County government office.

One by one, I sent my message to the county.

The county magistrate only has one attitude towards this... not to see guests.

At the beginning, everyone thought that Ouyang Zhi was a glaring King Kong.

But I didn't expect... this person is a God of Wealth.

The gentry in the county are going crazy.

They suddenly realized that even if they were to build a county school, they had to rely on the gentry's county magistrate, but now they hold the power of the sky.

Whose land is the road built, what will the county plan in the future? What a huge wealth these can bring.

When everyone scratched their heads and ears.

Ouyang Zhi looked calm, and he leaned on the desk, compiled a letter, and sent it directly to the West Mountain.

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In the new city, the first large theater has been completed.

This large theater covers a huge area, with four floors high, with stepped stands stacked up, and can accommodate thousands of people.

In an era of lack of entertainment, such theaters are extremely attractive to the people. Not only that, there are also 108 VIP rooms here. Although the room is smaller, you can see the stage just by opening the window, and the location is excellent.

Fang Jifan personally led a few disciples, sitting in the private room, holding their feet with their feet in their hands, holding tea cups. At his feet, there were already crowds of people, and countless people bought tickets to appear on stage.

What we performed today is Dingjun Mountain.

So Zhu Houzhao is here too.

He has been too busy recently and even drinking tea is like a vulgar person. He drank it in one sip and then said to the eunuch beside him: "Parent Liu, pour tea."

In fact, it doesn’t matter whether the eunuchs around him are surnamed Liu. What’s important is that the prince will call them whatever he likes.

"It's so comfortable here, it's expensive." Zhu Houzhao said excitedly.

Fang Jifan shook his head: "It's not expensive, it's only thirty-eight taels of silver in one night."

"..." Zhu Houzhao was about to jump up: "So expensive."

Fang Jifan smiled: "The people below only cost ten cents a ticket for a show, but we are different. We are noble people, do we care about money?"

Zhu Houzhao pondered for a long time: "Why do you think you are slaughtering people like cows? You are slaughtering your skin and bones, and you won't let go of any meat."

Fang Jifan said with great slander: "This is robbing the rich and helping the poor, and it is a way for heaven. For our Ming Dynasty and for the emperor, we Fang Jifan..."

Zhu Houzhao felt his head hurt and waved his hand quickly: "Stop talking, stop talking, if you continue talking, I will no longer want to listen to the opera."

Fang Jifan looked at Zhu Houzhao with a resentful look on his face. Is it easy for him? Why did he do this? Why did he do it...

Fang Jifan himself was confused, and he didn't care. Anyway, it was for the sake of lofty ideals and the country and the people.

Zhu Houzhao leaned out of the window and looked around the nearby private rooms, but saw that lights were on in the private rooms, and it seemed that there were people. Zhu Houzhao said astonished: "So there are really fools who are fooled."

Fang Jifan sat aside with his legs crossed, sneering in his heart, Your Highness, the Crown Prince, I don’t understand the psychology of his subjects. Think about those noble people, will they be mixed with a group of mud legs? This box is prepared for them.

One side is ten cents and the other is thirty-eight taels of silver. This is a price calculated based on the gap between the rich and the poor.

Such a price looks scary, but for many people who want to invite friends, or show off their wealth, or want to show that they value the invitee, this little money... is really nothing.

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Zhu Houzhao exhaled: "I still don't understand. If they have money like this, why don't they hire a troupe to sing at home?"

Fang Jifan shook his head: "First, the best theater troupes in the world are all in our west. Second, listening at home is so deserted. But here is different. Did Your Highness feel it? It's so noble, looking at the window, crowded with people, those... are ordinary people, and I, watching them sweating profusely. Although they were listening to the same play, they were next to each other, but they were standing up in this quiet place, with someone waiting for him to drink tea. What does this feel like? Do you know the free game?"

"Free games..." Zhu Houzhao was dumbfounded: "What free games are."

Fang Jifan suddenly felt that he was so proud that he let go of his mouth and shook his head: "It's nothing. In short, in this world, with green leaves, there are people rushing to make flowers. Naturally, this is not a fool who is fighting to make flowers. Your Highness feels sorry for the rich, but he doesn't know that for those rich people, this is just daily life. Okay... Listen to the opera..."

Just as he was listening, Liu Wenshan, who was standing behind Fang Jifan, was called out and then hurried back: "Teacher."

Fang Jifan raised his eyes and glanced at Liu Wenshan.

Liu Wenshan whispered: "A friend of the student, I heard that someone secretly connected him... More than 30 people have impeached Senior Brother Ouyang..."

"Who are they?" Fang Jifan said.

Liu Wenshan lowered his voice: "It may be related to Wang Ao, the Heavenly Officer of the Ministry of Personnel."

Fang Jifan sighed.

He glanced at Zhu Houzhao.

