Chapter 180 Scholar

She would also worry about the children without their mothers.

But she can't stop saving Feng Ying just because of Wu Niang.

Otherwise, even if she protected Wu Niang well, the two of them would live in guilt and would not be happy.

Children and grandchildren have their own blessings.

Her Wu Niang said that she didn't want to be A Niang's weakness, but she needed A Niang to be her role model.

As for Li Zhenghe, she no longer needed this man since she became friends with Feng Ying.

She and Feng Ying were sisters-in-law, friends, relatives, and also comrades-in-law on the united front.

Their lives were not over yet, so how could she just abandon Pao Ze?

"Madam, I'm fine. It's hard for you. Will the Marquis be very unhappy?"

Mrs. Zhao smiled and said, "He has been happy for too many years, and I have been suppressing my emotions for too many years. Now that my son is gone, it is his turn to be unhappy."

As long as women have not lost the love they have, they have no idea whether men have any gratitude towards them.

Only when you lose something do you realize that you are the only one who is in pain.

All those years of patience were wasted.

Mrs. Zhao continued, "I was not afraid of giving birth at the age of fifty. What are you afraid of at this age? Go ahead. I'll be behind you."

"It's all rebellion!"

When Xiao Jingze heard what happened in Caishikou, he was shocked and could hardly believe it.

Aren't you here to watch the excitement?

Isn't she just Feng Ying? Just a woman.

How did it become the incident of Wu Hou causing trouble, and then the people rioted?

Are those poor bastards crazy?

At this moment, a servant came to report: "My dear, it's bad, that woman is shouting..."

Xiao Jingze was dazed for a moment after hearing this.

Oh, it's them.

The remnants of Xilin Village.

It's interesting that there were people who survived a flood in Xilin Village that turned the whole village into charcoal.

Xiao Jingze, who was a little confused just now, calmed down and asked: "How many people?"

"She's the only one."

"One, it's easy to deal with. Besides, the Feng family doesn't have much, so it's easy to deal with. It's really easy to deal with. I can kill everyone in their village, so why would I be afraid of one or two remnants?"

"Aye, what happened?" Xiao Yun came, looking unhappy. He knew what happened to Wu Hou on the street.

But I don’t know what the remnant my father just mentioned means.

Xiao Jingze kindly straightened Xiao Yun's collar.

"It's nothing. After today, Dalang will no longer be an ordinary person."

After saying that, he laughed.

He is the adoptive father of the prince, and will be the adoptive father of the crown prince in the future. Who can sue him?

Xiao Ze smiled and said, "Da Lang, since you hate Feng so much, why don't you go and kill her yourself?"

That woman will never amount to anything, probably because Feng is the one who supports her.

Many Fengs knew that they were not afraid and went to kill her.

Xiao Yun hesitated: "Aye, but outside..."

"It's okay. You are a man of great achievements. If you kill her, no one will dare to blame you. Aye will send someone to follow you."

"Cui Huan, it's Cui Huan!" Cui Huan, lieutenant of the Shen Ce Army.

The emperor's personal guard, the person the emperor trusts most.

But the most profound impression people have of him is that he was ruthless and killed people without blinking an eye.

"Cui Huan is coming, Cui Huan is going to kill people." someone shouted.

But people didn't seem to be that scared and didn't run away.

Cui Huan sat on the horse and shook his head slightly. It must be because he hadn't been out to kill anyone for a long time, so these people didn't recognize him.

How dare a mere Wu Hou plot rebellion?

A daughter-in-law of the Li family could actually stir up such a stir.

Are the powerful and wealthy in Chang'an City becoming more and more arrogant, to the point that these two types of people have become popular?

He only brought twenty bodyguards with him.

But that's enough.

Feng Ying looked at the horse hoof dust not far away, with a panicked look on his face: "Ah Jian, who is this person?"

【Cui Huan.】

[Eight years ago, thanks to the Dr. Cheng incident, he joined the people and killed his brother in the chaos. He became famous in one battle and became the most ruthless and heartless person in Chang'an City. Then he was spotted by the emperor and became his executioner.]

[He seemed to have forgotten that the last person who was so arrogant and wanted to kill civilians was his brother, who was killed by him.]

Feng Ying said: "I see. This is the story of a dragon-slaying hero who turned into an evil dragon."

Feng Ying began to worry about everyone. What should everyone do if such a person who kills without blinking an eye comes?

However, when Cui Huan had made his arrangements and was about to shoot arrows, he saw Wang Yunzhi.

Not only Wang Yunzhi, but also the chief priest of the Imperial College, two officials of the Secretariat, and the principals of two academies in the capital...

There are many other students.

Some of them were actually his acquaintances, Confucian scholars who had rescued people with him eight years ago and now had a certain status in the court.

They sat on the ground and didn't say anything.

However, he blocked the crowd's way with a calm posture, and his leisurely look made him intimidating without even being angry, so that the guards did not dare to shoot arrows and the soldiers did not dare to draw their bows.

The surroundings became quiet and the atmosphere became tense.

Cui Huan: “…”

"You guys want to rebel too?"

Wang Yunzhi said: "How could that be? The scholar has been rebelling for three years but has failed. We can resist with our shoulders but cannot carry with our hands. We are useless. What can we do?"

In the attic not far away, Wen Shi pulled Wang Duan and said, "I like your father Ziqian's look the most. Look, how handsome he is."

Wang Duan: “…”

That's enough.

It's a matter of life and death, and you're still feeding yourself.

Wang Yunzhi continued: "We just want to read to everyone."

The Imperial College Priest said, "I am good at leading the reading, so I will go first."

He suddenly asked: "Why do people study?"

Wang Yunzhi thought for a moment and said, "Being an official and making money, there is a golden house in the book, there are thousands of bushels of grain in the book, there is a beautiful woman in the book."

The chief priest smiled and said, "Is this the book that Brother Yunzhi wants to read?"

Wang Yunzhi smiled and raised his hand to make a "please" gesture: "I respectfully invite the chief wine priest to solve my doubts."

The students behind him shouted in unison: "Please ask the master to solve our doubts!"

The chief priest looked at the vast universe with a smile on his face and said, "Cui Huan, you should listen to it too."

"Students should establish their minds for the world, their lives for the people, carry on the lost knowledge of the ancient sages, and bring peace to the world for all eternity!"

His voice was neither fast nor slow, nor was it high-pitched, but it was full of true emotion, spreading slowly in all directions.

The students followed suit: "Students should establish their minds for the world, their lives for the people, carry on the lost knowledge of the ancient sages, and bring peace to the world for all eternity!"

The sound was high and uniform, stretching for thousands of miles and reaching the sky.

More and more people joined the ranks of following the reading.

"Students should establish their minds for the world, their lives for the people, carry on the lost knowledge of the ancient sages, and bring peace to the world for all eternity!"

All around and in the distance, this sound can be heard.

It was just a simple sentence, but it carried great power and struck people's hearts.

Who says that a scholar can carry things with his shoulders but not with his hands? He is completely useless.

As long as a scholar has ambitions in his heart, he will have knowledge in his brain and weapons in his hands.

Although the emperor of the previous dynasty was said to be a tyrant, he also knew how to implement the special examination to select talents.

Why?

A country that does not value scholars will eventually perish because of the huge energy gathered by scholars among the people.

Scholars may not have guns, but they have pens.

Since ancient times, those who killed scholars must have their names cursed in books.