Chapter 10 Star Gazing (Next)

These men in black were the same as those encountered by the scholars in front of the General Administration Office. They were all disabled, but the combat power they showed after cooperation with each other was far from that of Zhao Da and Liu Er. In a blink of an eye, they completely isolated the conflicting parties, then caught them separately, squatted in the stands and scolded them, "Fight, then fight, hurry up, the man is not satisfied yet."

Then Zhao Da and Liu Er were not willing to suffer the loss in front of him. They hurriedly clasped their fists on their heads and kept bowing and begging for mercy: "Brother, brothers, the villain knows that he is wrong, I know that he is wrong. Please give me your brothers a high hand and give me a high hand."

"Bah, just this little bit of urination, and even a forceful move." The leader of the man in black opened his mouth, spitted a big mouthful of saliva on the ground, and poked the two of them with a gong-beating hammer, "I have the kind of thing to go to kill the Tartars in front of the formation and besiege the people in their own nests. What's the point? The yamen hasn't given you the final say. You really have to let it go. It's not a disagreement, so you have to withdraw and behead and show it to the public."

"How can it be? Look at what brother you said, we two are just a competition, we two are just a competition." Zhao Da and Liu Er were scolded and continued to bow.

Seeing that they were willing to give in, the leader of the man in black was not too lazy to continue cursing. He cleared his throat and announced loudly: "Now I know I am wrong. What have I done long ago? On the big sign at the gate of our Zhengzheng Garden, don't pretend you don't know what it is written.

Zhao Neng, Liu Bei, you two will be fined five jin of each. They will not be allowed to go to power within three months. If you don’t pay the yamen within half a month, you will be responsible for the consequences."

When Zhao Da and Liu Er heard this, they regretted that they even wanted to vomit their intestines. They quickly continued to beg the other party to raise their hands. The leader of the man in black beat the gong and announced loudly: "It's too late. If you violate the rules, you will be punished. If you two are dissatisfied, you can appeal to Yangzhou Prefecture later, but before the complaint is concluded, you must not lose a single penny of the money you should pay."

Then, he beat the gong hard and turned his face to the others present, "Who is the next turn? Come on now, don't waste your time. Pay attention, if anyone dares to use force again, I will fight him one-on-one. Don't be able to say beautiful words, and use your fists and feet to reason. In the future, I will definitely have the final say in this political park. You must listen and shout carefully."

"Boom,." A knowing laughter broke out from the crowd watching the fun. Everyone knew that these killer men in black were all veterans crawling out of the dead. When they started, they could take one as ten. If they really decided who would say the fists and feet, everyone would have to lie down and listen to the shouts. No one could expect to stand alive on the stage.

"Next, hurry up." The leader of the man in black curled his lips, led his minions to separate the crowd, continued to walk to the periphery to maintain order, leaving the podium to the spectators around him. The latter first watched instinctively for a while, and saw that there was no trouble around him, and then slowly returned to active.

I saw a middle-aged man with a long scar on his face but dressed as a Confucian scholar. He followed the ladder and climbed the mountain to the podium near the water. He first arched his hand and made a circle bow, then raised his copper trumpet to introduce himself: "Zhao Wang Shouyi is a native of Yangzhou. He has read books for a few days. Later, he was appreciated by the general manager of the University and promoted him to the guidance of the county school. He was in Jiangwan New City in December of the previous year."

Halfway through his words, someone below shouted loudly and said, "Okay, Wang Xiucai, don't keep your little credit on your mouth all day long. Isn't it just that when General Wu defended the city, he was shot in his face? The chief executive promoted you directly to the county school teacher. What else do you want?"

"It was a poisonous arrow, it was a poisonous arrow." Wang Shouren was immediately embarrassed and sweaty. The scars on his face surged up and down like a centipede. "Poison arrow, I lay in the clinic for half a month before I got my life back. My teaching position was exchanged for my life. If you don't agree, you can go and have a fight with the Tartars before talking."

The person who was cheering in the audience immediately became three points shorter when he heard this. He waved his hand and responded with a lip, "Oh, yes, you said you are fat, you are still panting. What we want to hear is that you have any good ideas to dedicate to the chief executive, not to listen to your merits."

"Whose meritorious work has come, Wang just said, Wang just said, Wang just said, Wang was not for it, not just for himself." Wang Shouren was so angry that he refused to put down the iron trumpet. He explained a few words angrily, and then continued: "Dear fellow villagers, Wang lives in Liushufang, the north of the city, but every time he wants to go to the south of the city, he has to go by three or four miles to cross the bridge from Kanglefang. A few days ago, he heard from the prefect that the general administration office would allocate a sum of money to take it from the people and use it for the people. Wang thought that although this money would be spent on the heads of our Yangzhou people, it could not be divided by heads."

"Haha,." Many well-informed people in the audience shook their heads and laughed. The General Administration wanted to return part of the surplus from last year to the local area. This matter has been printed in the newspaper in black and white, but the specific usage is really a problem. At present, the population in Yangzhou City and Jiangwan City has recovered to more than one million. No matter how much money is divided equally by the number of people, it is probably not enough to buy a sesame cake in everyone's hands.

