"Thank you for the reward, thank you for the reward."

The middle-aged storyteller wrote with a smile on his face, and he hurriedly bowed down and wrote.

However, Jia Rudao could feel it, and he always felt a little pretended to be happy.

"I think you're a good speaker, and you've read books for a few years. Why didn't you take the test for fame? ”

"Yang Da, a grass citizen, does have a few big characters, but because his family is poor and too stupid, he knows that his fame is hopeless, and in order to make a living, he can only rely on some lip service to make a living, which makes the big officials laugh."

Yang Da looked a little embarrassed.

"If I am not wrong, this great sage and good teacher should be talking about Zhang Jiao of Taiping Dao during the Han Dynasty, right?"

Jia Rudao picked up the teacup, took a sip and asked casually.

"The big officials really have a broad vision and are high, and they must have this insight because of their fame. This great sage and good teacher, if he is not afraid of the laughter of big officials, in the eyes of the small ones, it is just some strange and chaotic words, so that the listeners can listen to it and earn money to support their families. ”

Yang Da said with a look of admiration.

"What about me, although I have a meritorious reputation, but since I was a child, I have been saying this old man Huang Zhi, such a wild way as a great sage and good teacher is rarely heard, and now I heard you talk about a great sage and good teacher, I think it is quite interesting, I never thought that you, the storyteller, said that it was a strange force and a god, it was really boring."

When Yang Da heard Jia Yidao's words, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he felt a little happy while flickering.

"This time I traveled from Lin'an to Guangzhou City, when I have to stay for some time, the ancestors of Ping and my ancestors have the old, these days will live in Shifu. That's it, please help me find some of this great sage and good teacher's strange books, even if it's a wild history, if you find it, you can send it to Shifu, and Pingzhi will give this Yang brother ten taels of silver, you can't work in vain, right? ”

Jia Rudao put down the teacup, his face was disappointed, and he no longer had the intention of continuing to talk to Yang Da.

Shi Jun blinked his eyes and cooperated very much, and took out ten taels of silver again and handed it to Yang Da.

"Your luck is here, my brother likes these things the most, use more snacks, less for your benefit."

A look of hesitation flashed on Yang Da's face, and he saw that Jia Rudao had already made a gesture of serving tea to the guests, and finally bowed down and retired.

During the whole process, Jia Rudao did not shy away from Zheng Mingxuan, Qiu Shuyu and others, and they naturally all saw it.

Naturally, these people don't think that Jia Yidao really likes the strange power of these wild paths. It's just that with Jia Yidao's current identity, do you need to act like this? If you really want to suspect that this Yang Da has something to do with the rebellion of Mingjiao and Fujian Road, you can directly take down the torture and interrogate.

"The scourge of Mingjiao cannot be solved in a moment and a half, nor can it be caught by catching a storyteller. Mingjiao can exist for such a long time, and naturally there is a reason for its existence. How much does a storyteller know? If you want to solve the problem of Mingjiao once and for all, in the end, it depends on the imperial court, if everyone has food and clothing, even if they believe in religion, who will do that rebellion? ”

As if seeing the doubts of Zheng Mingxuan and the others, Jia Rudao sighed.

Zheng Mingxuan and the others could only listen to Jia Yidao at this time, but it was difficult to answer.

After all, Jia Rudao can say that the court is here and that, but they are not easy to intervene.

However, although the imperial court did not do it, it was not a reason for these people to gather people to rebel. Especially now that the Mongols are looking down on each other, they are adding chaos to the court at this time, but they are really changing and killing. Zhao Yi, you go and tell Qin Shou and ask him to closely monitor all the storytellers in the city, as long as the storytelling is related to this great sage and good teacher, all of them are good to touch the roots, don't startle the snake. Any news will be sent to the pacification embassy at any time. ”

Jia Rudao turned to Zhao Yi and ordered.

The rebellion of Fujian Road **** put Jia Rudao in an extremely passive situation, not only in the court, but also disrupted his plan for development.

Guangzhou Road has now eliminated all the old, weak, sick and disabled, and the real soldiers, plus the Beiwei army, are only less than 50,000 people. The regimental training envoy Yamen had just begun to recruit soldiers, and it was the time of spring ploughing, and it was not so easy to recruit enough soldiers in a short period of time. Not to mention, Jia Rudao also set a lot of conditions.

50,000 soldiers, except for some combat strength of the Beiwei army, the remaining 49,000 people are the original van soldiers. Moreover, these 50,000 people are not all in Guangzhou, they are the soldiers of the entire 36 mansions of Guangdong Road. So far, there are only more than 30,000 people who have rushed to Guangzhou City. The more than 30,000 people who have just begun to be organized and trained, and even the army has not yet been replenished, how can they put down the rebellion on Fujian Road?

But it was not good if it was uneven, which made Jia Yidao feel that he had fallen into an extremely embarrassing situation.

But in other words, this Fujian Road rebellion also has a good side, that is, it happens to train troops in actual combat, and even the Beiwei army, although it is an elite, has never seen blood. After all, you can't train a first-class elite on paper, and only after fighting on the battlefield can you have a real elite.

It's just that this blood, after all, is still the blood of the Song people themselves, not anything else.

When Zheng Mingxuan and the others heard Jia Yidao's words, their hearts couldn't help but froze.

This person who did not have the slightest smoke and fire indifferently popped out of his mouth to kill the word, but it was much more violent than the killing intent of those people who shouted to kill all day long.

Fujian Road, I'm afraid it will be a sea of blood again.

"My lord, Lord Ding is here."

Shi Chun poked in and said.

"Let him in."

Jia Rudao got up and turned his head to Zheng Mingxuan and the others to continue;

"Zi Wan is here, a few people will talk to Zi Wan about the affairs of Guangzhou Port, what conditions and requirements are there directly with Zi Wan, you can also go directly to the pacification embassy to find me, Fujian Road has changed, this official really can't delay too long, the longer the delay is not good for the museum or the court."

"It's important for adults to do business, just hand over Guangzhou Port to a few of us, and I and a few others will definitely work together with Lord Ding to build Guangzhou Port as soon as possible."

"Well, I'll leave it to a few."

Jia Rudao nodded and saw Ding Daquan coming in from outside the room.

"Ziwan, these people must be familiar to you, Guangzhou Port is urgent, the people of the Ming Sect in Wuping Mansion on Fujian Road have raised troops to make trouble, and this official wants to go back to appease the embassy first, and I will leave it to you here."

Hearing Jia Rudao's words, Ding Daquan couldn't help but be stunned, then looked at Zheng Mingxuan and the others standing on the side, and hesitated for a moment.

"My lord, the lower officials also have important things to report."

"Huh? Do you have something to report? What's going on again?? ”

Jia Rudao looked at Ding Daquan's dark face, and a sense of ominousness flashed in his heart.

(End of chapter)