The official office of Yanyun Mansion is usually a place that ordinary people avoid, and the only people who travel there are basically nearby residents and patrolling cavalry guards and spearmen.
Today, the official office of Yanyun Mansion is extremely lively. Even the streets across the street are full of people, and the blockade is blocked.
Shitou drove the carriage to a stop far away, turned his head and said, "Young Master, things are going to be hard ahead."
Shen Lie responded and got off the carriage.
Song Qingtang also turned over and dismounted, raised his eyes and said, "There were not so many people when I came out."
"Should you lead your horse in, or should you leave it here and let Shitou take care of it?" Shen Lie asked.
Song Qingtang heard this and threw the horse's rein to the stone.
The stone reached out to catch it.
"Thank you!" Song Qingtang shouted.
Crowds came one after another, jostling each other, and many people were shouting and cursing.
Song Qingtang was very familiar with this area and pointed in one direction: "Let's go around that way or go upstairs to the inn at worst."
Shen Lie nodded.
More and more people gathered together to yell and curse.
The further forward we go, the clearer the yelling and crying in front become.
"Killing! Killing! Soldiers killed in broad daylight on the street!"
"It's shameless to rob a common woman by force!"
"A bunch of soldiers! Get out! Get out!"
"Give us our daughter back! Give us our daughter back!!"
"Why are you selling our daughter? Give your daughter back to us!"
…
The angry people surrounded the gate of Yanyun Mansion, and the guards who usually patrolled the streets majesticly were now working hard to form a futile "fence" with their spears.
Not far behind them, two women were paralyzed, covered in blood and still panting. One was holding her lower abdomen, and the other was lying on the ground, moaning in pain and crying.
"Look, folks, look at it! It's murder! This is murder!" A short, arrogant man in the crowd pointed to the front and yelled.
"It's unreasonable!" A man with the same ruffian appearance next to him also shouted loudly, "These soldiers are robbing our daughter and even beating her mother to death. They beat one to death at the gate of the city a few days ago. Woolen cloth!"
Not just the two of them, but many voices were shouting from behind.
The crowd in front kept charging forward in anger, and the patrolmen blocked them with difficulty.
They didn't dare to take action again, public anger was inevitable, and they had already lost their momentum before the first wave was suppressed.
"Get Li Dongyan out!" Someone in the crowd shouted.
Zeng Langjiang just strode out of the door. Hearing this, he stepped forward with the sword on his waist and said angrily: "Who shouted that!"
"The official is here! This person must be an official!"
"Let Li Dongyan get out!"
"Let Li Dongyan get out! Give our daughter back!"
"Where is our daughter? The dog officer returns our daughter!"
…
Everyone was like crazy, trying their best to squeeze forward.
Zeng Lang took a step back, feeling timid and looking at the sea of people in front of him.
The most effective deterrent he used in the past was useless, and instead aroused even greater fury.
The few patrol guards at the front were pushed around. Countless hands stretched out to push them, pull their arm flesh, pull off their helmets, and some people kicked them from below.
An ill-tempered patrolman couldn't bear it any longer and stretched out his hand to kick out a short and easy-to-handle woman and pull her hair.
The woman screamed in pain, and the crowd behind the woman rushed up to grab the patrol guard. Their fists and claws fell on him unceremoniously, and the people on both sides were driven away, and the temporary "railing" was broken down.
"Give us back our daughter!"
"We'll fight you!"
"Li Dongyan Dog Officer, get out!"
"Kill this one first!"
…
"Rebellion," General Zeng said, stretching out his finger, "Kill them, kill them!"
The crowd had already rushed forward, and as soon as he finished speaking, several guards came forward to pull him away.
"General, let's go in first!"
“It’s not a good time to stay here for a long time!”
"Kill them!" Zeng Lang became excited. The more he was pulled back, the more irritable he became. "No one of these unruly people can survive!"
"That man said he was going to kill us!"
"Kill this bitch!"
"Yes, kill this dog officer first!"
"My daughter, give me back my daughter!!!"
…
The scene was completely chaotic. As Zeng Lang was about to enter, about a hundred soldiers carrying long guns rushed out of the gate.
The angry crowd lost their minds and fought with the officers.
"Fight! Fight!" The man who yelled the most fiercely earlier squeezed into the crowd excitedly, pushing the back of the person in front of him as if pushing against a thick human wall.
"Kill these dog officers! Kill these soldiers!" The people behind also shouted excitedly.
There are many people here who have been bullied by the patrolmen of Yanyun Camp on weekdays, and now they are adding fuel to the flames.
They remember all the soldiers who rode on big horses, held spears in their hands, and had nostrils on their foreheads. They had bad tempers and looked down on others.
"Fight to death! Hehe!"
Shen Lie followed Song Qingtang from the other side and stood dozens of feet away from the crowd, watching from a distance.
"Why did it become such a mess?" Du Xuan asked in shock.
"A lot of people will die now," Dai Yu said.
The people at the back were still shouting and making noises, while the people in front were already fighting with each other with red eyes and anger.
"This is so lively," Song Qingtang said with difficulty, "do you think it's nice to see?"
Shen Lie glanced at him: "I didn't come here just for the fun and good looks."
"Then what are you doing here?" Song Qingtang frowned.
"Watch the excitement." Shen Lie said.
"You!" Song Qingtang shouted, "Does this make any difference?"
"Watching the excitement has nothing to do with looking at the ugliness," Shen Lie said, looking at the dense crowd of heads in the distance. "With such a big commotion, it won't get better. I'm afraid more people will bleed."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was greater noise from the streets in the distance. Someone in the sea of people shouted: "The army is coming!"
"A lot of officers and soldiers are coming!"
Thousands of soldiers uniformly dressed in uniform armor, holding spears in hand, strode towards them from a distance.
The leading middle-aged men rode tall horses, with cold and stern faces, and the riding speed was slightly faster.
People looking along the street did not dare to look at them and avoided them one after another.
At the same time, there were sounds from the west, and a larger force of troops arrived.
Song Qingtang gritted his teeth: "Li Dongyan is there!"
Shen Lie looked around, looking across the crowd, and saw a man on horseback in the distance.
"General Song!" A voice suddenly sounded from behind.
Everyone turned around, and one team was gasping for air and said: "General Song, I have found you."
As he spoke, he handed over a letter: "A man insisted that I give it to you. He said that it concerns the Minister of Song Dynasty and he must find you."
"What's wrong with my father?" Song Qingtang said, taking the letter, opening it quickly, and after scanning it, his eyebrows furrowed tightly.
