Chapter 1991 Go One Step Further, Die! (Thanks To: "Bringing Explosives on the Plane" Has Become the New Leader of This Book)

"Scholars in the Han and Tang Dynasties were able to govern the country with literature, and martial arts with the sword to conquer the world..."

"What can you do?"

The drizzle gradually became heavier, and the water vapor accumulated, blurring the vision.

"You can only stay at home and earn a living by stealing the country's taxes. What good do you do to the country? Come on, gentlemen, who will tell me what you do to the country?"

"We are herdsmen for the Son of Heaven!"

"Yes, our generation never falls behind in building bridges and paving roads. We donate porridge and food to help the common people..."

"It's not fair!"

"We want to see His Majesty!"

The momentum suddenly rose, and the breathing in the crowd gradually began to become short.

As gentry, they feel that they are an effective filling of the power space of the Ming Dynasty, maintainers of order below the county level, and arbitrators of the people.

Fang Xing didn't hide under the eaves, he stood in the drizzle with sharp eyes.

"Don't use this reason to cover up your shame. You are so-called shepherds for the emperor. In the end, the people turned into cattle and sheep, and they all became your cattle and sheep. Why does the emperor want to bear this infamy and endorse your shamelessness? .”

These words directly explained Fang Waxing's purpose in Jinan: the emperor felt that you were poaching Daming's corner, so he sent Ben Bo here.

Fang Xing glanced at these people slowly, and said: "Among you are young people who are young and crowned, and middle-aged people who seem to be calm. Benbo also saw an old man with gray beard and hair. It's not easy!"

The water vapor is like clouds, and the bayonet is like thunder and lightning.

"But Benbo looked around and saw only one kind of person!"

Fang Xing said coldly: "Benbo only saw a group of moths. They lost their parasitic mothers. They were panic-stricken and angry moths!"

The drizzle fell on him like a steaming mist.

"These are not yours. For Ming Dynasty to prosper, everyone needs to contribute their strength."

Yu Jia stood beside Fang Xing, and the crowd was silent. He felt that it was like the medicine bag of Jubaoshanwei. Once it was thrown by the trebuchet, it would be earth-shattering.

Don't be crazy!

He secretly prayed.

Fang Xing was happy and unafraid. He pointed to the people who surrounded him and said, "The people farm the land and pay taxes, supporting Daming's stomach. The army bravely killed the enemy, sacrificed their lives to protect the country, and is protecting you. Craftsmen work every day to create There is something that can make Daming strong. Merchants are running around, dredging the blood of Daming. And you, what have you done for Daming?"

"Don't talk nonsense about being a herdsman of the emperor, Your Majesty doesn't need to exploit the people's moths!"

Yu Jia turned around slowly and looked at those soldiers, only seeing pairs of cold eyes.

Is this going to be a fight?

"Ben is here today!"

Fang Xing's face was already drenched by the drizzle. He narrowed his eyes and stared at the crowd, and said, "Benbo is here today, the gentleman's preferential treatment... has been cancelled, who... wants to argue with Benbo whether the preferential treatment should be... Should it be cancelled?"

Yu Jia felt relieved, a gentleman uses his mouth but not his hands!

A smile appeared on Fang Xing's face, he pointed to the array behind him and said: "If anyone wants to die with their own body, no, with their own money, then try it, I promise, whoever can impulsive array, Ben Immediately jumped into Daming Lake!"

"who?!"

Fang Xing's eyes suddenly turned sharp, staring at the men in blue shirts. He even took two steps forward, the hilt in his hand, as he said.

Yu Qian murmured: "Suppress! Suppress!"

This is Fang Xing's pressure, he learned from Emperor Wen!

At this moment, Fang Xing's emotions were lifted to the peak. He forgot about his neurasthenia and his painstaking efforts all the time, and just stared at this group of people.

A gust of autumn wind blew, and the crowd trembled a little more.

