Chapter 114: Escalation of conflict
Guang'antang's porridge and medicine shop was attacked, and the store's stock of grain and medicinal materials was quickly robbed, leaving only a few empty houses to crumble.
These houses were built by Xie Jingxiu when the Jian Family Medical Center set up a porridge and medicine shop, and the blue brick and large tile houses are all blue bricks and large tiles, which are also a lot of wealth in the increasingly miserable and dilapidated rural villages.
Some villagers wanted to demolish the house and snatch the bricks and tiles, but Miss Jian Liu trampled on the ground in a disorderly manner, blocked the front of the house, explained the pros and cons to the passionate people, and finally persuaded a group of villagers to smash and smash up.
Xiao Yu received a letter, which was actually written by Miss Jian Liu, although polite but also resolute, she wanted to use the empty house to move the rice grain of the Jian family into it, and continue to give porridge and medicine to soothe the hearts of the people.
Xiao Yu put the letter paper on the table and frowned slightly.
It's not that I'm reluctant to let those few rooms, and it doesn't matter who the reputation of benevolence falls on, but Miss Jian Liu's move is to follow the trend, or is there a intention? Xiao Yu was a little puzzled.
Bai Ling has recognized a lot of words recently, and the letter can naturally understand most of it, and he suddenly said angrily: "This Miss Jian Liu, what does you want to do?" She thought that if she snatched the shop back, snatched her reputation back, and smeared your reputation, would she be able to marry Xie Shizi again? What wishful thinking! β
Xiao Yu smiled and said, "You know so much again." β
Bai Ling said seriously: "Childe, don't take it seriously, I just know." No matter what they do, there is only one purpose. If you don't get married, you want to marry a good husband, and if you do, you want to hold your husband's heart, and no one is really a living Bodhisattva. Bai Ling crossed his fingers and said complacently, and suddenly he was stunned again, feeling that something was wrong, and after a while, he remembered that her son-in-law seemed to be one of the "women from a wealthy family", and was busy making up for it in a panic: "Of course, Gongzi, you are not among that kind of people." β
Xiao Yu felt that Bai Ling, this girl, was about to be confused by his identity, and now even Qin was not as blushing and shy as usual when facing him, could this be the reason why Xie Jingxiu let him wear men's clothes all the time? Subtly let everyone accept his true identity?
This body is growing day by day, although because Feng Yunning has developed later because of the medicines that Feng Yunning has asked him to drink since he was a child, the male characteristics are becoming more and more obvious, Xiao Yu feels that he should not be able to hide it for long.
What should I do then?
Bai Ling continued: "In short, Childe, you can't take it lightly, this Miss Jian Liu has a lot of eyes." I've seen a lot of people like this, hum. β
"Okay, I know, I must hold Xie Shizi firmly in the palm of my hand, so that he can't escape from my Five Finger Mountain."
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"Dong Zhengyan is so bold, he also wants to get involved in my Lifeng Port?" The handsome and peerless man's eyebrows were full of ridicule, and the scroll in his hand was thrown on the case, "Lifeng Port is the only seaport that connects us with the inland, we must hold it firmly in the palm of our hand, and even if you are the king of heaven, you don't want to get a piece of the pie." β
"Shizi, Dong Zhengyan is Fang Xiang's person, he will fight Li Fenggang's idea, most likely it is Fang Xiang's meaning." The guard stood at the foot of the hall and said respectfully, with a slight hesitation on his face, "The old prince has been sparing no effort to help Fang Xiang in secretβ"
The man who got up from behind the case and walked to the window was slender, with long hair like ink, and a dark color shirt lined the figure of the majestic shore, from the broad shoulders to the thin and powerful waist to draw a flexible and elegant line, and the four-clawed dragon embroidered with silver thread at the corner of the clothes flashed in the bright sky light outside the window, and was ready to fly.
Xie Jingxiu stroked his wrist and said indifferently: "The old prince has his own considerations for helping Prime Minister Fang, Fang Xiang is dedicated to the country and the king, if he needs help, the Yuan Wangfu will never turn a blind eye." But Lifeng Port, no. β
Categorically, there is no room for negotiation.
The guard understood, knowing that there was no need for more advice, swallowed the rest of the words, and took the order to retreat.
Lifeng Port is a private harbor belonging to Xie Jingxiu. Until then, it was owned by the largest Chamber of Commerce in Seaview City.
In order to keep pirates off the border, Liang had already sealed off all the country's seaports, burned merchant ships that could go to sea, and left only a fleet of imperial court to patrol the coastline regularly. No one is allowed to go to sea without a decree from the imperial court.
But the huge profits of the maritime trade were enough to tempt countless merchants with a little courage to take risks. Lifeng Port outside Haijing City is from this.
After decades of fighting, Lifeng Port changed hands several times and was finally controlled by the largest chamber of commerce in Haijing City. The successive governors of Haijing City not only failed to shake this giant group of half-merchants and half-pirates, but instead became its biggest β‘β‘, cooperating and mutually beneficial, and colluding.
In the eyes of those who have never been to the sea, this endless and awe-inspiring sea of tranquility, and the other side of the mysterious and unknown sea, are like an endless cornucopia. Whoever gets Lifeng Port will become the owner of this wealth.
