After the family fell, I wanted to lie down

There was a commotion outside Yi Garden, with torches blazing and the sharp knives finally pointed at the group of students.

Mr. Zichun and other teachers standing nearby were standing in front of the group of students sitting on the ground. Their faces looked pale in the light of the fire.

"Do I need to say it again? Considering your young age and ignorance, you all go back now and our family will let bygones be bygones. But if..." Liao Cheng said.

The parents became more impatient in persuading the students, and the students resisted more fiercely.

"If you want to die, die far away and don't be a burden to your family."

"When the nest is overturned, all the eggs will remain intact... Today they can easily bully others, but who can say for sure that they will not bully us in the future? If everyone seeks to protect themselves, then in the future... we will also face the difficulties we are facing today."

"Su Qingyu, you actually dared to incite the students..."

"My brother has been imprisoned by you. He has been wronged. In this Mo City, heaven and earth don't care. As a brother, can't I use my own strength to help him?"

"Every man has his share of responsibility for the rise and fall of his country. If an official is not upright, everyone should hold him accountable."

Amid the noise, the students took off their blue shirts and used bamboo poles to lift up a swaying banner. The banner rustled in the wind, and the bright red words under the torches caught the eye. "Studying should be done in a proper way. Fearing the powerful and the rich and acting in a hypocritical manner. Being an official without caring for the people is like being a thief in disguise."

"Establish a mind for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the people, inherit the lost knowledge of the past sages, and live for all eternity..."

The scene was in chaos.

The officials in Mo City were stunned.

"Sir, let's act quickly, otherwise we will be accused of the same crime..." someone advised anxiously.

Liang Jingtian stared at the group of seniors in front of him, and his gaze swept back and forth across the scene, as if he was looking for someone.

"Let's get started. We must be one step ahead and not fall into their hands."

It is said that the officials are still thinking about how to protect those students. They don't want them to fall into the hands of Zhang Zhe and Liao Chengyi. Although they may not be able to protect them, it is better than falling into the hands of those people.

Many parents also participated in the event, and the students also shouted in unison.

"Fight with them"

"I would rather die than be free"

In the chaos, people just threw away whatever they could find, throwing them in the direction of Zhang Zhe and Liao Chengyi in front of them. The Beijing soldiers also raised their spears, flashing with cold light, waiting for the order.

"Even if he is dead, he must be taken away."

Liu Wenru hurriedly took off the rope from the servant's hand and tried to pick up Yingge and tie her up, "You stay here..."

Before he finished speaking, a crutch was raised high, Yingge escaped from his rope, and shouted loudly, "Wait a minute, everyone!"

When did this kid become so flexible? Liu Wenru had a thought, and then he said even more angrily, "Why are you slow? Get back here."

Xue also tried to comfort him, "Son, let's stop making trouble and go back," and she was about to cover Yingge's mouth and nose with her hands.

Yingge dodged flexibly again, and even moved forward a few steps, instantly weaving through the chaotic crowd and disappearing without a trace.

Liu Wenru and Xue were shocked and shouted, "Chase them!"

Yingge's voice sounded again, "Wait a minute, Lord Liao, I have something to say."

Her voice was not sharp, but it was delivered steadily in the noisy crowd. The parents and students who were fighting stopped subconsciously, and Mr. Zichun and the officers who were surrounded also looked over.

Yingge had already reached outside the crowd. Mr. Zichun was about to reach out to stop her but failed. In a blink of an eye, Yingge stood in front of Liao Chengyi. Looking at the young man who suddenly rushed out, the Beijing soldiers pointed their weapons at her.

The young man in front of him was thin and weak, and he was leaning on a crutch because of an injury. Liao Chengyi immediately remembered this sickly child. He raised his hand to signal, his expression darkened, "Yingge, you are here too. I am so disappointed. You said you had something to say to me, and now you can say it."

"My Lord once gave me an order."

