Chapter 169: Gathering to denounce
Song Mansion.
Li Nuo looked at a new portrait that appeared on the code.
He was an old man with a gaunt face.
He picked up a pen and wrote a few words on the paper.
Seal script, clerical script, regular script, running script, cursive script... these five different styles of calligraphy all look very pleasing to the eye.
If we want to change the criminal law, it is not that easy. At least it needs to be submitted to the three provinces for discussion.
But this kind of public security regulations only required my father to write a few words and stamp it.
The Dali Temple has this authority.
Not to mention the Dali Temple, even the local county magistrate has this power within his jurisdiction.
Protecting the environment is everyone's responsibility.
Chang'an is the capital of Daxia and represents the face of Daxia. Spitting anywhere is neither civilized nor hygienic.
The imperial examination is approaching, and students from all over the country are gathering in Chang'an. In order to show the good image of the capital of Daxia, it is necessary to temporarily focus on health construction.
Unfortunately, calligraphy has not yet been transformed into a permanent skill.
Not enough people were arrested.
Li Nuo sighed and looked at the words on the paper, feeling somewhat confused.
He has actually always had this confusion.
It was clearly another world, and most of the history was different from the world he was familiar with, but there were also many things that were passed down from generation to generation, such as the various schools of thought, calligraphy fonts, and even writing and language...
It’s like one world is constructed on the basis of another world.
It was obviously impossible for him to figure out the problem, so Li Nuo simply stopped thinking about it, crumpled the paper into a ball and threw it into the trash can.
The room was very quiet, with only Li Nuo in it.
The imperial examination was only a few days away, and the entire Song family, including his wife, was deliberately creating a quiet environment for him. His fourth uncle and his wife even specifically told Mu'er not to disturb him.
Compared with the quietness of the Song Mansion, the gate of Qingfeng Academy is very lively.
The news that Mr. Wei was arrested and taken to the Dali Temple had already reached the academy. Upon hearing the news, the entire academy was suddenly in an uproar.
What is Dali Temple? It is the territory of the treacherous minister Li Xuanjing. People who are arrested by Dali Temple have a narrow escape from death. Countless loyal and good people have been murdered in the Dali Temple's prison.
Mr. Wei was a professor at Qingfeng Academy. He was a man of high moral character throughout his life and had cultivated countless pillars for Daxia.
Although I don’t know why the Dali Temple arrested him.
But they believe that Mr. Wei must be innocent.
He must have been persecuted by Li Xuanjing.
Upon hearing this news, the students of Qingfeng Academy were all filled with indignation.
The calligraphy community in Chang'an was also shocked. Wei Xun's friends and disciples began to gather at the gate of the academy to speak up for Mr. Wei.
At the beginning, when there were few people, they still had a little fear of the Dali Temple and Li Xuanjing.
But as more and more people gathered, the fear in their hearts gradually dissipated and then turned into anger.
Confucian disciples should have a righteous spirit. When encountering injustice, they should have the courage to stand up and not succumb to power.
"Let's go together and rescue Mr. Wei!"
"I'm going to the Dali Temple to protest. Who's willing to go with me?"
“I’ll go!”
"I'll go too. If you can, arrest us all!"
…
Someone in the crowd shouted, and immediately received countless responses.
The crowd began to march towards the Dali Temple in a mighty procession. The team of dozens of people occupied the entire street, and the momentum was extremely huge.
The people on the street saw this scene from afar and retreated.
I don’t know what happened to these college students. Why are they taking to the streets to protest again?
Although it is not clear what caused this, every time they put on this kind of formation, officials in the court would be in trouble.
The students of these academies represent the future of Daxia.
Once they start causing trouble, even the imperial court will have to give in.
This is also the only time they have privileges.
When they graduate from high school and become officials, they will know how to abide by the rules.
The imperial examination is approaching, and countless students gather in Chang'an.
Seeing this situation, many people came forward to inquire.
After learning the whole story, many students who were not from Qingfeng Academy also joined in.
The crowd continued to grow as it moved forward.
Such a huge noise had already alarmed the guards patrolling the streets.
Although the duty of the imperial guards is to maintain the stability of Chang'an, in this situation, even they dare not stop it and can only report the matter immediately.
The Ministry of Central Secretariat learned of this incident and attached great importance to it. The Minister of Central Secretariat and the Minister of Left immediately issued instructions, requiring the Chang'an County Government and the Jingzhao Prefecture to quickly investigate the cause of the incident, seriously investigate the relevant responsibilities, patiently appease the emotions of the students on the march, properly handle the problem, and prevent the incident from escalating further...