The fallen leaves fluttered down with the autumn wind, fell to the ground, and were gradually soaked by the rain...

"My lords, I will be... woo woo woo!"

Someone in the crowd yelled, and then someone covered his mouth.

"Don't you dare?"

Fang Xing took two steps forward again, his provocative gesture made Yu Jia secretly cry out.

Before leaving, Zhu Zhanji told him to look at the situation of the gentry in Jinan,

If you are domineering, you should scold him.

The emperor's special envoy scolded, this can effectively relieve Fang Xing's stress.

But looking at Fang Xing's current state, even if Yang Rong came, it would be useless!

The array bathed in the drizzle is still calm.

The people watching were whispering what Fang Xing said just now.

"My family's land is in the name of a gentry, so I have to pay a lot less tax every year! After Xinghe Bolai made such a move, hey! Every year..."

"Taxes support the army! Without the army, think about the alien races outside the border walls in the early years. Since Emperor Taizu Gao, the Ming Dynasty has been constantly attacking, otherwise we would not have such a stable life."

A young man retorted angrily: "Without money and food, how can the court build roads? How can it repair canals and build dams? Don't you know what taxes are until the floods submerge everyone's homes?"

"There's no flood here."

Someone muttered.

The young man was angry, staring at the place where he spoke just now, and said: "There is no flood here, but there is drought! Where does the relief come from during the drought? Isn't that the tax paid by the people of Ming Dynasty? Could it be that God opened his eyes and dropped grain from the sky?" ?”

"There are also officials. Without taxes, you think the officials will feel at ease? When the time comes, all kinds of apportionments will not kill you!"

These words are a bit extreme, but the word apportionment has aroused the pain of these people.

"But there are a lot of apportionments now, which are more deceptive than taxes!"

"That's right, those food chiefs and petty officials are like wolves and tigers, and my family has been terribly harmed!"

The young man sneered and said: "This is the reason why Xinghe Bo is a gentry. Think about it for yourself. If the preferential treatment is cancelled, there will be more land for tax payment. At that time, the state will be sufficient. According to the temperament of His Majesty today, there will definitely be Benevolent government, better days are yet to come!"

"I!"

A loud shout dissipated all the discussions. When everyone looked around, they saw a person walking out of the crowd.

Hold your head high, look straight, hold your hands behind your back, calmly...

"good!"

There was a sudden applause from the crowd.

"Brother Qiushan is indeed a role model for my generation!"

"Let's go together! That sycophant must not dare to do anything, otherwise the world will be raging, and His Majesty will kill him!"

"Go!"

The crowd was agitating, rushed forward several times, and finally stopped in place.

Yu Qian said sadly: "If they dare to rush over, then I have to say bloody, but..."

Wang He stared at the person who was walking slowly, and said with disdain: "We have seen this kind of person a lot, but he screams fiercely, but he only dares to do some shady tricks in secret. Just wait and see, this person Bad luck."

The wind is rustling and the water is cold!

The autumn wind was blowing on the man, but his blue shirt was already half wet, but he couldn't blow the sleeves.

His eyebrows are full of determination, and his steps are firm.

Although there are no weapons, they are magnificent.

Fang Xing stared at this person, he didn't expect that there would be someone who was not afraid of death.

But at this moment, just as kings and generals often regard human life as worthless, just a number, Fang Xing also has murderous intent in his eyes.

Many times human life is an ant in front of the general situation, and Fang Xing is ready to kill this ant with his own hands, to frighten the gentry in Jinan Prefecture!

The long knife moved slowly, making a frowning sound as it rubbed against the scabbard.

Fang Xing looked at the person indifferently, and slowly pulled out the long knife, pointing the knife forward.

The footsteps that had been moving forward suddenly stopped!

It was as if a corn suddenly grew on the sole of the foot, and the legs couldn't help trembling.

Fang Xing said slowly: "Go one step further, die!"