"This mere businessman dares to come here with anger. He thinks too highly of himself!" A scholar in white clothes flicked his sleeves and said with disdain: "It's a good thing that our prince is a kind man, otherwise, who can treat him like this?"

Do disabled businessmen look upon you?"

"If he has no evil intentions about prohibited things and tax evasion, then what's the harm if he investigates the matter?" Another scholar from a poor family responded: "I think he is violating the prohibition and evading taxes, and that's why he's acting like this!

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"The prince acts in accordance with the laws of the Dongsheng Dynasty. How dare he have any dissatisfaction?" The scholar in white just now shouted coldly.

Seeing the discussion gradually rising among the crowd, the old man from before coughed slightly, and the scene fell silent.

But among the people present, there were many people with sharp minds. They secretly observed the secrets and could not help but feel powerful in their hearts.

On the boat, Prince Chen only said a few words, which made the talented scholars in Fengcheng feel disgusted with the thirteenth gentleman Zhuang Ming.

In fact, in the minds of scholars and literati, all things are said to be inferior, but reading is the only one that is superior.

Those merchants were considered low-grade in the Dongsheng Dynasty.

No matter how wealthy Zhuang Ming was, in their eyes, he was just a mere merchant, ignorant of elegant poetry, ignorant of court affairs, and just a common man in the city.

In six years, he started from scratch and became the richest man in the Sixteenth Prefecture of Huai'an. Although it is like a legend, in the eyes of many literati, it is just that they are focused on their official career and do not want to wrong themselves. Otherwise, if they choose the way of business, how will they get that village?

Ming gained the title of the richest man?

As for those people from poor families, most of the time, it is out of jealousy.

It is said that Zhuang Ming was extremely extravagant. Just to take a bath every day, he would take a medicinal bath and spend a hundred taels of money.

Such a sum of money can be enough to replace several maids, and can support poor scholars like them to eat and drink for a long time.

To a poor man who dared not eat meat for three meals or light a lamp at night, Zhuang Ming was simply a vicious person.

What's more, Dang Ji wrote a sentence angrily with a flourish of pen and ink.

"While the rich wine and meat smell, the road with frozen bone."

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And on the other building ship.

The corner of Zhuang Ming's mouth curled up into a smile, with a hint of mockery.

The young dragon in his sleeve has twinkling eyes.

When it comes to sensing, the young dragon is more sensitive than the martial arts masters of the Dongsheng Dynasty.

The movements on the nearby ship were hidden from the eyes and ears of the martial arts master, but not from the perception of the young dragon.

"In the Dongsheng Dynasty, the status of scholars is very high, and their pens are as sharp as knives. If they are disgusted by this, or even worse, they smear it with words, fabricate their deeds, and pour dirty water on them, then from now on, the reputation of Zhuang's firm will plummet.

, the notoriety has spread far beyond Huai'an and throughout the Dongsheng Dynasty, but it is really difficult to wash away the stigma."

Zhuang Ming sat upright, his expression as usual, and thoughts flashed through his mind: "These few great scholars alone have extremely high status, reputation, and connections in Fengcheng... This king with a different surname is one of only a few."
Chapter completed!