Xie Sanbin took advantage of the opportunity to sit on a chair next to him, but only sat on half of his buttocks, looking very respectful.

Qian Qianyi stroked his beard and nodded slightly, secretly thinking that his influence among the scholars was quite large. Even though the domineering prince implemented a new type of education and attracted a large number of scholars, there were still scholars who refused to accept his influence.

set.

Xie Sanbin sat for a while, and seeing his gentle expression, he said: "Sir, the crown prince is coming with a fierce force. As soon as he arrived in Jiangnan, he implemented a series of new policies, such as dividing people into acres, paying grain to the gentry as one, collecting commercial taxes, etc. These are all in

As for us, the Jiangnan gentry, do we really have to sit back and wait for death?"

Qian Qianyi made no secret of it and said: "This is really a ridiculous policy. This is an attempt to seize the people's wealth and compete with the people for profit. Qian is absolutely unacceptable!"

Seeing his indignant look, Xie Sanbin suddenly understood. He quickly stood up, saluted, and said: "Sir, you have served the country and the people, and the students admire him endlessly!"

Qian Qianyi waved his hand and said: "As scholars, we should follow the example of our ancestors and dare to speak and act."

Xie Sanbin secretly despised him. What the old man said so grandly was not for his own benefit.

The name Qian has been associated with many landowners' lands. Not only has he received benefits from various parties over the years, he has also purchased fields and land, and opened dozens of shops. Once the prince's new policy is implemented, he will lose his skin.

How can this old man bear it? It would be strange if he didn't object!

Xie Sanbin asked tentatively: "Sir, the student was entrusted by several companies in Wujiang and came to ask you. I don't know how you want to respond?"

Qian Qianyi smiled and said: "It's not how I want to deal with it, but how you want to deal with it."

He continued: "These new policies have not only caused great harm to everyone's interests, but also cut off countless people's financial paths, just like water transportation..."

Xie Sanbin suddenly woke up and said: "You mean that we use the assassination of Zhu Dadian to fan the flames and resist the New Deal?"

Qian Qianyi nodded while stroking his beard: "Not only us, Fushe must also take action. Didn't Zhang Pu write "The Tombstone Story of Five People" more than ten years ago? The worst is, let him write another one, and

It’s time for businessmen to stand up and safeguard their rights.”

Xie Sanbin said with some worry: "Now there are a large number of Tianwu troops stationed in various prefectures in southern Zhili. If they..."

Qian Qianyi's face suddenly turned ugly. Thinking of how he was thrown out of Nanjing by a general named Li from the Tianwu Army, he became furious. These warriors were completely unreasonable and were a troublesome existence.

After thinking for a while, Qian Qianyi calmed down and continued: "As long as we have enough momentum, I don't believe that the prince would dare to do anything to us. The gentry in Suzhou Prefecture have resisted taxes not once or twice, but the rioting citizens have also killed officials.

There are quite a few Emperor Shenzong who can't do anything to us. He is a prince, and he seems too young!"

In the 27th year of Wanli, Sun Long, the weaving eunuch of Suzhou and Hangzhou, was ordered to "lead Suzhou and Hangzhou and other prefectures to collect taxes", that is, to collect various commercial taxes from Suzhou and the surrounding prefectures and counties of Hangzhou.

Sun Long, the weaving eunuch, originally wanted to crack down on tax evasion, but as a result, a civil uprising was triggered. Suzhou's industrial and commercial strikes went on strike. Many silk industry workers went out in groups to kill the tax inspectors.

He ran away and hid in anxiety for two days before sneaking into a small boat at night and escaping to Hangzhou. He never dared to patrol Suzhou again.

Thinking of the Suzhou anti-tax incident, Xie Sanbin felt more confident. He suggested to Qian Qianyi: "Since the prince has also taken action against water transportation, should we find those nobles to carry out activities and add fuel to the fire?"

Are you sure of winning?"

