In the distant night sky, heavy snow fell, and a thin layer of roof branches quickly accumulated.

In the dim streets and alleys, Shi Tingjian leaned against the wall, trembling all over, making his body shivered in the shadows of debris piled up. After the crowd outside the Prime Minister's Mansion was dispersed by artillery, Shi Tingjian covered his wounds and barely followed the crowd to leave Zhuque Street. He fled to the provincial school first, but found that the school was empty. Shi Tingjian did not dare to stay. The city was full of imperial guards, and there were more patrol soldiers near the city gate. He did not dare to leave the city, so he hid all the way and fled to the shabby alley of Taipingfang.

Not far away, outside the alley, warm fire flashed, people were noisy, Shi Tingjian's teeth clattered, and he could only curl up into a ball. He stared at the fire, with hatred and fear in his eyes. As soon as he closed his eyes, he saw Zhang Wei lying on the ground with blood on his back. Thinking of those who fell, he felt that he was a slumber. The wound on his upper arm was burning and the shotgun was not dug out in time, and the wound was already a little red and swollen.

A voice came from the entrance of the alley: "The general has an order, and the soldiers are not allowed to enter the house without permission, and can only camp under the eaves."

"All good neighbors, the court must be curfew."

"The traitors are there, but the gongs are ringing to show their power, so that the imperial guards can come in to search and arrest them!"

Suddenly, a huge cheer broke out from the army stroke, as if something had happened. Shi Tingjian was strange and looked at the entrance of the alley. He saw a general riding a horse through the long street, and a group of generals in helmets surrounded him. The general himself was wearing a white robe in a regular dress, as if he had returned from a banquet. He encountered wind and snow, and was covered with a vermilion cloak. Wherever he passed, the imperial guards burst out with huge cheers, "Shi Shuai!" "Shi Shuai Wan Sheng!" "Shi Shuai Wan Sheng!" "Shi Shuai Wan Sheng!" "Shi Shuai Wan Sheng!"

"So it was him." A spark of anger burst out in Shi Tingjian's eyes, remembering this person firmly.

Zhao Xingde seemed to have some sense. When he passed the alley, he looked inside and saw debris piled up, and the alley was narrow and dark. He laughed at himself and shook his head. He was ashamed of ghosts and gods. However, for those who were dead and injured, he might also think so. It is difficult to distinguish right from wrong, but in this position, he must be responsible and gentle, and he can only cut it with a sword. The guardian Feng Cheng asked himself, if he had stood opposite him ten years ago, how should he deal with himself? No one knew whether what he had done was right. The road was far away, both obstacles and long, but he could not stop and stop because of this. He just tried his best to do it, even if he did something wrong, he would have no regrets even if he died.

"Wuchang Hou, this is the cotton coat and quilt assigned by the Ministry of War to keep the soldiers from the cold."

Zhao Xingde raised his head, a clerk was waiting by the road, holding a document. On the other side of the long street, more than a dozen large trucks slowly drove over. With the heavy snow, the climate suddenly became cold. Zhao Xingde restricted the soldiers from entering the houses without permission, and sent people to ask the Ministry of War for cotton coats and firewood to reward the army. Unexpectedly, the Ministry of War reacted so quickly. Ezhou Prefecture also helped the victims to provide relief to the victims. Because their families were looted and burned, perhaps many well-off families fell into poverty since then.

The imperial guards were not good at managing civil affairs. In order to prevent accidents, the Ministry of War and Ezhou Prefecture sent as many clerks as possible and yamen runners to assist. In such snowy weather, they had to sleep on the streets like the imperial guards in the southeast camp. The clerks were wearing jackets on the streets, and their faces were white and their lips were blue. It is conceivable that the homeless people are in a difficult situation.

"Mr. Liu is intent. Zhao's soldiers in the camp thanked him." Zhao Xingde smiled and said, "Thank you too."

"The officials dare not," said the clerk Qian, and another sentence, "These quilts were sent by the Prime Minister himself."

"Oh?" Zhao Xingde was slightly stunned. Chen Dong had always praised the six ministries for their respective duties, but the prime minister asked about cattle and not people. In the past, the food and salary of the imperial guards was under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of War. This turmoil may have caused a subtle change in Chen Dong's mentality. "The command of all ministries to squeeze in as long as they can, and they will have extra clothes, quilts and food," Zhao Xingde said in a deep voice, "Distribute to the victims first, and then report to the Ministry of War." He looked up at the snowflakes falling in the sky, "In such a weather, many people may be frozen to death in one night."

"Yes, the commander of the Jie." Ma Yuan said loudly. He immediately sent more than a dozen flag officials to set off and notify the commanders of each direction. After Ma Yuan joined Ezhou, he was assigned to the camp as a staff officer. When Zhao Xingde was appointed as a general, he asked him to accept the current deputy general. Ma Yuan accepted it without hesitation. The army entered the city to quell the rebellion, and the commander and other generals in the southeast camp were absent. Zhao Xingde directly dispatched various commanders, and Ma Yuan and other deputy generals, and the staff officers made great contributions.

Zhao Xingde rode his horse and continued to move forward. Wherever he passed, the soldiers cheered loudly at him, as if he had just won a big victory.

