"The scholars of the Han and Tang dynasties could govern the country with their literary skills, and their martial arts could travel the world with their swords..."

"What can you do?"

The drizzle gradually became heavier, and the water vapor was filled with blurring vision.

"You can only stay at home and live a life of stolen taxes. What's the benefit of the country? Come on, gentlemen, who will tell me about me? What's the benefit of the country?"

"We are the herdsmen of the emperor!"

"Yes, we never fall behind when we build bridges and roads. We don't help but provide porridge and food to help the people..."

"This is unfair!"

"We want to see Your Majesty!"

The momentum suddenly became stronger, and the breathing gradually began to be rapid in the crowd.

As gentry, they felt that they were an effective filling of the power space of the Ming Dynasty, a defender of order below the county and arbitrators of the people.

Fang Xing did not hide under the eaves. He stood in the drizzle with his eyes sharp.

"Don't use this reason to cover your shame. What you call the emperor's herders, and in the end the people become cattle and sheep, all of them become your cattle and sheep. Why is the emperor really going to bear this infamy and endorse the shamelessness you are waiting for."

This statement directly explained Fang Xing's purpose of Jinan: The emperor felt that you were digging for the Ming Dynasty, so he sent Benblade.

Fang Xing slowly looked at these people and said, "There are young people in the same age as the crown among you, and the seemingly calm middle-aged people. My uncle also saw the gray-haired and grinded old man. It's not easy!"

The water vapor is like clouds and the bayonet is like thunder and lightning.

"But Ben Bin looked around and saw only one kind of person!"

Fang Xing said coldly: "Brother Ben saw only a group of borers, who lost his parasitic mother, was anxious and angry, and became angry!"

The drizzle fell on him, as if fog was steaming.

"These are not yours. If the Ming Dynasty wants to prosper, everyone needs to contribute their own strength."

Yu Jia stood beside Fang Xing, and the crowd was silent. He felt like Jubaoshanwei's medicine bag. Once it was cast by a catapult, it would be earth-shaking.

Don't be crazy!

He prayed secretly.

Fang Xing was not afraid. He pointed to the people around him and said, "The people farmed and paid taxes, supporting the Ming Dynasty's belly. The army fought bravely to fight the enemy, sacrificed their lives to protect the country, and protected you. Craftsmen worked daily to create something that could make the Ming Dynasty strong. Merchants moved everywhere and cleared the bloodline of the Ming Dynasty. And you, what did you do for the Ming Dynasty?"

"Don't say nonsense about the emperor's herders, Your Majesty does not need to exploit the people's borers!"

Yu Jia slowly turned around and looked at the soldiers, only seeing a pair of cold eyes.

Is this going to fight?

"Now the Japanese man is here!"

Fang Xing's face was already soaked in the drizzle. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the crowd and said, "Now the Japanese man is here. The gentry's preferential treatment... has been cancelled. Who... wants to argue with Ben Bo whether this preferential treatment should be cancelled?"

Yu Jia felt relieved, a gentleman would not act!

Fang Xing smiled on his face, pointed to the array behind him and said, "Or who wants to be martyred, no, he is martyred for money, then let's try it. Ben Bo promises, who can impulse the array, Ben Bo will jump to Daming Lake immediately!"

"who?!"

Fang Xing's eyes suddenly became sharp and he stared at the men in blue. He even took two steps closer to the front, holding the hilt of the knife in his hand, just as he said.

Yu Qian murmured: "Press up! Press down!"

This is Fang Xing’s pressure, and he was taught by Emperor Wen!

At this moment, Fang Xing's mood was raised. He forgot his neurasthenia, his hard work, and just stared at this group of people.

A gust of autumn wind blew, and the crowd trembled a little more.

The fallen leaves fall down with the autumn wind, falling on the ground, gradually soaked in the rain...

"You guys, we should... wuwu!"

Someone in the crowd shouted and then someone covered his mouth.

"Don't you dare?"

Fang Xing took two steps forward again, and his provocative attitude made Yu Jia complain secretly.

Before leaving, Zhu Zhanji told him to see the situation of the gentry in Jinan. If he was domineering, he should scold him.

The emperor's special envoy scolded him, which can help Fang Xing effectively relieve stress.

But judging from Fang Xing’s current condition, it would be useless even if Yang Rong came!

The array bathed in the drizzle is still calm.

The onlookers were whispering what Fang Xing had just said.

"My land is hung in the name of a gentry, and I have to pay a lot of taxes every year! Xing and Bolai are like this, hey! I have to..."

"Taxes support the army! Without the army, think about the alien races outside the walls in the early years. Since Emperor Taizu Gao, the Ming Dynasty has been constantly attacking, otherwise we would not have such a stable life."

A young man angrily refuted: "Without money and food, how can the court build roads? How can it be repaired and dams? Do you have to wait until the flood floods flood everyone's homes before you know what taxes are?"

“There is no flood here.”

Someone muttered.

The young man was angry and stared at the place where he spoke just now and said, "There is no flood here, but there is a drought! Where does the relief during drought come from? Isn't that the tax paid by the people of the Ming Dynasty? Isn't God open his eyes and food is lost in the sky?"

"There are officials. Without taxes, do you think officials will be at ease? At that time, all kinds of levies will not kill you!"

This is a bit extreme, but the word levy has aroused the pain of these people.

"But there are quite a lot of levies now, which is even more scamming than taxes!"

"That's right, those grain chiefs and minor officials are like wolves and tigers, and my family is very harmful!"

The young man sneered: "This is the reason for the gentry of Xinghe Bo Nong. Think about it yourself. If you cancel preferential treatment, there will be more land to pay taxes. At that time, the country's use is sufficient. According to the current character of Your Majesty, there will definitely be benevolent politics and good days will be coming!"

"I!"

A shout made all the discussion dissipate. Everyone looked at it and saw a person walking out of the crowd.

Hold your head up, look straight, hold your hands, calmly...

"good!"

A sudden burst of applause from the crowd.

"Brother Akiyama is indeed a role model for us!"

"Everyone come together! That slander must not dare to take action, otherwise the world will be in full swing and His Majesty will kill him!"

"Go!"

The crowd was inspiring, and it surged forward several times, and finally stopped in place.

Yu Qian said sadly: "If they dare to rush over, then the official would have to say something about blood, but..."

Wang He stared at the man who was walking slowly and said disdainfully: "We have seen many such people in our family, but they are just shouting hard, but they only dare to use shameful means in secret. You can wait and see, this person is going to be in trouble."

The wind is whistling and the water is cold!

The autumn wind blew on the man's body, but his blue shirt was half wet, but he couldn't blow his clothes.

His eyebrows were full of perseverance and firm steps.

Although there are no weapons, they are majestic.

Fang Xing stared at this person, but he didn't expect that there would be someone who was not afraid of death.

But at this moment, just like a king and a general often regard human life as a mustard, just a number, Fang Xing also showed murderous intent.

Many times, human lives are ants in front of the general trend, and Fang Xing is ready to kill this ants with his own hands to shock the gentry in Jinan Prefecture!

The long knife moved slowly, rubbing against the scabbard to make a frown sound.

Fang Xing looked at the visitor indifferently, slowly drew out the long sword and pointed the knife forward.

The steps that had been moving forward suddenly stopped!

It was like a corns suddenly appeared on the soles of her feet, and her legs couldn't help but tremble.

Fang Xing said slowly: "Go ahead and die!"
Chapter completed!