city gate were used to it and let them pass easily.

"That's what the Liu family said."

"The people in the capital are not arresting anyone anymore?"

"Is it really like what people say, that I am really scared?"

The castle guard whispered.

"Are you kidding? The master of the Liu family has asked to see Yi Garden three times, but the people inside have not let him in even once. There is no trace of him. Just look at them, they are just waiting for the Liu family to send him over in person!"

"Oh, so that's it. Would Mr. Liu be willing? After all, she is his biological daughter."

"Those women who were chosen were very willing."

While they were chatting, the guards over there suddenly frowned and asked, "What are those people doing in the market? They are running around."

"What is this?" The shop assistants who just opened the shop in the morning saw the paper rolling by the door and picked it up curiously. The handwriting on the paper was moderate, and anyone who had read books could tell the content at a glance. The shop assistants widened their eyes, closed the paper again, turned around and ran into the shop. "Boss, I just found something by the door. I'll show it to you. What do you think we should do?"

This scene is just one place. There are countless of them in other invisible places. Even pedestrians on the road, various shops, errand boys, and even illiterate pedestrians on the road would curiously pick them up and turn them around in their hands.

"I can't read, but I saw it everywhere on the street. I wanted it, so I picked it up. Can you show me what's written on it?"

A simple and honest man asked the scholar who specialized in writing messages for people in the street.

A man who had just gotten up and washed in the alley, wearing a shirt, read aloud in the yard, "Today, the old man Zhu from the third shop in Mochengguan, his son Zhu Nian, and his daughter Sui'er, lost their mother and are studying hard..."

There are many such scenes in the streets. There is a white wall that is also covered with such words. The words are written in large size, and a group of people have gathered in front of the white wall and are reading them loudly.

"The people investigating the case did not make any arguments.....One person was the suspect, and all the neighbors were arrested...Family after family, everyone was a neighbor..."

With a snap, the official's hat, which had not yet been put on, was thrown on the table in the government office.

In such a bright and clear world, under the feet of the emperor, such a thing actually happened? He simply couldn't believe it.

The older historian reached out and pulled out a few pieces of paper. "Look, I found these on the roadside this morning."

The man took it, opened it and took a look, his brows immediately furrowed.

"This is everywhere in the streets and alleys, and even on the walls. The content is roughly the same. Some talk about Zhu Nian, while others curse the officials who came to the capital." said the old historian.

Zhu Ni was fine, but scolding the officials who came to Beijing was a bit serious. The historian happened to turn to that page, which read "Liao Chengyi and Zhang Zhe abused their power for personal gain and covered the sky with one hand."

He groaned, crumpled up the paper he had taken and said loudly, "Ridiculous, ridiculous, when did this happen? What are they trying to do? Ah, rebellion? How come you were the only ones who saw it? Why didn't I see anything along the way?"

The historian said, "I just observed and found that these paper scrolls are all away from the places where officials and adults are."

These people are really smart. If they had posted it near the government office in the beginning, they would have discovered it early in the morning. If they had, they would have torn it down long ago. Now it is daybreak, and many people must have seen it.

The government official said, "Treacherous and cunning." He turned around and looked at the historian angrily, "You know everything and have walked through it all, why didn't you take them down?"

The old historian said, "I can't uncover all of them by myself, and I have to hurry back to report to the adults. How can I find out who did it?"

I'm angry, but he was telling the truth. Not to mention asking an old historian to investigate, even he might not be able to find out who did it in a short time. Such a large-scale action was obviously premeditated, and there must be quite a few people involved.

But no matter how difficult the matter is, it still needs to be investigated. I can only vent my anger and say, "Why don't you investigate it quickly?"

When the old clerk responded, he rushed out and quickly gathered all the runners of the government office and ran to the street.

In the backyard of the government office, Liang Jingtian looked at the paper handed over by his subordinates, and was stunned for a moment. He flipped through the paper and asked anxiously, "How could this happen? Didn't anyone on night patrol notice it?"

The historian said, "We still haven't figured out when it was posted. It should have been at dawn, when the patrol shift had already left."

Liang Jingtian looked at the handwriting on the paper. The characters were not beautiful, but rather sloppy, as if they were written in a hurry. However, the sloppiness was so severe that it could not be ignored. What was shocking was the content of the text. The words were simple and straightforward, and anyone who knew a few words could understand them. The sentences were also catchy, and it was obvious that they were written specifically for the common people.

This was definitely a premeditated and carefully planned conspiracy.

"Is this student standing up for Zhu Nian?" Liang Jingtian asked.

The old historian said, "He is clearly inciting the people and students. He could be the murderer!"

Liang Jingtian was shocked by what he said. "What you said makes sense. After all, after the group of people from Shangjing came, the real murderer was not caught, and it is very likely that he is the main culprit. Then, in Mocheng, they obviously wanted the people here to fall into chaos, and they took the opportunity to cause chaos."

The historian said, "Your Excellency does not need to worry too much." He glanced at the handwriting on the papers and said, "Based on these alone, Mo City will not be in chaos. Zhu Nian was caught, so there is obviously no problem. Although his neighbors look a little pitiful, as long as we explain it well, the problem will be solved."

But it was obviously too early for him to say this. A little official ran out from outside in a panic and said, "Sir, sir, it's bad. The officials from the capital are coming to arrest people."

Liang Jingtian and everyone present were stunned for a moment, "They found out who did it so quickly?"

Xiao Shi shook his head and said, "They are not here to arrest those who posted the notices, but to arrest the families of the selected ladies. It is said that they will conduct a strict investigation."

Arresting the family of the elected woman, isn't this the same principle as arresting Zhu Nian's neighbors? They are not conducting a strict investigation, but a random one!

The historian said, "It's bad, it's not good!"

Liang Jingtian also reacted and said, "It's bad, it's bad, it's going to be a mess."

The two men moved in unison and rushed out. Xiao Shi was caught off guard and was knocked to the ground. What happened? They had never seen the prefect with such an expression before.

The sound of horse hooves could be heard in the streets, soldiers and officers were gathering, and people were surging on the streets. It was obvious how lively the streets were. But if you rushed into the streets at this time, it would be bad news!

"This is the result that the adults want. They want to let the people see what happens when they go against the officials of the court." The leading general said that it would be interesting if there were many people in the street market early in the morning. If the market was cleared and there were no spectators, what would be the point?

After saying this, he raised his whip and swung it forward.

"Let's go into the city and arrest people!"