When people compete for 'interests', if they cannot achieve it by normal means, they will often resort to violence.

And when the 'demand' is met, people will generally believe that this is the success of their 'violent means'.

The fourteenth day of the first month of the thirty-first year of Hongwu.

The people of Yingtian City didn't know why they wanted to depose the current emperor's grandson.

But they firmly believe that they have protected justice.

This is their demand.

And when the imperial edict of Emperor Hongwu, who had not yet abdicated, spread throughout Yingtian City.

The people cheered blindly and celebrated their 'victory'.

The people on the street outside Xi'an Gate dispersed in an orderly manner.

When the emperor's grandson was finally deposed after their strong demands, they had no reason to continue to stay here.

Then they dispersed and each gathered together to discuss the 'vital' role they played in this struggle.

Looking at the crowd dispersing like a tide.

Officer Qianhu of the Habayashi Guards at Xuanjin Bridge finally breathed a sigh of relief, but his chest became more and more clogged for some unknown reason.

Ren Hengtai and Zhai Shan no longer cared about their health and dignity as the current cabinet ministers. They both wore the conspicuous red crane robes and fell softly to the ground in full view of everyone.

Zhai Shan lowered his head and looked at an ant under his feet, crawling around like a headless fly.

He sighed deeply.

"It's over..."

"Everything is over..."

His voice suddenly became extremely vicissitudes of life, and his voice was hoarse as if there was a piece of sandpaper stuck in his throat.

Ever since they left the palace, they had been persuading these people to disperse.

But the result is obvious.

No one cared about the red robes they were wearing, and all the people stubbornly demanded that the imperial court depose the emperor's grandson.

Until a quarter past noon.

The decree came from the palace.

Ren Hengtai stared blankly at the empty Xi'anmenwai Street after the crowd dispersed.

A few wisps of cold wind blew by, blowing up the garbage scattered on the ground.

The feeling of powerlessness filled Ren Hengtai's whole world at this moment.

"The country is in turmoil. As cabinet ministers, you and I have to shoulder this burden even if we are completely powerless..."

Ren Hengtai pressed his hands on the ground.

Cold.

Because there is still some gravel on the ground, it looks particularly harsh.

Ren Hengtai's legs began to exert force, but his arms on the ground began to tremble uncontrollably.

Bang.

The first cabinet minister of the Ming Dynasty fell to the ground with a clang.

"Mr. Ge!"

Officer Qianhu of the Yulin Guard who was standing by the side exclaimed and hurried forward.

However, Ren Hengtai just sat down and crawled to the ground, raising an arm: "No need! I can get up by myself!"

Qian Huguan's lips twitched and he stood there with nervousness in his eyes.

Ren Hengtai took a deep breath, and a few drops of sweat fell on his forehead.

Zhai Shan sat aside and breathed deeply.

On the west side of Xuanjin Bridge, on the bridge in front of Ren Hengtai, drops of sweat kept falling from his forehead, dripping on the bridge, wetting the bluestone deck in circles.

Ren Hengtai never sought help from others.

He once again put his hands on the ground, and his whole body was shaking from the exertion.

He lifted himself up little by little.

Sweat also began to drip from his forehead in larger and larger drops.

clatter.

Da da.

Da da da.

A group of martial arts students wearing the uniforms of the martial arts school rode on war horses and marched from the direction of Xi'anmenwai Street to Xuanjin Bridge.

The leader.

It was Chang Jizu.

Chang Jizu jumped off his horse, held a saber in his hand, looked around, and then walked up to Ren Hengtai with his combat boots on.

Ren Hengtai lay on the ground, supporting the ground with his hands, and raised his head to look at the person.

The school uniform of the martial arts hall is easy to identify.

The one-piece tailor-made military school uniform has been leading the trend among men in Yingtian City for a long time.

Tight-fitting tops need to be ironed every time before being worn. Every seam is straight.

There are gilt buttons in a single row on the chest from top to bottom. Under the small turned-out collar, a snow-white shirt is exposed, and a bright red ribbon is tied around the neck.

On the waist, there is a belt made of two styles, black, and the fasteners on it are also gilt gold.

The lower body is straight trousers, soft in texture, but not wrinkled at all when standing.

A pair of polished and shiny long cowhide combat boots, simple without any decoration, but full of handsomeness.

If it hadn't been for the strict decree of the imperial court that no one except the martial arts students of the Jiangwu Hall should wear the uniforms of the martial arts students of the Jiangwu Hall, I am afraid that this handsome look would have spread throughout Zhili Road, and in Yingtian City

I'm afraid the men also need to have a set of skills.

Chang Jizu had a smile on his face, holding the sword on his waist with his left hand, walked up to Ren Hengtai, squatted down, bent his knees, and stretched out his right hand.

"Mr. Ren Ge, students, please help you get up."

Ren Hengtai's eyes flickered.

Why do people from the martial arts hall appear here?

You know, the martial arts hall is located in the Xicheng project.

On weekdays, the presence of martial arts halls in the capital is also very low.

Except for every rugby match, there would be some rumors about the martial arts hall.

Looking at Chang Jizu who stretched out his hand to him.

Ren Hengtai had doubts in his heart, but then he remembered that the Chang family also had Wang Jue.

What was originally the founding Duke's Mansion has now become the Kaiping County Prince's Mansion.

Ren Hengtai stretched out one of his hands.

Chang Jizu had a smile on his face, and with a little force, he pulled up Ren Hengtai, the chief minister of the cabinet.

Without waiting for Ren Hengtai to ask.

Chang Jizu was the first to speak and explained: "Your Majesty has decreed that we, the fourth batch of martial arts students in the Martial Arts Hall, will conduct a medal conferment ceremony at the Zen Conferment Ceremony tomorrow."

Ren Hengtai's eyes flickered.

He muttered in a low voice: "Is it already the fourth term of the Wushu Hall?"

Chang Jizu smiled and shook his head: "Ren Ge remembered it wrong. The seniors from the first two classes of the martial arts hall were not included. They went directly to the military after graduation. Starting from the student class,

The Martial Arts Hall has just begun to count its periods, and we are also the first ones to have an award ceremony."

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Ren Hengtai was a little shocked and surprised.

After Chang Jizu helped Ren Hengtai up and explained, he also helped Zhai Shan up.

Seeing that their faces were pale and their eyes were in a daze, Chang Jizu didn't ask any more questions, but glanced at his classmates from the Jiangwu Hall on the bridge.

"Ren Pavilion, Zhai Pavilion, the students have to prepare for entering the palace, so they won't stay here."

With that said, he waved to the students from the martial arts hall behind him.

The martial arts students dismounted one after another, and one of the leading martial arts students also took Chang Jizu's horse in his hand.

Ren Hengtai and Zhai Shan stepped aside.
To be continued...