The late Ming Dynasty in the living room

Chapter 22 The scholar hanged himself
Fang Yu didn't know that his actions had turned Dian Shi, who was accustomed to flattering others, into an anxious and loyal minister.

He is on the phone with Teacher Pan. There is nothing he can do. He is an angel investor and everything must be reported in detail.

"Open a rice store? Opening a rice store won't save the Ming Dynasty." Teacher Pan said.

Fang Yu sighed and said, "At least we can save some people."

"Today in the city, I saw no less than ten people starving to death on the streets, and there were even children abandoned under the bridge... Teacher Pan, think about it, there is no war in Laishui County, and the natural disasters are not very serious, even here. People are already starving to death, so what will the Central Plains be like?”

Teacher Pan was silent for a while and then sighed: "You are trying to tear out the hearts of those gentry. For their own interests, they dared to let even the Ming Emperor fall into the water.

Selling rice at a high price in troubled times is their core interest. Do you understand the core interest?They won't let you go. "

Fang Yu quickly patted his horse: "Aren't you here, Teacher Pan? As long as I don't leave Laishui County, what can they do to me if they get angry?"

After all, Teacher Pan is a top student and has a much broader vision than Pang Tiande. She knows that the food shortage in the Ming Dynasty was not a real food shortage.

In the Ming Dynasty, there were Jiangsu and Zhejiang regions with highly developed agricultural technology, and the grain-producing areas in Huguang were rapidly expanding.

If that's not enough, there's Vietnam and Siam to the south.

Maritime merchants from the south have already been running around Southeast Asia and Nanyang. Don’t the princes of the imperial court know that the food there is plentiful and cheap?

From there, sea transportation through the Bohai Sea to Tianjin is much more convenient than current water transportation.

However, every time the emperor listened to the ideas of missionaries and southeastern merchants (pirates) and planned to open sea transportation, he would be attacked by groups of them.

It's like digging up their family's ancestral grave.

The reason is very simple: they have a huge amount of fields and grain in their hands, and they are just waiting to sell it at a high price!

Now that there is a large amount of cheap rice here, Fang Yu will definitely be attacked by them fiercely. This attack may be assassination, poisoning, or even war.

Teacher Pan was still unavoidably worried and said anxiously: "You have to sit here and wait for Chongzhen to come to your door. Can't you take the initiative to contact him?"

Teacher Pan's meaning became clearer and clearer. In the entire Ming Dynasty, the only person who really had no choice but to save the Ming Dynasty at all costs was Emperor Chongzhen.

After all, if he can't be saved, he will die...

Although he is a king who has subjugated his country and his work ability is not very good, he is an emperor at least and can help Fang Yu solve many problems.

but……

Fang Yu said speechlessly: "Chongzhen is probably a man who has been tricked. When I read the history of the late Ming Dynasty, I found that the more people rushed to help him, the more worried he became about you. Look at Lu Xiangsheng and Yang Sichang. , Sun Chuanting and the others died unjustly?
On the contrary, those who don't take him seriously and obey his orders have a happy life. Therefore, there is no good thing in rushing to find him. Only when he asks for it himself will he be sincere. "

Teacher Pan was speechless and sighed: "This is persecution paranoia."

Fang Yu and Teacher Pan talked about some trivial things again. When they were about to end, they suddenly heard the high school sophomore outside the door shouting: "Come here, someone, the scholar has hanged himself, the scholar has hanged himself!"

What!You've only been here for a long time and you hanged yourself?

Fang Yu was also startled. He quickly ended the call with Teacher Pan and hurriedly walked outside.

I thought that Yan Xiucai would never come, so the "teachers' dormitory" hadn't been set up yet, so tonight I simply let him sleep in a big shed with the refugees.

There are dozens of people sleeping in a shed. So many people can't even look at a scholar. Are they blind?
Fang Yu was also a little annoyed. As he walked, he asked the second grader, "Has anyone been rescued?"

The sophomore in high school was out of breath after running, and returned: "...No...No, they are all watching over there."

Fang Yu was really angry now. He quickened his pace and scolded: "You are still looking at people who have hanged themselves. Don't you know that you need to take the people down quickly and rescue them? If you really wait for people to die, how can you tell their families?" Explain!" Well, the scholar just arrived in the afternoon and died at your place in the evening, and he died in full view of the public.

How should the wife and father-in-law explain it?Especially his father-in-law, that old man is very tough.

The sophomore in high school knew that Fang Yuhui had misunderstood, so he quickly explained: "Not dead, not dead, the scholar is not dead yet... When I just came over, he was still setting up the rope there."

Fang Yu breathed a sigh of relief, but his words were somewhat strange. Seeing that the shed had arrived, he didn't ask any more questions.

There used to be more than 30 refugees living in the shed, but now they are all up.

In addition, many people crowded in to watch the fun, and there were a bunch of people outside the door who couldn't get in, so they stretched their necks to look inside.

Fang Yu took a quick look and saw that almost all the hundreds of refugees had arrived.

Seeing Fang Yu's arrival, these people quickly made way for a passage. Fang Yu walked through the middle and found that they all had smiles on their faces.

According to the allocation, there were two lights in a shed, but now there were more than six lights in it. They must have been brought by other refugees themselves.

Now these six lights are gathered on the stage...er, no, gathered in the middle of the shed, shining brightly there.

The scholar Yan Jingsheng was standing there, with a wooden pier under his feet and a rope in his hand, which was being tied to the beam on the top of the shed.

Facing the crowd of hundreds of people, Yan Jingsheng was not focused on anything else. He only stretched out his arms and threw once, twice, or three times.

After tossing for a long time, the tossing was not accurate, and the people watching were quite anxious...

When Fang Yu saw this scene, he really didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he said, "Xiucai, what's wrong with you? Why do you have to hang yourself because you can't think of anything?"

Is this a redundant question?Yan Jingsheng, who always cares about face, was tied up like an animal by his father-in-law in the afternoon and driven from Shiting Village to the outside of the county seat.

Thousands of people saw him along the way, and they all regarded Yan Jingsheng as a joke.

Let me ask, which scholar in the world can accept such an insult!
So after Yan Jingsheng had eaten his fill, he couldn't sleep while lying among the refugees, tossing and turning.

The refugee next to him had to work tomorrow, so he woke him up and scolded him. Yan Jingsheng, ashamed and angry, was determined to die on the spot.

It's a pity that Bai Wuyi is a scholar, but he can't throw it on the crossbar that is right in front of him.

Until the refugees in the shed woke up, and until the nearby refugees came over to watch.

In order to see more clearly, they also brought a few more lights and placed them thoughtfully next to Yan Jingsheng.

Until now, the boss (Fang Yu) has come over, and Yan Jingsheng knows that he has become a joke again.

However, I am already a dying person, why do I still care about these things... I will throw them away again!Yan Jingsheng chose to continue working hard.

"Brother Zhao, how did you distribute the cows and horses you bought?" Fang Yu asked.

He watched here for a long time, but Yan Jingsheng still didn't succeed, and he didn't listen to some words of advice.

I just happened to see old man Zhao coming over. He was also idle, so he simply asked about work.

Old Man Zhao replied: "For the time being, they are allocated to the brick kiln farm and the homestead. The brick kiln farm has five cows and thirty horses. To compact the land at the homestead, we have fifteen cows and ten mules."

(End of this chapter)