As soon as this slogan of heaven and atmosphere ended, everyone nodded and agreed to the voices of agreement.

Is the country's strength related to the promotion of the common people?

Must have!

At this moment, there was a sudden chuckle next to him.

The buyer was intoxicated by the supreme glory brought to them by the Supreme Kingdom of the Heavenly Kingdom. He suddenly heard a sneer from the side, and frowned and said a few words unceremoniously.

But as soon as his head turned, he met several bad gazes.

On the table next to him, there were a few burly men with their eyes that looked like knives and made people feel numb from their scalp.

Instead, the noble young man who was surrounded by those men smiled faintly and said, "I'm sorry, I can't help laughing out loud because I saw the news in the previous newspaper that I felt funny!"

As he said that, Diandian's newspaper in his hand, "Let's read the last page, the chapter of gossiping the court!"

Mr. Liu quickly turned over, glanced at him for a few times, and couldn't help laughing out loud.

"What's wrong?" asked the newspaper seller.

"It is written about Duke Cao Li Jinglong!" Liu Xianggong smiled and said loudly, "But one day, Duke Cao had just returned to his residence from the gentle town on the Qinhuai River. Because his fragrance was too strong and there was a red mark on his neck, he was blocked in the room by his wife Deng!"

"Then Deng is the daughter of the late King Ninghe. She is fierce in nature and is known as the roar of the Lion in Hedong. Seeing her husband go out to fool again, she was furious and was about to take action when she came up!"

"Duke Cao felt guilty and was so scared that he hid under the bed by his wife."

"Madam cursed around the bed, come out!"

"Cao State is fair, so I won't come out!"

"You're coming out?"

"If you have the ability, come in?"

"You come out and see if I won't beat you to death."

"Oh, I won't go out and piss you to death!"

"Okay, if you have a genital, don't come out. If you come out today, you will be a turtle!"

"I won't even go out if I beat you to death!"

"Hahaha!" When Mr. Liu read this, he couldn't help laughing around him.

Everyone was thinking about the embarrassing scene of the dignified Duke of Ming Dynasty being blocked under the bed by his wife.

Prince Liu held back his laughter and continued to recite, "At this moment, the eunuch from the palace came to pass the imperial edict, saying that Long live the summons!"

"When Duke Cao heard this, he came out from under the bed and hid behind the eunuch in the palace!"

"Deng is still scolding, didn't you say you didn't even come out if you beat me to death? Didn't you say that you would be a turtle?"

"I saw Duke Cao holding his head up and saying, "The turtle is just a turtle, I am the turtle, Long Live the Lord let me be!"

~~

"Ha ha ha ha!"

At the tea stall, even the shopkeeper who sells tea was so angry that he was so angry that he laughed.

There are few entertainment projects in this era. When everyone sees such jokes, they can't stand it.

Besides, everyone must believe it, laughing while thinking about it.

Someone even said, "It's amazing! I am the turtle whom I am the one who lets me be! I'm so righteous!"

Someone said, "Hey, then... Mrs. Cao is so fierce?"

"What do you think? The daughters of the Ninghe King's military generals, those who have been killed and raised by their daughters are raised as sons. None of you are like other people's opponents!"

"It must be so harsh! You think, Duke Cao has also had the reputation of being a beautiful woman in Beijing over the years, right? He gave many singers to many singers on the Qinhuai River, but he was afraid he didn't know it, right? But have you ever seen him bring one at home? If he hadn't been afraid of his wife, he would have had a lot of concubines long ago!"

"Look through it again, and see what else is fun in this newspaper?"

Under the urging of everyone, Liu Xianggong continued to flip through the newspaper and suddenly shouted loudly, "Oh, this... the legend of the heroes of the Ming Dynasty." As he said, he recited, "This tells the story of the founding of our Ming Dynasty..."

~~

At the stall next to him, the noble prince's eyes also fell on the first chapter of the Ming Dynasty heroes.

The beginning is the founding Emperor Hongwu of the Ming Dynasty. He was grazing sheep for the landlord's house on the hillside. His friends rushed over, "Brother Chong, go home quickly, your father is dead!"

"Why!"

This noble young man is not Zhu Yunsheng, who else can he be?

He sighed slightly, closed the newspaper in his hand, stood up and ordered, "Give it money!"

Deng Ping, who was next to him, took out five cents and lined up one by one, glanced at the idle people in the market who were listening to Mr. Liu's talk about the heroes of the Ming Dynasty, and the corners of his eyes were pounding slightly.

"Looking back, I slap Xie Jin a few words. I joked that the court can be ordered by officials, but I can't bring other people's female relatives with me." Zhu Yunxiu laughed in a low voice, "Your sister is the most gentle and virtuous person, and where is the roar of the Lion in the Hedong?" As he said, he smiled, "You don't have to take it seriously if you are idle people in the city and ignorant arrangements!"

