The Human Emperor Chapter 1283: New changes! Minor Treasurer Department
Chapter 128th
"Everyone in the Battle of the Southwest remembers that Young Marquis alone took thousands of masters who had lost all their wealth to turn the tide, and defeated the great hundred thousand Great Army of Mengwu four with hundred thousand. Everyone must praise the hero of Young Marquis And the extraordinary Art of War, how many people have the wealthy people in the southwest, the rapport, the people of the two countries ate the water like a pot of pulp! "
Mr. Shushu said at the end, his face was distressed.
"Asshole!"
Su Shixuan is furious:
"My lord, these guys are simple and sinister. They clearly want to induce everyone to put their responsibilities in front of them and deliberately lead the dirty water to them! Who knows, the war in the southwest broke out before the lord intervened already . And if it is not an adult, the state of the Southwest is more than a thousand miles away. I still do n’t know how many people will be killed or injured! This Wang Badan, I do n’t know how many people have received money, so I have to tear his mouth! ”
A nameless anger raged, Su Shixuan said nothing, got up and left, his fists clenched. Storytelling is storytelling. Like this storyteller, he deliberately asked everyone to associate the results of the Southwestern War with Wang Chong, and he was extremely attentive. If he did not collect money and was instructed, he would never believe it.
I have been with Wang Chong for so long. It is because I know exactly what Wang Chong has done and what has been paid for Empire. Therefore, it is even more intolerable for others to insult and stigmatize Wang Chong's. This is even more than the anger when they themselves are insulted. This is what Su Shixuan and others have in common.
A man with a sincere heart, who has gone all out to save Empire for this crisis, should never be humiliated. Otherwise, what dignity does this Empire have at all?
"Stop!"
Just when Su Shixuan rushed out and was about to teach the storyteller, a voice suddenly came from his ear, Su Shixuan's heart trembled. I saw the Wang Chong behind him, his expression was overwhelming, he was still, and there was something special in his eyes:
"There are countless storytellers in this Jingshi, do you want to learn lessons one by one?"
"But Lord King ..."
Su Shixuan also wants to tell what. But he was waved and stopped by Wang Chong.
"Don't you understand? I'm worried, it's never these storytellers. It's people's heart, you read those who read books."
Wang Chong sighed and said suddenly.
Su Shixuan was shocked in his heart, and turned back subconsciously. Following the eyes of Wang Chong's, looking around the stands, for the first time Su Shixuan's attention was not on the stands, but shifted to the audience. I saw a famous audience, all looked at Mr. Qingpao Shushu in the stands, and they were fascinated.
It's not just them, their eyes are leaving the restaurant, looking out to the black, sitting on the boards, even the standing people. All the old man, children, and women all looked up. simultaneously looked at the storyteller, with a dignified look, silent one by one.
"wēng!"
At that moment, Su Shixuan's heart strings vibrated, as if I understood something.
"Did you see clearly?"
In the underworld, the sound of Wang Chong's came from the ear, faint and seemingly far away:
"This time, I asked you to arrange a box. When you come here, you are not looking at the storyteller on the stage. It is the people and hearts around him. You can change one's thoughts and let them change their thoughts. Is always their own, it is their original idea of already existence. Although this storyteller cannot be separated from Confucianism Sect, at least one point is that the examples he gave, the data before and after the war are all true Yes, no orchestration has been conducted. I believe that although they are against each other, Li Junxian and Confucianism Sect must also be disdainful to do such things.
"Confucianism Sect is worthy of our concern, but from the beginning to the end, what really worries us is the changed hearts of already. Great Tang has been fighting for decades, and never has stopped. Now people feel at ease, people are war-weary. And Li Junxian they are just Catering to this mindset, came into being! "
Wang Chong looked dignified. Although his gaze stayed on the storyteller on the stage, more often, it was the people next to the stands and outside the restaurant. In their eyes, Wang Chong saw something, a change. This is what he really worried and worried about.
