Outside the Imperial City, a prison car was driving slowly towards the city gate.
After entering April, it rained continuously. Due to Emperor Yuan Chen's personal expedition, the road that had just been paved with a layer of loess had now become bumpy and muddy again.
Cloud-turning carriages were not affected, but ordinary carriages suffered.
And just when they entered within ten miles of the Imperial City, they could already see that both sides of the street were full of refugees. Most of them were naked, with sallow complexion and thin skin, hungry and desperate.
"Why are there so many more refugees? Why don't those big households come out to give porridge?"
On top of the prison car, Zhang Li, the inspector of the ninth grade criminal department responsible for escorting prisoners, looked at him in astonishment.
What I saw was simply hell on earth.
"What else can be done? Almost everyone in the court is saying that today is the era of the resurgence of great commerce, and Emperor Yuanchen is the wise king of the ages. At this time, the country is singing and dancing, and the people are living and working in peace and contentment. Which family would not open their eyes and run out of the city Donating porridge? Doesn't this make His Majesty look ugly? It is a rare thing to govern the world, but you go to help these unemployed people. Are you afraid of people saying that they have ulterior motives? Even if Your Majesty doesn't care, a crime that wins the hearts of the people, These large households may not be able to afford it.”
The voice came from the small cage at the back, and the words were full of sarcasm.
The muscles on Zhang Li's face twitched and he looked behind him. I saw a fat man sitting in the prison car. Even though he was a prisoner, his face was still red and he was sneering.
"If we continue to govern with virtue, the people under our rule will not be able to make a living, yet they are attacking other countries for the crime of going against the grain. Can this supply of food last? With tens of millions of troops marching in one month, there will be countless more desperate people in the world!"
Zhang Li, who was listening, gave a wry smile. If these words are heard by others, what will happen
He is just a ninth-grade patrol inspector, how can he afford it
I deliberately blocked Jin Buhui's mouth. But he knew that this person had a strong background, and even if he was in trouble at this moment, he was not something Zhang Li could offend.
"Master Jin! Please be careful what you say!"
Jin Buhuiwu, however, still had some unfinished thoughts, so he pretended not to hear it and continued to talk: "Obviously, millions of refugees have gathered near the imperial capital, but Your Majesty is completely unaware of it. No, it's not that he doesn't know, maybe he turns a blind eye, obviously he knows , but pretending not to know—"
"Most of the granaries and tribunals in the world were sold out by the officials, leaving at most only 20% of the book value. Your Majesty thought it was the beginning of his succession to the throne, when he was reforming the government. He was worried about the destiny, and was afraid that he would lose his moral integrity as a soldier, and that the world would be ruined. There will be chaos. But I don’t know that the more scruples you have, the more you will lose.”
"The army of Great Shang nationwide totals 47 million, but all the troops in the mainland are at least 40% vacant. But this time the Great Shang conquered southern Xinjiang, the 18 million troops mostly came from the elite frontiers. Army. It’s okay if we win, but if we lose, how can we maintain such a great dynasty?”
"It is said in the military manual that before fighting, you must first think about defeat and then think about victory. Such a desperate move, regardless of the consequences. Is it that I, Jin Buhui, can't understand, or is Your Majesty crazy?"
"Then Zhu Xi can be killed! He knows that the world is in chaos and is in danger. He does not advise His Majesty to recuperate, appease the exiles, and rest on internal affairs. Instead, he incites the army because of his own personal grudges. What kind of saint is he-"
"Zong Shou raised his army when he was young, and he was invincible in every battle! Now that he has Kong Yao as his assistant, how can he be easy to give to him? Even if he drags him down in southern Xinjiang, he can bring down the great merchants! This battle is a sure defeat! If the great merchant wins, he will gouge out my Jin Buhui's eyes!"
Every word is frightening. Next to the prison car, several police officers from the Criminal Department were all as pale as paper.
Any of these words can be described as treasonous. If anyone found out, they might also be implicated.
Jin Buhui suddenly stopped talking and looked up. I saw a sword light coming from a distance.
"Senior Brother Su Chen?"
Above the sword light stood a figure in a blue shirt. It was Su Chen from Hanshan Gate. At this moment, he was frowning and looking at Jin Buhui with complicated eyes.
Jin Buhui smiled slightly when he saw this: "But Master, he asked you to come find me?"
"Your master asked me to rescue you and leave as far away as possible!"
Su Chen sighed slightly: "They were in an inconvenient position and couldn't take action, so they had to inform me. Your master regretted it and said that he thought you had the most slippery temperament and was the most suitable for officialdom, so he let you go down to become an official. Unexpectedly, in the end Such an ending. Your Jin Buhui's temperament is so soft on the outside but strong on the inside."
"I didn't expect it myself!"
Jin Buhui shook his head slightly, his face full of self-mockery: "Every time I want to turn a blind eye, I always think of my master's teachings when I was young. Although I don't study much, the awe-inspiring righteousness in my chest can never be erased. What can I do
"Haoran is upright? You really know how to brag about yourself."
Su Chen laughed, shook his head, and then said solemnly: "Do you know that you are seeking death? The great merchants were ordered by Zhu Zi to march south, and everyone in the world sang praises for this battle and praised Emperor Yuan Chen's righteous deeds. But you don't understand. , you received such a memorial. Not only Emperor Yuan Chen became angry because of shame, but even your Confucian sect’s sage, Zhu Zi, may also be angry with you. What’s the trouble?”
