The Head of the Ming Dynasty Spared His Life

In the capital, there is only one place that has such an awesome statue of Confucius!

Confucius Temple!

The Confucius Temple next to Guozijian.

The Confucian Temple is the largest temple dedicated to the sage of Confucius in the capital.Among them, the statue of Confucius is as big as this!

Who is it, invited the old man out?

Seeing the grinning expression on Kong Shengren's face, I guess MMP is in his heart.

You Daming had civil strife, how did you get me to be a FLAG?Who cares?I just want to be the people who eat melons.

This awesome statue of Confucius really attracted everyone's attention, walking all the way, it was extremely cool, and wherever it went, the crowd was a sensation.

Ouyang Yijing looked over and found that under the statue of Kong Shengren were the supervisors and tribute students of the Imperial College!

The leader is Li Zhi, a maniac tutor for postgraduate entrance examinations and a philosopher of mind.

Li Zhi was originally Xu Jie's accomplice, but later he abandoned the secret and turned to the Ming, and became Yan Song's man.

Li Zhi, out of breath, rushed to the front and shouted: "Sage Kong! Open your eyes and see that the world is bright and bright, and the world of Ming Dynasty is going to be occupied by traitors! Students, can we bear it?" ?”

The various Imperial College supervisors behind him were filled with righteous indignation and shouted angrily, "No!"

"Sage Kong! Open your eyes!"

"How can my Ming Dynasty allow rebellion to run rampant? Occupy the court? Steal artifacts?"

"Fight with the usurper prince!"

The other side also put on a slamming posture.

On one side is the official censor, and on the other side is a passionate student, carrying a hoe and holding the Analects of Confucius. It is about to flood the Dragon King Temple, and a battle of pecking chickens breaks out.

Ouyang Yijing sweated a lot, and hurriedly shouted: "The brothers on the other side, are they from the Imperial College?"

Li Zhi also recognized Ouyang Yijing's voice, laughed loudly, waved his hands and said, "Everyone, put down the Analects, the opposite party is one of our own!"

The two passionate forces opposed to the prince's usurpation of the throne finally joined hands.

At this meeting, Ouyang Yijing and Li Zhi held hands tightly together!

"Good brother! Let's do it together!"

"Yes! Let the common people in Beijing know that we will never give in to the prince's despotic power!"

"Go to the end with the prince!"

The teeth-picking crowd watching the excitement around were also agitated by the enthusiasm of these censor officials and patriotic students, and burst into applause.

"Okay! My Daming is still owned by passionate people!"

"The students are all so patriotic at 487, and I, Hu Laoliu, can't fall behind!"

"Paralysis, the crown prince wants to usurp the throne, want a civil war? You have to ask the common people in Sijiu City first whether you want to do it or not!"

"We support the patriotic movement! Nuo, child, this is my kitchen knife, take it! The Analects of Confucius can't kill anyone!"

Enthusiastic uncles and aunts in Sijiucheng took out kitchen knives, hoes, and sickles from their homes and sent them to the patriotic students...

Students: "...Aren't you coming, grandpa and aunt?"

"Hahaha, we are old... we can't move anymore."

At this moment, a large number of Xichang fans in "black and white impermanence" soap suits, as well as the Shuntianfu detectives who took refuge in the prince, appeared in front and back of the Tianjie Street, with a murderous look in their hands, holding shining knives and chains Come.

"You people who have committed chaos, His Majesty has issued a strict order that no one is allowed to gather in the capital! Disperse quickly, or you will all be imprisoned!"

"You bastards... blah blah blah..." Ouyang Yijing jumped on his feet and yelled, the halo of scolding gods was fully fired, and a series of scolding people who didn't contain any dirty words were in pain, doubting life, like a torrent of scolding Like a river, it rushes down thousands of miles.

The Xichang fans on the opposite side were scolded, all of them were pale, and their morale was -10086! .

Chapter 1612 Just kidding?Can you be more serious? 【1】

Ouyang Yijing was scolding happily, but in a blink of an eye, he saw Wang Shun, Yin of Shuntian Mansion, and changed his tone, and started cursing Wang Shun again.

"Wang Shun, I have never seen such a shameless person like you! You have no king or father..."

Yin Wangshun of Shuntian Mansion, who was ordered to lead troops to suppress, was sprayed in the face by Ouyang Yijing just after he arrived. The seven Buddhas who had been scolded by Ouyang Yijing for eighteen generations of ancestors ascended to heaven.

Wang Shun wanted to scold back but couldn't, so he screamed angrily.

But here the patriotic censor and the students, old and young, laughed.

Wang Shun couldn't bear it anymore, and howled: "By the emperor's order, come, take down all these rioters! Take them back to Imperial Prison and Shuntian Mansion, and interrogate them strictly!"

He is a hardcore princeling, so he was recommended to be the governor of Shuntian Prefecture.Now that the crown prince is in power, he is at the time when the spring breeze is proud of his horseshoe, and he needs to show his loyalty to the crown prince impatiently.

These rebellious people are just used to sacrifice the flag to show their loyalty.

The arresting yamen servants from Shuntian Mansion, as well as the fans from Xichang rushed up howling.

The official censor, the students of Guozijian, and the common people in the capital were frightened for a moment.

These people, after all, are not soldiers, but a group of angry officials, students and citizens. How did they beat these violent machines like tigers and wolves?

But at a critical moment, the madman Li Zhi jumped onto the stage and roared angrily, "Why should life be joyful? Why should death be fearful? Confucius said that he was benevolent, and Meng said that he was righteous! Today is the time for us to pay tribute to Confucius!"