Datang start shocked Li Shimin

Chapter 100 Sneak into the night with the wind
Wang Zi'an pushed open the door, and the orange candle light instantly projected on the visitor, pulling out a long figure on the ground.

White and chubby, with a festive look on his face.

The "grandson steward" was wearing a black cloak and stood quietly in the courtyard that had become snow-white.

Your looks don't really suit this outfit.Even if I give you an embroidered spring knife, you will not be able to act the coolness of Dongchangchanggong.

The prince complained in peace, and stepped aside to open the door.

"It's hard work, come in and have a glass of water and wine to warm up your body-"

"The eldest grandson" bowed his hands with a smile.

"Thank you so much for your kindness, I won't go in now, our boss is still waiting for a reply."

Which club are you from?
Wang Zi'an pretended not to understand what he said, with a regretful expression on his face.

"Since this is the case, I won't force it to stay, and tell your owner that the plan can begin..."

The eldest grandson handed over his hands slightly, turned and disappeared into the dark night.

Wang Zi'an narrowed his eyes slightly.

This white fat man, who looks harmless to humans and animals, is actually quite good. With today's performance, Cheng Chumo and Li Siwen are not necessarily his opponents.

What a talent.

The wind is faster, the snow is bigger, and as far as you can see, it is already a world of broken jade.

Hey, this kind of world is really not suitable for this.I still like to take a little girl on the snow to search for plums in such weather, and make friends.

Wang Zi'an turned around and closed the door. He took a shower—wash a fart. On this day, under these conditions, he would freeze to death after taking a bath. On this snowy night, Wang Zi'an suddenly missed the big bathhouse in his previous life. .

I'm already so rich, so hurry up and get yourself a big bathroom.

It is best to have the kind with hot springs, it will be beautiful.

I remember that there is a famous hot spring near Chang'an. It seems that it was discovered by a monk in the early Tang Dynasty. I don't know if it has been discovered now.

I seem to remember it is Dongtangyu, right?
Check it out tomorrow.

Wang Zi'an thought in a daze before falling asleep.

……

The north wind howled overnight.

Early the next morning, it was a rare sunny day.

When the long-lost sun showed its head from the east, a few fast horses, stepping on the snow that was slightly reflected in the sunlight, carried today's latest house newspaper, and went in all directions, and soon disappeared into the vastness.

Today's Di Bao is no different from the past, except for one more trivial line: the price of food in Chang'an has risen three times a day, and a bucket of rice is thirty cents.

……

As dawn broke in the east, the bells and drums of the temple and the city head sounded one after another, and the city of Chang'an, which had been sleeping all night, began to wake up gradually and became lively again.

But soon, there were noises everywhere.

Guozijian, Taixue.

Li Yifu got up and washed up as always, and went out with a book in between.

Not far from the courtyard gate, he heard an uproar in front of him, and he couldn't help speeding up his steps curiously.

On weekdays, the bulletin board for posting notices, poems, and articles was crowded with people.From time to time, unbelievable exclamations could be heard, and someone could faintly hear excited recitations.

Could it be that some Hongxue Confucian has a new article?

He squeezed in quickly.

There was indeed an article posted in front of him, but his eyes swept away, his eyes shrank slightly, and he sucked in a breath of cold air.

This is a unique manuscript. The title of the article reads: The righteous actions of the students shocked the world, and it is time to save the crisis and help the poor.

The fonts are horizontally light and vertical and heavy, straight and powerful, not like writing with a brush, but like engraving with a knife.The text is also very strange, it looks simple and straightforward, just like everyday speech.

At first glance, it looks like an article praising the students' righteous deeds yesterday, but it's heart-stopping.

It was good at the beginning. With heavy brush and ink, the students of the Sixth Academy of Guozijian were depicted with compassion for the heavens and the people, accumulated good deeds, rescued the poor and the poor, and helped the disaster-stricken people.

Seeing all the students, everyone was happy.

This kind of thing is naturally not suitable for my own promotion, but if it is publicized by others, I will of course accept it.

In the future, everyone will take the imperial examination to become an official. With such a good reputation, there are hundreds of benefits and no harm.

Then he wrote about the evil deeds of black-hearted grain merchants who made it difficult for the country to make money, the price of grain rose three times a day, and the evil deeds of fighting rice for thirty.

"There are students who, just out of righteous indignation, said a few words of justice for the poor disaster victims, they were beaten in public by the food dealers, and their evil deeds were simply appalling. , and will be admired by future generations..."

At the end of the article, it is even more subtle to point out that the reason why these black-hearted grain merchants dare to be so cruel and cruel is because behind them are the wealthy families in Guanzhong and Shandong...

Li Yifu's innate political sensitivity made him realize right away that this was not an article praising everyone's virtues, but an article of fighting against aristocratic families.

This is going to happen!
Thinking of this, he suddenly remembered his words and deeds at Kongji Restaurant the day before yesterday, as well as the "righteous deeds" that everyone participated in yesterday, and he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

He quickly pulled his hat, bowed his head and walked away.

Hope no one notices me.

……

The same scene was quietly staged in Guozi Sixth School, in the streets, in teahouses and restaurants, in the east and west cities, and even at the gate of Pingkangfang.

Choi House.

The owner of the house, Cui Hong, had a gloomy expression on his face, and threw the article on Cui Ming's face with a snap.

"Idiot - look at what you've done! Thirty bucks of rice, this price increase is unheard of, are you dizzy, or are you fascinated by money? You know, articles like this, overnight, Spread the word throughout Chang'an - the whole family is ashamed of you!"

Cui Ming looked at the article in front of him, and his eyes turned black.

There is only one thought left in my mind - it's over!
I thought it was a surprise yesterday, but I didn't expect the limelight to change overnight.

"No, Father, this must be someone behind the scenes, someone must be plotting against me--no, it's plotting against our Cui family-"

Cui Ming suddenly reacted and rushed forward desperately, trying to explain to his father.

Cui Hong looked at his young son and shook his head with complicated eyes.

"No, the other party is not targeting our Cui family, to be precise, it is the entire wealthy family in Guanzhong and Shandong - the other party has great ambitions."

Cui Ming couldn't help feeling slightly relieved. Just when he thought he could escape the catastrophe, Cui Hong's words made him like five thunders.

"But if it weren't for your greed and stupidity, our Cui family wouldn't have fallen into such a passive situation. This matter must be explained to the family and the outside world - you, tell me, if you still have any wishes, tell the father, As a father, I will try my best to satisfy you—"

When you get benefits from the price increase, you don't say a word, and when something goes wrong, you stand up and talk about it, and let me top the tank!

Cui Ming felt cold all over, hehe smiled miserably, and looked at his father in front of him as if he were looking at a stranger.

(End of this chapter)