Lin Zhengan followed Zhao Xingde, and was surprised and confused. Wang Gui's grasp of the troops and horses of the camp was also considered effective. The commander and commander were all inexplicably not in the camp. However, Zhao Xingde had been away for a long time and still maintained such a high prestige in the army, which was really terrifying. The army rushed to help the victims before the government, and won the hearts of the people of Ezhou. Lin Zhengan looked at Zhao Xingde's back and his face changed.

The snow on Zhuque Street was very muddy, and the blood was not washed away. Eighteen lanterns hung high at the gate tower of the Prime Minister's House, illuminating the door as bright as day. However, the walls and pillars were densely covered with mottled pits, which were shocking and particularly dazzling. From the gate of the Prime Minister's House to the Zhengshi Hall, there were guards holding muskets and guns along the way.

After the riots in the city subsided, the Prime Minister summoned the six ministers, ministers, and Privy Council to the orders, the governors of the twelve lords, the wards of the Ministry of Rites, the wards of the Ministry of War, and the wards of the Ministry of Justice. The capital hall of the Prime Minister was full of officials. After meeting them during the ceremony, many people met for the first time. Everyone was sitting in a dangerous position, with their faces grim. The familiar people whispered in exchange for their own information. The six ministers went inside one after another, but the discussion had not yet been completed. Everyone had been waiting in the capital hall for a long time, but now they could only wait.

In the gathering, the envoy of Xia Kingdom Feng Yanlun was both embarrassed and nervous. He came to ask for the Prime Minister of the Song Dynasty in the morning and waited until this time, and Chen Dong seemed to have forgotten him! Feng Yanlun probably knew the situation outside, and of course he would not be stupid enough to remind Chen Dong that at this critical moment, how could he find out the situation in the Song Dynasty first than here? Therefore, the officials of the Song Dynasty cast doubtful eyes, and Feng Yanlun smiled calmly and bowed over with perfunctory.

In the signing room, he fell into silence for a brief moment. Prime Minister Chen Dong had not made a decision on how to deal with the follow-up. Deng Su, the Minister of Rites, and Wen Xunzhi, the Minister of Rites, argued on the spot. Deng Su believed that it was obviously a matter initiated by Wu Zilong, a student of the statute. The Ministry of Justice should immediately issue a document to arrest the arrests, first conduct a strict investigation at the checkpoints near Ezhou, search for the students who made trouble, and then interrogate the envoy behind the scenes. The Ministry of Justice punished him with imprisonment. The Ministry of Rites told all prefectures and counties to open the statutes and counties to participate in the matter, and the students who were not allowed to go to school for life.

Wen Xunzhi believed that it was difficult to convince the public based on speculation. The dynasty has never used the crime of sinners. In the absence of evidence, the sea arrest and imprisonment of the Qingliu scholars did not comply with the Qingliu Law. The practice of removing the academic records of students was even better than that of the Party Monument, nor was it in line with the great etiquette law. This practice not only could not stop the party dispute, but also would not make up for the cracks within the management society, and even forced the Qingliu scholars who were watching in the middle to Wu Zilong.

"Shangshu Deng, the Ministry of Justice can only determine the case according to the law and the law! It is not to understand the intention and make a fuss!" Wen Xunzhi said coldly, "The student in the rank of the prime minister's mansion. The Ministry of Rites poked the misleading slap, but the Ministry of Justice misunderstood the law and suppressed the clear stream. The world is full of people, I'm sorry, I can't do this cruel official. If you want to interfere in the Ministry of Justice's case, please come again when you preside over the Ministry of Justice."

"You!" Deng Su was angry and pointed at Wen Xun straight, "Do you want to cover up?"

Before he finished speaking, the guards outside reported that when the Marquis of Wuchang and the Office of the Ministry of War, Chen Dong frowned. He heard this, his face was slower and he looked up at the door. He had already explained that Zhao Xingde and Lin Zhen could not directly bring the signing room without any communication. With the sound of footsteps, the faces of the ministers became solemn. In any case, when the court was in turmoil, Zhao Xingde stabilized the situation as soon as he came out. This potential force made people afraid or grateful, he could not help but treat it seriously. When he walked into the signing room and looked around, everyone felt pressure.

"Prime Minister," Zhao Xingde returned Jun's order to Chen Dong, "The order in the city has been restored."

"Yuan Zhi," Chen Dong looked at him, took the order and asked, "Do you have any suggestions for handling the aftermath?"

Deng Su, Wen Xunzhi, and other important officials all looked at Zhao Xingde. They heard the cheers of the soldiers outside. It can even be said that the entire Ezhou City is under the control of Zhao Xingde. It is natural for Chen Dong to deal with the aftermath to seek his opinion. However, the people present also had a strange feeling.

"Master Prime Minister," Zhao Xingde was silent for a moment and replied, "The system of the court is that military generals are not allowed to interfere in the government affairs. In this incident, leading troops to quell the chaos and restore order in Ezhou City is the responsibility of the general. It is the responsibility of the prime minister to deal with the aftermath and restore order in the Song Dynasty. Please forgive Zhao for not being able to transcend and argue. Zhao took his leave." After saying that, he bowed and bowed to the important minister in the entrustment room. Without Chen Dong's agreement, he retreated first.
Chapter completed!