I'm really not the carpenter emperor

Yang Nianru, because of this incident of "stepping forward" against the Dongchang Banner Captain, was helped by Zhou Shunchang to obtain a qualification as a supervisor of the Imperial College.

Now, his complexion is plump, his clothes are brighter, and even his previous rotten appearance has become free and easy.

The Yang Nianru in front of him no longer had the shabby air of being timid and submissive two months ago.

With different identities, even breathing feels nobler than ordinary people.

This is why these literati flock to the Donglin civil servants and regard it as an honor to be named Donglin.

Yang Nianru talked to Yan Peiwei with a smile, but his heart was very tired.

Now he is already a student of the Imperial College, and his status is completely different from that of the former scholars, so he naturally looks down on these merchant children in front of him even more.

He and the rest of the rioters Yan Peiwei, Zhou Wenyuan, Ma Jie, and Shen Yang sat around a small table casually, raised their glasses and said:

"Everyone, let's congratulate Master Zhou on his 42nd birthday!"

"Old Zhou's longevity is boundless!"

"Old Zhou's righteousness is unparalleled in the world!"

"Old Zhou persuades the emperor, pleads for the people, and is not afraid of eunuchs. He can be called the unparalleled national scholar of this dynasty!"

Exquisite dishes were placed on the table, and everyone toasted one after another, celebrating Zhou Shunchang's birthday with great interest.

Zhou Shunchang, on the other hand, didn't seem to be as indifferent as he was famous outside. He blushed and obviously enjoyed it very much.

"How can the old man, He De, be so loved by the audience..."

You still have to pretend, Zhou Shunchang lowered his head, broke down in tears and said:

"I don't want to disobey the orders, but right now eunuchs are messing up the country, and dogs and eagles are everywhere, so I have no choice but to..."

"Don't cry, Mr. Zhou. If the persuasion fails this time, it will be done again!" Yang Nianru had already regarded himself as the leader of the group of scholars, stood up and said:

"This time tens of thousands of people can't do it. Next time, I will mobilize the soldiers and civilians in the whole city of Suzhou, burn down the supervisory department, and drive all the factory guards out of Suzhou!"

Yan Peiwei applauded: "Good! Brother Yang is right!"

"If everyone wants to persuade you again, my Yan family will definitely help Wei Xun with all my strength!"

Zhou Wenyuan echoed and said: "It's very true, we use our bodies to persuade and resist the eunuch party, this matter has been passed down through the ages!"

All the scholars are young people, how can they bear such agitation, they all flushed red immediately, climaxed one after another, clapping their hands in applause.

Another scholar leader, Shen Yang, stood up immediately and sneered:

"Speak lightly! Brother Zhou, do you dare to go out with me, call relatives and friends, and persuade the people to rush into the Supervision Department and kill the eunuchs?"

Zhou Wenyuan couldn't get off the tiger, so he jumped up against the case: "Why don't you dare!"

"Hahaha!" Yang Nianru got up again and said loudly:

"Since the two dear friends have this idea, I can't back down! Brother Yan, Duke Zhou, let's call the people immediately, rush into the Supervision Department, and kill those eunuchs who are causing trouble in the village!"

"The supervisory department is ruined, I see how the court collects taxes!"

Scholars came together noisily and applauded at the same time. After a while, they all followed Yang Nianru and others out of the Yingchun Pavilion and came to the street.

Pedestrians and common people on the street were amazed when they saw these flushed, drunken scholars, pointing and discussing.

"Everyone!"

"Nowadays, His Majesty trusts the eunuchs and condones the lawlessness, but the Supervising Department collects taxes indiscriminately and disturbs people's livelihood. How can we do that?"

"Since we, the scholars, know the ways of the sages of Confucius and Mencius, we should lead the people to plead for orders. Let's smash the supervision department and plead for orders from the imperial court!"

"Knock the dog's eagle dog out of Suzhou City!"

These shouts caused many people to avoid them in fear, but in this society, there has never been a shortage of opportunistic people who just want to take advantage of the excitement.

