my days with tyrants

Chapter 140 I'm sick, I'm mentally ill

In the next few days, Ambassador Yang and the little princess got into their secret base.

It is the camp for righteous women.

The little princess thought that the righteous women were all crowded in the embassy, ​​making it very chaotic.

In fact, the main reason is that there are too many goblins.

After all, there are still a few [-]th-five-year-olds among these adopted daughters, and they are not to mention enchanting, at least they can be regarded as very attractive. With so many crowded in the embassy, ​​who knows when someone with ideals and ambitions will come out and touch them quietly in the middle of the night. Yang Feng's bed.

Sitting still?

Pooh!
This time I came back with another green slave, which is also very enchanting.

So many goblins to guard against!

So she simply moved all these goblins out.

It is to enclose a piece of land in a small depression next to Mount Wutai, and then build rows of dormitories, and put all the goblins in it, making it really like a pansi cave, where you go to school on weekdays, and go out to play every five days on vacation. Well, there was a vacation system in ancient times. Officials took a bath once every five days, and they followed this standard.Although this piece of land is beyond the scope of the embassy area, Zhu Yuanzhang had already said before that they should be well-raised, so he granted it. After Yang Feng came back, he had shocked the capital. How dare the local officials discuss such trivial matters with him? In short, even if this place is occupied by the concession.

It's like the concessions that I expanded privately in the Qing Dynasty.

But it is very popular with the people.

Because the local officials dare not control it, there is no restriction there, and the common people come in and out at will, so a small market has begun to form.

Originally it was only for sale to workers and embassies on Mount Wutai, but now more and more people trade there. At this rate of development, a real market will soon be formed, and even some of the products produced on Mount Wutai are sold there.

Don't pay taxes!

As for Yang Feng's comic strips...

It's just woodblock printing, which has no technical content.

Arguably the oldest technology.

At most, it can't meet the standards of comic strips of later generations.

That one was originally supposed to be lithographed.

It is lithography, which is made by chemical etching, so the cost is low, but the technical content is slightly higher, and nitric acid is needed. Although Yang Feng has produced nitric acid, it is only limited to the nature of the laboratory, so for the time being, it is still only woodblock.

Rigid trouble at best.

But fortunately, he doesn't need to care about the cost.

Five days later.

"Hahahaha!"

The little princess sat in her carriage and smiled happily.

She held a book the size of an elementary school textbook in her hand.

The title of the book is simple.

Fu Lu Banquet.

"Are you still happy?"

Yang Feng said speechlessly.

"It's just a story you made up, and it's not true. Why don't I look happy!"

said the little princess.

Then she continued to look through.

The content of the story is, of course, that at the end of a certain dynasty, the descendants of the feudal princes and grandchildren, a Fuwang family with thousands of clans, fed the common people with hunger and cold, and they also bullied men and women in the fiefdoms, robbed them by force, and even annexed millions of acres of land. In the end, the common people rose up under the leadership of a man named King Chuang.

Then attack the city of the vassal king, and because the officers and soldiers are all military households, they can no longer bear being squeezed by the generals, so they join Chuang Wang one after another.

Slogans were shouted.

Chuang Wang came and didn't pay the food!
In the end, the officials who couldn't defeat King Chuang brazenly dug up the Yellow River and flooded King Chuang.

It turned out to be wrong.

The water of the Yellow River did not rush into the king's barracks, but directly rushed to the city of the vassal king.

The surging Yellow River broke down the city wall in an instant.

What she was smiling at was that Fu Wang was floating in the water of the Yellow River like a fat pig, and the rebel soldiers next to him dragged him to the side of the boat with a hook.

Although the story is only a few dozen pages of picture books, each page has only a few words as simple as possible, but the content includes many defects of the current system one by one, including the vassal system, hereditary military households, land annexation, etc. up

Still very exciting.

Especially Fu Wang's fat pig-like image.

There is also the greed of sacrificing one's life for money.

For example, when asking him for money to pay the army, he took out the throne bestowed by the Taizu.

Even the ferocious faces of the civil servants when they ordered the Yellow River to be dug are all portrayed in detail.

Neither can be said to be an entertainment product.

simply……

Sinister intentions!

Although it is about a certain dynasty, the vassal king is also the King of Fortune that Ming Dynasty did not have, but as long as you are not stupid, you will understand.

At this moment the carriage stopped suddenly.

Zhang Ying opened the curtain, then pointed to the side.

Yang Feng hurriedly looked over.

