A group of people were muttering.

"Hey! Where are you going, Old Liu?"

An old man came from the right carrying a bamboo basket.

"Sell salt!" said the old man.

An old man asked: "Selling salt? Aren't you worried about your family losing salt?"

Two men dressed as scholars were talking outside a nearby wine shop. After hearing this, one of them said: "This man will die if he doesn't eat salt. Old men like you don't read, so you don't know how powerful it is."

The old man said: "A few years ago, the poor people in my family were digging for salt, but now they can put in as much salt as they want.

I haven’t read it, but if you think about it carefully, who gave you this good life? Wasn’t it the Duke?

Nowadays, some people want to make our country look bad and make our northern Xinjiang look bad. I have nothing to say.

Word, fight! Fight them to the end!

I’m stupid, so I’ve figured out one thing: I’ll go wherever the Duke tells me to go!”

The old man held his head high and held his chest high, but the two readers were sullen and somewhat disgraced.

"Yes! Isn't this good life given by the Duke? Now that the Duke and his wife have come forward, what are we waiting for?" An old man stood up, bent down and put on the shoes he had taken off earlier, "Let's go sell salt!"

"

Crowds of people gradually gathered at Jiedushifu.

"Selling salt!"

"Selling salt!"

"Don't crowd! Don't crowd at all!"

The sergeant who maintained order turned pale with fright, fearing that a stampede would occur.

"These fools!"

Several powerful men watched this scene on the other side and sneered. "It's a good thing we didn't get involved this time!"

Sun Xian said.

"Yes! It's a pity that I made a lot less money!"

"Liu Qing is out."

Liu Qing came out and shouted: "Don't be anxious, don't be anxious, come one by one!"

Ta-ta-ta!

The sound of horse hooves approached slowly along the long street.

Someone took a look and said, "It's the Duke!"

"The Duke is back."

As soon as Yang Xuang came back, he saw the scene of "the siege of the Jiedu Envoy's Mansion."

"This is……"

He told Zhou Ning to test people's support, but he didn't tell him how to use it... He told Zhou Ning everything, and his wife became a subordinate.

An old man came out to salute.

"Don't shorten my life!"

Yang Xuan got off his horse and helped him.

The old man was getting older and said tremblingly: "I heard someone said that someone wanted to run against the Duke! The villain asked his children and grandchildren and found out that they had also gone to steal the salt, so he slapped him hard a few times. Isn't this...

…”

The old man turned around and said, "Come out."

A middle-aged man and a young man came out. Sure enough, there were Patang marks on their faces. The middle-aged man's was deeper and the young man's was shallower. You couldn't tell without looking carefully.

"I just kicked them out and sold the salt back. Duke, it's not that I don't want to give it away, it's because my family... is not well off." The old man looked ashamed. Yang Xuan supported him and looked at the people.

They say you can't test the human heart, but he couldn't help it... During these years in northern Xinjiang, he thought he was caring and considerate to the people, but after all, he had a hurdle in his heart.

It is such a big event. Once something breaks out, the people's will is the most important thing.

What if the people object?

Suppression is naturally inappropriate.

Most of the officers and soldiers of the Northern Xinjiang Army are descendants of Northern Xinjiang. Once the people's morale is disturbed, the morale of the army will also be dispersed.

He likes to hang around outside when he has nothing to do, watching the fireworks and smiling faces.

He wants to integrate himself into it and share weal and woe with everyone, but he knows that everyone's joys and sorrows are different.

He felt that it was only natural and right, but in the eyes of outsiders, honoring the emperor and being wronged was just a topic for conversation after dinner.

If the people don't support it, the army won't support it.

That's why he asked Zhou Ning to test the people's support.

He believes that the best result is for people to completely stop buying salt.

This is appeal.

What I didn't expect was...

Yang Xuan held the old man's hand and felt something was choking in his chest.

His lips moved, but no words came out.

"Yang..."

The old man said: "My father-in-law said that we are a family! I have never read, I am stupid, I don't understand any big principles, but I only know one thing, how can my own family make it difficult for my own family?" My own family!

Yang Xuan couldn't help but blush as he thought of his suspicion.

He looked down at the old man.

An old face, wrinkled like the bark of an old tree, full of vicissitudes of life. A pair of cloudy eyes are full of joy, as if...

"The Duke is our backer. If the Duke is good, we will be fine." The old man expressed Yang Xuan's position in the hearts of the people in the simplest words.

I am their supporter.
Chapter completed!