Chapter 6 The slave can't turn over, you can't make a big deal
The unwritten rule of Longgang Academy is that it only accepts students from poor families.
It was okay for Huo Qubing to be Xie Yuan's follower, but the arrival of Lu Xiaolangjun made all the disciples in the academy dissatisfied.
In fact, not only the aristocratic family looked down upon the humble family, but the humble family also couldn't stand the style of the aristocratic family.
They enslave the common people, monopolize culture and court, and even try to monopolize the world economy. If a poor family rises and threatens them, they will try every means to suppress it.
The Qi family in Youzhou is the best example——
The grievances between aristocratic families and poor families are too numerous to count.
So after Lu Zhong moved into Longgang Academy, the guests decided to unanimously tell the outside world - except Xie Yuan, no one gave him a good look.
Lu Zhong listened to the words of the head of the Lu family and spent all day in the library reciting ancient books so that the Hui people could write them down silently in the future and keep the ancient books at home.
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Jiankang.
Imperial Palace, Imperial Study Room.
The chamberlain studied his ink and quietly glanced at the emperor who was sitting cross-legged on the banquet with an extremely gloomy expression.
Emperor Tianwu placed the memorial heavily on the table. The bamboo slips beside him trembled and suddenly fell like a mountain.
The chamberlain shivered, glanced at the bamboo slips scattered on the ground, and quietly took a breath.
"Your Majesty, King Langya, King Taiyuan, King Hejian and King Pengcheng would like to see you." At that time, another servant came in with his body bowed and lowered his eyes.
"Pass." Emperor Tianwu waved his hand.
"Here."
The chamberlain left, and not long after, several men wearing silk brocade and black hats came in side by side, bowed to Emperor Tianwu and said, "I have met your Majesty."
"Uncles, you don't need to be polite." After the four people took their seats, Emperor Tianwu said calmly, "Uncles are not in the fief, so they all came to Jiankang. I don't know what is going on?"
"Your Majesty, I think you have read the memorials of my ministers." King Langya took a sip of tea and said, "Since the beginning of November, disasters have occurred all over the Central Plains, including frost, which has damaged the grain."
"That's right. I have come here this time to ask your Majesty to allocate funds from the treasury to help the people." King Hejian answered.
Emperor Tianwu covered his forehead.
He knew this was the case.
And just now, Emperor Tianwu was also angry because of this incident.
Natural disasters continued all over the Central Plains, but the family ignored it and let the disciples of the Sima clan who had been crowned king take care of it - how could they take care of it? They wrote a memorial and asked him to take out money from the Jiankang treasury to provide disaster relief.
As for themselves, they clearly have warehouses of food, but they just refuse to take it out.
Still crying poor.
You know, in the past two years, due to fighting with the Hu people, the national treasury has been in deficit several times. As an emperor, he can only eat a hundred dishes for a meal - who is poorer than the other?
"I……"
Emperor Tianwu knocked on the table and was thinking of a reason to refuse, when he suddenly saw a scroll of memorials.
Is it...a good news from Youzhou?
He opened it and looked at it, and immediately became concerned.
Clearing his throat tactically, Emperor Tianwu softened his expression and said, "Um...good news came from Youzhou. The local governor repelled the barbarians and captured a large number of men, horses, and food."
"Congratulations to Your Majesty, congratulations to Your Majesty!" Several people bowed one after another.
"In the past two years... the national treasury has been tight. Since there is food and grass in Youzhou, some of the emperor's uncles will go to Youzhou to get food." Emperor Tianwu stroked his beautiful beard and smiled.
Several princes: "..."
You can fight the war and support the army, but you are telling us that you have no food and grass?
Are you asking us to go all the way to Youzhou to get food and grass?
Do we look like 200-pound fools?
King Hejian still wanted to speak, but Emperor Tianwu left the table first, citing a headache, and left the imperial study room as if he was running away.
All four of them twitched their mouths.
"Then...are you going to Youzhou?" King Hejian looked at the three princes.
"Your Majesty has already spoken, why don't you go?" King Pengcheng chuckled,
"Speaking of which, there have been no natural disasters in Youzhou since November. It's time for several major families to let go of their blood."
The other three people looked at each other in confusion, understanding what King Pengcheng said.
It's easy to say that, but it's not that easy to eat the flesh and blood of a noble family.
But...if he could really kill him, he would be extremely fat.
As for relieving the people?
What a joke, they don't even have time to show off their wealth, and they still help the people.
The next day, a mighty team came out of Jiankang and headed towards Youzhou in the north.
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November 28th.
The first snow in Youzhou.
Xie Yuan and the others put on their thin coats and were preparing to warm up over the fire and debate, when the bookboy suddenly sent an invitation.
"It was sent by the governor." A guest couldn't help but exclaimed when he saw the token.
"The governor invited me to have a chat with the children of various aristocratic families." Xie Yuan read the invitation and spoke slowly.
Everyone was stunned.
The governor of Youzhou has robbed Xie Yuan of his achievements and looked down on him because he came from a poor family. Now he wants to invite him to have a chat. What kind of nonsense is this?
"Master, please don't go, I'm afraid there's a scam." Huo Qubing frowned.
"If invited by the governor, I will naturally go." Xie Yuan smiled slightly.
When waiting to leave, Xie Yuan took Lu Zhong with him.
The three of them came down the mountain and rushed to the governor's mansion in a carriage.
Today's Governor's Mansion is extremely lively.
A group of children from aristocratic families, headed by the Lu family of Fan Yang and the Li family of Zhaojun, gathered here. They greeted each other politely, took out five stones and dispersed to eat.
Halfway through the meal, everyone got excited and pulled in a few Hu slaves captured in the war.
The slaves were taken to an open field, and the attendants removed their anklets and shackles.
The children of the aristocratic families picked up the crossbows with smiles, and when the slaves ran away, they fired the arrows and shot them through the heads.
The children of the aristocratic families who did not participate clapped their hands and applauded.
Next to him, Xie Yuan, who was serving tea and preparing a sketch, looked at this scene and was stunned for a moment. He turned his head and asked in a low voice: "Injustice, what are they doing?"
Injustice is the small word for Huo Qubing.
Huo Qubing replied in a low voice: "This is a popular entertainment item among the children of aristocratic families."
They bought slaves from other people to satisfy their perverted desires - these slaves were either prisoners of war or low-status people who were not even as good as the lowest beggars, so they had no fun at all.
Don't be soft-hearted.
After listening to what Huo Qubing said, Xie Yuan remained silent.
Also, in this dynasty where rituals and music have collapsed, weird systems and entertainment projects emerge one after another.
Next to him, Lu Zhong saw those slaves whose heads were shot by arrows, their faces turned pale, and one of them couldn't hold back and screamed.
Huo Qubing stood a little further away in disgust.
"Shaohan doesn't like this slave game?" Xie Yuan raised his eyebrows.
"I don't like killing people." Lu Zhong shook his head and touched his head in embarrassment, "Mr. Xie, I lost my temper."
"It doesn't matter, they can't see it."
Xie Yuan glanced at the children of aristocratic families who were attracted by the slave game.
"Humph, a poor family is a poor family. Why don't you like killing people? It's obvious that you can't even afford slaves." Several children from aristocratic families who were not involved heard the conversation between Xie Yuan and Lu Zhong and laughed.
"If a slave can't stand up, you can't achieve great things." This chapter has been completed!