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Chapter 10: Stargazing (Part 1)


Chapter 10 Stargazing Next These men in black were the same as those the scholars encountered in front of the Grand Governor's Office.

All of them were disabled.

However, the combat effectiveness exerted by the cooperation between them is far beyond that of characters like Zhao Da and Liu Er.

In the blink of an eye, the two parties in the conflict were completely separated, and then they were captured separately.

They squatted in a pile under the stands and scolded with their faces covered: "Hit, keep beating.

Hurry up, you guys haven't had enough yet." " How could Zhao Da and Liu Er be willing to suffer this immediate loss?

They quickly clasped their fists on their heads and kept bowing and begging for mercy: "Brother, brothers, I know I was wrong.

I know I was wrong.

Please hold your hands high, hold your hands high."

"Bah, I'm just a little bit pissy, but I still use martial arts."

The leader of the man in black opened his mouth and spat a big mouthful of saliva on the ground.

He used a gong-beating cloth hammer to poke the two of them in the forehead, "If you dare, go and kill the Tatars in front of the battle.

What the hell are you arguing with your own people?

You guys haven't been allowed to have the final say in this yamen.

It's really embarrassing."

You have the final say.

If you don't agree with me, you have to withdraw and behead your head in public."

"No way, no way, look at what you said, brother.

The two of us, the two of us are just competing, competing."

Zhao Da and Liu Er were scolded and blushed, and continued to bow.

Seeing that they were willing to give in, the leader of the men in black didn't bother to continue scolding them.

He cleared his throat and announced loudly: "Now that I know I was wrong, I have already done what I did.

Don't pretend you don't know what is written on the big sign at the entrance of our Council Garden.

Zhao Neng and Liu Bei, you two will each be fined five guilders and will not be allowed to take office again for three months.

If you don’t pay it to the Yamen within half a month, you will be responsible for the consequences.”

After hearing this, Zhao Da and Liu Er felt so regretful that they wanted to vomit their intestines out, and they quickly continued to beg the other party to show their kindness.

But the leader of the men in black knocked the gong hard and announced loudly: "If you break the rules late, you will be punished.

If you two are dissatisfied, you can appeal to Yangzhou Prefecture later.

But before the outcome of the appeal is announced, you must pay No money should be spared” Immediately, he knocked the gong hard again and turned his face to the other people present.

"Whose turn is next?

Hurry up and don't waste your time.

Pay attention.

If anyone dares to use force again, I will fight him one-on-one.

Don't say that I can't say nice things to you.

If you use fists and kicks to reason, from now on in this political garden. , it must be me who has the final say, you all have to listen and shout."

"Boom!"

A burst of knowing laughter immediately erupted from the crowd watching the excitement.

Everyone knows that these killers in black clothes are all veterans who crawled out from the dead.

If they use their hands, one of them can be as good as ten.

If it was really about fists and kicks that determined who had the final say, everyone would have no choice but to lie down and listen to the orders, and no one could hope to stand on the stage alive.

"Next one, hurry up."

The leader of the man in black pouted, led his minions to separate the crowd, and continued to walk to the outside to maintain order.

Leave the podium to the surrounding spectators.

The latter instinctively waited for a while to see that there was no trouble around them, and then slowly became active again.

I saw a middle-aged man with a long scar on his face, dressed as a Confucian scholar, climbing up the mountain to the platform near the water step by step along the ladder.

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He first raised his hands and made a bow, then raised his brass trumpet and introduced himself: "I, Wang Shouyi, am a native of Yangzhou.

I studied for a few days, and was later appreciated by the general manager and promoted to the county school.

Discipline.

In Jiangwan New Town in December of the year before last.”

Only halfway through speaking, someone shouted loudly: "Okay, Wang Xiucai, don't talk about your achievements all day long.

Isn't it just that when I helped General Wu defend the city, I got slapped on the face.

The general manager has promoted you directly to the county school teacher, what else do you want?"

"It's a poisonous arrow, I was hit by a poisonous arrow."

Wang Shouren was immediately sweating with embarrassment, and the scars on his face were rising and falling like centipedes.

"Poison arrow, I lay in the hospital for half a month before I got my life back.

I paid for my teaching position with my life.

If you don't accept it, go and have a fight with the Tatars and then talk about it."

When the people in the audience heard this, their arrogance suddenly dropped by three points.

He waved his hands and curled his lips in response, "Yes, yes, I said you were fat, but you still breathed.

What we want to hear is what good ideas you have to offer to the chief manager, not to hear you show your strength."

"Wang is just saying, Wang is just saying, Wang is not doing it for himself, not just for himself."

Wang Shouren was trembling with anger, but refused to put down the tin speaker.

He explained a few words angrily, and then continued: "Dear fellow villagers, Wang's family lives in Liushufang in the north of the city, but every time he wants to visit relatives in the south of the city, he has to detour three or four miles and cross the bridge from Kanglefang.

Listened to it a few days ago The magistrate said that the general manager's office would allocate a special amount of money to be taken from the people and used for the people.

Wang thought, although this money is said to be spent on us Yangzhou people, it cannot be spent on it.

It’s not a head-to-head ratio.”

"Haha" There were many well-informed people in the audience, all shaking their heads and laughing.

The General Administration wants to return part of last year's surplus to the localities, and this matter has been printed in black and white in the newspapers.

But how to use it specifically is really a problem.

At present, the population in Yangzhou City and Jiangwan City has returned to more than one million.

No matter how much money is divided equally according to the number of people, the money in each person's hands may not be enough to buy one sesame seed cake.

"So, Mr.

Wang has a proposal today.

Please ask the prefect's Yamen to allocate funds to build a stone bridge specifically for the people in the northwest of the city.

