Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 491 Difficult Multiple Choice Questions

What is slap in the face?

Liu Zongmin didn't arrest anyone or kill anyone for 20 dans of moldy grain, so he just accepted it, but after transporting it to Yingtian Wharf, he threw it out in bags.

The flour is as hard as a stone, and half of it has been blackened, the moldy rice is also like a black bean, and there are even crooked potatoes. The wharf is the most troublesome place in Yingtian. Such a basket The things in the basket were thrown out, and the stench was so strong that it immediately attracted the attention of a large number of citizens who were traveling by boat and doing business near the pier.

At this time, more than a dozen scholars from the Jiangnan Lecture Hall began to scold beside them.

"Everyone, open your eyes and see! Liaodong was defeated. My 13 frontier army officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty died in Songjin. Shanhaiguan is at stake, Ningyuan is at stake, and the capital is at stake. My family's commander-in-chief was ordered to go north to help Liaodong, but we have no food. The actions of the commander-in-chief everyone You can see that all our food is used for labor relief. We have fed 400 million disaster victims. In order to help Liao, my family had no choice but to borrow food from their Confucian Food Company, but you see, they gave What are the children of Jiangnan who are about to go to war eating?"

"On weekdays, they are all well-dressed, and the Donglin princes who promise to serve the country are all handsome, Confucian orthodox Fushe children, and they have monopolized the grain in the entire south of the Yangtze River. Benevolence, righteousness and morality have made a lot of money, but when the country needs them, they use these to repay the country!"

"Get rid of human desires and save the principles of nature? Hahaha, what a joke, they are going to get rid of everyone's human desires and save their own brother Kong Fang!"

The scholars were either working or standing, some of them were holding wine glasses, and they all looked crazy, shouting wildly, and their voices could be heard for several miles.

From ancient times to the present, the increase in food prices and oil prices has been the most disappointing, especially now that food prices have risen so frighteningly that many of the people present still ate with Jiaduobao. Listening to these crazy scolding, The crowd below is also boiling.

"Hoarding! Profiteer!"

"That's right! Thanks to the fact that I still respect them as my husband, I didn't expect them to be the same kind of people! Hypocrisy, bah!"

Amidst the discussion, suddenly someone in the crowd grabbed a scholar's robe and shouted: "Dong Sheng, aren't you from the Fushe? A few days ago you were still saying that Marshal Song was a villain who brought disaster to the country and the people. Now look! Who is that?" Doing harm to the country and the people? Who are the rebellious officials and thieves?"

"Traitor! Hit him!"

The people in Jiangnan have a spirit of resistance. Wei Zhongxian's minions were beaten back or even killed by the Jiangnan riots several times back then. Hundreds of people cursed and raised their fists around Lun. The timid scholar squatted down with his head in his arms, crying and yelling.

"It's really none of my business! It's all Mr. Renxue, bah, it's all Zhang Pu brothers and Qian Qianyi who made it up. The students were originally confused by them. Now the students see the true faces of these hypocrites. I will sever ties with Fushe when I go back!"

Even if he shouted so hoarsely, the unlucky scholar had to suffer dozens of fists and kicks before he escaped from the crowd in embarrassment. Not only him, but the dozen or so scholars who were going to travel by boat were all guilty. They hid, there was no one to criticize, and the chaotic crowd gathered around the piles of rotten food that had been thrown out, commenting in one go.

"It's no wonder that Liaodong lost consecutive battles. It's all these profiteers and corrupt officials who embezzled the army's rations and salaries. Even if I eat these every day, I can't fight!"

"Eat? These are poisonous, you can't eat them at all!"

There were even a few beggars who picked up a few potatoes, looked at them, shook their heads and threw them back, which aroused more discussion among the crowd. The boat arrived and left, and the other side was passing by with new passengers. Wearing the truth is faster than growing wings. In less than a day, the news that the Rulin Lianghao used moldy and rotten grain to meet the aid of the Liao army was almost spread throughout the southern and northern prefectures of Nanzhili.

Although each scholar can be sour, many of them are passionate people. It can be seen from the strength of Jiangnan's resistance after the demise of Nanming. Donglin's strength comes from calling for scholars, but in just two days , Rumors were flying all over the sky, and the reputation of Fushe was stinky all at once. After carrying it on for the third day, Qian Qianyi really couldn't sit still.

It was still the Fengyue Grand Theater in Songjiang, in the box belonging to Fushe, Qian Qianyi, Zhang Pu and a few miserable good students set up a table to entertain Song Qingshu. A lot of hard vegetables such as stuffed pork, fish-flavored shredded pork, etc. floated so that the whole second floor was filled with the smell of vegetables, which attracted a few noble people who watched the drama next to the box to keep looking at him, but when the appointed time came, the door of the box was slammed shut. Pushing away rudely, Liu Zongmin's unshaven face was exposed under the eager gaze of a large group of leaders of Donglin Fushe.

"Where is Song Qingshu?"

