Prison Dragon

Chapter 31

money!money!money!

Yang You wished to throw the money directly on that young man's face, wished Ruifang would take out all the copper coins from the palace and scatter them on the faces of the refugees.

Money is your life, so many people, are they here to collect money or to rob and rebel?

He was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan.

The crowd was crowded, what Yang You was afraid of first was that they would rush in and rob the palace.Several officials came early and sat in the palace. He had to ensure the safety of the officials.

The second fear is that there will be a conflict between the refugees and the imperial army. If it is not handled properly, people will die, and they will be charged with an attempt to rebel or cause trouble in Kyoto every minute.

The third fear is that the refugees are overcrowded. If an accident happens, they themselves will feel bad.

The iron armor of the imperial army was shining with silver light, and the queue was neat and dignified. Most people would feel a little scared when they saw it. The barefooted refugees were not afraid of those who wore shoes.

The Imperial Army didn't do anything, first took the carriages and horses of the adults out of the alley in an orderly manner, and completely closed both ends of the alley, and no one else was allowed to enter.

The little commander who came today has a lot to do with Yang You. He is a child of the Cui family, named Cui Jue, and his older brother Cui Yan used to be Yang You's attendant.

But ever since Yang You became more and more jerk in reading, Cui Yan gradually faded out of his life. They have never been like other princes and waiters, either relying on interests to form a firm bond, or relying on friendship Take care of each other.

Apart from the two years in Shangshufang, they never had any other interaction.

Cui Jue and Cui Yan look very similar, with elegant features and a heroic appearance in silver armor.

He looked weak, but his voice was like a bell, "The forbidden army is here, retreat quickly."

Someone scolded: "Fuck it, get the money!"

The money was placed under the registration table by the little eunuch, and everyone bumped into each other. The table was so overwhelmed that it collapsed!The little eunuch hurried to the door.

Two baskets of copper coins were pushed down by the crowd, and all the money was scattered in front of the palace gate.

"Take the money!" I don't know who shouted again.

The gate of the palace creaked, and the two door panels were quickly closed. The maids and eunuchs screamed and fled into the mansion.

"Hey, be careful!" Yang You watched in horror from the attic, and subconsciously sounded a warning.

The person who rushed to grab the money first hugged his arms and wanted to go out, but the place was completely surrounded, and both ends of the alley were blocked by the imperial army, and there was no way to go.The crowd was still pushing in, and many people fell on the copper coins, and their dark hands stretched out persistently to grab the coins.

Seeing that more and more people were crowding towards the entrance of the palace, and those who got the money couldn't get out, and it all turned into a pot of porridge. The people outside didn't know what was going on inside, and they were very flustered when they heard the voices.

Facing the imperial army with weapons, anxiety and timidity repeatedly pulled the refugees to collapse.

Seeing that the situation was about to get out of control, Ruifang stomped anxiously, took Yang You's hand and said, "My lord, what should I do?"

The gate of the palace had already been closed, and the guards took two wooden sticks as thick as one's arms to hold them against, but the refugees outside started to scramble for each other besides grabbing money.

Yang You also asked, "How do I know what to do?"

Shang Luo suppressed his smile, and finally said: "My lord, you didn't provoke this matter, and you shouldn't take care of it outside the gate of the house."

"I don't care?" Yang You's neck turned red, "If I don't care, something big will happen, look at them, what if I don't care if someone dies?"

Yang You's mind became hot and he was about to go downstairs. He didn't know what to do, but he had an intuition in his heart that prevented him from standing idly by.

"My lord!" Shang Luo suddenly grabbed his hand, his face darkened, he didn't expect Shang Luo to be old, and his strength was quite strong, grabbing Yang You's bones ached, "Dude, why do you care about the little Qianshou?"

"Let go!" Yang You shook off his hand vigorously, and ran downstairs quickly.

Ruifang didn't know whether to catch up or stay here with Shangluo. The prince just brushed off Shangluo's face, and she was a little embarrassed for a while.