The little princess also poked her head out, lay on his back and looked there together. Two seven or eight-year-old goblins were sitting in a hidden corner with a little boy of the same age sandwiched between them.These little goblins are now like bullies in Nanjing city, and they also have minions outside. Many common people's children hang out with them, and this is obviously one of them. The latter is holding the same Fulu banquet in his hand. Heads together, like three secretly playing with mobile phones.

"Sure enough, they are very clever!"

Yang Feng sighed with emotion.

At this time, a Confucian scholar walked over and looked down curiously, and then his expression changed. He immediately snatched the Fu Lu Ban from the little boy's hand, flipped through it a few times, and questioned sharply.

The little boy was just trying to snatch it back.

But a goblin suddenly picked up a stone and threw it on the Confucian student's feet. He screamed in pain, and the little boy quickly snatched it away. The other goblin took the opportunity to push the Confucian student. Falling down, the three children ran away in a hurry.However, the Confucian scholar's shout also attracted several idlers, and they hurriedly helped him up, one of them should be Jiashou, the Confucian scholar pointed at the children who were running away and shouted, and Jiashou quickly asked someone to stop them.Then the three children were brought over, and their Fu Lu Banquet was also copied out, but those idlers didn't understand this thing, and they were very interested in flipping through it, and the Confucian scholar pointed to the content to explain it to let them understand.

Everyone suddenly realized.

But it's useless to suddenly realize that the two are the adopted daughters of Ambassador Yang, and they cannot be caught.

As for the little boy, he is not old enough.

Still can't catch.

The Confucian scholar took the Fu Lu Yan, led by Chief Jia, as if he had made a great contribution, walked towards the Jiangning county government in front, surrounded by more idlers along the way, and then condemned the content of the book while passing it on to each other. ...

Then continue to condemn.

"My father should be pissed off by this fool. By the time he reaches the county government office, hundreds of people will have seen him along the way."

The little princess laughed wildly.

Then she also made Yang Feng's heart flutter.

However, this little elf has been a little strange recently, and I don't know who has been bewitched by him. She always lures him in various ways. It may also be that she has reached her age, and it is the season for all things to sprout. After all, her younger sister is already married by this time.

She also has a younger sister.

Although neither is a mother, she does have two younger sisters.

Among them, Princess Ruyang was married last year.

Originally, they were together in history, but this time it was her younger sister.

As for the youngest Princess Baoqing, she was born before the full moon.

It is said that Lao Zhu can still produce children, and his body is also very strong. He is almost seventy. With the lessons of Zhou Dexing's son, there should not be any dares in the palace.

Yang Feng lay there feeling emotional, and then Zhang Ying interrupted his enjoyment again.

The latter is like a housekeeper.

Now she is staring at the little princess and Yang Feng to prevent them from causing trouble. After all, it is exaggerated for a princess to conceive before marriage. In short, her main duty is to ensure that Yang Feng and the little princess are limited to normal daily activities Male-female relationships, not rolling in bed.

After all, now is not the past.

In the past, when the little princess was twelve or thirteen years old, it was fine for them to mix together.

But it's sixteen now.

Gotta keep an eye out.

At this time, the Confucian scholar had already entered the Jiangning county government office surrounded by hundreds of people, and soon the government servants inside, led by the dark-faced county magistrate, drove away the onlookers with a stick. Walking out together, they got into a donkey cart and drove towards this side together...

"Huzhi County, where are you going?"

Yang Feng shouted.

The latter looked at him and smiled dryly.

Then the driver in front flicked his whip, and the donkey cart immediately accelerated forward.

"I don't understand any manners at all!"

Yang Feng said.

"Of course they rushed into the palace, handed this book to the Secretary of the General Administration, and then it was in front of my father.

When my father saw your painting of Fu Wang, he would definitely be furious. "

The little princess said with a smile.

Obviously, she is also looking forward to the fact that her father is half-dead from anger, probably because she has been under her father's pressure for too long since she was a child, just like when Yang Feng and her were in the palace back then, it was as if a mouse sees a cat.But now that she can finally stand up and her rebellious power explodes, she is more excited than Yang Feng when she thinks that she can drive her father to death.

"What kind of daughter is this?"

Yang Feng sighed with emotion.

"Why, didn't you teach me badly? I was originally a lady who played piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and you taught me badly."

said the little princess.

Zhang Ying looked at the two shameless people speechlessly.

An hour later.

"What do you want to do?"