It is a short distance from Qingfeng Academy to Dali Temple, but the team that originally consisted of dozens of people has expanded to hundreds of people.
The entrance to the Dali Temple was blocked by a crowd of people, mainly Wei Xun's disciples and students from Qingfeng Academy.
"Release Mr. Wei!"
"Release Mr. Wei!"
They did not break into the Dali Temple, but sat quietly in front of it, shouting slogans in unison.
In a private room on the second floor of a roadside teahouse, several figures were watching the scene below with great interest.
Mr. Wei's arrest also came as a surprise to Yongshou Hou and others.
They didn't expect that Li Xuanjing would even dare to arrest the teachers in the academy.
This also shows that their actions have hit the weak spot of the father and son.
Yongshou Hou asked, "Who among you instigated these students?"
Several people shook their heads upon hearing this.
Fengyang Hou laughed and said, "Li Xuanjing has so many enemies. It doesn't matter who instigated them. What matters is that he has offended this group of fearless students. Let's see how he ends up..."
At this moment, inside the Dali Temple.
Dali Temple Qingyamen.
Several figures in official uniforms stood in the hall.
Several people present were all big names. Pei Zhe, the magistrate of Chang'an County, could only stand obediently in the corner, not even having the right to interrupt.
After receiving the order, the heads of the relevant government offices immediately rushed to the Dali Temple to find out the cause and prevent the situation from getting worse.
Everyone thought that the Dali Temple had caught some evidence against the Wei family, but who could have imagined that the cause of the incident was just a spit...
Is it necessary to make such a fuss over a spit?
A Censor-in-Chief looked at Li Xuanjing and said, "Sir Li, it's just a small matter. There's no need to make such a big fuss. Just let Mr. Wei go."
Li Xuanjing took a sip of tea and said calmly, "Even if it's a small matter, it's related to the majesty of the law. What kind of place is the Dali Temple? If we give in because of the coercion of these people, how can we enforce the law in the future? If we give in once this time, will we give in again if they come to make trouble next time?"
"this……"
The Chief Censor was speechless for a moment.
This statement is correct.
But it depends on who says it.
Why is it so strange coming from Li Xuanjing's mouth...
Besides, he was the one who made the law, so he can certainly stand on the commanding heights of the law.
The problem is, all of this is still compliant.
He did not want to argue the issue, and asked, "Can Lord Li guarantee that he will let Mr. Wei go tomorrow?"
Li Xuanjing said: "The Dali Temple has always handled cases according to the law. Since he has not committed a new crime, I will naturally let him go. However, he incited public opinion, gathered a crowd to cause chaos, and intended to attack key departments of the court. Perhaps his charges will be re-examined tomorrow..."
The Dali Temple handles cases according to the law, but it is indeed the one who first issues the law and then follows it.
The Chief Censor sighed and said, "I will persuade them to disperse. I hope Lord Li will keep his word."
He walked out of the Dali Temple and the students gathered outside were still making noise.
The Chief Censor walked in front of the crowd, and an invisible aura spread out from his body.
This breath was like a spring breeze, and everyone's restless hearts gradually calmed down.
“Haoran True Qi!”
"Damn, Chang'an is Chang'an. This is the first time I've seen a Confucian official with such great energy!"
"Me too, today really opened my eyes!"
Everyone felt this breath of righteousness, and the shouting gradually became quieter and then disappeared completely.
Officials who can cultivate the great true energy are still worthy of trust.
The Chief Censor looked at everyone and said loudly: "Everyone, please be calm. I am Chief Censor Zhang Yuan. After the investigation by the Censorate, Mr. Wei did violate a law and was punished by the Dali Temple with one day of detention. I promise that Mr. Wei will leave safely tomorrow. Please trust me..."
Everyone present was a Confucianist.
They may not believe the Dali Temple or the Censorate, but at least they will listen to the explanation of an official who possesses the great energy.
At the front of the crowd, someone asked, "May I ask, sir, what crime did Master Wei commit?"
Although it was a little difficult to say, the Chief Censor still said: "The Dali Temple has just issued a new rule that prohibits spitting on the streets of Chang'an. Violators will be flogged five times and detained for one day..."
There was a brief silence among the crowd, and then a riot broke out.
"What's the rule?"
“Even spitting is controlled?”
"This must be a conspiracy of the Dali Temple. My Lord, please don't be fooled by them!"
