Rong Shihan raised the dagger high and slashed frantically at the three words "Rong Yubai" at the top.
His eyes were bloodshot and he was muttering to himself, almost like a madman.
The list was written on silk and hung on the wall.
One side was scratched and the other parts were overwhelmed.
With a ripping sound, half of the silk cloth fell down.
Seeing this, the soldiers guarding the list quickly rushed into the chaotic crowd and detained Rong Shihan.
"How dare you, a madman, destroy the Xingbang! Imprison him in the Heavenly Prison!"
The soldiers were furious. This was an imperial edict, and tearing it up was a serious crime.
Mrs. Hu, who was arguing in the crowd, saw her son being taken away and rushed over like a madman to grab him.
But the soldiers were well-trained, and it was impossible for a mere woman like her to rob them.
"We are from the Annan Marquis' Mansion. You can't arrest my son. Let him go!" Seeing the pain on Rong Shihan's face, Mrs. Hu beat the soldiers madly.
"He's the future Marquis of Annan, let him go..."
"So he's from the Annan Marquisate. No wonder he's marking the top spot. It's because he didn't pass the exam, and his jealousy has turned into hatred..."
"A year ago, Rong Yubai was still a fool. Who knew that the fool is no longer a fool, and even became the number one? How could this former pride of the world not be angry..."
The people stopped struggling and looked at the two with contempt.
"He ranked first in the imperial examination at the age of eleven and was the last disciple of Master Wu of Qingxi Academy. How come he didn't even make it into the imperial examination list?" someone wondered.
For such a genius, even if he cannot take the top spot, it should be easy for him to pass the imperial examination.
"It's probably because you've lost yourself in pleasure. Have you forgotten what happened last year...?"
"He was hanging out with men, so he painted it into a book for everyone to see."
"Such a bold act...tsk tsk tsk. Now it's a bedtime read for those men with homosexual tendencies, almost everyone has a copy..."
When the old things were brought up again, Mrs. Hu and Rong Shihan's faces turned red.
I don't know whether he was angry or embarrassed.
Chaotic scene, chaotic people.
Rong Shihan was taken away, and Mrs. Hu rushed to the Marquis' Mansion anxiously, begging the old man to save him.
The old man was still at home, leisurely drinking tea, waiting for his beloved grandson Huiyuan to come back.
"Dad, Dad, please go and save Han'er..." As soon as Mrs. Hu returned home, she shouted loudly for help.
The old man choked on a mouthful of tea and hurriedly stood up and asked, "What happened?"
Hu spoke incoherently about what happened before the list.
The old man cursed: "Asshole!"
But that was his grandson, so the old man went out with an angry face to rescue him from the Sky Prison.
Rong Shihan's tearing up of the imperial edict did not cause any major consequences.
Although his crime was not punishable by death, he would be too weak to survive if beaten with fifty sticks.
When the old man arrived, the soldiers were already carrying out the execution according to orders.
Rong Shihan lay on the bench, dying, his buttocks covered in blood.
The old man rushed forward to block it, and the soldiers stopped.
He brought Rong Shihan into the palace, begged the emperor profusely, and even knocked his head until it was broken.
The emperor relented and confiscated Marquis Annan's salary for one year before allowing him to take the man back and discipline him properly.
…
After seeing Rong Shihan break down and go crazy, Rong Chaoxi and the others turned around and went home.
When passing by Zhou's house, I heard a rumbling sound.
Immediately, dust flew up in Zhou's mansion and spread to the street.
The servants rushed out of the gate one after another.
The onlookers couldn't help but look around. What on earth was going on inside?
When the dust gradually settled, people were finally able to see what was inside.
The partition opposite the main door collapsed, and the front hall used for receptions was reduced to ruins.
Everyone in the Zhou Mansion fell in the ruins in a disorderly manner, screaming and crying out.
But there was one person who stood firmly among them, his white clothes were all white, and not a speck of dust was on his body.
“I’ve already said that anyone who is close to me will become unhappy…” The young master looked helpless.
He reached out to help the person next to him up.
As soon as he touched the man's hand, a broken pillar fell down and the man fainted on the spot.
"Oh my god! What's this guy's physique like?"
"He was standing in the center of the house, right? There wasn't even a piece of rubble within a one-meter radius!"
The onlookers were shocked.
This is too lucky,
Could this be the Son of Heaven?
Xiao Tiandao said: No!
"Why did Zhou's house collapse for no reason?" Someone got the point.
The Zhou family is a royal merchant family and the richest family in Dongwu.
His house is the most magnificent place besides the imperial palace.
The house seemed to be inlaid with gold, but it suddenly collapsed?
Old Master Zhou came to the front yard with the help of his servants, leaning on his crutches. When he saw such a tragic scene, he almost fainted on the spot.
"Could it be that my Zhou family has offended a villain?"
"During the Lunar New Year, I was frequently scammed and my money was taken away. Now someone is destroying my house again!"
The old man sat on the ground and cried.
"I have been doing good deeds and accumulating virtue for fifty years. I have burned incense in temples and worshipped Buddhas. I have donated countless incense sticks..."
"Why would the gods repay kindness with hatred at this old age..."
The old man complained about the injustice of heaven.
Rong Chaoxi touched his nose guiltily.
Yesterday, during the Flower Festival, she inherited the incense offerings from the God of Chaoyang and could feel the amount of incense and devout heart that the old man of the Zhou family had offered throughout his life.
At that time, in order to fulfill everyone's wishes, I was indeed a little cruel to people.
[For such a kind-hearted person, may he live in good health, free from illness and disaster for a hundred years...]
As Rong Chaoxi was thinking this, a ray of golden light floated out and floated into Old Master Zhou.
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