The Aftermath

Old Man Tian was also shocked when he saw this scene.

In his opinion, in addition to being a third-rank official, Zheng Qingtian is also a Confucian scholar in the famous sect, and he can dispel these people with a wave of his hand.

Why did Zheng Qingtian ignore his dignity and storm himself in public just to calm the people down?

"Friends, I know it's not easy for you, but it's not easy for the court!"

Zheng Qingtian pointed behind him, "I saw that this piece of land was not there. I collected it from the hands of the high-ranking officials and used it to cultivate grain."

"The crops here are our hopes for the future!"

"Don't believe the rumors. There is no spell in the world that can absorb fertility, and it is not as boring as the gods!"

Seeing him locked up, the people shouted loudly in the cold wind and gradually believed him.

However, someone in the crowd said sarcastically.

"Don't believe him, he is ease... Yes, the plan to ease the people!"

"He lied to everyone to go back and wait for death. When everyone starved to death, he would be promoted and made a fortune!"

"No one who is an official has good things, and his conscience is eaten by the dog!"

Zheng Qingtian was furious when he heard this, "Who is it?"

"I, Mr. Zheng, became an official on the first day, and I never thought of getting promoted and getting rich!"

"The relatives at home didn't interact with me. I offended all the top and bottom of the officialdom. I didn't have any surplus food at home the next day. I was still sewing the clothes ten years ago and continued to wear them!"

"If anyone of you doesn't believe me, go and search my house. If there is half a copper, let's cut open my heart and see if it's red or black?"

The people were moved by the ears, and someone shouted, "Zheng Qingtian, we can all trust you as an honest official!"

However, the sarcastic sound rang again.

"Some people become officials to make money, while others are for fame. After all, they are just the word "greed"!"

"The difference is that others are greedy for money, and you, Zheng Qingtian, are greedy for fame!"

"You have a positive spirit and may create some food for us. After listening to you, you will still be hungry after you go back!"

Now, Zheng Qingtian stopped talking to him and quickly rushed into the crowd.

He was as fast as lightning. Everyone saw Zheng Qingtian returning to his original position, throwing a person on the ground, and screaming non-stop.

An elder from a certain township saw this young man with a sharp mouth and a monkey-browed cheek, and he seemed to be a famous scoundrel nearby.

"Dog, what are you talking nonsense?"

The scoundrel is a slut, and he is not afraid.

"My fellow villagers, although I am a bastard, I don't tell lies!"

"He Zheng Qingtian is an official, so we can't do the same thing!"

"It is said that people's hearts are separated from their stomachs, but we ordinary people have not developed a pair of eyes to distinguish their hearts and souls!"

As he said that, he pointed to the surrounding rice fields.

"It's better to burn this field first, then go back to sow seeds, and you'll see the next year!"

Old Man Tian took a step forward after hearing this, "If you want to destroy the field, you must pass the old man's level first!"

When the people saw him, they only thought he was from a fellow villager, and they didn't care, but they didn't know that Old Man Tian really had this ability.

Zheng Qingtian is still making his last efforts, "Friends, I believe in the court. At the latest, you will be able to plant good crops next year!"

"What is credible about the imperial court?"

Hearing this sentence, Zheng Qingtian was dizzy. Yes, the court has declined to this point, and his credit has been lost, and even the people have no longer believed it.

What can he, Mr. Zheng, do?

Thinking of this, the Master Qingtian was in a daze.

The next moment, Zheng Qingtian's expression became firm. He took out something from his cuffs and cutter knife for office use.

The paper cutter has a sharp steel mouth, a tiger's head is a handle, and a gilded steel blade.

"Friends, let you see whether my heart and soul, Mr. Zheng, is red or black?"

The next moment, the white light flashed in his hand and instantly penetrated into his chest.

The blade was as sharp as a bamboo shoot, cutting open the chest, and the chest that I thought was skinny and bone-like, didn't have much blood gushing out.

A tragic scene appeared before everyone.

"Please look at Mr. Zheng's heart!"

Old man Tian was staring at him, and a white cloth flew out from his cuffs, wrapping his wounds.

But it's too late.

Zheng Qingtian's purpose in this move was not to prove his innocence, but to seek death.

He wanted to use this life to re-establish the credit of the court and make the people believe in him.

"Sir Zheng, why is this?"

Old Man Tian’s hands were trembling. He was a famous Confucian scholar and a third-rank senior, and his future was unlimited. Why did he commit suicide in public?

Zheng Qingtian leaned into his ear and said vigorously, "The villain is provoking, the people are innocent, tell me that there is a corps, don't let them be implicated!"

After saying this, he tilted his head and was in a state of excitement.

The crowd of onlookers was silent. When several elders saw this, they were so scared that they were so scared that they were even weak. Some were scared and died on the spot.

The people were panicked. This was a third-rank official. He was forced to death by them. Afterwards, the court pursued him. That would be a serious crime to kill the nine clans!

"Come on, catch the dog and don't let him run away!"

Everyone punched and kicked the dog and the son to make the pig's head.

The rogue man was also panicked at this moment and quickly defended himself, "It's not that I want to say it, it's someone who gave me money to me recite these words!"

Who is it?

Everyone looked around, and they were all fellow villagers, so where did strangers come from?

...

In the court, there was a fierce quarrel for the death of Zheng Qingtian.

"That's all right. The imperial court ordered officials, but were forced to have a caesarean section on the spot by a group of unruly people?"

"This is a great rebellion. If the following is the best, it should be punished!"

The middle-aged official who spoke was also a member of the famous ecclesiastical religion. He always emphasized that the law was strict and he must not tolerate evildoers.

"This wind cannot be promoted. We must kill and suppress it!"

Some officials also put forward opinions, "It's all the people who are incited by others. Those who don't know will not blame them. Are the punishments too severe?"

"The dead are the greatest, and his last wish should be respected and not implicated too much!"

The two sides began to argue, one party demanded strict handling, and the other party demanded mercy.

Therefore, the eyes of many officials focused on Meishan Gong and waited for his decision.

Meishan Gong looked at an official and asked, "How is Zheng Qingyun's funeral done?"

The official took the lead and bowed and said, "Zheng Qingyun's family has no money, only a wife of scattered children, and there is no money to buy the funeral!"

"It was still my subordinate yamen who raised a sum of money and barely built a pergola and set up a mourning hall!"

Meishan Gong calculated by counting, "The funeral was over and the money was spent. What should Zheng Qingyun's widow do?"

The official was stunned, but fortunately he reacted quickly and immediately said, "She has no children and no daughters, and she can't stay at her husband's house, so she had to go back to the countryside to surrender!"

Meishan Gong shook his head and sighed, "He is a righteous person, cut off human relations, and relatives have not been walking around for many years, otherwise he can take care of one or two!"

"In this way, I would like to make a suggestion, how about the widow of Zheng Qingyun who was supported by the court?"

He knew that the situation in the countryside was bad, and if Zheng Qingtian’s wife was really allowed to return to her hometown, she might starve to death sooner or later.
Chapter completed!