Today, there is only one owner. It has been more than ten years since he mastered Lifeng Port at the age of twelve. The governor of Haijing City has changed several times, but no one knows who the real owner of this Lifeng Port is.
Dong Zhengyan is the governor of Haijing City, and he has only been in office for more than a year, so he started the idea of Lifeng Port.
Xie Jingxiu didn't care about giving some money to avoid some trouble, but he just wanted to meddle in his harbor, but he absolutely couldn't tolerate it.
Outside the window, there are green hills, and further away, there is a boundless scene of the sea and the sky meeting the sky with the canopy low, as if the end of the sky is rooted in the depths of the sea. A mighty and neat shout came from the depths of the valley, and in an instant it was buried in the noise of the waves.
Xie Jingxiu stood by the window with his hands in his hands, squinting his eyes and looking at the vast blue waves in the distance.
The merchant ships that sailed last year have returned to this nameless island in these days, docked in the half-moon-shaped natural harbor on the edge of the island, and the dazzling gold and silver of the ships can no longer make the people of the island feel the same as they did at the beginning.
No matter how much gold, silver and jewelry you experience every year, it is not worth making a fuss.
And if it weren't for the support of such a huge amount of income, relying on the little money of their master, the third rank official, the whole army would have to drink the northwest wind.
Earn it like running water, and spend it like flowing water, and you have to get used to such a concept of money when you do things under Xie Jingxiu.
As Xie Jingxiu's personal guards, the digital legions have become numb to the concept of gold and silver, and they are quite high-minded and high-minded who regard money as dung.
"It's been more than two months...... Xie Jingxiu's fingertips caressed the blooming flower that came in from the window, "I don't know how Yu'er is now." β
Xiao Yu was walking on the uneven road in the countryside at this time, holding his medicine box in his arms, and his feet were still walking fast.
Bai Ling, who was following Xiao Yu with difficulty, said angrily: "Hey, who is that, you belong to a rabbit?" What are you doing so fast?! β
Erjiu was walking in front and looking left and right, not knowing what he was observing, and when he heard this, he turned around and snorted sarcastically: "It's you who are too slow." Didn't you say that you were going to save people, and if you continue like this, it will be dark, how will you save people? β
Xiao Yu knew that Erjiu didn't agree with him coming in his heart, but he heard that there was a conflict in the village here, and many people were injured, and the old couple who came to Guang'an Hall for help were too pitiful, and he really couldn't bear to leave it alone.
What's more, the reasons for those conflicts have something to do with Guang'an Hall.
Regarding the incident of the villagers smashing the shop in Guang'an Tang, Erjiu investigated and reported it to him. The Jian family's shop has been in business for many years, and it has always had a high prestige among the people, this time I don't know who spread the matter between Guang'an Hall and Jian Family Pharmacy and the two masters among the villagers a few times back and forth, plus the rules set by Xie Jingxiu cut off the way for many people to get for nothing, and some people were instigated and gathered together to attack the shop of Guang'an Hall.
Now that Miss Jian Liu has taken back the original house with supplies, the porridge and rice given every day are not enough for those ruffians to rob, and those who really need it have to go back to the back.
Before the arrival of Guang'an Hall, the Jian family's shop, they were also difficult to grab. But at that time, there was no comparison, and there was no injustice.
Now that the shops with strict restrictions in Guang'an Hall have excluded those ruffians and hooligans and ensured the needs of ordinary villagers, and now they have returned to the same situation as before, and everyone is suddenly dissatisfied.
These days, there are often some small frictions outside the door of Jian's shop, and on this day a big one finally broke out, and the villagers of several villages were injured in this fight, and a few were seriously injured and unconscious.
The village chief sent an old couple who often sold vegetables in the capital into Beijing overnight, and the old man knew that the doctor of Guang'antang was the best at treating external injuries because he often walked around in the capital, not to mention that the cause of this conflict was also because several young people in the village ridiculed the Jian family outside the door of the Jian's shop that the Jian family was not as good as Guang'antang, saying that the Jian family was the one who sold fame and reputation, and the fat was the belly of the ruffian hooligans, which made the conflict out of control.
Xiao Yu moved the soles of his feet, he was also able to climb over a few mountains in the mountains without panting, and he had been in this world as a "Miss Feng" for a long time, and the conjoined body was not as good as before.
Erjiu has always disagreed with his woman's kindness, and this time he expressed his displeasure even more bluntly, but if Xiao Yu is coming, he can only arrange for the guards to follow and protect him all the way.
Although there is no figure in sight now, Xiao Yu knows that the digital team brought by Erjiu is probably secretly following.
Erjiu is worthy of Xie Jingxiu's personal entourage, and he does not take it lightly just because those are unarmed villagers. Erjiu thought that he didn't understand the danger before he came to the clinic, but in fact, Xiao Yu knew that this kind of mass violence could easily escalate and expand, and all the original intentions would be floating clouds, and only a dizzy brawl would remain.
If it weren't for the guards that Xie Jingxiu had arranged for him, he wouldn't dare to go down to the village.
Even now, he has been thinking about it in his heart for a long time, waiting for how to deal with it among the villagers, so as to maximize the appeasement of this collective β‘β‘ mentality.
Fortunately, the current villages are all family-based, and the old people in the village have absolute prestige, so it is not difficult to manage.
The person who incited the villagers in the first place must not have expected what kind of trouble he had caused.