As soon as I finished saying these words about the weather of the Heavenly Dynasty, there were people all around me nodding in agreement.
Is there any relationship between the prosperity of the country and the promotion of small people?
must have!
At this moment, there was a sudden chuckle from the side.
Outside the newspaper buyers, they were intoxicated by the supreme glory brought to them by the Heavenly Kingdom. Suddenly they heard a sneer from beside them, and they immediately frowned and were about to say something rude.
But as soon as I turned my head, I met a few unkind looks.
On the table next to them, there were several burly men with dagger-like eyes that immediately made people feel numb.
Instead, the noble man surrounded by those men smiled faintly and said, "I'm sorry, I couldn't help but laugh out loud because I saw an article in this newspaper and thought it was funny!"
As he spoke, he nodded at the newspaper in his hand, "Let's take a look at the last page, the chapter about gossiping in court!"
Mr. Liu quickly turned over and glanced at it several times, and he couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"What's wrong?" the newspaper seller asked outside.
"It's written by Li Jinglong, Duke of Cao!" Liu Xianggong smiled and read aloud, "But one day, Duke Cao just returned to his mansion from the gentle countryside on the Qinhuai River. Because he smelled too much of powder, he still had a red mark on his neck.
, was blocked in the room by Mrs. Deng!"
"That Deng is the daughter of the late King Ninghe. She has a fierce temperament and is known as the lion roaring in the east of the river. When she saw her husband going out to fool around again, she was furious and wanted to take action!"
"Gong Cao Guo felt so guilty that he was so frightened by his wife that he hid under the bed."
"The lady surrounded the bed and cursed, come out!"
"Cao Guo is fair and will not come out!"
"Are you coming out?"
"You can come in if you can?"
"Come out and see if I don't beat you to death."
"Hey, I won't go out and piss you off to death!"
"Okay, if you have the guts, don't come out. If you come out today, you will be a bastard!"
"I won't get out even if I die!"
"Hahaha!" Liu Xianggong read this, and there was a burst of uncontrollable laughter around him.
Everyone is thinking about the embarrassing scene where the dignified Duke of the Ming Dynasty and an important minister of the court were trapped under the bed by his wife.
Xianggong Liu suppressed his laughter and continued to read, "At this moment, another servant from the palace came to deliver the message, saying that Long live the Lord has summoned me!"
"When Duke Cao Guo heard this, he swooped out from under the bed and hid behind the palace servant!"
"Deng is still scolding, didn't you say you won't come out even if I beat you to death? Didn't you say you would be a bastard if you come out?"
"I saw Mr. Cao Guo holding his head high and saying, "A bastard is a bastard. I am a bastard because Lord Long Live asked me to be such a bastard!"
~~
"Ha ha ha ha!"
At the tea stall, even the tea shopkeeper was laughing so hard that he was out of breath.
There are few entertainment items in this era. How can anyone tolerate such a joke after seeing it?
Besides, when it comes to this kind of thing, everyone must believe it, and laugh while thinking about it.
Some people even said, "Wonderful! Long live the Lord asked me to be this bastard! This bastard should be so confident!"
Someone else said, "Hey, then... Mrs. Cao Guogong is really that fierce?"
"What do you think? The daughters of King Ninghe's family of military generals, those who have always killed to raise their daughters, are all raised as sons. Three or five of you are no match for them!"
"He must be fierce! Do you think that Cao Guogong has also been known as the leader of the romantic group in Beijing these years? He has favored many singers on the Qinhuai River. I'm afraid he doesn't even know it? But you have seen him bring it home
One? If it weren’t for being afraid of your wife, I’d probably have a group of concubines already!”
"Look through this newspaper quickly and see if there are any other interesting things in it?"
Under the urging of everyone, Xianggong Liu continued to flip through the newspaper and suddenly said loudly, "Oh, this... the biography of the heroes of the Ming Dynasty." As he said, he read, "This is the story of the founding of our Ming Dynasty...
..”
~~
At the stall next to it, the noble prince's eyes also fell on the first chapter of The Legend of the Heroes of the Ming Dynasty.
The story opens with Emperor Hongwu, the founder of the Ming Dynasty, tending sheep to the landlord's family on the hillside. His friends came flying over and said, "Brother Chongba, come home quickly. Father Xie is dead!"
"Why!"
If this noble young master is not Zhu Yunxi, who else could he be?
He sighed slightly, closed the newspaper in his hand, stood up and said, "Give me the money!"
Deng Ping, who was right next to him, took out five pennies, lined up one by one, and glanced at the idle people in the market who were listening to Liu Xianggong's biography of the heroes of the Ming Dynasty. The corners of his eyes twitched slightly.
"Looking back, I'll tell you a few words. It's okay to joke about imperial officials, but you can't bring other women's family members with you." Zhu Yunxi laughed in a low voice, "Your sister is the most gentle and virtuous person, and she is the lion's roar in Hedong.
