Wang Shizheng's eldest son, Wang Mian, became the leader of the riot in the capital this time. The lives of his father and his aunt pushed him to the forefront.
Since ancient times, students have been typical examples of impulsiveness. These angry young men, who had read the books of sages and believed that scholars could know the world without going out, gathered at the gate of Wang's house and started to express their condolences. Encouraged by thoughtful people, their dissatisfaction accumulated more and more, and finally even reached the edge of explosion.
"Wang Lao Hanlin cannot die in vain. The executioner is Xiao Letian. It was he who used despicable frame-up methods to frame Lao Hanlin, which led to this evil disease..."
"That's right, I can testify that Xiao Letian couldn't defeat Lao Hanlin in Baihua Tower, so he resorted to despicable means to retaliate. That woman's name is Chun Shisanniang, and she is a famous female gangster in the capital..."
"Everyone, that genius Xiao Le has been in the Qing Dynasty for more than a year. Look how many big things have happened now? The imperial court was bewitched by him to create a bullshit special zone. He deceived people with a book of myths and monsters. Now even the old Hanlin He was crushed to death..."
"That's right, he also insulted the vassal state in Ryukyu without authorization and attacked the imperial army in Tanggu City. This is pure treason... How can we give up? Mr. Wang, the death of the old Hanlin is so unjust..."
The crowd choked, and Wang Mian stood in the center, circling his hands and bowing, his eyes red and swollen, "Dear friends, thank you, thank you... We still have to listen to the court and can't cause trouble..."
Since ancient times, there have always been those who watch the excitement and are not afraid of big troubles. When they heard Wang Mian speak, they all became angry and filled with indignation, "Why is Mr. Wang so useless? He is your biological father! Why don't you avenge your hatred..."
In the chaos, someone shouted, "Young Master, do you know that the imperial court has not dealt with this monster Xiao Letian until now. That is because the emperor and the queen mother were deceived by others. Someone is going to take advantage of our Xianxue. If we don't fight today, we will make Western learning bigger in the future." Now, if we try to fight again, we won’t have a chance..."
"What? Western learning is about to flourish? Is this true..." The crowd suddenly burst into an uproar, and the demagogue said sadly, "How could I lie to you? Now there are some rebels all over the Qing Dynasty who gather together in the name of studying. I privately studied the book "The Journey to the West". Anyone who has read this demonic book will have a weaker desire to learn..."
"There are even those who are so crazy that they clamor to join the Western School, and want to be Xiao Letian's lackey! This is really intolerable. If things go on like this, the country will not be the country!"
At this time, a faint sigh suddenly floated out from the crowd, "I don't know whether the country will be a country or not. Anyway, if things go on like this, the good days for us saint disciples are gone. We can add an encore this year, but what about in the future?" When our children and grandchildren grow up, it’s hard to say whether there will be imperial examinations..."
This sentence can be regarded as a punch in the lungs of everyone. The long street in front of the door has now gathered the small number 100 officials from all over the country. When they heard this, everyone was furious.
"I know where Xiao Letian's home is. He has lived in Fan's House in Daliushu Hutong for a long time. Let's go find him to settle accounts... Regardless of whether he is in the capital or not, we must let the world hear the voices of our scholars today. If today If we don’t save ourselves, who can we expect in the future?”
Hundreds of soldiers carried the fire in their hearts and charged towards Daliushu Hutong. The leader was none other than the eldest son Wang Mian, who was wearing sackcloth and wearing filial piety.
"It's wrong, it's wrong! Punish Xiao Letian severely and give my father justice..." The eldest son led the way, and more and more people followed him.
"Severely punish Xiao Letian, the imperial court will give justice to us scholars all over the world..." The crowd pulled their necks and roared, alarming the entire city of Beijing in an instant.
Manchus, idle Han people, and Han people all poured into the streets, looking at these scholars in disbelief, these leaders of the Qing Dynasty. The crowd was talking a lot, and within a short while, all the causes and consequences of the Kung Fu incident were spread out. This was the first time that the Eight Banners children were not as well-informed as the Han people. This made the Eight Banners elders very embarrassed.
"What are you talking about? Xiao Letian attacked the Green Camp in Tanggu and killed more than a thousand Green Camp soldiers? You pinch my face, am I not dreaming..."
"Wang Shizheng is dead? Wang Laohanlin, the oldest in the Hanlin Academy, was suffocated to death by phlegm? It's time to take revenge and cry out for injustice. This filial son did the right thing... Say it again, there is a concubine who hanged herself and was buried? Damn it? This is even more exciting than the drama..."
"Bah! What happened? I have countless eyes and ears in the palace. Today we are worse than these foreign officials? I am the last one to know the big news. It's really embarrassing... Damn, I'm the same Let’s go together and let’s roar along!”
There were too many people in Sijiu City who were full and had nothing to do, especially the old men from the Eight Banners. They were so idle that they all got excited when they saw such a chaos. They rushed into the crowd and started shouting together. stand up.
Like a snowball, the flow of people got bigger and bigger, and the roars got louder and louder. By the time the Shuntian Mansion police officers arrived, the angry crowd had grown to six to seven hundred people, which was enough to fill the entire street.
"Oh my God, is this going to be a rebellion? Quickly notify the nine admirals and send troops..." More than a dozen police officers did not dare to stop these nobles, and hurried to both sides of the road in fear.
Scholars in ancient times were the pride of heaven. Others were afraid of these government officials, but they were not afraid. Some people even grabbed the clothes of the leading police officer and shouted, "Let's go together, go to Xiao Letian, and return the bright sky of the Qing Dynasty." !”
