At this time, in a rented courtyard next to the Siyan South Courtyard of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, a group of scholars were completely unaware of the impending danger, and were talking about the government wantonly, dozens of people were sitting and collapsing or sitting on the ground, although the brazier was burning in the huge room, but for this weather, it was still a little insufficient, and many people rubbed their hands while listening to the Confucian who was standing on the edge of the bed and wearing Yuan color straight dress speak loudly, "...... Yuheng is not talented, a few years ago he went to Yongchang to listen to Mr. Jinxi (Luo Rufang, number near Xi, Yan Shannong's student, the enlightenment pioneer of the three major Confucians in the late Ming Dynasty) lecture, Mr. Jinxi said [is born equal, the avenue is only in itself], Yuheng thought so, lingered in Yongchang for half a year, actually said to listen to Mr. Jinxi to teach the avenue, but Yuheng left Yongchang to study the world, everywhere you see, the world only respects the clothes and does not respect people, only respects the grandmother does not respect the grandson, for people to introduce, open his mouth is this benevolent brother is the son of a certain political participation, this brother Taizu is a certain imperial history, In this era, can you get ahead with poetry and books? I'm afraid it may not be ......"

"Brother Yuheng said it well." The surrounding scholars couldn't help but stroke their palms, and the Confucian priest arched his hand slightly, and continued: "A few days ago, Yuheng took his wife to Guiyuan Temple to burn incense and make a vow, and he will meet Ning Yuanbo Li Chengliang's second son Xianyi angry horse, and he paid a lot of money to the whole temple, and the sesame oil money is one hundred taels of silver, and I am a scholar, ten years of cold windows, and I am admitted to the gift, but only four rice per month (unit of measurement, one Hu is usually considered to be equivalent to the same stone), do not eat or drink for several years, before I can afford to give this sesame oil money, then Li Ergongzi is better than me? Famous? No, just because his father is Ning Yuanbo, in this world, it is not the chest that fights, but the father! ”

The door shaft creaked, and a young woman wearing an onion green skirt and an agarwood-colored back came in from outside, holding two quilts in both hands, and turned around to arch the door with her arms when she walked into the door. ”

With a smile on her face, the young woman whispered with a slight apology: "It's very cold at night these days, and the room can't afford to burn the brazier, if you burn a few more braziers, it will be warm......

The Confucian hurriedly said: "Mrs. Sister-in-law's words make us all ashamed, now this brazier is in Mrs. Sister-in-law's room, but it has caused Mrs. Sister-in-law to freeze." The young woman smiled, spread the quilt on the floor, and then whispered to a few Confucian scholars who had been rubbing their hands, and several people immediately thanked them while drilling into the quilt, the so-called cold started from the soles of the feet, the quilt was covered on the legs, and the legs of several people were put together, and they immediately felt warm, and couldn't help but thank the young woman again.

The young woman smiled, and let the other futon cover several other people, and then straightened up, looking at the talkative husband, and her face couldn't help but show some worry.

The husband and wife came back from the Guiyuan Temple, and the young woman was annoyed why she had to take her husband to burn incense and repay her vows when she was sick, and it would be good if she didn't go by herself, her husband was already very disgusted with the powerful, and when she met the son of Uncle Ningyuan's family to charter the Guiyuan Temple, her face was even more gloomy.

The woman has nothing to teach to her husband, and the husband claims to be a disciple of Mr. Luo Rufang of Jinxi, and he likes to talk about the study of the king, which is actually very ridiculous to the woman's ears, although she herself does not read much, but she has also read the Analects, and she also understands that the master said [not in his position, not in his government], the husband is talented and learned, but are all the princes of the court pigs? In the woman's opinion, the husband is actually not at home and does not know the price of firewood and rice, such as the husband can support four taels of rice per month, although he often complains too little, but, reading and can receive Lu rice, and exempt from servitude, these four hu rice is almost equal to two taels of silver, a Suzhou weaver gets up early every day and is greedy for darkness, but only about three taels of silver, is this not enough? Do you have to work hard to control people, and those who work hard to control people?

