"Teacher, teacher..."
The rapid knocking on the door accompanied by the anxious shouting woke Huang Liangyi from his sleep.
He sat up in a daze for a long time, shook his head vigorously, and finally regained some clarity in his mind.
Looking up through the window pane, I saw that the sky outside was slightly white, it must have just reached dawn.
The knocking on the door became more urgent, accompanied by the voices of officials.
"Hey Mr. Liu, please be gentle, don't shock me."
"This matter is of great importance and cannot be delayed."
Huang Liangyi recognized the voice of his beloved disciple Liu Rang.
Liu Rang was always extremely steady in his conduct, so why was he so irritable at this time?
Huang Liangyi suddenly remembered that he had been restless since last night. He tossed and turned for a long time before finally falling asleep. Could it be a sign of something big happening?
At that moment, he didn't care about the teacher's appearance and demeanor. He casually put on a long gown, walked to the door barefoot and took off the bolt.
"Teacher, something bad has happened. Mr. Rong was arrested by Dongchang's gangsters."
"What!"
Huang Liangyi looked surprised when he heard this.
"Just now, Ziqian sent someone to tell me that when he got up early to study, he heard the sounds of chaotic footsteps on the street, so he went to check out out of curiosity, and saw Mr. Rong covered in blood being taken away by Dongchang Fanzi. Ziqian had already gone there The East Police Factory inquired about the situation and asked me to report it to you, teacher."
"Do you know why?"
Hearing that Rong Fei was covered in blood, even Huang Liangyi, who was very skilled in nourishing qi, couldn't help but turn pale in shock. He grabbed Liu Rang's shoulders and shouted.
"The students came immediately after receiving the news, but they didn't know the specific reason."
"Prepare a car immediately and follow me to Dongchang to find people."
Jiashen, who had just returned from the palace for instructions, had time to take a sip of hot tea to catch his breath when he heard from his subordinates that fifteen great scholars came to visit him.
"well!"
Jiashen sighed and was about to order the great scholars to come in when another fan came over to report in a hurry.
"Reporting to the Governor, the crown prince of the Protector of the Country, the third son of Dingyuan Hou, the crown prince of Weiyuan Hou, the prince of Chengyi Bo... and more than ten distinguished relatives and descendants have come to ask for an audience."
When Jiashen heard this, his head felt as big as a bucket. After thinking for a moment, his heart suddenly trembled, and he invited the two groups in together.
As soon as the two parties took their seats, Pei Jianlai, the third son of Dingyuan Marquis, who was one of the four major dandies in Kyoto along with Chang Huaien, shouted loudly.
"Where is the thief who killed my brother? Grandpa will kill him with a thousand knives today to avenge my brother."
"Quack!"
The most outspoken and irritable person on Da Ru's side couldn't help but frown and shout angrily when he heard this.
Pei Jianlai glanced at Daru with contempt, taking Daru's words as fart, and continued to clamor for Jiashen to hand over Rong Fei and avenge Chang Huai'en.
After all, Dongchang is the most popular government office in Kyoto today. Jiashen just doesn't want to form unnecessary grudges with the military, but he is not afraid of it. Seeing Pei Jianlai being so arrogant, he looked displeased.
Upon seeing this, Zou Qiying, the Crown Prince of the Four Great Dandies, quickly tugged Pei Jianlai's arm and signaled him to calm down with his eyes. Then he stood up from his seat, cupped his hands at Jiashen and smiled.
"Jian Lai has a reckless temper and I hope Mr. Jia won't take offense to his rudeness."
"Your Majesty, your words are serious."
Jiashen waved his hand and responded calmly.
"I came here today because I was entrusted by my father to inquire about the murder of Marquis Jingyuan's son. I heard that the murderer was caught on the spot by Dongchang. I dare to ask Mr. A when he plans to try the case and how he will close it. I hope Mr. A will give it. Tell me, I might as well give an explanation to my uncles when I go back."
Zou Qiying seemed to have a courteous attitude, but behind her words she brought out the Duke Protector and other members of the royal family to put pressure on Jiashen.
Huang Liangyi and other scholars had already figured out what happened. Rong Fei actually killed Chang Huaien. This was a big trouble!
But no matter how troublesome it is, we must try our best to keep Rong Fei.
So a great scholar proposed to mobilize all the scholars in Kyoto to gather in front of the palace to put pressure on Zhu Sheng.
Unlike other great Confucian scholars who paid no attention to outside affairs and concentrated on their studies, Huang Liangyi, Fang Datong and Gao Bin, the three relatively youngest ones, could become the three major leaders of Confucianism in Kyoto, and their minds were obviously much smarter.
After some discussion, the three people felt that this move was too motivating and might be counterproductive, so they decided to explore the reality of Jiashen's side before discussing.
Zou Qiying attacked first, but Huang Liangyi bowed his hand towards Jiashen without hesitation.
Not to mention that the great Confucians were highly virtuous and respected, but that after all Huang Liangyi still had the official position of offering wine in the Imperial College, Jiashen did not dare to neglect, straightened his back quickly, and returned the salute respectfully.
"May I ask the Governor, what crime did Rong Fei commit?"
Although he knew that Huang Liangyi was asking the question knowingly, Jiashen still answered honestly.
"kill."
"Who did you kill?"
"Um... Chang Huaien, the son of Marquis Jingyuan."
"Do the two of you have any grudge?"
"Forehead…"
Jiashen looked embarrassed.
Well-informed officials in Kyoto have already guessed why Rong Fei wanted to kill Chang Huai'en, but they knew this kind of thing well, but they couldn't tell it to their mouths.
Otherwise, if the news spread that the son of Marquis Jingyuan was abducting people and serving as camp prostitutes for the border troops, where would the military's face be? Where is the face of the imperial court?
Will Chang Gaoyuan, the chief military officer of the Qingzhou Battalion, still do this?
What should we do with the 30,000 officers and soldiers of the Qingzhou Battalion?
If Chang Gaoyuan cannot become the chief soldier of the Qingzhou Battalion, who can resist the demons outside Xuanhuang Pass?
Although there are still several famous generals in the military whose reputation and ability are not inferior to Chang Gaoyuan. But military affairs are no trivial matter. What if someone else is not acclimated to the situation in the past, and the demons take advantage of it?
Huang Liangyi and other great scholars concentrated on their studies and knew very little about the gossip and secrets in the court, so they really didn't know why Rong Fei wanted to kill someone. But they were keenly aware that both Zou Qiying and Jiashen seemed to be deliberately avoiding this topic. So I took this as a breakthrough and started to attack.
In an era of backward communication where only letters and word of mouth were transmitted, the scholars who held the pen had the absolute right to determine the direction of morality and public opinion.
Therefore, Zhu Sheng, Jiashen and all officials who knew the inside story were on guard against the great Confucians.
No matter what it was, Huang Liangyi got to the point of the matter and asked it. For a moment, Jiashen didn't know how to answer.
When he went to the palace to ask for instructions this morning, Zhu Sheng did not have a stable solution for getting along with him. In the end, he just irresponsibly let Jiashen act according to the situation.
"Um...well...well...it's not clear yet. We still have to wait for Uncle Fencheng to explain himself."
Jiashen replied vaguely.
"Hesitating and being vague, there must be something fishy in it."
A great scholar couldn't help but slap the table and roared.
"That's right, there must be a female gangster who planned to frame Rong Fei."
Another great scholar echoed.
"We need to see Rong Fei and ask him face to face what is going on. If he is really being framed by a female gangster, huh, do you really think that the tens of thousands of Confucian disciples in my city of Kyoto are vegetarians!"