Qian Qianyi glanced at him appreciatively, laughed and said, "It's a good idea, it's time to take a walk with them."

Xie Sanbin immediately felt relieved after hearing this. The two of them looked at each other and sneered.

Landowners, businessmen, scholars, nobles, and all parties jointly boycotted the New Deal. Under the overwhelming pressure and conspiracies, they were afraid that the prince would not know how he would die in the future.

Later, Xie Sanbin went to Nanjing in person to find Zhang Pu, the leader of Fushe, and relayed Qian Qianyi's thoughts.

Zhang Pu couldn't bear it when he heard that the leader of the Donglin Party could not stand it anymore and readily agreed. This was something he could only dream of.

Zhang Pu personally wrote the long-awaited "Jinling Anti-Tax Public Exposure" in a eloquent way.

The article concludes by asking all scholars in the world who are interested in opposing landownership and commercial taxation to hold the Jinling Conference in Qixia City, Nanjing on the first day of the fourteenth year of Chongzhen's reign to put pressure on the imperial court and jointly resist the crown prince's various evil policies.

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Wuxi County, Changzhou Prefecture, lies on the Yangtze River to the north, Taihu Lake to the south, and the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal runs through it. Since ancient times, it has been a land of fish and rice, known as the cloth wharf, money wharf, kiln wharf, silk capital, and rice market.

In the 32nd year of Wanli, Donglin scholar Gu Xiancheng and others gathered here to give lectures and founded Donglin Academy, which became famous for a while. After development in recent decades, Donglin Academy has become a gathering place for humanities in the Jiangnan region and an important forum for discussing state affairs.

Public opinion center.

There are several main streets in Wuxi city, all of which are equipped with squares. At this time, many wealthy businessmen from the south of the Yangtze River gathered in large houses in the most prosperous alley in the middle of the street.

The mansion is luxuriously decorated, the hall is spacious and gorgeous, and the merchants seated inside are all dressed in brocade robes, showing their aura of wealth and wealth. The rule that merchants are not allowed to wear silk has long been thrown out of the window.

A group of businessmen sat on exquisite huanghuali chairs, leaning or sideways, chatting and laughing slowly, casually greeting each other, and concluded tens of thousands of taels of transactions.

The fine wine they drank was not branded wine, but wine brewed by wealthy businessmen. Rich families in Jiangnan often started brewing their own wine. There were more than 30 varieties in Changzhou Prefecture alone, and there were even more wines on the market in Jiangnan.

There are hundreds of brands.

A city in the south of the Yangtze River consumes millions of kilograms of rice and wheat for brewing every year. It is such a luxury that people in other places who have suffered natural and man-made disasters and have been displaced cannot even dream of it.

Rich businessmen in the south of the Yangtze River are constantly bragging about their wealth and showing off their extravagance. For them, the refugees will not affect their wealthy lives. The only thing that matters is that there are more beautiful maids in the mansion who have escaped from the disaster.

While the merchants were whispering to each other and smiling softly, a butler in silk and satin walked in and said with a smile: "Masters, my master is here!"

"Mr. Wu is here?"

"Please come in quickly!"

A group of businessmen quickly stood up and looked outside the hall. Everyone was looking forward to it with smiles on their faces.

Not long after, an old man in his fifties slowly walked in with the support of a beautiful maid. He was of medium build. At first glance, he did not look like a profiteer. He looked like a serious and educated man in every gesture.

The merchants sitting next to each other bowed their hands and said hello. This old man Wu was the uncle of Wu Weiye who was offering wine at the Imperial Academy. He was also one of the most wealthy and distinguished families among the eight major surnames in Wujiang.

To be able to be ranked with the surname Wujiang, wealth is of course a necessary condition, but in addition to wealth, one must also enjoy considerable political or social prestige. The Wu family is a scholarly family and has produced many officials. Now it is in the court.

There are still many officials.
Chapter completed!