"Don't listen to his nonsense, it's he who makes you hungry!"

Suddenly, a voice rang out.

Yang Xin looked at a window fifty meters away, the man shrank back as fast as he could, and Yang Dudu smiled disdainfully and took the horn handed by Yang Huan.

"So did you have enough to eat before I came?"

He shouted with a trumpet.

The crowd was visibly in a low mood, and they looked at each other.

"You didn't have enough to eat before I came, so have you ever wondered why you never had enough to eat?

You make too little.

But your employers, those landlords and wealthy businessmen make a lot of money.

Look at the city of Guangzhou, look at the gardens of the gentry outside the city? Didn't you buy them all with your own blood and sweat? You sweat in the workshops, you go hungry and give them all this, and they just give you a little bit like they feed the dogs, and even their dogs eat much better than yours.

And the price of food is too expensive.

But is food really expensive?

Many of you are farmers who have lost their land, so you tell me how much silver you can sell for one stone of millet during the harvest season? How much silver do you get for the rice you eat now? How many times is the difference in the middle? To whom, then, will the money you pay overpay? Even if you add in the cost of transportation, even if the price of grain does not rise, do you still have to pay several times the amount of silver to buy the rice that is not worth much? Your employers drain your blood and sweat and pay you wages that cannot be lower, and the grain merchants sell you the rice they buy from the countryside at a price several times higher.

You still believe that you can't eat because of me?

Am I one of those employers who oppress you? Am I one of those profiteers who hoarded Juqi and squeezed your last copper penny out of the price of grain?

There is a debtor who is wronged.

You didn't look for them, but they came to me?

You don't go to the employers who have made cloth, porcelain, and sugar that you have made in exchange for boatloads of silver abroad, but who are not willing to give you even the wages to feed you, and you who have not gone to the profiteers who have sold you cheap grain several times over, but you have come to me, who has only been here for a few months. They say that you can't eat enough because I'm coming, so what's the matter with you not having enough to eat before I come? ”

Yang Xin shouted with a loudspeaker.

It's a joke to fight him at this level.

It's nothing more than taking advantage of the rise in food prices to forcibly lead hatred to him, but this is very reluctant, it's just that the people have nowhere to vent their anger, is it not to catch one first, and then say, in this case, then discuss and discuss the root problem, if you want to peel the skin thoroughly, if you want to attract hatred, let the hatred of the people lead to the root, and see who is more ruthless.

Playing with him?

Be careful that he unleashes the real killer.

And the people were talking to each other.

They are not stupid, this kind of thing is just a layer of window paper, but they are used to such days and will not think about this kind of problem, or know that it is useless to think about it, so they simply don't think about it, but to say that these people do not know the root of their hard life is to underestimate them. They are all peasants who lost their land and had to go to the city to make a living, and they are not uncountable at what price of rice should be in what year, and when the two are combined, the root cause of their lack of food is clear at a glance.

But......

"Don't listen to him, it's all this traitor who brought people to Haojing, recruited so many Tan people, and got all the food to Haojing, so that Guangzhou has not enough food, folks, and drove these people from other provinces out of Guangdong."

A poor man in the crowd shouted.

"Yes, drive these people from other provinces out of Guangdong!"

"Copy the guy!"

……

A few voices rang out sporadically.

But the vast majority of those ordinary people have not moved forward.

If you don't wake up at this time, you're a real fool.

"Do you know them? Are they the same people as you? Look at the clothes on their bodies, are they like you, carrying sacks on the docks and working as coolies in the factories?

Look at the clothes on them.

You're not the same. ”

Yang Xin said.

The people turned their gaze to those who were shouting.

The latter are green shirts even if they have patches, while they are only short brown.

Very well separated.

"Folks, the sage cloud ......"

A poor show is dying and struggling.

Then there was boos all around.

"It's all out of the way, this official is here to solve the problem of grain prices in Guangzhou, and the price of grain will inevitably drop back to the previous price before dark today."

Yang Xin said with a smile.

I have to say that the level of these guys in Guangzhou is too poor, and they don't understand how to play this kind of thing at all, which the Suzhou gentry are very good at playing, that is, to find an ordinary weaver as cannon fodder, so that Ge Cheng can take the lead, and if something happens, it is nothing more than throwing it out.

Of course, it may also be that these green worms are really poor and talented.

Just like Fan Jin.

In fact, it doesn't mean that the green worm is rich, after all, if it is not a simple showman, if it is not from a family, it is actually useless, it is nothing more than tax exemption, if the family is in the countryside, maybe you can have enough food and clothing, but in an industrial and commercial city like Guangdong, it may not be pleasant. It's also difficult for people like them to have business acumen, and there is a great possibility of losing money in business, and if they can't go to school all the time, they will end up ruining their lives, or becoming a private school teacher or something like that.