Zhang Xianzong looked at Yang Feng with a melancholy face, and then held the Fu Lu Yan in his hand.

Obviously Zhu Yuanzhang was really stimulated.

Otherwise, there is no such a fast reaction speed.

"It's just a storybook. I'm just having fun while I'm idle. Why, Daming even interferes with my personal entertainment. Do I still have some freedom? Can I still breathe freely? Do you insist that I can't breathe? Don't make us read the iron coupon again?"

Yang Feng said while drinking tea.

"Story books, these can be called demon books."

Zhang Xianzong sneered.

"Can this be considered a demon book? Doesn't His Majesty have a little confidence? I admit that this is an insinuation, and everyone knows that this is an insinuation, but I want to ask you to pay attention to it. I have freedom of speech. This is the emperor. It is engraved on the iron coupon. So even if I admit that I am insinuating, everyone knows that I am insinuating, but you can’t stop it, because I have this freedom, and you have no right to interfere with what I want to say or write.”

Yang Feng said.

"However, as an envoy, you should stick to your duty and not harm the despicable country or incite the people of the despicable country.

Chuang Wang came and didn't pay the food!
Do you still know that you are an envoy?
After 600 years, could it be that the emissary is endangering the country and inciting the people? "

Zhang Xianzong reprimanded him righteously and sternly.

"Uh, you are quite right. At that time, most of the country's envoys did this secretly. Of course, our Great Xia country's envoys would definitely not do this kind of thing. Our Great Xia country's envoys are very respectful. Bangguo, that's why my book talks about a certain dynasty instead of Ming Dynasty, and the vassal king is also King Fu.

The Ming Dynasty certainly did not have such a lucky king.

So, I just made up a story.

Your Majesty doesn't need to check in!

If he feels offended by something I wrote, then let him be offended!However, as he is getting older, he should try his best to restrain his emotions and learn how to cultivate himself. Another day I will teach him Tai Chi, which we retired old men liked at that time. "

Yang Feng said.

Zhang Xianzong looked at him deeply.

"When will you make trouble before you give up?"

he asked bluntly.

"It's hard to say, you have to know that I was blown up by a whole ship of gunpowder, and my whole body was blown up dozens of steps, so the explosion also affected my spirit a little. Trauma. It’s like insanity. We called insanity a mental illness back then. I was sick. I’m a mental illness now. So I’m trying to treat my mental illness. The way to treat it is to do what you like. Science, we treated mental illness at that time, that is, to comfort and care, so you'd better not disturb me, let me treat the disease quietly, otherwise it will be difficult to guarantee that I will do it if it really develops into insanity. something.

I'm sick.

Really.

I am mentally ill! "

Yang Feng looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle as if he was really mentally ill.

Later, Chun Ji seemed to really comfort him, rubbing his head there. This woman has now become his full-time maid. After all, it was given to him by the king of North Korea, and she can no longer be a righteous daughter.

Zhang Xianzong was speechless.

The bastard was clearly threatening them.

Either let him act recklessly, or make him angry and make a big one. After all, he was almost killed. Although it is hard to say why he was not killed, the explosive power of a ship of gunpowder did make Dai None of the nobles were spared.He came now full of hatred. He originally wanted to seek revenge from His Majesty the Emperor, but he chose to restrain himself for various reasons. It might be the little princess playing tricks, anyway, the outside world guessed so.But it was precisely because he chose to restrain himself that the pent-up old anger had nowhere to vent. Since he came back, he became more and more violent, killing people in front of Chengtian's gate and engaging in demon books.

In the final analysis, it is venting.

Vent his smoldering anger for not being able to kill the emperor.

and so……

What else can I do?
Let him vent!

It's nothing more than a few demon books. Jin Yiwei has launched a city-wide search, and those who have private possession of demon books will be punished according to their private possession of demon books.

Let him toss!
Anyway, how he likes to toss, as long as no one dares to follow outside, then he will be pulled down by himself after tossing for a long time, the key is not to let him develop into insanity...

crazy?
Killing the emperor should count, right?

Compared with this consequence, his tossing is nothing more than a trivial matter. At most, it will make His Majesty angry, but the anger can be suppressed. If he is not even given this channel to vent, he will be suffocated. If the gun goes straight to the palace, it will be really troublesome.

Make trouble!

If he makes trouble again, can he beat Jin Yiwei?

Isn't it the demon book, Jin Yiwei went out to see who would dare to touch this thing.

(End of this chapter)