"If you want grain merchants to sell grain, you will not drive Wen Fei's demonic path out of Tokyo!" The grain merchants publicly declared that a storm against Wen Fei would soon form.

Before it was dark, a large number of Tokyo people gathered outside Wen Fei's mansion. At first, these people were still a little afraid, but as more and more people became more and more, the emotions gradually became out of control.

When Wen Fei returned to the Northern Song Dynasty, there were already three floors outside Wen Fei's mansion, and I don't know how many people surrounded him. If Kaifeng Mansion had not been able to find something wrong, he sent someone to protect Wen Fei's mansion, maybe when Wen Fei came back, his house would be almost the same as Zhou Baiwan, and he might have been demolished by the excited people.

In order to achieve the greatest dramatic effect, Wen Fei's appearance did not appear in the mansion. Instead, it was at the door. Many guys with ulterior motives or instigated rushed to the front. From time to time, people picked up stones and other things, crossed the yamen runners and soldiers, and smashed towards Wen Fei's door.

"Let the demon get out of Tokyo City, we won't welcome him here!" someone shouted loudly.

"That's right, that's right. When the demon came, it offended the grain merchants' association, which made us not have enough food to eat!" Someone echoed and shouted, and immediately received echoes from countless people.

Human nature is often like this, and you like to shift the blame to people you can afford. For example, when a bandit comes to a village, a hero fights back and kills the bandits away. As a result, next time the bandits send more people here, this village often does not unite and fights the bandits away under the leadership of the hero. Instead, the biggest possibility is to tie the hero and hand over it over, hoping to get the safety of the village...

The situation was a bit similar at this time. For the sake of their own belly, these people were preparing to drive Wen Fei out of Tokyo.

As the people accumulate more and more, the yamen runners in Kaifeng Prefecture can no longer bear it. Fortunately, a team of imperial guards were quickly sent to protect Wen Fei's mansion.

Song Huizong Zhao Ji was so angry that he threw things in Huining Palace: "I'm so bold, so bold. These people from the grain trade association dare to stop the market at will. I really think that I don't dare to deal with them!"

The eunuch Lan Congxi whispered: "It's also this immortal master who is too arrogant and directly smashed Zhou Baiwan's house. This was not a big deal, but the immortal master actually dispatched a thousand cavalry... The official can think that this dynasty has the strictest control over soldiers. Wen can send so many people to smash Zhou Baiwan's house. What if he incites these soldiers to rebel?"

As soon as Lan Congxi said this, Song Huizong was shocked. The Song Dynasty was most wary of the army's rebellion in all dynasties. After all, Zhao Kuangyin's throne was obtained from the yellow robe. Even if he was to mobilize a soldier and a soldier, he had to go through extremely complicated procedures. However, this immortal master had nothing, and could mobilize a thousand cavalry in the Tokyo city under the feet of the emperor... What if he killed him in the palace?

The string that Zhao family was most wary of was easily beaten by Lan Congxi's words. The original anger towards the grain commerce guild was transferred to suspicion of Wen Fei.

If others were to be framed by Lan Congxi, but Wen Fei was also surrounded by Song Huizong. But at this moment, Yang Jian glanced at Lan Congxi with a squint, and suddenly burst into laughter.

After laughing like this, Lan Congxi was a little angry and embarrassed, and Zhao Ji became puzzled: "Parent Yang, why are you laughing at?"

Yang Jian laughed three times again and said, "Why did the official family invite the immortal master to the capital? Isn't it because the immortal master is a true immortal? He has great magical powers and boundless magic power? Waving his hand can make the Yellow River crack and swallow tens of thousands of Xixia people into it. The official family, this is what I have seen with my own eyes!"

When Lan Congxi heard Yang Jian talk about this, he knew that something was wrong. Song Huizong nodded greatly, but Yang Jian said, "Shuchen said something ruthless. Is this immortal master really not good to the official family, and do you still need those cavalry?"

Yes! Song Huizong suddenly realized that he had just been suspicious about such a simple truth, so he forgot the simplest thing. Thinking of this, Song Huizong secretly wiped out a cold sweat and drew Lan Congxi fiercely, thinking that he almost heard this guy's provocation and offended the immortal master.

Yang Jian smiled slightly and said, "What's more, the official family. Do you think the immortal master is so ignorant of the importance of the matter, and he just goes to smash the houses of Zhou Mianjia?"

Song Huizong was a little confused. He naturally had his own means to be the emperor. He naturally had his own eyes and ears. Of course, he knew the grudge between Wen Fei and Zhao Tingzhi, and even knew that Zhou Baiwan set up a plan to harm Wen Fei with magic.

"The Immortal Master is a master of Taoism, how could he be so narrow-minded! I followed the Immortal Master into Beijing all the way, knowing that the Immortal Master is so compassionate... There is actually something else in this matter..." Yang Jian said, and glanced at Lan Congxi with a squint eyes.

It was so obvious that Song Huizong naturally saw it. But he was curious at this time and was about to continue listening to see what Wen Fei was doing. For Song Huizong, he had already enjoyed everything in the world, and wealth and power could no longer impress him (of course, he could not lose it). The only thing that could still attract him now was the vague way of immortality, immortality...

And the immortal master Wen Fei naturally put the greatest hope of Song Huizong. Therefore, he was naturally very interested in Wen Fei's every move. He said to Lan Congxi: "Company Lan, you go out first!"

Lan Congxi felt very hated, but Zhao Ji had already spoken, so he naturally didn't dare to stay, so as not to find boredom again. He hated Yang Jian so much that he wanted to peel off his bones.

Yang Jian cared about Lan Congxi's eyes, and he sneered in his heart. The old thing who didn't know how to fight against the immortal master was not afraid of being killed and then he would be sent to the eighteenth level of hell...

"Pan Yang, there is no one anymore, you can say it!" Zhao Ji's face was a little unhappy.

Yang Jian smiled and said, "Those grain merchants do evil and exploit the people. The officials also know that these unscrupulous merchants hoarded goods and united every year when the grain harvest was bumper, lowering the purchase price. However, in the famine, they raised the price of grain and snatched food from the mouths of ordinary people. Every year, they didn't know how many people starved to death because these unscrupulous merchants raised prices and could not afford to buy food!"

After hearing this, Song Huizong nodded greatly. Everyone is a flashlight, only illuminating others, not illuminating themselves. Just like a bad guy, when watching movies, when seeing those villains, they often grit their teeth in hatred, but they didn't expect that their actions are actually no worse than those of the bad guys in the movies. (To be continued. Please search for Astronomy, novels are better, updated and faster!)
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