Chapter 1832 Master and Slave (Thanks to 'Dybala E Peerless' For Becoming the New Leader.)

"Businessmen can supply the fleet, it's scary!"

"Teacher, those businessmen will soon become supporters of His Majesty and Fang Xing. This is a deliberate conspiracy!"

"Last year, that man and Zheng He wanted to build a ship, but it was just a small ship! With that man's wealth, he could easily come up with money, but he actually went to apportion it, so it was not compulsory... wish Those who take the bait..."

Huang Jian was in great pain. He felt that Fang Xing's plan last year seemed unintentional, as if he was exploiting the merchants. At that time, he laughed at it.

But how long has it been? Fang Xing's exploitation at the beginning turned into a big move.

"Teacher, he is tearing apart the South! His painstaking layout is to make the South a mess, and then let His Majesty... let him break it down one by one..."

"And he is using these businessmen to fight back against those voices who oppose going to sea. When those businessmen become bigger and bigger, this momentum will become more and more difficult to contain. Teacher, this person has a dangerous chest!"

Wang Yuan pressed his hand and signaled him to sit down. Then he poured him a cup of tea and said with a smile: "Don't be in a hurry, the news just arrived, King Ning has been captured, and he is in that big mansion right now..."

Huang Jian shrank his body and made a hissing sound, like a poisonous snake hiding in the fallen leaves found its prey.

"Teacher, he's crazy! He must be crazy!"

Huang Yan said happily: "He has committed a serious crime without knowing it, and he still wants to stir up troubles in Jinling. This is asking for his own death!"

Wang Yuan said, "Let's watch."

At this time, someone knocked on the door, and Huang Yan asked, "What's the matter?"

The relationship between him and Wang Yuan is more complicated, the former master and apprentice, later the staff and boss, so it is very casual.

There was a voice outside the door, a somewhat surprised voice.

"My lord, Xing Hebo took more than a thousand people to the household department."

...

Five people in a row, with no end in sight, marched silently on the long street in Jinling.

A lot of people gathered outside the household department in the distance, and they watched the businessmen coming in and out.

Merchants have always been vassals,

After all, even one Lu Buwei could not end well.

And the merchants of Ming Dynasty are civil officials, or vassals of literati.

The gentry can intervene in local affairs, and the status of the merchant is low. If they don't find a backer, they will be annexed sooner or later.

So don't simply put the charge of collusion between the government and businessmen on the heads of businessmen. In many cases, they actually have no choice.

So these 'masters' were watching those 'slaves' going in and out of the household department with complicated eyes.

"Once linked to the fleet, these businessmen will not be obedient in the future."

A middle-aged man murmured, and his companion said: "Brother Cheng Yu, I remember that the king relied on you to be able to go smoothly all these years. Is he here?"

The middle-aged man stared fixedly at the gate of the household department, gritted his teeth and said, "He's here."

"Tsk tsk! Then you will be extravagant in the future."

Brother Cheng Yu stared at the gate of the household department, and said, "That bastard came here quietly. He wanted to get rid of me and do it alone. How brave!"

From time to time, people came in and out of the gate of the household department. When a businessman came out with a happy face, he was punched in the face.

"oops!"

The businessman stumbled back covering his eyes, he raised his head in anger, then the anger disappeared, and his expression was panicked.

"Mr. Mi..."

Brother Cheng Yu gritted his teeth and said, "You bastard, have you found a new owner now? You actually came here privately...to fight!"

He beckoned, and two servants rushed up behind him.

The businessman turned around and wanted to run into the household department, but was kicked by a servant and fell to the ground.

The two servants rushed over and kicked the businessman, while Cheng Yu looked on coldly. The businessmen who came in and out saw this scene and didn't dare to take care of it, and walked around cautiously from both sides.

The sergeant guarding the gate frowned, but didn't make a move.

This scene is similar to the master beating up a servant. As long as there is no serious mistake or death, the government will not bother to take a look.

Moreover, these two servants were very measured, and their strikes left the vital parts.

Brother Cheng Yu stood with his hands behind his back, turned around slowly, his eyes were cold and stern.

"Good! Good fight!"

The literati onlookers applauded. Their expressions were excited and their faces turned red, as if they just fell in love with a nobleman in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, and they will be able to go to the Spring Festival hand in hand immediately.

"kill him!"

Just like in an arena, these people were gradually aroused to violence, they raised their arms and cheered, screaming like a tsunami.

"kill him!"

When did the house slave dare to betray the master?

Merchants have always been playthings in our hands. If I want you to live, I want you to die... That is just a matter of passing a two-finger-wide note into the yamen.

At that time, it was not collusion between government and businessmen, but an internal matter of the family.

The literati and civil officials in the world are one family!

Once we join forces, the world will be full of wind and clouds.

Who can stop it? !

who? !

The blood was boiling in the chest, and the crowd who were already dissatisfied with going to sea without the interests of people like themselves were boiling.

"Kill him! Break his hands and feet!"

The two servants were so excited by the atmosphere, they gradually lost their sense of strike, and the businessman who was rolling on the ground gradually stopped moving, and they were still kicking and beating.

"Puff puff……"

Those who were cheering turned their heads to the right suspiciously, and then...

Everyone's face is pale!

"beat!"

Brother Cheng Yu turned his back to the businessman and shouted in high spirits.

And the two servants also heard footsteps, they stopped beating, and turned around slowly...

"Puff puff……"

With the gun on the shoulder, the footsteps are neat, five people in a row...

Those idlers who were attracted by the beating just now stepped aside one after another, watching the arrival of this army in silence.

A young man's face was still blushing after excitement. He looked at this army curiously, and felt a little envious when he saw those indifferent faces.

Having never read a book, he racked his brains to use a word to praise the evil spirit of this army, but to no avail, but because of his tangled expression, he attracted the attention of a sergeant, so he glanced at him.

It was just a cold look, but the evil spirit in the eyes made the young man dumbfounded.

"It's under that person's command!"

"Yes, outsiders call him Demon God, look! They are all butchers who kill without blinking an eye!"

"Brother Cheng Yu, come back..."

Someone in the crowd was shouting, but Brother Cheng Yu stared blankly at a person walking out of the formation in front of him. The man glanced at the motionless businessman, then pointed to the front, and immediately two people ran out from the formation, both carrying boxes.

The man slowly turned to the crowd and said, "When Ben saw you, he thought of moths, moths that get something for nothing."

The crowd was agitated slightly, the two army Lang Zhong checked the businessman, raised his head and said: "Uncle, you have already gone."

"brute!"

Brother Cheng Yu stood there blankly, his excitement and pride gone. Under Fang Xing's gaze, he stumbled back a few steps, pointed at the literati who were encouraging and praising him just now, and shouted: "Yes! You! It was you who ordered him to be killed..."

"They tell you to eat/shit do you go?"

Seeing that Fang woke up, those businessmen felt that someone was backing him, so they slowly surrounded him.

Fang Xing was looking forward, looking forward to them daring to accuse those injustices.

Tell me, tell me who owns a stake in your store, tell me, and Bember will deal with him right away!

But those businessmen just silently looked at the motionless businessman lying on the ground, looked at the traces of his struggle and the...splattered blood...silently.

They looked sad and sympathetic, but kept silent.