"Butter tea, fragrant!"

"The freshly baked sesame cake..."

It was another morning, and the lively market kicked off with the sound of a long hawking in the restaurant.

There are rows of shops and crowds of people.

The fragrance of tea, meat, and rice scent wafting in the wind.

The sound of wheels, footsteps, laughter, sounds are heard.

~~

"Okay! Everyone!"

In the lobby of the Lao Yutai Teahouse on Qianmen Street, a businessman-like official held the newspaper in his hand and smiled at the crowd in Wuyang and Wuyang around him, "All students in a province in Shandong have finished the exam? Haha, scholars don't want fame, it's so fucking fresh!"

In ten days, news from Shandong has spread throughout the capital.

As the people who have won first-hand world events, Yingtian Times not only immediately published the whole story on the front page, but also wrote down the court's handling plan.

"What's wrong with a scholar? The scholar can't explain it clearly when he meets a soldier!" someone next to him smiled, "Why are you going to face the court, why are you going to face the King of Hell?"

"Hahaha!" There was a burst of laughter around.

"If you want to say that this imperial envoy is a little cruel in Shandong!" A man wearing a Confucian scholar's robe frowned, "Isn't it just that someone else's land is buried in his name? Is it so cruel?"

As he said that, he shook his head and sighed, "Just breathed a sigh of fame and honor for more than 30 juren, and killed four or five highly respected gentry, which made the people resentful! I don't know what the dynasty's masters thought. It would be fine if they didn't dismiss Li Zhigang's imperial envoy, but they also asked him to arrest the troublemakers! It was simply... a treacherous minister came out of the court!"

He spoke indignantly and gritted his teeth.

Upon hearing this, the rich businessman who spoke at the beginning was immediately dissatisfied and retorted, "Ha? This is a trivial matter? This brother, scholars can also be exempted from taxes, but the court did not say that they can help others to exempt from taxes and food! This is not..." As he said, he patted his elbow, "It is said that scholars must be loyal to the court for the sake of their family, country and the world. Isn't this elbow turning out?"

"You..." The man in Confucian robe was furious, "The court never said that you can't help others with the ground, right? You can do it without any prohibition!" As he said, he said with hatred, "The way of heaven is bright, and there will be a judgment!"

"Bah, you little pole!"

The wealthy businessman in the foreign country cursed directly, "What kind of damn law can be done without prohibition? The national law of the Ming Dynasty has not said that it cannot poop to other people's doorsteps? I will go to your doorsteps tomorrow, do you think it's okay?"

"You..." The Confucian scholar was furious, "Do you dare?"

The wealthy businessman ignored him, turned to look at others, and sneered, "They are all people with two legs and one head. Why can they become Wenquxing after reading a few days of reading, and they can be exempted from grain and disbursement? We ordinary people have to pay grain and pay taxes?"

As he said that, his voice became louder, "Qianmen Street, I rented three shops and handed over the commercial tax to Yingtianfu every year to clearly price 30 yuan silver dollars... Last month I bought 100 pieces of silk, and the city tax was 50 yuan silver dollars. This year, the tax alone is almost 100 yuan, and ordinary people will never earn this money in their entire lives!"

"What did this newspaper say in the past? The imperial court collected taxes from the people to use for the people. Our taxes were used to help the orphans, build bridges and pave roads, and maintain troops and defend the country!"

"Those are all people of the Ming Dynasty. Why don't they pay taxes if they have fame? No matter how good he is, is he really worth the taxes?"

"I want me to tell you! It's right to punish these gentry and scholars. The court can't always bully us ordinary people, right? This year, the court has taxes, donations and bad luck. We work hard and can't leave a few melons left. They don't have enough food and drink! It's right to mess with them!"

The voices outside the wealthy businessman were getting louder and louder, and more and more people were around, and they all followed each other with all their mouths.

This is what happens in the world. Someone is unlucky and someone is happy.