Zhu Houzhao seemed to have heard something, and looked at this side: "What's wrong with Wang Ao?"

Fang Jifan was heartbroken: "I really bully honest people. Since Ouyang Zhi became an official, he has not been bullied for a day. They see us as easy to bully, and treat us as dough, pinch us when we want to pinch and rub it when we want to."

Fang Jifan stood up and said, "Go and check, Wang Ao has a few children and grandchildren, find out clearly."

Liu Wenshan's face changed: "Mr....this is..."

Fang Jifan said angrily: "Wang Ao is the imperial teacher, and he is quite honest. I really don't dare to touch him. Can I bully his son and grandson?"

“…”

Liu Wenshan cried...

My mentor is indeed too straightforward...

He bowed down with a snap.

Tang Yin, who was immersed in the play, was almost blown up when he heard this.

A gentleman does what he does, but he does not.

"Mr...." Tang Yin burst into tears: "If you only compete in the temple, how can you harm your family? If your teacher dislikes the prince, the students will be crushed to pieces and serve as pawns for your mentors. But... but... Wang Ao has a son in his old age, and his son... is still a child."

Fang Jifan sat down angrily and glared at them: "It is a wolf-hearted thing, and it is a teacher when it is a child. Some people bully him, but you don't say that."

“…”

Zhu Houzhao was beside him and advised, "Okay, okay, don't fight. After listening to the play, I'll go to see you tomorrow. Wang Ao bites Ouyang Zhi, and he'll bite you. I'll bite you. I'll bite me, and I'll bite you. I'll bite you. I'll bite you. I'll bite you. I'll bite you. I'll bite you back."

Fang Jifan sighed. He knew in his heart that the disaster would not be as good as his family. He was just angry. Did he really let himself go to the kindergarten? Fang Jifan is so upright and upright?

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"Grandmaster, old master..."

Zhou Wu was out of breath, his eyes turned red, and he rushed to the master's room.

The old man Fang was holding a maid's hand. The dragon spirit and tiger were fiercely watching the maid's palm. When he heard that Zhou Wu was calling a mourning, his face turned green. He let go of the maid and wanted to touch the stick at his hand: "Beast, what are you calling a mourning?"

"Not good, no good." Zhou Wu knelt down: "Master, it's not good now."

Old Master Fang's face turned pale: "Speak quickly, don't talk about your ugly and Yin-Mao, I will cut you down."

Zhou Wudao: "The villain just heard the news, saying yes... said yes... land prices are on the downward trend..."

Old Master Fang was waiting for the price, but when he heard it, he suddenly started to say: "Why?"

"Road...way." Zhou Wu said sadly: "Didn't we build our way from Dingxing County to the new city? But... we need to go through Fangshan County and Zhuozhou County. The people from the two counties also heard the news that this way was not from Dingxing County, and the people of Dingxing County could use it, and they could use it. They... They were recruiting merchants everywhere. On the newly built road, there were carriages and horses entering and leaving Zhuozhou and Fangshan, trucks of grain... wherever they were sent to the capital, and there were people who were shameless and had signs and said they wanted to build a new city."

When Old Master Fang heard this, his face suddenly turned pale as paper.

I'm really afraid of anything I'm going to do.

Recently, the Fang family secretly collected a lot of grain, waiting for the merchants to collect it.

But now...

Old Master Fang howled, "Damn it, this road was built by the tax and silver in our Dingxing County. Master Ouyang Qingtian said long ago that this is taken from the people and used only for the people. The road is Dingxing. This is cheap, but the people of Fangshan and Zhuozhou have taken it away? They have not paid taxes, so why can they be cheap?"

Zhou Wu cried: "Yes, now all the families are red in their eyes. The Yang family is organizing the village households. Our Dingxing County needs to protect the road. We cannot pay taxes in vain and let others take advantage of it."

Mr. Fang's eyes were covered with blood, and he stomped his feet and said, "Of course we need to protect the road. We are not the chariots and horses of Dingxing County. No one else is allowed to use it. Come and summon the village households. We have to protect the tax we paid."

Zhou Wu nodded, and was busy preparing for the guys and summoning the shopkeepers.

Mr. Fang was not idle either, and no longer had the intention to study the problem of numerology and metaphysics with his maid. He leaned on a crutch: "Go to the county and ask for an explanation."

Outside Dingxing County, it is already overcrowded.

Not only the gentry, but also a large number of people, were also coming, and they were filled with turmoil.

The road is from Dingxing County. After self-repair, even ordinary people have gained benefits. Now the gentry is in a hurry to grow grain. After all, the price of grain has risen, so it has given the merchants a lot of concessions. Suddenly, many merchants have recruited workers everywhere, and they have been paid thirty coins a day, but now it has become fifty coins a day.

There are also businessmen from Dingxing County who suddenly flocked to so many merchants, which benefited a lot.

Can this road... be allowed?

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Chapter completed!