?" He said, and smiled again, "You don't have to take it to heart if the idle people in the market are ignorant!"
Deng Ping nodded and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your grace!"
He said this, but he couldn't help but turn around and glare at the idle men.
Then, he helped Zhu Yunxi get into the carriage with his own hands, and then looked back and glared.
Half an hour later, the streets and alleys were still intoxicated by the various shocks brought by Yingtian Times.
At the tea stall, the newspaper buyer grinned and said proudly, "Don't tell me, these ten cents are well spent. It's much more interesting than listening to books and music! Mr. Liu, you are looking through it, and
What an interesting thing!"
"Japanese Fengyue..." Liu Xianggong turned the newspaper to the last page, raised his head inadvertently, suddenly stopped talking, and then ran away.
"Hey, why are you running away? I didn't ask you to pay for tea... Ouch!"
With a bang, a stick the size of a child's arm hit him directly on the shoulder, knocking him to the ground.
Then several strong men in black, armed with sticks, beat and kicked the idle men who were commenting on the characters in the newspaper stories.
"Hey! Someone's here, call the official... Ouch!"
"Hero, spare your life! Ouch, my arm!"
"Brother, big brother, why? Why are you fighting... Oops!"
These men in black moved cleanly and without any sloppiness. They neither hit the vital points nor chased them, but only hit the fleshy places. After several blows with the stick, the person who was hit had a bruised nose and a swollen face.
As quickly as they came, they left quickly. After three or five people met each other, the leader waved his hand, and the men in black dispersed without a trace.
From beginning to end, the attacker didn't say a word or make a sound.
There was only wailing all over the place and a mess everywhere.
~~
Ah sneeze!
As soon as the scene changed, Li Jinglong, Duke of Cao, who was standing on the wall of Huai'an City, sneezed violently.
Next to him, Uncle Guo Zhao Shi, who had followed him out for training, 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. I can't do it when the wind blows!"
The disaster situation in Huaibei was temporarily stabilized, but the floods were finally unable to continue and were blocked by river embankments.
It will take time for the floods to recede, and more time for the resettlement of the victims. And because the floods have been blocked, victims from all over the country are flocking to Huai'an, and it is overcrowded.
Standing on the city wall and looking out, you can see endless shacks and endless people waiting for relief...
Zhao Shi took a look at Li Jinglong's majestic python robe embroidered with gold threads and the Hetian jade belt around Li Jinglong's waist, but hesitated to speak.
Li Jinglong noticed something, "Uncle Guo, is there something wrong?"
"No..." Zhao Shi said, lowered his head but then immediately raised his head and said, "Master, I am waiting in the disaster area. In front of me are the victims, naked and naked. Even the officials are already disheveled.
You...you are wearing a python robe..."
"Uncle Guo, don't you think it's appropriate?" Li Jinglong said with a smile, "I asked back, what do you think is needed for disaster relief?"
Zhao Shi thought about it, "Grain!"
"Well, there's more!"
"Shelter!"
Li Jinglong nodded and said, "It's rare to think of these two points in a hurry, but it's not accurate yet!"
"Well... medicine, clothes, fire, water..." Zhao Shi thought for a while and said loudly, "Order! The victims are afraid of chaos!"
"Everything you said is right! But it's not the root of it!" Li Jinglong continued, "Keep thinking!"
Zhao Shi thought seriously again, but couldn't figure it out.
"Hope!" Li Jinglong put his arms around Zhao Shi's shoulders and pointed at the victims below the city. "Are you watching? Is there an old man down there who is so panicked that he knelt on the ground and kowtowed when he saw me in a python robe?"
"Yeah!" Zhao Shi nodded.
"My clothes are their hope!" Li Jinglong said loudly, "For them, having someone wearing my clothes standing here means that the court values them and will not deduct their rations or abandon them.
They don't care."
"The common people don't trust officials, but they can't live without officials. What the common people really don't trust is actually the petty officials. And wearing this outfit, I am as high as a high-ranking official, who is as good as the governor of the eight palaces."
"They can disbelieve those little officials, but they can't disbelieve me! When I display my clothes, they don't panic because they know they have something to talk about!"
Zhao Shi didn't seem to understand, and thought silently.
"Let's put it this way, I wear the clothes of power! The more chaotic the time, the more the people need to see power! A kind of power that they can't come into contact with at ordinary times, but they can imagine the power that can control everything!"
At this time, Deng Zhen came over and whispered, "Xin Yushi is going to kill people again!"
"Why kill again?" Zhao Shi looked at the dried corpses and heads still hanging under the city, "How many people are there?"
"One hundred and ninety-two people!" Deng Zhen said expressionlessly.
"Are they rioters?" Zhao Shi asked.
"No!" Deng Zhen shook his head, "They are all officials, as well as Li Zhengjia chief, and the yamen class leader who is usually responsible for comforting the victims!"
