"This Han people are powerful and blessed in our land, fish and meat for our people, and now His Royal Highness is wise, let this group of Han people be cocooned and bound themselves, and we and other people should not take back the property that belongs to us at this time?"

There was an undercurrent surging in the slums at the bottom of the royal capital, and there were people with sharp teeth who began to pry at the bottom of the group of poor people, planning something.

"That's right! Take back what belongs to us! ”

"Take back your belongings!"

No matter which dynasty the people at the bottom of, most of them are ignorant and greedy, and under the prodding of those who have a heart, they can always quickly and naturally gather into a group, and then be used by others.

There were such figures in several slums almost at the same time, provoking the envy of the common people for the wealthy merchants such as Qixintang and Defuxuan, and finally turned into a torrent of streams and gathered together towards the shops under the Qixintang and Defuxuan merchants.

At this time, it had been a day since the inventory had passed, and except for the goods and goods that had been stolen by the Burmese officials on duty, most of the goods were still sealed in the warehouses of the merchants of Qixintang, leaving only a team of soldiers to take care of them.

While shouting slogans, the poor people cheered each other on, and at the same time they were calculating in their hearts, imagining what they should rob if they divided those Han shops and other goods next, and those things would be more valuable.

"Things are going according to plan, and this group of untouchables is on their way to Han Chinese shops and warehouses under our instigation."

In the brightly lit brothel room in the business district, which was still open, several figures gathered together, looking calm and a little confident, discussing something with each other.

"Very good, find a way to suppress this news and try to delay the time for the government to react."

"Yes, sir!"

"Hmph, they are all a group of people with a small eye on me, with my male master of the Burmese Kingdom, but now I am hesitant to do things, and I no longer have the demeanor of my Burmese warriors!!"

The middle-aged man at the top of the center looked like a long-term high-ranking person, but the majesty on his body was not possessed by the few men sitting respectfully around him.

"You have done this well, there will naturally be rewards at that time, and it is not a dream to be promoted and get rich!"

"Lord Xie promoted!"

"Thank you, sir!"

The rest of the people were overjoyed, and they showed their loyalty to the adult in front of them with a bowful expression.

After another discussion and advice, it was not until the person at the top felt that everything was in order, and then let people disperse.

When the others had dispersed, the guests at the top of the table left their seats to settle the bill and walked towards the tall buildings that were faintly visible in the night.

After bypassing the streets and alleys of the city and passing through a huge building, the middle-aged pedestrian finally stopped in front of a five-hall mansion and knocked on the door.

Even here, in fact, it is not the other party's real stopping place, but he needs to pass through the secret passage inside this mansion to enter the destination he really wants to reach.

More than half an hour later, in the palace where the king of Thalung was located, the middle-aged Burmese nobleman who had been assigned tasks in the private room of the brothel was kneeling in front of the Burmese king Thalung and reporting to him the movements outside the city.

It turned out that the secret promoter of all this was the Burmese king Tharong, who had been persuaded by the courtiers in the court some time ago.

Listening to the direction they had set for the plan, Ta Long, the king of Burma, encouraged his henchman with a satisfied smile on his face, and at the same time sneered and said what he really felt in his heart.

"I think that my Burmese people have been established for hundreds of years, after several dynasties, and have not fallen in the face of countless strong enemies, and now they are just pirates and rogues, but the nobles in the court are feared by everyone like tigers, but everyone avoids wars, which is really a shame for my Burmese warriors!"

"Look at the untouchables in the city this time, let the untouchables in the city destroy the Hongmen merchants and completely destroy their industries, what else will the noble officials of the court take to negotiate with the Hongmen!"

"Your Highness is wise!"

The henchmen of the king of Burma patted his ass again and again, making him quite complacent.

Compared with the nobility and gentry in the court, although the impact of Han merchants such as Qixintang and Defuxuan has decreased, the number of cheap homeless people available to them has decreased, but after all, the huge wealth brought by the Age of Discovery has also made everyone make a lot of money, and the family land and industry of the gentry have exceeded all those in previous years.

Only this kingdom was deeply injured, although a large number of people paid taxes and participated in forced labor were not much, but they accumulated a lot, and under the huge size of the poor people, the oil and water finally looted were also a considerable income for the royal family of the Burmese Dynasty, which had a relatively small amount of land for the people.

What's more, the continuous population flow has had a very strong impact on the ruling class of the Burmese dynasty, and the far-sighted Burmese king Tharong, supported by the confidence of the strength of his own army, chose a path diametrically opposed to that of the courtiers.

Of course, the Burmese king Thalung is also quite smart, in order to gain the support of the courtiers and aristocratic class, on the surface, he agreed with the suggestion of the gentry class headed by Prime Minister Agung, and secretly exerted a black hand on the Han merchants, so that the courtiers finally took the initiative to stand on the side chosen by the Burmese king in the face of the facts.

The night was deep, most of the courtiers had already fallen asleep, and some of the low-level officials were secretly blocking the news.

And the huge wealth that was originally piled up in the warehouses and shops also disappeared in this sea of fire and the looting of the poor.

"What!?? Qixintang and several other Han shops were surrounded by poor people, looted and looted, and even set fire to their shops and warehouses? ”

"What are you eating, why don't you stop it? Now you'll report again, there's a fart? ”

The sleepy-eyed Agung was woken up from the soft bed, and the knocking and shouting outside the door made his first reaction be that something big had happened, otherwise he would not have let the people be so unruly.

When it was really confirmed what was going on, Agung's whole mind was stunned at once, and at the same time, he scolded the Wang Chengfu Yin who was in charge at this time.

"Quickly send people to extinguish the fire, and arrest the poor people who gathered to rob the goods of the Han shops."

"Also, give me a thorough investigation, who is in this place, otherwise with the guts of this group of untouchables, it would be impossible to do such a thing!!"

A series of orders emanated from the mouth of the Burmese prime minister and were soon transmitted to the entire official office of the royal city.

At the same time, Agon, who had cleaned up his appearance at random and was neatly dressed, immediately went out and rushed to the palace of Wangcheng overnight to report the matter to Tarong, the king of Burma.

(End of chapter)