My Red Mansion Career

Chapter 217

"Come back after choking?"

Someone below asked: "Master Ding, is it because we didn't pay tribute to that man that he got angry?"

"It's definitely possible."

"I think so. It's been three days since that man came, so let's forget it if we don't visit him. He offended him that night, so no wonder he got angry."

"That's right, I think we can try visiting again."

Everyone in the hall started talking about everything.

Looking at the chattering crowd below, Ding Shoudao's face immediately darkened.

This was not his original intention in calling everyone here.

"Snapped!"

Ding Shoudao slapped the table and made a crisp sound.

"That's enough, they are here to kill us.

Are you still thinking about visiting someone because your face didn’t hurt from the slap last time? "

Ding Shoudao felt so angry. He really didn't know what these idiots were thinking. Jia Yu was obviously the reinforcements brought by Lin Ruhai, and he still wanted to get on the pole to curry favor with others. Could it be that these people were just thinking shit? ?

After being scolded by Ding Shoudao, everyone stopped making noise, but many people still disagreed.

In the eyes of these people, everything in this world has a price, even high-ranking officials.

If you can't buy it, then the price you gave is not enough.

Ding Shoudao's gloomy voice rang out: "Master Lan has spoken. Since Jia refuses to drink the toast, let's give him a fine drink."

"Master Ding, just tell me, what do you need us to do?" someone shouted loudly below.

"It's very simple."

A hint of coldness appeared on Ding Shoudao's face, "Isn't the person named Jia a cow? Isn't he trying to cause trouble for us?

Let's give him a blow, and I want to see what he can do? "

"Pull the fire under the cauldron?"

Some smart people immediately thought of something, and their expressions suddenly changed.

"Master Ding, do you want us to..."

"Strike!"

A cold word came out of Ding Shoudao's mouth.

"Since Jia doesn't know how to commend himself, we shouldn't be polite to him.

Starting from tomorrow, all the large and small shops in our Yangzhou City will be closed. By then, the people in Yangzhou City will definitely be in commotion. I would like to see how the people named Jia will respond? "

"The market is on strike."

When they heard the word "strike", some of the merchants looked solemn, some were eager to give it a try, and some showed hesitation.

To put it simply, a strike is a means of coercing public opinion by businessmen collectively suspending business in order to fulfill certain demands or express protest.

In the 23rd year of Shenwu in the Great Xia Dynasty, Yang Qi, the Yunnan mining tax supervisor, tortured central Yunnan. The people hated him so much that he led the burnt tax factory and killed the commissioners.

Yang Qi sent troops to suppress it and provoked a popular uprising. So the merchants went on strike, the citizens burned Rong's house, killed Rong and threw him into the fire, killing more than 200 of his members.

In the 27th year of Shenwu, Huguang tax supervisor Chen Qiuye went to Jingzhou to collect taxes. He harassed and robbed merchants along the way. "Thousands of merchants and people made noises, flying bricks and hitting rocks. The situation was unstoppable." Feng fled back.

Of course, the above are the opinions of Jiangnan scholars and merchants.

As for the truth, only the parties involved know.

Of course, the strike thing is a double-edged sword. It is easy to use it well, but if you use it poorly, you may hurt yourself.

Now, Ding Shoudao also wants to offer this magic weapon to show Jia Yu, who has just arrived.

Aren't you trying to shame me, not even the governor and the prefect, so please have a taste of the anger from the common people.

But everyone's reaction was somewhat unexpected to Ding Shoudao. Many people showed hesitation. Even if there were people who agreed, there were not many.

Seeing this, Ding Shoudao felt a surge of anger in his heart, thinking that Ding Shoudao had not only been the head of the eight major salt merchants in recent years, but also served as the president of the Yangzhou Chamber of Commerce.

On weekdays, I don’t dare to say anything in Yangzhou’s shopping malls, but I can still respond to everything. I never thought that today, even a strike proposal could not be passed.

However, although he was furious in his heart, he also knew that going on strike would be equivalent to completely falling out with Mr. Jia, and there would be no room for maneuver. No wonder others would have concerns.

After thinking for a while, he continued: "Everyone, I know that you still have concerns in your hearts, and you are also afraid that the imperial court will settle accounts later.

But I might as well tell you clearly that the governor and prefect agree with this matter.

