Chapter 1994 Let's Begin

After an autumn rain, the city of Jinan seemed to be much depressed.

There are fewer people on the street, and even if there are, they are all in a hurry.

Rumors are flying all over the city of Jinan at this moment.

Xing Hebo is going to mobilize the army to kill all the gentry!

More than 30 people have been executed outside the city!

Those troops outside the city were red-eyed, and innocent people suffered heavy casualties!

All kinds of rumors are endless, and in the eyes of those who know the situation, they are just jokes. But the common people don't think so, they are afraid of the army in their bones, and they stay away from it.

Fortunately, the food supply has never been cut off. Those gentry merchants who were tricked by Fang Xing have been worrying about their own fate. They don't know who started it, and they directly sell the food they bought at almost 50% off, and the people are immediately overjoyed .

But Fang Xing just watched with cold eyes, and didn't send out any kind signals, which almost broke those people. It is said that most of their hair has turned white.

The city is gradually depressed, and Chang Yu is happy to see it succeed.

"The farming season is over, it's better for people to stay at home, so as to save time from being bewitched by others."

He is drinking tea, strong tea.

Dryness in autumn, drinking strong tea is even more inexplicable trouble.

Chang Yu sat in the lobby, waiting quietly.

Half an hour passed, and he still didn't move.

The sound of footsteps came, and Qian Hui, the inspector, came in, cupped his hands solemnly and said, "My lord, Xinghe Bo is here."

Chang Yu put down his teacup, rubbed his eyes, and sighed: "What should come will eventually come, pass it on, do your best! Do your best!"

At this time, there is no difference between the yamen, and the people below all promise loudly.

"The momentum is like a rainbow, not bad!"

Fang Xing came in with his servant, Wang He and others.

He scanned the lobby and asked, "Where is Jiang Xuze?"

Chang Yu had already greeted him, and said, "Master Jiang complained about his illness, and I have agreed."

Fang Xing looked at the arrangement in the hall with his hands behind his back, and said: "Father and mother are married, everyone cares about others, let them go!"

There was a strong evil spirit in these words, and all the officials present silently mourned for Jiang Xuze.

What's the use of holding on to that family? The county magistrate is not as good as he is now, and Fang Xing is still an important minister trusted by the emperor. If it wasn't for the complicated situation in Jinan, he would have messed with you a long time ago.

Fang Xing walked to the front, turned back and said, "The army is ready, the weapons are ready, what are you waiting for? Are you loyal to His Majesty and Daming, or are you thinking of helping those gentry?"

"I can't wait."

"Don't dare! Let's work hard!"

Fang Xing sat down, Chang Yu gave the officials a wink, and then they dispersed.

"Planning is easy, but execution is difficult. Your Majesty's overall planning in the Forbidden City depends on the dedication of the officials below..."

Chang Yu and Qian Hui nodded in agreement, both of them were a little nervous.

Fang Xing pointed to the chairs, motioning for them to sit down.

"There's no need to be nervous. This matter is under the leadership of Benbo. If there is a mistake, it will be Benbo's fault."

Fang Xing's words were sonorous and powerful, and then he said coldly: "Let's start!"

...

"The army has entered the city!"

Teams of sergeants entered Jinan City under the leadership of officers, and then patrolled according to the prior assignment.

Wang He stood in the middle of the road, looked at the empty streets and said, "Whose world is this?"

"Da Ming's world!"

Yu Qian heard the sound of horseshoes, he closed his eyes and let the sound of horseshoes pass by.

Several sergeants rode to the outside of a big house, and shouted: "Yang Ju, there are more than 50 hectares of land in the family, but there is a deceitful donation. Your lord has ordered that Yang Ju must rush to the chief secretary's office within half an hour. Anyone who violates the time will have their entire family confiscated!"

"My God! My family doesn't have fifty hectares of land to contribute..."

The door opened, and a middle-aged man in common clothes stumbled out, and said in grief and indignation: "My family bought those lands, this is..."

The sound was like a cuckoo crying blood, but these sergeants just gave him a cold look, and then rode away.

"Heaven, what's up with the Yang family..."

Seeing this person shouting, Wang He smiled and said, "He came out in commoner clothes, so it can be seen that he has been preparing all the time.

