Daming: I'm rotten, my father is Hu Weiyong

Chapter 69 An Old Layman

Hu Hanshan was building houses and Chen Yong was repairing the Guangou at the same time.

Hu Hanshan's building was quiet, but Chen Yong's side was much more noisy. Because of the occupation of the ancestral houses of the common people in the market, there were many complaints.

Chen Yong was drinking at the home of a thousand households in the Bingma Division of Wucheng, and the head of his subordinate came to report: "Master, some people in the west of Dazhong Bridge have made a fuss, saying that they are going to Yingtianfu Yamen to sue the supervisor for repairing the official ditch. Wailang, a member of the battalion department."

Chen Yonggui is the eldest son of the Marquis of Linjiang, and he can sit and drink in a mere mansion that inspects thousands of households.

One is because the inspection of Qianhu is the old department of the Marquis of Linjiang, and the other is that he is in charge of the inspection of the Dazhong Bridge area.

Without waiting for Chen Yong to speak, the inspector Qianhu explained: "You go to the inspector general banner under Mr. Benqian, and ask him to find some young shopkeepers."

Chen Yong was very satisfied with the arrangement of inspecting thousands of households. What the people in the market fear most is the young hands who often bully them.

Young hands open gambling houses and raise private prostitutes, and they all rely on the soldiers and horses of the five cities to take care of them.

When the shopkeepers of Qingshou saw the chief inspector, they immediately took Qingshou to find those ordinary people in the market.

Dozens of street people who were already homeless gathered on the Dazhong Bridge, and led by a prestigious old man surnamed Li, they blocked the Dazhong Bridge.

Old man Li is a lame old soldier who once fought with Emperor Hongwu: "If you don't give us a way to survive, we will go to the Yingtianfu Yamen to sue."

"The old man doesn't believe it anymore, the government can't give an explanation."

Qiaodong stood with a few inspectors, holding water and fire sticks in their hands, driving away the people in the market.

The common people in the market had no way out, and they looked at these inspectors with red eyes, and waited for old man Li to give an order, and they would be killed.

The inspectors lost their bluffing aura, and they were really afraid that the barefoot old man in the crowd would plan them with a hoe.

Just as the two sides were confronting each other, old man Li and the common people were about to cross the Dazhong Bridge, when a group of green hands blocked the way.

No matter how great the grievances of the people in the market are, they can only swallow their grievances in their stomachs in the face of the young hands who are domineering in the market.

Several shopkeepers with green hands brought a large number of green hands and sticks, and surrounded the common people in the market on the Dazhong Bridge.

Old man Li and some old soldiers around him are not afraid of young hands, but most of the people in the market are afraid of young hands who often bully them.

Although they can't be beaten to death, as long as their arms and legs are broken, the people in the market can only wait to die if they can't work.

Old man Li has a very stubborn temper, picked up a butcher's knife, and was about to rush over to find the youths to fight for their lives.

The old brother beside him hugged him tightly, preventing him from rushing over.

"Old Li, don't be impulsive. If you kill a green hand, you will have to pay for his life."

"Old Li, think about your daughter-in-law who is about to give birth, don't you want to see the birth of your grandson with your own eyes?"

Old man Li couldn't hear the word "grandson" the most. At the age of fifty, he already lived a long life. His only regret was that he hadn't seen his grandson at such an old age.

Old man Li has never been soft in these years. When he was cut off by a tartar, he still laughed and did not shed a tear because of the severe pain.

Old man Li put down the butcher's knife in his hand, looked at the sky, and burst into tears: "God, can we still leave a way for us to survive!"

The townsfolk and old soldiers gathered on the Dazhong Bridge clenched their fists, and the women wept one after another.

It's spring, but it's still cold.

Men can still resist the first antibody, and most of the old and weak women and children will freeze to death at night.

The shopkeepers with green hands have been watching all this with cold eyes. In the gambling shop, many people have lost their money and their families have been ruined. Kindness has never been involved in their business.

In the nearby teahouse, there were quite a few disciples of Xungui and Eastern Zhejiang, and they all watched with cold eyes.

It's not that the officials are in trouble, but any officials, even small officials who are not qualified, will have some honorable children and children from eastern Zhejiang to come out to help.

After all, bureaucrats, gentry and ordinary people are two classes.

At this time, an old man in a brown layman's uniform came over with a servant.

As long as there is an important central official who sees the old man, he will kneel down in fright and meet Zhu Yuanzhang who understands the people's feelings.

Zhu Yuanzhang took a bowl and became the founding emperor. He knew that what the officials reported was one thing, but it was another thing to actually implement it.

Zhu Yuanzhang would come out every month to observe the people's sentiments. In order to avoid being recognized, he didn't even bring his big companion and Mao Xiang, but only brought Jiang Yu, the deputy commander of Jinyiwei.

Jiang Yu has gradually become equal to Mao Xiang because of his favor these years.

Zhu Yuanzhang walked over, said a Buddha's name, and asked Qingshou: "What happened in front, why are you all stuck here?"

Qingshou, who was standing at the outermost edge, was restlessly preparing for a weapon fight, but was suddenly interrupted.

This green hand is none other than Hu Hanshan who is disguised and ready to fish in troubled waters.

Hu Hanshan was full of impatience, and wanted to give the layman a stick.

But when he saw the servant next to the layman, Hu Hanshan couldn't help muttering: "This man is really good looking. If he gets tattoos on his shoulders, he will look like a monk Lu Zhishen."

Jiang Yu is fat, strong and burly. He has fought on the battlefield for so many years, and his ability to bow horse, ride and shoot is even better than Lu Zhishen in "Loyalty and Water Margin".

It's just that he and Mao Xiang, one dark and one bright, only the three of them knew of Jiang Yu's existence, and every time they met with Jin Yiwei Fanzi under him, they were separated by six double-folded lacquered screens.

These three people are Emperor Hongwu, Empress Ma, and Prince Zhu Biao. Even Mao Xiang only knew that there was Jiang Yu secretly, and had never seen a real person.

Jiang Yu was tall and stout, but he was not careless at all, on the contrary, he was as careful as a hair.

Taking advantage of his appearance, Jiang Yu lowered his head and glared at Qingshou.

Hu Hanshan looked up at Jiang Yu, who could kill him with a single punch, swallowed, and said a very ordinary thing: "It is said that the people's ancestral houses were occupied because of the renovation of the official ditch."

"The common people near the Dazhong Bridge were displeased, so they wrote a complaint and wanted to sue the officials at the Tianfu Yamen."

The confrontation ahead is under control, and we can't fight today.

Hu Hanshan had no chance to fish in troubled waters, and said sickly: "It is still possible to sue the government these days? How do these barefoot old men know who is in charge of repairing the official ditch."

Zhu Yuanzhang's face became more serious, and he continued to say: "We heard that it seems to be Hu Hanshan, the eldest son of Prime Minister Zuo, and Chen Yong, the eldest son of Marquis of Linjiang."

Hu Hanshan took another look at the layman: "Hehe, I didn't expect the old layman to know the market of Jinling quite well besides eating vegetarian food and reciting Buddha's name."

"The old layman is right, but not right."

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't understand what this meant. Seeing that the young hands were about to disperse, he smiled kindly: "I am idle, I invite you to drink tea, do you want to go?"

Hu Hanshan was about to get away, and said to a green hand next to him: "Here is an old layman who invites my brother to drink tea. I guess I have something to ask my brother for help."

(End of this chapter)