Let us go to the south of the city in the future and cross the river directly from Liushufang.

We no longer have to brave the bright sun.

He walked around for three or four miles and stuck out his tongue like a dog."

"Boom!"

The crowd in the audience suddenly burst into laughter again.

They all felt that Wang Shouyi was worthy of being a well-educated scholar, and he thought thoughtfully.

When the scholars and celebrities from other places saw this scene, they couldn't help but widen their eyes.

"That's fine.

It's not up to the common people to decide how the government spends its money."

However, right under their noses, Wang Shouyi and two schoolchildren aged thirteen or fourteen took out a piece of paper and began to collect signatures.

The onlookers stepped forward one after another, or borrowed the ink-drawing stylus handed over by Wang Shouyi to sign their names.

Or you can print your fingerprints and have two students sign on your behalf.

In the blink of an eye, seven or eight pages of paper were signed.

Even if it was less than one thousand, it was still over nine hundred and seventy-eighty.

While Wang Shouyi continued to collect signatures, another fat man named Su climbed onto the podium.

He raised his brass trumpet and began to speak out his own proposals.

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That is, please ask the General Manager's Office to send more black-clad city managers to crack down on pickpockets and swindlers wandering around the city.

Anyone caught will be sent to the coal mines, and such people will never be allowed to see the light of day again.

This proposal received more support than the previous one.

No one who lives in the city wants to have their salary earned after a month of hard work being stolen by a thief in the blink of an eye, or being defrauded by a scammer.

Therefore, soon, the fat man surnamed Su got more than a dozen large pieces of paper with signatures.

He happily held them in his hands and went to the relevant yamen to file them for record.

Immediately afterwards, a third, fourth, and fifth person came on stage and publicly announced their proposals.

Either they get satisfactory support, or they fail.

The scholars and celebrities who were watching made a rough calculation and found that it was easy to get signatures if it basically involved the vital interests of ordinary people in the city.

And those that are relatively vague or long-term will be difficult for people to respond to.

"Let me give it a try.

I don't believe that people all over the world are willing to follow Butcher Zhu all the way to the dark side."

Wang Peng, a famous Confucian from Enzhou, found an opportunity to climb up to a podium.

He picked up the copper trumpet and shouted at the top of his lungs: "Husband's rituals are the scripture of heaven, the meaning of earth, and the conduct of people.

In ancient times, people drank hair like hair, drank blood, bullied the weak to make the strong, and behaved like animals.

There is a saint.

Come to the world and transform all things with rituals and teachings People.

In the past, people first understood superiority and inferiority, seniority and subordination, and then they began to understand loyalty, filial piety, respect and inferiority.

Now, the policy of "equality" pursued by the General Manager is the beginning of chaos.

"Observe etiquette" Note 1

"What did he say?"

The people around him were startled by the sudden appearance of "Zhihu Zheye", their eyes widened, and they asked each other.

Immediately, someone who had entered the school casually translated: "He said that etiquette is a matter of course.

With this thing, there is a difference between human beings and beasts.

And etiquette means knowing the difference between superior and inferior, elder and younger, honor and inferiority.

If you don't If you understand this, you are worse than an animal.”

"Damn it, it's the same thing again, let me continue to be bullied for the rest of my life and I don't dare to complain."

When the people heard this, they immediately boiled the pot like boiling water and talked loudly.

Although Zhu Chongjiu's "Declaration of Equality" was only officially put into writing in the first month of this year, over the past three years, as local gentry and Confucian scholars have been expelled and reorganized, various workshops and shops have sprung up like mushrooms after a spring rain.

And rise.

In the cities along the rivers and canals in the Huaiyang area, the people have become very weak in the dogma of nobility and inferiority.

I just feel that relying on strength and craftsmanship to make a living like now, and seeking justice in everything is the most satisfying.

No one is willing to go back to the past days of having to rely on others to continue to suffer.

Therefore, everyone refused to give Wang Peng a chance to finish what he said.

Soon, some people with loud voices took the lead and shouted: "That nerd, what are you talking about as a foreigner?

Are you willing to be a donkey for the Mongols?

Just go ahead and do it yourself.

Don’t get me involved, I don’t have the desire to be a donkey.”

"That's right, it doesn't matter that I am willing to be a slave, but I also want to get in trouble with us Huaiyang people.

It's not the turn of you foreign nerds to fool around."

"Get out of here, get out of here.

If you are willing to be a dog, go and treat your wife and sister as a warm bed for the Mongols.

Maybe you will be rewarded with an official position."

"Even if you have an official position, they won't last long.

When our general manager goes on the Northern Expedition, they have to get out."

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"Get down, get down quickly.

When Zhang Mingjian burned Yangzhou, why didn't I see you stand up and speak out?

When the Tatars dug embankments to release water, why didn't I see you say a word?

Now, the old and young men have just lived a peaceful life for a few days, and you jumped out again.

What are you thinking about?"

"That's right, what's different from animals?

The Tatars kill people and massacre the city.

Do you dare to come forward and fart?

Do you have the courage?"

"How is it possible?

They dare to come to our Yangzhou because they have figured out that our general manager has a good temper and does not kill people randomly.

If it were the Tatars, they would not dare to fart randomly."

Every sentence, although vulgar and incompetent, still hits the point.

He scolded the old Confucian Wang Peng until he was angry, but he couldn't find any officials or servants to support him and scare the masses.

His body swayed on the table, swaying, and he suddenly spurted out a mouthful of old blood, and fell on his back on the wooden platform.

Note 1: Wang Peng, Han nationality.

In the early Ming Dynasty, he was famous for his noble aspirations, and he never forgot the great kindness shown to him by the Yuan Dynasty throughout his life

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