Chapter 892 The wind direction reverses
How does one gain experience?
Everyone’s way is different, but there is one thing in common, that is meeting people!
Why should the innkeepers and drivers be killed even if they are innocent?
There are countless people like this every day. Each person has different habits of speech and behavior, and different expressions. The inner world beneath the expression will inadvertently reveal itself...
Just like the oil seller, he only becomes skilled with his skills!
Having met all kinds of people, and witnessed many joys, sorrows, anger, and happiness, as well as the sufferings of birth, old age, sickness, and death, they can roughly tell your true colors with just one glance. Then, they will treat you as they like, or even take the opportunity to dig a hole and bury you.
Most of Yang Zhaodi's customers are women. On weekdays, women are busy serving their parents-in-law and taking care of the whole family at home. Shopping for groceries is a rare leisure time for them.
Once they enter the vegetable market, they will talk to familiar people for a long time. It’s not that they like to talk, but they are bored at home.
But how could a woman with little experience have so many topics to talk about? In the end, it would inevitably turn into gossip.
Two women who knew each other met at the vegetable market, and the topic quickly turned to the latest gossip.
"It is said that the Earl of Guangning turned out to be a wicked man."
"What evil man?"
"They said they were trafficking women and children."
"kidnapper?"
"Yes, it's the kidnapper."
"That...that's my uncle! How could he be a kidnapper?"
"Master? It is said that the Guangning Marquis' Mansion has been passed down for several generations, and each generation is less promising than the last. It looks rich and magnificent on the outside, but it is empty on the inside. In order to make money, those people dare not do anything!"
"It's actually a kidnapper? Oh my God! That...that long Wilbur..."
"Chang Wei Bo knew about Guang Ning Bo's evil deeds, and he was so angry that he cut off his foot with a knife."
Two women were whispering not far away. Yang Zhaodi just took a look and saw that the woman spreading gossip was looking around while talking, so she quickly lowered her eyes.
This person did it on purpose!
Yang Zhaodi saw many women every day and could tell this person's background at a glance.
It was obvious from the arm carrying the bamboo basket that he didn't do grocery shopping often... He was not used to carrying a bamboo basket, so the basket kept sliding down, and only when it slid to his wrist did he suddenly raise his hand.
false!
The old man at the next stall said meaningfully: "The capital is becoming more and more lively."
Yang Zhaodi said: "Whether it is lively or not has nothing to do with us."
"Xu is in Xin'an Lane, isn't it? Today, people everywhere are saying bad things about that Earl, saying that he... stole the authority of His Majesty and almost killed the Earl of Guangning in the street. But now the wind direction has changed. It's lively, lively!"
Yang Zhaodi thought of what Xu Wei said the day before: Please keep an eye on them for me recently and see what those women like to say.
Thinking of today's reversal of public opinion, Yang Zhaodi wondered, could it be that the fight has started again?
In Xu Wei's words, Confucianism was unforgivable. Yang Zhaodi once couldn't help but ask him: You are a scholar too.
Xu Wei’s answer was very annoying: I spent money on studying.
I spent money to study, this is a business transaction, that is to say, I spent money to buy knowledge from Confucianism, and both parties have paid for the goods and owe each other nothing.
Yang Zhaodi was stunned by these words and felt that this guy was extremely unorthodox.
"Here you are." said the old man with a smile.
Xu Wei came in a hurry. Yang Zhaodi asked uncomfortably, "Why are you here?"
Xu Wei came here yesterday and brought food to Yang Zhaodi... You visit the set too often!
Xu Wei whispered, "Something happened."
Yang Zhaodi asked: "But what about those rumors outside?"
Xu Wei nodded, "This is the most convenient place to pass messages. I'll take a look. By the way, is there anything to eat?"
"You didn't eat?"
"I ate it, but I don't think it's as delicious as yours."
"I brought food from home..."
"Give me."
For women, after working hard to cook a meal, they hope to get affirmation in return.
The best reward is...
Xu Wei was squatting beside the meat stall, holding a large bowl, eating voraciously. Women passing by could not help but look at him sideways. One person exclaimed, "This man looks so gentle, but how can he eat like a reincarnated hungry ghost?"
According to Yang Zhaodi's personality, she would definitely defend Xu Wei. When the woman looked at her, Yang Zhaodi smiled, "Yes! It really looks like him."
"It smells so good!" Xu Wei praised, unable to extricate himself from the big bowl, but his ears were perked up, listening to the sounds around him.
"...No way! Didn't the Earl of Guangning do a lot of good things?"
"What good things has he done?"
"Every winter, we provide free porridge and medicine."
"That was a bet. Last year, he made a bet with someone else to see whose porridge stall had the most visitors. He bet fifty thousand dollars."
"you……"
"Where did he get all that money? It's all earned by being a kidnapper. Many women and children go missing around the capital every year. It's all caused by beasts like this."
"Do you have any evidence?"
"Don't you know that the Imperial Guards raided the Guangning Marquis's mansion? They read out the evidence of crime loudly in the street... In addition to trafficking women and children, the Guangning Marquis's mansion also runs a brothel. Do you know where those women in the brothel came from?"
"This beast deserves death!"
"Chang Wei Bo is a man who hates evil as much as he hates evil. After learning about this, he couldn't help but go to find Guang Ning Bo. The two of them argued, and Chang Wei Bo was furious and drew his sword on the spot..."
"Even if it's against the law, he shouldn't be the one killing people, right?"
"Killing people? Lord Changwei has fought on the battlefield and never lost. If he wanted to kill Lord Guangning, how could he fail?"
"Yes, Chang Wei Bo is known as the God of Death. It is said that his sword skills are inherited from the Mohist school. Once he wields his sword, he is so powerful that he can call the wind and rain without any light in the sky..."