"They will definitely not let us go tomorrow!"
…
Seeing that the crowd was becoming noisy again, the Chief Censor stretched out his hands and pressed down slightly, and the riot soon subsided again.
He glanced at the crowd and said, "If you all believe me, you can go back first. I promise that Mr. Wei will be able to come out of the Dali Temple safely tomorrow."
As soon as he finished speaking, the crowd of hundreds of people began to surge.
Probably more than half of the people slowly dispersed and stood on both sides of the street.
Some of them were students from other places who came to join in the fun, and some were students from other academies who were persuaded by the Chief Censor himself.
Whether what he said was true or not will be revealed tomorrow. They have nothing to do with Mr. Wei and are willing to give this upright man one day.
There are still about a hundred people left.
They are Wei Xun's disciples and students of Qingfeng Academy.
A middle-aged man in front of the crowd said, "Master Zhang, it's not that we don't trust you. Everyone knows what the Dali Temple is. Master Wei is old and weak, and he will definitely not be able to withstand the torture of the Dali Temple. Today, we must take him away!"
The Chief Censor wanted to say something else.
A figure walked out of the Dali Temple.
It was a young man with a stern face. He glanced at everyone and said in a cold voice, "You are so brave for inciting students, gathering a crowd to cause trouble, and attacking important departments of the imperial court. I will shout dozens of times. Those who leave on their own initiative within ten shouts will not be held accountable. After ten shouts, those who still stay here will all be charged with the crime of gathering a crowd to discuss..."
As soon as he finished speaking, many people's expressions changed slightly.
No, is Dali Temple serious?
They were all students of the academy, and all of them were well versed in the law.
No matter in Daxia or other countries, any matter involving gathering of people will be punished at least three times more severely.
Gathering together to drink and to cause trouble are both serious crimes, and gathering together to cause trouble and attack the government is an even more serious crime.
They are simply students, relying on their status and numbers, as well as the court's traditional attitude of appeasement, so they dare to do this...
If it is really a crime of gathering a crowd to convict, the matter will become a big deal.
The young man looked at them and smiled, "Ten, nine, eight, seven... it's almost time."
As the young man counted down, many people slowly stood up and quietly left the crowd.
"Three, two, one."
As the young man's last voice fell, several figures tumbled and crawled out, and there were less than fifty people left sitting quietly at the gate of the Dali Temple.
In the face of his threats, these people looked determined and showed no fear at all.
The young man didn't say anything more, just waved his hand and said calmly: "Take it down."
A group of detectives and police officers ran out of the Dali Temple and quickly took these people in.
When the Chief Censor saw this, he also looked helpless.
The Dali Temple handles matters in accordance with the law, and the Censorate has no right to interfere.
These students used this method countless times to force the imperial court to make concessions.
But this time, they picked the wrong guy.
The crowd was silent, not daring to make a sound. It was not until these people were taken away that they finally realized that this was the Dali Temple, not the Chang'an County Government.
Even the imperial court couldn’t do anything about Li Xuanjing, let alone them?
The young man walked to the entrance of the Dali Temple, looked back, and said calmly: "What are you all doing standing here? Let's go..."
The crowd dispersed.
A group of students left the Dali Temple in all directions, still talking in low voices on the way.
"The Dali Temple Minister is worthy of his reputation..."
"I heard about it in Jiangnan. It seems that those rumors are not false."
"This is just the beginning. You haven't seen anything more cruel... Ouch!"
…
A student from Chang'an was about to say something, but before he could finish his words, his feet suddenly slipped and he fell to the ground with his buttocks resting on the stone slab, causing him excruciating pain.
He supported himself with his hands and sat up, but he felt his hands were wet and slippery. He looked carefully and found that someone had spit out a mouthful of phlegm. He accidentally stepped on it and slipped. When he stood up, he got it on his hands again...
He was a germaphobe to begin with, and his hair stood on end. He retched for a long time, then got up, hopping around and cursing, "The Dali Temple did a great job catching them. It's best to arrest all these guys who spit everywhere!"
In the Dali Temple.
Li Xuanjing stood at the door of the yamen with his hands behind his back, looking at the students who were neatly lined up and taken to the cells. An imperceptible glimpse of relief flashed in the depths of his eyes.
At the Song Mansion, Li Nuo stood blankly in the yard, staring at the law code whose portraits began to flash wildly for no apparent reason, feeling both shocked and suspicious.
What’s going on? Is there a bug in the code?
(End of this chapter)
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