The hardest emperor in history

Chapter 195 Shrimp and Pig Heart
Jun Wu led a thousand-man army all the way to the former Wu State and the current Jiaping Road.

Since the land they passed by has already belonged to the Yue Kingdom, there is no need to hide their whereabouts.

Everything is only about speed, changing horses at stops, and replenishing every city.

It turned out that he rushed from Huishan Road to Jiaping Road in an instant.

Just outside Jiaping Dao, Jun Wu suddenly let the thousand-man army break up into pieces and enter the Dao.

In order not to attract the attention of others, one month later we will meet in the capital of Jiaping Road, which is the former imperial capital of Wu Kingdom.

And I waited until all the thousands of people had dispersed into Wudi before entering Jiaping Dao alone.

In the capital of Jiaping Road, many people have seen Junwu's face.

So he deliberately only wore an ordinary black strong suit and a bamboo hat with a low brim.

When it comes to clothing, it is the most common warrior attire.

But Jun Wu is tall and straight, and his demeanor is not comparable to ordinary people.

So although he deliberately kept a low profile, he still often made passers-by look sideways.

After entering Jiaping Road, he traveled day and night, and finally stopped in a small town.

This town is neither big nor small, with exactly three streets and more than a dozen shops.

Today happened to be the day of going to the market, and many people on the street were selling their hair. . .

Jun Wu found an unremarkable teahouse and ordered a pot of tea.

Dr. Cha is still a kid in his teens, full of playfulness.

He randomly put a big thick teapot on Junwu, and then ran and jumped to listen to the book.

The tea utensils in this teahouse are extremely crude.

Fortunately, there is an eloquent storyteller who attracts idlers from a radius of ten miles.

At this moment, the storyteller was talking vividly, and dozens of men gathered around him, eating sunflower seeds and listening to his storytelling.

Even the Cha Lao's own doctor of tea had to squeeze forward desperately to get a seat.

At this time, Mr. Storyteller suddenly slapped the table with Xingmu and said: "His Royal Highness immediately picked up the pagoda and charged upwards.

All the heroes will see the light of day again!Everyone just got up from the cracks in the ground, and immediately knelt down on the ground, kowtowing to His Highness the Crown Prince to apologize! "

When all the idlers heard this, they all applauded.

The copper plates fell like rain in front of the storyteller.

The storyteller bowed to Sifang with an apologetic smile, put the fan behind his back, and took out a copper basin to hold the copper coins.

Jun Wu already knew that the storyteller told his own story.

He just smiled lightly, not wanting to draw attention from others.

At this time, a loud "bang hall" was heard suddenly, and the copper basin of the storyteller was smashed to the ground by something.

The copper plates that were finally put away were scattered all over the floor.

The storyteller blushed and looked around angrily.

It turned out that what knocked his copper basin to the ground turned out to be a coarse porcelain cup.

And this rough porcelain cup was originally used by guests in the teahouse.

When everyone saw that there was a good show to watch, they all turned around and looked around, wondering who was causing trouble.

After a while, everyone saw a young man in a long shirt with books taking a cup from the tea tray, pouring tea while saying: "I think you are obedient people who have been doing it for a long time, and you really think you are also a citizen of Yue.

No matter how capable he Junwu is, why should you subjugated slaves come to applaud him. "

This sentence said that the idlers in the teahouse all had anger on their faces.

To be honest, Jiaping Dao was originally the land of Wu State.

Even though they have returned to the Yue Kingdom, the people of Jiaping Road still feel inferior in their hearts.

The story of Prince Junwu of Yue is sung by storytellers in teahouses all over China.

Even if someone wants to suppress it, it is impossible.

The people on Jiaping Road naturally love to hear it.

The prince of Yue, Junwu, is no longer just the prince of a country.

He has now become an omnipotent hero and immortal in the minds of many people.

The worship of heroes has never been cut off since ancient times.

So even if the identity is embarrassing, the people of Jiaping Road can't stop the people from listening to the story of Yue Prince Junwu.

Now I saw a poor scholar knocking a copper basin on the ground and uttering insulting words.

Those idlers in Jiaping Road were embarrassed for a while, and then someone said: "We ordinary people just wear clothes and eat.

The old emperor of the past did nothing good for us.On the contrary, there are not so many corvees and taxes in the Yue Kingdom now. "

After hearing this, everyone applauded for a while.

Although Junwu took down Jiaping Road, he told the people that all taxes would remain the same.

However, in addition to the Beijing tax, Wu State had many additional taxes, which were sucked and skinned by the counties and governments.

Although the State of Wu was defeated, it had extremely heavy military power before its subjugation.

The corvee that ordinary people have to deal with has been going on for years.

Therefore, the people of Jiaping Road dared not speak out against Emperor Wu.

On the contrary, the emperor of Yue only collected official taxes, and other increased taxes were no longer collected.

Even without recruiting civilian husbands from Wu, the life of the people in Jiaping Road turned out to be getting better and better.

The man who looked like a scholar became aggressive when he saw these idlers.

Shaking his head and cursing: "How unreasonable! How unreasonable!"

Seeing the sour appearance of the scholar, the idlers became even more angry.

Someone scolded: "In the past, the old emperor couldn't govern the country because you scholars like to gossip.

Now if you talk nonsense again, we will be the first to beat you up! "

Someone else echoed: "That's right, last year's famine, if His Royal Highness hadn't thought about us and sent rice and cotton, how could you, a long-tongued boy, have survived to this day!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone responded one after another.

The deeds of Prince Yue Junwu in Jiaping Dao really won the hearts of many people.

The young man dressed as a scholar slapped the table and cursed angrily: "It's because of you stupid people who don't distinguish between right and wrong, now the more princes dare to rule the world.

You harvested the grain and cotton from Prince Yue last autumn, but have you ever wondered why the good fields were destroyed last spring? "

As soon as these words came out, it really made everyone choke.

But someone immediately said: "Didn't last spring just happen to be the day when His Royal Highness sent troops to come.

At that time, the soldiers were in chaos, and many people hid.Spring plowing has no scruples, so naturally there will be nothing to harvest afterwards. "

Everyone nodded after hearing this explanation.

Only the young man dressed as a scholar shook his head with a contemptuous smile and said: "This prince of Yue is so vicious in his murderous intentions.

And you idiots still can't understand it to this day.

When the Yue State came to attack last year, the land of our Wu State was destroyed by the Yue soldiers! "

When everyone heard this, they all stared at him angrily, but no one could say anything to refute.

Seeing that the situation has become difficult to deal with.

Suddenly, someone ran wildly on the road and shouted loudly: "It's bad! The magistrate was killed! His head was cut off!"

At this moment, everyone exploded, and no one cared about what the scholar said.

Everyone was pale and looked at each other.

I don't know who said: "The ghost of the old emperor... finally came to us!"

(End of this chapter)