Chapter 2234: In the Beginning of Man’s Life, Interests Drive People’s Hearts

Fang Xing arrested more than thirty people, and everyone thought that was the end of it. But what I didn't expect was that this man would take action again after half a month.

Yang Tiantian looked more and more mature, and Fang Xing looked at him walking in a daze.

"Why do I see some official authority?"

Yang Tiantian came forward and saluted, and Fang Xing asked, "How are you doing now?"

"Very good. The county magistrate is trustworthy and the officials below are also obedient."

Fang Xing was really in a trance. He thought of Yang Tiantian back then, that farmer, a simple farmer.

Although the man with a short beard in front of him seemed to be smiling happily, his majesty was actually engraved in his bones, as if he had been an official in his previous life.

Seeing that Fang Xing was in a trance, Yang Tiantian couldn't help but feel a little nervous. Then a glimmer of his former simplicity showed and then disappeared.

Fang Xing glanced at him with a complicated expression, and then said, "Last time, your county magistrate Yuan Jie wanted to recommend you, but I rejected him. Do you have any complaints?"

Yang Tiantian hurriedly bowed and said no, he was already satisfied.

But Fang Xing saw the loss the moment he lowered his head, a huge loss.

Then Fang Xing's heart dropped.

"Everything you have now, firstly, because of you last time, I brought down the county magistrate Zhang Mai and allowed Yuan Jie to escape."

Fang Xing gradually became indifferent: "Yuan Jie naturally couldn't reach Uncle Ben, so he tried to show his goodwill to Uncle Ben by promoting you..."

Yang Tiantian has been an official for several years. How could he not understand the meaning of these words? He knelt down without hesitation and said: "It's just greed. Since I became an official, I have fallen in love with the kind of people who have people under me." , the feeling of being able to command at will..."

Fang Xing turned around and asked, "Do you still remember the content of the letter you wrote to Uncle Ben back then?"

Yang Tiantian raised his head and thought about it, then read it out.

Fang Xing has been listening, listening to his transformation from stammering to fluentness, from stiffness to emotion.

"...The common people are in great hardship, the petty officials are like tigers, the superior officials are numb, the relatives are proud, and the gentry are free and easy... The Ming Dynasty placed the burden on the people, but indulged the officials, dignitaries and gentry..."

Yang Tiantian stopped, he understood what Fang Xing meant.

"Yes, I have forgotten my wish back then and only thought about getting promoted..."

Fang Xing said quietly: "If this is the case, where will you get the chance to see me?"

Yang Tiantian bowed and said: "I don't dare to argue, I just ask my uncle to look at me coldly and see what happens to me in the future."

He turned around and left. After he disappeared outside the door, Xin Laoqi said, "Master, he didn't look back."

Fang Xing turned around and said with a wry smile: "Human nature is greedy, but I am too demanding."

Xin Laoqi said casually: "Master, he took advantage of your power."

"But I don't want to have a bunch of officials around me!"

Fang Xing didn't want to set a precedent. That kind of Ming Dynasty was not what he wanted to see.

But what he was more worried about was that he couldn't help himself. When interests tied everyone together, he couldn't help but sit on the throne of the 'alliance leader' and lead those people to strive upward.

"That's not the life I want!"

Fang Xing shuddered and asked, "How many have been found?"

Xin Laoqi said: "As of yesterday's report, there were more than 300 people, and more than 200 people were in trouble."

Fang Xing smiled and said, "Call someone."

Not long after, Fei Shi and Li Jing came, as did Lin Qun'an.

Then someone came who Fang Xing didn't expect.

"Mr. Qin Zhai?"

Fang Xing thought for a while and then remembered the old Confucian who even smiled at Zhu Zhanji.

"Ask him to wait for tea."

Fang Xing just gave the instructions casually, and Fei Shi suggested awkwardly: "Uncle, Duke Qinzhai is... quite virtuous and respected in the south."

