In a few days, the Jingshi has undergone earth-shaking changes.

Shide Hall, Rong and Tang, Lianhui Hall, Shu Zaiyang four major bookstores and printing workshops are almost day and night.

Several major dyeing workshops of Yuan's garment workshop.

Even Yichun Tang and Daguanzhai jade antique shops seem to be crazy and are rushing to work, so that the spot red cloth and jade have almost doubled, and the wages of craftsmen in printing and dyeing are also rising, even to the point where they need to rob people.

And in the prison of the Criminal Department, listening to Zhang Juzheng's description, Ning Jue's mouth was about to hit the ground.

Stuff a flyer, this is just stuffing the newspaper out?

What's going on with this song? How come history has not even heard of it?

Regarding Ning Jue's various questions, Zhang Juzheng's answer was only two words.

- Crazy.

"Brother Ning, this is really unheard of."

Ning Jue was silent for a moment before he couldn't help but speak.

"No, uncle, you should be glad."

Zhang Juzheng smiled dumbly: "Brother Ning, when has this been, are you still joking?" ”

"It's not a joke." Ning Jue blew lightly on the tea bowl in front of him, and the tea soup rippled.

"There is no wind and no waves, some things are just magnified, and it doesn't mean that he doesn't exist."

"It has been a hundred and fifty years since the dynasty, and the set of rules set by Emperor Taizu no longer works, but there are still a few steps before they die."

"There was resentment in the hearts of the people, and they hated that the new law was too slow to be carried out, and the scholars were ...... I also feel that the court is too aggressive, and it is difficult to change the law. ”

Zhang Juzheng was stunned when he heard this.

"Brother Ning means we're in a hurry?"

"Nope." Ning Jue said categorically: "It's really too late to change the law when it is difficult to return." ”

"There is no better way to go to the poor place of water and sit and watch the clouds rise, but the uncle can teach the prince to pay attention to all walks of life in the capital in recent days, and there should be unexpected joy."

Zhang Juzheng frowned and said: "But you can't let them make trouble, if you make a big mess in the world because of the change of the law, wouldn't you put the cart before the horse?" ”

"Uncle, have you ever thought about a possibility...... There has never been a perfect law in the world, there has never been one, there is no one, there will be none, there will be none. ”

Zhang Juzheng opened his mouth to speak, but when his mouth opened, he was stunned.

Because Zhang Juzheng has always believed that he is stepping out a broad road of eternal peace for the common people in the world.

The turmoil in Beijing is not a matter of the road, but of the wrong direction themselves.

And Ning Jue now told him that this "broad road" originally looked like this.

Zhang Juzheng's expression gradually changed from dazed to stunned.

"Brother Ning, eternal peace...... It can't be so peaceful. ”

"There will be no real peace in the world, a generation has done its best, if there is no successor, it will only be the peace of the fifth or sixth generations."

"The peace of the fifth and sixth generations should not be to cause the people to go crazy!"

"It's not crazy, at least Daming's problem has been solved! Those tenants who don't have land can go to the bookstore to print books, and they can go to the dyeing shop to dye cloth! They don't have to farm, they don't have land, they can still live, and it is better to have an extra road, even if it is full of thorns, than not there! ”

Zhang Juzheng stood up with some unacceptability and paced a few steps in the cell.

"The people also work hard, and they can be well-off. Zhang thinks that my Ming Dynasty's change method must at least be ......"

Ning Jue's words seemed to be a basin of cold water splashed on Zhang Juzheng's head.

"It is imperative to let the starving people live first."

Throughout the ages, the more people who change the law, the more hard-hearted they are.

When their ambitions are not rewarded, they are all well-deserved idealists, and in the process of practicing their ideals, they will eventually be pulled down by the gravitational pull of realism and smashed to the ground.

If you don't take everything as a dog, it will be difficult to achieve great things.

When Zhang Juzheng left the Criminal Department, Ning Jue finally couldn't help but remind him.

"Uncle, the whale waves are in the waves, and he is not in the field."

A spring rain swept across Zhili, and the tenant farmers in the fields could finally take a breath and not have to bother to water the land.

But no one in the six departments paid attention to this spring rain, and no one reported auspiciousness.

In the Qingning Palace, the sound of the high arch echoed in the palace.

“…… The monthly eclipse of the Zi craftsman and the printing master of the Jingshi bookstore has been nearly eight coins of silver, and the monthly eclipse of the apprentice has two coins, and the monthly eclipse of the skilled craftsmen of the dyeing workshop such as Yuan's garment has seven coins of silver, and the apprentice has raised seven hundred, and the jade from all over the country is exported to Beijing, and the taxes of each discipline of the Beijing division have increased more than four times compared with the previous month, and the number of displaced people in Beijing has also increased. ”

Gao Gong, who was shouting and shouting at these people before, has turned his attitude upside down at this moment.

"Your Highness, from this point of view, this matter is not so terrible."

Zhu Zaili inquired suspiciously: "The people live in peace, why has the number of displaced people in Beijing increased?" ”

Gao Gong arched his hand and said: "The homeless people in Zhili are naturally several times larger than the Beijing Division, and I heard that the Beijing Master has a job, and the displaced people in the state capitals of Zhili naturally heard the news. ”

Zhu Zaili nodded thoughtfully, and then looked at Zhang Juzheng.

"Why didn't Mr. Zhang say anything?"

Zhang Juzheng took out a stack of leaflets from his arms.

"Your Highness, the trade between this dyeing workshop and the bookstore is prosperous, but the scholars and people in this capital are afraid that the movement will become bigger and bigger."

Zhu Zaili took the flyer handed over by Zhang Juzheng, but his expression couldn't help but sink.