However, they are still taxis.

But these poor people are commoners.

The green shirts on their bodies separated themselves from each other.

On one side is the short brown that represents the identity of the common people, and on the other side is the green shirt that represents the identity of the scholar, and the common people listen to them?

They didn't put themselves among the common people.

"How does the governor solve it?"

A man asked boldly.

All the short browns looked at Yang Dudu.

In the final analysis, if it weren't for the high price of rice, they really couldn't stand it, and they wouldn't be so easy to be fooled and even besiege the government, and if this problem was not solved, they wouldn't be able to hold on after all.

"It's not easy, it's not that the official warehouse in Guangzhou is nothing, open the official warehouse to sell rice at a flat price, those rice stores and warehouses also have rice, forcing them to sell at the same price, dare to hoard the stranger, the sword of Shang Fang in the hand of the governor of Pontus cut off his dog's head! If it is not enough, then let the gentry open their warehouses, requisition their grain stocks, dare not agree to the governor of Pontus to take you to the big households, and see the sword in the hands of the governor of Pontus, this is a royal gift, whoever dares not to listen will be cut down. ”

Yang Xin said.

As he spoke, he threw the horn to Yang Huan, then took Shang Fang's sword and pulled it out.

Anyway, if Shang Fang's sword is in hand, whoever dares to stop it by force is a rebellion, and the Ming army in Guangzhou will not be able to meddle in this kind of thing no matter what, and even if it can, those Ming troops are more willing to follow him to eat big households. Yang Dudu is very famous in this regard, and all those who follow him, whether they are generals or soldiers, will live a good life, which has been proven many times.

But try to be restrained.

After all, the city of Guangzhou still has to try to maintain stability.

Especially since the Portuguese merchant ships were already about to arrive, they should set sail from Goa and arrive in two months at most.

"Let's go, go to the nearest rice shop!"

Yang Du Governor Shang Fang pointed his sword and shouted like a general commanding the charge.

Those people instantly cheered, but at this moment, a group of people behind them wearing the same red clothes as the Dangkou army suddenly stepped in, one by one holding rattan cards and carrying big sticks, and the people who were caught off guard were in chaos, and the screams kept sounding, and the whole team immediately squeezed forward......

"Folks, he lied to you, that's his thug!"

A green worm roared in surprise.

"Quick, kill this liar!"

……

The accomplices immediately shouted in the crowd.

Those ordinary people were also messed up, after all, the clothes on these people were the same as Yang Xin's subordinates, and some people who didn't know the truth immediately began to move forward, although it was impossible to really rush to Yang Xin, but in this case, they still had to dodge, and even some people began to push each other and crowd......

"Silence!"

Yang Xin roared.

Almost at the same time, he rose into the air on the Taishi chair, and the people in the chaos raised their heads in shock, watching the red figure pass over their heads, and then Yang Dudu suddenly covered or smashed on a green insect like a red cloud. In the latter's scream like a toad that had been stepped on, he once again rose into the air, kicked the pillar of the small building on the side of the road in mid-air, and the stunned gaze of a little beauty upstairs turned in an instant, and after a few ups and downs, he suddenly landed from the sky among those red-clothed thugs.

A thug was smashing a civilian with a big stick, looking at the suddenly extra figure in front of him with a bewildered expression.

"Ma, dare to pretend to be Lao Tzu's subordinates."

Yang Xin said with a cruel smile.

The next moment, Yang Xin kicked him in the chest.

Then the thug screamed and flew out upside down, crashing into his companions behind him at once, smashing the three red-clothed thugs to the ground at the same time, spitting blood from his mouth and seeing that he was no longer alive.

The rest looked at Yang Xin in horror.

Then the next moment this guy crashed into the middle of them, Yang Dudu, who opened his fists, ghostly walked through these red-clothed thugs, punching and screaming everywhere in a blink of an eye, and the people around him who were already in chaos immediately stopped, watching his performance one by one, and even soon people cheered, and the order that was on the verge of collapse quickly stabilized.

After all, ordinary people love to watch this.

Whether it is a lonely hero or a chivalrous hero, or Shang Fang's sword to kill the bad guys, they are all the people's favorite fantasy dramas, anyway, they have nothing else to fantasize, and Yang Dudu is all righteous and righteous, just like the perfect hero in the hearts of the people. At this moment, watching his figure walk through those thugs, punching them upside down and flying out, and then smashing to the ground and screaming, the people around him seemed to be not hungry, and the cheers were like boiling.

Even the little beauty just now poked her head out of the stairs and waved her little hands to cheer for Yang Dudu.