Chapter three hundred and sixty seventh: unparalleled literary talent
Now, the only thought in these people who have read Ye Chunqiu's articles is that they are afraid that no matter how hard they work, they will spend their whole life. No matter how hard they study hard, they will never be able to catch up with others. Even if they have a lifespan of thousands of years and have read all the scriptures in the world, they may not be able to do this person.
This kind of despair has made people more difficult to compete with Ye Chunqiu. It is like a martial arts practitioner. When he sees the head of an escort agency and plays a big sword, he will definitely develop a kind of mentality. One day I will surpass him. But a martial arts practitioner saw that after cutting JJ, the magical power was great, Dongfang Bubai, and waving countless people died in despair. All that remains is despair, because this is the gap. The gap is not a little or two, or even a hundred feet a thousand feet, but it will never reach the other side of the earth.
This feeling of disheartening and laziness has made anyone who was once full of confidence and now become silent, leaving only silence and no more amazement.
Wang Hong, who is in the tribute court, is trying to collect evidence. How could he not know about the outside world?
After coming here under the order, Wang Hong had already received instruction from his superiors. This was of course an unjust case, but for his own future, he had to create this unjust case.
Everything was going on in an orderly manner, including the various powerful evidence obtained by the Jinyiwei, as well as the scholars gathered outside the Gongyuan.
What he wants is this atmosphere and this effect, so that those outsiders can make grievances and shout for their own interests in order to regain Enko and for their own interests. Only in this way can they show that they are the attitude of making decisions for the people and upholding justice.
Wang Hong enjoyed this feeling very much. He could not only gain a reputation for investigating and punishing corruption cases, but also receive rewards from the superiors.
At first a few days ago, there were rumors of grievances outside, which was of course related to Wang Hong's acquiescence, but he had not been proud for long. When Ye Chunqiu's first article came out, he just smiled coldly. Does this kid think that one article can overturn the case? It's so stupid.
But when the second article appeared, the panicked officer reported here, his face was already very bad. He could notice that the outside shouting injustice began to fade, which was very bad.
On the third day, there were already crowds of people outside and everyone was paying attention. Wang Hong thought, hey, if he didn't believe he could write the third article, he looked like he was holding the wise bead, but when cheers came from outside, he felt a little confused.
How is this possible? I am busy because I have someone cut off the article and sent it to my desk. Looking at these three articles, his face became even more serious.
This Ye Chunqiu...is really...
When the fourth chapter appeared, there were loud shouts everywhere outside the Gongyuan, uneasy emotions began to spread in Wang Hong's heart.
He felt something was wrong.
But... it's obvious that everything is too late. Can you drive everyone away now? This will only give people a feeling of guilt. He is an imperial envoy and is here to handle a fraud. If it is a sensation, it will eventually affect the official voice. He just waited anxiously and couldn't help but think that the fifth chapter shouldn't appear... It's definitely not...
Day 5...
The outside of the Gongyuan was almost like the Caishikou. Wang Hong was upset for no reason. He knew that the number of people outside the Gongyuan had increased by countless times, and those damn scholars would not let go of any lively.
But in Nanjing, there are many scholars. Not to mention the Imperial College, just the juren and candidates in Nanjing, and the scholars who are as numerous as dogs, are thousands of.
Will you come today...are you still coming?
He ordered people to observe the movements outside the tribute court. Although he was a god on the surface, he was a little anxious and uneasy.
At this time, a servant stumbled and said, "Sir, you are here... come again... Ye Chunqiu... is here again..."
here we go again……
Wang Hong's face suddenly collapsed and he was shocked.
How is this possible? How is this possible?
This Censor from Beijing has seen many people with great storms, but now he is a little confused. Is he going to post another article? This...
After a while, another officer came in and said, "Sir, sir... I posted another article, countless people were singing, countless people were singing, everyone said that Ye Huiyuan was unparalleled in literary talent..."
Wang Hong said angrily: "People come, please invite him, please come, you can't let him be arrogant anymore, you can't let him be arrogant anymore!"
If this continues, what else can it be? If it weren't for the fact that the superiors had already made it clear, don't touch Ye Chunqiu first, and then take action after he has mastered all the evidence, now he would have wanted the Jinyiwei to immediately get the person and peel the stinky brat off the bones.
However... Wang Hong, who had lost his composure, still retained a little rationality. Since the people in the palace and the great figure in the tribe had instructed him, this means that this person must not move for the time being. If he wants to move, he will wait for the case to be decided, so the only thing he can do is to let Ye Chunqiu stop talking.
A group of officers were already shouting and shouting.
Wang Hong was afraid of trouble and ordered someone to say, "Please ask Zhang Qianhu of the Jinyiwei to lead people to guard the tribute court to prevent accidents."
He was a little scared and never expected that something would happen if something happened.
The officer left, and the entire Gongyuan immediately became nervous. Fortunately... everything went smoothly, and Ye Chunqiu seemed to have not resisted. His indifferent attitude instead made the crowds of people outside. Although he was a little shocked, no one dared to cause any trouble.
Ye Chunqiu walked slowly and was taken to Minglun Hall. Wang Hong just looked at him with a cold face, and a bit of ferociousness appeared on the corner of his mouth.
Wang Hong always had a smile on his face. In Beijing, everyone gave him the nickname of the smiling censor, but now he even tore off this mask and his eyes scraped over Ye Chunqiu like a knife. Ye Chunqiu was very relaxed and bowed to Wang Hong: "Students have met the adults."
Have met an adult...hum...
Wang Hong looked at him gloomyly, trying to say something, but he didn't know where to start. He finally said, "You are Ye Chunqiu?"
“It’s the student.”
Ye Chunqiu's performance is impeccable.
A sneer appeared on Wang Hong's lips and said, "Bold Ye Chunqiu, how dare you make a fuss outside the Gongyuan."
Ye Chunqiu pursed his lips, but said calmly: "Dare you ask the adults, why are the students messing around?"
Yes, how can you make a fool of yourself? Even if you make a fool of yourself, you have to give me an explanation.
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Chapter completed!