Merchants have been synonymous with cunning since ancient times and have a bad reputation.

But starting from the late Yongle period, the Ming Dynasty actually implemented policies to encourage business, so this regime was the best for businessmen.

But Fang Xing in front of him did not dare to have any ambition, so they could only express their anger.

"Brother, all those traitors deserve to die!"

"Yes, we are willing to reward the army! We are willing to pay as military pay..."

Fang Xing looked at them coldly, and after the voice gradually disappeared, he said, "People say that reading is wise, make people sober, and make people know loyalty and righteousness, but I don't think so after reading it today!"

The merchants bowed their heads and said nothing.

Fang Xing continued, "Don't you read many books?"

Those people shook their heads silently.

Fang Xing sighed and said, "Cleaning out the contributions of the south is a national policy. The north has been cleaned up, so why can't the south move?"

Businessmen are probably the best group of people in the world who are good at speculation. Of course, officials are sometimes more speculative than them.

So someone figured out Fang Xing’s intentions and said loudly: “Brother, there are many gentry in the south, and they have more fields.”

Starting with one person, the rest of the businessmen expressed their opinions.

"Yes, they are robbing and collecting investments, and they are very powerful!"

"They swallowed the fields and didn't pay taxes. The remaining farmers would be pitiful and all accumulated on their heads. Poor farmers would be honest, otherwise they would have been forced to rebel long ago."

As soon as these bold words came out, all the merchants shut up, and everyone finally looked at the person who was talking.

Fang Xing nodded to the panicked Mo Yuanxing and said, "That's right, those gentry took advantage of the Ming Dynasty. As for whether the people can survive and whether they will rebel, they don't care at all. What should these people do?"

There was more grief in his eyes and he said, "Mr. Huo is so loyal and fierce. Who dares to take action with such loyal ministers? But they dare! Because they have never taken this Ming Dynasty to heart and take it seriously, their eyes... only themselves!"

Boom!

The people present seemed to hear a bolt from the blue. They looked at each other and found that everyone was looking down on their faces.

This is the clarion call for the offensive against some Confucian ‘elites’!

Fang Xing continued to say, "What should we do when facing these shameless people?"

His eyes swept over these people, and the merchants' eyes flashed and their faces were filled with joy. Most of the people watching looked serene, and most of them were from the gentry family to inquire about the news.

This is the time!

Businessmen should know how to speculate, otherwise they will not be qualified businessmen.

Mo Yuanxing didn't know how to speculate. He only knew that he was optimistic about the Shenxianju in Jinling, so Mochou would not treat him badly.

So when those businessmen were still thinking about how to speculate, they took sides because of their position.

"We should all be exiled and let them harm overseas!"

Mo Yuanxing's close relationship with the Fang family was less taboo: "Brother, those people are greedy, so they should abolish their privileges. Those who violate the king's law should do whatever they want. Those who have not committed any crimes should keep a close eye on them and let them farm and support themselves!"

He was once angry with the gentry when he was in his hometown. At this moment, he was supported by Fang Xing, so he would not be afraid of those guys who were powerless.

Everyone was listening to Mo Yuanxing's complaints, and he was talking about the gentry in the village that year.

Someone who didn't know asked others in a low voice. After learning about Mo Yuanxing's identity, he couldn't help but secretly wonder whether all this was Fang Xing's layout.

After Mo Yuanxing finished speaking, Fang Xing said, "You have been in Shenxianju for a long time, but you have gained insight. It's great. Let's go back and help Mochou."

Mo Yuanxing said this for a moment. After Fang Xing praised this, he was so happy that he knew he wanted to cover it up, so his face turned red, like a monkey butt.

Fang Xing nodded to him, and then said to the merchants: "The status of merchants in the Ming Dynasty is getting higher and higher. Apart from being unable to enter politics, what are you missing? In the future, I dare to say that you are no different from others. What do you think of doing in such a Ming Dynasty and such a Majesty?"

