The scholar was so shocked that he sat down on the ground. He ignored the pain and murmured to himself: "A miracle, a miracle, this is a miracle!"
Not only this scholar, but everyone who witnessed it thought so.
This is indeed a miracle, but it is not a beautiful miracle.
Almost everyone has an ominous omen in their hearts. Crows are inherently ominous. Now countless crows have gathered here, like black clouds covering the sky. This can't be an auspicious sign. A disaster is coming, a disaster is coming!
But the black cloud spread by the crows continued to expand, and countless crows flew over from all directions.
Some of them came from the mass graves after hearing the news. We are all crows. Your participation in this amazing event must also be ours.
We are not here to destroy, we are here to join!
Seeing these new faces, the old man from Beijing who organized this grand event became angry: [Grass (is a kind of plant), everyone who did not participate in the rehearsal, get out, get out, don't destroy the formation! 】
The boss of Mass Grave is aggrieved: [We are not here to destroy, we are here to join.]
The sixth kid from Beijing: [You guys are watching on the side, watching how I pose! 】
Everyone under the sky only saw countless crows flying over, and the lid was bigger. But then, a corner of the lid cracked, and a group of crows separated, and then, the huge lid also scattered.
"Are these crows going to fly away?"
Someone asked, and Mo Mo felt relieved in his heart. After all, who wants to see crows? It’s not a magpie. It’s usually bad luck to see one crow, let alone so many of them.
"Thank God, these ominous things have finally receded."
"Let's go home and kowtow to the Lord Heavenly Lord a few more times. Wish you good luck to the Infinite Lord Heavenly Lord!"
At this time, a young voice came from the crowd: "Look, what is that?"
The people who had been preparing to go home stopped and raised their heads in unison.
"Oh my God!"
"This is?"
"God bless you!"
"Don't worry about Master Tianzun at this time. This is Kuixing Tower, so let's worship Master Kuixing."
"No, it's not enough to worship Master Kuixing, we also need to worship Kong Sheng!"
"All worship, all worship, all worship!"
Master Bai, who was shocked to hear this, ran out of his home in disheveled clothes. He stumbled up to Kuixing Tower and stared at the crows that were gathering more and more, dumbfounded. Suddenly, he discovered something and shouted loudly: "Xiao, It’s filial piety!”
At the same time, crows and crows were also kneeling outside Kuixing Tower. Among them were scholars who came to pay homage to Kuixing, businessmen who opened shops and stalls nearby, and ordinary people who came here to hang out.
Mr. Bai only glanced down, and then he felt as if he had been injected with blood. He waved his sleeves, pointed at the huge word "filial piety" in the sky, and said loudly: "The crow feeds back, and the lamb kneels to its mother!
Foster father, foster father, the child has been lonely since he was a child and failed in many tests. Thanks to the foster father, he does not dislike the child who was born in the dust and has a dull talent. He formed a father-son relationship with the child in Kuixing Tower. From then on, the child has the guidance of a strict father. , the adoptive father is both a father and a teacher to the child. The child is grateful for the kindness of the adoptive father for three lives
Foster father, foster father, you passed away too early. The child prays for you every day, hoping for an afterlife. The child will keep you warm in the winter months, and fan your pillow to cool you in the summer. Foster father, you can hear me."
Mr. Bai cried with blood and tears, wishing that he could not go with his adoptive father. Before he finished speaking, a child in the crowd cried loudly: "Dad, you left too early. The baby has not been born yet. You Then I went, and I didn’t even get a chance to hold a flag or a pot for you. Oh, oh, oh, oh, I’m so unfilial!”
Obviously, this is a posthumous child.
Immediately a kind-hearted person next to him came to comfort him: "Good boy, don't be sad. Your father is knowledgeable and will not blame you."
The child cried and asked: "Really? Does my father really not blame me? But I am unfilial!"
"How could it be? You weren't born yet at that time. It's not surprising if you don't know." The kind person said.
At this time, a scholar suddenly beat his chest, knelt on the ground and cried loudly: "My father passed away eight years ago, and I stayed in the family in front of my father's tomb for three years. My mother passed away five years ago, and I stayed filial piety for three more years. In these eight years, The student has missed the imperial examination twice, but the student has no regrets, no regrets!”
Everyone sighed: "filial son, this is a true filial son!"
More and more people were crying. There was a lot of crying outside Kuixing Tower. Even a few gangsters who were collecting protection fees nearby were crying their hearts out. At this moment, they were the same as these scholars and were equal.
Wang Dasha cried and had big snot bubbles in his nose. His companion asked him: "You cry with me no matter what you do. Isn't your father mad to death from you?"
