Chapter 400 The Storm Is Coming

After receiving the imperial edict, Wang Liang, the imperial censor who was accompanying him, bowed and said, "I have met Uncle Xinghe, and I am the official censor Wang Liang of Zhejiang Province."

Fang Xing smiled and said: "Wang Yushi, since His Majesty sent you here, then Fang has entrusted you with the supervision. If there is anything wrong, let's discuss it together."

"The lower officials dare not."

Wang Liang said solemnly: "Your Majesty's will is to let the officials obey Xing He Bo's orders."

Fang Xing found the hard-bodied censor very boring, and after a few pleasantries, he asked Zhang Jin to arrange Wang Liang's accommodation.

"Uncle, is Your Majesty preparing to kill?"

Huang Zhong asked with a bit of tongue-twisting.

In the decree just now, Zhu Di said murderously that he would thoroughly investigate the entire Zhejiang officialdom, and the Taizhou government was just the first shot.

Fang Xing said indifferently: "The cleanup of Zhejiang has nothing to do with me. I just take this opportunity to clean up Taizhou Mansion."

The purpose was only to let Fang Xing clean up the corruption here, which also made him let go of the worry he had been worrying about.

If Zhu Di asked Fang Xing to clean up the entire Zhejiang officialdom, he would probably become the most hated relative after he was done.

As an emperor, if you hate a subject, let him do things that offend others.

But if you want to reuse him, you probably have to let him do some offending things.

"Otherwise, how can we find an excuse to take him down in the future?"

After Wang Liang washed up a little, he came to find Fang Xing in a hurry.

"Uncle Xinghe, I want to go to the prefecture to find some news about the Zhifu."

Fang Xing put down his book and frowned at the censor.

Wang Liang was a little thin, with an impatient look on his face.

Fang Xing noticed that his fingers were rather rough, and with a heartbeat, he said, "Fang feels that it's not a good time these days. After all, there are so many people, what do you think?"

Wang Liang snorted and said, "Could it be that the Prefect of He is also among them? That really sucks!"

Fang Xing didn't answer this question, but stood up and said, "Fang is going to the fishing village. If Wang Yushi is interested, he can go with him."

Of course Wang Liang will go, his mission here is to monitor, Fang Xing's actions are also the object of his monitoring.

After arriving at the fishing village last time, Wang Liang was surprised to find that the fishermen were very enthusiastic about Fang Xing.

This is not a hypocritical and fearful enthusiasm. Wang Liang was born in a poor family, so he can tell it at a glance.

"Uncle, all the fish caught by my family yesterday were sent to Mr. Xu's shop."

A thin black man said with joy on his face.

Fang Xing looked at the dried fish hanging at the door, and asked, "Did you receive the cash?"

The man rubbed his hands and said excitedly: "I took it, it's all thanks to my uncle's blessing, and I will burn a few sticks of incense for my uncle when I'm young, so that I can bless my uncle for generations to come."

Wang Liang had already heard something, probably because Fang Xing found a way for these fishermen.

This Xinghebo is not bad!

In the eyes of most civil officials, this Uncle Xinghe is a deviant guy, and he even brought His Royal Highness Taisun to mess around, what a disgrace to my Confucianism!

But today, seeing Fang Xing chatting with these fishermen like a young man next door, Wang Liang thought of his parents.

Wang Liang's parents were both honest farmers, and they did what the government said. After finally raising him, he naturally saw all the hardships in his eyes.

The people are not easy, I should plead for the people!

Thinking of this, Wang Liang observed Fang Xing's words and deeds more carefully, but he saw Fang Xing's expression was a little...

Fang Xing said with some embarrassment: "There's no need to burn incense, it's better to save the money to buy some sweet food for the children."

Madan! I am not dead, who is this burning incense for?

Wang Liang followed Fang Xing to visit several fishermen's houses, and all he saw were joyful faces.

"Uncle, with this money this year, my family will be able to handle those servants..."

An old man said gratefully, but his son asked with some expectation: "Uncle, can you reduce those miscellaneous taxes?"

In the minds of these people,

This uncle Fang Xing should be above the magistrate, let alone those petty officials.

Looking at these eager eyes, Fang Xing nodded solemnly and said, "I will do my best!"

On the way back, Wang Liang sighed and said, "How many corrupt officials have I killed since Emperor Taizu Gao! But now it seems that I have killed endlessly!"

Fang Xing didn't say a word, Wang Liang recalled the scene just now, and said: "Uncle Xinghe, I want to go and investigate the Taizhou government immediately, and find out the ins and outs of these miscellaneous taxes."

"You can't find anything when you go."

After Fang Xing left these words, he rode his horse and rushed out.

"Why?"

Wang Liang wondered, wondering if everything in Taizhou Mansion has deteriorated?

And in a dark room in Fucheng, a man with a big mole on his left cheek said viciously: "That man has been found out, he is Fang Xing's aide, what should we do?"

There were several men sitting next to him, and one of them, a short and strong man, said confidently: "My lord, didn't you say that the chief envoy has already played the role? Fang Xing will still be able to please him by then?"

The man with the big mole narrowed his eyes slightly, "That man should not be underestimated, after all, he is the grandson's teacher!"

The short and strong man nodded and said: "Then we have to take it easy, otherwise Jinling will be furious and everything will be destroyed!"

A strange smile appeared on the face of the man with the big mole: "If it has nothing to do with us..."

"hiss……"

The few men below all gasped, and their eyes slowly turned to the cloudless sky.

...

"Xing He Bo, Xing He Bo..."

Since receiving the imperial edict, Fang Xing has not moved, and only supervises Xin Laoqi and others to train sergeants every day. When I am free, I just read books, as if I really want to cultivate myself.

Fang Xing put down his book and saw Wang Liang rushing in with more than a dozen subordinates, so he asked, "Did Wang Yushi go to Fucheng?"

Wang Liang sweated profusely and said, "Exactly, but those officials are hateful, and there is no flaw in the account book."

"How was their reception?"

Fang Xing sighed, then got up, and waved to the knife outside the door.

Wang Liang stomped his feet and said, "It's better than a banquet! Are you really unscrupulous!"

"It's about to start..."

Fang Xing sighed again: "I wanted to procrastinate for a little longer, but it seems that all parties have made preparations, the stage has been set up, and we're just waiting for everyone to come on stage and sing..."

Wang Liang asked ignorantly: "Uncle Xing, what do you mean...they are pretending to be false? Then what is their support? With a large army here, do they still dare to rebel?"

"master."

Xiaodao bowed.

"Go, call the people with more than a thousand deputy households to the lobby."

"yes."

After Xiao Dao left, Fang Xing hung Tang Dao on his waist, and said to Wang Liang: "Wang Yushi also come."

Wang Liang was a little dazed, he knew that Jubaoshan Guard had made great achievements in battle, but Fang Xing's tone firmly judged that those people were about to attack.

"Xinghe Bo, is there something in here..."

Fang Xing, who walked to the door, turned around and smiled slightly: "The game is like chess, no matter how clever the opponent is, as long as he moves, there will be traces to follow..."