The Metropolitan Procuratorate, the Criminal Department, and the Dali Temple are combined into three legal divisions. It is located in the Fucai Square on the west side of Xuanwumenli Street. In the entire alley, there are three official offices of the yamen. The Metropolitan Inspectorate is on the east side of the alley.

On the evening of March 13, Jia Huan walked with Qian Huai and entered the prison behind the Metropolitan Procuratorate. Familiar with the way. He came in back then.

With Jia Huan's qualifications and connections in the officialdom of the Zhou Dynasty, even if the wall is knocked down and pushed by everyone, there will be no problem in entering the prison to visit the mountain chief.

The sun is setting. In the prison window of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, the light gradually dimmed. In a cell near Zhang Anbo's cell. The detained Zhang Chengjian, Ye Hongyun, Gongsun Liang, Jiang Jiaolang, and Wu Jiaolang all sat quietly in front of the iron fence.

Tomorrow is the date of the execution. On the last night before he died, the chief proposed to hold a literary meeting, just like in the academy back then! In those days, every Chinese New Year, the college would hold a literary meeting to select the best disciples in the college to be the head of the college!

Everyone agreed.

Jia Huan didn't cry, but his eyes were red and his heart was full of emotions. Put the wine glasses and food boxes in front of the mountain chief, Mr. Ye, senior brother, and Zhang Chengjian one by one. He was doing the work of the boy of the day. He had come to visit these days.

Yamacho smiled generously. Zhang Chengjian smiled wryly. Mr. Ye was indifferent. Senior Brother Gongsun is free and easy. The crowd looked different.

Luo Xiangyang, Wei Yang, and Qiao Rusong sat in the corridor of the cell. Ji Cheng and Yi Junjie stood at the door.

Everything is ritualistic! It seems that everyone is in the Qushui Courtyard in the southwest corner of Wendao Academy at the foot of Miaofeng Mountain in the western suburbs of the capital! There, the mountains and forests are undulating, the bamboo forests are like waves, there are streams gurgling, and the scenery is picturesque.

The chief of the mountain presided over the meeting. He was in prison for nearly two months and looked bad. The seventy-six-year-old man had white hair and half-worn clothes. He looked around at everyone, smiled slightly, and said slowly: "Today, the sages are all here, and the young are salty." It's a pleasure.

A lady's life is like a drop in the ocean, and it must pass away in a moment! Man is born to die, so why lament! Today's literary meeting, with the theme of the state of mind at this time, speak freely and face life and death! ”

Senior brother Gongsun Liang sat in front of the iron fence, smiled freely, and said, "Teacher, disciple comes first!" "Senior brother is the one to do! All eyes fell on him.

Gongsun Liang chanted loudly: "All the women are jealous of Yu Zhi's eyebrows, and the rumor is that Yu Yi is good and prostituted!" Since I heard that Dao Academy was founded more than 20 years ago, it still accounts for one-third of the students and people in the North Zhili. This is a difficult time. I sigh with this sentence! ”

Speaking of Qu Zi's "Lisao". Vernacular: The women were jealous of my appearance, and they spread rumors that I was a! The extended meaning is: other ministers are jealous of my talent and speak ill of me in front of the king of Chu!

Gongsun Long's sentence is that he thinks that Wendao Academy is the first academy in the world, and Mu Xiu is in the forest, and he was slandered, causing the suspicion of the Son of Heaven, which led to the academy being seized and destroyed!

What happened can be understood as this! Song Pu is engaged in text hell! However, the real reason is not necessarily the reason why the college is the only one. However, it can be seen that the senior brother is confident and proud of the academy's dominance!

The elder brother is a literati and refuses to escape. In his heart, there is still dissatisfaction! Qu Zi's sentence, did he secretly satirize the king of Chu for not being mediocre?

The mountain chief smiled and said calmly: "Wenyue, this matter is not what you think. It was I who wrote to advise the Son of Heaven, so that it affected all the gentlemen! Outside, there are chapters in the imperial history, some are insulting, and some are praised.

