Chapter 174: Students March, Dali Temple Takes Over

Puxian Bodhisattva looked at him lightly, "Sir He, are you teaching me how to do things in Buddhism?"

He Wenguang shook his head, still neither humble nor arrogant.

"I am in charge of the Jingzhao Prefecture Yamen, so I naturally have the national law as a basis, and I will not arrest people randomly."

"I have just reviewed Shen Wuming's files. First, he has not become a monk, nor has he registered with the Monk Registration Office."

"Second, even if he is really a Buddhist, I will still judge him according to the law and dare not be partial."

"You are outsiders, you don't know the rules of the court, and you disturb the court. I can ignore it."

"But now I have to try the case!"

"Please move aside first, and I will argue with you after the case is decided."

Although his cultivation is two levels lower, He Wenguang at this time, after all, represents the Han court and the Jingzhao Prefecture Yamen.

Not to mention that there is the support of King Wei behind him.

So he didn't lose his momentum at all, and he spoke with a mixture of sarcasm and force, and he held on to Samantabhadra Bodhisattva.

But Samantabhadra Bodhisattva just laughed.

"Sir He, I admire your toughness very much, but how much is your monthly salary?"

"A hundred taels of silver? With such a small amount of money, what are you doing with your life?"

"The case belongs to the court, but your life is your own. If you want to judge, I will let you judge."

Having said that, Samantabhadra Bodhisattva had no intention of leaving, and just looked at him quietly.

After all, this was in the court.

Samantabhadra Bodhisattva didn't want to offend the court, so when he came here, he had already arranged a backup plan.

The reason why he came early was that he was worried that Shen Wuming would be tortured into confessing.

However, he still smiled in his words, but He Wenguang just sneered.

"That couldn't be better."

As He Wenguang said this, he walked to the front and picked up the file, intending to continue the interrogation, but a yamen runner rushed in.

"My Lord, something bad has happened. A group of students from the Imperial Academy have suddenly arrived outside and are determined to force their way in."

"We dare not use our swords. We cannot stop them at all. Please decide what to do."

The yamen runner was in a hurry, with beads of sweat the size of soybeans on his face. One can imagine how anxious he was.

"Students from the Imperial Academy?"

He Wenguang frowned, but before he could give any orders, he saw a group of scholars in scholar robes surrounding him outside.

"Jingzhao Yamen, arresting innocent people indiscriminately."

"Why don't you release Brother Haggard?"

A group of scholars surrounded him outside, raising their arms and shouting, with a majestic momentum, and a stream of righteousness rising to the sky.

Of course, not all of them were Confucian scholars.

There were also many monks from the Mohist School, the Military School, etc. At this time, various magic powers were intertwined, and the scene was extremely grand.

"What are you doing?"

He Wenguang was immediately furious. Although he was also a student from the Imperial Academy, the dragon-slaying boy eventually became a dragon.

Back then, he also followed others to march in the streets and threaten court officials, thinking that he was very powerful.

But when he became a court official, he felt that the method of marching by the students should really be banned.

But no matter how much he thought about it, he didn't dare to do it.

Because in the eyes of ordinary people, students often represent simple values.

If even students dare to be suppressed, will the people be harmed tomorrow?

He Wenguang stood at the door of the court, furious, but Shen Wuming, as the main person, was fine for a while.

Just stood there, looking at He Wenguang with interest, like looking at a monkey.

The leading student stepped forward, "Sir He, why did you arrest Shen Wuming, the champion of Dingzhou?"

"Everyone saw what happened at the beginning. It was clearly a crazy horse, and Shen Wuming acted out of righteousness."

"In order to save the people around him, he killed the horse. Why did you bring him to the court?"

He Wenguang looked at him deeply. Needless to say, there must be someone supporting him behind this.

Otherwise.

How could a group of students find out the truth of the incident in such a short time?

However, he did not intend to debate with these people, but just looked at this person deeply.

"Young man, don't believe everything you hear, and don't let some public opinions affect you."

He Wenguang said earnestly, and then looked at him, "By the way, what's your name?"

There is usually a leader in the student parade. If it succeeds, the leader's reputation will skyrocket.

But if it fails, the leader will have to come out as a scapegoat.

So asking the name is not the point, the point is that He Wenguang is threatening this person.

However, this person is not afraid at all.

"I am Wang Zhongshu, a student of the Imperial College. If you think what I said is wrong, please speak up."

"Don't think of threatening me. I came here only for the righteousness in my heart, nothing else."

"Even if you deprive me of my fame, I will never retreat a single step!"

As soon as Wang Zhongshu said this, the other students of the Imperial College nodded, and many even followed suit.

"I am Fang Daoyuan, a student of the Imperial College. Please investigate the case impartially, Mr. He."

"I am a student of the Imperial College..."

Every time someone said this, the righteousness above the sky became stronger and stronger, almost turning into substance.

The people around were also excited, and for a moment, the enemy and us were different.

He Wenguang felt this inexplicable oppression and couldn't help swallowing his saliva.

At this moment, he felt as if he was the one being judged, not the one who judged the case.

"You...you..."

He Wenguang wanted to say something else, but another group of officials pushed through the crowd and walked in.

The leading official held an imperial edict, "I am the Junior Minister of the Dali Temple, Sima Daozhang."

"Sir He, I am here to take over the case of Shen Wuming on the orders of the Minister of the Temple."

He Wenguang hadn't finished dealing with the students when he suddenly heard that the Dali Temple was coming.

He was confused.

But he soon reacted and said with a serious face, "What is Sir Sima doing?"

"This case was taken over by my Jingzhao Prefecture. The trial has not yet been concluded. How come it is the turn of the Dali Temple?"

"Even if Sir Pei comes in person, this official..."

Before he finished speaking, Sima Daozhang threw the imperial edict in his hand to him and interrupted him.

"Sir He, you should take a good look at it. This is an imperial edict issued by the three provinces. Do you want to resist the orders of the three provinces?"

He Wenguang unfolded it and saw a big seal on it, the seal of the Secretariat.

Originally, the three ministries should have their own seals, but it was too troublesome and the procedures were very time-consuming.

So in fact, the three ministries were all in one place, called the Political Affairs Hall.

And ordinary imperial edicts did not need to be stamped with the seals of the three ministries, but only with the seal of the Political Affairs Hall, which was the seal of the Secretariat.

"This..."

Even if He Wenguang was slow, he realized that something was wrong at this time.

Why did a mere Shen Wuming alarm so many people?

It was the Buddhist school, the Imperial College, and the Dali Temple.