Really? What he said was like the breeze blowing by. Most of the time he himself couldn't remember it, but the word "command" was still pleasing to the ear. "What's the matter? Tell me now."

"My Lord, you once asked me to write a poem for you when we were in Yi Garden. Now I have finally come up with the idea."

That's it. He had some impression of it. But he did mention it when he was in Yi Garden. When he heard that the Water Melody was specially composed for Lu Gongqing, he was very envious and really hoped that this boy would also compose one for him.

What? Are you trying to please him with poetry now?

Others didn't understand what she was doing. They were stunned for a moment and finally kept silent.

Did he really want to write a poem to please Liao Chengyi?

Liao Chengyi said, "We'll talk about writing poems later. Now we need to arrest people first."

"Then please allow me to read the poem I have finished to you before you arrest me." After saying that, she took another step forward and said, "

"The people are sad in the iron cage, and the suffering outside the wall is unknown." He took a step and tapped the ground with his cane, "Fine clothes and delicious food, who will pity the people who are hungry?"

After taking a step, "The jade steps are full of singing and dancing in the peaceful days, while the plains are full of sorrow." The cane fell, "The golden palace is full of music and singing all night long, while the people are suffering day by day." She stood in front of Liao Chengyi, "Tigers and wolves are in power and no one cares, only loyal souls shed tears and die." The singing voice complained, and she stood still, "The cattle and sheep are left to the wolves to herd, and I have failed the emperor's grace for you."

When she read out the first sentence, no one could react yet. When they heard the second and third sentences, the faces of the people present changed drastically. There were officials here, and even more were students, and even their parents were from prominent families. All of Yingge's poems fell to the ground, and under the light of the torches, everyone had strange expressions, as if they were trying to hold back on what they wanted to say, but couldn't.

Liao Chengyi said, "You are so old, what does this poem mean?" He is not like Lu Gongqing, who was born in a poor family in the first half of his life. He loved reading and was quite knowledgeable about poetry. He worked hard to become a general. Later, he was injured in the army and entered the palace to become the queen and the emperor's first eunuch. It was very lively just to listen to the words. There was wine and

Singing and dancing, quite enjoyable...

Zhang Zhe said from behind, "I am scolding you, saying that you are the blood and sweat of the people, scolding you for being a corrupt official, oppressing the people, and betraying the emperor's grace."

The voices of imitating others also rang out, first one person, then everyone followed suit and recited the poem in unison, mixed with laughter.

Liao Cheng was furious. He said that scholars were really hateful and could curse people without using any dirty words.

Liang Jingtian had already rushed over, ready to grab Yingge again and scolded, "How dare you..."

Yingge nimbly dodged again, passed through the gathered gentlemen, raised his cane again and shouted, "Young man, chivalrous, making friends with heroes from all five cities. With a bold heart and erect hair, we are talking, and we are willing to die together."

She walked and chanted as she strode towards the students. She was obviously not walking fast, but the people following her couldn't catch her.

As I passed by students, the sound of my crutches slammed to the ground, and the sound of swords and horses clattered into my ears.

"Young knights go out with lofty ambitions"

"The sword points to the end of the world, and the passion is deep"

"When we are drunk, we talk and laugh about the ups and downs of life"

"A promise is worth a thousand gold, life and death are together"

One sound is louder than the other, and each one is pleasant to the ears. Step after step, each step is like walking on clouds and riding the wind.

"Life is like a dream, like a yellow millet, and I am weeping as I leave you."

"The cold flute sounds so sad that it moves the heartstrings, and the Yuyang drum beats break the heart."

"Who wouldn't want to take the long rope and swear to bind the proud hero into my camp?"

"The sound of the sword whistling in the west wind is tragic and majestic, and I wish I could climb high and look far into the distance."

He walked to the middle of the students, lifted his robe, sat on the ground, leaned on his cane, and said, "We said we would study, so we will only study. Gentlemen always speak, but never use their hands. Please arrest the man."

