I'm really not doing business

Chapter 906 I understand, you are waiting for Huang Chao, right?

The rich people in Daming Street, Xueyuan Road and Danbi Square in Yehai City don't even look at the poor people in Du Street and are indifferent to their lives. This is even though they live in a city. It is actually difficult for the Daming people living in the coastal areas to empathize with the Shaanxi-Gansu-Sui area.

The Ming Emperor explained it many times, so many times that even a Western barbarian named Li Yashi understood it. For this, Li Yashi specially made up a joke called "The Joke of Five Bodies Fighting for Credit".

It is said that there was a man called Daming, who was very good at martial arts, punching the grasslands and kicking the southern barbarians. After the fight, his five limbs suddenly started to quarrel.

The left hand (Jiangnan) said: I weave brocade, cast silver, and support most of the Ming Dynasty!
The right hand (Nine Frontiers) said: I guard the borders, transport coal and iron, and support the backbone of the country!
The left foot (coastal) said: I expanded the sea borders, connected with all nations, and earned back the gold mountains from all over the world!

The right foot (hinterland) said: I supplied grain and buried bones in the ravine, and supported the foundation of the country!
The head (the capital) said: I formulate national policies, unify the world, and maintain the laws of the world!
My left hand said that I exerted more strength, my right hand said that I fought well, my left foot said that I stood more steadily, my right foot said that my kick was more powerful, and my head said that I had too many ideas. We argued endlessly and finally started to fight.

Seeing this scene, the soul (emperor) sighed and said: Stop arguing, you all belong to the same Ming Dynasty, you should put the overall situation first.

The five bodies were furious and shouted in unison: Don’t try that on me!

The next day, Daming was unable to move because of the fight between the five bodies.

The reason why Legazpi made up this joke is that the Thai-Western business alliance that Felipe had been dreaming of was simply untenable in theory.

Because the distribution led by Spain will ultimately drain the blood of the poor, and the rich areas will even despise the poor people in their stomachs and not be grateful.

There is no way this Western business alliance can be established, because Felipe's proposition from beginning to end is only to seek benefits and not to take any responsibility.

If this business alliance is really that good, there is no need for Felipe to use coercion or inducement. Everyone can sit down together and talk about it.

The Ming Dynasty was really big, and it was also a whole.

Shen Shixing mentioned an issue more than once, that is, Ming Dynasty opposed Ming Dynasty. This opposition is an objective description of the rift between the various regions of Ming Dynasty caused by unbalanced development.

The Ming Dynasty will not be great forever and may even perish. This is a consensus recognized by the ministers who have read the third volume of Theory of Class.

There is no immortality, no eternal stability. Even if it is not said, the natural inferences in the third volume can be read.

The Ming Dynasty will be forever stable, and the sun, moon and mountains and rivers will shine forever. This is a beautiful but impossible vision.

The Ming Dynasty opposed the division of the Ming Dynasty in many aspects, including military, economy, culture, and politics. The Ming Dynasty was neither heaven nor hell. It was not the earthly kingdom of God full of wisdom and philosophers described by the Great Light Sect, nor was it the paradise without any worries created by the Paradise Sect.

The Ming Dynasty is the Ming Dynasty, a contradictory entity of unity of opposites that opposes itself, corrects itself, and confronts itself, and will continue to oppose, correct itself, and confront itself.

The last batch of criminals in the tribute selection case were beheaded and hung on the city wall of Chaoyang Gate. All these minions of the powerful and wealthy were transferred to Songjiang Prefecture, vaccinated with cowpox, and sent on ships to the three major governor's offices in Luzon, Jiugang, and Jinchi and Jinshan City.

At this point, the powerful and wealthy in the Southern Court finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The tribute selection case, which lasted for nearly six months, finally came to an end. When the emperor finally retracted his sharp claws and turned from a tyrant into a benevolent monarch again, the entire Southern Court returned to its former bustle.

The big fence on the street was pulled back into the watchtower, the Wucheng Bingmasi took back the officers who were on martial law at the Nine Gates, and goods were once again delivered to Nanjing along the Qinhuai River.

The Qinhuai Riverside is once again bustling with traffic, and shops are lined up along the riverside. Stores that specialize in serving the wealthy families in Danyang have reopened and are still crowded with people.

It was as lively as if nothing had happened, and the city of Nanjing was still as decadent and decadent as ever.

