Emperor Jing and his group changed into casual clothes before leaving the palace.

There is no need to mention the elegant and luxurious clothes, but the guard obviously regarded Emperor Jing as a person like a wealthy businessman and a rich man.

Is a mere businessman worthy of sitting in the same pavilion with his young master?

Emperor Jing stood in the rain, silent.

The few people behind him were shocked.

The good guy, His Majesty, was scolded and said that His Majesty was the old man, and he had gained knowledge after living to this age.

The faces of the guards who came with him had already sunk, and they put their hands quietly on their waists. They just waited for Emperor Jing to call the heads of the pavilion to the ground!

Guo Tianyang was even more furious, and rushed up with his teeth and claws, shouting: "You bastard! Why do you talk to my master..."

Halfway through, the guard raised his hand and slapped Guo Tianyang.

The whole person fell directly into the water, and Gulugu had a few bubbles, and then he was pulled up again.

But a lot of dirty water choked in my mouth, and I couldn't speak for a while, and I just coughed on the spot.

Seeing this, Li Yansong quickly patted his back.

Emperor Jing's face was cold at this moment: "What if I have to go in?"

The guard tilted his lips and smiled: "Old guy, he is very brave. The one sitting here is my young master, the famous Su Rongxuan Su Juren in the yard, and the guest of honor of Lord Yan. You are worthy of being with my young master.

In a pavilion?”

"You still want to come up, you can try it? Your brain is farting you!"

Emperor Jing was so angry that his whole body was trembling.

I am so old that I am, and it is the first time that someone scolds me like this. A mere slave can be so arrogant!

The swords in the hands of several guards were already tightly clenched, and the veins on the back of their hands were exposed... I was looking forward to Emperor Jing's order in my heart.

The sound of thunderstorms in the sky was heard, and Emperor Jing couldn't help feeling a little sad when he stood in the rain.

After a long time, he spoke: "A mere juren, he actually..."

"Rareless! My young master is full of fame. Whoever comes and goes with you on weekdays is not a high-ranking official and a great scholar? You are so proud. It is a great blessing to let you meet my young master today."

"You dare to speak out here? Get out of here quickly, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

Emperor Jing was about to speak and suddenly burst into screams.

"Help! Someone fainted!"

Everyone looked sideways and found that it was the old man who had just helped the woman hold an umbrella. The woman had already turned over with her holding the child.

Fortunately, the old man tried his best to support her, but he seemed a little helpless and confused.

Seeing this, the people on the side hurried up to help him, and someone wanted to carry the child out of the woman's arms.

But I knew that the woman's hand was tightly holding the child in her arms, and even if she had fainted, the others couldn't even break it.

Emperor Jing immediately shouted angrily: "Why don't you let anyone in yet?!"

But the guard smiled disdainfully: "It's interesting. I've seen such mud legs for a lot of people. I just want to run to the pavilion to hide from the rain while pretending to be sick."

"If everyone pretends to be sick, can the men in this pavilion sit down safely?"

"They are all Wenquxing from the sky. These mud legs are covered in vulgarity... If you want to enter, there is no way!"

"I won't say good things for the second time, get out of here!"

Li Yansong and others looked at the sad scene in front of them in a hushed manner.

Let the rain slap on the face, the wet clothes flew up and down in the wind, and there was only a long sigh in my heart...

Seeing the situation in front of him, Li Yansong already knew it.

When Yan Guoan went to Dengjinfang to manage, he must first contact local scholars and gentry.

These people usually look gentle and elegant, but no one is a local tyrant, and even the slave guards are superior.

After all, it is rare for poor people to afford to read books.

These people need identities and money, and the management of the market of Yan Guoan is inseparable from these people. Not to mention Yan Guoan, even if it is the government, if you want to govern a place, you must contact local scholars.

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After all, they are the best people and have resources in their hands. What are the mere people? To be cruel, for many officials, the people are probably just numbers on paper.

But if you leave these people alone, you can't do anything. The strong dragon will not suppress the local snake. These people have a lot of energy in their territory. If you go against them, you will get half the result with twice the effort.

Do you look down on local gentry and scholars? Well, they will directly encourage the crowd to pour dirty water on you. If the official voice is smelly, you won’t have to be an official anymore.

If the government order is transmitted to the public, do you want to find someone to implement it? Yes, just fool you.

Li Yansong put himself in his shoes and thought about it, and he could understand it a little.

But the current performance is completely different from the news that came to the court?

This is the manifestation of your success in educating people as you are the Lord Yan?

These so-called overeducated scholars are clearly abused and harming the people, without any kindness, which makes people feel cold!

Emperor Jing's face was covered with frost, and his heart was as cold as a piece of ice.

Then the image of Li Yuanzhao suddenly appeared in my mind.

I don’t know if Yuanzhao is as bad as here...

Zhang Dongxiang could not help but feel angry, so he rolled up his sleeves and went to fight.

Guo Tian ran to hold him to death. Now he just went up and was looking for a fight. The dog was very powerful. You, a fucked old man, were probably not being dispersed directly.

Your Majesty will be killed soon, and no one in the room will leave!

During the confrontation, the sound of scholars chatting and laughing faintly came from the pavilion.

"Brother Chen, your poem has neat parallelism and beautiful artistic conception. It can be seen that you have made great progress recently. Hey, who made the following lewd words?"

"Who else can you have? Brother Wang Zai... Haha, look at the word he wrote, it can be seen that it was learned from the brothel."

"Tsk tsk tsk tsk, the writing is really good, but what does the row below mean?"

"This, Brother Wang said that adding some points at the end will make people feel meaningless!"

"I see!"

The sound of wind, rain and thunder obscured the sound in the pavilion, but finally some teasing sounds came into Emperor Jing's ears.

Emperor Jing felt a little dizzy.

When he calmed down, he turned around and left the pavilion. The guards and the three pavilions beside him looked at each other.

According to Your Majesty's previous temper, these people probably had already fallen to the ground, but now they turn around and leave?

"Take that woman and the child into the car... Get in!"

The emperor dared not refuse to follow the emperor's orders, and everyone silently returned to the carriage.

In the carriage, Emperor Jing lowered his head and was silent for a while. He touched the rain on his face, and his expression returned to normal: "Carry Guo and go back to the palace, let all the guards in the factory go out."

"Closing this workshop tightly, no one can leave. If there is any omission, you will only ask!"

Guo Tianyang couldn't help but feel nervous.

Your Majesty is going to start a massacre! Yan Guoan is finished...
Chapter completed!