None of the abusive. Some of the approvers call me the backbone of the literati of the country. I don't think I'm not. Literati, Confucianism? What is? The so-called literati style bones, round on the outside and square on the inside! There is always an excuse to compromise. But I can't do it.

The sage said: Quality is better than literature, and literature is better than quality. Polite, then gentlemanly. I'm afraid I'm in the first category. We people, except for Ziyu, are all simple gentlemen. ”

Faint laughter rang out from the cell. There was some bitter laughter!

Jia Huan rubbed his reddened eyes and said, "The mountain chief forcibly understands the meaning of the saint. How can a disciple defend himself? ”

Ye Hongyun smiled gently, took over the conversation, and said, "Ziyu used to be so clever in the past!" He added, "The mountain chief doesn't have to feel guilty. We never blamed the mountain chief. The academy and the mountain chief are one. "When you can't enjoy the protection of the mountain chief, you take it for granted. And when something happened to the mountain chief, he hated being implicated by the mountain chief. Is this the work of a scholar?

Gongsun Liang, Jiang Jiaolang, and Wu Jiaolang nodded one after another.

Ye Hongyun said again: "When Wenyue mentions Lisao, I also want to quote it. Since the establishment of the College, I have been teaching students in the College. Today, the academy is closed, and I have nothing to ask for. Fu is innocent and straight to death, and the former holy place is thick. ”

Maintain the innocence of the "straight road", which was praised by the ancient sages!

What Mr. Ye means is that the academy is not guilty!

The mountain chief nodded, raised his glass and drank with everyone, looked at the chubby eldest son, looked at the loving eyes, and said, "Bo Miao is trapped here, why do you sigh?" ”

Zhang Chengjian is a talent who has followed his father to deal with affairs for many years, and did not study in the academy. At this time, he smiled bitterly, "Dad, I don't want to die!" But is there a reason to abandon the father and leave? ”

Turning his back on his father and running away, is he still a human being? His father was in prison, and he was willing to replace him. But the Son of Yongzhi didn't eat this sad card and put him in prison together!

What Zhang Chengjian said was sincere and meaningful. Afraid of death, but had to die. The atmosphere of the prison Chinese meeting is a little tragic!

Zhang Anbo sighed and said, "Idiot! ”

Jia Huan pursed his lips vigorously.

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Jiang Jiaolang and Wu Jiaolang both smiled bitterly to express this meaning: they wanted to go, but they couldn't, and sighed: "I might as well face it freely as Wen Yue." ”

Hanlin editor Luo Xiangyang couldn't hold back any longer, expressed his chest directly, and said: "Mountain chief, I have a sentence. On the same day, at the New Year Cultural Conference of the ninth year of Yongzhi, Luo Xiangyang, Luo Xiaopang, and Luo Junzi were like the rising sun, and they had a sense of pride and momentum.

Luo Xiangyang said: "I will resign tomorrow!" The water of the waves is clear, and you can wet my hair; The water of the waves is turbid, and you can wet my feet! ”

He always demands himself as a gentleman. Be cautious. However, the king is not worthy of assistance, so why bother asking for office! Why don't you go back! Why don't you go back!

Gongsun Liang stroked his palm and said, "Good! When floating a big white. ”

He had already explained his thoughts to Jia Huan that day: the king regards the minister as a dog and a horse, and the minister regards the king as a countryman! Why don't you go.

The mountain chief smiled and shook his head. Mr. Ye and others raised their glasses and responded to the senior brother.

Luo Xiangyang sat next to Jia Huan. Jia Huan opened his mouth, and his voice was a little choked: "In the ninth year of Yongzhi, the seven sons competed in the Wenhui that day. I've got the head of the house. Except for Pang Shiyuan and Tocharo, the rest are here today. I said..."

The mountain chief raised his palm and stopped: "Ziyu, today's Wenhui, you are not allowed to speak!" He knew what kind of pressure his most proud disciple had! He entrusted Ziyu to deal with the aftermath before he wrote the book that day. And now the result is that all the gentlemen die together. You don't have to put Ziyu in it anymore.

