205 Demon Road
“Meow!”
The cat that was originally lying on his squat suddenly squatted up, and the several white beards that were shaking slightly with its movements.
Its nose moved, as if it was sniffing something, and seemed to sense something, looking in the direction where Gu Yanfei had just left.
Gu Yanfei had already arrived at the gate of Tianyin Pavilion and could vaguely hear the cat's meow.
Qingguang seemed to have a lot of fun.
Gu Yanfei turned around and looked at the second floor of Tianyin Pavilion, bent his lower lip and got on a carriage.
After Gu Yanfei settled down, the carriage went straight on the road.
The carriages shuttled through the crisscrossing streets and drove all the way to the palace.
There was a noisy outside the carriage, and the streets along the way were very noisy.
Gu Yanfei lifted the curtain with one hand and saw the people gathered together in groups of three or three, all discussing the disappearance of the child last night:
"Have you heard that the missing children were caught...'that place'."
"I heard that. Is there a noble person sick, right?"
"Yes, a little girl escaped after working hard. Now her father ran to the right door of Chang'an to knock on the drum and complained about the injustice!"
"This...isn't this life-threatening?"
"Hey. To be honest, I just saw a team of officials heading to the right gate of Chang'an."
“…”
Gu Yanfei glanced at the people who were talking, and withdrew his gaze calmly.
When the carriage drove to West Chang'an Street, there were more people on the street and bustling, and they were all heading towards the right gate of Chang'an.
The street was congested, and passers-by were slowly moving forward, but when the carriage that Gu Yanfei was sitting passed by, someone automatically divided a lane to allow the carriage to pass smoothly.
The carriage drove smoothly to the right gate of Chang'an. The closer it was to the palace gate, the more people there were.
At this moment, hundreds of people gathered in the square outside the right gate of Chang'an, including the families of missing children, enthusiastic people who followed him to support him, and idle people who watched the fun. Standing in front was Zhang Shusheng and his daughter and the middle-aged woman who lost her son.
Confronting these indignant people was a team of imperial guards guarding the right gate of Chang'an.
These imperial guards were wearing bronze helmets and iron armor, holding spears, and had a sense of majesty that no one could approach.
The head of the Imperial Guard General Banner carried a long knife and warned lukewarmly: "Scholar, you have to think clearly. Once you beat the drum of the sound of the sound of the drum, you will have no regrets. Even if you regret it, you will have to bear these thirty court sticks."
"This is the Great View Law!"
The last sentence is loud and powerful.
The people around were somewhat suppressed by the momentum of the imperial guards, and they became much quieter, and their eyes were all looking at the scholar.
Shusheng Zhang was not afraid at all. He held the girl with one hand, looked at the imperial guards with his head held high and his chest, and gritted his teeth and said resolutely: "I want to sue!"
He wants to seek justice and understand for his daughter.
The middle-aged woman beside him also choked up and agreed, "I want to sue too!"
As soon as the last word fell, a rough and rude male voice shouted angrily: "What are you telling me?!"
"Get out of the way, get out of the way!" More than 20 tall yamen members ran towards this side with long swords, all with stern faces, exuding the aura of badness among the visitors.
The head of the team first bowed to the Imperial Guard General Banner, and politely smiled and said, "General Banner, please leave these unruly people to me."
Mr. Li’s flag face looked hesitant.
It is a big deal to beat the drum and report the imperial complaint. If the big thing can be turned into a small matter, it would be great.
The people around him suddenly became turbulent, and words such as "Jingzhao Mansion", "Yaman Pass", "Injured Shusheng Zhang" drifted over with the wind.
When the head of the troupe turned his head to face the ordinary people, he changed his face and looked around the crowd arrogantly and said, "At the important part of the capital, at the foot of the emperor, do you want to gather people to cause trouble?"
An old man with a hunched body bowed and clasped his fists at the head of the troupe, and explained humbly: "Master, we are not trying to cause trouble, but some children are missing...Oh!"
Before he finished speaking, the old man was kicked down rudely by a fat man who was big and thick, and fell to the sky with four feet and screamed in pain.
"Aren't they just losing some beggars and refugees?" the head of the troupe shouted angrily, "Their lives together are not as good as a finger of a noble man!"
Shusheng Zhang, the middle-aged woman and other people, were deeply hurt by the words of the troupe. His simple faces turned red and clusters of anger ignited in his eyes.
"It's outrageous!"
A male voice filled with indignation rang out from the crowd, and his voice was loud.
"Why do you hit people?" A young man in gray raised his chin and shouted at the yamen crew in anger, "Is the lives of our people not life?"
The other people were also aroused by the arrogance of the yamen's men and echoed: "That's it!"
"So many children were lost overnight, and the government ignored them."
"We people are not treated as human beings at all!"
“…”
The people became more and more excited, and they were both angry and unfair, and they all held their breath.
The head of the troupe snorted disdainfully, raised his hand to point at the clamoring people and said, "Are you troublemakers all retreating to me, otherwise you will be killed without mercy!"
As the last word fell, the yamen servants he brought drew their long swords one after another.
More than a dozen long swords shine with cold light. When the tip of the knife is facing someone, it makes people feel a little cold when they look at it.
The air was filled with a strong smell of gunpowder, and the two sides were facing each other, and it was about to break out, as if someone would splatter blood on the spot at any time.
The civilians present had never seen this murderous intent. They were somewhat scared and most of them dared not move.
Mr. Li of the Imperial Guard saw that the two sides were at odds, fearing that the bleeding case would not end. Just as he was about to step forward, the troop had already walked towards him and said with his ears: "Mr. Li is just a commoner, and he can't cause any major trouble. Let's take note of your love."
Mr. Li frowned and looked back and forth at the people on both sides, considering the interests.
The two sides were in a stalemate. A young man with an ordinary appearance and wearing a coarse blue cloth clothes walked out, with a corner of a black middle robe exposed on the collar. He started to do peace and talked with the old man, and advised Zhang Shusheng: "Brother Scholar, I think it's better to forget about this."
"The Lord Shangqing said that everything in the world has its own fate. It's okay to control your daughter, why do you have to find trouble again?"
"You guys can speak human language." The fat yamen smiled contemptuously, waving a long sword to point at everyone, "The eldest princess is in danger. It is a blessing to save the princess. You troublemakers don't know what you are doing."
"Yes, yes." The young man in green nodded repeatedly, "Shangqing Zhenren is a living god in this world. He uses the blood of the children's hearts to refine elixirs for the princess, which is also accumulating blessings for the children. Everyone has their own destiny!"
A few words seemed to add fuel to the fire, and the people present became even more angry, with raging rage on their faces.
The people do not fight with the officials, not to mention that the case involves nobles from the Tian family, but the scholar and the woman just want to make a comeback and make a fuss.
Chapter completed!