I see the snow

A few days later, the city of Hoshino gradually became agitated.

First, the people who had been oppressed by the Qin Tianjian in the past gathered together to file a letter of injustice to the Yamen and Yushitai, and then they went to the "Shengshi Drum" at the top of the city to beat the drums in batches and batches.

This prosperous drum was set up by the imperial court among the people, and it was specially used to appeal for injustice.

For a while, the sound of "dong dong" drums continued for several days, as if it wanted to break through the sky and reach the Nine Palaces.

At first Shen Yan pretended not to care much, pretending not to know and asked:

"Who is playing the drums at the head of the city?"

The officials of Qin Tianjian all showed embarrassment, and no one answered in the hall.After a long time, Mo Bihuan stood up and reluctantly replied:

"Your servant will go back and ask."

Then there is cover-up, concealment, and unscrupulous suppression.

Yamen officers went to the streets to arrest people, and all those who saw them going to the city were locked up in the yamen for fifteen days.When encountering someone who is beating the drum, he rushes forward to beat him hard.

But even so, there are still many common people who secretly go to the top of the city, looking for the vacancy of the yamen's office, even if they hit a mallet, it would be good.

Of course, there were more people watching silently. They hid at home and looked out of the window at those who were going to the city.

Do you think they are not afraid of being caught?

In fact, these people hiding at home also have a history of being bullied by Qin Tianjian, but they still think they can bear it. Compared with being bullied, they are more afraid of being caught in the yamen.

If there is trouble, it is enough to have those who have already gone to the city gate to beat the drums.One more of them is not more, one less of them is not much.

However, as the drumbeat at the top of the city lasted for a long time, after a few days, Shen Yan asked for the second time when he went to court.

"It's an ignorant child playing around."

Mo Bihuan's vest was drenched with sweat, he lowered his head and answered.

Shen Yan smiled slightly.

This time, Qin Tianjian and Mo Bihuan's followers raised even greater vigilance.

They started to send more people, and even dispatched the servants of their own mansion to keep an eye on the "Prosperous Drum" at the top of the city all the time, to really "wait" for Shen Yan to create a prosperous world.

The people were a little timid at first, but gradually they learned to go together.

There is even an unknown scholar who has read the book, anonymously composed a poem and sang it in the city, compiling the evil things that Qin Tianjian has done over the years into a ditty:

"Qin Tianjian seized the mouth of Niyan. Taishi Shili cut off the iron needle head. Scraped the golden Buddha's face to search for it, and found nothing."

"Chop up the meat on the legs of the egret, and cut the fat in the belly of the mosquito. If you have a daughter at home, don't go to the streets!" [*Note 1]

The common people blocked the gate of the city together. On one side were government officials with knives and sticks, and on the other side were ordinary civilians who gathered in crowds.

Some of the civilians brought water, and some wrote on the spot, writing all the satirical poems in the city on rice paper and holding them up high.

Neither the rain nor the sun has receded from the two sides, just confronting each other like this, something is about to explode.

This stalemate lasted for four days, and on the fifth night, there was heavy rain in the city and suburbs.

"You eat the rice that the court rewards you, and live in the houses that the court rewards you. What else do you want?"

An official roared angrily: "If it wasn't for the imperial court, you would have been trampled down by Liang Chengyan's iron hooves! It was the imperial court who told you not to be subjugated slaves!! What else do you have to be dissatisfied with?"

In the heavy rain, the officials who couldn't go home because of the suppression yelled loudly and raised their arms high, as if they were extremely resentful and distressed.

He pointed to the rough and dark face in front of him one by one, and said in a hateful voice:

"Troublemaker... troublemaker!"

The people confronted him silently, and no one made a sound.

They are all uneducated people and don't know how to fight back. They seem to be acquiescing to this accusation.

"You...you occupy our farmland."

After a while, someone said in the crowd: "Snatching our daughter... is not as good as Yanqi people!!"

The official's expression changed suddenly: "What are you talking about!?"

