While many scholars and businessmen had gathered outside the Metropolitan Procuratorate to demand reforms from the imperial court, more and more workers, farmers and other classes of people were arriving in the capital.
As a result, the capital city of the Ming Dynasty was suddenly overcrowded.
The city was already crowded and crowded.
If you look around casually, you can see a dense sea of human heads.
It's not much better outside the city.
All the inns were full of people.
Many private houses also operate as accommodation services.
There are even those who don’t want to spend money and put up hoods outside. Looking around, the hoods outside the city are connected into a patchwork, as if millions of troops are stationed outside the city at once.
And outside the gate of the Metropolitan Procuratorate, more and more people came.
The scholars and businessmen who were gathering outside the gate of the Metropolitan Procuratorate to demand reforms from the imperial court felt uncomfortable and even panicked as if they were suffering from trypophobia when they saw more and more common people appearing.
Although the people who came were unarmed civilians, not officers and soldiers with loaded weapons.
Because millions of people suddenly poured into the capital.
As a result, the number of people coming to the street outside the Duchayuan Gate, plus the people who originally lived in this area, suddenly numbered in the tens of thousands, and the whole street was packed.
And the tens of thousands of scholars and businessmen who petitioned for reform were like a stream swallowed by the sea, and there was no formation that could make people frightened at all.
"There are too many people and it's too noisy. We can't hear each other clearly!"
Geng Zhiyuan complained depressedly at this time.
But not long after he said that, he was knocked back a few steps by a powerful worker who walked towards him without noticing him.
Geng Zhiyuan was about to scold him when he was hit by someone coming from behind.
By the time he reacted, the powerful worker who had bumped into him had already walked away.
Even, for a while, because the continuous flow of people became more and more, just like the scene in a popular tourist area during the Golden Week in later generations, these people's flow directly forced Geng Zhiyuan to take several steps back.
Gao Zhibi, who was following him, had to take a few steps back: "How can we call on the court to change the law?! If this continues, our assembled team will be scattered!"
"I finally understand why Your Majesty issued an order to summon the people from all over the world to Beijing. This is to make us fall into the vast ocean formed by the people from all over the world, so that we will be annihilated!"
Geng Zhiyuan said while following the flow of people.
He had to follow, because if he stood still, people behind him would bump into each other one after another until he was knocked down and trampled under his feet.
If that happens, everyone may be trampled to death!
As a result, the formation formed by Geng Zhiyuan and other tens of thousands of scholars and businessmen who demanded political reform was dispersed by the flow of people.
Later, Geng Zhiyuan didn't know how far he had followed the flow of people, and he could no longer find his hometown friends such as Gao Zhibi and Wang Yiyan.
"Brother Gao!"
"Brother Wang!"
"Where are you?!"
Geng Zhiyuan felt an inexplicable fear.
Even though he is surrounded by people, and no one is hostile to him, because he is unfamiliar with these people, he feels extremely scared, so much so that he shouts in fear and screams in fear. Trying hard to find his partner.
Gao Zhibi and Wang Yiyan were also looking for Geng Zhiyuan and other hometown friends, following the flow of people.
But these flows of people seem to have no direction of coming and going, just like they are doing irregular Brownian motion. People have no clue and can only drift with the flow, so that they cannot find their own people at all.
And the number of people is still increasing.
So although people are constantly flowing inside and outside the capital, there is an illusion that they are all at a standstill.
But only Geng Zhiyuan and others who are in the crowd know how helpless they are now as the density of crowds increases.
Even when he shouted slogans calling for political reform a few times, his voice was quickly lost in the crowd.
No matter how loud he shouted his slogans calling for political reform, no one would notice him.
“Can we still hear the calls for reform now?”
Zhu Youxiao asked about Zhu Ciwei here.
"I can't hear you. Even though there are tens of thousands of scholars and businessmen petitioning the court to reform the law, it seems like there is no sound because of the heavy flow of people in the capital!"
"My father is so wise that he actually thought of using this method to solve the problem! I originally thought that everyone in the world was really asking for reform, but now that many people in the world have come to the capital, I found that everyone in the world seems to be silent. , seems to have no objections to the current policies of the imperial court!"
Zhu Ciwei replied.
"So, the real voices of the people cannot be heard!"
Zhu Youxiao smiled and replied, "We still have to find it ourselves."
Then, Zhu Youxiao asked: "How is the situation of the strike?"
"Shops everywhere have started to open one after another. With so many people coming in, merchants are rushing to start their business. They are afraid of missing out on the opportunity to make a fortune, so they are not willing to go on strike!"
"As my father expected, all the stalls added by Shuntian Mansion were occupied by the sudden increase in vendors. Therefore, not only did the market not go on strike, but the business was even more prosperous than before."
Zhu Ciwei replied with a smile.
"What about the strike?"
Zhu Youxiao asked again.
"There are no more students and teachers on strike, and they even dare not leave the school. Although the streets outside are full of ordinary people, not bandits, robbers, or patients suffering from the plague, the scholars are avoiding them like tigers! It seems, It’s as if the people outside will eat them alive.”
Zhu Ciwei said with a smile: "Father, you haven't seen that some scholars cried and wanted to go back to school because they were scattered by the crowd."
"This is the power of the people. Even if they are not afraid of life and death, they will be afraid of the power formed by the people in the world, and they can either integrate with them and follow them, or they can only hide! But if they want to go against the flow of people, He can only be trampled to death!"
As Zhu Youxiao spoke, he ordered: "Follow me to Chengtianmen, and lead the imperial guards in the city to ask the people to come to Chengtianmen to see me."
"According to the order!"
…
At this time, Geng Zhiyuan no longer knew where he was in the capital. He couldn't even decide where he was going next. He couldn't even decide whether he should leave or stop.
Even though he was tired, thirsty and hungry now.
Although the nearby store has refused to go on strike and opened its shop.
But because there were too many people, he could no longer go in and find a place to have some tea, soup, food or anything.
In addition, he also disliked sitting and eating with these workers and peasants.
Geng Zhiyuan just wants to go home now. He feels that he is in great pain now.
"I want to go back!"
"I want to go back to Jiangnan!"
Geng Zhiyuan cried because of this.
…
"Your Majesty ordered that all the people should go to Chengtian Gate to see the Holy Spirit!"
"Your Majesty ordered that all the people should go to Chengtian Gate to see the Holy Spirit!"
"Your Majesty ordered that all the people should go to Chengtian Gate to see the Holy Spirit!"
And just when Geng Zhiyuan was in great pain, the Jin Yiwei appeared out of nowhere and started shouting for the people to go to Chengtianmen.
"Go to Chengtianmen! The emperor is there!"
"Go to Chengtianmen! The emperor is there!"
"Go to Chengtianmen! Where is the emperor?"
…
Many people actually didn't know where Chengtian Gate was, but they just shouted along.
And the resulting sound wave became louder and louder.
Suddenly the entire silent flow of people seemed no longer silent.
Geng Zhiyuan had no choice but to put away his tears and continue to follow the flow of people. He actually couldn't tell which direction the Chengtian Gate was. He didn't even want to go to the Chengtian Gate to see the king, but it was no longer up to him.
But fortunately, the stream of people Geng Zhiyuan was in was actually relatively close to Chengtian Gate, so he quickly followed the stream of people to get here and stopped where he was.
Moreover, Geng Zhiyuan actually saw the Emperor Zhu Youxiao who was on the gate tower.
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