That night.
Fang Zhengyi was still writing at his desk in the study.
I already had a general idea in my mind about how to deal with these scholars who were leading the riot.
The Jinyiwei also made some corresponding arrangements later.
However, the subsequent planning still needs careful study.
Simply calming the situation was not the result he wanted; that would be too rough and too simple.
A group of candidates came from all over the country. The influence they could produce was of great significance and shocked the whole country.
If we can make use of it, then we can truly say that things have been done.
The promotion of Dongjiao University will be smoother in the future.
I don’t know how long I wrote, but the paper was already filled with words.
Li Miaohan pushed the door open and walked in, holding a soup bowl in her hand, and asked with concern: "Husband, aren't you going to sleep yet?"
"I'll owe it to you for now." Fang Zhengyi quickly buried his head in revisions.
Li Miaohan rolled her eyes at him, put down the soup bowl, and glanced across the table: "Who told you anything else? What did you write?"
"This is called a mind map." Fang Zheng put down his pen and embraced Li Miaohan's delicate body. "I have something to do recently, so I may not go home. Keep an eye on Chenyu and don't let him be lazy and not do his homework."
"Is it because of those candidates who are causing trouble outside?"
Fang Zheng nodded slightly, and his right index finger unconsciously curled Li Miaohan's hair.
Suddenly he picked up a lock of hair and said with a wicked smile: "Madam, how about lending me some hair..."
Li Miaohan's face suddenly turned pale, she dodged and jumped away, covering her hair: "No, what do you want to do? You don't want me to dress up as a nun!"
"Who do you think I am? Am I that perverted?"
Fang Zheng put his hand down awkwardly, and then a smile slowly appeared on the corner of his mouth: "Forget it, I'll go ask someone else for it."
"What do you need hair for?" Li Miaohan asked puzzledly.
"I want to change my image and grow a beautiful beard!"
......
The scholars who were protesting in front of the marquis's mansion were already exhausted.
Fortunately, the Jinyiwei had some humanity and prepared chamber pots for them.
But not having food or water makes it even more painful.
Speaking of enduring thirst and hunger, it is not that difficult for many candidates who start taking the exam in Beijing half a year or several months in advance and endure the torture in the examination room.
After all, here you can stretch your body and chat with people around you.
But the problem is that I was beaten and the injuries on my body are still hurting.
This makes many people feel tormented.
Some people have decided to give up, leave and go back to prepare before taking new action and putting direct pressure on the court.
If Fang Zheng doesn't act like a coward and doesn't come out, how can we keep wasting time like this?
I've been waiting for five days, like a fool, and I'm going to starve to death.
However, as soon as this idea was put forward, it was loudly denounced and rejected by more people.
The words have been spoken, and there is no willpower at all. Want to escape at the last minute? No way!
Have all the efforts of these two days been wasted?
Sunk costs are killing people, and many people who originally wanted to redo their plans have been pulled back.
Zhou Maoxue, on the other hand, has been trying to turn the situation around with good intentions, and the results are quite good.
He has established greater prestige among this group of people and is beginning to show signs of becoming a leader.
Zhou Maoxue was naturally very satisfied with this and his fighting spirit was even stronger.
It was already noon, and Zhou Maoxue kept moving among the crowd, talking in low voices with others and planning something.
"Everyone, if we continue to sit in meditation, I'm afraid there will be no results. Fang Zheng looks like he is going to be a coward and not dare to go out."
"What are you going to do, Brother Zhou?"
"I will contact other people now, and then we will all knock on the door of the Marquis' Mansion! We can also attract many people to come and watch. This way, all the brothers can take heart. As long as we can hold on for another two or three days and Fang Zhengyi still doesn't show up, we will submit a petition to the court."
"Hey...Brother Zhou, we should have protested to the court from the beginning, otherwise we would have ended up in a situation where we couldn't get off the tiger."
"Absolutely not! If we start by demonstrating to the court, we won't be able to bear the pressure, right? We can only target the main culprit, start small and gradually attract more knowledgeable people. This is the best strategy. It is a little difficult at the moment, but after all, we are speaking for the people of the world. Let's persevere."
"Okay, Brother Zhou is a man with ideas, let's do it!"
A small group of people were working on a plan when a loud noise suddenly came from not far away.
"What are you doing? The Jinyiwei have already ordered that no one is allowed to enter. Do you dare to force your way in? Are you defying the law?"
"Get out of here!" A roar filled with a sense of justice rang out above the Marquis' Mansion.
Immediately afterwards, a figure rushed to the gate of Jianye Marquis Mansion regardless of the Jinyiwei's obstruction.
Everyone present woke up in shock and looked up, all of them staring in awe!
I saw a handsome man in a white robe standing in front of the door, his eyes wide open and glaring at the three Jinyiwei who were chasing him.
This man had his hair tied up high on his head and a wisp of beautiful beard floating on his chest.
He was wearing a moon-white robe with wide sleeves, looking smart and elegant. On the left side of his waist he wore an ancient sword inlaid with precious jade, and on the right side he hung a green jade wine gourd.
It has both the aura of an immortal and the demeanor of a chivalrous hero!
Against the backdrop of a group of bruised and battered scholars, the only handsome man in the audience made a brilliant appearance!
Countless pairs of eyes nervously watched this scene, all feeling a little unbelievable.
Fang Zheng stroked his beautiful beard one by one, snorted coldly at the Jinyiwei in front of him, then ignored them and turned to face the scholars.
However, I saw a pile of urinals below and could smell the large amount of ammonia wafting in the air.
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