Ever since Su Chen arrived, Zhang Li and the others had been unable to move or make a sound under the pressure of his sword intent.
When they heard this, they were all shocked. It was so explicit and unabashed.
This sword cultivator surnamed Su probably never thought about saving their lives.
"In other words! Your Majesty, has he developed a murderous intention towards me, Jin Buhui? Is this my head to appease those noble families and vassal towns?"
Jin Buhui raised his thick eyebrows slightly, not surprised, and his expression remained as calm as before: "Before I submitted the letter, Buhui had already expected it."
"Since you already know, then come with me!"
When Su Chen said this, his heart sank slightly, and he had a very bad premonition.
"Not only your master, but also your sworn brother Zong Shou is extremely concerned about your safety. Let me tell you that a great chaos is about to happen in Da Shang. It is best to escape as soon as possible."
"A big chaos is coming. Get out as soon as possible?"
Jin Buhui murmured in his mouth and lost consciousness for a while: "He is indeed sure! Since he can unify the east in two years, it is not difficult to defeat the 18 million army."
Immediately, he sighed softly and said apologetically: "I'm sorry, Senior Brother Su. Rong Jin does not regret being willful again, and still wants to give this a try. Let's see if this big businessman still has room for redemption."
Zhang Li was listening and couldn't help but secretly curse. Listening to what these two people said, it seemed as if the great businessman was in danger.
But in this world, there are just some unruly people causing chaos. Scabies can be cured in no time. How could the two of them be so exaggerated
Su Chen was startled, and then his expression became serious: "Good birds choose trees to roost in! It was Emperor Yuanchen who betrayed you first, so why do you need to be buried with the great merchants? Even if you want to be an official, go to Daqian It can only be better.”
After ten years of ups and downs, he, Su Chen, was also the core figure of the Sword Sect and the future head of the Hanshan Sect.
Naturally, they knew that everyone in the Sword Sect was ready to rely on Da Gan.
Although I didn’t know the details, I expected that the upper echelons of the Sword Sect must have some support to do this.
It is said that Zhenren Hua Ruo, who was the most proficient in the study of magic and arithmetic in the sect, lost his spiritual power and lost his life span for decades just because he looked at Zong Shou's destiny.
His old friend must have a very precious destiny! Maybe he will be the master of this Chinese state in the future, maybe.
"I am not doing this for big businessmen! I am doing this for the people of this world."
Jin Buhui shook his head: "If Da Shang is in chaos, I don't know how many people will be displaced in Central Yunlu, and I don't know how many people will die in the war. Zong Shou is the king of Da Qian, so he doesn't care. Jin Buhui I regret it but I can’t ignore it!”
Knowing Zongshou's character, as long as the country is safe, that's all. The life and death of the people of other countries have nothing to do with him. Unless the [Central] Central Yunlu is also captured.
Su Chen frowned and wanted to persuade him again. But suddenly his thoughts moved and his traces disappeared.
Just a few moments later, in the direction of the city gate, a group of knights in bright clothes and angry horses were seen running out of the gate, guarding dozens of cloud-turning chariots.
Just as they were passing by the prison car, several people in front of the cavalry suddenly stopped.
"Oh~, isn't this Lord Yushi Zhongcheng Jin Buhui Jin? How come he has become a prisoner-"
The speaker was a young man in green who was riding a lion beast. He was looking at the prison car with a sneer.
"That's wrong! Now the former imperial censor Zhongcheng Jin Buhui has been demoted to the county magistrate two years ago. Today he is deprived of his official status and is treated as a commoner."
After saying these words, the curtains of those cloud-turning cars were opened one after another. But inside, all of them were wearing official robes of the fifth rank or above, or they were the female relatives of officials.
"It turns out to be him!"
"The one who wrote to reduce the number of vassal towns and reform the abuses in the imperial examination."
"This man is so bold and ridiculous. He actually wrote a letter to accuse the king and cursed the sage Zhu Zi."
"It is said that Da Qian's politics are clear and his country is at its peak. If I, a great merchant, raise an army to attack, we will definitely return with a huge defeat."
"It is said that before he became an official, he was friends with the tyrant Zong Shou, so he tried to write a letter to stop him."
"You eat the emperor's salary, but care about personal affairs and do not want to repay the emperor. You deserve to end up like this!"
Jin Buhui glanced at everyone with an expressionless face. He knew many people who were officials in the same dynasty.
And the person who spoke was a descendant of the Yang family, one of the five great merchants of Dashang.
Because of his impeachment, more than ten people in the Yang family resigned from their posts. There are many important officials among them, and it is right to hate him with all his heart.
"Are you going for an outing to enjoy your lips?"
Jin Buhui shook his head slightly: "The war in southern Xinjiang is not over yet, there are countless refugees in the country, and the national crisis is not over yet. You guys actually still have the heart to go out for fun. How can I, a great merchant, be undefeated?"
As soon as this statement came out, everyone's expression changed slightly.
"live.!"
"This - nonsense!"
"Are you speaking for that Confucian enemy? You are treasonous!"
There were a lot of scoldings, and the green-shirted young man even laughed coldly: "I, Emperor Yuanchen of the Great Shang Dynasty, are wise and powerful. I lead an army of tens of millions and face the enemy with the power of Mount Tai. A small and big man can be destroyed with a snap of his fingers. I guess. It won’t take long to return with a great victory!”