Fan Yuheng still spoke loudly, "...... For example, Uncle Zheng Guo, but a young man, can not write a few songs, because his sister suddenly won the favor of heaven, as if he lived in eight, in his own Humble Administrator's Garden erected the banner of [Dadu Governor Xingyuan], Zhengde year when the imperial history of Wang Jingzhi because of the factory guard, retreated to Suzhou to build the Humble Administrator's Garden, if he knows the spring, he knows that now the Humble Administrator's Garden lives in countless brocade guards, and I don't know how to dare to think! This Uncle Zheng Guo is only fourteen or fifteen years old, and he actually indulged in the government and banned Caoyun, which led to a sharp rise in grain prices in Suzhou. ”

As soon as they said this, these Confucian scholars gritted their teeth one by one, "Then Zheng Guofan has not succeeded enough to fail, and Cao Yun has been the top priority of the dynasty since the Sui and Tang dynasties, but he suddenly banned it, and he is a brainless man...... It really harmed hundreds of people, and we were also harmed, a few days ago, I had already replaced the indica rice I had withdrawn with japonica rice...... Ay! Although the price of grain has fallen sharply in the past few days, there is still not much grain in the world, in my opinion, at most three times, the price of this grain has to rise, to be honest, I have already replaced indica rice with brown rice......"

Rice is divided into three grades, first-class indica rice, second-class japonica rice, and third-class brown rice.

Although Jiangnan now has a shortage of grain due to the planting of mulberry and hemp and other cash crops, and has to rely on other provinces to transport it, it will not shorten the rice of the readers, and most of the rice of the readers is indica rice, that is, the refined white rice that has been shelled three times. As the saying goes, if you are not afraid of not knowing the goods, you are afraid of comparing the goods, what these people say, if you let the Fuso girls such as Sugata Risa and Sakurai Liya come to listen, maybe you will have to spray these readers on the face.

The refined white rice that has been shelled three times, it has to be a million stone grid to be able to afford it, the normal daimyo and the samurai master also eat japonica rice or even brown rice, and the people even eat barnyard rice, if you can eat brown rice once, then you have to cry and say thank you to the gods and Buddhas, as for the refined white rice, the people of Fusang call it [silver relics], if you can eat a meal, you are willing to kill your head.

Perhaps, this is the same as 500 years from now, when developing countries watch developed countries dump entire barrels of milk into the sea.

"Ladies and gentlemen." Fan Yuheng said loudly: "Yesterday, I talked about Jiangnan Caoyun with Ma Shajima, the director of the Gyeonggi Grain Housing Section, and Ma was embarrassed! He is an official who lifts people, and now I am a scholar in Jiangnan, who lifts people and officials, and most of them are in the yamen such as Caoyun and Grain Dao, this Uncle Zheng Guo's ban on Caoyun has cut off our way of life! ”

If the good official is present, he will definitely sneer, and finally get to the point, people don't kill the heavens and the earth for themselves, what they say is so good, to put it bluntly, it's not for their own future.

If a scholar wants to be an official, he has to show his talent and raise people to take the Jinshi step by step examination, and most of them have to take the Jinshi to be an official, but if he raises people in high school, he is actually qualified enough, and the local authorities are like some book offices, chiefs, section chiefs, etc., and they can go out of office, and the work of supervising the grain road and Cao Yun is cumbersome, among which the most is to use this kind of clerk more, and the Cao Yun is banned.

For example, Ma Shaji, the director of the Gyeonggi Grain Housing Division, once there is no Caoyun Yamen, his resume is not enough for him to continue to be an official, at this time, the Yamen, the official is only a handful, and the main hall officials basically have to be born as a proper Jinshi, a radish and a pit, it will almost not be the turn to lift people's heads, even if there is, it is extremely rare, and the Daming Law has strict regulations in this regard [those who raise people, pay tribute to the people, and are selected in prison, or are awarded the position of Xiaojing, or confer the official of the prefecture and county, or confer the position of teaching], in fact, [ The sentence "Fuzuo and the state and county officials] can almost be ignored, and in any dynasty, the further back, the more serious the number of readers.

