Chapter 174 The Power of Rights
Wen Wan learned from them that the temple fair at Guanyin Temple should be very lively.
But when she finally arrived, she couldn't help but be shocked when she saw the noisy market in front of her.
The temple is located in a valley, and it is a full three miles from the valley to the post road. Now, both sides of the road are lined with various vendors.
Pedestrians were interspersed among the vendors, and it was so crowded that people could barely pass by, but the carriages could no longer move forward.
Grandma Liu frowned and could only ask several concubines to get out of the carriage and walk, and asked the guards and maids to protect them on both sides.
Wen Wan walked in the middle, and she couldn't help but marvel in her heart.
Although it was in ancient times, the scale of such a market was still spectacular. She studied history and understood the power of culture best.
Therefore, she has never underestimated the ancients. In addition to science and technology, the wisdom of the ancients can definitely defeat modern online mentally retarded children.
"Qin Tian Jian prays for heaven's blessings. If there are other people waiting, get out of here quickly!"
A fierce and strong man walked ahead to open the way, the whip in his hand swinging loudly.
Some people who were unable to dodge were whipped twice on their backs before they could react, making them scream in pain.
Wen Wan looked back and saw that after the strong man opened the way, a carriage was moving forward with difficulty, supported by the guards.
In this situation, you still insist on riding a carriage?
Is he another faker?
Wen Wan curled her lips, not wanting to cause trouble, so she subconsciously took two steps back.
The same goes for Chun Niang and others, who followed the crowd and gave in one after another.
"This road is not yours, so why should we move away? What's wrong with the Qintian Prison? We are all citizens of the Duan Dynasty, and we are all praying for blessings. You can pray, but we can't?"
Everyone immediately looked towards the speaker and saw an old man with a gray beard blocking the middle of the road.
The old man was dressed in coarse cloth clothes and a pair of old but clean cloth shoes. He was full of energy when he spoke and his eyes were sharp.
At first glance, he is no ordinary person.
As soon as the old man finished speaking, the people around him consciously made way for him.
Wen Wan and others were nearby, and since they couldn't squeeze out for a while, they simply stayed to watch the fun.
The strong man with the whip stepped forward, raised the whip in his hand, and shouted: "Where are you from? You are a scoundrel. Get away quickly, otherwise don't blame me for not recognizing anyone with the whip!"
The old man sneered, and instead of retreating, he took a step forward.
"Your whip doesn't recognize people, and you, the dog slave, don't recognize people either? Or is it the master in your carriage who doesn't recognize people?"
The old man cursed people with such vigor that he even frightened the strong man.
You know, in the Imperial Capital, there are dignitaries and dignitaries everywhere. If you accidentally bump into a noble person, it will be them, the pawns, who suffer the consequences.
The strong man hesitated.
After his hesitation, the old man took advantage of the victory and immediately took out a stack of paper with small writing on it from his arms.
I saw the old man throwing the stack of paper in the air. The paper was light and fell into the crowd when it was blown by the wind.
The old man threw it and shouted:
"The way of heaven is unkind, blood and family ties are ignored, and injustices sink to the bottom of the sea, and you will be in panic all day long!"
"The way of heaven is unkind and may bring disaster to the world! Only by bringing order to the chaos can we save all people from the fire and water!"
Wen Wan raised her hand and took off the paper that fell on her forehead.
What was written on the paper was the same as what the old man shouted.
Chun Niang and several others were illiterate, and the words the old man yelled were too elaborate. They couldn't understand them, so their expressions were still very confused.
Wen Wan, however, became more and more frightened as she watched. Two sentences of "Heaven is unkind" were enough for ordinary people to kill everyone.
The way of heaven, what is the way of heaven?
There is no royal land in the world. Since ancient times, the way of heaven has always been closely related to the rise and fall of the royal family. This old man seemed to be scolding Heaven, but he was actually scolding the current royal family!
Looking at these "small advertisements" flying all over the sky, it shows that the old man has been prepared.
Wen Wan frowned and pulled Chun Niang quickly to squeeze out of the crowd.
Before Chun Niang could react, "Xiao Wan, why are you leaving so fast?"
"It'll be too late if you don't leave." Wen Wan didn't explain much, but her expression was serious.
Unfortunately, before she could even take two steps, she was grabbed by the arm by the sharp-sighted and quick-handed Nanny Liu.
"Aunt Wan! Before I went out, the old slave told you not to run because there were so many people on the street. Why did you refuse to listen?"
After all, Xiao Wan and Chun Niang are aunts and half masters. An ordinary old slave would not dare to talk to them like this.
But Nanny Liu was the most powerful nanny around Zhao. She used chicken feathers as arrows, and her power was much greater than that of concubines like them who had no real power.
Wen Wan threw her hand away and said coldly: "Mother Liu, before the people on the carriage react, we can still get out in the chaos."
"Based on what we just heard from the old man, if we don't leave, we may not be safe."
There is no mistake in every song, one post, one content, one 6 one, one book, one book, take a look!
Aunt Liu did not let go at all, "It's just an old rogue who's going crazy and yelling, what are you afraid of? Don't be alarmist, we are from the General's Mansion, who dares to take our lives easily?"
Wen Wan was so anxious that her voice rose much higher.
"Who are we from the General's Mansion? We are concubines and you are slaves! Do you know who is sitting in the carriage?"
The old grandma was frightened by her reaction, and she was a little uneasy for a moment, but she soon calmed down.
"Stop bluffing me! I've been walking around the Imperial Capital for many years, and even I didn't know who Carriage Mountain was. Could it be that a concubine like you figured it out..."
From the corner of her eye, Wen Wan saw a corner of the carriage's curtain lifted, and a hand dyed with vermilion waving gently.
A guard walked to the carriage and seemed to be listening to the arrangements of the people in the carriage.
A thin layer of sweat broke out on Wen Wan's forehead. Before Mother Liu could finish speaking, she interrupted her directly and said:
"The person sitting in the carriage is the Queen! It's too late, let's leave first!"
"Emperor, Queen?" Nanny Liu seemed to be frightened, she was stunned and subconsciously let go of her hand.
Wen Wan didn't waste any time and pulled Chun Niang out quickly.
Behind him, a scream suddenly broke out, and then the whole market was in chaos.
Wen Wan did not look back, but Chun Niang couldn't help but look back.
The old man who had yelled about the cruelty of heaven had his head chopped off with a knife and flew straight in their direction.
The blood arrived before the head, and one drop fell on Chun Niang's forehead.
Her face instantly turned pale, and she fainted immediately after screaming.
Wen Wan was dragged down by the fainted Chun Niang and stumbled.
She fell to the ground, and before she could raise her head, a bloody head rolled right next to her feet.
Even Wen Wan, who had seen big scenes, couldn't resist such a bloody scene. She suddenly took a breath and trembled all over.
"The Queen has a decree! Anyone who commits rebellion will be killed without mercy!"
In one sentence, everyone in this market was pronounced dead.
The guards used their knives to slash at the troublemakers, but those who died under their knives were clearly innocent passers-by.
The power of rights is fully demonstrated at this moment.
(End of chapter)