"

Yu Qian didn't want to look at this man's ugly appearance any more, turned around and said, "It's all about being harsh, he'll go right away."

The city is full of troops, and these gentry know how powerful they are, so who dares to resist?

Sure enough, the man was sad and angry for a long time, and he hurried to the chief secretary's yamen without his family reminding him.

"This is repression by force."

The man in brocade clothes stood on the street, witnessed the scene just now, he murmured: "This is Wu Fu Bing country!"

"Master, the streets are full of soldiers, let's go back."

The man in brocade clothes noticed those malicious eyes and said, "No problem, let's go to the chief secretary's office to have a look."

He wasn't worried about those gazes, he just hoped that Fang Xing would lose his mind and do something to himself.

Those gentry formed a group to find Fang Xing's troubles, but in the end they were ruthless, humiliating the face of the disciple of the saint, and made him resentful.

You can't!

Along the way, he met many gentry who were in the same direction, most of these gentry were civilians, and their expressions were sad and indignant.

Overcast clouds billowed in the sky, occasionally revealing a gap for a ray of sunlight to penetrate.

This ray of sunshine did not give people hope, and the cloud immediately blocked the sky.

The man in brocade clothes noticed that the gentry were slowing down.

He stopped and looked back, looking at the group of people behind him, he couldn't help but smiled wryly and said: "In ancient times, there were many generous and elegiac people in Yanzhao, Shandong Wenjiao... Where are the bones?"

The people behind him were flattering and laughing at him, but they refused to surpass him.

This is not respect, but... fear! Want someone to block the gun.

The man in brocade clothes shook his head, muttered to himself, turned around and continued walking, but his footsteps were much heavier.

...

In the main hall, Fang Xing sat in the main seat, Chang Yu and Qian Hui came in and out from time to time, and couldn't sit still.

"Uncle, many gentlemen have come outside."

Fang Xing was reading a book, a storybook, with great interest.

Hearing this, he closed the book and said, "All gather in front of the hall."

There were gradually more footsteps outside, Fang Xing got up and walked outside.

The front of the hall was already full of people, and those behind couldn't get in, so they had to stand outside.

There was a mass of black heads, but what Fang Xing noticed was the commoner, and the man in brocade who had been slapped by him.

He didn't care about this. As the representative of that family, he could beat the man in brocade clothes out, but it represented his guilty conscience.

No, not guilty, but timid!

"Are you a lawyer?"

One word from Fang Xing made the man in brocade clothes blush like blood.

Lawyers, also known as litigation sticks, originated very early, but in this dynasty, lawyers were regarded as evildoers. In the Hongwu and Yongle dynasties, these people had almost no place to live, and they can only be heard occasionally until now.

The man in brocade clothes wanted to argue, but Fang Xing's eyes swept over him.

There was murderous intent in that gaze!

The sky is cloudy, and the ground is blowing with autumn wind.

Fang Xing stood with his hands behind his back, and said: "The court has made a conclusion on the deceitful donations, return them all, do you have any objections?"

There was silence, and an atmosphere of decadence and unwillingness was brewing among the gentry.

"Who objects?"

Still silent!

A gust of wind blew, and a fallen leaf rushed over.

Fallen leaves brushed a person's face, the person suddenly raised his head, his eyes were sad and indignant, he hesitated to speak, but in the end it all turned into an unwilling sigh.

The situation is stronger than the people, the sergeants standing on both sides are waiting to make a move, the bayonet looks chilling to the spine, who dares to move?

Fang Xing waited for a while, and then said: "It seems that you are all people who understand righteousness. I will definitely report to His Majesty, and it will be beneficial in the future."

The resentment below is more intense.

what good?

The fields are gone, no matter how much money the family has, they are just sitting and eating!

"let's start!"

Fang Xing nodded, and a small official shouted loudly: "Follow me, take a closer look at your own contract, and raise any objections immediately, otherwise you will ignore it later, and you will be the last to sign!" Mobile phone users please browse and read, for a better reading experience . Hot Book Recommendations: The new book "Da Dao Chao Tian", the new book of the master Mao Ni, the new book "The Immortal Realm of Mortal Cultivation", the new book "Cultivating Immortals with Big Data", the new book "Don't Play Online Games" by the Master Chang Yu