Chapter 113: Our generation is lonely and upright, then it will be as you wish!

Among the bustling Confucian scholars.

The two fat and thin scholars appeared exceptionally steady; they stood quietly in place, not following the crowd.

Zou Lin also stopped his steps, leaving only a helpless sigh.

Many people follow the crowd!

Most did not understand the situation and were called by friends, as if what they were doing was a great feat.

The Confucian scholars of the Hongwen Hall were currently full of confidence and blocked the way; they tidied their robes, seemingly confident about the upcoming confrontation.

And in this tense atmosphere, Jiang He already had a cold expression.

"I really don't know how to die!"

The soldiers on the other two sides also drew their swords one after another, pressing forward step by step, and the atmosphere instantly became tense.

Just then!

At this critical moment, a cavalry team with extraordinary momentum appeared at the other end of the street.

Behind them hung a large flag with the word "Lu".

On the left were Marshal Feng Haiping and Military Advisor Dou Gu.

On the right were Grand General Jia Fu, Cheng Hai, Lady Gongsun Ao, and a group of generals; the lineup was so powerful that it was eye-catching.

On the left was Marshal Feng Haiping, Military Advisor Dou Gu.

On the right were Grand General Jia Fu, Cheng Hai, Lady Gongsun Ao, and others.

Jiang He's eyes heated up.

He looked at the two people in the middle.

On the side was a handsome middle-aged man, full of heroic spirit, with an imposing momentum.

The young commander of the Lu Family Army, Lu Yu, an enemy of ten thousand in the army, taking the enemy's head as if reaching into a bag.

And,

The person in the middle!

Jiang He's eyes were already excited, and he hurriedly dismounted.

A group of soldiers hurriedly said: "Pay respects to the Shaobao!"

Everyone bowed in submission.

No one cared about the Confucian scholars in the middle of the road.

Zou Lin was also shocked by such a scene; he looked at the middle-aged man leading the army, a sense of respect rose in his heart, and then he bowed down:

"Pay respects to the Shaobao!"

The fat and thin scholars were shocked; they finally realized that this middle-aged man riding in front was the "chess player" they met in the broken temple before.

The two of them even told the "protagonist" about "fish belly book transmission" and "heaven-sent stone tablets."

Thinking about it, it was also ridiculous!

Recalling that meeting in the broken temple, the two could not help but feel a lot of emotion.

It was just that they parted in a hurry in the broken temple and did not have the opportunity to witness Lu Chen crossing the river.

Seeing him again now, it was such a heart-shaking scene.

It turned out that this person was Lu Chen.

The two felt a dizzy spell, their brains were still dizzy, and they hurriedly learned from the people around them, bowing to show respect.

However!

Du Jing, the head of the Hongwen Hall, showed great disdain for this.

He looked at his friend Zou Lin bowing and scraping, his face full of disgust.

A Grand Secretary does not have to kneel when meeting the Son of Heaven!

In his view, as a scholar, reading the books of sages and helping the Son of Heaven govern the world.

They have their own pride and dignity; even when facing the Son of Heaven, they do not have to perform such a great ceremony, let alone a mere Shaobao?

What a shame for a scholar!

He took a deep breath, his eyes revealing a sharp light, and as the head of the Vast Literature Hall, he spoke slowly:

"I am Du Jing, serving as the head of the Vast Literature Hall."

"Today I boldly ask the Shaobao to stop."

His voice was not loud, but it clearly spread all around, making the troops in front stop involuntarily.

Seeing this!

Du Jing felt a little proud in his heart and tidied his collar and the official hat of a Grand Secretary again.

Then, he changed the subject!

"The Shaobao requests to enter the capital, but the Son of Heaven has no misconduct, yet the Shaobao uses troops to force the palace; this move will inevitably lead to speculation, and I fear there is suspicion of disloyalty. This is the first thing I worry about."

Du Jing paused for a moment, brushed his sleeves, and continued:

"Secondly, the Shaobao is a heavy minister of the country, and should take the overall situation of the country as the priority and the well-being of the people as the priority. If you start a war because of personal selfishness or temporary anger, ignoring the stability of the country and causing innocent people to suffer, the consequences will be unimaginable."

"When the Shaobao made the decision, did you think carefully and consider these consequences?"

"Therefore, I ask the Shaobao to stay!"

Du Jing's words were loud and clear!

He calculated that if he could use his silver tongue to persuade Lu Chen to change his original plan to enter the palace, then he would surely leave a name in history and become a story passed down by later generations.

Even if he failed in the end!

He could also win the respect and praise of the world with a "righteous and awe-inspiring" posture.

For him, such a result was undoubtedly the best of both worlds.

Killing two birds with one stone!

A group of Confucian scholars around, under Du Jing's call, also straightened their backs.

They were not afraid of the pressure of thousands of people in front, as if they were no longer scholars who could not even truss a chicken.

Daqing does not kill scholars, and shares the world with the scholar-officials!

It was already the norm!

Even if it was the current Emperor, they scolded the Son of Heaven, it was just "scholars" showing their heroic spirit!

Someone chanted loudly:

"Since ancient times, sages have been lonely, let alone our generation who are lonely and upright."

"Not afraid of being smashed to pieces!"

Witnessing the scene before him, Zou Lin's heart was filled with complex emotions, and a deep sorrow appeared on his face.

The Du Jing in his memory was originally a close friend with high aspirations and deep knowledge, but now he has become so stubborn and blind.

Perhaps it was the prosperity and power of the capital that blinded Du Jing's eyes, making him gradually lose himself.

Or perhaps he was burdened by "false fame."

Zou Lin suddenly discovered that Feng Long had also mixed in, with an anxious face, and was about to walk up.

Then he heard Feng Long's most high-pitched voice:

"Rebellious ministers and villains, all the party members should be beheaded at the Wumen Gate."

"Lu Chen, I advise you to turn back from the wrong path and commit suicide!."

The surrounding residents were also attracted by this sudden excitement; they poked their heads out from the pavilions and small courtyards one after another, curiously watching this scene.

In front of the strong troops, what are a group of scholars doing blocking the road!

The distance was too far to hear clearly what they were saying.

But from their behavior and demeanor, one could feel a sense of "righteousness and awe."

The common people discussed it one after another, and someone asked in confusion:

"What's wrong with these masters of the Vast Literature Hall today?"

"Usually they are regulars at the Yichun Building, fighting the hardest for the clean ladies there. Why do they dare to block the soldiers' way today?"

"You don't understand this; the knowledge inside is very deep."

On the Wumen Gate of the Imperial Palace.

The Wumen Gate was towering and magnificent, but it had already been occupied by the Forbidden Army.

Liu Wen and Wei Gao stood at the top of the city tower, looking at the situation not far away.

Wei Gao asked:

"Mr. Liu, what do you think Shenzhou will do?"

Liu Wen smiled slightly, the smile hiding a bit of unfathomable depth; he slowly turned around and asked Wei Gao back:

"Old Master Wei, if it were you, in this situation, what choice would you make?"

Wei Gao probed: "Kill them all to eliminate future troubles?"

Liu Wen said: "After killing them, how will the scholars of the world view the Shaobao."

Wei Gao's brows furrowed, obviously also weighing the pros and cons: "Then... kill a few to warn others, how about that?"

Liu Wen smiled:

"Old Master Wei, this is doing business."

Wei Gao said helplessly: "Then what should be done? Can't kill them, can't just let them go, right?"

Wei Gao's eyes suddenly narrowed.

Watching Lu Chen ride his horse forward.

【You lifted your horse whip and said lightly:】

【"Then it will be as you wish!"】

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 114 =====