The students around him followed suit. Su Qingyu lifted the red robe in his hand and chanted "Young knights go out with lofty ambitions."

"The sword points to the end of the world, and the passion is deep"

"When we are drunk, we talk and laugh about the ups and downs of life."

"A promise is worth a thousand gold, life and death are together"

The students sang in unison, yelling at the top of their lungs, laughing and crying, looking for ghosts all around, and everyone's scalp tingled.

"Young knights go out with lofty ambitions"

The loud voice was as loud as the sound of drums and thunder. Everyone present was stunned, their bodies trembled slightly, and they were unable to speak.

Mr. Zichun said, "Who would dare to stop the courage of young people? Who would dare to stop them?"

It was already late at night, but the lights were still on in Mo City. There was still a hustle and bustle outside the city. The city gates were not closed, and people passed through from time to time. They were the people in the city who were trying to find out the news.

The servant stood outside Chen Junhe's study, panting. "Yingge jumped out. Sir Liao, I wrote a poem for you..."

"You said, she actually wrote a poem at that time? Why did she write a poem at this time?"

"Yes, I'm still thinking about writing poetry at this time. I don't know what I'm thinking."

He muttered to himself, "Humph, every time I feel nervous I write poetry to cover it up. If I like writing poetry so much, isn't it like suppressing a monster..."

I don't understand, what kind of monster is this?

Chen Junhe then asked, "What kind of poetry did she write?"

"She said several things. I don't remember them clearly, but I heard from people around me that she was scolding Liao Chengyi..."

Chen Junhe asked, "And then?"

"Then Lord Liao became anxious and wanted to arrest Young Master Yingge, and then Young Master Yingge wrote another poem..."

"This time, the word was said more often, and I didn't remember it at all..."

Chen Junhe asked, "What else?"

"Then, the student Anxie was arrested. Mr. Zichun was also arrested when he tried to stop them. The soldiers from Beijing took action. The prefect wanted to take action. The prefect said to lock up the students in the prefectural school. Mr. Liao said to lock them up in Yi Garden. The prefect said that there were too many people and that they couldn't lock up so many. Mr. Liao said, it doesn't matter, no matter how many there are, they can be locked up. Then the parents of the students begged for mercy outside the gate. It is said that Yi Garden became even more chaotic..."

Chen Junhe asked, "So this matter is over?"

"It's over. What else can we do? None of these students have passed the county exam."

Before he could finish his words, there was a faint noise coming from outside. No matter how noisy it was outside the city, it couldn't be heard so deep, after all, it was the Chen family's large mansion.

"Look, there's a commotion outside again." someone shouted outside.

Are there students in the market? Aren't they all outside the garden?

There were not many students in the street, just a few scattered people, holding torches and shouting, "Studying is the right way, being afraid of the powerful and being immoral, being an official without caring about the people is like being a thief in disguise."

Then he threw the scroll in all directions. Apart from those on the roadside, the most common places to which he threw it were the surrounding mansions. Soon, the sound of carriages and horses could be heard in the city, and officials and runners came running.

"Stop, stop making noise."

"Stop, don't chase."

"If you don't run, you're just waiting to be caught. You'd be a fool not to run!"

The boys continued to run and shout.

"On the days of peace and prosperity on the jade steps, the plains are filled with grief... The nights of music and singing in the golden palaces are endless... The dead cattle and sheep are left to the wolves to herd, and I have failed the emperor's grace for you."

They were few in number but agile, moving through the streets and alleys, creating a scene wherever they went.

But after all, there were only a few of us, and we would always be caught. When we were forced into an alley, we would always shout, "There is no crime in studying..."

"A young knight is on the road, full of ambition" and "The sword points to the end of the world, with deep passion"

The sound was as loud as a bell, penetrating the high walls, doors and windows, making the listeners feel terrified and sad.