The next day.


    A list, born in the sky, was posted on a notice board and hung on Zhuque street.


    "He is a king, born by eating the people''s ointment and growing by drinking the people''s blood. He should work hard and strive for governance, so as to live up to the word king."


    "In the land of Qingzhou, you don''t have enough food and clothes."


    "However, tax grain is forcibly levied, the people''s mouth food is taken, and the people are put in water and fire."


    "Pink and Dai Chang''an, singing and dancing, sound and color, and debauchery."


    "They are all compatriots. There are great differences. How sad? How sad?"


    "Now, I raise the flag of a great Confucian, call the world''s literary heroes, and beg Tang Tong. What is filial piety and benevolence!"


    Below the list.


    The bright red blood palm print, with the word Zhang Xian, is particularly eye-catching.


    It was slightly bright, and the scattered crowd stopped, gathered and surrounded.


    He denounced this bloody picture and talked about it one after another.


    "Ho! Is there such a thing? Are the people of Qingzhou really so miserable?"


    "The Tang Dynasty has been fighting for a long time. Why is there a shortage of food? But the imposition of tax grain, regardless of the life and death of Qingzhou people, is really contrary to benevolence and righteousness. It really makes people cold."


    "Isn''t it! Confucianism emphasizes benevolent government and must fight against injustice for the people of Qingzhou."


    "The Confucianists do good deeds for the people and are not afraid of the great crime of exterminating the family. The brush pole is as hard as a sword and awe inspiring."


    Noisy talk, like a noisy honeycomb, filled the whole street.


    The patrolling Jin Wuwei stepped on his feet, and his armour shook and came in a hurry.


    The leading guard, holding a knife handle, walked in a tiger''s stride, pushed aside the crowd and looked at the list.


    Just a few words, only the leading bodyguard saw that the back ridge was cold and sweaty.


    In particular, the last sentence, such words of treachery and contempt for imperial power, should appear in the bustling rosefinch street!


    It''s undoubtedly my dereliction of duty!


    The leading guard forced the panic that was about to jump out of his chest, took off the list with a big hand, glared at the onlookers and shouted.


    "Spread out!"


    Looking at the scattered and fleeing crowd, the leading guard pulled out Tang blade from his waist and shouted.


    "Inform all patrol soldiers, search and arrest those who post the list in the city, and arrest them on the spot without reporting!"


    Next second.


    His patrol soldiers scattered and ran to tell each other.


    At this moment, the leader resolutely advocated without hesitation.


    Such impassioned and demagogic speeches, coupled with the fingerprints of the great Confucian family Zhang Xian, are bound to set off a huge wave in the imperial city.


    Trembling hands could not hold the thin paper. The leading guard wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, lifted his soft legs and feet, shook and ran towards the imperial city.


    ……


    Bang.


    The heavy fist smashed the table and overturned the memorials.


    Bloody instruments floated down, slid over the steps and lay on the hall.


    The king of Tang suddenly got up in the flying sawdust, and his killing intention was awe inspiring in the tiger''s eyes.


    "Stubborn, bewitching people, should be killed!"


    The high voice sounded like a sudden gust of wind in the Tai Chi hall, swaying candles and buzzing palace bells.


    Longyan was furious.


    All the ministers of the early Dynasty who did not know the reason knelt down and touched their heads to the ground.


    At the head of the hall, Tianwei''s thunder like voice came again.


    "Someone!"


    "Search the whole city and bring Zhang Xian to me!"


    Zhang Xian!


    The name resounded in the ears of every kneeling minister.


    The name of the head of Qingzhou''s great Confucianism is known to all courtiers.


    It was this great Confucian family headed by Zhang Xian that criticized the accession of the Tang King at the beginning of the Tang Dynasty.


    However, with the succession of the king of the Tang Dynasty, efforts to rule the country and peace of the people, the criticism of those great Confucian families in the countryside gradually disappeared.


    The king of Tang, who created the prosperous era of Zhenguan, has always been tolerant of such a family, without pressure or advocacy.


    But now the king of Tang Dynasty has a great desire to kill. The important officials lying prone know that the root of the disaster lies in the list on the ground.


    Looking at the performance of the king of the Tang Dynasty, these courtiers who have been immersed in the court for many years can guess with their toes that this list must be discussing the government of the Tang Dynasty and satirizing the king of the Tang Dynasty.


    Sun Wuji slowly raised his head, looked at the angry king of Tang, and hurried.


    "Your majesty!"


    "Don''t get angry! Think twice!"


    The words are full of sincerity.


    Du Ruhui behind him also agreed.


    "Your Majesty."


    "The great Confucian in Qingzhou, led by Zhang Xian and Ma, is hastily detained. I''m afraid there will be changes!"


    "I hope your majesty will think twice!"


    Du Ruhui often used benevolence, good deeds and less criticism, which is quite similar to what the great Confucian said.


    Hearing what Du Ruhui said this time, King Tang''s heart was filled with inexplicable anger.


    With his eagle like eyes staring at his Highness''s trembling figure, the king of Tang took two steps slowly, and his clenched fist creaked faintly.


    "The horse follows the lead? Changes?"


    "Do you think this place of Qingzhou respects Zhang Xian?"


    "Is this the world of me or his Zhang Xian?"


    The sound of violent drinking exploded in his ears. Du Ruhui''s body was like chaff. He suddenly raised his frightened eyes and wriggled his lips.


    "Minister! I made a mistake! I deserve to die! Minister..."


    Halfway through, the king of Tang suddenly interrupted.


    "Come on! Du Ruhui is rebellious and worthless. Drag him out and kill him!"


    As soon as this remark was made, the ministers looked as pale as earth and broke their hearts.


    For decades, I have never seen the king of Tang so angry!


    With the sound of the "wiping" nail plate shaking and the "stepping" footsteps approaching, the ministers suddenly woke up.


    The king of Tang really wanted to kill this important minister Du Ruhui and put him in the right place.


    The next moment.


    Du Ruhui was picked up like a chicken. He just woke up, trembling all over and old tears flying.


    "Your majesty!"


    "If you make a mistake, you will be guilty!"