Deng Ping nodded and said, "I thank the emperor for his kindness!"

He said this, but he couldn't help but look back and glar at the idle men.

Then, he personally helped Zhu Yunxiu get onto the carriage, and then turned around and glared.

Half an hour later, the streets and alleys were still intoxicated by the various shocks brought by Yingtian Times.

At this tea stall, the waiter who bought the newspaper grinned and said proudly, "Don't say, this ten cent is worth spending, it's much more interesting than listening to books and music! Mr. Liu, you're rumbling through it, what else is there to be interesting!"

"Yang Dynasty Fengyue..." Liu Xianggong turned the newspaper to the last page, looked up inadvertently, suddenly stopped talking, and then ran away.

"Hey, why are you running away? I didn't let you pay for tea...Oh!"

With a bang, a stick as thick as a small size in the child's arm hit his shoulder, and immediately slammed him to the ground.

Then several strong men in black, holding sticks, punched and kicked the idle men who were commenting on the stories in the newspaper.

"Hey! Come on, report to the official...Oh!"

"Good man, please spare my life! Ouch, my arm!"

"Brother, brother, why are you doing it? Why are you fighting...Oh!"

These men in black are neat and clean, without any delay. They neither hit the key points nor chase after them. They only greeted places with thick flesh. After a few sticks, the person who was beaten would have a bruised nose and a swollen face.

The people came and went quickly. After three or five encounters, the leader waved his hand and the man in black scattered and disappeared without a trace.

From beginning to end, the hitter did not say a word or make a sound.

Only wailing everywhere was left, and the ground was in a mess.

~~

Ah snee!

As the picture changed, Li Jinglong, Duke Cao, who was standing on the wall of Huai'an, sneezed violently.

Beside him, Zhao Shi, the uncle of the country who followed him out to train, asked with concern, "Master, are you okay?"

"It's okay!" Li Jinglong smiled and wiped his nose with a handkerchief, "It's an old problem, it won't work when you see the wind!"

The disaster in Huaibei has temporarily stabilized, and the flood is ultimately powerless and is blocked by the river embankment.

It takes time for the flood to recede, and it takes more time to resettle the victims. Moreover, because the flood was stopped, victims from all over the country flocked to Huai'an, overcrowded.

Standing on the city wall and looking out, the shack was invisible at a glance, and the people waiting for relief were boundless...

Zhao Shi glanced at Li Jinglong's majestic python robe embroidered with golden thread, and the Hetian jade belt around Li Jinglong's waist, and he wanted to speak but stopped.

Li Jinglong noticed something, "Is there something wrong with the uncle?"

"No..." Zhao Shi said, lowered his head but immediately raised his head, "Master, we are in the disaster area, and we are all in the disaster victims, and we are not covered in clothes. Even officials have already been in messy clothes. You... you are wearing a python robe..."

"Uncle Guo thinks it's not suitable?" Li Jinglong said with a smile, "I asked back, what do you think disaster relief is needed?"

Zhao Shi knew each other and thought about it, "Food!"

"Well, there's more!"

"Habitat!"

Li Jinglong nodded, "It is rare to think of these two points in a hurry, but it is not accurate!"

"Well... medicine, clothes, fire, water..." Zhao Shi thought for a while and shouted, "Order! Disasters are afraid of chaos!"

"What you said is right! But none of them are the root!" Li Jinglong continued, "You continue thinking about it!"

Zhao Shi thought seriously again, but couldn't figure it out.

"Hope!" Li Jinglong put his shoulders on Zhao Shi and pointed at the victims under the city and said, "Did you look? Is there an old man below who looked at me in a python robe and kowtowed in panic!"

"Yes!" Zhao Shi nodded.

"My clothes are their hope!" Li Jinglong shouted, "For them, having people wearing my clothes stand here means that the court attaches importance to them. They will not withhold their rations and will not abandon them."

"The people who don't trust officials are not without officials. The people who really don't believe are actually those small officials. And I am wearing this outfit, and I am the same as the general high-ranking officials in the eight prefectures."

"They may not believe in those minor officials, but they cannot believe in me! They will feel unhappy when I put on my clothes because they know that they have something to talk!"

Zhao Shi seemed to understand but not understand, and he thought silently.

"Let me say that, my clothes are power! The more chaotic it is, the more people need to see power! A kind of power that they can't get in touch with on weekdays, but can imagine that they can manage everything!"

This is what Deng Zhen came over and whispered, "Censor Xin is going to kill someone again!"

"Why are you killing again?" Zhao Shi glanced at the city, the dead bodies and heads that were still hanging under the city, "How many people are there?"

"One hundred and ninety-two people!" Deng Zhen said expressionlessly.

"Are you a rioter?" Zhao Shi asked.
Chapter completed!