Chapter 676: It's not the old emperor who died, but me?
Perhaps because of his affection for the ingot of silver, or perhaps because he is a good talker himself, the vegetable vendor was nonchalant at first, but now he keeps talking.
Without even asking Di Xin, he said everything he knew and wanted to say.
The empty burden was tired after carrying it for a long time. The vegetable seller put it on the ground and said in a low voice: "In the past few days, all the silk, cotton, and white cloth in Yanque Pass have been swept away.
And empty.”
"Now the price of white cloth in Yanqueguan has increased, but it is still sold out. I heard that some merchants have gone to other cities to purchase goods overnight."
The old emperor has ignored government affairs for many years, yet he still has such a great reputation among the people?
Di Xin's expression remained unchanged, and he thought to himself. You must know that after the emperor's death, every family's funeral was an official notice issued by the court, but except for the capital, most local governments turned a blind eye and basically turned a blind eye.
It all depends on the people's consciousness, as long as it looks that way.
Unless the succeeding emperor is stupid, he will not force local governments to waste money and people. Although it is just a small piece of white cloth, for some people at the lowest level, it may be the living expenses for this day.
The old emperor has ignored government affairs in the past few years, and the people have been resentful. Although it has not reached the point of rebellion, he will not let all the people consciously buy white cloth as a memorial.
"Is it forced by the government?" Di Xin asked.
"Of course not."
The vegetable vendor rolled his eyes and continued: "How could the government do such a thing? This is all voluntary. I also grabbed a piece of white cloth today and am going to hang it up when I go home."
As he spoke, he took out a folded white cloth from his arms, let Di Xin take a look at it, and then put it back into his arms like a treasure.
"Don't you think you're wasting money?"
"It is indeed a bit wasteful."
The vegetable seller sighed, with a real hint of loneliness in his tone this time: "But if it's for the one in the capital, this waste is justified."
It seems that the old emperor's prestige among the people is indeed stronger than he knows.
Just as this thought flashed through Di Xin's mind, he heard the vegetable vendor continue: "If it weren't for the policies issued by the man from the capital in the past few months, the lives of us poor people would not have gotten better."
"You may not know, sir, that before the man from the capital came, our family couldn't afford to eat meat once a month. But now, we can eat it at least two or three times a month, and we can still save a little."
Only then did Di Xin hear something was wrong: "The one from the capital? Isn't it the old emperor who died?"
“Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh”
This time, the vegetable vendor blocked Di Xin's mouth with his hand. Although Di Xin dodged it without leaving a trace, he still said with a changed expression: "You are desperate for your life, and you actually cursed and slandered the emperor."
"Don't say I talked to you again."
With that said, he was about to pick up the burden again and leave, as if he didn't want to have any meaningful contact with Di Xin anymore.
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At this time, Di Xin also realized that he had misunderstood something. He took the vegetable seller's arm and said, "Brother, please tell me in detail, who died?"
As he finished speaking, another silver ingot appeared in his hand, and it was twice as big as before and he handed it over.
The vegetable vendor hesitated for a moment, but finally took the silver ingot because of the pressure of life. However, he still warned: "Master, don't say what you just said elsewhere. It is taboo. Don't kill me and I still have a family."
I have a young and old to support.”
"It was just a slip of the tongue, I will pay attention to it in the future."
Di Xin was very cooperative and made the guarantee.
The supremacy of imperial power in this world is a tradition engraved in the bones of all subjects. It is also one of the barriers he wants to break after taking control of the Ancient Moon Realm.
However, since the old emperor has not died, it means that it is not too late for him to come back, but there is no need to be so urgent.
In this way, the vegetable seller breathed a sigh of relief, but he did not put down his burden this time. Obviously if Di Xin said another taboo word, he would turn around and leave.
"The one who died was also from the capital."
He sighed again and said: "The notice from the government a few days ago said that His Royal Highness King Yu was unfortunately killed. By the way, His Highness King Yu is our border general, Zhenguan."
"When the news came out, people refused to believe it, but the general's palace had been hung with white silk, and according to the news from the servants who came out to buy vegetables, the princess had cried faintly several times, and her eyes had been blurred these days.
It’s swollen.”
"Open schools, reduce taxes...No one here has seen a prince as good to the people as His Highness King Yu in so many years. It's unfair for such a good man to die at such a young age."
The vegetable vendor did not see Di Xin's increasingly weird expression, and said regretfully: "It is said that His Royal Highness Prince Yu is only seventeen years old this year, not even in his prime years, and he has not even left a single heir.
.”
Di Xin:......
He could feel that Song Qianwei behind him had been shaking since just now.
Then, he thought of another question: "Brother, do you know who told me... about the death of His Royal Highness Prince Yu?"
The vegetable seller did not notice the flaw in Di Xin's words. He shook his head and said, "I don't know, but it is said that it was brought back by someone who is an innate or a great master."
The great innate master.
There was only one person who left Yanque Pass with Di Xin at the beginning, and that was Zeng Hongshen, and Zeng Hongshen was indeed the Xiantian Grand Master.
Di Xin figured everything out almost instantly.
That day, he was taken away by Song Qianwei after he was in coma. As a result, Zeng Hongshen, who returned later, did not find him. He thought he was dead and his body had been taken away by a wild wolf or something. After searching in vain, he returned to Yanque.
close.
With Zeng Hongshen's status, whether he is the great master of the Xiantian or the great steward of the palace, his words have strong credibility. Therefore, when Emperor Xin did not return for a long time, the government also acquiesced in Zeng Hongshen's news.
of authenticity.
The death of a prince is not a trivial matter, so the current situation has emerged.
Di Xin could imagine that the memorial reporting his death would have been sent to the capital soon, and his posthumous title would probably be given out soon.
Logically speaking, Di Xin should be happy to know that Zeng Hongshen is safe and sound, but now he has a strong sense of cheating.
Zeng Hongshen was not dead, but he was killed.
When the vegetable vendor left with a sigh, Di Xin said expressionlessly.
"Just laugh if you want to, you don't have to hold it back."
Then, laughter that could no longer be suppressed rang out behind him.