There are countless shops in Dongshi, row after row, with a total of four doors. Since the demolition of Jingzhao Mansion began, government officials dispatched by Jingzhao Mansion have been guarding the four doors, and people are strictly checked every day when they come in and out, lest troublemakers cause trouble.
However, at this moment, the south gate was already open, and the yamen guarding the gate was severely beaten. He had already escaped in embarrassment and rushed back to the yamen of Jingzhao Mansion to report the news. Groups of merchants and hawkers poured into the East Market from there, burning torches dipped in kerosene.
It started to rise, and thin strands of rain fell on it, making a "sizzling" sound, but it could not extinguish it.
Holding a torch in his hand, Hu Chong stood at the gate of the East Market and spoke loudly to the crowd composed of merchants, vendors and many ordinary people in front of him: "We are all humble traders, and our ancestors have been doing humble business for generations.
No one looks down upon us! We will be looked down upon when we walk on the street, and we will be discriminated against when we enter a wine shop, but are we not doing harm to God? We work diligently, day after day, year after year, and earn a lot of money.
We have pure money and live as pure people! But now, the entire East Market is about to be demolished. How long will it take to rebuild? How do we make a living? Those noble people sitting high in the temple
People don't care about our life or death at all. They only see the achievements of being an official, and they will end our lives with a wave of their hands! Why should we, hard-working small businessmen and hawkers who neither steal nor rob, become those noble people?
A victim of political achievements?"
"Why?!"
"Why?!"
Friends in the crowd raised their arms and shouted in response, and the common people and scattered vendors who were brought in also looked excited.
Hu Chong looked at the crowd in front of him, pointed at the Dongshi behind him, and said loudly: "But even so, we must remember that we cannot do anything that goes against His Majesty's will! Your Majesty is a good emperor, but he was betrayed by the treacherous people around him.
Generations have deceived us. We are all good citizens and must abide by the "Laws of the Tang Dynasty" and cannot embarrass Your Majesty! Now listen to me, after we enter, we will gather in the demolished open space to express our deepest dissatisfaction.
Let Your Majesty, let the upright people in the court, the loyal and virtuous ministers see and hear our appeal, we hope to stop the demolition of Dongshi, we hope to resume the normal operation of Dongshi, we want to eat, we
I have to support my family!”
"Want to eat!"
"We have a family to support!"
"Stop the demolition!"
“Back in business!”
The crowd was shouting and shouting with great momentum!
Finally, Hu Chong did not forget to warn: "After entering, we will gather together and shout out our demands, but we must remember that we must not damage any brick or tile in the East City.
Smashing up shops and stealing goods will absolutely not be allowed to happen!"
This is something that must be avoided. Their task is just to call the merchants and stir up the people to gather here, so as to attract the attention of the court. This is enough. As long as there is a reason for the merchants to gather and the people are dissatisfied, the rest of the things will happen naturally.
Let the big guys above the court worry about it.
"Let's go in!"
"Walk!"
The crowd roared into the dark East City, and then clusters of torches were lit, making the entire East City Center area as bright as day.
At the same time, people from various villages came to support each other. Some of these people were bankers from famous families, some were tenants, and some were slaves...Assigned by the family, they all set out from each village, and they poured into Dongshi like a confluence of rivers.
within.
Hu Chong wiped the rain off his face, his face was full of excitement, and the blood in his body seemed to be burning! Merchants, vendors, and ordinary people gathered here just to express their demands. Although it was unreasonable,
But as long as it doesn’t violate national laws, then it’s okay!
I just resisted the demolition of Dongshi and hoped to resume normal operations, but I didn’t want to rebel...
After this is done, I will definitely be favored and reused by the family. Just think about the fact that I will return to the house with a halo and become the most awesome steward. I will suddenly become a celebrity in front of the head of the family. A golden road is at my feet.
Hu Chong was so excited that he wanted to howl!
The East Market was as bright as day and crowded with people. Hundreds of people gathered here, standing quietly in the open space after demolition, raising their arms and shouting loud slogans!
"Want to eat!"
"We have a family to support!"
"Stop the demolition!"
“Back in business!”
In the silent night, a thunderous sound echoed through the sky.
Chang'an is shocked!
*****
Changsun Huan had just taken a bath. He wiped all the moisture from his body in the warm bathtub. After changing into dry clothes for a day, he held the fragrant tea offered by the maid in his hand. Instead of drinking it, he walked to the window and pushed it open.
Looking out the window at the darkening night, his eyes twinkled.
