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Chapter 152: I’m afraid that the bottom class is literate

From this rebellious mouth, Gao Hanwen seemed to be torn apart when he heard another version of the story.

The background of the story is that it seems that Master Yan, a thief, is instigating this.

Originally, it would be a huge thank you to the refugees who came from the north to save their lives.

Everyone can understand the low salary. I am a gangster, and I don’t have a permit to enter Hangzhou. It is natural for me to be caught and kicked out.

You can find a stable job in so many workshops in Hangzhou. Although they are all part-time workers, they have been working more recently. There is no difference between part-time workers and long-term workers except for their wages, so they are not worried about the risk of being evicted.

But the problem lies with Master Yan, who ruins the meal.

Fortunately, I am still a scholar, and I don’t know how to be grateful to His Majesty the Emperor, to Lord Zhang, and to Lord Gao.

When encountering locals bullying the refugees, it’s okay not to step forward to comfort the refugee brothers. Instead, they only add fuel to the fire and say that so and so are also being bullied by the locals. Tell everyone to smash the pot when eating, and rebel in the nest.

Although some of us refugees in the North are literate and understand these things, most of them are reckless people who don’t know anything. All of them were incited by Master Yan and became resentful.

More than just encouraging the refugees, Mr. Yan often told the locals that we refugees came here to use low wages to take away the jobs of the locals. Otherwise, with the recent busyness of Hangzhou, their local wages would It has to be at least doubled again.

This makes the situation for us outsiders even more difficult.

Not only that, Master Yan also encouraged the second leader and leader Zhang to fight for power. If these two want to win the hearts and minds of the old parishioners, they must compete to bully us new parishioners.

How does this make our lives?

Just this morning, while Master Yan was away, we entered his room. Evidence was found that he colluded with criminals to spread cholera in Hangzhou. Before he could report to the official, he was besieged by the second leader and leader Zhang Xiao.

Fortunately, we out-of-towners are all part-time workers, and anyone nearby will return to the main altar every day. Most of their locals are long-term workers and stay with their masters. We barely won the battle with the advantage of having more people, killed the second leader, and drove away the leader of the Zhang family. Now we are waiting for the officials to punish them.

As for the attack on the dock, it was because someone was determined to stir up trouble and used the chaos to talk about going to the dock to force goods. Who wouldn't be greedy after seeing the silk, so a group of people followed and started to boo.

Their leader Xie has joined other leaders to restrain his subordinates to avoid major turmoil. Presumably, they will retreat after a while and the situation will calm down.

"Is the plot so complicated?" Gao Hanwen seemed to be asking and answering himself.

After thinking about it carefully, no matter whether the general idea is correct or not, Master Yan’s provocation should be a sure thing. Just like the Internet in later generations, there are all kinds of absurd and bizarre contradictions, but the real problem is that no one dares to say it, and whoever says it will have their account cancelled. When it comes to provoking real issues, it's basically just a matter of saying the right thing. If you say too much, you don't even need to organize, and it will naturally lead to chaos.

"Master Zhang Da, is this Master Yan like this?" Gao Hanwen turned around and shouted to the leader Zhang Da who fell at the end.

"Well, Mr. Gao, I took him in because he was a scholar. I didn't expect him to be so thoughtful. You bunch of wolf-hearted people, just hate him, why did you even kill me?" Leader Zhang Da couldn't help but feel sad.

"Teacher, let's call you "Teacher" for the last time. I accidentally injured you and started a fight. I can't control it. There is no way. We were staying in your sect for refuge. In essence, we don't believe in anything. If you don’t have an old mother, you are not a Christian. It’s better to believe in that thing than to believe in your own mother. After today’s incident, we will definitely compensate the leader Zhang. From now on, we, the refugees, and the leader will not owe each other any favors. They took us in when we were most in need. They can be regarded as our reborn parents. In the future, if Master Zhang needs it, within the scope of the Ming Dynasty Law, we will definitely repay you with every drop of kindness. Please give me your guidance."

Gao Hanwen, who was quite lively on the side, probably understood the intention of this group of refugees, which was not only to clear away their guilt, but also to draw a clear line with the White Lotus Sect.

Hey, no wonder in the past we had to guard against the literate at the bottom. With the popularization of simplified Chinese characters and pinyin letters, each one has become so refined in just half a year.

The face of leader Zhang Da suddenly turned pale. Only then did he remember that he belonged to the White Lotus Sect, which was strictly prohibited by the imperial court. He would rather kill a thousand people by mistake than let one of them go. Please remember to collect it, the latest and fastest website is free to read without anti-theft

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