Chapter 915: Raised Fist (Ninety-Five)

Gandhi listened to the resentful words of the owner of the Golden Mansion, but he smiled and said, "Boss, do you know what this is?" ”

The boss shook his head and said with a blank face: "I don't know about this." ”

Gandhi said, "I'll tell you, it's because the treasury of the Great Yang Dynasty has no money. ”

The boss said, "Damn, they asked us if they didn't have any money?" ”

Gandhi said, "Who do we want without asking?" Do you want to ask the Hua Han Dynasty? ”

"Then how dare they? I heard a Han man who came here say that the current Dayang Dynasty is no longer the original Dayang Dynasty, and now it is being beaten all over the ground by the Hua Han Dynasty! When the boss said this, a hint of smugness and hatred appeared on his face.

"That's right, the Dayang Dynasty doesn't dare to ask the Hua Han Dynasty if they want it, so they have to ask us, who made us a vassal state of others!" Gandhi said helplessly.

The boss shook his head helplessly, sighed and said, "Hey! It's hard to be someone's minion! ”

Gandhi said, "I really don't know what our king and prime minister think, can't we drive this Tatar out of our great black bird country?" ”

When the boss heard this, he looked left and right, but in fact this was Gandhi's room, and there was no one else. But he still felt unsafe, so he walked to the door, opened the door and looked left and right, but there was no one, so he walked back with confidence.

Then he said to Gandhi: "Brother Gan, that is our king has no choice." You see, the army of this Great Yang Dynasty has 100,000 people in our Great Black Bird Country. Who would dare to rebel? Don't want to die? If our king wants to rebel, when the time comes, it is not only the 100,000 Tatar army of our great black bird country that will attack the king's army, but even the Tatar army of neighboring countries will attack it, and it will be a matter of no chance of victory. Oh my big brother! ”

After hearing this, Gandhi nodded and said, "What the boss said is very true." But didn't our king think so? ”

The boss shook his head and said, "Brother Gan, we are all ordinary people, so I don't know." Still, I know that even if our king wanted to, he would not say it. You know, what you say is like rain that will always fall on someone else. If it reaches the ears of the Tatars, even the name of the king will be gone. ”

Gandhi said, "It seems that we can only be slaves of other people, this hateful Tatar." ”

The boss sighed and said, "What else can you do if you don't become a slave?" Now, the convoy that paid tribute to the silver of the Great Yang Dynasty has driven out of our Great Black Bird Country and headed straight for the Great Yang Dynasty. Moreover, preparations for next year's New Year's Offering are about to start now, which is simply unbearable. ”

"Hey! In this way, our king has no choice! Gandhi said.

"That's natural. However, if Brother Gan can buy an official to do it, life will be much better than that of us. The boss sighed and said.

Gandhi thought for a moment and said, "Boss, isn't it easy to buy an official now?" ”

The boss said, "That's natural, it's very easy. Because the court is short of silver. ”

"It's all for the sake of increasing the annual offering?" Gandhi asked.

The boss said, "What else could it be?" That's it. Let me tell you, not only our Great Crowbird Country, but also the other nine countries around it. There are no merchants from all over the world who come to stay with me who do not complain. But the savages are all complaining, and they can't think of anything else! ”

Gandhi asked, "So, our countries have been asked by the Great Yang Dynasty to increase their annual offerings?" ”

"yes, it's all increased." The boss nodded and said.

Gandhi pondered for a moment and said quietly: "It seems that the life of the common people in other countries is not easy! ”

The boss said, "What about the common people? The courts and kings of our countries are not having a good time. I heard that in order to prepare for the New Year's offering for the Great Yang Dynasty, even the imperial palace began to eat only two meals a day. And the people eat only one meal. ”

Gandhi knew about this, otherwise the people of his hometown would not have complained. Luckily, though, there was still a meal to eat. Not to starve to death.

"This Tatar slave wants to drink the blood of our country!" Gandhi said resentfully.

The boss said, "Brother Gan, not only to drink our blood, but also to eat our meat!" ”

Gandhi gritted his teeth and said, "If I were the king, I would unite with other nations to rebel against the Great Yang Dynasty and drive the Tatars out of our homeland." ”

The boss shook his head and said, "Brother Gan, it's easy to say, but if you do it, who would dare?" ”

Gandhi said, "They were all frightened by the Tatars. ”

The boss nodded and said, "Brother Gan is right, they are all scared." But Brother Gan, if you were a king, would you be willing to risk your life and never be a king again? ”

Gandhi thought for a moment and said, "I do." Even if I fail, lose my life, and become an emperor, I will wake up these frightened people and the people of other countries to know that only by resisting can they live a good life. ”

The boss was also a little moved by Gandhi's heroic words, nodded and said: "Brother Gan, you are right, but our emperor is not your brother Gan!" ”

Gandhi listened to the boss's words, and suddenly his eyes lit up.

Seeing that Gandhi was slow to speak, the boss asked, "Brother Gan, what are you thinking?" ”

Gandhi came back to his senses, smiled, and said, "No, I didn't think about anything!" ”

The boss asked again, "Brother Gan, you don't really want to be the king, do you?" ”

Gandhi laughed when he heard this, and said, "Boss, this is the following crime, how dare I have such an idea?" ”

The boss sighed and said lightly: "Brother Gan, I really want you to be this king!" At least there is a heart to resist, but the current king will do nothing but curry favor with the Tatars. ”

Gandhi said, "Didn't you say you don't know what the king was thinking? ”

"I don't know, but who can't see this clear-eyed person! Our king is a dog of the Tatars. The boss said hatefully.

Gandhi said, "You dare to scold the king? ”

The boss said, "Hey! I was. Brother Gan, you can rest, tomorrow you have to go to see Lord Khufu! ”

Gan nodded and said, "Okay boss." ”

The boss turned around and walked a few steps and stopped, then turned back to Gandhi and said, "Brother Gan, if you meet a Tatar on the street, you must walk around!" ”

Gan nodded and said, "Thank you boss for reminding me." ”

…… The return of the financial empire