"So, Wang has a proposal today, asking the prefect to allocate funds to the people in the northwest of our city to build a stone bridge so that we can cross the river directly from Liushufang, and we don't have to surround the land three or four miles against the sun, making it like a dog sticking out our tongues desperately."

"Boom." The crowd in the audience suddenly burst into laughter, and they all felt that Wang Shouyi was worthy of being a scholar who had studied and thought it through thoroughly.

When scholars and celebrities from other places saw this scene, they couldn't help but widen their eyes one by one, "This is OK. How can the government spend money on this government? It's up to the people to decide."

However, just under their noses, Wang Shouyi took out papers and started collecting petitions with two thirteen or fourteen-year-old school children. The spectators walked forward one after another, either signed their name with the iron pen handed over by Wang Shouyi, or handed a handprint, and then signed by the two school children. In a blink of an eye, they signed seven or eight pages of paper. Even if it was less than a thousand, they were still in their early 970s and 80s.

While Wang Shouyi continued to collect people for petitions, another fat man named Su climbed onto the podium, raised the copper trumpet, and began to say his own proposal, that is, to ask the General Administration Office to send additional black-clothed urban management personnel to crack down on pickpockets and liars wandering around the city. Anyone who caught them would be sent to the coal mine, and such people would never be allowed to see the light of day again.

This proposal has received more support from people than before. No one wants the salary he earned after working hard in the city to be touched by a thief in a blink of an eye or was cheated by a scammer. So soon, the fat man surnamed Su got more than a dozen large pieces of paper signatures, happily held it in his hand, and found the relevant yamen to archive and file it.

Immediately afterwards, there were third, fourth and fifth people who came to the stage to publicly preach their proposals, or received satisfactory support, or returned in a bad mood. The scholars and celebrities who watched roughly calculated that basically involved the vital interests of the people in the city, it was easy to get joint signs, while those that were relatively empty or long-term were difficult to respond to.

"Let me try it too, and I don't believe that all the people in the world are willing to follow Zhu Tuhuo to the dark." Wang Peng, a famous scholar from Enzhou, found an opportunity to climb up to a podium, picked up a bronze trumpet, and shouted openly: "Rites are the scriptures of heaven, the righteousness of the earth, and the actions of the people. In ancient times, people ate meat and drink blood, bully the weak and strong, and acted as animals. A saint came to the world to educate all the people with etiquette. Therefore, people first knew the superiors and subordinates, old and young, favorable and rebellious, and then knew loyalty and filial piety, and high and inferiority, and then they were different from animals. Now the Grand General Administration implemented the "equality" strategy, which was the beginning of confusion. If everyone did not know the superiors and subordinates and did not abide by etiquette" (Note 1)

"What did he say?" The people around were startled by the sudden appearance of "Zhihuzhe", and widened their eyes and asked each other. An instantly translated by someone who had entered the school: "He said that etiquette is a natural thing. With this thing, talent and beasts are different. The meaning of etiquette is to know the difference between superiors and subordinates, seniors and inferiors. If you don't understand these, it is worse than beasts."

"Damn it, it's the same thing again. I'll continue to be bullied for the rest of my life and dare not complain!" When the people heard this, they immediately opened the pot like boiling water and talked loudly.

Although Zhu Chongjiu's "Declaration of Equality" was officially put into words in the first month of this year, over the past three years, with the expulsion of local gentry and Confucian scholars, the inclusion of the inclusion of the inclusion of various workshops and shops spring up like mushrooms after a rain. In the cities along the canals along the Huaiyang area, the people's dogmas about the noble and the humble are already very weak. They only feel that it is the most comfortable to make a living by strength and craftsmanship like now, and seek justice in everything. However, no one is willing to go back to the past where one must rely on others to rest and continue to suffer.

Therefore, everyone refused to give Wang Peng a chance to finish his words. Soon, some people with loud voices took the lead and shouted: "Well, nerd, why are you a foreigner calling? You are willing to be a donkey for the Mongolians, even if you are yourselves, don't take me, I don't have the addiction to being a donkey."

"That's right, I don't count myself as a slave, but I want to bring us on it. It's not the turn of you, the foreign nerds, to do whatever we do," he said.

"Get down, get down, you are willing to be a dog, you are going to be a dog, and give all your mother and girls to the Mongolians to warm beds. Maybe you will be rewarded with an official."

"If you have an official position, you can't get older. When our chief general is in charge of the Northern Expedition, they will still have to get out."

"Get down, hurry up. When Zhang Mingjian burned Yangzhou, why didn't you stand up and speak? When the Tartars digged the embankment and released the water, why didn't you say anything? Now, the old and young men have just lived a few days of stable life, and you jumped out again. What do you think? "

"That's right, there's something different from beasts. The Tartars killed people and massacred the city. Do you dare to go forward and fart? Do you have the courage?"

"How is it possible? They dare to come to our Yangzhou because they have a good temper of our chief manager not killing people. If they change to the Tartars, they will not dare to fart randomly."

Every sentence, although vulgar and unwritten, all cursed the idea, cursing the old scholar Wang Peng so much that he could smoke. But he couldn't find the government and servants to support him, shocking the gangsters. His body swayed on the platform, shaking, and suddenly spit out a mouthful of old blood, and fell on the wooden platform with his back to the sky.
Chapter completed!