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Chapter 538: The Brutal Bully Xia Daosheng

Xia Daosheng was rampant in other people's territory. On the first day of his appointment, he made Li Yuan dizzy. The master craftsmen here collectively quit, and the Minister of Works there knelt in front of him, crying and wanting to resign.

Li Yuan sat there and felt the pulse in his temple beating endlessly. He now understood why he had detained Xia Daosheng here for such a long time, but there was no movement from Jinling, as if he was dead, and there was not even any accountability.

Oh, so the plague god is also coming over there, right?
When Yu Shangshu of the Ministry of Works was kneeling down and listening to the cuckoo's blood cry, Li Yuan turned his head and kept glancing at Du Ruhui beside him. At this moment, Du Ruhui was watching his nose with his eyes and his heart with his nose, his mind as calm as water.

"Speak..." Li Yuan pushed Du Ruhui with his hand, which finally woke up this clay Buddha.

"Ah... this. Lord Yu, please don't bother with that immature kid. I'm sure you've heard of him. He's a lawless person. This... this, this, Your Majesty will make the decision."

Li Yuan turned around and glared at Du Ruhui who had kicked the ball back, then chuckled and said, "My dear Yu, don't cry. Go down and rest for a few days, and I will go and have a good talk with that lunatic. Let him understand that the Tang Dynasty is not like his Tian Wei, and he must not bring the dregs of Tian Wei here."

After much persuasion, Li Yuan finally coaxed Minister Yu back. He bent down, took off his shoes, and chased Du Ruhui around the room.

"Your Majesty, don't blame me. That guy was so domineering that he almost chopped me to pieces..."

"It's not your fault! It's not your fault? You were right there, how could you let him cause such a big fuss?"

"I just wanted to see how that guy would fiddle with these ugly and hard craftsmen, but who knew he would just kill them right away... Your Majesty!"

Li Yuan's shoe flew out and hit Du Ruhui on the back of the head. He let out a cry and stood there motionless.

"Bring me my boots!"

Du Ruhui handed the boots back to Li Yuan with a look of humiliation. Li Yuan sat down on the steps and sighed, "I always thought that Er Feng would do such a thing, but I didn't expect there would be such a powerful general."

"Your Majesty didn't say this the last time he came to Chang'an. You said he could poke a hole in the sky if he wasn't careful."

"I didn't know he was going to stab me." Li Yuan felt very aggrieved at this moment: "It's only the first day. I didn't know how much Jingtai loved this guy. He couldn't bear to kill him."

Du Ruhui shut up again. He didn't dare to make any rash suggestions at this time. Li Yuan, this old man, liked to sell people out. If he came up with an idea like "Let's just go all the way and get rid of him", Xia Daosheng would definitely go to his place and tear off his roof the next day.

Li Yuan, this guy...

"Tell me, what should we do now? Tell me the truth, I don't blame you."

Du Ruhui got Li Yuan's promise, and then he spoke: "Your Majesty, this boy is arbitrary and domineering. When he was in Jinling City, I heard that he didn't allow strangers to enter, and it was difficult for anyone to get close to him. So I think Your Majesty should not bother, anyway, the time limit is set, if he can't produce anything, there will naturally be ways to deal with him."

"He is Wei Chen."

"He is also the Marquis of Tang." Du Ruhui said in a deep voice: "He did not refuse your majesty's title of marquis, so he is eating the emperor's salary and sharing the emperor's worries. Since he can't share the worries, he should be punished, right?"

"Hmm...that makes sense!"

At this moment, the news that Xia Lin was conferred the title of Marquis of Tang was spreading widely in the court of the Great Wei Dynasty. Normally, everyone should have been criticizing him and would not stop until he had exposed his crimes to the utmost. However, this was not the case...

The Honglu Temple reported the matter to the court, and then everyone had an attitude of "I know, there's nothing else to say", even Emperor Jingtai looked like he wanted to "dismiss the court if there's nothing else to say".

After they left court, many people celebrated so much that all the private rooms in the six restaurants closest to the imperial palace were full. The owners all thought that the court had made a fortune. In fact, no one knew that all the officials, from top to bottom, were celebrating the fact that they had sent away the god of plague.

Now they all stared with their eyes wide open, and everyone had their own spy line hanging up. Although it is not good to have the intention to harm others, who doesn't love gossip? They just want to know how long Li Yuan can last, and also want to know what new tricks Xia Daosheng can come up with in Chang'an.

Of course, there were some tricks, such as trying to rape the Minister of Works in the street. This caused an uproar in Li Tang's morning court, and some people even said that it was an insult to the national dignity.

"Your Majesty, although I am not talented, I am sure Your Majesty will allow me to challenge that lunatic! I will definitely knock him off his horse."

The person who spoke was the 73-year-old Grand Tutor Xu Kuang, Xu Wenyuan. His face was flushed at the moment, and he held the golden sword bestowed by the emperor in his hand, ready to fight Xia Lin to the death.

The ministers below looked at him, not daring to laugh, but the scene was really too funny. Old Master Xu was trembling as he walked. The gilded sword weighed only three pounds, but he carried it as if he was carrying Mount Tai on his shoulders. He was going to challenge a young man in his twenties...

