As the monarch and his ministers bargained over the price.
Whispering.
After the factory guards divided up the stolen goods confiscated last night, the guards and eunuchs who followed closely behind felt frightened again.
I really want to cover my ears and blind my eyes.
Is this something done by wise kings and loyal ministers?
Zhang Jianxiu, who was following closely behind, couldn't help but look strange. He was also the head of the factory guard, and his sister-in-law and His Majesty looked affectionate and flirting with each other.
But he, the commander of the Imperial Guard, was completely unable to get a word in.
No choice.
Zhang Jianxiu looked a little strange, and began to think that the factory guards had confiscated nothing from the Shanxi Guild Hall last night. The factory guards must not do anything to Zhang Siwei and the Jindang.
The Jin Party is huge in strength and intricately connected.
Can't move yet.
It involves too much.
He had already discussed with Shen Lie, and at most he would find a few unlucky guys, the little shrimps, to scare the monkeys and kill the Jin Party's majestic people!
However, Zhang Jianxiu thought that the belongings of those Tatar merchants and the hundreds of thousands of taels of cash hidden in the guild hall were probably lost in the tiger's mouth.
"this……"
It’s really like a wild goose plucking its hair!
Seeing the emperor and Shen Lie walking further and further away, with the intimate expressions on their faces, Zhang Jianxiu couldn't help but touch his head.
But I don’t know.
Do the emperor and his sister-in-law usually talk like this?
This is really surprising.
So brave.
I don’t dare to beat him to death!
But looking at Long Live Master's cheerful look, he was not angry at all because of Shen Lie's wantonness, but rather enjoyed it.
Think carefully.
There is really some mystery in it.
As the fourth son of the Taishi Mansion, Zhang Jianxiu has long been annoyed by the red tape and smelly rules in his family, but as the emperor...
I have received the most stringent education and the strictest rules in the palace since I was a child. I must have been very fed up with this, because I hate the word "rules" the most.
This gave Zhang Jianxiu a flash of inspiration.
He thought of Yao Guangxiao, the mastermind behind Master Yongle back then.
Yao Guangxiao, born in the late Yuan Dynasty, became a monk in his early years. He was well versed in Confucianism, Taoism, and Buddhism. He was good at poetry and prose. He knew astronomy and geography. His Dharma name was Daoyan.
This is the person!
He was both a teacher and friend with Emperor Chengzu, and he single-handedly planned the Jingnan Campaign, which changed the history of the Ming Dynasty and wrote a significant mark in history.
It was this life-long friend of Lord Yongle who single-handedly brought Zhu Di, who had no chance of aspiring to the throne, to make a comeback in the face of absolute adversity.
Perhaps Emperor Chengzu and Monk Daoyan also got along like this.
"Why."
But Zhang Jianxiu could only sigh. He actually wanted to imitate Shen Lie and act wildly, and he also wanted to go crazy, but he...
I can’t learn!
As a result, Master Zhang's heart was filled with a faint sigh, and even sour water filled his heart.
In the blink of an eye, it was two days later.
early morning.
After a night.
The sun rises from the east as usual.
The people who had spent a long night in anxiety opened their doors and looked around cautiously, only to see...
The checkpoints on the streets were finally withdrawn, and the murderous three battalions of troops were also withdrawn.
The people breathed a sigh of relief and cautiously took to the streets to buy rice, noodles, firewood, rice, oil, salt and other daily necessities.
seem.
Everything in the capital has returned to normal, and the prosperity of the past has returned. Something magical seems to have happened in the capital in the summer of the tenth year of Wanli.
It's three o'clock in the morning.
The streets became crowded and bustling again.
On the streets and alleys.
Good people get together to exchange news, trying to analyze something from a few words, but for ordinary people.
All that can be seen are some grain stores, rice stores are closed, their plaques have been removed, and some Taoist temples that used to be popular.
Some places harboring filth and evil people evaporated in just a few days and nights.
Disappeared.
Those closed doors and empty houses are really heart-breaking, as if these places have never existed in this world.
The believers, foolish men and women, were at a loss what to do. They just gathered together and were dispersed by factory guards patrolling the streets.
correct.
There were more factory guards wearing brown clothes or bright red brocade clothes and carrying swords on the streets, and they walked through the streets in neat formations.
Although people are panicked, there is order.
After another moment.
The common people finally discovered something unusual. As the wandering common people carried old clothes and rotten jewelry into one of the pawn shops, they found out...
The pawn shop owner who used to be aloof and aloof has actually become much more restrained. Even the pawn shop guards, who used to be brutal and unreasonable, are now all smiles when they see him.
Even the price given in the pawn shop was a bit higher.
Even more so.
The three-point profit of the ticket number became two points.
The people were confused and confused, but they finally got three meals a day and could last for several days without having to sell their children.
As for what to eat and drink in the next few days.
talk later.
"That's a good thing!"
"I heard... the emperor sent factory guards to attack the Shanxi Guild Hall!"
So one spreads it to ten, and ten spreads it to a hundred.
With the evil-doing, greedy and brutal Shanxi pawnshops, pawnshops and pawnshops became low-key, and people in the capital became restless.
"The Emperor's Holy Ming!"
In the blink of an eye it was afternoon again.
Suddenly.
A piece of news spread, igniting the restless hearts.
"I heard...Long Live Lord ordered people to post notices outside the gates of the inner city, ordering the Military and Horse Divisions of the Five Cities, the Hundred Household Offices of the East Jishi Factory, and the Guards Stations of the Jinyi Guards...to open their doors to accept the people's petitions.
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"You can also find the censor who patrols the city!"
"Anyone who has been blackmailed by the dirty clothes gang, deceived by the Qinglian Sect, or defrauded by the pawnshop account can file a lawsuit if they have any injustice!"
When the news spread, the restlessness quickly turned into a pot of boiling water.
It started to boil.
In less than half an hour, the people who had complained about their grievances blocked the Jinyi Guardhouse, the Dongchang Yamen, and the Wucheng Military and Horse Department.
Even the censor who patrolled the city was stopped by the people in the street.
Surrounded.
His hands were quickly filled with petitions.
Another hour later.
Even the scholars and children who wrote petitions in the streets were overwhelmed by the crowd, and the grievances they had suffered for many years broke out all at once.
This scene.
It makes the upper-class people with ulterior motives in teahouses and restaurants restless, and their eyes are full of gloom or resentment...
same time.
Inner city, Wenhua Hall.
The subordinate officials were so busy that they piled official documents one after another in front of Acting Chief Assistant Shen Shixing, while Mr. Shen Ge was immersed in handling the official documents.
And inside the palace.
About thirty Jin Party officials stood with their hands folded, some were frightened, some were indignant, noisy and arguing...
Others watched with cold eyes, thinking of betraying the Jin Party and joining the Zhejiang Party.
"Mr. Shen, now the factory guards are rampant, cholera is affecting the government, and the country will not be able to rule the country!?"
"Mr. Shen... I am a famous member of the religion, and we share the same spirit. Gong Shen and my old mentor are ministers in the same palace, and we have always been on good terms... Gong Shen, please take charge of it."
"Shen Gongli should take action to kill that faint king..."
This word "Hunjun" made Shen Shixing's complexion change slightly. He couldn't sit still, so he slapped the table hard, and two words escaped from his throat.
"Silence!"
Then the Wenhua Hall became quiet.
The officials of the Zhejiang Party who were watching the show couldn't help but sneered in their hearts. These idiots must have become stupid in reading!
