The signature of the big notice has two very eye-catching characters, Li Xiao!

A nuclear bomb-level announcement. These students at Yenching University are all top students trained by various middle schools. Most of them come from poor backgrounds. If it were not for the New Deal, many of them could only farm and herd sheep at home, without any chance of learning.

Now, not only are they studying at the best university in Ming Dynasty, but they are also provided with subsidies during their studies. These subsidies not only cover their expenses in the capital, but they even have enough money to send back to their hometown to honor their parents.

Suddenly, someone told them that someone had brought back the Donglin Party's tactics and allowed their academies to continue to read the teachings of Confucius and Mencius in Ziyue Shiyun. As vested interests, how could they like it?

"Classmates, the person mentioned in the notice is Yang Sichang. He promoted Yuelu Academy and Jinling Academy in Jiangnan. He did not teach science, but just blindly studied stereotypes.

Classmates, we are all people who have studied science. Can the Eight-part essay light up our lamps? Can the Eight-part essay drive the train? Can the Eight-part essay give us a bright future for the Ming Dynasty?

What did our Ming Dynasty go through in the era when eight-part essays were rampant. The people had no food to eat and could only eat Guanyin soil to bloat themselves to death. In the years of famine, the poor people exchanged their children for food, but the tax collectors still imposed excessive taxes and did not care about the lives of the people.

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Externally, the Tatars of the Later Jin Dynasty were rampant in Liaodong. They slaughtered our Chinese people like butchering pigs and dogs, and enslaved our Han Miao descendants like cattle and sheep.

When the cities of Shenyang and Liaoyang were destroyed, tens of thousands of people of the Ming Dynasty were massacred.

But now we have a handsome man, and we have science.

Trains are running on the ground, and airships are flying in the sky. We, who were originally like dust and dirt, have the opportunity to go to school and learn knowledge.

Externally, our Ming Dynasty conquered the world. The Koreans surrendered to our Ming Dynasty, the Japanese surrendered to our Ming Dynasty, and the Indians submitted to our Ming Dynasty. Even the Ottomans and Europeans thousands of miles away paid homage to our Ming Dynasty.

We, the people of the Ming Dynasty, will be respected by foreigners wherever we go around the world.

Students, tell me who brought these to us." Student leader Nie Yuanzhen stood on the steps and gave a loud speech.

"It's the commander-in-chief, it's the science!" The enthusiasm of the young students was aroused. Indeed, this country cannot be what it is today without the commander-in-chief and science.

Learning has broadened their horizons and made them more aware of how shallow and ignorant the knowledge in the mouths of corrupt scholars is.

Now asking them to give up science and continue to study the teachings of Confucius and Mencius is simply more uncomfortable than killing them.

"What should we do with Yang Sichang, the largest Donglin Party?" Nie Yuanzhen asked loudly.

"Beat him to death!" some more fierce students shouted loudly.

"No! We can't kill him, we have to expose his crimes and let the people all over the world know that these people want to lead our Ming Dynasty back into the darkness of decadence and backwardness.

Let more people be wary of them, spurn them, and stay away from them!

Students, are you right?"

"right!"

The enthusiasm of young people was quickly ignited, and Yanjing Normal University, Yanjing University of Technology, and Yanjing Tsinghua University in the capital were also agitated at the same time.

Yang Sichang, who lived in a mansion on the outskirts of Beijing, shivered for no reason. Looking around, there seemed to be no change. The red leaves on Xiangshan Mountain were not yet red, and the whole hill was covered with green.

The cicadas were chirping on the trees, and the orioles were jumping between the branches.

Suddenly, the cicada stopped chirping, and the oriole flapped its wings in fear and flew up. The solid hardwood door was broken by the surging crowd.

Students from various universities in the capital poured into this quiet villa like a tide.

When Yang Sichang's housekeeper and several servants tried to stop him, they were pushed by the crowd, and then countless pairs of big feet stepped on them.

"What are you going to do?" Yang Sichang looked a little flustered. He imagined that the people who came over were Jin Yiwei or people from the Supervisory Yuan. But he never expected that those who came were actually a group of young students with no hair at all.

What is the purpose of the guard at the door, who can't stop even a few students? In order to ensure his own safety, he can bring a whole company of guards from Jinling.

"Yang Sichang, my name is Nie Yuanzhen. I am from the Department of Physics of Yenching University, and I am also the representative of our classmates at Beijing Normal University. Now, we are going to expose your crime in front of the elders in the capital.

Take away!" Nie Yuanzhen shouted, and several students with big shoulders and round waists rushed out from behind. Regardless of Yang Sichang's resistance, they twisted his arms and tied his hands behind his back.

A long hat made of rolled cowhide was inserted directly into Yang Sichang's head.

A line of big characters as big as an ox's eye is very eye-catching: Yang Sichang, the Ox Demon and Snake God!

As soon as he walked out of the door, someone hung a wooden sign around Yang Sichang's neck.

The wooden plaque was made by dismantling the red sandalwood table of the Yang family. Yang Sichang's Ming Dynasty was written on it with red paint and a bright red cross.

The rosewood tabletop was too heavy, so the students had no choice but to abandon the hemp rope and use iron wire instead.

However, students who are proficient in physics chose a very thin wire. It would not only prevent it from being broken by falling, but also ensure that it would cause maximum discomfort to Mr. Yang Sichang.

As soon as the big red sandalwood sign was hung on Yang Sichang's neck, Yang Sichang felt a knife inserted into his flesh. He had to bend down and let the wire move forward. It was better to get stuck in the bone than in the flesh.

Be more comfortable.

But within ten minutes, the pain was unbearable.