This is like 500 years later, in the early days of the reform of the dynasty, college students were already highly educated, and it was very rare, and after 30 years of reform, the people who swept the road were college students, and the officials were not double masters and doctors, and you were embarrassed to say that you were highly educated.

This is the real reason why these readers jump up and down! There are thousands of official positions in the yamen such as Caoyun and Grain Dao, once they are banned, all of them will be wiped out, no matter whether they are sitting in that position in the ass or pointing to sit in that position in the future, they will definitely hate Uncle Zheng Guo, who banned Caoyun.

Especially these people who like to make trouble, most of them are from ordinary families, and their future is related, if they fail to pass the Jinshi exam, they will retreat to the second, and there is still a hope, but now that so many yamen are banned at once, doesn't it mean that the widow dies her son, and there is no hope, and they will naturally not be angry.

"If we wait for the organization to be organized, we will always mess up this matter." One of the scholars opened his mouth and said that his proposal, everyone echoed it, and the scholars already had the practice of breaking boots, and then Gu Yanwu said bluntly, the so-called seeking fame, most of them are just to obtain the identity of a big master, saying that the whole world is a fake Confucian, and the students are good at talking about the study of the king, but they are idle with the old farmers in the mountain village to talk about the emperor eating meat and buns.

"Yu Heng is doing this." Fan Yuheng said loudly: "I wait for the seeds of reading to be qualified to decide on the government, so what is Uncle Zheng!" The so-called Ren Xianchen is far away from annihilation, the dynasty has been three hundred years, where is there an uncle who decides state affairs, we should call on all the scholars in Suzhou Mansion to jointly write a letter to impeach Uncle Zheng. ”

There is a saying in Suzhou Mansion called [the city is full of literary operation, and there are square scarves everywhere], you can imagine how many people are reading, if you really want all the readers to sign together, it must be to impeach whoever is unlucky.

Fan Yuheng said this, and everyone suddenly became happy, this mud horse is a feat of the students of the Eastern Han Dynasty! Dozens of Confucian students in the entire room trembled with excitement, and one named Huang Feiye said loudly: "Brother Yuheng, you have always been talented and ambitious, and I will only look forward to you." The rest of the people agreed, and said, "Yes, Brother Yuheng can be the leader." ”

When the audience said this, Fan Yuheng also sweated excitedly, although the yuan color on his body was a little thin, but at this time, he felt hot and hot, and felt that there was a mood of serving the country and the people surging in his chest, and immediately raised his fist and shouted: "Okay, without further ado, let's contact the nearby scholars, stay until the early morning, and go straight to the yamen of Su Song." Although he disdains Uncle Zheng Guo, he also knows very well that Uncle Zheng Guo has countless brocade guards around him, and there are a bunch of Ji generals who are said to be Fusang, and Governor Su Song has always been a soft persimmon, the best to bully, in the past few decades, Governor Su Song does not know how many appointments have been changed, and one-third of them are related to the Shizi's impact on the Yamen.

"I'm waiting for a high-five, how!" Someone made a loud proposal, which sounded quite windy and cold, and everyone immediately agreed, and those who were sitting on the floor covered with quilts immediately got up and gathered in the middle of the room, and everyone stretched out their hands in a circle, and one after another the slender and slender and fair-skinned literati who were accustomed to holding a brush grasped together.

Feeling that there was a lot of blood in his chest, Fan Yuheng wanted to say a few words of inspiration, but he slammed it loudly, the door was an old wooden plank, and it was suddenly kicked to pieces, and in the dust, a man wearing a flying fish suit Shi Shiran walked in, "Blood is an alliance, gather people to rebel, and make a decision according to the law, the creation of our family ......is coming" The scholars listened to these heart-wrenching words, and their faces turned pale suddenly.

(To be continued)