The Ming Cult forebashi was in Wuping Mansion on Fujian Road. Now, in a teahouse in Guangzhou, he heard a storyteller promoting Zhang Jiao, a great wise and good teacher who was worshipped by the Ming Cult. Jia Sidao did not think these two things were isolated accidental events.

The Ming Cult took root in Jiangnan and other places. Although Fang La was eventually destroyed by the Song Dynasty, the Ming Cult not only did not disappear because of the Fang La incident, but instead spread more and more widely among ordinary people, but was just more secret.

But what Jia Sidao did not expect was that the Ming Cult in Guangzhou has already begun to preach so openly, and Jia Sidao must have been more than one storyteller like in Guangzhou, who is the protagonist of Zhang Jiao in Sichuan who promotes the supernatural powers of great wise men and great teachers.

Have you learned to use the most primitive public opinion war?

Jia Sidao shook his head, and it was really a wave that had not yet subsided.

In today's era of envelopes of ghosts, gods and world, these storytellers were pioneers and promoted the supernatural powers and reputation of Zhang Jiao, and when the Ming Cult was in charge, they had a foundation of public opinion. It has to be said that the people of the Ming Cult are still very talented, and they did not pay attention to these before. Since they have discovered it today, how could Jia Sidao let it go?

He reached out and summoned Jia Sidao and pointed downstairs and said, "Pingzhi, go and call the storyteller up."

Shi Jun was like a domineering Guangzhou before, and such a thing happened to be done by Shi Jun, a local snake, so many troubles were saved.

Shi Jun, who had been waiting aside, was stunned when he heard Jia Sidao's words. He then realized that although he didn't know why Jia Sidao was suddenly interested in the storyteller, he didn't even think he would go and ask why he called the storyteller, and summoned his subordinates to make arrangements.

Shi Jun is the servant beside Jia Sidao for his future, but there are still many servants around him, but he just doesn't appear in front of Jia Sidao.

"Daxian and good teachers, I wonder if you have heard of it?"

Seeing that Zheng Mingxuan and others were confused, Jia Sidao thought about it.

The news of someone rebelling on Fujian Road will definitely not be hidden. It will not take long to know the entire Song Dynasty. Zheng Mingxuan and others will know it sooner or later.

Zheng Mingxuan, Qiu Shuyu and others looked at each other, then shook their heads at the same time and said, "I have never heard of it. Could it be some hermit master?"

A great wise and good teacher, but I really don’t know who this person is. I have heard of the storyteller just mentioned by the storyteller downstairs. I think Jia Sidao asked this question because of this. However, listening to the storyteller’s statement, it seems that he is quite "skilled".

Since Jia Sidao asked this, he obviously knew who this great master was. Zheng Mingxun and others thought that Jia Sidao had the intention to recruit him, so he naturally would not say the words of strange power and chaos.

"Master? Haha, then some of the Manichaeism or the Ming Cult should have heard of it?"

Jia Sidao smiled and changed his mind.

Zheng Mingxuan, Qiu Shuyu and others were all shocked.

People from Manichi and Ming Cult have heard of it. After all, many people believe in Manichi in Jiangnan and other places.

More importantly, although the incident of Fang La has been so long, none of them are Bai Ding. Naturally, I have heard of the rebellion that almost shook half of the Song Dynasty.

It is obvious that Jia Sidao would not mention the Ming Cult and Manichi inexplicably. When contacting the great wise and good teachers Jia Sidao asked about before, the few people gradually understood in their hearts that the great wise and good teachers were involved with the Ming Cult. No wonder this kind of strange power and chaos spread. Although the few people had never dealt with the Ming Cult, they also heard that many of the Ming Cults used fushui to win people's hearts by treating diseases.

“Sir, say…”

Zheng Mingxuan carefully raised some words and said slowly.

"How many people know what is written in this official document?"

Jia Sidao patted the official documents on the table in front of him and paused and continued;

"Just three days ago, Wuping Prefecture, Fujian Road, called himself the 'Son of the Nantian Son', killed all the officers and soldiers who transported salt in the imperial court and robbed the official salt of the Caosi. In just a few days, tens of thousands of mobs gathered. The mob peak pointed directly at Wuping and Anyuan. This is the emergency document sent by Wuping Prefecture. And that **** is said to be the son of Zhang Demon King who also rebelled on Fujian Road more than ten years ago. Both Zhang Demon King and the current **** are all from the Ming Cult, and they are all from the Ming Cult. As for this great wise and good teacher, they are not from the Ming Cult, nor from me, from the Song Cult, but from the Han Dynasty more than a thousand years ago, and also from the ancestors of the Ming Cult or Manichaeism."

Hearing Jia Sidao's words, Zheng Mingxuan and others took a breath.

It seems that this person received an edict half a month ago to temporarily deal with all matters in Fujian Road? In just a few days, the Ming Cult members of the Communist Party of China rose up and caused chaos on Fujian Road. Is this person's fortune too bad, or is there something wrong with it?

Although Zheng Mingxuan and others are not from the officialdom, they know everything about the official side.

At this time, the rebellion of the rioters on Fujian Road was just at the point where Jia Sidao temporarily discussed the affairs of Fujian Road. Regardless of whether it had anything to do with Jia Sidao, it would be inevitable that Jia Sidao would be scolded by the court in the end. No matter how hard it was, there would be more troubles.

It is hard for this person to have tea and chat with them here safely.

Zheng Mingxuan and others didn't know whether they should say that Jia Sidao was too determined or that they were fearless.

In this way, Xun's storyteller made sense.

The people who caused trouble on Fujian Road were from the Ming Cult. Today, the storyteller in this teahouse was a scholar, but the comment was from the ancestors of the Ming Cult. Obviously, it would not be a coincidence.

However, such a big change occurred on Fujian Road, isn’t this person really worried at all? It is said that countless people in the court were looking forward to this person’s unlucky.

Zheng Mingxuan, Qiu Shuyu and others were thinking in their hearts that Shi Jun, who had just gone downstairs, had come in.

"Sir, the student summoned the storyteller and was waiting outside the door."

"Let him come in."

Shi Jun bowed and responded, and went out to lead a middle-aged man in.

A rough face that was so ordinary that it was so common, and a coarse cloth dress, was washed very clean. The folding fan on his waist and the green jade pendant showed that he had obviously read books.

"The Caomin has met several high-ranking officials."

The middle-aged storyteller came in and quickly glanced at the people at the table, especially Jia Sidao and Shi Jun who were standing by, staying for a while, and then hurriedly bowed and bowed.

A bit of fear and fear.

Although the storyteller concealed it well and it was natural, Jia Sidao, who had been watching the storyteller's every move from the moment he entered the door, still saw the flash of surprise on his face.

There is no doubt that this storyteller may not know him Jia Sidao, but he definitely knew Shi Jun. This surprised look was not only because he saw Shi Jun, a Guangzhou Ba, actually doing the job of a servant, but also because he was surprised that he, a man who seemed to be younger than Shi Jun, could sit in the main seat.

"Just just drank tea upstairs, I heard you talk about books. It's really good, I'll give you a reward."

Jia Sidao looked at the middle-aged man and said with a smile.

Shi Jun, who was waiting beside him, glanced at Jia Sidao in surprise, but he still cooperated very well and quickly threw out a silver ingot, which was at least five or six taels. This was almost equivalent to the gains of the storyteller for several months, and there were still extremely generous wealthy customers who came to support the show.
Chapter completed!