"Wei Huai..."
Wei Huaizheng, Xia and Yang walked to the foot of Huaiqing Bridge when they saw a group of officers and soldiers among the dense crowd. The officers and soldiers were leading the way, as if rushing towards him.
It has to be said that Wei Huai still felt fearful. "Let's go." Wei Huai called them both in a low voice, then turned around and ran away.
They squeezed among the tourists and turned out from a corner; Wei Huai stretched his neck from time to time to look back and saw that they were following closely, not letting go for a moment.
They turned into an alley again and bumped into a wall over ten feet high, which was impossible to climb over. Wei Huai hurriedly walked out of the alley, but a hand suddenly grabbed his shoulder, almost staggering him.
"Where do you want to run? You can hide from the first grade of junior high school, but you can't hide from the fifteenth grade!" An officer came out from the corner and grabbed Wei Huai and held his head tightly.
"You...what reason do you have for arresting me?"
"Reason? Have you forgotten that audacious letter you wrote to the prefect? You may be sentenced to death!" He roughly pulled Wei Huai, "Quickly leave!"
"Don't even think about it!" Yang Huaisheng yelled behind him.
"I know that you two are colluding with this prisoner, so I'm not going to argue with you now. If you dare to disturb my routine, you will go to jail with him!" The officer did not look at Yang Huaisheng and said to the army. The soldiers tied up Wei Huai and took the people away.
"You guys stop!"
Yang Huaisheng couldn't hold back his anger and strode forward to stop him; but Xia Yuanlong had quick eyes and quick hands and pulled him back in an instant, holding his hand and advising: "This is not the time to get angry. Brother Zhong Fang, you It's too reckless! Why not find a place to gather the people first, and then encourage them to protest to the court in the future? Wouldn't it be better if there are more people and more power? I am right, Brother Zhong Fang..."
Only then did Yang Huaisheng give up and follow Xia Yuanlong back to his residence gloomily.
The officer took Wei Huai to the cell. Since he had not yet been convicted, he was not shackled and allowed to move around the prison without restraint.
One day later, the prefect discussed with Prince Wan and sentenced him to "inciting the people and having evil intentions. He should be executed according to the laws of the country. Now he will be spared according to the circumstances and will only serve for thirty years." Lock it and put it in the room.
Although the prefect strictly prohibited any news, the news spread like wildfire and shocked the entire city of Nanjing. Yang Huaisheng was extremely angry, so he planned with Xia Yuanlong to set up tables and chairs at the old stage on the street, and summoned the people with great fanfare, attracting many people to stop and watch. He even stood on tiptoe and looked up eagerly.
Xia Yuanlong stood in the middle of the stage and coughed. Under the clear blue and cool sky, facing thousands of people, he shouted: "People! Mr. Wei was imprisoned for criticizing the bad government. Do you all know that?"
"I know it all!..." Although there were some noises in the audience, this sentence was still shouted out in unison.
"Okay," Xia Yuanlong raised his voice again, "I don't understand. As a good official who serves the country and the people, shouldn't Mr. Wei have some insights into the law? But he was imprisoned for this matter! Let me ask. Is it that Nanjing, as big as Nanjing, cannot tolerate those who vocally resist?!"
"Yes! Yes!" The people below were agitated.
"Then it seems that there is a conservative person in this government, and there is someone who is blocking us from getting back our rights. This is our Lord Prefect! The Prefect of Nanjing!"
The audience was noisy and thunderous, but they were not afraid of disturbing the officials. Yang Huaisheng was surprised. He didn't expect him to be so fearless.
"Master Prefect, look at what good things he has done for you. Since he took office, he has not suppressed annexation or improved people's livelihood. In addition to blocking people's opinions, if you think about it carefully, he has a government that can be called one or two! They regard us as slaves and reduce us to nothing, so why not show them that you all have backbone and are the kind of proud people who cannot be easily offended!"
After that, the people in the audience shouted "Okay" in unison, and surrounded Xia Yuanlong as he walked down the stage amidst cheers. His eyes were full of indomitable spirit, and he stood directly in front of the people. , like a general on the battlefield, leading them towards the prefect's Yamen.
However, Yang Huaisheng suddenly escaped. Some people suspected that he wanted to be a 'deserter' and hurriedly blocked the road and asked, "Does Mr. Yang want to run away?" Yang Huaisheng shook his head firmly: "I want to buy a coffin." So, without any explanation, he left quietly amid the crowd of people.
This team is really impressive. They gathered like a giant python on the move. From the stage, across the road, and along the alleys, every household heard the majestic protests outside the window. stopped before.
"Bring back the Weiji wine!" some people shouted.
The Yamen servants saw that every pair of their eyes were filled with anger, and thousands of eyes were cast here, which would make anyone tremble.
However, they adhered to the wishes of the prefect and did not dare to retreat easily. They just showed off their spirit and shouted: "Cool people! Cunning people! Have you forgotten how the last time... last time ended? Then... then Wei Huaidu Let... let enter the room!"
"You really have the ability to say this!" Xia Yuanlong spoke angrily, "We are here to rescue Wei Jijiu! What reason do you have for arresting people? First, they said it was 'inciting the people', but he It's just leading the people to petition, how can we talk about incitement? He also said that he was 'deliberately evil', how dare someone in the yamen be like a roundworm in the belly of Jijiu, and he even figured out what he was thinking?"
Those government officials were not good at eloquence, so when they said this, they were immediately speechless.
"Let Wei Huai out of prison quickly!"
The magistrate heard it clearly in the study, but still ignored it. He practiced calligraphy by himself, and even picked it up and asked the servant: "How do you like this calligraphy?"
"Brother Xian, what you say doesn't work. I will risk my life to rescue Jimin!"
Xia Yuanlong looked back and saw Yang Huaisheng and a few people running over dragging a coffin. Yang Huaisheng put the coffin on the ground and placed it in front of the stone steps in the lobby. He knelt down on the ground and shouted to the Yamen: "Master Magistrate!"
The magistrate was so confused by his shouting that his writing became chaotic and his writing gradually lost its shape. "No more writing!" The prefect sighed heavily. "Then Yang Huaisheng..."
"I, Yang Huaisheng, am also a member of the Imperial College, so I naturally want to complain about the wine sacrifice! Has the prefect seen the coffin beside me? You can't see it. Let me tell you, I specially had this coffin painted with earthen paint. The color is pitch black. Yes! This coffin weighs, it should be eighty kilograms! This coffin is still long, nine feet long! If you don't let Wei Huai go and appease the people's anger, I will bump into the coffin in your Yamen..."
The prefect couldn't help but sweat broke out on his forehead. He was panicked and looked at a servant with an embarrassed look on his face, as if he wanted to give some orders.