Mochou Lake is formed by the confluence of the Qinhuai River. It is located outside the Shicheng Gate in the southwest of Nanjing City. The Qinhuai River enters the city from the Sanshan Gate. Less than three miles from the entrance are the upper floating bridge and the lower floating bridge. Between the upper and lower floating bridges is the Brocade Workshop, which is world-famous and is a must-visit place for literati and poets when they arrive in Nanjing.

The laurel oars sail joyfully on the waves for ten miles; the wind supports the painted boat and the rain is misty.

The night tour startled the magpie and made me think of the beautiful things, and the love spread to Qinhuai River and made me drunk in the late night.

The Qinhuai River's never-sleeping city is well-known. The setting sun gradually fades away, dyeing the sky with sunset glow. The bright moon rises, and the sound of oars is like crying and complaining.

The sky reflected the lights on the pleasure boats on the Qinhuai River, creating a hazy mist.
Amid the overlapping lights and shadows, the oars gently skimmed across the river, leaving traces of water, and drifted off into the distance accompanied by the sound of stringed instruments.

"Is this the Qinhuai River? The scenery is beautiful and the people are even more beautiful. No wonder people linger here." Wang Yaozhuo wore a veil hat with a silk net made of black gauze. Her naturally beautiful face was looming, adding a bit of hazy beauty.

She leaned on the railing of Guilan Tower and chatted casually with His Majesty the Emperor. Today she was Mr. Huang's wife, not Queen Wang.

Guilanlou comes from the poem "Gui Zhao Xi Lan Xi" in Chu Ci. "Gui Zhao" refers to a boat made of osmanthus wood, and "Lan Xi" is an oar made of orchid wood. It means a noble and elegant lakeside restaurant. This restaurant is owned by Xu Bangrui, Duke of Wei.

Xu Bangrui and Xu Weizi, who were sitting not far away, were feeling a little restless.

The news that His Majesty was coming to Zhaolan Tower was told to the Duke of Wei's Mansion five days ago. The Duke of Wei's Mansion made careful preparations, knowing that His Majesty was going on a "secret visit", but Xu Bangrui had no idea that Queen Wang would come along!

The Duke of Wei's mansion had prepared many exciting programs, and now that Queen Wang was here, the Duke of Wei and his son were feeling very uncomfortable.

There was constant sound of various music downstairs in Guilan Building, and eighteen beauties were dancing to the music and the gurgling of the Qinhuai River. If these beauties had not been dressed too coolly, Xu Bangrui and Xu Weizi would not have been so nervous. They really were flattering the horse but ended up hitting the horse's hoof.

A layer of gauze, a layer of tube top, and bright skin faintly visible under the gauze.

"Husband, do you want to take a few back with you?" Wang Yaozhuo looked at the women below. They were all young and beautiful.

"What do you want to bring? You're just talking nonsense. These women from the world of fireworks have no right to enter the palace." Zhu Yijun smiled. It was normal for Wang Yaozhuo to feel jealous.

But if he took the girl from the fireworks world back, Empress Dowager Li and Empress Dowager Chen would really be furious, so Zhu Yijun would not seek trouble for himself.

Zhu Yijun watched for a while, shook his head and said, "It's a good dance, but it's not very elegant."

Wang Yaozhuo was very proficient in music, but she was not very interested in these songs. She said with some emotion: "During this southern tour, the officials along the way were very considerate. Whenever they had the chance, they would offer beauties to me. It was completely different from the last time. I think they have finally become more respectful."

Whether the emperor likes to accept it or not is one thing, and whether to offer it or not is another.

"Songjiang Prefecture has banned prostitution, when will Yingtian Prefecture follow suit?" Zhu Yijun let out a breath. These women, although they seem to be glamorous, are actually just miserable people.

In Zhu Yijun's eyes, the banks of the Qinhuai River are a sinful place where people are eaten without leaving any bones. The sins that even the Qinhuai River cannot wash away are as thick as the silt under the bed.

Throughout the ages, how many wronged souls have been lamenting in the Qinhuai River.

Zhu Yijun just couldn't do it. If he could, he would have completely banned prostitution.

"Stop it." Zhu Yijun waved at Xu Bangrui.

He had the means to slowly settle these prostitutes into good houses. At that time, the prostitutes in the capital became ugly, and everything was getting better.

Later, some prostitutes who had turned to good deeds used the identities of good families to defraud people. The government-run factories closed their doors to these women, and the court lost this means of retiring.