Qiao Rusong was Chinese New Year's Eve at the time, and he had a kind temperament and good character. But at this moment, honest people are angry. Who can watch their teachers and friends die? Said: "Mountain Chief, I'll tell you." The people are not afraid of death, why should they die? I'll write a book tomorrow and scold today! ”

Honest people are angry! He was utterly furious!

With such an atmosphere, the prodigy Wei Yangwei couldn't restrain himself. It is said that in his capacity, it is also inappropriate to speak. He is the grandson of the Guardian Scholar. But at this moment, he prefers to think of himself as a part of Wendao Academy. When the seven sons competed, he was also there!

Wei Yang said emotionally: "Mountain Chief, Mr. Ye, Senior Brother, although the academy has been destroyed, it is still in our hearts. The academy is a department, with two journeys on the top and Zhuzi on the bottom. Yuan Hao is not talented, nor does he resign, he is willing to inherit the will of the mountain chief: to establish a heart for heaven and earth, to establish a life for the people, to continue to learn for the saints, and to open peace for all generations! ”

Today's academic schools can be mainly divided into science and king. The first department of Wendao College is science. However, it contains and absorbs some of Wang Xue's thoughts. The mountain chief is not a rotten Confucian! This is where Brother Gongsun's academic achievements lie.

He combined some thoughts and opinions that Jia Huan chatted with him, blended the strengths of the two families, and walked out of his own path. However, his academic path stopped here, in the twenty-first year of Yongzhi!

Zhang Anbo smiled generously and said, "Yuan Hao's ambition is commendable. Drink together! After drinking a glass of wine with everyone, he said: "Zi said: Take from it, get it; Take from it, get it from below; Take what is below, and you will get nothing!

Determined to be on it! Yuan Hao's words, I didn't do it! However, what the sages taught, we will practice it! All the gentlemen have what they say, and I should be straightforward. I love Qu Zi Lisao the most. In this article, we should say that people's livelihood has its own joy, and Yu Du is good at cultivating. Although I understand that I have not changed, how can I be punished? ”

Yi Junjie and Ji Cheng looked at Wenhui, yearning for their bearing, facing the discussion of death and the constitution. Perhaps, they are witnessing a major event in the history of the dynasty! Tonight's literary meeting should be passed on to future generations!

At this time, Ji Cheng was also confused. He knew the plan of the head of Jia Yuan: King Tuiyong ascended to the throne. But the current situation is that the Son of Yongzhi is not dead, but I am afraid that the head of Jia Yuan is already dead.

Dare to ask where the road is?

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The long night will come to an end. Hyosung sinks.

An old official from the Metropolitan Procuratorate came to inform. Jia Huan and the others went out of the Metropolitan Procuratorate and waited outside to see them off. And the mountain chief and the others were ready to rush to the execution ground.

The sky gradually brightened, and there were more and more people in the Metropolitan Courtyard. Song Pu, the presiding judge, an official of the Three Law Divisions, Jin Yiwei. The friends who came to see off Zhang Anbo, the imperial historian and the official.

At about 8 o'clock in the morning, Jia Huan, Luo Xiangyang, Ji Cheng, Wei Yang, Qiao Rusong, Yi Junjie, Zhang Sishui, and Luo Hong were under the willow tree outside the Metropolitan Inspection Courtyard, watching the prisoner cars of the mountain chief, Mr. Ye, and senior brother slowly leave the Metropolitan Procuratorate.

The send-off team followed along the way.

"Woo woo..."Luo Hong cried bitterly and staggered along! He didn't come to prison yesterday, really, he didn't know how he should face the death of the mountain chief! and Ye Hongyun. He's afraid he won't be able to stand it! He's really weak.

Jia Huan didn't move, and asked Zhang Sishui in a low voice, his voice choked, "Boren, have they arrived?" ”

Zhang Sishui shook his head, "Ziyu, no." ”

There was anger in his eyes. He was a taciturn man. But the character is resolute and brave! The style of commanding the battle is very strong! He is also a member of the College! How could he forget the time when he had stopped studying?

According to the calculation of the foot, Qin Hongtu and they should arrive at Baoding Mansion.

This was an expected result, Jia Huan closed his eyes in pain!