These leaflets are obviously not pushed by the Tao family behind them.

More is to dismantle the similarities and differences between the new law and the old law in detail, and the gentlemen of the singing newspaper halls in Beijing also directly took on the function of interpreting the government and politics.

It's just that this interpretation is obviously different from what Zhang Juzheng expected at first.

"If the new law is implemented, then there will be rice in every household in the world, and meat in the meal will only be between October and the moon."

“……”

"If the old law is abolished, the country will not be a country, there will be no loyal ministers, there will be no filial sons in the family, and the world will be in chaos."

“……”

After only watching two editions, Zhu Zaili was stunned.

Not to mention the common people.

Even if Zhu Zaili knew what was going on, he was moved by the content of the leaflet, and even felt that what both sides said made sense.

It's a pity that both sides have a common shortcoming.

That is, these analyses have nothing to do with Daming's change.

Obviously, the people who printed these leaflets were not concerned with the old law or the new law at all.

They're just making up stories so that everyone can find the stories they want to hear, find like-minded people, and spend the money in their stores.

"Mr. Zhang, I'm afraid there is something wrong with this momentum, shouldn't these newspaper halls be managed?"

Zhang Juzheng brought up a stack of notebooks of the impeachment of the newspaper hall by the Taoist officials.

"Your Highness, these are the transcripts of the impeachment of the Newspaper Pavilion."

"What does Mr. Zhang mean, copy some first?" Zhu Zaili's eyebrows raised, but Gao Gong stood up first.

"Your Highness, the minister does not dare to agree." After that, Gao Gong pointed to the notebook in Zhang Juzheng's hand and said: "Uncle, scholars don't need others to sing the newspaper, and those who can listen to the newspaper are all small people. ”

"According to what the ministers see, listen to their own thoughts, the court only needs to do a good job of the court."

Zhang Juzheng wanted to speak and stopped, because Zhang Juzheng sensed that something was wrong but couldn't say it, so he had to second.

A piece of jade pendant is indeed worth more than a piece of red cloth.

But the number of scholars is limited after all, and the scholars in Beijing only account for a small part of the population of Beijing.

Yu Pei only made a few bucks!

When Wang Shaofu saw the money he made by hoarding red cloth, the voices in the city changed overnight, and almost all the leaflets stood on the side of the New Party.

So much so that during the day, children spread out in the streets, and in less than three days, almost all the people in the city were wrapped in red scarves.

The young beast hidden in the world finally realized that it could only absorb enough nutrients by relying on the civilians themselves, and the contradiction that Da Ming had accumulated for a hundred years pushed the young beast behind the back.

This small red scarf has thus become the first product in Daming with a total sales of more than one million in three days.

"Neighbors! Those dog officers want us to be slaves and servants for generations to come! ”

A newspaper singer went into battle shirtless, standing in the tea shed and crying tears.

"Today's new law is not for you and me, we are just trying to fight a way out for our children and grandchildren!"

"Why can't you help the traitors in the court, the prince! Are you still in the palace or not! You're still not my Ming prince! ”

Clearly, the New Party is no longer confined to ordinary people.

Some of the new scholars in the DPRK and China also joined in, because they knew about it.

Indeed, the people are too bitter.

The increasing frequency of leaflets has already resonated in their hearts, and they believe that the new law is their way to bring peace to all generations.

"Neighbors! Listen to me! Listen to me! A scholar in a Confucian crown jumped onto the table and shouted, "I am also from Zhejiang!" I know what the Tao family did in Zhejiang! He is the Tao father and son, and he is a big hypocrisy! I Zhejiang people can't wait to eat meat and bedding! ”

"I know where the pseudo-filial son Tao Dalin's house is! I am not afraid of death, and I am willing to remove this great harm for the court! But there are still people who are not afraid of death and go with me?! ”

The crowd in the newspaper hall chimed in.

"Go along! Get rid of the thief! ”

The original mountain cry gradually converged into one word.

Kill!

Half an hour later, under the leadership of a few scholars.

I don't know how many people wrapped in red scarves appeared outside the Tao family's door, and even the Tao family's gatekeeper also put on red scarves after seeing the people wrapped in red scarves outside, and blended in the crowd.

"The coffin of the old thief Tao is here!"

As soon as these words came out, the people who were originally at a loss to rush into Tao's house seemed to have found their way.

swarmed away directly, and dismantled Tao Shixian's coffin, not even half of the sawdust remained.

"Where is Tao Dalin?! Where is Tao Dalin?! ”

The angry scholar grabbed one of the Tao family's subordinates.

This time, even the descendants of the Tao family have some experience, and there is almost no cover-up.

"The eldest young master of my family went to meet the guests at the classmate's house, but he hasn't returned home yet."

"Which classmate?!"

The scholar's eyes were already red, and he roared sharply.

"Gentlemen...... The Great Ribbons. ”

"Who knows where the Zhu Clan's Mansion is?!"

"I know the way!"

A group of people just shouted "get rid of the thieves" and went straight to the houses.

It's just that not long after this group of people left, Tao Dalin, who had just returned from Zhujia, saw the door where his house fell to the ground, and Tao Dalin even slapped himself in disbelief.

Tao Dalin walked into the middle hall blankly, but the sight was only a chief's wreath and a coffin that had long disappeared, and there was only a messy hall, Tao Dalin's eyes were red in an instant.

"You guys, you shit, don't you even look at home?! Where's my dad?! ”

Tao Dalin casually picked up a family member who was knocked to the ground and scolded angrily: "What about my father?!" ”

"Sir...... Lord......"

"Where was my dad taken? Say! Say! ”

Tao Da roared hysterically.

The family Ding trembled and whispered: "This is a master all over the place......

(End of chapter)