Chapter 123

The core of maintaining feudal rule is "etiquette", and all the ideas of Confucianism, regardless of "benevolence" and "righteousness", are actually for this service, and the important manifestation of the etiquette system is to respect the heavens and the ancestors.

Son of Heaven, Son of God, you don't even believe in heaven, can you still respect the emperor?

As soon as Yang Shangjing turned around and entered the Huang family's old house, he followed Huang Wen, who came to see the lively teaching, and he was also excited, he only hated that the sky was too dark now, and there was no pen and paper in his hand, otherwise he would directly write down Yang Shangjing's drama, which was simply the best propaganda material - "Shinong Industry and Commerce, Four People, Merchants and Cheap Industries, I Don't Do It", these few sentences are too special in line with the spirit of the imperial court.

Don't care about the farmers and businessmen, they are all the people of the Ming Dynasty, but what, the merchants are lowly industries, and I, a scholar, will not run the cheap industry, so the mud legs are hard to dig in the ground, the craftsmen are suffocated and aggrieved to work, and the merchants have two bad money and no social status, and they all have to be exploited by the scholars, and the world is peaceful!

Immediately, Huang Wen, a sour Confucian student, began to think about how to polish Yang Shangjing's words, make a brilliant literary outcome, and then let the Shilin Qingyi of Huangyan County discuss and discuss the propaganda and publicity, and he can still brush a little favorability in Yang Shangjing, the county honor.

Besides, Yang Shangjing, carrying a sickle in one hand and a hammer in the other, strode thinking about walking inside the Huang family's old house, followed by Sun Zhenming, because he wanted to get some propaganda effect, he also specially ordered people to let a few bold and curious people accompany a few villagers to follow in, of course, it can't be close, they are all watching from a distance, and it is called "for safety".

Sun Zhenming followed him and asked in a low voice: "Later, the county will subdue the demons and eliminate the demons, do you want to help the poor way?" ”

Hearing this, Yang Shangjing blinked his eyes, and said in his heart that you are very clever in deception, and it is naturally invincible to deceive yourself first and then deceive others, but he still nodded: "You can act when you see the opportunity." ”

It's not that he can't be debunked, the key is that he is now relying on this to accumulate prestige, not to mention that he has destroyed other people's jobs, and his abacus is also in vain.

"Huang's traitor, dare to disturb the people!" Yang Shangjing shouted violently, and slapped the sickle directly on the table in the guest hall, making a loud noise, so frightened that the few people who followed behind were all agitated.

Then Yang Shangjing smashed a hammer into the air in front of him, anyway, he could be regarded as having practiced, that was called a tiger and a tiger, he was thinking about bluffing, but a scream came from around him.

"Oh, I'm going to go, there's really such a thing as a ghost?"

The group behind him was choked up, Yang Shangjing himself was also surprised, he was a young man with four socialist beings, in order to criticize feudal superstition, he also read supernatural novels in his early years, and at this moment a bunch of small paragraphs popped up in his mind, such as the famous Zhang Zhen ghost story.

However, he rolled his eyes, and put aside the doubts in his heart, how did the Huang family die, he knew it in his heart, it was really killed by his wave of operations, one or two are unjust souls, if there is really a ghost, he would have found revenge earlier, and he would stay here and harm the people? Besides, he now has a sickle in one hand and a hammer in the other, what kind of unjust ghost can get close to him?

So he grabbed the sickle and slashed it in front of him, so there was a scream around him, miserable and miserable, making the cold hairs on his back stand on end, and even had a feeling of yin and wind.

As for the few officials who came in to take care of them, they were too scared at this time, in essence, they didn't have anything

Yang Shangjing moved his ears, rolled his eyes, and saw that Sun Zhenming's face beside him was a little pale, so he swung a hammer again, this time he heard it clearly, this voice came from his side, and the direction was Sun Zhenming's direction.

"Nima ventriloquism? It's ...... to use this to pretend to be a ghost It's a specialization in the art industry. Yang Shangjing was stunned for a moment at the time, and then sighed with emotion in his heart, "This Sun Zhenming can become the first true immortal in this county, it should be." ”

Thinking in his heart, Yang Shangjing smashed down with another hammer, and a scream came from beside him: "The county respects spare your life, and you don't dare to cause trouble to the township again......"

"This county will not be able to spare you!" Yang Shangjing shouted angrily, waved his sickle, and only heard a miserable scream, which was terrible and complaining, which frightened the few melon-eating people who came in to watch, and they immediately fainted.

Seeing that the performance was almost over, Yang Shangjing shouted angrily: "The traitor and the murderous soul have been ambushed, come on, bring water to this county, and cleanse the filth here!" ”

A soap was trembling, carrying a bucket of water and came over, this water was prepared before, from the county school, in order to deceive people, Yang Shangjing also hollowed out his mind, except for a few people such as Uncle Zhong and Yang Er, he did not disclose these preparations with anyone else, anyway, this water was offered in front of the statue of Confucius, and the people involved in today's incident basically know.

I saw Yang Shangjing reach out and grab the bucket, pour it directly under the table, and then sit on the chair on the side with a big stagger, cross the sickle and hammer, and put it on the table next to him.

On this big night, the room was lit with two torches, and vaguely everyone saw a stream of white smoke rising, and then gradually violent, in the light of the torches for a long time, a cool breeze blew from the direction of the table, so that the people in the room felt a trace of long-lost coolness in Zhejiang in July.

Maybe it was too cold, the two villagers shivered, their pants were wet, and their eyes rolled over, and they fainted completely.

Yang Shangjing frowned and waved his hand: "Don't panic, the ghosts here have been killed by this county, and from now on, there will be no ghosts and evil spirits around this house!" If you don't believe it, you can come and watch! ”

Two curious young men walked over with courage, and saw that there was a faint ice ballast floating under the table, reflecting the light of the torches, and they were immediately frightened and screamed, and turned around and knelt down for Yang Shangjing: "The county is really a god!" ”