Chapter 182 Ji Sheng
Ji Sheng.
The scholars of Shangyang City.
"A gentleman is ashamed to talk about profit. The court has issued this law. This is the root of cholera. Several elders have already submitted a petition. Tomorrow we will go to the government office to ask for the county magistrate to punish these rude constables."
Ji Sheng said goodbye to several classmates at the door of his house, and his words were still very angry.
" Brother Ji is right. We will meet again at the government office tomorrow."
"Okay, Ji Sheng is a role model for our generation. We will go to the government office tomorrow to ask for orders."
After saying goodbye to several classmates at the gate of his house, Ji Sheng walked back home. However, as soon as he entered the door, he found that the atmosphere at home was a little strange.
There are guests at home, including my second uncle, but he looks sad and is sitting in the yard sighing. My mother is carefully accompanying him by his side.
"Second uncle, what happened?" Ji Sheng asked with concern.
"Ji Sheng, you're back. Your second uncle was fired from the workshop today."
"I was fired from the workshop, but what was my fault?"
"Nothing wrong. The shop owner said that the Ji family had a great scholar who smashed the shop in the city a few days ago. When the owner found out that I was the uncle of that great scholar, he fired me."
The second uncle spoke in a weird tone, but Ji Sheng was stunned.
I heard from my mother that my second uncle stopped farming last year and went to work in a ceramic workshop. His annual income was five strings of cash more than his previous farming income. Could it be that the workshop that he destroyed was the one where my second uncle worked?
Ji Sheng couldn't quite remember that day, he and his classmates were so angry that they smashed any shop they saw, and it seemed that they had smashed a ceramic shop.
But...but what does this have to do with my second uncle?
Isn't this an involvement?
"The shopkeeper said that my nephew is so talented, why does he need to come to work for me? I thought so, so I came to your house. Nephew, you are so talented, let your second uncle work for you. You just need to pay your second uncle half a guan a month. The workshop pays you a guan every month."
Ji Sheng was a little overwhelmed by his uncle's criticism. His family was already struggling to support him in his studies, so how could they have the money to hire his second uncle?
"Uncle, this... this is a conspiracy of those merchants. Don't you know that many gentry in our city are ready to submit a petition to the court? I..."
"Stop it. I'm just an uneducated man. I don't know the great principles you're talking about. I only know that the owner of the workshop has not owed me wages. I used to work for the gentry you mentioned, but after farming all year round, there was not even a bushel of grain left at home."
Ji Sheng found that he could not argue with his illiterate second uncle, which made him hate those businessmen even more. However, he would not back down like that. He still had to go to the government office to ask for mercy tomorrow.
"Is Ji here?"
A woman walked in at the door.
"Auntie Qin, come and sit down."
Ji Sheng's mother looked at the woman approaching and was very enthusiastic. She was about to ask her to sit down, but the woman handed a purse to Ji and said, "Ji, starting tomorrow, you don't have to cut the thread ends anymore."
"Why? Because I didn't cut it well?" Ji was a little anxious. She cut clothes threads for the tailor shop every month and earned half a string of money a month, which was just enough to supplement the family income.
"The shopkeeper said that you have a powerful son who smashed his shop. Since your son despises businessmen so much, why do you still want to make money from this businessman? This is your salary for last month. I'll keep it for you."
The woman left the purse, glanced at Ji Sheng beside her, snorted coldly, turned and left, leaving Ji Sheng standing there somewhat awkwardly.
"Mom, I..."
"It's okay. It's gone. I just thought I was just sitting there doing nothing. It seems like God wants me to have a good rest and enjoy my life."
Ji comforted her son, but in her heart she was thinking about asking other shops if they needed work tomorrow.
"Hmph, sister, I'm afraid your happiness won't be so easy to enjoy."
Ji Sheng's second uncle snorted coldly, and at this moment, Ji Sheng's eldest brother came back.
"Brother."
Ji Sheng greeted his elder brother, but what puzzled him was that his elder brother ignored him this time. In the past, his elder brother would be very happy every time he came back from school. After all, he was the only one in the family who was educated. In his elder brother's words, the future of their Ji family depended on him.
"I asked you to go to the market to buy a fish. Your second uncle is visiting our house. Why did you come back empty-handed?" Ji asked in confusion when she saw her eldest son's gloomy face.
"A fish costs more than one ounce. I can't afford it."
"It's just over one or two taels, how can it be so expensive?" Ji Sheng exclaimed as he listened to his elder brother's words.
"Some people don't study hard and go out to cause trouble. The fishmongers won't sell me fish when they see me. If they do, they charge one tael of silver per fish."
"How can this be?" Ji Sheng was very angry. These vendors were going too far.
