Chapter 771 - 38: A Spark Ignites a Inferno—Gu Clan and Jia Wenhe?

——The major event was swiftly finalized.

The current Great Song is indeed like this. With the Imperial Censorate’s control over various regions, Gu Jun really doesn’t need to discuss with the ministers, nor does he need to inform the Emperor.

As long as he is willing, he can quickly implement a policy throughout the entire Great Song.

Of course, this would certainly come with various criticisms.

It also represents a red line.

Gu Yi also does not wish for his family to reach this point.

If...at the beginning of this game, he still harbored modern dreams about that so-called Emperor.

But now, after experiencing a thousand years, this thought has long since vanished.

A wise ruler, a foolish ruler...

A strong country, a weak country...

Over the millennia, he has witnessed countless of them.

But without exception, they all disappeared in the annals of time.

Yet the Gu Clan remains!

And the influence it exerts continues!

Based on this alone, it has already surpassed that position.

Let’s not talk about others.

Take Liu Xiu, Li Shimin...these emperors who built merits by themselves, how many people mourn them today?

Of course, there are people who mention them.

But unlike modern times.

In this era, only a few can mention them.

But ordinary people....those who haven’t even read a book, do not know them.

But these people know of the Gu Clan.

They know Gu Kang, know Gu Chen, know these saints passed down from generation to generation.

Compared to these things, the throne naturally becomes unimportant.

....

——The situation abruptly changed.

As the Changping Granaries were successively opened with full force, the situation under the whole heavens changed once again.

The Imperial Censorate had too deep control over local areas!

It included not just the imperial censors on the surface, but also the Gu Clan’s descendants in various places.

Since the time of Gu Yu, the policy of the entire Gu Clan spreading from bottom to top has never changed, and this has also been helping the Imperial Censorate to maintain the situation in all directions!

And this so-called chaos.

Also gradually crumbled with the reappearance of grain and the Gu Clan.

No one wants to risk their life causing disorder.

For the ordinary people of Kyushu, from ancient times to now, all they want is to always see the sun of tomorrow.

As long as you leave them a way out, they wouldn’t choose to rebel.

Not to mention, the Great Song has not yet reached the imperial final years!

Even as Western Xia and Liao continue spreading rumors, so what?

How can their reputation compare to the Gu Clan?

Don’t even talk about the Great Song’s people.

Even the ordinary people of Liao and Western Xia would trust the Gu Clan more!

Because the Gu Clan...has produced saints!

Si Province City.

This place is at a critical point of canal transport, and has been severely affected by the disruption of canal transport.

And precisely because of this, the impacts here are the greatest, with no small number of disturbances occurring recently.

But at this moment, the atmosphere of the entire Si Province City has completely changed.

No longer was it as heavy as before, instead, it had the flavor of the peaceful times of yore.

However, it is evident that some people are naturally unwilling to accept this.

A few men dressed in Song attire, yet their eyes carried a certain exotic dust, mingled near a bustling teahouse in the southern part of the city, spreading rumors in low voices, hidden by the crowd.

"Sigh, who knows how long this war will last?"

"I heard that the Liao cavalry in the north is fierce, General Yang is struggling, and the consumption of provisions is enormous."

"How long can our Changping Granaries of Si Province hold out?"

"I just hope the court doesn’t lose strength to save us in the end...."

Upon hearing these words, someone immediately echoed, "This brother is exactly right! I have a relative working in the yamen, and I’ve heard...."

"Cough, it’s just hearsay, the rice in the granaries is probably running out!"

"Is the court merely propping up the scene!"

"As good as Grand Tutor Gu is, even a clever woman cannot cook without rice!"

Ordinarily, such rhetoric could cause a stir.

However, at this moment, the faces of the onlooking citizens remained mostly indifferent, even harboring a touch of disdain.

An old man with gray hair and beard, leaning on a cane, snorted coldly: "You fellow, stop your nonsense here!"

"The lineage of the Gu Saint family produces gentlemen, who are you to fabricate narratives?" His murky eyes swept over those two spies, "I, this old man, have lived seventy years, what storms haven’t I seen?"

"Not to mention the prosperity of Julu."

"Just look at Master Gu Jin, who fought the Liao dogs and Western Xia cubs into submission without daring to lift their heads!"

"With Master Gu Jun overseeing Bianjing now, does he intend to let us starve?"

"What a joke!"

Not just one person.

As soon as the old man’s voice fell, a woman holding a vegetable basket spat: "Exactly! My husband is still repairing the canal on the river!"

"The government pays full daily wages and provides meals!"

"There’s a shortage of grain in the granaries?"

"I see it’s you black-hearted bunch, hoping for a shortage to profit from it!"

A young man who seemed to have studied a few days, spoke even more sharply: "You vile characters, only know to stir fear with alarming words!"

"Have you not heard that with the Gu Clan present, the state is safe?"

"Since Grand Tutor Gu dared to open the granaries for equal buying and selling, he must be well-prepared!"

"Are you here to wag your tongues, could it be you are spies from Western Xia and Liao sent to unsettle the Great Song’s hearts?"

As these words were spoken, the gaze of the surrounding citizens suddenly became sharp, implicitly encircling those two spies.

"Yes! Look at them sneaking about, they don’t look like good people!"