Wang Dash let out a silly cry and cried even more sadly: "My father is dead, and I don't even have anyone to be angry with. Wow——"
Lu Gan, the commander of the Jin Yiwei, had just arrived and saw the scene in front of him. Countless people were lying on the ground and howling. It was nothing more than a national mourning.
Lu Gan raised his head and looked at the increasingly larger word "filial piety" in the sky. He then looked at the crowd. Those people burst into tears and rushed to tell how they fulfilled their filial piety before and after their parents. At this moment, looking around, They are all filial sons!
Each of these people was more exaggerated and pretentious than the other. In Lu Gan's eyes, they were all suspicious.
But what about these crows?
This is a real crow, not a paper kite.
Lu Gan's hands were stained with blood and his heart was as hard as iron. He never believed in ghosts and gods.
If there really were ghosts and gods in this world, he would have been punished countless times.
But what he saw in front of him shattered his outlook.
Strange power and chaotic gods are all strange powers and chaotic gods!
Lu Gan reminded himself over and over again not to be fooled by these illusions. This is a deception, an illusion, and a strange force that confuses the mind.
He subconsciously rubbed his eyes and opened them again. The crow was still there, the word "filial piety" was still there, and even the cries that filled the sky were even more deafening.
"Wang Zheng, go to Kuixing Tower and see if there is anyone practicing the art of hating victory there."
Not hearing Wang Zheng's answer, Lu Gan turned around and saw Wang Zheng wiping the heavy nose on his face with his sleeves.
Lu Gan felt disgusted and said angrily: "Wang Zheng!"
Wang Zheng finally stopped wiping his nose. He wiped his tears and said, "I'm sorry, Sir, I just think of my mother. My mother was rubbed to death by my grandmother. She died so unjustly. It was me." It’s unfilial. I still can’t avenge my mother. I’m unfilial. ”
Lu Gan was so angry that he wanted to hit someone. Your mother has been dead for twenty years, and your grandmother has been dead for more than ten years. I have never seen you defend your mother before, but now you think of being a filial son. Why? Yes, are you going to dig your grandmother's grave and whip her body?
Lu Gan looked at Zhang Da again: "Zhang Da, you go."
Zhang Da felt that if he didn't say anything on this occasion, it would seem like he was being unfilial, so he was brewing his emotions. When Lu Gan called his name, his eyes were filled with tears.
Lu Gan gave him a cold look, flicked his sleeves, and squeezed into the crowd with his other men, leaving behind Wang Zheng and Zhang Da. He wanted to go to Kuixing Tower in person to see if there was a demon hidden there. At this moment, he was waving a peach wood sword and commanding these crows to make trouble.
There was no crying upstairs in Kuixing, at least no one was wailing.
Scholars express their feelings in their own way.
Mr. Bai was dressed in white and knelt on the ground. Around him, there were also kneeling scholars. They looked respectful and muttered words loudly, even louder than the crying outside.
Lu Qian listened attentively, it was the Filial Piety Sutra, these scholars were reciting the Filial Piety Sutra!
With a wave of his hand, Lu Gan's Jin Yiwei searched Kuixing Tower all over the place.
Except for these scholars who recited the Sutra of Filial Piety, there was no one else.
Not to mention there was no demon wielding a mahogany sword, not even a mouse was seen stealing the offerings.
Therefore, these crows are really not driven by people, but
Lu Gan was born in a general family and had not read a few books by saints and sages. He did not like them either. Even the Classic of Filial Piety could not be recited in its entirety.
But at this time, he remembered two sentences: sheep have the kindness to kneel down to breastfeed, and crows have the kindness to feed back.
He walked out of Kuixing Tower with hesitation, and the red Feiyu suit stung everyone's eyes.
When they entered just now, the people outside were just lying on the ground crying, but they didn't see them until now.
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"Jin Yiwei? Are Jin Yiwei here to arrest someone? Who to arrest?"
"You can't catch crows, right?"
"Are they here to arrest us? What are we guilty of?"
At this time, a young scholar took a step forward, cupped his fists and saluted Lu Gan: "Does this adult know that loyalty does not concern oneself, filial piety does not regard shame, loyalty means fulfilling one's life, and filial piety means doing one's best?
The crow feeds back, the lamb kneels to breastfeed? Animals still miss their parents, let alone three years of food and ten months of hard work. How can a human being forget his parents?
The student Wang Zihan read poetry and books when he was young, and has a rough understanding of etiquette and justice. He has never forgotten this sentiment. I wonder if adults can fulfill their filial piety to their parents? ”
Lu Gan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his cold gaze was like a sharp arrow shooting at the little scholar. The little scholar was at most fourteen or fifteen years old, with dark skin, so dark that his facial features were blurred.