"When the Earl of Changwei cut off the Earl of Guangning's foot, the powerful officials could not help themselves and filed impeachment petitions. Do you know why?"
"Why?"
"Those powerful people have done too many bad things. I'm worried that Long Wilbur will continue to cause trouble for them."
"What is this called... the death of a rabbit makes the fox mourn!"
"I was wondering why so many people were saying bad things about Long Wilbur today. So that's it!"
"Those are the people of the rich and powerful, who are specifically spreading rumors to discredit Long Wilbur."
"Damn it, it's not a good bird." "Well... I cursed Long Wilbur before!"
"I cursed, too."
"Damn it, it turns out we have all been fooled by those powerful people."
A group of women gathered together and the atmosphere became increasingly heated.
In their view, it was not their fault that they stood on the wrong side earlier, but that they were deceived.
This is the fault of the powerful.
So a group of women began to denounce the powerful people in the capital.
Xu Wei finished eating, handed the bowl to Yang Zhaodi, and coughed dryly, "There are still those scholars who are stabbing us in the back!"
After saying that, Old Xu squatted behind the meat stall.
The group of women were startled.
"Yes! I passed by the restaurant earlier and saw a few scholars outside fanning themselves with fans and writing poems. Someone was loudly saying bad things about Long Wilbur."
"They are all in the same gang."
"The bottom line is, they have a lot of land at home, and if they don't pay taxes, the people will have to pay more taxes."
Yang Zhaodi helplessly watched Xu Wei leaning against the meat stall, burping, and fanning the flames in a comfortable manner.
"Yes! This matter... Isn't what Long Wilbur has been doing recently to make those people pay taxes? This... This is premeditated."
"Those people want to use the matter of Earl Guangning to force Earl Changwei to let them go."
"Tsk tsk! You are so shameless indeed!"
"So that's how it is. I said that Chang Wei Bo had beheaded Altan's envoy in the street and no one said anything. But how come he was criticized for injuring a beast? It turns out that he was killing someone with a borrowed knife^"
"If this isn't borrowing a knife to kill someone, then what is this... the real purpose is not the wine."
"I'm better than Wilbur in this matter!"
"I support it!"
"I support it!"
“I support it too!”
The term "ding" is not a concept exclusive to later generations, it has existed in the Ming Dynasty.
For a moment, the market was in turmoil. Even the old man at the next stall couldn't help but come over and ask Xu Wei, "Mr. Xu..."
"Don't call me Young Master." Xu Wei was white and plump, and not young. Although he enjoyed it, he felt that the title of Young Master sounded like an old cucumber being painted over, pretending to be young.
Moreover, most of the young masters in novels are not good people, and as a result, the term "young master" in folk culture also has a somewhat unfriendly connotation.
"Um, Xiao Xu."
After the old man knew that Xu Wei was working in Xin'an Lane, he would ask about the gossip in the Bo Mansion from time to time. Xu Wei would just answer casually, and the old man was itchy. Every time after Xu Wei left, he would complain to Yang Zhaodi, saying that this person's words really deserved a beating.
"Old Xu is fine too."
I call you Lao Xu, so what do you call yourself?
The old man just likes to act young, and when Xu Wei made a comment about it, he wanted to give him a beating.
But isn't gossip more important? The old man asked, "I heard that Chang Wei Bo is now on equal footing with Yan Song?"
"Almost the same." Xu Wei answered perfunctorily while listening to the discussions outside.
"Then... is he the Prime Minister?"
"almost."
Seeing that he was perfunctory, the old man got angry and said sarcastically, "They say that Chang Wei Bo's new policy will be like that Di Qing, who was forced to death by those people."
"Do you still know Di Qing?" Xu Wei glanced at the old man.
"What? What if you know?" The old man got angry.
"Di Qing is a military commander, but what is Chang Wei Bo? He is a famous general, and also a great scholar of the Mohist school. His knowledge can make the scholars feel ashamed. Who can force him to death?"
"These days, there's been talk outside that the cat in the Bo's mansion has green eyes at night... Isn't this the same as the storyteller's description of Di Qing's dog growing horns?"
The common people are not lacking in wisdom, they are just poorly informed.
Xu Wei smiled and said, "Di Qing has no way to defend himself, but what did Chang Wei Bo do?"
The old man muttered, "I didn't see him do anything!"
"One knife!"
Xu Wei said calmly.
"Isn't that hatred of evil?"
"It's hatred of evil, but also a deterrent." Xu Wei thought of what everyone had done today to persuade Jiang Qingzhi, and couldn't help but smile: "Once Chang Wei Bo gets rid of his inner demons, those people... I'm afraid they will be in trouble."
"Inner demon? Tell me about it." The old man became more and more curious.
But Xu Wei just didn't say anything. After a while, the old man left in a huff. After he left, Yang Zhaodi said, "Why did you tease him?"
Xu Wei said: "Who told him to always say bad things about me?"
"He just said it casually."
The old man likes to talk bad, just like Xu Wei.
Xu Wei curled his lips. At this moment, he heard a woman shouting, "Chang Wei Bo is the master of our group. If anyone dares to say something bad about him, I will tear her mouth apart today!"
"I support it!"
"Count me in!"
"Today I want to see who dares to confuse right and wrong!"
The two women who spoke ill of Jiang Qingzhi persisted for a while, but were beaten up by the group of women and fled in embarrassment.
"It's a big deal!"
Xu Wei stood up with a smile and said to Yang Zhaodi: "I will marry you later!"
Yang Zhaodi lowered her head. "I will persuade my parents... At worst, I can think of a way to go home to see them every now and then... Where are you?"
Xu Wei had already run away.
The old man laughed and said, "This man is a monkey, Zhaodi, and you are the only one who can control him."
(End of this chapter)