"Students, please spare me. Please take down the sign. I beg you." A generation of feudal officials, who lived in eight government offices and built mansions, actually begged for mercy from a group of students.

"Hahaha! He begged for mercy. Yang Sichang, the cow ghost and snake god, begged for our mercy." The students burst into cheers.

Nie Yuanzhen saw that the red sandalwood tabletop was too heavy and the wire tied to it was too thin. If this continued, he would be strangled to death before he could reach the venue of the expose meeting.

"Give him a cloth bag. Don't strangle him to death. Tens of thousands of people in the capital are still waiting to reveal his true identity." Nie Yuanzi said one word, and someone immediately gave Yang Sichang a cloth bag.

The wound was burning and painful. Although the cloth bag made him feel better, the heavy red sandalwood sign still fell so hard that he couldn't lift his head. Yang Sichang's waist was almost bent to 90 degrees. If it weren't for the support of the students around him, he wouldn't be able to lift his head.

Way to stand firm.

Not bad, considering Yang Sichang's age, it might be dark when he walked to the conference venue. Nie Yuanzi and others prepared a carriage for Yang Sichang, and asked Mr. Yang to ride in the carriage to reveal the conference.

The swaying carriage finally stopped, and Yang Sichang watched anxiously as the black curtain was lifted.

God!

Yang Sichang took a breath of cold air.

Outside the carriage was a dense crowd of people, tens of thousands of people by the looks of it.

Before he could breathe in the cold air and exhale, Yang Sichang was carried toward the crowd by two students with big shoulders and round waists. The crowd naturally branched into two paths!

"This is fucking Yang Sichang, the governor of Jiangnan? Damn it, he actually dares to curse our commander-in-chief."

"So fat! He must be greedy for a lot of people's fat and money."

"I heard that he married four wives, the youngest of whom was only sixteen years old."

"Damn it, if an old coffin man marries a 16-year-old yellow girl, he won't be afraid of losing his life."

"What a bastard. Just looking at it makes me angry."

At first it was just scolding, but then people started throwing stones inside, and Caibangzi and rotten eggs started to greet me.

The two students who were big and round were unlucky. They dragged Yang Sichang to the stage while yelling and scolding. The crowd just laughed and had fun at first, but seeing how happy everyone was, they also started to cheer.

For a moment, there were whistles, curses, and shouts of "ouch" and "ouch".

Yang Sichang had two vegetable leaves on his head and an egg on his cheek. His eye sockets were a little swollen from being beaten by dates. The most serious thing was that he was hit by a rotten peach on his nose, and the nosebleeds couldn't stop flowing down.

Although these things are not very lethal, such behavior is extremely insulting.

The dignified governor of the five provinces in the south of the Yangtze River and the high-ranking official in the frontier who lived in eight offices were now reduced to this level. Yang Sichang wanted to die!

The two students finally pulled Yang Sichang to the stage, and they were already panting from exhaustion.

"Fathers and fellow villagers, young and old, please be quiet! Be quiet!" Nie Yuanzhen stood on the high platform and shouted loudly into the loudspeaker.

The scene slowly became quiet. Some of these people came to watch the excitement, and some were workers from nearby factories. For this matter, the factory gave a special holiday today for workers to come and listen to the whistle-blowing meeting.

"Maybe some of you don't know me yet, so let me introduce you to me. This is Yang Sichang, the governor of Jiangnan in the Ming Dynasty.

In these years in Jiangnan, he could be said to be a common people. The imperial tax received 30%, but he privately increased it to 70%. The people in Jiangnan were made miserable by him, some sold their sons and daughters, and some were forced into slavery and prostitution.

And what about his family? He has married the eighth aunt in his life, and the one he just married the year before last was only sixteen years old. Guess how old Mr. Yang is, he is fifty-eight.

Mr. Yang, you are really a beautiful woman in your fifties, with pale hair and red makeup. Mandarin ducks sleep in pairs at night, and a pear tree presses a begonia."

"Okay!" Those workers below were all unlearned, and some could not understand Nie Yuanzhen's poems. Those students naturally understood, and they clapped their hands below and applauded. When workers and ordinary people saw someone applauding, they naturally followed behind.

It swelled with crackling sounds.

However, this applause was very far-fetched and not enthusiastic at all.

When Nie Yuanzhen saw this scene, he knew that the people did not like this kind of formality. He was a smart man and immediately thought of a way to change it.

"Young and old men, eldest sisters and aunts, do you know how luxurious Yang Sichang's family is? In order to take care of their skin, his aunts and wives always use goat's milk for bathing.

The lives of us young and old have become better these years. We can also save some money to buy some honey to drink with water. In our university cafeteria, a student has one egg a day.

But do you know? The ladies of the Yang family use honey and eggs to apply on their faces. Or they only use egg whites, and the yolks are thrown away.

Each person uses as many as ten eggs to apply on his face and wash his hair every day.

besides……!"

What Nie Yuanzhen said above was flying with saliva, and the people below listened with gusto. People don't like to hear those big principles, they just like to hear such storytelling.

Li Xiao stood in the distance, watching the impassioned Nie Yuanzhen on the stage, and listening to the propaganda and agitation on the radio loudspeaker.

"I didn't expect this kid to be a fucking talent. You don't have to wait until graduation. After this matter is over, he will be sent directly to your second brother.

Let him learn a few more languages ​​and go to Europe specifically to deceive the workers into participating in the movement. Whichever country has a good economy, go to that country."

"Since they are talents, it is better to stay in the country. I also need people here. Brother, you can't be partial." When he heard that the eldest brother wanted to send the talents he had discovered to his second brother, Li Hao quit.

Brother, I am also short of people, okay?
To be continued...