"... and the battle of Great Tang Northwest, Talas's War, Khorasan, Great Tang defeated more than a small force, with a weak force, killed Caliphate million Great Army, even Caliphate's generation Military God Qutayba was killed. Young Marquis is With this achievement, was appreciated by His Majesty, sealed King of Foreign Territory, and became the first king of a different name in Great Tang never. This matter, no one knows, no one knows the whole world. But you know, this war will affect the entire Great Tang influence? "
On the stage, the Qingpao storyteller knocked on the board first, and continued to speak:
"Silk Road is our most prosperous trade channel for Great Tang. The camel caravans crossing this road every year are endless and countless. Various silk, agate, coral, emerald, tea, porcelain ..., Day after day, there is a continuous stream, packed tightly, accumulated like a mountain, all the way through Qixi, Anxi, Talas, then from Samarkand, Khorasan ..., all the way into the distant Caliphate, Charax Spasinu, or even farther. This is A road of real wealth, even many merchants call it the road of gold, saying that this road is not trade, but gold-like gold. Because of the wealth on this road, a large number of Silk Road concentrated Horse bandit, brigand, but now? "
"The current brigand horse bandit has disappeared long ago, and on Silk Road, although the trade between East and West has not yet been cut off, the caravans with which it is passing are now already sparse and rare, less than ten, far from the past The grand battle between Great Tang and Caliphate, the trade between the two sides is about to be completely cut off. And Khorasan is a Iron Wall in Yokohama, which will involve this important business approach involving tens of millions, or even billions of taels of gold each year. Separate. "
"Speaking of the southwest, everyone thinks it's too far away. But the starting point of Silk Road is our Great Tang Jingshi. Every year, how much silk, porcelain, tea, and various other goods are sold, just like flowing water. . But after this war, what is the situation now, and everyone does not feel it? You don't tell me did not feel that your living standard has decreased, and the goods sold have decreased. There is no Hu People in Jingshi There used to be more, wherever Great Tang went to other wild merchants, they could feel the hostility and rejection of each other. This is war! Is this what you want? "
At the end, Mr. Qingpao Shushu's voice suddenly rises a lot.
Under the stands, there is a dead silence, and the atmosphere is extremely depressed. Unlike before, this time there was a faint expression of thinking in everyone's eyes.
"Peace! Let's not war!"
I don't know who shouted in the crowd. Soon, the others seemed to wake up and screamed.
"Don't war!"
"Don't war!"
...
Several people who started with Luoluo, but later, more and more people shouted with excitement. Everyone's voice seemed to condense. In the end, even the spectators in the restaurant in Yunzhong cried out.
"Fantastic!"
Just when the crowd was the most intense, suddenly a loud drinking came. In the restaurant box not far from Wang Chong, a big man with a military general Aura on his body, overturned the table, and came out of the box.
"You rotten prince! The soldiers are desperate on the front line, throwing their heads and splattering blood, horse leather wraps around, is it the source of the calamity when you are here? Without us generals, do you know how many people will be killed or injured!" >
The burly middle-aged man was angry like a lion, and strode across the stands with a few stride steps. He grabbed the collar of the storyteller as if he was catching a chicken. He lifted it from the ground.
"It doesn't matter to me, it doesn't matter to me! I just talk about it ..."
The storyteller of the Qingpao, full of fear, patted the hands of the burly man, unable to fight at all.
Suddenly, it turned into elbow and armpit, everyone was stunned by this scene.
"Presumptuous!"
At this time, a loud drinking came, everyone had not responded, the light flashed, a young man, white as snow, suddenly appeared in the restaurant stand on the second floor. Slap open the arm of the middle-aged man, seal his acupoint, see the man grabbed it.
Just as he captured the middle-aged man, the white man's sleeves slipped, and an ink mark was looming on his wrist. Seeing this mark, Wang Chong and Su Shixuan in the box are all slightly changed.
"Sir, it's Confucianism Sect!"
Su Shixuan gravely says. The middle-aged man has a strong military soldier Aura on his body. His strength should be Profound Martial Realm seven Eight Layer or even higher, but under the Confucianism Sect white youngster, he has no ability to resist.
"Let me go, who the **** are you!"
At this time, only the middle-aged man shouted loudly. As he spoke, he fiercely resisted.
"Well, we are the newly established Minor Treasurer Department of Royal Court, which is responsible for pacifying Jingding and other local riots, especially handling all crimes of generals and soldier(s). If you have anything, let your boss go to Minor Treasurer Department to sue!" /
The white youngster in Confucianism Sect said coldly. As he said, a flash of the palm revealed a Token, and the words Minor Treasurer Department were faintly visible on it.
"Come, take him away!"
The white youngster looked cold and waved his hand toward the rear. Immediately, there were two heavily armed soldiers, escorting the middle-aged man left and right and walking downstairs.
"Minor Treasurer Department? What Minor Treasurer Department! I have never heard of it, let me go!"
The middle-aged man turned his head and looked at the white youngster, still struggling.
"You don't know it doesn't matter, it won't be long before everyone will know! Take away!"
White clothes youngster.