Nothing seems to have changed, except for some lucky people who have been saved, everything seems to be still running according to the past trajectory.

"When Nan Ya and Songjiang Prefecture are almost in a state of equilibrium, the crimes along the Qinhuai River will probably stop, what do you think, husband?" Wang Yaozhuo said with a smile. When His Majesty said "stop", didn't he also hope that the crimes along the Qinhuai River could stop?
This requires many prerequisites. In any case, Songjiang Prefecture has made a good start by defining prostitution and brothels as illegal and cracking down on them severely.

There are all kinds of chaos in Songjiang Prefecture because it was at the forefront of the Wanli Reform. In its long history, it did not have enough experience to learn from, so it made some mistakes and fell into some pitfalls, but overall, Songjiang Prefecture was moving forward.

This is Zhu Yijun’s last stop in Nanjing. Tomorrow he will continue south to Zhejiang, and then to Songjiang Prefecture, ending this southern tour.

"It's this Gu Meisheng again." Zhu Yijun noticed the woman who went on stage to sing. The last time, Gu Meisheng sang about the mutiny in Zhenwu Camp, and every word was heartbreaking.

The Nanjing Zhenwuying mutiny occurred in the 39th year of the Jiajing reign. It was really a case of using people forward and not using people backward. At that time, the battlefield to suppress the Japanese pirates had shifted to southern Zhejiang and Fujian. Nanjing was no longer threatened by the Japanese pirates. Led by Nanjing Minister of Revenue Ma Kun, the government began to withhold food and wages for the Nanjing army preparing for war against the Japanese pirates.

The incident started with Ma Kun cutting the monthly rations for the soldiers' wives, which eventually led to the mutiny.

Gu Meisheng is the 'daughter' of Duke Wei. Actually, she was bought by Duke Wei from a human trafficking shop. Last time, Duke Wei wanted to offer this girl to the emperor, but failed. Four years have passed, and Gu Meisheng is still not married.

"Sister Gu really has a good face." Wang Yaozhuo smiled as he plucked the strings of the zither. An expert could tell whether a player was good or not just by looking at the player's moves. It was obvious that Gu Meisheng played the zither very well, at least to the point where she caught Queen Wang's eye.

The person is beautiful and the piano sounds beautiful too.

The strings of the zither flowed like water, the tone gradually became higher, and her clear voice echoed in the Guilan Building.

"During the Wanli reign, the workshops were in chaos, and the poor laborers wept bitterly; Mr. Liu, with a wicked heart, refused to pay the money, which led to the disaster!"

"Xu the tyrant, was so violent and stubborn that he killed the old and the young and was inhumane; Ma Sanqiang, was so angry that he killed the whole family to avenge his injustice!"

"Emperor Zhu, with his saintly virtue, discerns loyalty and treachery with great insight; he denounces the powerful and protects the good, and his laws are clear and unyielding."

And this time, Gu Meisheng sang the role of Ma Sanqiang.

It's a pity for Wang Yaozhuo. After all, love is unrequited. Otherwise, it would be nice for this woman to enter the palace as a sister. At least Gu Meisheng is willing to sing about the miserable experiences of these poor people and have something to say to His Majesty.

Gu Meisheng was not married, nor did she have a lover. Besides, the emperor knew the woman's name, so the Duke of Wei did not force him. It would only be an extra pair of chopsticks for eating.

The reason why Gu Meisheng refused to marry was very simple. She didn't want to cause trouble for Duke Wei, her savior. It would be a huge trouble for her to marry anyone.

In the 13th year of the Zhengtong reign, Qi Shao, the assistant minister of the Ministry of Justice, asked Xu Qi, the assistant minister of the Ministry of War, and Zhao Hui, the son-in-law of the emperor, to act as matchmakers so that he could marry Shi Xuan's daughter, which led to his own death.

Because the daughter of Shi Xuan had been favored by Emperor Zhengtong, and later the Empress Dowager said that there were too many beauties to be selected at one time, Shi Xuan's daughter received some money and returned the money.

The next year, Zhu Qizhen remembered this woman again and wanted to recruit her into the palace, but she was already married. Later, Qi Shao was convicted and executed.

Gu Meisheng was proficient in poetry, books, rituals and music. It would have been fine if the emperor didn't know her name, but since the emperor knew it, Gu Meisheng had no intention of getting married.