"Oh, Master Six!" The tea shopkeeper saw that the staff member became less and less sensible. He quickly bowed over and filled the tea with his own smile, "Look at what you said, if you are a commoner, then we businessmen should not live!" As he said, he said diligently, "I will bring you a plate of freshly released snacks, and you will cushion your stomach?"

"Cao, just say it clearly if you don't let me speak!" The official who called Liu Ye to laugh and scolded.

~~

“Justice is in the hearts of the people!”

On the table in the corner of the teahouse, Xie Jin smiled and said to Zhu Yunxi, who was dressed in a low-coated manner, "This person's words are rough and not rough. Although the new policy touches the interests of the gentry, the people at the bottom must be truly happy!"

Zhu Yunxi, who was holding Yingtian Times, smiled, then put down the newspaper, picked up the snacks on the table and took a bite, "The key is to guide you!"

As he said that, he clicked on the newspaper on the table, "You who run the newspaper is the mouthpiece of the court. You must explain the powerful relationship to the people clearly, and only when the people understand it will sincerely support it."

"What you said is, I will remember!" Xie Jin smiled in a low voice, but then he said in a low voice, "Is the Imperial College and the Imperial College have not stopped many days? There are scholars from the north who are privately connecting with each other, and want to..."

Zhu Yunxiu picked up the teacup and said, "What are you going to do?"

"I said I wanted to write a letter!" Xie Jin lowered his voice again, "I also said I wanted to... I wanted to go to Duke Cao's mansion to question him in person, and I'll understand!"

"Ha!" Hearing this, Zhu Yunxiu couldn't help laughing.

The two of them are now taking the blame for the incident in Shandong.

One is Li Zhigang, and the other is Duke Cao Li Jinglong.

Especially the latter, the emperor and his close ministers, openly said in the court that since the exam was cancelled, there was no need to take the exam, and all the students who caused trouble would be just fame.

If you say such words, it would be strange if you don’t become the target of public criticism in the hearts of scholars!

"Master!" Xie Jin said again, "If the students from the Imperial College and the Imperial College also make a fuss, it would be difficult to deal with it. Why don't you catch a few?"

"No!" Zhu Yunxiu shook his head and said, "Young students are enthusiastic and prone to fever. What they want to say is as long as they don't let them say too much. If they arrest people because they say something, what will the court become? The Ming Dynasty will not let people speak?"

"You are talking about it!" Xie Jin said again.

At this time, Zhu Yunxiu looked outside, "Why haven't Li Jinglong come yet?"

~~

"Hurry up!"

Li Jinglong had just changed into casual clothes and didn't even tie the buttons tightly. He came out of the back door of the Duke's Mansion, got on the carriage, and urged him.

Li Xiaowai, the personal soldier who was driving the car, said, "Master, you can sit down!"

"Hurry up!" Li Jinglong cursed, "These dogs at home, the emperor uploaded me, and I don't know how to report them as soon as possible?"

"drive!"

Li Xiaowai shook the whip, curled his lips, and said in his heart, "Why do you tell you right away if you are not in the mansion? Could it be that I will chase Qiuxiangyuan and tell you?"

"Little Wai!" Li Jinglong asked loudly in the carriage, "Is there no smell of powder on my body?" As he said, he said in annoyance, "I had known that I had just washed my clothes. If I had let Master Long smell it, I would not be able to explain it clearly!"

Li Xiaowai laughed silently and said in his heart, "You don't have the smell of powder, but there is a red mark on your neck. I don't know who sucked it for you!"

In the carriage, Li Jinglong was inexplicably irritable.

The emperor sent someone to spread him early in the morning, and I don’t know if it was a good or a bad thing?

In fact, he hasn't dared to go out these days. Since he went into the court that day, he has become a stinking street among scholars.

These days the concierge said that there are always students from the Imperial College and the Imperial College who cursed at his doorstep.

What kind of treacherous ministers and traitors, what kind of vulgar martial artists, etc.

"These scholars who have suffered from plague cannot be beaten or scolded!" Li Jinglong was secretly angry.

Suddenly, there was a sudden whistle outside and the carriage stopped.

"What's wrong?" Li Jinglong asked.
Chapter completed!