Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

Guanghua people love to drink tea.

Regardless of whether you are rich or poor, in your free time, go to a tea shop and buy a bowl of tea and sit there for half a day.

The rich can order a bowl of Xinyang Maojian, West Lake Longjing, Junshan Silver Needle, or even Minnan Tieguanyin, Yunnan Pu'er...

In Guanghua, Shangqu, there is no shortage of famous tea.

For people who have no money, the tea produced in Gucheng still tastes good...

Although not famous.

Even poor people, after getting off work, can still drink their tea leaves and turn them white.

Boiling water is free...

Guanghua people love to drink tea, so naturally there are countless teahouses.

There are even some families who adapt to local conditions and put a few tables, stools and two clay stoves by the river, so that they can buy and exchange a lot of tea supplies.

Because it is located in a commercial thoroughfare, there are many business travelers coming and going, so the knowledge is naturally broad.

Photonic men have always been quick-tongued and good at talking.

That is from astronomy and geography to whether the chicken next door laid eggs in another house...

When three or two friends sit down, even strangers at the next table can chat for a long time.

People in places where commerce is prosperous think differently from farmers who make a living by farming.

These seemingly casual conversations often hide ways to make money.

Maybe a careless remark can earn back a pocketful of money...

Oh, Guanghua people call them Pao...

In this atmosphere, after dinner, almost half of the people in the city flocked to Linjiang Street.

The simple teahouses along the river were filled with people. Those who couldn't find a place to sit had no choice but to take their wives and children and stroll on the streets.

It’s not just men who come shopping, nor just women led by men. There are even many young girls with their hair loose and dressed as unmarried women, who are also walking in groups on the streets.

After a busy day, the people, enjoying the pleasant evening breeze, waited for the heat to dissipate, then went home and took a shower, then they could sleep soundly.

(In the middle and late Ming Dynasty, the social atmosphere was very open, and it had become a common custom for unmarried women to go shopping. This fact is well documented in novels by contemporary people and notes by literati.)

……

Zhu Ya'ao looked up at the sky full of stars. Rigel (Orion) was hanging above her head. The three stars of the symbol were slanting towards the roof. She had to stretch her neck and lean out the window to see it.

Zhu Yuyao blinked her bright eyes a few times, and a watchman rang his clapper on the street.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The bangs sounded one after another, five times in a row, and then paused for a while before sounding again.

"Second watch of Haishi~The sky is dry and things are dry~Be careful of candles~!"

The long voice of the watchman could be heard far away.

It was already 10:15 p.m., and the number of pedestrians on the street was slightly sparse.

‘The people here are really happy! ’

The corner of Zhu Yuyao's mouth curled up into a smile.

The smiles on the lips of these people walking along the river are so sweet.

Although the streets are noisy, the parents they say are short-lived actually sound so yearning.

Zhu Ainao, the eldest princess of the Ming Dynasty, had a smile on her lips, imagining that one day she would be able to go shopping at will, when she was awakened by a burst of noise.

The little girl in my arms even shouted:

"Ah! Sister, someone is being beaten over there! Look, someone is being beaten over there!"

Zhu Yuni stretched out her little hand, shook Zhu Yuluo with one hand, and pointed to the street with the other and started shouting.

Zhu Yasuo turned her head and looked in the direction pointed by her sister. She saw that there was already a mess in front of the barbecue stall next to Zuixian Tower.

A dozen men in black were punching and kicking several women. Pots and pans were picked up by the men in black who couldn't squeeze in, and they were thrown on the head of the woman who fell on the ground.

"Crackling" and breaking sounds continued.

The woman's screams, cries, and begging for mercy were heard.

Under the dim light, a pool of dark blood was so conspicuous.

It's the group of men in black who were on the dock just now!

Zhu Aelao's face changed drastically.

The shouts and curses in the market can be clearly heard:

"Fuck your horse, pull her to the side of the road for me, I'm going to fuck her!"

"Oh shit!"

"Kill her like a son of a bitch!"

The men were beating and cursing.

The beaten woman lay on the ground holding her head, wailing non-stop.

……

"What are you doing!"

Guanghua Land is located near a mountainous area, and the folk customs are strong and fierce. Countless people quickly gathered around.

Someone roared:

“What are you doing, why don’t you stop it!

What's the point of hitting a woman! "

The onlookers were about to step forward and rescue the person, when they saw a man in dark clothes sitting in front of the barbecue stall, who had already taken out something and threw it to a man in black behind him.

The man took it and almost slapped the thing in his hand into the man's face. His arrogant voice could be heard clearly by Zhu Ailao even though they were dozens of feet away:

"Open your eyes wide. How dare you interfere with your grandfather's affairs? Believe it or not, I will kill you!"

The man in black held that thing in his hand and surrounded it in front of everyone, swearing and arrogantly.

The people around seemed to have seen the thing clearly, and they were frightened and did not dare to say anything anymore, so they took a few steps back.

There were two men in black with big muscles and round waists. They pushed through the crowd, grabbed the man who spoke first, and kicked him to the ground.

He cursed even more:

"Mother Gan Xen, what are you pretending to be?"

"Damn it, believe it or not, it won't matter if I kill you!"

The man did not dare to fight back and received several kicks in vain. When the men in black were not paying attention, he got into the crowd and hid.

The people wanted to save people, but were scared away.

The violent beatings continued in the field, and within a few moments, two women were beaten until they could not move.

Someone in black pulled a woman in dark clothes into the barbecue shop.

Because Zhu Yuyao was on the second floor, she could see clearly. Not long after, the man in black pulled the struggling woman in dark clothes by her hair and entered Wangjiang Tower through the back door.

"This……"

Zhu Ailao covered her little sister's eyes and said to Zhu Youjian tremblingly:

"Father, father, come and see, someone is robbing a girl on the street!"

Zhu Youjian was discussing the details of Zhongzhen Temple with Fan Jingwen. Hearing this, he didn't bother to finish half of what he said and walked over quickly.

Zhu Youjian's face was so gloomy that it seemed like water could drip from his face.

In just such a moment, another woman disappeared, and there were also a few less men in black.

The woman who was knocked to the ground earlier was covered in blood and she no longer knew whether she was dead or alive.

"Liu Tichun, why don't you hurry up and go rescue me!"

Zhu Youjian stared and roared angrily.

Liu Tichun, who was guarding the door, was startled. He didn't know what was going on. Before he could ask more questions, Zheng Zhaoji had already rushed up the stairs.