Shang Luo waved his hand indifferently and let Ruifang make arrangements for himself. Another cheerful little old man said, "Oh, young man..."

Yang You ran down to the attic, only to realize that there was nothing he could do, the refugees were in high spirits, and light words of persuasion would not work.The imperial army can't come in, and they can't kill people indiscriminately. They can only be dispersed with money.

I'm afraid that the money will be robbed before it leaves the palace.

He leaned against the railing, panting, and only enough shock was needed to break the crowd out of their frenzied looting.

In desperation, he suddenly remembered that the last time the southeast officials brought gifts to the princes at the court meeting, it seemed to be called——

firearms.

He tried it once on the hunting ground, and there was fire and light, and the sound was loud.

He immediately asked someone to take the firecracker from the warehouse. The firecracker was as long as an arm, made of copper, and needed to be filled with gunpowder when used. This kind of thing came from the west. There was only one, and the emperor gave it to Yang You.

Because of this firecracker, Yang You was almost punished by the crown prince. Maybe his disguise was too good, and the crown prince just gave him a little warning.

The small attic was close to the outer wall and was about three stories high. Yang You ran upstairs with a firecracker, and Shang Luo was really startled when he saw his posture.

"My lord, what are you going to do?" Shang Luo quickly grabbed him.

"Stop rambling, there's no time!"

Yang You asked Ruifang to bring a ladder and climbed to the roof of the attic.

Ruifang is afraid of heights and dare not go up at all. Shangluo is old and frail, let alone taking risks easily.

There are few people in the palace, and the guards and servants have gone to guard the door, Ruifang can only cry worriedly below: "My lord, be careful!"

The wind was a bit cool, and it cleared Yang You's feverish mind a bit. Standing on the attic, he shouted, "Stop it all!"

No one heard.

His forehead covered his eyes, and the crowd of refugees was like ants. He put the firecracker on his shoulder and fired a shot into the air.

boom--

A strong force came from his shoulders, he took two steps on his hind legs, and almost fell from the upstairs.

This sound was close to muffled thunder and exploded into the sky, Yang You shouted hoarsely: "Stop!"

The crowd was noisy, and he had to fire a few more shots until the barrel of the gun became hot and his hand was hot.

His voice was already hoarse, but he still insisted on standing on the roof and shouted: "Stop it all! Stop it! If you don't stop, I will beat someone!"

The continuous thunderclap finally had an effect, and someone shouted: "Thunder strikes, Lei Gong is angry!"

The refugees raised their heads in fear, the noise finally stopped, only Yang You stood in the attic and spoke.

He used the firecracker as a crutch to support his feet. The wind was strong on the roof, and he was a little swaying. The ground was full of pairs of wide-eyed eyes, waiting for his sentence.

He swallowed, and there was a burning pain in his throat. He collected his thoughts, but found that his mind was blank, and he couldn't think of what to say.

His heart was beating loudly, his fingers were trembling, and he was sweating instantly. He didn't know what he was talking about, but he just opened his mouth subconsciously: "Listen to this king. The matter of rewarding money today is just spreading rumors and gathering people to loot." , it’s because of etiquette.”

The imperial army took advantage of this moment of calm and began to control the crowd, and the refugees began to stir again when they saw the imperial army.

Seeing the young man wanting to open his mouth, he immediately raised his firecracker and aimed at the crowd below: "Shut up, everyone!"

By this time, he was really angry, spreading out such a bunch of things for no reason, and he still had to suppress his anger and solve the problem patiently.

If it weren't for his years of education system, he really wanted to swear a swear word like a street rogue.

"The people's livelihood is not easy. This king knows it. From tomorrow, this king will distribute porridge outside the city for three days. The money lost today will not be held accountable. Today's matter ends here. Please leave on your own. If there is any disobedience , sent to the state government, punished as a crime, I hope you will take care of yourself."

