Yang Yiqing seemed to be able to understand Jiang Mian's difficulties.??

Yes, many times, people are involuntarily involuntarily.

Who made him enter the pavilion and carried the expectations of so many people in the world?

He smiled and said, "You must be more ruthless."

Jiang Mian could not have imagined that Yang Yiqing would make such a joke with him, and was stunned for a moment.

The implementation of the new policy has indeed accumulated a lot of resentment from many scholars. They are afraid of change, and they are also unable to stand those vulgar and violent merchants. If these people do not read the saints, they feel that everything is bad and they cannot help but feel resentful. This emotion gradually expands, especially in the temple, when their voices become weaker, this emotion explodes.

In fact, they have borrowed the east wind of industry and commerce, which has led to the increasing prosperity of the printing industry and the improvement of printing skills, making newspapers no longer a luxury. Therefore, more and more people have joined together through newspapers, and various poetry clubs and many academies have begun to join together through this east wind.

The ecology today is different from before.

Scholars know the importance of merging together. With the right to public recommendation, no one dares to stop these privileged students, dares to say anything and do anything.

When Jiang Mian issued an impeachment memorial, it immediately became well known to everyone, and the anti-Shanghai scholars became excited again.

At this moment, Ye Chunqiu's arrival was also destined to be impossible to calm down.

Ye Chunqiu arrived in the capital half a month later, and then returned to the capital, Ye Chunqiu couldn't help but feel a little moved.

Although he didn't leave for too long, looking at this familiar and somewhat unfamiliar city, when Ye Chunqiu looked here, he always felt magnificent, but now he felt that it was just like this. Perhaps... it was because he loved his Qinglong more.

This familiar city tower and street did not give Ye Chunqiu too much nostalgia. When we met at this time, we were really unfamiliar.

He just let out a sigh and couldn't help but smile bitterly. He leaned against the glass window and was about to see the street scene, but the carriage stopped moving.

A guard outside was in the car by the lane: "Mr. Master, someone stopped him outside."

Ye Chunqiu frowned slightly. If someone from the court came to greet him, it shouldn't be a stop, but if he was just a first-time visitor, how could anyone stop him?

He opened the car door and walked out steadily.

Although it was already like spring, the air was still a little cold, and there was a slight white mist spraying out of its mouth. However, Ye Chunqiu was in excellent health and was not aware of it.

At this time, he saw that in front of his car, many people were kneeling in large numbers, dressed in Lunzi Confucian shirts. Everyone knelt on the cold ground, and many people's faces were even red with cold.

Ye Chunqiu did not like scholars, but did not like a group of scholars to gather together. This is a lesson from history. He knew too well what chaos would happen if these scholars who had a little privilege but were gathered together.

Ye Chunqiu didn't think much about it, so he turned around and prepared to go back to the car.

At this time, he said aloud to a scholar: "Students have met Duke Zhenguo."

The voice was of course loud, so Ye Chunqiu had to stop, look back at the man, put his hands behind his back, and said lightly: "I am the official who is driving in this way. If you don't study hard, why stop me from driving in the car?"

Although he was kneeling on the ground and looking up at Ye Chunqiu, the man seemed neither humble nor arrogant, and said, "Student Zhou Tao, I heard that the Duke of the Lord was going to enter the capital. I have been here for a long time. The students have been acquainted with Duke of Zhenguo for a long time. Today I have the honor to see Duke of Zhenguo. I have been lucky enough for three lives. Students are here to express their feelings."

Ye Chunqiu looked at the scattered scholars and knelt down one by one, and couldn't help but say silently in his heart: "Dan Qing? What can I do if I can give it to you?"

Ye Chunqiu said without saying a word: "Since that's the case, let's talk about it, but I am the king of Zhenyuan and I can't control the affairs of the pass. Don't force others to do so."

Zhou Tao still looked at Ye Chunqiu with a bright look, shook his head and said, "What the students have confessed is what the students have done." He paused, and then said, "The students and others can do what the students have confessed. The parents have made great contributions to the court, and everyone in the world is admired by everyone, and the students and others are even more impressed. But the students also heard that since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, they have connected Tatars, invaded people's territory, trampled on various countries, and were panicked outsiders. Now the grandfather has held a strong army and is in charge of one side. Now he is under one person and above millions. Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, he has never had such a powerful force."

"Of course, it is only natural for the grandfather to have today. But the student has heard a saying that the king is worried about the humiliation of his ministers, and the king is humiliated by the ministers. Now that the prince is in control of the powerful army, his Majesty will inevitably make His Majesty feel uneasy. If the student is the prince, he must resign and return to the hometown, return the fiefdom to the court, and return the army to the land to enjoy wealth. In this way, the court can be at ease, and the prince also has endless wealth and honor. What do you think?"

When Ye Chunqiu heard this, he squirted and couldn't help but want to laugh.

Are these people... really stupid or fake? Or do they think they are stupid?

I was so tired of sweating and blood outside the pass, and I worked hard to manage a prosperous life. Now you guys are sitting here to discuss, but a group of people are rushing to come over, looking good for themselves, wanting to release their own troops and return them to the land, return their fiefdoms, and send the Zhenguo Mansion to the court again?

Of course, in theory, this is not a big deal.

But this is just theoretical.

Outside this barrier, how many people have to make a living by themselves? How many people rely on themselves to make a living by themselves? How much effort has they spent?

You guys are so comfortable in this pass, and then he asked him to go back to Ningbo countryside to enjoy his old age?

But after this chuckle, a lot of frost instantly condensed on Ye Chunqiu's face.

Because he knew very well that behind this naive idea, there must be someone who wanted to squeeze out what he had set up.

It can be imagined that if you refuse, then these people will inevitably say that they value power too much and are obsessed with interests. Such a person will not even be guaranteed to have any other intentions.

This alone is enough to cause an uproar.

Behind this childishness, what kind of childishness is?

But if they really follow their hearts, the new army will probably have to be disbanded, and the Tatars will have to go back and forth. Sooner or later, the huge wealth of Zhenguo Mansion will be swallowed up, and everything will be turned back. They will retreat and return to their fields. This does not mean that these scholars, or some of the people behind these scholars, will give up.
Chapter completed!