"This is a state matter. Does being highly virtuous and highly respected have anything to do with state affairs?"

Fang Xing frowned and glanced at Li Jing, who was smiling beside him, and said, "Get ready to close the net."

Li Jing was a little frightened by this sight, so he laughed dryly and said: "Uncle Xinghe,

There are more than 300 people. I'm afraid it will take the entire Jubaoshan Guard to attack to ensure that those people are captured! "

"Only take the hundred or so gentry."

Well……

The corners of Li Jing's mouth twitched, "Uncle Xinghe, that's... adding fuel to the fire!"

The atmosphere in Jinling City was already tense with Fang Xing's arrival. After he took over thirty people, many people in the city were watching, just waiting for his next move.

What will the people in the city think when this backhand appears?

Fang Xing looked at him again and said, "Do you want to teach me how to do things?"

"Our family doesn't dare."

Li Jing stood up and stood with his hands tied.

Fang Xing glanced at Lin Qun'an and said, "Jinyiwei and Dongchang are just leading the way. We still need our people to take action. As for those who are stubbornly resisting..."

Lin Qun'an said with murderous intent: "That's rebellion!"

…

Qiu Jian is getting more and more old. When he opens his mouth to speak, he can see that only three or four lonely teeth are left in his mouth.

"Uncle Xinghe, every time you come to Jinling, the south will be in turmoil and bleed..."

"Why is this so?"

Fang Xing pushed the tea cup over, then looked at Qiu Zhan's cloudy eyes and said with a smile, "Mr. Qin Zhai, the north is already cleaning up."

"yes."

Qiu Jian used his crutches, tapped the ground gently, took a breath, and said: "The north is poor and cold, but the south is the foundation of the Ming Dynasty. Without the south, where will the taxes come from?"

A gust of wind blew in, and it was a bit cold.

There are fallen leaves starting to appear in the yard.

Qiu Jian looked at the fallen leaves, with the sadness in his eyes.

"But I know that since the North has been moved, there is no way for the South to be spared. Otherwise, the North will cause trouble. Hey! Why bother! Why bother!"

Fang Xing was startled, a little surprised by Qiu Zhan's keenness.

"Qin Zhaigong understands better than those gentry who only think about luck."

No matter how old Qiu Jian is, such compliments don't even bother him. He stood up suddenly, then raised his hands and asked, "May I ask Uncle Xinghe, how long will it take?"

Fang Xing remained silent. This was a state matter and a secret. Even if Zhang Fu came to ask him, he could only respond with silence.

"I understand."

Qiu Zhen left lonely, but Fang Xing did not see him off.

"Master, we brought Jubao Shanwei with us this time. We didn't mean to take action. Why did he ask?"

Xin Laoqi felt that Qiu Jian was a bit dependent on his elders and was not worthy of respect.

Fang Xing played with the teacup and said, "People like him are generally not willing to come out to show their old face. The two times they came out must be driven by interests. There is a gap between the South and the Ming Dynasty!"

He sneered: "Clearing the fields and promoting science are all fighting against those barriers. If the barriers are not eliminated, Ming Dynasty will not be able to take off!"

He thought of the night before when Lu Shenzhou fell and the place was filled with fishy smell. When the king died for his country and the news of the fall of the capital spread to the south, the south...

"They will revel! Rejoice! The human heart controlled by interests is more terrifying than the devil."

"And this gap is not only between the gentry, but also among the common people."

Wang He quickly found paper and pen from behind to record, while the servants were all listening.

"The gentry felt that the government's control was too strict and did not bring them many benefits, no..."

Fang Xing thought for a while and said, "That little benefit cannot satisfy their growing appetite, so they will look forward to a change of dynasty..."

Wang He paused for a moment, and then wrote these words as usual.

"As for the people..."

Fang Xing smiled bitterly and said: "What the people want is benefits, but the people in the south always feel that the north is dragging them down. Even with potatoes, this concept is still deeply ingrained. They feel that the south is richer than the north..."