He shouted: "The king is the father of the people, and the emperor is the leader of the ministers! There is no such thing as a parent in the world, how can you say that about the court!?"

The group of people kept silent, like a group of silent but determined lambs.

"You don't know how to thank the court all day long, but you are full of complaints!"

The official said: "Do you know what kind of life they are living in Liangcheng? Their princes and nobles, even the emperor's daughter, the most favored woman in the harem, can only eat a tea egg in Yuanchun!  … What about you? You have already lived such a comfortable and comfortable life, what is there to be dissatisfied with?"

"—I think this corvee is still too light! If you really teach you that you are so hungry that you can't eat, you don't have the heart to think about it!"

The civilians were silent.They felt that this was wrong, as if their lives were not as good as the officials said, but none of them had ever been to Liang Cheng——

Sheng Yang's control over the border is very strict. Even in business exchanges, only rich and powerful families have the opportunity to communicate with other countries.

Ordinary people don't even know what Liang Cheng is like or what Shangjing is like. What kind of life the people of other countries live are all described to them by officials.

"Without Qin Tianjian, do you think God will give you rain? Without us and other mystics communicating with the gods, do you think the sun rises by itself?"

The official said: "Things that are ungrateful! The next year's catastrophe will come, and it will be a punishment for your ungratefulness!"

"……but."

Facing the fierce-looking officials, the common people thought for a long time, and finally one person said: "If it is true that everything is right? Why don't you let us play the drums?"

If you don't have any guilt, why do you defend yourself against the people more than against Sichuan?

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and they all came to their senses. They turned their attention to the Shengshi Drum at the beginning, and shouted again: "Drumming, we want to drum!!"

The officials covered their ears from the din, and the crowd suddenly became more and more angry, pushing the shouting crowd forward, forcing the officials to retreat for a while.

After a while, an old beggar took advantage of the gap and seized the opportunity to get next to Shengshi Drum and beat it hard——

"Boom! Boom! Boom!" The sound of drums vibrated in the torrential rain, as if every blow hit a person's heart.

"Old boy, you bastard!"

The official scolded, "Come on, drag him to the yamen for me!"

The old beggar held on to the drum stand desperately, and shouted hoarsely: "Liu Taishi, you will die—"

"My family's life is ruined in your hands—!!"

The yamen servants worked harder and lifted the beggar's limbs, tied his limbs together like an animal, and dragged him to the prison by hanging.

"If you make trouble again, it will end just like him!"

The official wiped the rainwater from his face, and said, "Break all hands and feet! If you want to live, you can't die!!"

The civilians seemed to be shocked, they all stood still in place, and some even retreated subconsciously.

The official smiled with satisfaction, but at this moment, there was a commotion behind the crowd.

The official frowned and looked intently, but saw a man wearing a dark blue official robe with a simple uncut jade pinned to his waist, looking like a poor scholar.

The crowd involuntarily made way for him, and the rain dripped down his clear and gloomy face.

"Why don't you let him play the drums."

The man said every word.

He looked very young, probably only 21 or [-] years old, but he stood firmly in front of the government officials who outnumbered him dozens of times, motionless.

"Why don't you let him play the drums?"

The young man asked again gently.

"Where did the bullshit speaker come from—"

The official became angry with embarrassment, but he felt an indescribable pressure in front of this handless literati.

"I ask you what right you have not to let him play drums!!——"

However, before he finished speaking, Lin Kun yelled violently, making the officials tremble!

The torrential rain poured down on his head and face, and countless raindrops rolled down his neck and into his collar.

Lin Kun stood in the long dark night, his face was like cold and hard jade.

"Where, where did the sour chicken come from."

The official said that he looked at Lin Kun's attire up and down, and he didn't look like he was from a noble family, so he couldn't help saying angrily: "Do you know that the person in front of you is Qin Tianjian Lingtai Lang?"

"Hindering Qin Tianjian's work is disrespectful to the imperial court! - He will be punished for a felony!"

