Chapter 177: Ming version of the demonstration

Today's capital has long been full of grass and trees, and any wind and grass can spread throughout the entire Beijing city in an instant.

The news of Jinyiwei's raid slowly spread in the rumors, and the dignitaries and nobles in the capital dared to be angry one by one, so they could only watch, but they annoyed another group of people who had no foundation, that is, ordinary people in the capital.

As the lowest group of people, they can sometimes be as docile as sheep and let the dignitaries shear their sheep, but when it comes to their own lives, they can sweep everything away like a tsunami.

Although the Fulin Firm's high price of grain made them angry, now that the Fulin Firm's house has been raided, there is no place for them to buy grain at the end.

More importantly, because of Jinyiwei's evil deeds, Jinyiwei has long become an enemy in the mouths of people in the capital.

As the saying goes, the enemy of an enemy is a friend. Under the secret instigation of some people, as the lowest level of the people in the capital who are like sheep, they actually walked out of their homes one by one and came to a Citigroup-style demonstration.

Of course, you should not think that demonstrations are a kind of modern political activity, in fact, there were similar demonstrations in ancient China.

In the history of Chinese public opinion, there have been many climaxes of public opinion. The public criticism and party movement in the Han Dynasty, the student movement in the Song Dynasty, and the Donglin Party movement in the Ming Dynasty served as the climax of public opinion in ancient times.

Of course, what they have in common is that the Tai students acted as a new force in the public opinion movement, and they joined forces with the officials of the current dynasty, the supervisors of the imperial history, or the upright officials to jointly attack and oppose the shameful acts of corrupt officials or traitors to the country for glory. At the same time, these public opinion movements all occurred at the critical juncture of national crisis and national survival, the Song Dynasty student tide mainly resisted foreign enemy aggression and the traitorous behavior of the domestic authorities, while the Han and Ming dynasties criticized public opinion against the dictatorship of eunuchs and foreign relatives.

It's just that things like today, which are all led by ordinary people, can be said to be unique in the entire ancient Chinese history.

For ordinary people, the impression is basically a group of sheep who dare to be angry but dare not speak, they can only hold their anger in their hearts, but like now, they dare to declare war on the imperial court, and even dare to intercept the cart of Jinyiwei, it is really unexpected, and even Li Zhu Youxiao of Nuanchun Pavilion was surprised when he heard the news.

In Zhu Youxiao's memory, the Chinese people are all submissive. Otherwise, why would hundreds of millions of people be ruled by millions of ethnic minorities in the Ming Dynasty, and how could it be so bloody today?

Social changes and reforms, or major events, are often the direct factors that stimulate the generation of public opinion. Once this external information collides with the public's values, historical memories, material interests, and psychological factors, it will provoke all kinds of discussions or produce a variety of emotional expressions.

In a luxurious courtyard in the city of Beijing, a middle-aged man dressed in gorgeous clothes sits on a stone bench with a lake of tea in front of him. Two petite young women with bright faces were kneeling on the ground, gently tapping the middle-aged man's legs.

A young man dressed as a housekeeper ran quickly to the yard and looked at the middle-aged man. As the middle-aged man waved his hand, the two young women slowly stood up and then retreated.

"Master, the matter has been done, listen to the outside, now it can be said that the entire capital is in anger, wait a while I will let a few green-skinned scoundrels smash and rob it, it will inevitably cause a bigger surprise."

The middle-aged man had an expressionless face on his face and nodded slightly, "You did a good job, go down and receive the reward."

"Small, thank you, master".

Looking at the distant family, the middle-aged man looked to the side, as if talking to himself into the air.

"Handle it cleanly, don't leave any clues".

"Got it, sir".

Another person's voice came from the empty courtyard, and the source of the sound was uncertain, it seemed to be in front of him, but it seemed to be far away in the sky, and if you listened carefully, it seemed to be distributed in all corners of the courtyard.

The middle-aged man exhaled lightly, picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip of his eyes, instantly became cold, and looked at a certain place in the capital.

"You don't let me be good, I also let you know that I'm not easy to mess with."

Any demonstration, without guarantees, will only turn into smashing, looting, and burning.

Maybe in the hearts of the people in the capital, they really just want to express their expectations. It was only when dozens of green-skinned scoundrels wantonly smashed the shops on the side of the road that the nature of the situation took place.

As for some of the people who participated in the demonstrations, they looked at the people who had been robbing one by one for four weeks, and their eyes rolled for a while.

He looked around again and saw a few people he knew. Without any words, they looked at each other and smiled, and quietly left the crowd of marchers.

Once there is a sign of anything, it is very likely to expand if it is forcibly changed without the intervention of external forces. Now the Ming version of the demonstrations is marching towards smashing, looting, and burning.

In the Nuanchun Pavilion, Zhu Youxiao, who was discussing things with Han Yi and others, didn't know anything about it.

"Your Majesty, Lord Qi of Dali Temple asks to see."

Outside the Warm Spring Pavilion, a little eunuch stood in front of the door.

"Dali Temple"?

Zhu Youxiao couldn't help frowning, he didn't understand why the people from Dali Temple came, could it be that he pleaded for those shopkeepers, after all, Dali Temple was in charge of criminal law.

Dali Temple, signed by the official. It is equivalent to the modern Supreme Court, which is in charge of the trial of prison cases, and the chief is named Dali Siqing, which is among the nine kings. Qin and Han dynasties for the court, the Northern Qi for the Dali Temple, because of the past dynasties, the Ming and Qing dynasties and the criminal department, the Metropolitan Procuratorate and called the "three law divisions".

As for Han Yi and the others, they also looked sideways, thinking the same as Zhu Youxiao, they didn't understand why the people of Dali Temple came to this waterproof, and they also thought that Dali Temple was specially here at the request of Xunguimen to see if they could save their people.

"Xuan".

If you don't understand, then you don't want to listen to it directly, don't you know, Zhu Youxiao raised his hand and said to the little eunuch outside the door.

Soon, a man in his 40s came to the Nuanchun Pavilion in a hurry, and when he saw Zhu Youxiao, he hurriedly knelt on the ground and said that it was not good to say that it was a big deal.

When Zhu Youxiao, Han Yi and others saw President Qi like this, they suddenly chuckled in their hearts, and thought that the Jiannu outside the city had launched another attack, and it was even very likely to lead to heavy losses for the army outside the city. Just think about it, Dali Temple is in charge of the punishment outside the city, and what does it have to do with him, no matter how much he reports, it is not his business.

Mr. Qi, a name with a lot of personality in modern times, a person who became a boss just after birth.

Qi was always really stunned, thinking about how many years he had been an official, and he had been in Dali Temple for seven or eight years, how could he have seen such a strange thing in his life. It is simply strange that ordinary people should take to the streets to protest like students.

Of course, in Mr. Qi's heart, the people went to the streets to protest and the students took to the streets to protest, which are completely different concepts, the common people are called rebellion, and the students are to realize the great ideal of the king and the scholars to rule the world together.

"Tens of thousands of thieves in Your Majesty's city are smashing, looting, and burning in the streets, killing innocent people, and blocking the Jinyi Guard convoy."

Zhu Youxiao patted his ears, and always felt that he was hallucinating because he was slapped by Qian Octopus.

"What do you mean that there are tens of thousands of thieves making trouble in the city, is it possible that Jiannu has already entered the city."

As for Han Yi and the others, they were also dumbfounded.