Doesn't that mean that God Wen of Wealth is going to challenge Lord Jianglong in a one-on-one duel?

Li Yuan turned his head away, took a few deep breaths to calm himself down, turned around and said in a deep voice: "Grandmaster, you are old, I'm afraid it's not appropriate."

“Your Majesty, don’t look at me as old as I am. I am still as vigorous as a dragon and a tiger. Cough cough cough…” Old Master Xu coughed for a while: “Definitely…Definitely cannot call that southern barbarian…cough cough cough…cough cough…”

"Grandmaster, he is from Luoyang, a fellow villager of yours. He is from Yanshi, Luozhou..." Someone whispered in his ear, "He is not a southern barbarian."

At this moment, Li Yuan was actually a little overwhelmed, and he hurriedly said, "Come here, help the old master down to the hall to rest, and take good care of him."

At this moment, someone from the group of generals who had been silent in the corner came out. He was muscular and dark-faced. He stepped forward and clasped his fists and said, "Your Majesty, I, Hou Junji, am willing to fight for the old Grand Tutor."

"That's enough!" Li Yuan waved his hand and said, "Don't make trouble. Have you really never heard of his name or are you pretending? I can't say anything with the old master here. He has gone to rest. I will make it clear that the Tang Dynasty is just established and there are many things to be done in various places. If any of you think that you can be better than Xia Daosheng in governing the country, please recommend yourself. I will definitely use you. Is there anyone who recommends himself?"

The audience fell silent. Xia Lin was indeed arrogant, but he was also very strong. Although they didn't know what method His Majesty had used to keep him here to do things, they knew that some people were dissatisfied, but no one dared to challenge Xia Lin to a duel...

"I know he is arrogant, so my dear ministers, please do not provoke him. I want to see how capable he is and whether he can rebuild Xianyang for me within 18 months!"

The phrase "Recast Xianyang" made the whole court full of civil and military officials full of momentum. What is Xianyang? It was the place where the First Emperor conquered the world and the real dragon's rise in the northwest. Emperor Wude recast Xianyang with the intention of unifying the world!
Out of this consideration, they tolerated Xia Daosheng for the time being!
However, Xia Daosheng's reputation was not very good at this time. He had become a mad dog bully, and everyone avoided him. He could stop children from crying at night. The words "If you don't sleep, Xia Daosheng will come and catch you and eat you alive" could make the children in Chang'an City afraid to sleep.

A wave of rumors soon spread, and there was even a nursery rhyme about Xia Daosheng, with various versions. The most sinister one was this one - The skeletons of children were piled up into a tower, and crows were using their fingers to tell fortunes. If you could hear the laughter oozing from the rotten soil, it would be because Xia Lin was chewing the wax in the coffin.

"Fuck you. Don't be anxious, don't be anxious." Xia Lin was passing by on the street and heard children reciting these horrible nursery rhymes and hopping on the squares. He felt so angry.

"Isn't this great? I think these ballads are written with great talent."

Xiao Douya was also laughing so hard that he fell backwards. Recently, there were more and more ballads about Xia Lin. They had evolved from shit and fart to evil ways, and they were widely circulated. If nothing unexpected happened, these evil things would be everywhere in a few months. After all, merchants were the most powerful bards in the world, and the children of merchants were bards of their age. They could carry these catchy ballads everywhere they went.

"Someone is messing with me, you know."

"It would be strange if we didn't do it. Who told you to be so arrogant? How can others be happy if you take the new city all by yourself? Do you know how much money there is to be made from building a city? You messed it all up. Don't talk about them. I am jealous too."

"If you keep pushing the carriage, you'll have good luck."

Xiao Douya immediately shut up. It was broad daylight, and he felt a little embarrassed.

"It seems that we are about to start a war of public opinion in the northwest. I have to say that the noble families in the north are indeed more powerful than those in the south. The southerners are only interested in making money, while the northerners not only want money but also face. The old-fashioned ones are the old-fashioned ones. Dugu Haozi, you should start working on the Chang'an Daily in the next few days."

"Dugu Haozi!" Xiao Douya hit Xia Lin in the chest with his elbow, and then followed up with a few punches: "Du! Gu! Hao! Zi! Why are you so happy to give me a nickname!"

Xia Lin smacked his lips and said, "I think Dugu Haozi sounds pretty good."

"Don't yell!" Xiao Douya twisted his arm and said viciously, "I gave birth to my daughter for you, and you still bully me!"

At this moment, Xia Lin found her angry look like an angry hamster, which made him laugh even more...

However, no matter how much fun they had, Dugu Haozi was really efficient. The Chang'an Daily was really put on the agenda for the next day. The Dugu family was good at manipulating public opinion, and they were also the main investor in the Jinling Times, so it was easy for them to run the Chang'an Daily.

As for public opinion, if you don't occupy it, the enemy will occupy it. Now it's just nursery rhymes, but in a few days it will be voodoo. In the end, who knows, the people from somewhere may be mobilized to attack Xia Lin, so the first thing to deal with now is the battlefield of public opinion.

But Xia Lin didn't expect that this group of Northerners were so cruel... In less than seven days, they caused such a big trouble for him.

(End of this chapter)