"Mom~!"

As soon as he arrived at the gate of Longde Palace, the little eunuch rolled and crawled back to Zhao Jixiang and shouted: "Official family, something is wrong!"

Zhao Jixiang ignored the little eunuch and did not ask what was wrong. The slogans shouted when the imperial guards assembled from outside Longde Palace have proved everything.

As if all the strength in his body was exhausted, Zhao Jixiang couldn't help but weaken his legs and collapsed on the chair.

If the dagger wasn't too painful, the crane head was too painful, and the white silk's death was too ugly, I really want to end myself, and then see how that rebellious son explained to the world!

Rebellious son!

Outside Longde Palace, when Wang Shiyong, the leader of Kaifeng Prefecture, saw He Ji, he was even three points more than when he saw his own father.

Five or six hundred students gathered outside Longde Palace, shouting the slogan "Please return the emperor" and dozens of scholars holding round shields on the outside were confronting the Kaifeng government yamen runners!

It’s a pity that the entire Kaifeng Prefecture yamen runners were only 100 people. Although they had knives and water and fire sticks in their hands, how could these 100 people be able to compete with hundreds of scholars with helmets and armor?

Now, the living King He Ji brought the killing talents from the Imperial City Division. Although the number of people is not as large as those students, it is the killing talents from the Imperial City Division after all. I heard that the one-armed instructor in Zhujiazhuang who could kill a tiger was captured by two soldiers from the Imperial City Division. It would be easy to get the killing talents from the Imperial City Division to deal with these students.

He Ji ignored Wang Shiyong. His cold face, which was originally as carved with a knife and axe, was as ugly as if he had eaten three pounds of shit and stuffed his teeth.

Hundreds of scholars were equipped with swords and swords. In addition to the divine arm bow and strong crossbow, even the Buren armor was brought by these people. This was no longer a simple matter of crying in the temple or asking the emperor to return the power. This was simply a naked rebellion!

After commanding the soldiers of the Imperial City Division to encircle the five or six hundred scholars, He Ji turned his head and ordered to his subordinates: "Send someone to check where these people's Burenjia came from."

After saying that, He Ji took a deep breath and said to Wang Shiyong: "Let me send someone to Kaifeng Prefecture, and I'll trouble the prefect Wang to inform all the associations such as the Jia Society, the Gong Society, the Boxing Society of Kaifeng Prefecture to report."

Wang Shiyong said: "This is easy to say, it's just the students in front of you..."

He Ji nodded, but did not answer Wang Shiyong's question. Instead, he directly ordered the yamen runners of Kaifeng Prefecture to disperse. After turning over, he shouted loudly to the students: "Immediately put down the swords in your hands, and go to my official's name to register one by one, and then return home. Otherwise, kill them without any worries!"

"If you have the guts, try..."

Among the many scholars, a feather arrow was stably inserted into a scholar's throat, and the tail feathers of the arrow were still trembling slightly. The original clamor was no longer able to continue to be arrogant before the sound of the clamor was dropped.

"I will say it again! Put down the sword in my hand immediately!"

He Ji put down the powerful bow in his hand, glanced at the scholars coldly, and shouted: "Prepare!"

Finally, no one was going to provoke He Ji's patience again. With the sound of clanging, many scholars hurriedly threw the hot sword in their hands like burnt iron ingots on the ground.

He Ji couldn't help but spat and said, "No wonder the official said that these scholars were spoiled. Now it seems that they are really... really... people who come and take them down with me!"

"These people... really read the sages into the dog's belly."

Wang Shiyong glanced at the hundreds of scholars who were surrendered, and couldn't help but sigh, saying: "As the official said a few days ago, the future of the Great Song Dynasty is all about these young people, but these young people in front of him... Alas!"

Facts have proved that scholars in the Song Dynasty were spoiled.

Before being surrounded by the Imperial City and the Imperial Army, many people dared to cry and cry to meet the emperor. Even before the Imperial City Office took action to kill people, some people dared to yell to kill all the hawks in the court. However, when He Ji started to kill people, no one dared to provoke the Imperial City Office again.

Especially when these scholars heard that they were going to be expelled from fame and no longer had the chance to enter the officialdom again, these scholars began to bite them wildly. Before they could even wait for the actual punishment, these people explained everything clearly between them.

Faced with this result that was both reasonable and expected, Zhao Huan didn't know whether he should be happy or distressed.

It is naturally a good thing that there is no large-scale bloody conflict, but these scholars who are regarded as the future of the country are so unbearable...

To be honest, even if these people fought with the Imperial City and the Imperial Army in Bianjing City, and fought for three days and three nights and then overthrew their emperor, they were countless times stronger than the current result.

After a long pain, Zhao Huan reluctantly cheered up and began to recover from the crying temple incident: "Since these people have already explained it clearly, they have deprived them of their fame and reputation and will never be used in the future."

"All the entourages recognized by these people will be taken to prison by the Imperial City Session and will be tried by the Three Sessions."

"There is also the matter of encouraging learning and teaching memorials. The Ministry of Rites and the Ministry of Works will start immediately."

...

The farce of crying in the temple and welcoming the emperor's return to power came to an abrupt end. However, this incident opened the curtain of the second year of Jingkang and also opened a new round of game in the court.

"Swords and weapons are not allowed to be supported by students..."

"Whether to strengthen the control of swords and weapons..."

One thing that the officials of the Song Dynasty were much better than those of the slaves of Miqing, that is, no matter what new things were, the officials and scholars of the Song Dynasty could put aside their attitudes and accept and learn, rather than like the slaves of Miqing, who liked to stick to their shortcomings.

So an extremely funny scene appeared—

The ministers in the court submitted various memorials to advise Zhao Huan, hoping that Zhao Huan could change his course and take back the swords and swords distributed to the Imperial Academy and the Society. The entire Scholars continued to publish articles in newspapers, trying to use the example of crying the temple to prove the disadvantages of opening up sword control.

However, Zhao Huan was unmoved. Not only did he not want to take back his fate, he instead made an intensified reverse operation. Not only did he require the Privy Council and the Ministry of Rites to cooperate with each other and prepare to send soldiers in the school to participate in the training of the students, he even organized a group of people himself to prepare to compile a textbook that detailed analysis of the rebellion cases in previous dynasties. After the plan was completed, it would be distributed to all the school clubs for all the students and the people.

Such a slutty operation even alarmed Empress Dowager Meng, who had not been concerned about the government for a long time.
Chapter completed!