turn the clouds

Chapter 130

In mid-July, it is the funeral of the late emperor.

Of course, this is the biggest event of the day.

As for what happened during this period, the conviction of Cui He, the first negotiator, and the generalization of the cause of death for Chen Wangqi, are all trivial matters.

In this day when many things need to be forced to settle and draw conclusions, countless people are running around.

The 120 seven members of the Jurisprudence School once again took off their official robes and gowns, took to the streets, bit their fingers with their teeth, and wrote the word "injustice" in blood.

Countless people watched quietly from the houses on both sides of the road where they met.

Many people are willing to give support.

But no one dared to give support.

Everyone is against war.

Some people object because their vital interests will be damaged by war.

Some people objected simply because they thought it was wrong.

Foreign aggression is wrong.

Bullying is not right.

It violated the sage's legal system and the orthodox righteousness of the ancestors of the Dayun Dynasty who rebelled against the previous dynasty.

There are also some, because others oppose it, so they also oppose it.

Whatever the objection, at the moment the public is indifferent and silent, save for the doomed school.

The filial piety team is magnificent.

The team holding the flag looked pitiful.

People from the Jufa School blocked the filial piety team that was transporting the late emperor's coffin.

His Royal Highness Song Wang, who was not allowed to participate in the sacrifice, stood on the second floor of the street tea house with a gloomy face, overlooking the ranks of scholars and bureaucrats blocking the ranks.

"Who are you and what are you doing? How dare you stop the late emperor from being buried? Do you want to rebel?"

In the queue, a man wearing a monocle of myopia came out with an angry face.

The team of the Jurisprudence School knelt down in unison, and then separated on both sides of the road.

Only their flag is still there.

The flag of injustice written with huge blood characters.

"Tear down this flag." The man wearing the monocle frowned when he saw the flag, "Don't delay the late emperor's time."

The order went down.

But the flag cannot be removed.

On weekdays, the high-ranking bureaucrats protect the flag with their bodies.

If you don't want to delay the emperor's time, unless you let the coffin pass under the flag.

or...

King Li adjusted his glasses: "Kill them."

"Take it farther away."

"The late emperor was most taboo to kill his own people."

Qin Zheng and Qin Yi supported Princess Heyang.

Although the princess fell out with the royal family a long time ago because of her insistence on marrying, she had to attend the funeral.

Princess Heyang doesn't feel sad when she doesn't mention her elder brother's death on weekdays.

Today, when the first emperor entered the mausoleum, she cried so much that she couldn't stand still.

Qin Zheng supported his wife, and when he saw the line stopped, he turned his head slightly.

Behind him, Yue Shan bowed his body: "Return to assist the government, the matter has been settled."

"That's good." When Qin Zheng heard this reply, he stopped paying attention, and just focused on his wife again.

There are too many variables.

Some things have to be advanced.

……

"Master Zhou, why do you need to pay again today?" Zhou Porridge opened his eyes wide.

"It's like this, Mr. Chu." Master Zhou in the kitchen explained to Chu Tianshu who was correcting homework next to him: "This is because when I went shopping this morning, I found that the price of food on the market has increased. Money, it’s not enough to buy the food we eat for so many people today.”

"How much has it increased?" Chu Tianshu didn't care too much, the rise and fall of food is a common thing: "Zhou porridge, give the money to Master Zhou."

"It has risen by more than half." Master Zhou said.

Chu Tianshu stopped correcting his homework.

"what?"

"Increased, more than half." Master Zhou said quickly: "Don't get me wrong, Mr. Chu. Although my old Zhou occasionally brings some food from the kitchen back to feed my children, I definitely don't have the courage to deceive you. It’s because the food price has risen so much for no reason today!”

Chu Tianshu couldn't believe it: "It's really increased so much?"

"Yes." Master Zhou sighed, "Who would have thought of that?"

"It shouldn't be, we have never seen this before."

Chu Tianshu thought slightly: "Is it because there is going to be a war?"

"Isn't it?" Zhou Porridge said, "Even though there were price increases for food during wars before, they definitely didn't increase by so much."

"Did anything big happen today?" Chu Tianshu asked.

"No...oh, yes, the late emperor will be buried today."

"It's today." Chu Tianshu was stunned, but shook his head again for a moment: "No, the burial of the late emperor will not affect the price of food."

The temple is high, although many things can indeed affect the lowest level of the country.

However, the life and death, weddings and funerals of an emperor are unlikely to affect the most basic food prices.

"Is there a disaster somewhere?" Chu Tianshu was not sure.

"Then who knows?" Master Zhou shook his head: "This is not what I should care about."

It is useless for people at the bottom to think so much.

They just think about what to eat today, which is more practical.

Chu Tianshu nodded: "Zhou Congee, give Master Zhou some money."

"Master Zhou, today's increase in food prices... why don't you buy more rice noodles and soot and store them in the factory's warehouse?"

"Yes, yes, yes." Master Zhou nodded quickly: "I almost forgot about this, it is said that food prices will rise in the future, I was just about to ask Chu Gong to give me more money, so that I can stock up on some hard goods. So as not to raise the price of food in the future.”

Zhou Congee looked up at Chu Tianshu.

Chu Tianshu frowned, thought and thought, and put down his pen: "Master Zhou, you don't need to cook my meal at noon, I'll go out for a while."

"it is good."

……

"Today, the late emperor was buried, and many things are inconvenient to do."

"The first emperor was benevolent, and he implemented benevolent government, which was in line with righteousness."

"It is our great fortune and our misfortune to have such an emperor."

"Brothers are also grateful for the kindness of the late emperor who gave porridge and medicine many times."

"We are not animals who don't know how to be grateful. Since today is a big day for the late emperor to rest in peace, the restlessness on the scene must be stabilized one by one."

"Our great cause will not be in a hurry today."

Cui Yin arranged the conversation, and the workers below settled down, and some of them even wiped their tears quietly.

——During his reign, the first emperor did indeed do a lot of practical things, giving the peasants and workers at the bottom a way to survive.

It's just a pity that such a person died young.

……

Some people on the street spontaneously mourned for the late emperor.

But the sad atmosphere is not the main tone.

Nervous, yes.

Unreasonable abnormal changes in food prices will always be the bottom people who can be the first to perceive.

Things that cost four cents or five cents on weekdays are now half as expensive, so what's the deal?

Changes in food prices have caused great panic among the people at the bottom.

Chu Tianshu was walking on the street, and there were people in a hurry everywhere.

They are all looting food.

Judging from this situation and the sentiment of the masses, food prices will most likely still rise tomorrow.

Someone is playing tricks.

But why?

(End of this chapter)