Hou Fangyu, who seized love and hate, was the first to pat the table and stood up in a rage. Although he suffered a big loss this time, everyone present here is a famous figure in the Jiangnan scholar forest, just like gangsters, big boss level You send a third child to negotiate, is it obvious that you look down on people?
But Liu Zongmin, this idiot, immediately showed an impatient expression on his face, and shouted in a low voice: "Our commander-in-chief said that your Confucian food account is just shoddy, and this time the treat is unstoppable again. Bring out some old sesame seeds and rotten millet to entertain him, my handsome man has a bad stomach, I'm afraid he won't be able to eat such bad food, my old Liu has a good appetite, so he sent me here!"

As he said that, Liu Zongmin sniffled his nose violently, glanced at the dishes on the table, and shouted in surprise: "Hey, you sour scholars don't just eat rotten food? It tastes good!"

What does it mean when a scholar meets a soldier, a large group of well-educated Confucian scholars are ridiculed by a rough man, Hou Fangyu's son's face is as green as a pumpkin, and it is even more annoying, smelling the fragrance, the army is used to being rough, Liu Zongmin He directly squeezed his ass to the main seat, picked up a piece of ribs and put it in his mouth, the soup was thrown all over Zhang Cai's face, so angry that this famous Jiangnan scholar also yelled furiously.

"A vulgar person is an insult to gentleness!"

"Why? Don't you talk about treats? Don't let them eat! If you don't let them eat, what kind of guests are you inviting, as if my old Liu cares about your little things! A bunch of searchers, let's go!"

Haw, Liu Zongmin casually threw the half-eaten ribs back into the plate, which would make more soup, but Zhang Pu and the others didn't dare to say anything more, and Qian Qianyi, who couldn't bear to lose face, gently tugged Pulling Liu Rushi's sleeve, she, a famous lady in the southern district, had no choice but to stand up and hug Liu Zongmin.

"Stay strong! It's not that brother Zhang Cai won't let you eat, this is, this is, this is a poem to praise your boldness!"

"Poetry? You literati have a lot of shit!"

Only Liu Zongmin, a vulgar man, could be prevaricated in this way, and sat back full of suspicion, looking at the hard-smiling faces, especially Liu Rushi's handsome little face, which was quite masculine, twitched. Reluctantly, he sat back, grabbed the chopsticks, and immediately yelled loudly: "My old Liu is too good to eat!"

"General Liu, take care of yourself! Take care of yourself!" The corners of his mouth twitched, and Qian Qianyi waved his hand tremblingly with his gray beard.

In the sound of xilihulu, Liu Zongmin opened his hands again to a pot of sweet and sour elbows. Seeing the big fat meat bills go into his stomach in a blink of an eye, several Mingru exchanged intense eye contact. Relying on the control of the grain market, he transferred a lot of black-hearted money, but all of them were celebrities, ashamed of their business. After a while, it was Qian Qianyi who licked his old face with a smile and fisted.

"Well, General Liu, there may have been some misunderstandings between the Rulin firm and your army recently. Your army was ordered to collect grain. Originally, the firm should produce the best, but the shopkeeper made a mistake and brought over the old grain from two nearby warehouses. , I also ask the general to forgive me a lot!"

"Oh, that's fine."

Flicking his cheeks violently, Liu Zongmin yelled nonchalantly: "Anyway, we throw away all the rotten food, and no one eats it badly. If you want more, pile them up on Yingtian Wharf, and find someone to take them back!"

The piles of moldy and smelly rotten food are now the shame of Dong Lin, Qian Qianyi can't wait to throw them as far away as possible, where else do you want?The corners of his mouth twitched even more, and Qian Qianyi said sadly: "Well, the sage knows that mistakes can be improved greatly. This time, we took the wrong ones. Our grain account will send out another batch of grains to support the army. General, what do you think?"

"100 million tans of rice, 100 million tans of flour?"

It can be regarded as raising his head from his elbows, Liu Zongmin's beard was still dripping down, and he asked again in a naive voice, but this number is a pain in the heart of every Donglin Fushe and Yangzhou businessman. According to the market price, it is 1000 Wanliang things!
"Liu Manzi, don't ask for the price, don't think that we will fall into your hands this time!" Full of anger, Zhang Pu slapped the table and stood up abruptly, opening his mouth and yelling, who knew that just now? After finishing speaking, Liu Rushi and Chen Zilong couldn't help showing contemptuous glances in his pupils, Zhang Pu suddenly realized, what's the difference between his appearance and those vulgar businessmen who look for money?
This time, Liu Zongmin surprisingly didn’t get angry, but just finished gnawing on the elbow, touched his mouth with his sleeve, burped and said comfortably: “Since it’s not the amount agreed before, my marshal said Now, he will try to figure out a way to get another 30 million tons of moldy and rotten food without going to Wuzhou, and it is not worth it to sell the face of a beggar army. Thank you for your hospitality, and I, Liu, will go!"

Saying that, Liu Zongmin, who was full of food and drink, really rubbed his belly and stood up to leave.

This is really a difficult multiple choice question!Either cut the meat and send the food out, which can save the situation a little bit, or it is brazen and stubborn to the end. The reputation of Donglin Academy for more than 50 years has been thrown away as paper to wipe the ass. It is better to save face or face. In a flash, Qian Qianyi, Zhang Pu's heart was twisted like a knife.

After a pause for a few seconds, just as Liu Zongmin was about to leave the door, Qian Qianyi, whose beard was twitching violently and about to open, finally stretched out his hand with difficulty.

"General Liu stay behind!"

(End of this chapter)