In this day and age, there are especially many such people.

Many people shut their doors and windows tightly, and hurried back to their homes for fear of causing trouble, but the scholars and their relatives, friends and disciples gathered into a stream of hundreds of people.

They were crowded and noisy, heading towards the Supervising Office located five streets away.

During this process, more and more local ruffians, green skins, refugees from all over the country, and beggars along the street who had nothing to do, joined in one after another.

Soon, the flow of people soared to thousands of people, and several nearby streets became extremely congested.

Yan Peiwei did not go out. He stood upstairs with his hands behind his back, looking at the chaos in Suzhou City, and said with a sneer:

"Master Zhou, Yang Nianru is such an idiot, you gave him the imperial supervisor, yet he is so impulsive."

"But that's good, it saves us trouble."

Zhou Shunchang took a sip of wine, sat in his seat and said quietly:

"This kind of opportunity comes once in a thousand years. Why don't your Yan family send people to the Zhou Mansion and the Royal Chamber of Commerce to make trouble?"

Yan Peiwei chuckled, noncommittal.

This is for sure, what is the purpose of spending so much time and making such a big commotion in Suzhou, isn't it to completely destroy the Imperial Chamber of Commerce and those merchants who participated in the Imperial Chamber of Commerce?

It's time for these chaebols to occupy a dominant position in the business world again!

Chapter 712 I'm Not Human

"what happened?"

It has only been more than half an hour since Fu Yingxing entered the city and entered the supervisory department, but the changes in the city have changed drastically.

A fan ran over in a panic and said eagerly:

"It's not good at the big stalls. Those troublemakers gathered a lot of people to come to us!"

"What?" Fu Yingxing was taken aback and asked:

"How many people have they come? Send factory servants to expel them first!"

Hearing the words, the man showed embarrassment, "No way, boss, there are more people coming this time than the ones who made trouble last time, I'm afraid there will be thousands of people now!"

"They came all the way, and they have already reached Zhengyang Street...!"

"Zhengyang Street..." Fu Yingxing murmured, "Isn't it only two streets away from the Supervising Office?"

"Why did this happen just after I entered the city!"

After all, the Supervisory Office is not a military barracks, and there are only more than 1000 factory servants in total, most of whom are scattered throughout Suzhou City.

Right now, there are only 500 people still in the supervisory office.

"Big stall...?" A stall asked, seeing Fu Yingxing sitting motionless on a chair, he seemed to be frightened.

"Send someone to Nanjing!" Fu Yingxing suddenly jumped up and said, "We must tell Huang Degong, governor of Jiangnan Daying, this news!"

Hearing the words, the head of the stall wondered and asked:

"Big stall, there are [-] garrisons in the city, why do you want to look far away? Even if there are more rioters, isn't [-] garrisons enough?"

Hearing this, Fu Yingxing sneered and told the truth.

"Twenty thousand? That's just a number on the books."

"The imperial court has rectified the five provinces of the Central Plains and the nine borders. Over the years, the seven provinces in the south of the Yangtze River have not been touched at all, because the water here is too deep!"

"There are 12 troops stationed in the military register of the entire Jiangnan Province. In fact, a total of [-] is not bad!"

"Suzhou City said that there are 2000 troops stationed there. According to my estimation, that's [-] people. It's a fool's dream to expect these people to quell the chaos..."

With that said, Fu Yingxing came to his senses and urged sharply:

"Go, don't delay!"

The fan nodded upon hearing this, then turned around and walked away. He had just walked a few steps when he heard a commotion from outside the supervising department.

He raised his head to look, his footsteps swayed, and he went straight to the small gate in the backyard.

Fu Yingxing saw that the reporter had already left, so he tidied up the fish-scale clothes at the big stall of the East Factory, sneered again and said:

"Go, let me have a look."

"I'm going to see today, whether this group of cowards will dare to force their way into the Supervisory Office!"

……

"Smashed the supervisory department!"

