"Are there any people? Let's go! ”

The manager of the carriage and horse shop was not at ease, so he asked one car after another to confirm that everyone had arrived, and then shouted the big car in front of him to leave.

"Drive!"

The driver of the cart where the good minister was located threw off his whip, and the carriage moved slowly forward.

After the convoy hit the road, there were carriages and horses in front and behind, and there were also carriages following behind the post station, but I didn't know if Zhang Bing was among them.

Liangchen was a little worried, because it was still dark, and the road could not be seen clearly, if the carriage was running fast, it would be easy for one to accidentally hit something. If the car overturns, it will be a great sin.

However, the coachman was a familiar old man, and sat in the car very easily, sometimes shouting twice, and sometimes picking up a dry cigarette and taking a sip.

Seeing this, Liangchen laughed at himself, he was really worried.

The driver eats this bowl of rice, where will there be no awareness of "traffic safety"? Besides, people are not drunk drivers, and besides, how fast can the carriage go? If there was an accident, how could he, a young man, jump out of the car.

There were more than 20 cars in the northbound procession, and the people in the cars smelled the fresh morning air and began to talk to each other about the events of last night.

The people in Wei Liangchen's car were also speculating about this, and they didn't dare to do it before because they didn't know if they had left Tunzi, but now that they were sure that everyone was gone, they naturally became bolder.

The fat man inquired about the situation with the coachman, but the coachman, like them, knew nothing. It is only said that last night, the entire tunzi was sealed by the people of Dongchang, and there were no less than 100 people searching from house to house, even the post station did not let go.

The only female passenger in the car, that is, the woman who took her daughter to Beijing to find her husband, said: "Is this a Jiangyang thief?" ”

An old man on the side was well-informed, shook his head and said: "Catching Jiangyang thieves is a matter for the government, and the people in Dongchang can ignore it." ”

"Isn't Dongchang the government?"

The woman looked confused, last night those fans were wearing the clothes of officers and soldiers, as well as the waist card of the government, if they were not officers and soldiers, who else were officers and soldiers?

The old man didn't bother to explain to the woman, and she didn't understand it.

"It's not a big thief, what are you looking for?" It was Zhang Cha who lost the money who spoke, because he didn't eat breakfast, and his stomach was a little empty.

"Who knows, we can't find it anyway." The old man smiled mysteriously and said to everyone: "Do you know who is most afraid of Fanzi in this world? ”

"Who?"

Zhang Cha looked curious, and everyone else was attracted by the old man's question, even Xu Xianchun was like this, but Wei Liangchen looked calm.

"Official."

The old man said, "Maybe which official committed another crime and offended the emperor, but the court protected them and let them go, so the emperor bypassed them and wanted to arrest people, otherwise he could make such a big move?" ”

After everyone heard this, they all suddenly realized, and thought it was true, and decided that the eight achievements of the matter were as the old man said, and the fans were arresting people for the emperor, otherwise it would be impossible for none of the people from the local government to come forward.

Everyone has this idea, and it is not surprising to Wei Liangchen at all, in fact, when the emperor has been on the throne for more than 30 years, he has been very uneasy with the ministers of the imperial court, and he has made a lot of trouble.

I heard that a few years ago, in order to establish a young master, the emperor was almost angry with the people from the outside court, and now he stays in the palace all day long, and he can't even go to the court meeting.

But if there is anything, the emperor will not move the court, and he will send the factory guard to do it, otherwise he will have a big quarrel with the foreign court.

As an emperor to do this, the current emperor is also the first in history.

These things are not uncommon, let alone secrets, the two capitals and thirteen provinces, as long as the individual knows.

As for how these ordinary people knew everything that happened in the capital, of course, someone spread it behind their backs. What these people are, Wei Liangchen knows clearly.

He is a little sorry for Wanli, the propaganda position, if you don't catch it, others will occupy it. What if someone else controls public opinion, and you are the emperor? Say that you are black, you are dead and buried in the emperor's mausoleum, and you are also black!

"The emperor is really, the elders are all for the good of the Ming Dynasty, so they just can't listen to it. Fortunately, the master has finally been established, the country is stable, the country is stable, and the world will not be chaotic. The old man sighed.

Hearing this, Liangchen looked around at everyone and found that no one showed any nervousness on their faces, but they were accustomed to it. It seems that these people have never discussed the government in the past.

In the past 20 years, the atmosphere of the entire Ming Dynasty is to be proud of scolding the Wanli Emperor, whether it is the court or the common people, if they don't scold the emperor a few words, they don't know how to spend this day.

It's Wei Liangchen and his father Wei Jinde, who scolded a few words at home when he was fine, which is nothing more than saying that this emperor can be eccentric, and the eldest son does not set up a second son. Even the people's homes can't do this, a bowl of water has to be flat. You can't hide in the palace all day long because the ministers don't agree with you, what kind of heaven is this? The ancestors don't want the country, and the national affairs don't care?

The old man's words made everyone in the car feel the same way, and they were talking about the emperor one by one, and even Xu Xianchun, the future backbone of the eunuch party, couldn't help but say a few words.

This scene reminded Liangchen of a picture he had seen in his previous life.

On the picture, the father-in-law of Dongchang looked at you with a smile: "Criticize the imperial court, but you will be killed." ”

The fat man, who didn't speak much, suddenly said: "Everyone, I seem to hear that the fans are looking for people from Linqing." ”

Well?

Liangchen glanced at the fat man, and he didn't think that he was eavesdropping on him.

Speaking of which, Linqing is a good place.

Since Emperor Chengzu moved the capital to Beijing, the supply of money and grain in Beijing completely depended on the canal. To the Wanli period, the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal has been the busiest waterway in the Ming Dynasty, and Linqing, which is located in the center of the canal, has also become one of the most prosperous cities in the Ming Dynasty, with the reputation of "rich Jiaqi County, prosperous and two Beijings".

The tax revenue of Pro Customs is also among the best among the seven major tax customs. The remaining six places are Hushu, Beixin, Yangzhou, Huai'an, and Hexiwu, all of which are tax customs on the canal, and only one Jiujiang is in Nanzhili.

Wei Liangchen knows the prosperity of Linqing, and he also knows that the book "Golden Bottle Plum" that I don't know who the author is, and the background of the story is Linqing.

The fat man's words made the people in the car guess again, but in the end they didn't say anything.

The convoy stopped at a village in central Qingxian County at noon, and after a short rest, it continued on the road.

In the afternoon, the weather was not beautiful, and suddenly the wind and clouds changed greatly, and soon it began to rain.

This is a bitter thing for the good ministers, and the guests who sit in the third-class car are drenched like chickens in soup.

The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and there is no way to go.

The people of the carriage and horse dealer discussed it and drove the cart to a mountain temple not far from the official road.

As soon as Liangchen ran into the mountain temple, he saw Zhang Bing and the young man Lang Jun also running over with the crowd.

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Thank you, Dad Liu, for having a small treasury of 100 yuan for rewarding.