Since the afternoon, people have been coming in and out of the house from time to time, walking in a hurry and looking solemn. Changsun Huan didn't know what these people were doing. He couldn't ask, and he didn't dare to ask, because these people were all his father's confidants. When it came to the real level of trust,
, even taller than his son...
But Changsun Huan is not an idiot. As long as a seemingly solid egg is knocked, there will always be a crack. What's more, he is a genuine son of the Changsun family? He holds the say in the "East Datang Company", plus he is now
The identity of the heir to the Changsun family has almost been determined, which gives him many means to explore the deeper secrets of the Changsun family.
It's actually not that difficult to bribe one or two of Dad's people...
So Changsun Huan soon learned the reason for the unusual commotion in the mansion.
Changsun Huan fell silent.
There was no immediate warning to Fang Jun...
Encourage the merchants and hawkers of Dongshi to coerce the people into launching a civil uprising?
Changsun Huan had to admit that Jiang was still too old. His father just sent an insignificant person, and then he grabbed Fang Jun's throat tightly.
What is most important to an emperor?
It’s not about rolling financial revenue, it’s not about the everlasting imperial hegemony, it’s about…stability.
Everything must be based on the premise of stability, especially for His Majesty Li Er, an emperor who relied on a coup to seize the country and ascend the throne! Because he lacks a justifiable confidence, he is particularly concerned about it.
The trends of the government.
Once a civil uprising breaks out in Dongshi, the first thing His Majesty Li Er will think of is not the purpose behind it, but the need to suppress the trend as soon as possible.
As it should be, Fang Jun, the culprit who caused Dongcheng's upheaval, is the first person to stand up and take responsibility...
I believe that my father's plan is definitely not just that. If he can contact several well-known censors in the censorship and jointly impeach Fang Jun, I am afraid that his majesty will have no choice but to cut off his arm and abandon Fang Jun.
Already.
Responsibility must always be borne by someone...
Changsun Huan felt a little confused.
It stands to reason that he should have sent someone to give Fang Jun a warning as soon as possible. Not only had Fang Jun not treated him badly in the past few years, but he also established his status in the Changsun family by sending "Eastern Datang Trading Company" to him.
It can be said that his "eldest son" was won for him by Fang Jun.
But at the same time, Changsun Huan could not hide the jealousy in his heart.
The most important thing is that an idea popped up uncontrollably in Changsun Huan's mind at this moment - if Fang Jun is disgusted and abandoned by His Majesty Li Er one day, then will the person in charge of "Dong Datang Company" have his turn?
On your own head?
"Dong Datang Company" was founded by Fang Jun, but except for him, the others all obeyed orders. No one can threaten his status. It can be said that it is a dominant family and it is firmly in control.
That huge benefit.
As long as Fang Jun falls, anyone will have a chance to fight for his position. And with his eldest grandson Huan close to the water, who dares to say that there is no chance?
The blood flowing all over his body accelerated uncontrollably. Changsun Huan felt that he was more excited than when he held Changsun Dan's damn concubine under him and did whatever he wanted!
Taking a deep breath, Changsun Huan forced himself to calm down. Decisions made when he was impulsive were very likely to be wrong. He had to calmly think about the benefits and losses, and calculate the possibilities after making the decision. His situation was very good now.
, you must not lose everything because of a wrong decision.
Standing quietly in front of the window, the drizzle was falling in front of his eyes, and a cool breeze blew on him, making his mind gradually clear.
Until the tea cup in your hand is slightly cold...
"Come here!" Changsun Huan called out in a low voice.
"Here!" A middle-aged man in a green shirt and a small cap came briskly behind Changsun Huan. This was his most trusted confidant.
"Fang Jun must have rushed to Dongshi at this moment. He immediately went to tell him that someone was inciting merchants and hawkers to provoke a civil uprising. He wanted to impeach him and told him to be extremely careful not to make the matter bigger again."
"Here!"
The middle-aged man responded, turned around and left.
"Stop!" Changsun Huan called out to the man, pondered for a moment, and said softly: "The time for waiting for a cup of tea is over."
The time for a cup of tea... must be irretrievable over there, right?
Changsun Huan stood tall and straight in front of the window, his eyes looking far away in the direction of Dongshi through the lingering rain.
Friendship?
Benefit?
Which one is more important?
Where to go?
When did he start to become so cold?
Was it the day when he seduced Chang Sun Dan's concubine into bed, or the day when he secretly met Chang Sun Chong in the city?