The policeman's face turned pale with fright, "Master... please don't harm me. You are all protected by your status as a judge. Who are we? If we get involved, we won't be able to let the imperial court pick us up..."
"Besides...besides, Xiao Letian isn't in the capital either. Isn't he in Tanggu?"
"Hey! What do you know... Even if Xiao Letian is not here, we still have to show our voice to the world. We want the court to punish heretics. They are the enemy of Xue Xue, do you understand?"
"I understand, I understand, I understand everything you said..." The catcher was so angry, I'm not a scholar, I don't know anything. Are these Western-style things hindering my ability to eat? But he didn't dare to refute at all, because these gentle scholars in Lisbon in the past were as angry as tigers today.
A dozen police officers were also dragged in. By this time, the crowd had gathered to more than 800 people, and Daliushu Hutong was already in sight.
Now Fanzhai in Daliushu Hutong, this small and exquisite courtyard has become a whirlpool in the storm. The housekeeper and his servants used thick logs to block the door. If one log was not enough, two logs were used, and finally six logs were inserted. It gave people a sense of security.
Everyone huddled in the concierge, holding sticks in their hands, listening to the roaring and tsunami-like scolding outside, and their faces were ashen with fear.
"Xiao Letian, come out and give an explanation to all the people in the world... You executioner, murderer... Give back the life of Wang Lao Hanlin and the life of the green camp soldiers... You are the evil demon of Western learning. Sooner or later, I will kill you with the king's method." about you……"
"Get out...get out...get out..." There were voices of justice outside the door, and everyone's eyes were already red with excitement.
Fists, bricks, large rocks...all kinds of messy objects hit the black door with a loud bang, scaring the servants inside so much that they didn't even dare to come out.
"Masters outside, you are mistaken...Mr. Xiao is not at home. We are just a group of servants. Please don't make things difficult for us..." Just as the housekeeper opened his mouth, he heard a loud bang and something unknown outside. Something hit me.
"Have you ever helped the tyrants commit crimes? Answer me... Have you ever helped the tyrants commit crimes? Has Xiao Letian hidden secret documents in your house? Open the door and hand them over..."
Just as he was talking, there was suddenly a crisp sound outside, followed by the roar of Prince Wang Mian, "What are you talking to them about? They are all servants of Xiao Letian who were fed with money. They were dragged out and beaten to death..." Immediately afterwards, a bang was heard, and flames poured from the outside into the crack of the door.
Wang Mian suddenly felt that the most glorious day in his life was today. The feeling of leading tens of thousands of people to smash and loot was really great. A jar of strong liquor was smashed on the wooden door, and he felt so happy that he couldn't count. When Huo Zhezi lit the liquor, the more he looked at the flames, the more excited he became.
"Burn, burn, burn, burn the devil's lair. For the sake of the world of Xianxue, what can I do even if I am shattered to pieces? I am not afraid even if I am cut into pieces with a thousand swords... Scholars like us should have the courage to dedicate ourselves to Xianxue, gentlemen. Ah, I died first, I hope my blood can wake up more people, and everyone can no longer be fooled by Western learning..."
The atmosphere in the crowd became even more frenzied now. Leaders from all over the country collected wine jars, oil bottles, and even random fire starters from nowhere and threw them onto the fire.
"Young Master Wang is indeed very courageous. He is worthy of being the eldest son of a loyal family. The road ahead will not be lonely. We will walk with you..."
The subordinates arranged by Weng Tonghe in the crowd were all stunned. They did not expect that Wang Mian, who used to be a drunkard and a womanizer, actually had advantages. This kid is really good at making trouble! Well done, I will definitely report it to the master later. People like this should be reused!
If Xiao Letian saw the scene in front of him, he would definitely jump up and hold Wang Mian's hand tightly and say movedly, "Senior, you are my senior. When did you come through time? Were you a Red Guard or a Little Red Soldier? You He is a proper revolutionary seed player!"
The fire burned more and more fiercely, and at this time, the sound of horse hooves came from the other end of the alley, and then several knights and hundreds of soldiers appeared on the opposite side of the alley.
"Hey... you are all scholars, how can you create such chaos? Why don't you retreat quickly? Aren't you afraid of the king's law?" The person who came was none other than a general under the command of the Nine Sect Admirals, Manren Muge. It was the Manchu sharpshooter who was scared off by Qing Sanye in Yixian County with his bow and arrow. Somehow he managed to get transferred back to the capital.
In the past, these Han people were still a little in awe of the Eight Banners Army, but in the army, people's courage has been generated. At this time, looking at this group of soldiers, they feel like a herd of sheep.
Wang Mian was the first to jump out, pointing at Muge's nose and scolding: "Just because we are scholars, we must have the backbone of scholars. The evil spirits of Western learning have invaded our country, the Qing Dynasty. You soldiers are useless, we are useless." Who can hold up the top... This sky has been knocked down, and it depends on the lives of scholars like us to make up for it..."
"A man who is determined to die will try to mend the cracks in the sky with just one hand... We, the scholars, should show our strength and save the Qing Dynasty..."
At this point, the long street was wailing, and all the scholars knelt on the ground facing the imperial city. Everyone shouted, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty... You can't believe the devil's deception. The sky of the Qing Dynasty cannot be changed! Save the Qing Dynasty." Oh my god..."
In 1865, the fifth year of Tongzhi in the Qing Dynasty, the Enke Rebellion in the Yichou Year officially began tonight.
