However, in the world of Ming Dynasty, there is not only the court.

From Huaiyang to Suzhou and Hangzhou.

The place where we arrived in Yingtian gathered half of the world's wealth and built up countless famous families.

If you have money, you have to study.

After several generations of people read it, they became famous in Shilin.

He also mastered the discourse of the world.

Things in the court were spread to all parts of Jiangnan anytime and anywhere.

Their family, friends, neighbors, and classmates in the court were oppressed by the general trend and could not speak out.

If it involves the retention of officialdom, not speaking or opposing is considered the final confrontation.

In the court, there is still a need for their people to act as representatives and protect their interests.

But outside the court, these prominent local tribes have begun to connect continuously.

"Sweetheartedly swept the floor!"

"Shilin despises!"

"There are treacherous charity in the country and slandering the court, which will harm our Ming Dynasty!"

In a magnificent elegant room, several men of old and young dressed in silk and satin gathered together.

Everyone has an angry look on their faces.

"Young and young men!" A young and young man who was young and fame stood up: "The court destroyed the Great Wall by itself, and was a bad thing to go through a thousand miles of dikes and destroy the ant hole. The government is serious and it is useless to interpret the truth in vernacular language."

A friend from another family immediately agreed: "Uncles and uncles, the court has been making a lot of noise in the past two years, but it is all for the Ming Dynasty after all, but it is inappropriate to be so radical and reckless now. The government is not a play or a play or a singing. How can it be played in vernacular?

The two people's voices seemed to represent the younger generation of scholars in Jiangnan.

Young people can't hide their words.

But the older people present nodded in approval and agreed.

Someone raised his hand and signaled the scene to calm down.

The maids who were waiting there silently stopped and stood there.

"The court mostly agrees with each other and uses strong policies to suppress the voices of opposition. They can suppress the voices in the court, but they cannot suppress the voices of the entire Ming Dynasty!"

"They cannot ignore the thoughts of the people in the world, and they cannot ignore the voices of local scholars."

"For the stability of the Ming Dynasty, how can we stand by and watch the chaos in the government?"

"We need to contact more friends from the world and let everyone speak out together."

"To let the court know that what they are doing now is a total stupid thing!"

This person is less than fifty years old and looks upright in Confucian uniform.

In the clear stream of Shilin in the south of the Yangtze River, there are always famous wise men and countless disciples, and there is a vague potential of a leader of Shilin.

As soon as the man spoke, the people present fell into deep thought.

This is a policy of using the public opinion of the Shilin people to fight against the vernacular vernacular of the imperial court.

They want to use the public opposition of scholars all over the world to change the court's policies.

This is what they are very good at.

Studying for decades is for the sake of fame and reputation in the career and the right to speak.

"My ancestors were in power in Jiangxi back then, and there were many disciples and old friends. I went home and wrote to me and invited fellow disciples to promote public opinion together."

"My family is in Hangzhou Prefecture and I am fortunate to be trusted by the local government. This time I went back in person and invited my fellow villagers and friends to gather together."

Immediately, many people spoke out, saying that they would do their own jobs to promote Shilin public opinion.

The matter is tentative.

The man who was in charge nodded and smiled, raised his hands and patted him gently.

Outdoor, a group of girls of fifteen or sixteen entered one after another.

They are elegant in posture, beautiful in appearance, shallow in dress, and vaguely beautiful in their eyes.

Soon, there was joy in the elegant room.

...

"There are undercurrents in the place, which seems to gather and attack them in groups..."

"Your Highness, should you order local governments to be vigilant and guard against the gathering of sects and forests to cause trouble?"

In the imperial village outside Yingtian City.

Under a lush wisteria tread, Luo Xiangyang was whispering the news that the Jinyiwei had recently heard.

On a small stool, the crown prince Zhu Zhanji, who was wearing only half-sleeved and rolled her legs to the root of her thighs, was moving and placing a working table in front of her.

The operating table is not big, but it is better than exquisite. In the tool box below, there are all kinds of tools.

Zhu Zhanji was holding a steel pipe about one foot in his forehand.

The outside of the steel pipe is smooth and clean, without any flaws.

Zhu Zhanji, holding a small tool that was ineffective, made the steel pipe burrow and make a sharp sound from time to time.

His brows were very tight, his face was a little anxious, and sweat stretched out from his forehead. He seemed to have not heard of Luo Xiangyang's reports.

However.

A crisp sound came out of the steel pipe.

"Fake!"

Zhu Zhanji growled, and the sweat on his forehead dripped on the ground. He gritted his teeth and glared at the steel pipe in his hand.

After a long time, it hit the ground heavily.

How many roots are this already scrapped?

His face became a little more ferocious. He raised his head and saw Luo Xiangyang who appeared here at some time.

There was a little more doubt between the eyebrows.

Luo Xiangyang was helpless and had to explain again: "Your Highness, the local scholars in Jiangnan are secretly colluding, as if they are trying to resist the court. Should I order the local area to be vigilant and be careful?"

My thoughts are still on the fact that I want the car to rifle.

Zhu Zhanji waved his hand irritably: "A group of scholars who are powerless to tie up a chicken really think... they can force the court?"

"This..." Luo Xiangyang was a little worried, afraid that the grandson, who was cautious in the past, would suddenly become carried.

Zhu Zhanji directly interrupted: "Let them make trouble! Let them all gather together and let them all surface! I was watching in Yingtian City, seeing how many people were there, and they really dared to go against the court!"

Luo Xiangyang's heart trembled.

Last year in Jiaozhi, the emperor's grandson just killed tens of thousands of thieves.

This time...

Do you want to continue doing another game?

However, Zhu Zhanji had already taken out a complete steel pipe from the underground tool box, looked up at Luo Xiangyang, and asked, "Where has Your Majesty been now?"

Luo Xiangyang was stunned again, but answered truthfully: "According to the news sent back yesterday, Your Majesty has left Xuzhou and is traveling to Yanzhou, Shandong..."

He didn't know why the crown prince suddenly asked about His Majesty's whereabouts.

Zhu Zhanji had already narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Yanzhou...is a good place."

Yanzhou is of course a good place.

There are Baili Liang Mountains and Rivers.

There is Cao County.

There is a Grand Canal that communicates between the north and the south.

There are six prefectures in Shandong and Yanzhou has the largest jurisdiction.

Of course, the most famous county in Yanzhou is that small county...

Luo Xiangyang followed the logic and thought deeply, and couldn't help but be shocked. He hurriedly looked at the crown prince with a faint light.

Zhu Zhanji noticed the other party's gaze, smiled slightly, and expressed his comfort: "Don't think about it! According to the itinerary, does Your Majesty want to stay in Yanzhou for a day or two?"

Luo Xiangyang nodded blankly: "According to what was decided before the Northern Tour, Your Majesty really wants to stay in Yanzhou for several days."

The Jinyiwei is responsible for the emperor's northern patrol and close-up guard tasks. Where will the emperor stay and where will the emperor be supplies.

The unknown tool has been re-tucked into the steel pipe.

Zhu Zhanji got down.
Chapter completed!