Heirs of the Seven Swords of the Qin Dynasty

Chapter 1433 A new encirclement and suppression has appeared
  Since the performance was indeed wonderful, the audience's payment rate was not bad, and most people chose to donate generously.

Of course, most people only give one, two and a half taels.

The value of one and a half taels is quite a lot for ordinary people. That is to say, Songhai is prosperous and the people are relatively wealthy, otherwise they would not be able to afford such a big sum of money.

The real majority of the money comes from the very small number of wealthy households among the common people.

This kind of people give a lot, and they have a lot of money at their fingertips, and they even have silver leaves and gold leaves.

But it doesn’t matter whether others give more or less. Tianming doesn’t care. He only cares about one issue:
  "Hey, Shaoyu, do you still have money in your pocket!?"

Shao Yu ignored Tian Ming and still stared at Shi Lan closely.

Shi Lan's gaze just glanced over Shao Yu Tianming without stopping at all, as if she was just looking at a stranger.

This made Shaoyu very puzzled and curious.

Tianming saw that his good brother was still acting like a pig, so he stabbed him twice more.

It's a pity that Shao Yu is obsessed with beauty... No, he's obsessed with doubts, but he just doesn't talk to her.

Fortunately, at this time, Shi Lan, who was dressed in an exotic style, bowed to everyone again, then turned over and jumped back. After her graceful figure drew an arc in the air, she fell lightly into the box again.

Then Shi Lan slowly fell asleep to the side, and her figure disappeared from everyone's sight.

The team members on the side reached out and closed the lid of the box. After waiting for a few breaths, they opened it again and saw that it was empty.

This caused another cheer from the audience, and the person who collected the money had more money on the gong.

Shi Lan disappeared, and Shao Yu, who was still confused, was stunned.

At this time, the person holding the gong finally walked up to him and Tianming.

Tianming looked at them with a smile, and groped his body with his hands, finally confirming that all the money in his pocket had indeed been eaten.

So he quickly bumped into Shao Yu with his elbow, "Hey, hey! Pay for it, pay for it!"

Shaoyu finally came to his senses, his attention returned to reality, and he quickly reached out to take out the money.

Tianming was a poor boy. Although he was a rich man in the Mohist family, he didn't have much money in his pocket. He spent it all very quickly when he went out to eat and drink on the street.

Shao Yu is different, he still has some...but not much.

In the end, he just took out a few big bucks and threw them on the gong, so he barely paid for it.

The Xiang family is not short of money, and Shao Yu has been well clothed and well-fed since he was a child, but now isn't he living under someone else's roof?
  Living in Xiaoshengxian Village, Confucianism is responsible for most of the expenses. There is usually no place for money. Occasionally, he goes out to the streets. Shaoyu is not as keen on food and drink as Tianming, so he rarely carries too much money with him.

If I just ate two extra buns on the street at dawn, these big bucks would have been spent.

After giving the money to show that he was not a free prostitute, Shaoyu decided to talk to the people who paid him to see if he could find out why they were performing in the street.

After making the decision, Shaoyu started with the most basic question, "I would like to ask, where are you from?"

The man who collected the money looked at Shao Yu, shook his head with a smile, said nothing, and then walked towards the next person.

Shao Yu couldn't figure out what he meant, but whether he didn't want to answer, couldn't understand what he was saying, or couldn't speak the Central Plains dialect, the result was the same.

Anyway, if they don't say anything, he can't pinch their necks and collars to force them.

After the song ended and everyone dispersed, Shao Yu had no choice but to pull Tian Ming away, preparing to ask Shi Lan in person the next time he met her.

In fact, the purpose of this group of people performing on the streets in Shushan is not complicated. It has one main purpose and one secondary purpose.

This secondary purpose is to attract some people's attention through this public appearance.

Including anti-imperial forces and the common gaze of forces within the empire. Needless to say, attracting the former's attention, regardless of the use, there is definitely no harm anyway.

As for the latter's gaze, it was actually to try and divert their attention - mainly the members of the Yin Yang family.

There are risks, but they are within an acceptable range. After all, there are only a few people who show up.

And unlike the Mo family, they are not wanted criminals.

The Shushan tribe is indeed regarded as an enemy by the empire, but the Shushan tribe is already in a state of being wiped out. The empire does not know what the survivors look like, and it is impossible to arrest them one by one.

If you show up publicly, you won't be surrounded by officers and soldiers.

The biggest risk was actually Shi Lan's safety. She was someone who could never have anything happen to her. However, they also took precautions and were in a pre-position to activate the escape technique throughout the process, ready to run away at any time.

It should be said that this purpose has been achieved to a certain extent.

Because in a restaurant on the street where they performed, the Yin-Yang Family's Zuo Protector Xinghun and Jin Minister Yun Zhongjun were sitting by the window on the second floor, watching the entire performance, and they also recognized their origins.

He just didn't take action and didn't pay much attention.

Probably... look down on it.

The entire tribe has been wiped out, so what kind of trouble can these two or three kittens cause?
  And the other main purpose is... to make money.

Ah, yes, that is the most essential purpose of street performance, to make money.

As the saying goes, a wise woman cannot make a meal without rice.

As long as a person is alive, he must have enough food!
  They, the Shushan natives, have neither property nor jobs in Songhai, but they have to pay for food, clothing, housing, transportation, food, drink, and toilet.

Where does the money come from?
  Of course, the Renzong is willing to support them, and Taoism is not a poor temple, and it is worthy of these three melons and two dates.

But the Shushan people themselves are a bit shy and are not very willing to say, "Hey, come and eat!" ’

So I decided to rely on my magic to perform acrobatics, fool the people, and make a quick buck.

The income is not high, but their expenses are also relatively low, which is enough to last for a while.

Of course, these Shushan people are not short of money. Each person carries at least half a catty of silver jewelry. It is unrealistic to say they are poor, but they are definitely not willing to liquidate their 'real estate' unless they are in desperate situations.

………………

That day, night, the main hall of the General's Mansion.

Fusu stood at the top wearing his usual cloak, and below stood two important military and political ministers, Prime Minister Li Si and General Meng Tian.

Looking at the two important ministers, Fusu said in a solemn tone:

"It has been several days since the Thousand Planes Copper Plate was lost. The Mohist Rebellion may have uncovered the top-secret information on the Black Dragon Scroll."

"This matter must be dealt with as soon as possible!"

"Do you two have an idea of ​​what I arranged last time?"

Meng Tian took the lead and answered with clasped fists:
  "Reporting to the young master, the hiding place of the rebels has been determined, and the general is mobilizing manpower to prepare for a new round of encirclement and suppression operations."

"The previous events were all due to the general's unfavorable defense. In this encirclement and suppression operation, we will double the number of troops. We must ensure that the failure last time will not happen again!"

"Very good!" Fusu nodded with satisfaction, "I believe in General Meng's ability."

(End of this chapter)