"Court?"

Lin Kun suddenly smiled.He said softly: "You are also worthy to represent the imperial court? Bah."

The crowd gathering in that rainy night finally detonated because of Lin Kun's appearance.

Countless civilians rushed forward and fought with Yacha.Someone snatched the stick, someone dragged the shovel from the house, the dissatisfaction and resentment accumulated over the years finally vented, mixed with rain and shouts, tearing apart the night.

It's just that Lin Kun was also injured in that dispute. He was in a hurry and didn't have time to inform the servants in the mansion.

And because of his simple clothes, he couldn't see clearly the rank of the official representative at night, and no one recognized him among the many government servants on the spot. Lin Kun was pale and weak in the chaos, so naturally he couldn't compete with those brute force arresters.

Lin Yushi, who hadn't had a day's rest for five years, finally asked for leave and could only lie in bed to recuperate.

Li Sinian also asked for leave to take care of him. When he opened the door, he saw the childhood sweetheart on the bed with a face as pale as paper and a bandage on his forehead.

He walked over and touched Lin Kun's bluish forehead covered with a large amount of wound medicine:

"Like a little tabby cat."

Lin Kun complained softly: "It hurts me to death."

"...Did you bring the bamboo shoots stuffed with roses from Bazhaifang?"

It's just that Lin Kun's injury this time also aroused the anger of many admonishers in the court.

Most of them are as pure and honest as Lin Kun, and they have long put life and death aside.In the past, he was humble and condescending, and there was no sincerity and enthusiasm, but now it explodes one day, and it is like a spark that starts a fire, which is out of control.

An overwhelming number of memorials were sent to the Shen Yan case, all of which were impeachment memorials written by the most talented students.

Three days later, all the scholars in the city of stars and wilds sat quietly in front of the gate of Jinghua Palace. They demanded that Qin Tianjian be severely punished.

On the fourth day, Shen Yan and Chu Yuan climbed up to the palace wall at the same time, and looked at the lights and candles below the city tower from the highest point, and countless scholars refused to retreat at night.

"Sheng Yang will not perish."

Shen Yan smiled suddenly.He looked at the faint light in the dark night, and said to Chu Yuan:

"—With the lights under this city, Sheng Yang will never perish."

"Careful, sit still."

At the same time, the inside of Duke Zhen's mansion was completely different, there was no tense atmosphere outside, instead it was peaceful and leisurely.

Yinzhichuan made a swing for Xihuai, from twisting the rope to setting the stakes, all by Yinzhichuan alone.

He made Xi Huai sit on the braided rope, slowly pushed it up, and then slowly lowered it.

At first Xi Huai was a little nervous, and he held onto the rope tightly, Yin Zhichuan said with a smile: "It's okay, I'll catch you if you fall."

"It just fell into my arms—"

Slowly Xi Huai got used to it, and he pushed higher and higher, swaying to a higher place each time.

During the day, the heat is in full swing, and at night the heat wave dissipates, and there is a cool breeze, which is the best time to relieve boredom.

Following the swing, Xi Huai could see the faint sea of ​​candles in the center of the city, so he couldn't help asking in a low voice:

"What...is doing there?"

"Do not care."

Yinzhichuan said leisurely. "It's none of our business."

"If there is a big fire, it has nothing to do with us?"

"If a big fire starts, I won't ask him to burn it into the Zhen Guogong's mansion."

Yin Zhichuan gently pushed Xi Huai's back, and without knowing what it meant, he sighed very softly and said:

"Just appreciate the beauty of the orange and red candlelight illuminating the sky, Xihuai."

"——I really hope that one day, even at the end of the country, at the end of the sky, you and I will stand in this courtyard and push the swing quietly."

[*Note 1]: Adapted from "Drunk Taiping"

The author has something to say:

"In Liang Cheng, even the emperor's daughter, the most favored woman in the harem, can only eat a tea egg in Yuanchun!"

@明妃姐姐，Is it true?