"My husband, please take her into the palace?" Wang Yaozhuo thought for a moment and said, "She is just a concubine anyway."

Wang Yaozhuo had been arranging for Concubine Ran Shu and Concubine Ran Huiniang to sleep with him, but His Majesty ignored them. Wang Yaozhuo and Concubine Zhou De were both pregnant, so His Majesty had no one to wait on them. Moreover, the Duke of Wei's mansion had shown its attitude through actions in this selection of tributes. We should observe what they say and what they do, and not just listen to what they say, but what they do. The entry of Gu Meisheng into the palace was also a reassurance to the Duke of Wei's family.

As the queen, Wang Yaozhuo considered things very comprehensively.

"Okay, let Madam Ran come to the palace tonight." Zhu Yijun not only allowed Gu Meisheng to enter the palace, but also allowed Madam Ran to sleep with him.

Wang Yaozhuo and Zhu Yijun have known each other for seventeen years and have been childhood sweethearts. The reason why the emperor was unwilling before was not because he was angry, but because he was suspicious. He suspected that Madam Ran was related to the Southern Yamen tribute selection case, even if the possibility was very small.

The emperor was extremely suspicious and there were only a few people he could trust.

The tribute selection case has been investigated very clearly. Ran Huiniang just had some thoughts that she shouldn't have had, and it is normal for her to have such thoughts. However, she should never have shown her dissatisfaction on her face during the tribute selection period.

Zhu Yijun came to Guilan Tower today, not for romance, but for a gathering and talk. Because the tribute selection case was declared over and the emperor was going to continue his southern tour, the gathering in the Southern Courtyard, which had been suspended for a long time, finally began again.

The topic of this gathering was the Ma Sanqiang case.

This case is still very controversial. The main character who told the story was Lin Fucheng, a fifth-rank doctor of the Institute of Inquiry. The person who sang the opposite tune of Lin Fucheng was Gao Panlong. He had an argument with Lin Fucheng during the emperor's last southern tour, and he lost the argument.

This time he came to challenge Lin Fucheng again.

"No, Lin Fucheng is late again?!" Zhu Yijun looked at the time. The gathering had not started yet. Zhu Yijun saw Gao Panlong but not Lin Fucheng, so he knew that this guy had his old habit again.

I knew that the emperor would come to visit me when he had nothing to do, but I was late again!

"I'm sorry, everyone. I met a good friend on the road and said a few more words. Please forgive me." Lin Fucheng ran in hurriedly, sweating all over his forehead. There was a man following behind him. His name was Li Tingji, and he was a Jinshi in the 11th year of Wanli.

Li Tingji ranked first in the Shuntian Prefecture's provincial examination in the tenth year of Wanli's reign, and first in the metropolitan examination in the eleventh year of Wanli's reign. He was almost one of the top three candidates in the imperial examination, but unfortunately he did not get the top spot. He did not perform well in mathematics in the palace examination and ranked sixth in the second class. He was urgently transferred to the Southern Court by the emperor to replace Lin Qing and became the chief academic officer of Nanjing University of Science and Technology.

The Nanjing Imperial College has been abolished and rebuilt on its original site to become the Nanjing University of Science and Technology.

Li Tingji passed the examination and became a doctoral candidate in the Academy of Gewu, but he ultimately chose a career in officialdom. After entering the Academy, he was no longer interested in officialdom.

Lin Fucheng and Li Tingji met because of "Travels in Baoding Prefecture" and had known each other for several years. This time they met on the road and started talking, so Lin Fucheng became late.

Li Tingji saw the emperor leaning on the railing on the second floor. He was a little confused at first, but when he looked closely, he was shocked! He had seen the emperor several times, so he naturally knew His Majesty.

His Majesty is easy to recognize. He has a muscular body and looks particularly majestic even when sitting there. But he also has a bookish air and it is obvious that he is a scholar.

"That's Mr. Huang." Lin Fucheng said with a smile, "The boss of our Guangde Bookstore."

There are two big owners of the miscellaneous magazine Xiaoyao Yiwen, one is Mr. Huang and the other is Mr. Wang. Lin Fucheng bowed to the emperor as a greeting.

Your Majesty does not care much about empty rituals. Some people shout "Long live the emperor" three times, but they are rebellious at heart, while some people are truly loyal to the emperor.

"Gao Panlong, I heard that you failed the exam again?" When Lin Fucheng took one look at his opponent, he poked Gao Panlong in the heart.

Gao Panlong went to Beiya to take part in the imperial examination this year, and as expected, he failed again.

This was not something the emperor did intentionally to cross out Gao Panlong's name. It was because the emperor himself set the questions for the imperial examination in the 17th year of Wanli, and Gao Panlong answered them in a mess, and ultimately failed.

"You." Gao Panlong hated people talking about his failure in the exam the most, but Lin Fucheng said this as soon as they met. When scholars quarreled, although they didn't curse, every word they said was aimed at killing people.

"This scholar is cursing dirty words." Zhu Yijun laughed when he saw the scholar pulling his hair. It was one of his few pleasures.

"I will naturally concentrate on my studies, and I will definitely pass the exam next time, so Master Lin won't have to worry about me. But I heard that Master Lin took three concubines in Southeast Asia, and two of them were kidnapped by pirates?" Gao Panlong thought quickly and didn't argue too much, but cursed back.

"It's just a rumor. When I went to Southeast Asia, I was only accompanied by my maid. Not everyone is like a beast, doing those vile things wherever they go. I heard about Mr. Gao's romantic affairs in Southeast Asia. Did he marry a ninth wife last month?" Lin Fucheng was not angry, but retorted.

Gao Panlong comes from a powerful and wealthy family. He can afford to marry not only the ninth wife, but even the ninetieth wife.

"Nonsense, those are, those are family!" Gao Panlong blushed. What Lin Fucheng said were all facts, and what Gao Panlong said were all rumors.

Lin Fucheng pointed at Gao Panlong and laughed at Li Tingji, "Hahaha! Family, we haven't seen each other for four years, but your ability to tell lies with open eyes has not changed."

This sentence made all the scholars present burst into laughter. Gao Panlong's face turned red. He couldn't win the argument when they gathered together to reason, and now he couldn't even win by scolding in the street.

"Stop talking nonsense!" Gao Panlong said, shaking his sleeves: "Today we are going to talk about the Ma Sanqiang case."

Lin Fucheng immediately replied: "I support the court's decision. I have read all the miscellaneous reports. You misinterpreted the words of Confucius and Mencius. The two saints have been dead for thousands of years, but you still don't want to let Confucius and Mencius go? Did Confucius and Mencius teach you to ignore the people in distress?"

Lin Fucheng was like a man who had taken gunpowder today. As soon as he stepped onto the stage, he was extremely aggressive, because this Gao Panlong blamed the poor coolies for the high cost of the Ma Sanqiang case on their inherent moral corruption. He was a villain.

Moreover, he is an absolute liberal, the kind of person who clamors for opioid freedom.

If Gao Panlong's proposition is really followed, the word "freedom" will soon emit a foul stench and be abandoned by most people.

So Lin Fucheng's words became more and more impolite.

Gao Panlong stood up, holding his hands and said, "These poor coolies, who don't read, don't understand reason. When they encounter something, they just know how to get up and kill people. Am I wrong in one thing?"

"Your Majesty is a saintly person. You have promoted the Dinghai school system and performed unprecedented educational work. Human nature is good, but there are too many filths in this world that have erased this goodness."

"In this case, Ma Sanqiang will wait for some time, and the Shanghai County Government and Songjiang Prefecture Government will naturally give him justice, instead of being convicted now and going to Southeast Asia, unable to return to the hinterland."

"Your Majesty is in the Southern Courtyard. The Ma Sanqiang massacre happened. How could Your Majesty tolerate the Liu family? Not to mention that Chen Dazhuang of the Kong Mansion in Yanzhou got justice, 622 families were hung outside Chaoyang Gate, and Your Majesty has not forgiven a single family."

Zhu Yijun's brows were twisted into knots. This Gao Panlong finally embarked on a wrong path. Under the banner of loyalty to the emperor, serving the country, and exercising power and wealth, he carried out moral kidnapping under the feudal monarchy.

"This man is too arrogant and has no heart to be disrespectful." Even Wang Yaozhuo, who had lived in the deep palace for a long time, reacted immediately after hearing these words. His Majesty's virtues were all mentioned in his words, and he should be careful.

Some people are like this. They always talk about the Hadith of His Majesty, but never take it to heart. They say one thing, think another, and do another. They live in a shell, layer upon layer.

This type of people are the most typical ones who pretend to be loyal. Wang Yaozhuo was in charge of the six palaces and had also seen such eunuchs and palace maids.