There was a silence. Just when Mo Yuanxing wanted to say a few words, someone raised his arms and shouted: "Those who objected were traitors, long live your Majesty!"

"Long live your Majesty!"

The shouting was a bit abrupt, without any transition, but Fang Xing didn't mind this.

He said solemnly: "It seems that the merchant is on the side of the Ming Dynasty and His Majesty, OK!"

He solemnly clasped his fists to these merchants, and then rode away surrounded by soldiers.

No one was staring at them anymore, but these merchants didn't know if there were people from Dongchang and Jinyiwei in the middle of this group of people.

This is an opportunity to make contributions and earn performance!

So someone shouted: "Let's go to the government office to petition, so that those traitors will have nowhere to hide!"

"Yes, go to the government office, go to the six ministries, go to the Ministry of the Ministry to investigate the office..."

So the group of merchants walked in a mighty manner on the street, under the sun, and they were still enthusiastic.

No, it's the anger that remains unabated.

Many people joined along the way, and became more and more magnificent.

When we went to block the six ministries and the government office, we woke up and came to the Cao family.

Cao An had already gone to the Imperial College. Cao Jin sat alone under the tree, looking at a piece of rotten wood.

"The Duke of Yuanshan didn't need to entertain him, he just said something, and then left."

Cao Jin's turbid old eyes were calm. After the old servant served tea, he said, "I already know about Anxiang County... In the past, the gentry kept saying that they were loyal, but secretly digging the corners of the Ming Dynasty. These men could see clearly."

Fang Xing nodded and expressed his respect for his opinion.

Cao Jin sighed and continued, "You can plot against the enemy and even break through the county town. This is shocking in the south where poetry and books are passed down from generation to generation and culture are prosperous. How many have you heard of it?"

Fang Xing shook his head and said sarcastically: "Yes, so far, there are almost one hundred cases, which is much more than the ones in the north. Fang will never dare to say anything like the weak and brave words in the south in the future. He underestimated the heroes of the south!"

Cao Jin's eyes were desolate and said, "Those people are selfish, but there are many loyal people. But I really don't know how long those loyal people can last in front of money. Just like those officials, they show their loyalty when they come, and act as a mighty person to the people below. Two faces are disgusting!"

This was a bit cynical, but Fang Xing just smiled.

"Yes, there will definitely be a public opinion on this in the court. Those who say that the gentry in the south are the foundation of the Ming Dynasty don't know how long they can last after this time."

Fang Xing saw Cao Jin showing fatigue, and hurriedly said, "As you said just now, those people are only a few. How can most people be separated from them? This is a question that Fang has been thinking about. The distant mountains are highly respected and should be able to give some guidance."

Cao Jin said clearly: "Xinghe Bo, you asked Wang Shang to make a Mingbao in Shandong. Now I want to make a sensation in the south. This is to start from the north and the south to suppress Confucianism!"

Fang Xing was silent for a moment, but he finally told the truth.

"Duke Shan, many things depend on the general trend. Where is the general trend of the Ming Dynasty?"

Cao Jin looked at Fang Xing lightly, but shook his head and said nothing.

Fang Xing said: "The general trend of the Ming Dynasty is innovating."

The cicadas on the tree were chirping, Fang Xing patted the trunk, but the noise was still the same. He smiled and said, "Looking at history, every dynasty and every generation cannot last long, and then it is corrupt everywhere, which is difficult to continue. How about the Ming Dynasty?"

Cao Jin still said nothing.

Fang Xing knew that the old man was listening and had agreed, but he needed to give a reason.

"Your Majesty has the ambition to turn the world around now, but he has stopped him a lot, and the largest of them is the gentry."

"No, not the biggest, but almost all gentry!"

Fang Xing finally said, "Your Majesty will not be weak, I believe it deeply. So what about the gentry? Do you want to face the slightest point of your Majesty?"

He bowed and left.

The cicadas were still chirping under the big tree, and Cao Jin closed his eyes and seemed to be asleep.

The old servant was dozing beside him until he was woken up by Cao Jin.
Chapter completed!