Even several gentlemen and many students from Plum Blossom Academy expressed sympathy for us and said that they could do their best if necessary. "

"Oh... the gentlemen and students of Plum Blossom Academy are also willing to contribute to us?"

As soon as Ding Shoudao's words came out, everyone's eyes lit up.

Meihua Academy is a famous academy in Yangzhou city, and together with Anding Academy and Yizheng Leyi Academy, it is known as the three major academies in Yangzhou.

These academies have great influence in Yangzhou and even Jiangnan. If they receive support and response from Meihua Academy, the other two major academies are likely to join one after another.

Once the three major academies in Yangzhou were all destroyed, it would inevitably cause a shock in the south of the Yangtze River and cause an uproar in the court. In this way, even if the emperor valued the uncle Dingyuan, he would not dare to let him stay in Yangzhou.

As soon as Jia Yu leaves, Yangzhou will be their world again.

These merchants who are accustomed to doing business have long been accustomed to calculating the gains and losses in advance.

After such calculations, I immediately came to the conclusion that this business can be done.

"Mr. Ding, we have been working hard for the prosperity of Yangzhou and the people's happiness for decades.

Every time there is a famine, who has no family to give out porridge and food? But even so, there are still treacherous ministers in the court who treat us like nothing and try to exploit us.

In this case, I can't bear it any longer, so I decided to go on strike with Mr. Ding! "

"Yes... strike... strike..."

"I'm waiting to let the court know how this person named Jia has made Yangzhou angry and resentful since he came to Yangzhou."

"What's wrong with the people? Why are there always people who don't let me wait for a stable life?"

"Market strike...school strike..."

Immediately afterwards, a series of echoes began to sound, and the sound became louder and louder...

…………

The backyard of Xunyan Censor's Mansion

"Father-in-law, what are you..."

Jia Yu looked at the dozen or so servants of the Lin Mansion who were tied up in front of her, and asked Lin Ruhai pretending to be confused.

"You kid, are you and I pretending to be confused here?"

Lin Ruhai, who was sitting in a wheelchair, glared at him and pointed at the tightly tied men and women in front of her, "I know that since you came to the Lin Mansion, you have never dared to eat the food in the Lin Mansion.

You even gave Yu'er instructions, making me think that you had any objections to me.

Finally I learned that you were worried about someone poisoning you! "

Lin Ruhai's voice was normal when he first spoke, but it became lower and lower as he spoke.

Finally it turned into a long sigh. "Yes... you are right to worry. I have even poisoned my own food, let alone you."

At the end of the sentence, Lin Ruhai's eyes turned cold.

He glanced coldly at the men and women standing in a row. Around these people, Butler Lin and more than a dozen servants holding sticks were standing aside, watching these people eagerly.

Finally, his eyes fell on a woman in her thirties.

"Sister-in-law Wang... you can be considered an old man of our Lin family, and you have been with me for more than ten years.

You have always been responsible for my diet, but I never expected that you would poison me? "

Lin Ruhai's voice was very soft, but everyone could hear the hatred in his words.

The woman knelt on the ground with a thud. Facing the battle in front of her, she was so frightened that she knelt on the ground with a thud and wailed: "Master... Master... I'm sorry for you, this slave."

But the slave girl had no choice. The slave girl's son owed a lot of gambling debts outside and was kidnapped by them.

Those people even sent slave his finger, and said that if he doesn't give you medicine, they will kill him... slave... slave really can't bear to have a white-haired person give a black-haired person!

Besides... besides, they also said that these medicines only make people weak, and at most they will only cause an illness, which will not kill people.

Master... I didn’t mean this slave, please spare me! "

Looking at the woman who was crying so much that tears and runny nose came out, no one said anything, and Butler Lin's eyes were filled with anger.

He took two strides forward, stretched out his hand and slapped the woman on the face several times.

"Wang Erya, your conscience has been eaten by a dog!

Back then, your noble husband owed huge gambling debts and even wanted to sell you and your son. It was the master and his wife who saved you.

I even gave you the kitchen of Lin Mansion, but how did you repay the master?

You actually poisoned me?

How dare you have the nerve to say that they promised you that these poisons would not kill anyone?

If the poison really doesn't kill anyone, why don't you take it yourself? "

Butler Lin, who became increasingly angry as he spoke, stretched out his hand and slapped the woman twice, causing her face to swell rapidly.

"enough!"

Seeing that Butler Lin wanted to fight, Lin Ruhai stopped him.

"Even if you beat her to death, it will be useless."

