When a wisp of breeze blew by in the morning, all the mist on the Slender West Lake was blown away, and a red sun slowly rose from the east, illuminating the entire Yangzhou City brightly and brilliantly, and Yangzhou City once again fell into prosperity.
On the long street, dozens or hundreds of local gangsters mingled with the crowd and shouted loudly, constantly urging others to join in.
When Wei Yang dies, he dies. There are as many such clan members as there are in the Wei family. Even if he is his own nephew, Wei Chunhua will not shed a single tear.
But if he can be used to inspire people, he is a good son of the Wei family!
Therefore, hundreds of poor people from Yangzhou City took the money, and their eyes were all red with eyes. Under the instigation of the local gangsters, they took sticks and shouted slogans of killing corrupt officials and went straight to the Yamen of the Salt Patrol Censor.
And go.
Lin Zhao had already been waiting with peace of mind.
Under his order, the gates of the Yanxunyan Censor's Yamen were all opened, and a Taishi's chair was placed in the middle. Facing the door, one could see the street at a glance, and Lin Zhao was sitting on the Taishi's chair, looking leisurely.
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He even took the time to hold a bowl of tea and sip it slowly.
Zhang Wannian and other Qing guests naturally hid in the backyard, together with Lin Ruhai's family servants, protected by the few worshippers. In the front yard, there were some people gathered by Li Long and Lin Zhao.
Li Long whispered beside Lin Zhao: "Lin Dianshi, everything is arranged!"
Lin Zhao nodded slightly, glanced at the door with a little expectancy and said, "I hope the opera singers won't disappoint me today!"
While he was talking, a government official rushed over, knelt down in front of Lin Zhao and said respectfully: "I am reporting to Lin Dianshi that there is a mob of about hundreds of people coming in force."
Lin Zhao chuckled and said to Li Long: "The curtain has opened!"
At this moment, noises came from outside the yard.
"Kill corrupt officials and reduce salt tax!"
“Give Yangzhou a bright and sunny day!”
With the power of the Wei family and the salt merchants, they incited countless people along the way. Originally there were only a few hundred people, but by the time they reached the Yamen Gate, the number had tripled.
There were more than a thousand people.
At this time, it was completely dark outside the gate, and the government officials who were watching the gate had long been frightened and hid, which only increased the courage of these people.
Among the crowd, at the front were a group of gangsters with savage faces, each holding sticks and other weapons in their hands. Coupled with the large number of people, it looked very shocking at first glance.
A guy with a tuft of hair on his face held a whistle stick in his hand and moved a stone from nowhere. He stood on it and shouted loudly: "Fathers and fellow villagers, the Lin family and his son relied on the emperor's trust to seduce
The emperor imposed additional taxes on me in Yangzhou. Wei Yang, a small businessman, was killed by this corrupt official just for arguing his case. It was clear from the scene that he skinned us and drew our blood. Everyone said what should we do!"
"Kill corrupt officials, kill traitors!"
"Revenge Wei Yang!"
"Kill for life!"
Waves of shouts of killing soared into the sky. Not to mention the shock in the hearts of everyone in the front yard, they could also be heard in the backyard.
Jia Min held Xiao Daiyu in her arms and comforted her in a low voice: "Daiyu, don't be afraid, my brother will be able to fight off the bad guys soon!"
Daiyu hugged her mother and nodded repeatedly, but she could not help but tremble.
Lin Ruhai sat on the Grand Master's chair with an indifferent expression, but when she looked at Jia Min and Daiyu, there was guilt in her eyes.
If his son hadn't deduced everything accurately, Lin Ruhai wouldn't have dared to do it.
At this time, in the front yard, Lin Zhao stood up slowly, strode forward, and walked directly to the gate. He seemed not to take this group of mobs seriously, and these mobs did not seem to expect that Lin Zhao would be so bold.
Instead of running away, he walked towards them. For a moment, everyone became quiet and stared at Lin Zhao one by one.
Lin Zhao glanced around and saw that the crowd was full of strong men, and couldn't help but smile.
Linzhou and Suzhou violently resisted taxation and beat tax officials to death because the power in the hands of these tax officials was not as strong as that of the locals.
And what about the power in Lin Zhao’s hands?
Blindly copying some things is just a waste of time.
In the distance, there is a private room on the second floor of a restaurant.
On the high pavilion in the distance, some people who had arrived early were watching from a distance.
Thousands of tenants, who had been bribed and encouraged by Wei Yang's death, surrounded the gate of Xunyan Censor's Yamen. It could be said that this time Lin Ruhai was already a turtle in the urn, and Lin Zhao could not fly.
You must know that there is a story about the "Five Tombstones" in Suzhou in the previous dynasty, and these people behind the scenes understand it very well.
You must know that the law does not punish the public, even if Lin Ruhai and Lin Zhao were beaten to death, and their families were insulted, in the end, as long as a few "righteous men" were randomly introduced as the scapegoats, wouldn't the matter be over?
Even if the emperor of Chang'an City still believes in Lin Ruhai, as long as Lin Zhao is beaten to death, even if Lin Ruhai is not dead, he is just a toothless tiger, and an eagle with broken wings, can he still have an egg?
