"It's terrible that merchants can supply the fleet!"

"Teacher, those businessmen will soon become supporters of His Majesty and Fang Xing. This is a conspiracy that is intentional and intentional!"

"Last year, the man and Zheng He wanted to build a ship, but that was just a small ship! With that man's net worth, he could easily take out money, but he actually went to pay the tax. It wasn't that forced... the wishes to take the bait..."

Huang Jian was in pain. He felt that Fang Xing’s plan last year seemed unintentional, as if he was exploiting merchants. He was laughing at the time.

But how long has it been? Fang Xing's original exploitation turned into a big move.

"Teacher, he is tearing the south apart! His hard work and arrangement is to make the south a mess, and then let His... let him defeat them one by one..."

"And he is using these merchants to fight back against those voices who oppose going to sea. As those merchants become bigger and bigger, this momentum will become more and more difficult to curb. Teacher, this man has the dangers of mountains and rivers!"

Wang Yuan pressed his hands down and signaled him to sit down. Then he poured him a cup of tea and said with a smile: "Don't be anxious. The news just arrived, King Ning had been captured, and he was in that big mansion at this moment..."

Huang Jian shrank and made a hissing sound, like a poisonous snake hiding among the fallen leaves discovered its prey.

"Teacher, he's crazy! He must be crazy!"

Huang Yan said happily: "He was guilty of serious crimes but he didn't know that he wanted to stir up trouble in Jinling. This is a way to die!"

Wang Yuan said: "Let's watch."

At this time someone knocked on the door and Huang Yan asked, "What's the matter?"

His relationship with Wang Yuan was quite complicated. He was originally a master and apprentice, later aide and boss, so he was very casual.

A sound came from outside the door, a somewhat surprising voice.

"Master, Xing and Uncle Xing took more than a thousand people to the Ministry of Revenue."

...

Five people in a row, and the line of invisible eyes was marching silently on the long street of Jinling.

There were many people around the Ministry of Revenue in the distance, watching the merchants coming in and out.

Merchants have always been vassals, and they finally succeeded in a single Lu Buwei who would not have a good end.

The merchants of the Ming Dynasty were civil servants or vassals of literati.

Gentlemen can interfere in local affairs, and merchants have low status. If they do not find a backer, it will be a matter of time before they can be annexed.

So don’t simply put the charge of collusion between officials and businessmen on businessmen’s heads. Many times they actually have no choice.

So these "masters" were watching the "slaves" coming in and out of the Ministry of Revenue, with complex eyes.

"Once it is linked to the fleet, these merchants will not be obedient in the future."

A middle-aged man murmured, and his companion said, "Brother Cheng Yu, I remember that the king was able to have a smooth life in these years. Is he here?"

The middle-aged man looked at the door of the Ministry of Revenue and gritted his teeth and said, "He is here."

"Tsk tsk! Then you will be luxurious in the future."

Brother Cheng Yu stared at the door of the Ministry of Revenue and said, "That beast came quietly. I wanted to get rid of me and do it alone. I'm so brave!"

People come in and out of the door of the Ministry of Revenue from time to time. When a businessman came out with joy, he was punched in front of him.

"oops!"

The businessman covered his eyes and stumbled back. He looked up in anger, and then his anger disappeared, looking panicked.

"Mr. Mi..."

Brother Cheng Yu gritted his teeth and said, "You beast, have you found a new master now? He actually came here privately...attack!"

He waved his hand and two servants rushed up behind him.

The businessman turned around and wanted to run into the Ministry of Revenue, but was kicked to the ground by a servant.

The two servants rushed over and kicked the businessman, and Brother Cheng Yu looked at him coldly. The merchants who were in and out did not dare to care about this scene and all walked around carefully from both sides.

The sergeant guarding the gate frowned, but did not take action.

This scene is similar to the owner beating a servant. As long as he doesn't get a big problem and is not beaten to death, the government is too lazy to take a look.

Moreover, these two servants were very sensible and left the key parts.

Brother Cheng Yu stood with his hands behind his back, slowly turned around, his eyes cold and fierce.

"Okay! Good fight!"

The onlookers applauded. They looked excited and their faces turned red, as if they had just taken a fancy to a priest in the Chu Pavilion in Qinlou, and they could immediately go to the spring night together.

"Bow him to death!"

It was like in a arena, these people were gradually aroused by violence, and they cheered and shouted, roaring and thundering.

"Bow him to death!"

When did the slave dare to betray his master?

Merchants are always the toys in my hands. If you want to have something to live, you want to die... it is just a note of two fingers wide to hand into the yamen.

At that time, it was not a collusion between officials and businessmen, but an internal matter of the family.

The literati and civil servants in the world are one family!

Once we join forces, the world will be in turmoil.

Who can stop it?!

who?!

The passion was boiling in my heart, and the people who were already dissatisfied with going out to sea without the interests of those of me were boiling.

"Kill him! Break his hands and feet!"

The two servants were excited by the atmosphere. They gradually lost their composure. The merchants rolling on the ground gradually stopped moving, and they were still kicking.

"Puff! Puff! Puff..."

Those cheering turned their heads in confusion and looked to the right, and then...

Everyone's face was pale!

"beat!"

Brother Cheng Yu turned his back to the businessman and shouted with great enthusiasm.

And the two servants also heard the footsteps, they stopped beating and slowly turned around...

"Puff! Puff! Puff..."

The guns were on the shoulders, the steps were neat, and there were five people in a row...

Those idle people who were attracted by the beating just now flashed to the side and watched the arrival of this army in silence.

A young man's face still had a blush after excitement. He looked at the army curiously and looked at those cold faces, feeling a little envious.

He had never read a book and racked his brains to use a word to praise the evil spirit of this army, but it was fruitless. However, because of his entangled expression, he attracted the attention of a soldier and glanced at him.

It was just a cold look, but the evil spirit in the eyes made the young man stunned.

"It's under that man!"

"Yes, I call him the Demon God outside, look! They are all butchers who kill without blinking!"

"Brother Cheng Yu, come back..."

Someone was shouting in the crowd, but Brother Cheng Yu was staring blankly at a person walking out of the array ahead. The man glanced at the merchant who was already motionless and pointed at the front. The two of them ran out of the array, both carrying boxes.

The man slowly turned to the crowd and said, "When Ben saw you, he remembered the borers, the borers that were harvested for nothing."

The crowd was slightly turbulent, and the two doctors in the army checked the merchant and looked up and said, "Mr., you have gone."

"brute!"

Brother Cheng Yu stood there blankly, his excitement and pride were gone. Under Fang Xing's gaze, he stumbled back a few steps, pointed his hand at the literati who had just encouraged him and praised him, and shouted: "It's you! It's you who made him beat him to death..."

"They tell you to eat/will you go?"

When the businessmen saw Fang wake up, they felt that someone was supporting him, so they slowly surrounded him.

Fang Xing is looking forward to them, looking forward to their daring to accuse those injustices.

Say it, tell me who has a stake in your store, tell me, and Benben immediately dealt with him!

But the merchants just looked silently at the merchant who was lying on the ground and motionless, looking at the traces of his struggle and the blood that splashed out... and silently.
Chapter completed!