After he finished speaking, he looked at the other people.

The servants all lowered their heads under Lin Ruhai's indifferent gaze.

"That's all..."

Lin Ruhai laughed at himself: "It's useless for me to claim that I know everything about morality, but I didn't expect that there would be so many traitors under my nose."

There are not many servants in the Lin Mansion, only about forty or fifty, but now it is found that one-third of them have been bribed by outsiders. This is undoubtedly a very big blow to Lin Ruhai, who has always had a high self-esteem. .

Jia Yu shook her head and said to these people: "What about you...were your children kidnapped too?"

Although these people asked Jia Yu with a smile, this smile was particularly frightening for some reason, and they all knelt down in fright.

"Master... please forgive me. I was also blinded by lard for a while, and was stunned by the little money, so I betrayed the master. Please forgive us!"

"That's all."

Jia Yu said to Aunt Mei, who had been standing behind Lin Ruhai: "Aunt Mei, please take the master back first, and leave this to my nephew."

"clear."

Aunt Mei responded, pushed the wheel and left.

When Aunt Mei left, the smile on Jia Yu's face immediately faded and she said sternly: "Here comes someone!"

"Here!"

Following Jia Yu's voice, Zhao Qiubai and several soldiers stood up from nowhere.

Jia Yu pointed at the servants who had betrayed their master and said calmly: "Drag all these people down and beat them with military sticks!"

"Here!"

Zhao Qiubai responded first, and then whispered: "Sir, how many sticks will you give me?"

"Fool!"

Jia Yu was so angry that she kicked him on the butt and said coldly: "Hit him until he dies."

"Yes!"

Zhao Qiubai understood now. He waved his hand, and soon dozens of soldiers swarmed up and dragged down all the slaves who had betrayed their master.

Butler Lin was not idle either. Under his strict orders, he ordered the remaining dozens of servants to gather around the servants who were being executed.

"Hit me!"

Soon... along with bursts of crackling sounds, bursts of miserable shouts rang out.

Jia Yu did not stay here any longer, but after giving Zhao Qiubai a few words, he left the backyard and came to the yard where Daiyu was.

But as soon as he reached the door of the yard, he was stopped by Zicuckoo.

I saw Zijuan looking at him with a half-smile, and said charmingly: "Uncle... our young lady said that outsiders are not allowed to enter here."

"No outsiders allowed in?"

Jia Yu pointed at herself in astonishment, "Am I even considered an outsider?"

Zijuan nodded solemnly: "Of course, our young lady said that all the men in the Lin Mansion, except Mr. Lin, are considered outsiders."

"Hey……"

Jia Yu was immediately angry, "Okay... Go and tell your lady quickly, if even I can be considered an outsider, starting from tomorrow, I won't talk about The Legend of the Condor Heroes! The following movies There are no more books!”

"you dare!"

As soon as Jia Yu finished speaking, a crisp voice immediately sounded at the door, and then a slim figure appeared in front of the door.

Her almond-shaped eyes widened and she said, "Jia, if you dare to stop my Legend of the Condor Heroes, I'm not done with you!"

Looking at Daiyu who was looking at him with an angry look, Jia Yu spread her hands and said, "Didn't you ask Zijuan to tell me that I am an outsider and can't even enter your yard, so how can I tell you a story?"

Dai Yuqiong's nose wrinkled slightly, "Who said I can't tell stories without letting you in? We can talk in the courtyard outside!

In short, you are not allowed to enter my yard again! "

Speaking of this, Daiyu's pretty face turned slightly red.

Since the relationship was confirmed that day, this guy immediately became much thicker-skinned. He started sneaking into his yard under various excuses, touching her, and sometimes even talking.

She was even discovered several times by Zicuckoo and Xueyan, which made her always embarrassed.

In order to prevent the bad guy from continuing to do evil, Daiyu came up with this method.

Seeing Daiyu's shy yet charming face, Jia Yu felt her heart melt, and deliberately teased her: "No... I just like telling stories here. If you don't want to, then we won't tell them." !”

After saying that, he turned around and left.

"Stop...you...wuwu..."

Before Daiyu could finish her sentence, she saw that Jia Yu had turned around like a whirlwind, picked her up, and rushed into the room behind...

　Dear readers, A Ding will take Erbao to the provincial capital for a review tomorrow, so I don’t have time to update, so I’m asking for a leave of absence.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)