"The Supervising Department is the master of power and eunuchs, collecting people's taxes indiscriminately, exorbitantly levying a lot of miscellaneous taxes, and scholars like us who have read the books of sages and sages, so we should do justice for the people!"

At this time, the chaotic flow of people had arrived from the Yingchun Pavilion to the gate of the Supervisory Office.

The fans rushed out of the door to guard as if they were facing a big enemy, holding their hands on the handle of their knives, watching the crowded scene in front of them vigilantly.

"Fuck your motherfucker!"

Suddenly there was a shout in the yamen, Fu Yingxing stepped out, his cold eyes slowly swept across the crowd.

As the leader of the Dongchang warlords that Wei Zhongxian relies on most today, Fu Yingxing's reputation is even worse than the four thousand households of Jinyiwei.

His eyes scanned the place, and the scholars, the common people, or the demagogues hidden in it were all trembling with fear.

"Let me ask you, can we collect farmland tax at your home in recent years?" Fu Yingxing casually looked at a follow-up man in the crowd and asked.

"No, no..." The man felt guilty and took a few steps back.

"Since there is no one, why do you follow this group of Donglin rats who are trying to gain fame and make trouble along the street? You know, taking part in riots is a crime of beheading!"

Fu Yingxing's expression changed suddenly, and he waved his hands and shouted, "Press it down!"

"Yes!"

The fans immediately stepped forward, tied the man to the ground, and dragged him into the Supervising Office in full view.

This thunderous trick immediately frightened these people on the street, and they all looked at each other in blank dismay, at a loss for what to do.

The four scholar leaders Yang Nianru, Ma Jie, Zhou Wenyuan, and Shen Yang looked at each other and said together.

"Everyone, there are only a few hundred people in Fanzi, and we have ten times as many!"

"That's right, don't be intimidated by these stern and insensitive fans, follow us to rush up and smash the supervisory department!"

"This person is the nephew of Wei Zhongxian, the eunuch who has committed many crimes and committed crimes. The righteous people of our generation should kill this person to thank the world!"

When the four of them shouted, the scholars also shouted angrily.

for a while.The surrounding atmosphere was stirred up again, and the rioters and scholars were about to rush into the supervision department.

Fu Yingxing took a big stride, but he showed no signs of fear.

He drew out the saber in his hand and shouted angrily:

"I'll see who dares—!"

"This is the office of the East Factory Supervisory Office. Anyone who trespasses will be investigated by the court afterwards and will be treated as a crime of treason!"

As the words fell to the ground, the fans pulled out the Dongchang official-made double knives that were slung around their waists.

The two sides are at war with each other, and the situation is the same as fire and water.

At this moment, a gong rang, but Kou Shen, the prefect of Suzhou, arrived with the servants from the Yamen of the prefect of Suzhou.

There are not many yamen servants, only three to fifty people, but they still forcibly opened a way out among thousands of people.

Kou Shen stopped in front of the crowd and said:

"Everyone, it is not an option for the imperial court to collect taxes and smash the supervisory chief. Listen to my advice and go back!"

"Otherwise, once the fans retaliate, everyone will suffer!"

Kou Shen's words seemed to be persuading, but in fact they were pulling sideways. In the ears of everyone in Dongchang, what he said was as sharp as a bayonet.

"Kou Shen!" Fu Yingxing said sharply: "You are so capable, why did the imperial court collect taxes? What the imperial court collects is just commercial taxes!"

"Business tax and taxation, how can they be confused!"

"It's useless for you to compare yourself to the parents and officials of the people of Suzhou. Do you deserve this title?"

Kou Shen heard such a "truth", but there was no fluctuation on his face, he smiled slightly, turned around and said:

"Fu Taitou, it's almost done."

"It is a well-known fact that I am loved and loved by the people of Suzhou. This time, I also came to negotiate peace for Dongchang. Why is it so indiscriminate?"

Fu Yingxing became more and more annoyed as he listened to it. He realized that he was no longer a human being, so he immediately waved his hand and shouted: