Chapter 98 Third brother, let me betray my brother, I have to add money [4000,
Wu Ang was obviously just watching the fun and not afraid of the big deal.
After hearing Ning Chen's words, he patted his chest and promised Ning Chen on the spot.
No matter what Ning Chen needs, he will fully support it.
Wu Ang even suggested setting up an arena in the busiest place in Fengjing to facilitate debate.
"I don't mind if you pay." Ning Chen said to Wu Ang.
Wu Ang immediately said: "Then I will definitely pay, and we can just take advantage of this opportunity to fully promote our wine."
Ning Chen felt that if Wu Ang and Wan Hong cooperated, it would be difficult for him not to make money.
Wu Ang did not go back to Ning Chen's house with Ning Chen.
Wu Ang was going to collect the image stone first, and then find someone to build the arena.
Wu Ang has a lot of things to be busy with next.
After Ning Chen returned home, he thought about how to deal with the Semi-Saint Zhu family and the third prince Wu Yan next.
The rumors did not disappear just because someone died, but became more and more intense.
Even the death of the bearer was blamed on Ning Chen.
Later, most people no longer cared about the truth.
They only want to believe what they believe is the truth.
Even if this truth is completely different from the real truth.
Suddenly, within Fengjing, the voice of attacking Kong Jijiu and Ning Chen rose to the sky.
Some people even encouraged him to write a book for all people, asking the court to punish Ning Chen and punish Kong for offering wine.
We must return the favor to Fengjing!
Compared with the people, the court was much quieter.
No one in the court is a fool.
None of them knew the truth of the matter.
It’s time to stand up and support these folk rumors.
Then you are really seeking death.
Kong Jijiu will not have the same experience as these servants, but he will not have the same experience with them.
Kong Jijiu didn't even take the princes seriously, but he still put them in his eyes.
The most important thing is that they all know what the truth is.
However, the court's behavior, in the eyes of the people, turned into officials protecting each other.
It became that the imperial court was really afraid of Kong Jijiu.
As a result, the public's opposition to Confucius became even louder.
There have even been some violent anti-controversial behaviors in many markets.
For this reason, the imperial court had to double the intensity of night patrols. Even during the day, the guards had to patrol the streets at all times.
In this way, some voices finally appeared in the court.
It's not an accusation,
But discuss.
They hoped that Wu Zhao could come forward and ask Kong Jijiu to explain things in order to calm public opinion.
"Your Highness, if you continue to give no explanation, you may be afraid of civil unrest, so please make a decision." Political Prime Minister Lin Dunxin said, holding a wat board in his hand.
Wu Zhao has been thinking about this for the past few days.
But Wu Zhao never came up with a way to get the best of both worlds.
Kong Jijiu did nothing wrong at all. Let Kong Jijiu stand up and explain for this unreasonable matter.
Not to mention whether Kong Jijiu was willing or not, it was difficult for Wu Zhao to convince himself to treat a hero with such great achievements.
"Your Highness, if it is not convenient for Kong Jijiu to come forward, I think Lord Ning can come forward to explain on behalf of the teacher." Someone from the political lineage stood up and suggested to Wu Zhao.
Wu Zhao looked at Ning Chen, and Ning Chen stood up and said: "Your Highness, I am willing to explain on my behalf. All this happened because of me, and I should give an explanation."
"Your Highness, I think it is inappropriate for Mr. Ning to come forward on this matter." Sun Kejian stood up after Ning Chen had just finished speaking.
Ning Chen looked back at Sun Kejian, but he didn't expect that Sun Kejian would step forward at this time.
"Your Highness, Mr. Ning's qualifications are still insufficient. I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the public with what he said.
I feel that the reputation of Yushitai should be used as a guarantor for the wine offered to Confucius.
This is how you can suppress public opinion."
After hearing the first half of the sentence, Ning Chen thought that Lao Sun was thinking about the taste of the board again.
But after hearing the second half of the sentence, Ning Chen found that Old Sun was quite interesting.
Yushitai has a high reputation both in the court and among the people.
If the Yushitai came forward as a guarantee, it would indeed be able to suppress most of the public opinion.
"Master Sun, I think this is inappropriate. The role of the Yushitai is not to vouch for a particular person.
If the Yushitai is used for private use, the authority of the Yushitai will be lost in the future."
The person who spoke was also a censor.
Ning Chen glanced at this censor whom he did not recognize.
Seeing Ning Chen looking at him, the censor bowed slightly to Ning Chen: "Master Ning, I am not targeting Kong Jijiu.
I also know that this matter has nothing to do with Confucius Jijiu, and I also know that Confucius Jijiu has nothing to do with the great achievements of the state.
If I were asked to come forward as a guarantee, I would be very willing.
But if the Yushitai is used as a guarantee, I don’t think even Kong Jijiu will agree."
Ning Chen returned the gesture and said, "Thank you very much, sir, for being willing to be my teacher's guarantor.
But this happened because of me.
Ning is not talented, but he thinks he can still solve this matter properly."
After saying this, Ning Chen turned to Wu Zhao and said, "Your Highness, I heard that a new martial arts arena with a height of 10 feet has been built in Fengjing City. I would like to use this place to rectify the name of our master."
Wu Zhao glanced at Ning Chen and immediately agreed to Ning Chen's request.
After the dynasty ended, Ning Chen went straight to Wu Ang's newly established martial arts arena.
All the officials behind him also followed.
They were also very curious about how Ning Chen wanted to rectify the name of Kong Jijiu.
"If you just state the facts, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the public."
"Now this matter can no longer be convinced by just telling the truth."
"Yes, if Ning Chen only plans to tell the truth, then I'm afraid..."
They are all old men in official circles.
Naturally, we know the complexity behind this matter.
It is impossible to convince the public just by talking.
Unless solid evidence can be produced now, everything is just talk.
"Master Ning."
When Ning Chen was about to get in the car, Sun Kejian quickly caught up with him.
"What does Sun Yushi want to teach the younger generation?" Ning Chen said politely to Sun Kejian.
Sun Kejian said quickly: "I don't take advice seriously. I just want to remind you, don't kill yourself because of rumors."
Ning Chen laughed and said: "Master Sun, do you think I am the kind of person who would die to prove his innocence?"
When Ning Chen said this, Sun Kejian felt relieved.
"Master Sun, do you want to ride with me?" Ning Chen invited Sun Kejian and asked.
Sun Kejian refused without thinking: "As a royal censor, I will not accept any form of flattery from anyone."
Sun Kejian is a bit incompetent like this.
This is called flattery, I'm just being polite.
Ning Chen felt that he still shouldn't give these censors too much face.
"Since Mr. Sun doesn't want to, forget it."
After Ning Chen said that, he immediately entered the carriage.
Ning Chen gave instructions and the driver drove directly to the arena.
The arena was set up by Wu Ang in the most prosperous place in the East City.
At the same time, all the shops around the arena where people could sit and eat were occupied by Wu Ang for five days.
When Ning Chen's carriage arrived at the East Market, the Forbidden Army, the Square Guards, and the City Supervisor had already fully controlled the area around the arena.
Originally, they planned to control all the nearby shops.
But the people who had Wu Ang's arrangements came out with Wu Ang's sign, so they had no choice but to give up.
As for why Wu Ang wanted to book these shops, it was naturally to make money.
Wu Ang has been waiting for this day.
There are fifty-two people per person in the private seats, twenty-two people per person in the casual seats, and eleven people per person in the gallery seats outside the shop.
It’s okay if you don’t want to sit down, then go outside and feel the cold wind blowing.
And you can't be too close to my shop. Being too close will affect my business.
It turns out that my lord doesn’t want to crowd with those servants. You can have a seat for ten taels of silver.
If you want to see it more clearly, there are private seats on the second floor.
Therefore, there is no hope that the seats in these shops in Wuang will be sold to ordinary people.
These are prepared for people who have money and are officials and wealthy people.
Wu Ang, who was sitting in the elegant seat facing the ring, eating melon seeds, looked at Ning Chen, who had already arrived.
He ordered the men standing behind him: "Let our people spread the news.
Let’s just say that Master Kong’s disciples will be on the Dongshi Arena in an hour to rectify Master Kong’s name.
Also tell the guys below.
If someone comes to ask about the price again, just say this is the current price.
In half an hour, the price will double."
The subordinate agreed and turned around to get ready to do the work.
But as soon as he reached the stairs, he quickly stepped back.
Wu Ang heard the movement and looked back at the stairs.
When he saw the person coming up the stairs, he quickly stood up and saluted: "Third brother!"
The visitor is none other than the Third Prince Wu Yan.
Wu Yan came directly to Wu Ang and sat down, not treating himself as a guest at all.
Wu Ang seems to be used to Wu Yan's style.
"Third brother, do you have anything to tell me when you come to me at this time?" Wu Ang looked at Wu Yan and asked.