Chang'an is more than a thousand miles away from Yangzhou, and the emperor has just ascended the throne. Will he go on a killing spree for a useless censor?
All you need to do is withdraw a few scapegoats, and there will be nothing you can do about it that day.
In short, in the end, the emperor will understand that Yangzhou's commercial taxes cannot be collected.
Lin Zhao said calmly: "You are armed with murderous weapons, gathering a crowd to besiege the imperial yamen, and intimidating officials and subordinates. We know that this is a capital crime for killing officials and rebelling!"
The crowd was slightly in an uproar, and many people suddenly sneered.
When the words "kill officials and rebel" come out, doesn't it mean that this Lin Zhao is a stern person?
A bunch of idiots waved their whistle sticks and shouted loudly: "Don't listen to the threats of this gangster. We are doing justice to the emperor by killing corrupt officials. As the saying goes, the law does not punish everyone, how can the emperor kill all of us?"
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Lin Zhao sighed slightly and looked at these guys with fierce faces.
It was obvious that these guys were very familiar with gathering a crowd to commit murder.
No wonder the salt tax in Yangzhou is getting less and less every year.
"Since you are so stubborn, don't blame Bendianshi for being rude!"
While speaking, Lin Zhao shouted loudly: "The mob has gathered to rebel, and they must be killed according to the law. Li Long, get ready!"
Following Lin Zhao's order, the mob at the door suddenly looked confused.
At this moment, Li Long had already jumped onto the wall.
And following him, the dozen or so men who were originally in the yard also jumped up to the wall and lined up.
Everyone holds a powerful bow in their hands, with sharp arrows on the bow. The tips of the arrows shine in the sun, making people frightened.
When Zuomao and the others saw the many archers surrounding them, with arrows pointing at them all from a distance, their expressions suddenly changed.
Although there were only a dozen bows on the wall, more than a dozen people stood in a row, bending their bows and setting arrows. This power directly intimidated many people.
Suddenly someone threw the stick in his hand and seemed to retreat.
"when!"
"when!"
"when!"
The sound of sticks hitting the ground one after another attracted a large number of people.
When there are more people, the herd effect arises.
If one person retreats, others will inevitably retreat again and again.
At this moment, a scholar dressed as a scholar shouted: "Don't panic, don't make chaos. The Salt Patrol Censor Yamen has no power to kill people. They are just intimidating everyone!"
Many desperate mobs heard this and shouted loudly, as if they were grasping at straws: "If the law does not punish the people, Lin Gou Guan will never dare to kill wantonly!"
The tuft of hair also regained its ferocious look, took two strides forward, tore open the shirt on his chest with a "stab" sound, revealing the furry flesh, and shouted loudly: "Traitor! Come and kill me if you can! It's you."
Has this little baby, whose fur is not fully grown, ever seen a dead person? Back then..."
"Crack!"
There was a clear sound, and a tuft of triumphant hair was blown away. His whole body was whipped like a top, flying across the air, knocking down more than a dozen people along the way, and fell to the ground, looking half-dead.
Everyone could even see that the left side of this guy's face was so swollen from being slapped that the entire facial bones were probably broken.
Everyone fell silent immediately.
Lin Zhao sighed slightly. He didn't want to hit these ordinary people, but there were always some people who provoked him, especially these mobs. They were completely accomplices, and it would be a pity to kill them!
So after he slapped him, he immediately shouted: "Shoot an arrow for me!"
Following Lin Zhao's order, a dozen archers headed by Li Long immediately shot out their arrows, and the mob suddenly screamed and begged for mercy.
You know, in ancient times, it took at least two or three years to train an archer, and the longest those Lin Zhao had gathered with him were only two months.
Logically speaking, you cannot train an archer in two months.
But Lin Zhao is different.
He only needs to put the talisman on the bow and arrows to make these arrows hit the target.
It's just that these archers don't know it either, and they think they are magic archers.
"Spare your life, sir, please spare your life..."
"I don't dare anymore, I don't dare anymore..."
"I don't want any more money, I want to go home!"
At least a dozen of the hundreds of people fell to the ground in an instant. Seeing their companions falling to the ground one by one after being hit by arrows, these mobs had never seen such a cruel situation before, and they all collapsed immediately.
Especially when some people saw an arrow stuck between the necks of their companions, and when they fell in front of them, they were so frightened that their legs trembled, and they fell limply. Some even emitted a fishy stench, and their faces turned pale.
Faced with these people's begging for mercy, Lin Zhao ignored them and didn't even take a look at them.
As soon as he waved his hand, the servants brought over the grand master's chair.
Lin Zhao sat down again, took the bowl of still warm tea, and closed his eyes in a leisurely manner, paying no attention to the mob or the onlookers in the distance.
In the private rooms on the second floor of the restaurant in the distance, a group of people who were looking forward to watching a good show were all dumbfounded.
"How dare he?"
"That kid is crazy! He dares to kill someone!"
"He is so cruel! He will be infamy for thousands of years!"
"We will send a message to the Yangzhou magistrate as soon as possible, and we will definitely put this man who commits violence on the street into a prison!"