Fengmanlou

In mid-July, there was the funeral of the late emperor.

Of course, this is the biggest thing of the day.

As for what happened during this period, the conviction of Cui He, the first leader, and the summary of the cause of death of Chen Wang Qiwei are all trivial matters.

In this day when many things need to be settled and finalized, countless people are running around.

One hundred and twenty-seven members of the Yanfa School once again took off their official robes and gowns, took to the streets, bit their fingers with their teeth, and wrote the word "injustice" with blood.

Countless people watched quietly from the houses on both sides of the road where they gathered.

Many people are willing to give support.

But no one dared to give support.

Everyone is against the war.

…

Things that usually cost four cents or five cents are now half as expensive. Is that still worth it?

It goes against the legal traditions of the saints and the orthodox principles of the Dayun Dynasty ancestors’ uprising against the previous dynasty.

His Royal Highness the King of Song, who had not been allowed to participate in the sacrifice, stood on the second floor of the street teahouse with a gloomy face, overlooking the procession of scholars and bureaucrats blocking the procession.

"Take further away."

"Tear down this flag." The man wearing a monocle frowned when he saw the flag: "Don't waste the late Emperor's time."

"It has increased by more than half." Master Zhou said.

"How much has it increased?" Chu Tianshu didn't pay too much attention. The rise and fall of food is common: "Zhou Porridge, give the money to Master Zhou."

No matter what the reason for the opposition, at this moment, except for this school of thought that is destined to die, the public is indifferent and silent.

"Brothers are also grateful for the late emperor's kindness in giving porridge and medicine many times."

The members of the Yanfa School all knelt down and then separated on both sides of the road.

But the flag cannot be removed.

"Then who knows?" Master Zhou shook his head: "This is not what I should care about."

People from the Yanfa School blocked the procession carrying the coffin of the late emperor.

…

"Yes, yes." Master Zhou nodded quickly: "I almost forgot about this. It is said that the price of food will rise in the future. I was just about to ask Mr. Chu to give me more money so that I can stock up on some hard goods.

To prevent food prices from rising again in the future."

"That's good." When Qin Zheng heard this reply, he stopped paying attention and just focused on his wife again.

They just need to think about what to eat today, which is more practical.

The team holding the flag looked pitiful.

Qin Zheng and Qin Yi supported Princess Heyang.

"It's increased by more than half." Master Zhou said quickly: "Don't misunderstand me, Mr. Chu. Although I, Zhou, occasionally bring some food from the kitchen to feed my children, I definitely don't have the courage to deceive you.

It’s true that the price of food has inexplicably increased so much today!”

Chu Tianshu frowned, thought again and again, and put down his pen: "Master Zhou, you don't have to cook for me at noon. I'll go out."

Qin Zheng supported his wife and turned his head slightly when he saw the team stopped.

"Master Zhou, why do you need to pay again today?" Zhou Zhou opened his eyes wide.

Princess Heyang did not feel sad because she did not mention the death of her eldest brother on weekdays.

"It's today." Chu Tianshu was stunned, but he shook his head after a moment: "No, the burial of the late emperor will not affect the price of food."

But the sad atmosphere is not the main tone.

But their flag is still there.

Some people object simply because they think it is wrong.

"Yes." Master Zhou sighed: "Who would have thought of this?"

There are too many variables.

…

"The late emperor was a kind man and implemented benevolent policies in line with the great righteousness."

Behind him, Yue Shan bowed: "Back to the auxiliary government, the matter has been settled."

Chu Tianshu's thoughts moved slightly: "Is it because there is going to be a war?"

King Li adjusted his glasses: "Kill them."

Chu Tianshu stopped correcting his homework.

"No... Oh, by the way, the late emperor is going to be buried today."

In the queue, a man wearing monocle myopia glasses came out with an angry look on his face.

"Today the late Emperor is buried, and many things are inconvenient to do."

"It's like this, Chu Gong." Master Zhou in the kitchen explained to Chu Tianshu who was correcting homework next to him: "This is because when I went to buy vegetables this morning, I found that the prices of food on the market have increased. Normally,

The money is not enough to buy food for the few of us today."

"Master Zhou, with the increase in food prices today... why don't you buy more rice, noodles and cooking fumes to stockpile them in the factory warehouse?"

"This shouldn't be the case. We have never seen this happen before."

"The late emperor was most taboo about killing his own people during his lifetime."

"Our great cause will not be rushed today."

Chu Tianshu nodded: "Zhou Zhou, give Master Zhou more money."

"It is our great fortune and our misfortune to have such an emperor."

The normally aloof bureaucrats used their bodies to protect the flag.

Bullying is wrong.

However, the life and death of an emperor, as well as weddings and funerals, are unlikely to affect the most basic food prices.

Others are opposed to it because others oppose it, so they also oppose it.

Foreign aggression is wrong.

It's useless for people at the bottom to think so much.

Changes in food prices have caused great panic among the people at the bottom.

"good."

Although this princess had fallen out with the royal family a long time ago because she insisted on getting married, she still had to attend the funeral.

Chu Tianshu was walking on the street, and there were people in a hurry everywhere.

"Isn't it?" Zhou Zhou said: "Although food prices increased during the wars in the past, they never increased by this much."

Some people oppose it because their vital interests will be damaged by the war.

Some people on the street spontaneously mourned for the late emperor.

"What?"

Nervous, that's what.

If the late emperor's time was not to be delayed, the coffin would have to pass under the banner.

"Did anything big happen today?" Chu Tianshu asked.

Unexplained and abnormal changes in food prices are always the ones at the bottom who are the first to feel it.

Either...

It's a pity that such a person died young.

Zhou Zhou raised his head and looked at Chu Tianshu.

Today, when the late emperor entered the mausoleum, she cried so much that she could no longer stand still.

The order went down.

That flag of injustice written with huge words in blood.

After Cui Yin settled the conversation, the workers below calmed down, and some even wiped their tears quietly.

"Who are you and what's the matter? You dare to block the late emperor's burial? Do you want to rebel?"

Although the temple is high, many things can indeed affect the lowest levels of the country.

The procession of filial piety was magnificent.

"We are not ungrateful beasts. Today is the grand day when the late Emperor is laid to rest, so the restlessness in the scene must be stabilized one by one."

——During his reign, the late emperor did indeed do a lot of practical things and gave the farmers and workers at the bottom a way to survive.

Some things need to be advanced.

Chu Tianshu couldn't believe it: "It's really increased by so much?"

"Is there a disaster somewhere?" Chu Tianshu was a little unsure.

They are all looting food.

Judging from this situation and the mood of the masses, food prices will probably still rise tomorrow.

Someone is up to something.

But why?
Chapter completed!