Wu Yan got straight to the point and said:
"Since Lanxiang Pavilion is your property, use your own methods.
You must have recorded everything that happened that day with a photo stone.
Please give me a price for how much it would cost to destroy the record of the image stone."
Wu Ang was not surprised at all when Wu Yan said such words.
"Third brother, the last thing the Zhu family did.
Not only did they offend Master Kong, they also plotted against you, Third Brother.
The third brother is here to help the Zhu family at this time, but the younger brother is a little confused."
Wu Yan had no intention of explaining this matter to Wu Ang, and still asked Wu Yan to make a price.
Wu Ang looked at Wu Yan, who was determined to win, and said with great embarrassment: "Third brother, Ning Chen and I hit it off immediately. I already treat Ning Chen as a brother."
Wu Yan interrupted Wu Ang's words and said directly: "Five hundred thousand taels."
"Third brother, the friendship between me and Ning Chen cannot be achieved by money..."
"One million taels, if you don't agree, I will grab it directly!"
This is very much in line with Wu Yan’s style.
However, Wu Ang still looked embarrassed: "Third brother, please add more. One million taels. It's still hard for me to convince my conscience."
"One and a half million taels!" Wu Yan said directly.
Wu Ang nodded: "Third brother, don't worry. I will crush the shadow stone in half right now. I will tell Ning Chen later that I was stopped by someone on the way and the shadow stone was destroyed in a fight."
Wu Yan put down the banknote, stood up and left: "It's your business anyway."
Wu Ang happily collected the banknote: "Thank you, third brother."
After Wu Yan left, Wu Ang said to his men: "Tell the waiter below that the price will increase five times in half an hour."
The men responded, quickly went downstairs and left.
After his men left, a piece of photographic stone broken into several pieces appeared in Wu Ang's hand.
Wu Ang looked at the broken image stone in his hand: "Ning Chen, you said it yourself, it doesn't matter if the image stone is broken."
After muttering to himself, Wu Ang put away the image stone again.
Ning Chen, who was sitting in his car at the moment, was in no hurry to get out of the car.
The momentum hasn't been built yet.
Not many people came.
I've let bullets fly these days, if there weren't a few spectators.
Who are you performing for?
So now Ning Chen is waiting, waiting for those passionate people to swarm towards him.
About half an hour passed like this.
Waves of people rushed towards the arena.
And looking at the posture, there are endless waves of people behind them.
The Imperial Guards and others had already received the order, so they faced the crowds of people.
He directly used the weapons in his hands as a barrier to isolate them all three feet away from the ring.
Seeing so many people coming, those officials who were reluctant to give up money knew that they had to pay some blood.
"What! Two hundred and fifty taels per seat! Wasn't it still fifty taels just now?" Someone asked about the price of the seats, and was shocked when they heard that it was five times higher.
Isn’t this just raising prices on the ground and deceiving people?
"I have told you sir before that we will raise the price after half an hour."
"I thought you were just talking," the official who asked for the price muttered.
The runner quickly said: "Sir, our boss has said that you must be honest in doing business. If you say the price will increase, you will definitely increase the price."
After hearing about this trip, those who paid half an hour in advance felt that the chairs they sat on were much softer.
"Sir, do you want a private seat? There are not many private seats now. If you don't want it, you won't be able to buy it with money later." The traveler looked outside and saw more and more people.
"Yes, I want it now."
"Seat one..."
Before he could finish shouting, the man quickly stopped him and took out a fifty-tael banknote: "I want to leave."
Two hundred and fifty taels bought a seat, but he didn't have that much money.
But think about it, I can obviously spend fifty taels to sit in a private seat.
As a result, the seats were now scattered, and he felt like he still had a big head.
Seeing this big guy coming over, some people who were already sitting in the seats said to the people next to them: "In just half an hour, I have made forty taels. Isn't this seat in the seats not bad?"
"Yeah, I feel like the air downstairs seems a little fresher."
As for those who spent fifty taels to sit and disperse, they could only turn a deaf ear.
What else could I do? It was too late to start.
Watching the scene in front of me, I thought to myself: My master still has some tricks up his sleeve.
A typical meal costs less than a penny in a shop.
They spend ten taels of silver and sit in a private room, and they can be successful like this.
An hour passed quickly, and at a rough glance, there were about fifty or sixty thousand people surrounding the arena.
Fengjing is said to have a population of one million, and there are fifty to sixty thousand people gathered here.
That's equivalent to one-twentieth of the population.
Looking at the crowd of people, Ning Chen felt that the power of gossip was really huge.