Lu Qian had been the commander of the Jinyi Guards for many years and had accumulated great authority. The little scholar was overwhelmed by his power and took a few steps back. However, he stood firm and stubbornly raised his chest: "Excuse me, sir, can you be filial to your parents?" ”
Lu Gan's face was as dark as water, and he said word by word: "My father has been ill for three years, and I personally tasted the decoction every day. My father passed away, and although I am a military officer, I am still my father. Ding You has been for three years. My mother is still alive and in good health." , the children and grandchildren will be happy and take care of themselves for the rest of their lives.”
The young scholar was obviously very satisfied with Lu Gan's answer. He clasped his fists and saluted again: "My lord is kind and filial, and he must be a good official. I wish you good luck in your official career and a bright future!"
Lu Gan remained calm, looked at him deeply, and nodded: "Wang Zihan? You are very brave at a young age, not bad, not bad!"
After saying this, he walked away with his men.
The word "filial piety" in the sky is getting bigger and bigger, and there are more crows today than ever before.
In the Palace of Longevity, the Supreme Emperor walked out of the alchemy room and climbed to the highest point in the palace. Before he could stand still, several crows flew past his face. The Queen was frightened and took a few steps back. She was supported by two Taoist boys. That's why I didn't fall.
Crows, a lot of crows, except for the word "filial piety" that can also be seen in the Longevity Palace, there are crows everywhere in the capital.
A fat man with a white face wiped the sweat from his forehead and sighed with emotion: "I have only heard of the Magpie Bridge Immortal before. On July 7th, all the magpies fly into the sky. But what day is it today? What are these crows here to do? They are also here to build bridges." ”
Of course not, the crow is not here to build a bridge, but to place the word "filial piety".
The Supreme Emperor also looked up at the sky: "There are so many crows. The total number of crows I have seen in my life is not as many as what I saw today."
On the streets of Beijing, a lunatic wearing a shabby scholar's robe was running on the street, shouting as he ran: "God is warning, God is warning, you unfilial descendants, God can't stand it, and sent crows to remind you that you are disobedient." , will die, die, all die!”
This lunatic was well-known in the capital. He took the exam many times and failed every time. In the end, he went crazy.
Several children rushed over, shouting as they ran: "The crow feeds back, the crow feeds back, God is warning, God is warning!"
After running across a street, several children separated. One street cost five cents, and the more they ran, the more they earned.
royal palace.
Emperor Yongjia also saw the huge word "filial piety" in the sky. He thought the same as Lu Gan, someone was controlling it.
The first thing he thought of was Prince Liang's Mansion.
This morning, Jin Yushi hit the pillar, and then there were crows gathering on the top. These two things happened by coincidence. Unfortunately, the people who went to investigate Jin Yushi have not come back yet, and neither has Lu Gan.
At this moment, the chamberlain came to report that Lu Gan was here.
Emperor Yongjia quickly announced that Lu Gan had come in. Lu Gan looked cold and solemn. After seeing Emperor Yongjia, the expression on his face became even more solemn.
"Lu Qing, can you catch the person who practices the art of hating victory?"
Emperor Yongjia has determined that someone is practicing the art of hating victory, and Lu Gan has never let him down.
Lu Gan shook his head: "I deserve death for my crime, but I haven't found anyone practicing the art of being tired of winning."
Emperor Yongjia frowned deeply: "Tell me in detail."
Lu Gan then told in detail what he saw and heard today. When he talked about the people crying in the streets and the scholars kneeling down to recite the Sutra of Filial Piety, Emperor Yongjia sighed and closed his eyes.
At this time, the chamberlain just walked in quickly and saw Emperor Yongjia closing his eyes and taking a nap. He looked at the emperor, then at Lu Gan, and finally looked at Eunuch Li as if asking for help.
Eunuch Li winked and asked him to come forward. The chamberlain whispered a few words to Eunuch Li, and Eunuch Li waved him off.
"Old Li, what's the matter?" Emperor Yongjia's voice was calm.
Eunuch Li stepped forward and said: "Long live, more than a dozen censors gathered outside the palace to see you, and Feng Chieffu has also arrived."
Emperor Yongjia sighed silently in his heart. He knew what these people were here for. Every time there was a vision, even if it was a heavy snowfall or it didn't rain for many days in a row, these people would make him punish himself.
Of course, this is not just for him, it has been like this since Taizu established the dynasty. Taizu has issued edicts to sin against himself, and the Supreme Emperor has also issued edicts. Now it seems that it is his turn.
But which of the imperial edicts issued by the emperor were not forced by these ministers?
"Let them all come in, Lu Aiqing. You stay and listen to what they have to say." (End of Chapter)