"Nonsense. The warning in "Book of Rites: Tan Gong" is: A harsh government is more ferocious than a tiger! You have long forgotten it. All you know is to shift the blame to those below you and use classics to cover up official affairs. Let me ask you, what did Liu Youjia do in the Ma Sanqiang case?" Lin Fucheng looked at Gao Panlong with increasing disgust.

Last time, Gao Panlong said that he would use the treasury to help the country. Now he is pretending to be loyal?

late!

"Liu Youjia is Liu Youjia. He is stupid. He insisted on risking his life for a problem that could be solved with a little bit of silver. He deserves it." Gao Panlong immediately made a righteous cut and drew a clear line. Wealth fosters virtue, and not all meat-eaters are morally corrupt.

Lin Fucheng continued with a chill on his face, "What about Cao Ge Suoqi in the ninth year of Wanli? What about the tenants in Ningdu, Ruijin and Ninghua counties who broke through the prefecture and county the year before last?"

"The 'Petition to Establish Work Injury Compensation Regulations to Ensure People's Livelihood' was passed and implemented. Songjiang Prefecture found 324 similar cases. Was it really just Liu Youjia's personal actions?"

"In other words, was the Ma Sanqiang case inevitable or an accidental case? Was it the resentment and hatred of the poor and coolies that piled up like a mountain, which eventually led to the outbreak of such a vicious case, or was it that Ma Sanqiang was ignorant of education and morality and took a risk?"

Lin Fucheng discovered that Gao Panlong was very eloquent and his views were logically rigorous. It would not be easy to win today's discussion.

Gao Panlong alienated class contradictions into labor-capital contradictions.

"Of course it was accidental." After Gao Panlong answered, he was silent for a long time, then took a deep breath and said, "The evil in this world is innumerable, and similar unjust cases are endless. Since ancient times, when have the poor and the coolies ever received justice?"

"If this isn't a coincidence, then what is? The Ming dynasty has existed for 200 years, and how many such things have happened?"

"Master Lin, it is not possible to clear up the world and settle the injustices in the world with just two gentlemen like Yao Guangqi and Wang Qian. Not to mention one, even if there are ten, eight, a hundred, or a thousand of them, they will never be able to turn this muddy world into a clear one!"

"This is how the world is. It was like this yesterday, it is like this today, and it will be like this tomorrow."

Zhu Yijun looked at Gao Panlong with some sympathy, and said to Wang Yaozhuo with a smile: "Girl, look at him, he is actually very sure that the Ming Dynasty can last for thousands of years, and his confidence is greater than mine. He thinks that order can protect him and his family from oppressing the poor and the coolies forever."

"I don't even know when the Ming Dynasty will fall, but he thinks the world will continue like this."

"But he was right in saying that being less educated is not good. If he had only talked about contradictions and read class theory, he wouldn't have thought so."

Zhu Yijun thought of a person, Xu Xiake, the scholar-official who had spent his whole life traveling and enjoying the scenery. Four years after his death, all 26 members of his family were killed by poor laborers, and the slave rebellion in Jiangnan was in full swing.

Do you really think that the Ming Dynasty can last forever and never perish?
"My husband, if you believe the words of these villains, wouldn't that be exactly what they want?" Wang Yaozhuo didn't want His Majesty to suddenly lose his ambition and focus his energy on the harem.

Her husband is a virtuous man, a great man, and the ruler of the country.

Zhu Yijun shook his head and said, "I have heard these words of his many times."

“Those lofty ideals, those firm wills, those noble personalities will eventually be stolen, erased, and replaced by despicable people; in the face of the evil nature of human beings, anything noble seems so insignificant, like a firefly in the long night, confusing and confusing.”

"If I can't even figure this out, what's the point of being an emperor?"

The meaning of struggle is to leave a torch, no matter how weak it is, in the long river of history.

Lin Fucheng also had a look of sympathy on his face. He had traveled all over the country for so many years and met so many people. He had met many people like Gao Panlong. Lin Fucheng knew why he thought this way. Mao Dun said that he had never read a single word of class theory.

"I understand, you are waiting for Huang Chao, right?" Lin Fucheng's eyes turned and he replied with an idea.

"You! You are so disgraceful! So disgraceful!" Gao Panlong broke down his defense immediately, pointed at Lin Fucheng and waved his sleeves three times, his face turning red like liver.

(End of this chapter)