The young man spoke against Yang You's firecracker, "Three days of porridge, what kind of bullshit problem can it solve."

Yang You didn't dare to shoot at the crowd, and shouted impatiently: "Then how many days can the money you robbed last you?"

The young man wanted to say more, but Yang You snatched up and said, "Do you want to go back and get the porridge tomorrow, or wait for the family to eat in prison? Didn't you decide? The capital prison can't let so many of you go. Could it be that the vegetable market on North Street is free?" Are you not going down? You are not afraid of death, so you want to drag others to die? This is the palace, not a place where crowds gather to loot! Cooperate with the imperial army and leave quickly."

The boy didn't speak, but just stared at Yang You with a pair of eyes.

The refugees on the outskirts began to retreat slowly under the watchful eye of the imperial guards. Yang You did not dare to relax, he could only rely on his firecrackers to control the scene, so he stood on the roof with the firecrackers, waiting for the crowd to leave.

The officials who were originally invited all left with excuses, and the party could not be held. Only the five people from Taichang Temple and some officials who had frequent contacts stayed in the palace to check on Yang You's situation.

It had been more than half an hour when the people dispersed slowly, his voice became hoarse when he stood on the roof, and even after blowing the cool wind for a long time, his nose started to runny immediately.

Ruifang's eyes were swollen from crying, Yang You jumped to his feet and hugged his thigh as soon as he got downstairs, crying, "My lord, you are going to scare the slaves to death, woooooo..."

Yang You patted her on the shoulder, his fingertips were trembling, and he was almost scared to death by himself.Shang Luo didn't joke anymore, but asked Zhuo Xinhong to help Ruifang up, and sent Xu Kaiji to take Yang You to rest.

Pang Chao stayed by Shangluo's side and asked in a low voice, "Teacher, what happened today..."

Shang Luo raised his hand and signaled him not to speak anymore. He looked at Yang You's back, "The prince has great ambitions, has the art of controlling people, and gives both kindness and power. Given time, he will surely accomplish great things."

Pang Chao's eyes lit up when he heard this, "Teacher, let's..."

Shang Luo changed the subject, and sighed again: "It's a pity, being weak and sentimental, you can't bear small anger and make big plans, which is a big taboo for success. Today's incident should have been done by the imperial army, and he has always been an idle prince. Caring about people's livelihood, only caring about enjoyment. Now if he moves, I'm afraid someone will notice him."

The hope that Pang Chao had finally ignited was lost again. Shangluo has lived for most of his life, not to mention Confucianism, divination, yin and yang, Fengshui, five elements, face-to-face... He has never done any messy things. He has a vicious vision and said One person says one thing.

They were all fished out by Shangluo from the dark officialdom, and they have been dormant in Taichang Temple waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity to show their talents.

The second prince is elegant and gentle, and has a gentle personality. They are optimistic about him, but Shang Luo says that he doesn't eat meat, has no brains, and should be a king instead of an emperor.

The third prince was said by him to be a sinister villain.

He dislikes even the fourth prince who has made great achievements in running the army, but he favors the idle fifth prince Yang You.

When they were finally about to accept Yang You, Shang Luo denied it again, and it really made Pang Chao uncomfortable.

"Is there no one in my court who you can fancy?"

Shang Luo stroked his beard and said conceitedly: "The prince is weak and sentimental, which is both an advantage and a disadvantage, but with the old man guarding the gate, naturally it will be fine."

Pang Chao's heart was only in his stomach.

Speaking of which, he still had a question that he hadn't asked: "Teacher, how did you find out that the prince...has different aptitudes?"

Shang Luo began to mutter again, "Do you know what books the prince reads on weekdays?"

"Hey," Pang Chao thought there was something, "Isn't it just a storybook like Huanhua Paining Injustice, Butterfly Hero?"

Shang Luo chuckled and sighed, "You can't see Mount Tai with a single leaf! Idiot, idiot!"