"It's not just the fish sellers. I thought since fish is so expensive, I would buy other things, but other vendors are the same, including rice and flour sellers, they are selling it to me at more than ten times the price. With the half a tael of money I have, I can't even buy a bag of rice and flour."
This time, Ji Sheng stopped talking.
"Okay, I won't stay at your house anymore, sister. As your brother, I have to say something. If you want to study, just study hard. Don't do anything weird. Living a good life is the real skill."
After saying this, Ji Sheng's second uncle also left. The only ones left in the yard were Ji Sheng's brother and Ji family.
"I'll go cook for you. You two brothers must be hungry."
Seeing that both of her sons were silent, Ji quickly changed the subject, stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
"Mom, we're out of rice." Brother Ji Sheng watched his mother walk into the kitchen and couldn't help but shout outside the door.
There was silence for a few seconds.
The next moment, Ji came out of the kitchen, pointed at Ji Sheng and cursed, "Go back to school tomorrow and study hard. If you dare to get involved in some messy things again, don't ask your family for a penny anymore."
Ji Sheng: ...
The next morning.
"Brother, if any classmates come to see me at the door, tell them that I caught a cold yesterday and I can't get out of bed today."
In the bedroom, Ji Sheng was lying on the hospital bed with pale lips, covered with two layers of quilts, and shivering all over. The doctor was taking his pulse.
Yesterday he had been thinking hard about how he could have a reason not to go to the government office to ask for permission today. Finally, he came up with a solution, which was to get sick.
Although the coldest time had passed, the early spring nights were still very cold. Ji Sheng wore thin clothes and stood in the yard in the cold wind all night. He even took a cold shower for fear that the effect would not be so slow.
I can't show my weakness in front of my classmates, and being sick is the best excuse.
I need to rest for at least ten days or half a month due to this illness, so I can avoid invitations from my classmates.
Brother Ji Sheng listened to his younger brother's words and asked in confusion: "Where are your classmates? I just came in from the door, and there was no one outside?"
"No one is here. This is impossible. We agreed yesterday to go to the government office to ask for orders today. We should have arrived long ago."
Ji Sheng was a little puzzled, and then continued: "Maybe my classmates were delayed by something. How about you go to their homes and tell them about my brother's situation."
"In my opinion, your classmates have also caught a cold and fallen ill."
The old doctor who was treating Ji Sheng suddenly spoke up. Seeing Ji Sheng's puzzled expression, he stroked his beard and said, "Before I came to your house today, I had already visited several families. They all had students who caught a cold last night. I think they must be your classmates."
Ji Sheng: ...
Brother Jisheng: ...
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The anti-merchant turmoil in Shangyang County dissipated within just half a month.
Although the gentry were dissatisfied with the departure of those students , they had large families and powerful businesses, so they did not dare to rush to the front to oppose the court. What's more, they ran many shops themselves and were also vested interests.
At the same time, due to the influence of Shangyang City, the entire Canglan County began to slowly accept the policies of the court.
"Sir, are you sending it to the capital?"
"Yes, send it to the An Mansion in the capital."
Lin Ye handed Xu Bo a letter. The letter was written to An Zisheng. There was only one sentence in the letter: Shangyang City Model.
If An Zisheng was smart enough, he would learn from his experience in dealing with the anti-business methods in Shangyang City .
"I'm going to be in seclusion recently. If you don't have anything to do, don't disturb me."
After handing the envelope to Xu Bo, Lin Ye decided to return to the other world. This time he stayed in the other world for two months, which was considered a relatively long time for him.
Now that the storm is over, it's time to return to the real world.
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Real world.
The day after Lin Ye returned to the real world, he received a message asking for help.
The message was sent by his college classmate Liu Shuming.
"Lin Ye is here. I have encountered a difficult situation and need help urgently."
After seeing the news, Lin Ye called back directly.
"Lin Ye, it's great that you're here. I've encountered something and I'm not sure about it. I need your help."
"What's the matter?" Lin Ye was a little curious. Liu Shuming had already joined the hall and worshipped the weasel, becoming a disciple who went out to perform rituals. The weasel was quite powerful.
"A woman was haunted by a ghost and came to my house. My guardian deity said that the ghost was quite powerful and it might not be its match."
"Then why don't you ask Consultant Li?"
"Consultant Li? I originally wanted to find him, but my family's guardian deity said that Consultant Li is useless." Liu Shuming's words were more tactful. The guardian deity's original words were that it would be more useful to bring a black dog than to find him.
"The location is in Qu City?"
"No, that woman is from Yuzhang City."
"I'm buying a ticket now."
Yuzhang is the capital of Gan Province. Lin Ye did not expect that Liu Shuming had only been a martial arts disciple for a short time, but his business had already spread to the provincial capital.
