Chapter 132

Since ancient times, people have longed for steadfast love.

Starting from the patriarchal society, apart from some people with unique hobbies, most men still want their women to be loyal to them.

And those sour literati who don't have much money in their pockets but have a few in their pockets, and don't have much ink in their stomachs but are a little bit more fond of this episode, especially when the male protagonist of this kind of thing is the Hanlin editor they want to become, and the heroine makes them toss and turn and want to get on the top card of the Jingshi last time, it is a yang finger that directly pokes the excitement of all of them.

So since the matter of Cai's "Death Festival" spread to the Jingshi, in the entire Jingshi's dusty circle, all the literati and began to beat their chests and feet, sigh for a long time, and then make a poem that rhymes, but no matter how you look at it, it is a patchwork poem, and it is thrown to the courtesans of the Qinglou to sing, and a rather favored young son of the Chengguo family directly smashed a hundred runs, and let the other top brand of the Jingshi sing a poem written by himself.

The poem didn't make sense, and he couldn't even do the most basic rhyme, so the top thief gritted his teeth with dignity and let him add more, so the son of the Chengguo family smashed out another hundred times, and then when the head card sang the poem, he was stunned to sing a different flavor, and then ...... It is said that in the middle of the night, someone heard the wail of this son-in-law coming from the mansion of Chengguo, like a cuckoo crying blood, very desolate.

As soon as the news spread, the command of Jinyiwei made Ma Shun feel very wrong, as Wang Zhen's dog, he instinctively felt that this was not a good thing, but he couldn't manage it, the ghost knows if this group of sour literati hides the heirs of a big man, and now the outer court and the inner court are at a juncture of evil, they must be cautious, and they must not let people grab the handle and spray a "blocking the road" out, and for a while, they will be in a hurry, and every morning when they get up and comb their hair, they feel that their hair has fallen out a lot more than the day before.

Because Yang Shangjing was in a hurry when he left Beijing, and there were still some properties at home that had not been dealt with, Uncle Zhong pondered that the Yang family was not short of money in these two courtyards, so he did not sell them, leaving a few capable families to guard here, and from time to time to spread a little important news to Zhejiang, so that Yang Shangjing could have one more channel to grasp the current situation in Beijing.

Now, Yang Shangjing, who is watching a group of newly promoted inspection directors standing in a military posture on the small school field, is holding such a current situation in his hand.

"It's just a little propaganda that can create such a momentum, and the words 'pen and ink are like knives' are well deserved." Yang Shangjing shook the paper in his hand, and sighed a little for a while, "Seeing this, Jian is a little afraid, if Jian said that he didn't go to that Chunxi Building, Bao Buqi is now being poked in the backbone by the people in Shilin, 'insulting the door style' is polite, I'm afraid that they will have to study three generations and humiliate the reputation behind the eldest father." ”

Uncle Zhong, who handed him the information, heard this, and nodded, but there was still a smile on his face: "If it weren't for the young master's immediate decision, he killed the Jin Ying family slave with one punch, and took the name of 'the first anti-eunuch in this dynasty' on his body, I am afraid that the old servant will protect the young master's body back to Jian'an at this moment." ”

As far as Wang Zhen's urine is concerned, the Empress Dowager Zhang is not dead, so she dares to go to the cabinet to pretend to be forced and let Sanyang abdicate, so take advantage of the time when the foreign dynasty is scattered, send Yang Shangjing to reunite with Yang Rong, and by the way, avenge the revenge of the year, that is simply a reasonable thing, when the court has to call him "Weng Father", not to mention that Yang Shangjing was just a seven-grade Hanlin editor at that time?

Yang Shangjing smiled, put this piece of paper into a ball, and stuffed it into his arms, this thing can't be left, and when he returns to the county office, it is the right way to burn it directly, he looked at the pile standing under the sun, and there were constantly people shaking the fallen Xinding, and shook his head: "The body of this villager is really too bad, it is only two quarters of an hour, and more than a dozen people have fallen to the ground due to heat stroke, and most of these people are screened out by Li Ji." ”

"In recent years, the whole Ming Dynasty has not been very good, there are a lot of measures for disaster relief tax exemption every year, and the local government is in a frequent emergency, plus these hidden households are the hidden households who lack money and food at home, and they have to do it as a last resort, otherwise who doesn't want their children to live openly?" Uncle Zhong shook his head and pointed to the newcomers below, "The day before yesterday was just a full meal, and dozens of people cried bitterly. ”

The common people of this year...... Bitter, although the agricultural tax in the Ming Dynasty is considered low, but there are many other chaotic types of taxes, plus the weather that has seen the ghost during this Xiaoice period, it is similar to the special convulsion, and there is not much left after the tax is paid for the little grain that is dug out of the field, no one at home starves to death, it is a good time for the year, a big drought and a big flood on the southern side, that is, a group of people lined up to enter the prefecture, and they can't pull back, just these hidden Dingkou people, they can eat one dry and two meals a day are considered solid people.

Yang Shangjing sighed, farmer, he was a class brother before he crossed, but now, there is no artifact such as chemical fertilizer, there is no various construction machinery, the ability of the small peasant economy to fight against natural disasters is almost zero, and the accumulation of basic science such as materials science is insufficient, not to mention that he is a liberal arts monk, even a purebred engineering dog can only stare dryly, slowly pick up iron and then open the furnace to make steel, hoard a batch of relatively qualified steel and then improve the process to continue steelmaking......

"This ...... Alas! Yang Shangjing sighed, then turned his head to the soap Li beside him and said, "Tell me to go down, I fainted and carried him to a cool place, unbuttoned my clothes, fed some cold water, raised my legs, and I still have to practice when I recover." ”

The "donation" he got from the big households also raised a hundred soldiers, and now the young people locked in the field are a large number, after all, the increase in output depends on intensive farming, and the green skins in the city are not qualified, and these hidden households are the most suitable, so they can only find a way to slowly improve their physical fitness, anyway, the uprising of the displaced people in the south has the intervention of the big households, and it will take three or four years to really calm down.

Uncle Zhong looked at the soap and said, "The young master is training and doesn't pass on any martial arts, why do you want to stand upright?" ”

"But let them know what collective and obedience are, by the way, practice patience, really get to the battle formation, just shout a charge here, these hundred and fifty people can rush up, the formation is not chaotic, it can already be regarded as a strong army, right?" Yang Shangjing shrugged his shoulders, "As for martial arts, when the time comes, two or three will fight one, so what kind of martial arts do you need?" ”

Uncle Zhong can fight, and when he encounters three bandits with armor, he will be left and right, and when the time comes, he will run over directly with good discipline, as long as the momentum is raised, it will be no problem for these 150 people to crush 3500 people, and the displaced people will ...... The food is not as good as these people.