"What's going on?"

It has only been more than half an hour since Fu Yingxing entered the city and entered the Supervisory Office, but the changes in the city have changed dramatically.

A man ran over in a panic and said anxiously:

"It's not good to have a big shot. Those troublemakers gathered a lot of people to come to us!"

"What?" Fu Yingxing was stunned and asked:

"How many people have come to them? Send factory servants to expel them first!"

When the monk heard this, he looked embarrassed, "No, big shot, there are more people coming this time than the last time, and now there are probably thousands of people!"

"All the way they came to Zhengyang Street...!"

"Zhengyang Street..." Fu Yingxing murmured, "Isn't that just two streets away from the Supervisory Office?"

"Why did this happen just now when I entered the city!"

After all, the Supervisory Office is not a military camp, and there are only more than 1,000 factory servants, most of which are scattered throughout Suzhou City.

There are only three or five hundred people who are still in the Supervisory Office.

"Big head..." One head asked over and saw Fu Yingxing sitting on the chair motionless, as if he was frightened.

"Send someone to Nanjing!" Fu Yingxing suddenly slapped the table and said, "You must tell the Governor of Jiangnan Camp Huang Degong!"

When the stallion heard this, he asked puzzledly:

"There are 20,000 troops in the city, why should we look far away? Even if there are many rioters who cause trouble, isn't 20,000 troops still enough?"

When Fu Yingxing heard this, he sneered and told the truth.

"Twenty thousand? That's just a number on the books."

"The court has rectified the five provinces and nine borders of the Central Plains, but over the years, it has not moved the seven provinces in the south of the Yangtze River because the water here is too deep!"

"The entire Jiangnan Province has 120,000 troops garrisoned. In fact, it would be good if the total number is 20,000!"

"Suzhou City said there were 20,000 troops. According to my estimate, there were only one or two thousand people. It was a dream to expect these people to quell the rebellion..."

As he said that, Fu Yingxing reacted and urged him sternly:

"Go quickly, don't delay!"

The monk nodded when he heard this, turned around and walked. He had just walked a few steps, but he heard the noise outside the supervisory office.

He looked up and shook his foot and headed straight for the small door of the backyard.

When Cui Chengxiu saw that the person who reported the news had left, he sorted out the fish scale suits of the Dongchang large-scale head, and sneered again:

"Let's go, let me see."

"I want to see today whether these timid rats dare to break into the Supervisory Office!"

......

"Smash the Supervisory Office!"

"The Supervisory Department is the master of the power eagle and dogs, collecting taxes indiscriminately and tying people and paying a lot of miscellaneous taxes. We scholars like us should be well-read on the books of sages, so we should be righteous for the people!"

At this time, the chaotic crowd had already arrived outside the Supervisory Office from Yingchun Pavilion.

The fans were as if they were facing a great enemy, and drove out the guards outside the door, holding their hands on the knife handle, and looking vigilantly at the crowded scene in front of them.

"Don't let your mother goofy fart!"

A loud shout suddenly came from the yamen, and Fu Yingxing stepped out, his cold eyes slowly swept through the crowd.

As the leader of the Dongchang military service that Wei Zhongxian relied most today, Fu Yingxing's reputation was even more serious than that of the four major families of the Jinyiwei.

His eyes glanced across the place where scholars, people, or the scammers who were hiding in it were all terrified.

"I'll ask you, in recent years, we can go to your home to collect land tax?" Fu Yingxing asked casually at a follower man in the crowd.

"No, no..." The man felt guilty in his heart and took a few steps back.

"Since there is no, why do you follow these Donglin rats who are seeking fame and making trouble along the street? You can tell that participating in the riot is a crime of beheading!"

Fu Yingxing's face changed rapidly, and he waved and shouted, "Go down!"

"yes!"

The men immediately stepped forward and tied the man to the ground. They dragged him into the Supervisory Office in full view.

This thunderous method immediately scared the people on the street, looked at each other and was at a loss.

Yang Nianru, Ma Jie, Zhou Wenyuan, and Chen Yang, four scholars and leaders looked at each other and came out to say.

"There are only hundreds of people, and we are ten times more likely to be!"

"That's right, don't be scared by these harsh and weak characters. Follow us to rush forward and smash the supervisory authority!"

"This person is the nephew of the current eunuch Wei Zhongxian. He has done many evil deeds and is sad to do illegal things. Our noble and righteous people should kill this person to thank the world!"

As soon as the four of them shouted, the scholars also shouted angrily.

For a moment, the atmosphere around was once again motivated, and the rioters and scholars were about to rush into the Supervisory Office.

Fu Yingxing took a big step, but he was not afraid at all.

He pulled out his sword and shouted angrily:

"I see who dares-!"

"This is the Dongchang Supervisor's Office. Those who trespassed and investigated the court later, all of which were considered as rebellious!"

As the words came to the ground, the players pulled out the Dongchang official double swords on their waists.

The two sides are tense and have the same power as water and fire.

At this moment, a gong sounded, but Suzhou magistrate Kou Shen arrived with the yamen runners from Suzhou magistrate's yamen.

There were not many yamen runners, only thirty or fifty, but they still opened up a path among thousands.

Kou Shen stopped everyone and said:

"Everyone, the imperial court collects taxes and smashes the supervision department is not a solution. I will listen to my advice and go back!"

"Otherwise, once the fans take revenge, everyone will suffer from the disaster!"

Kou Shen's words seemed to be admonishing, but in fact they were pulling the edge. What they said was as sharp as a bayonet in the ears of the Dongchang people.

"Kou Shen!" Fu Yingxing said sternly: "You are so great, how could the court collect taxes? What the court collects is just commercial taxes!"

"Business tax, taxation, how can we confuse it!"

"You are still the only one who is the parents of the people of Suzhou. Can you deserve this title?"

After hearing this "truth", Kou Shen's face was not fluctuating. He smiled slightly and turned around and said:

"Fu big head, that's about the same."

"This official is loved by the people of Suzhou. This is a well-known fact. This time I came to talk about peace for Dongchang. Why is it still indiscriminate?"

Fu Yingxing became more and more angry as he heard it. As he was no longer a human being inside and outside, he waved his hand and shouted:

"Give him to me!"

"yes!"

The fans were about to step forward, but the crowd around them was instantly in an uproar.

Kou Shen actually has a good reputation in Suzhou. With his joining, coupled with such a hypocritical approach just now, the people are more convinced that they are the justice side this time.

When they saw that the players were about to take action, they rushed forward one after another.

The men just wanted to capture Kou Shen. The people were not allowed to do so. The two sides pushed and shoved each other. The scene was in chaos and an accident soon occurred.

A man accidentally injured a middle-aged woman's lower abdomen, and blood flowed into a river.

The scene suddenly became quiet.
Chapter completed!