With a frown on his dark face, Han, who was in his thirties, was like a child, helpless and confused.

He looked around, but there were soldiers standing on both sides, holding the hilt of the knife in his hand, staring at the group of farmers.

He was a little nervous, but felt a heat rushing in his chest, which looked like the feeling he had before he vomited blood yesterday.

He opened his mouth and took a few hard breaths, but the breath in his chest could not disappear.

"Brother..."

He cried and Fang Xing looked at him coldly, but refused to speak.

Do you want to save yourself? Then speak.

"I'm so young... I have no way to go! I can only borrow money from the owner..."

In the Ming Dynasty, the most vulnerable were farmers.

They have no family background, but annual taxes are indispensable. They can destroy their families by accident, and either flee at home or become slaves.

From top to bottom, there was no channel for them.

This means that their life and death are not in the eyes of the court and the emperor.

Whose sadness is this?

Fang Xing remembered what he said in the letter to Tudou, mostly telling him about the relationship between men and women, he was very careful and pretended not to care.

He looked at the few people who walked out of the crowd timidly, the oldest was twenty years old, wearing tattered clothes, revealing their shriveled chests and ribs.

He didn't marry a wife!

Intuition told Fang Xing that this man was much bigger than potatoes.

But now he just wants to fill his stomach, but potatoes are in the troubles of the boy.

One is reality, the other is the worry of being full.

If Tudou appears in front of Fang Xing now, he can slap the eldest son to the ground.

After a moment of resentment, Fang Xing was relieved from this emotion and asked, "Why didn't you sell the land at the beginning?"

It’s better to sell part of the land and turn it around just by becoming a tenant farmer!

Han Du said aloud: "No one buys the land deed, and the land deed is also with the master. The young one is not... he can only borrow money from the master."

Increase income, the government intervenes in assistance, cancels road leasing, and gradually cancels household registration...

I have thought of many things from the beginning of this matter, but they all need to be changed one by one.

He took a step back, Yuan Jie stepped forward and said righteously: "Is the Huang family breaking the law, whether it is lending for officials or loans to usury? This is drinking blood, shamelessly drinking blood!"

"This is Yuanxianzun."

Someone in the crowd was introducing Yuan Jie's identity, and the eyes of these merchants were emitting light.

What the county magistrate said must be correct!

"The county master, the young one needs to report it."

"Master, the master has also gotten my wife..."

“…”

A group of farmers were reporting each other in a verbal manner. Fang Xing was a little unswerving. Yang Tiantian came over and whispered: "Brother, for them, Your Majesty is not as good as the county magistrate..."

"It's better to be in charge of county officials now?"

Yang Tiantian thought for a moment and sincerely admired: "That's right, that's what it means. If you go on, the county magistrate is not as effective as the grain chief."

The men in blue shirts next to them were nervously writing that the accusations of the people were ammunition and would be fired on the heads of the gentry throughout the Ming Dynasty.

"It's all lies!"

A scream broke the harmonious accusation atmosphere. Fang Xing turned around and looked at it, but Huang Huan, who was kneeling on the ground, was roaring.

"This is your own sin!"

Fanzi slapped the next to him, and Huang Huan was still yelling and scolding. Fanzi looked for it, and finally took out a piece of cloth from his crotch that he didn't know what he was doing and blocked Huang Huan's mouth.

Huang Huan rolled his eyes and vomited wildly, but his mouth was blocked and he didn't spit it out, and his body was surging and trembling.

Huang Huan's experience made these honest merchants crazy, and everyone rushed to report the evil deeds of the Huang family, and those honest and numbness gradually turned into hideousness.

Fang Xing looked at the scene expressionlessly and finally explained: "Wealth is illegal. The court will not admit it, and Your Majesty will not admit it!"

"Long live your Majesty!"

Han Du shouted in tears, and it was obvious that his gratitude was sincere, but when Yuan Jie announced that the loan sharks that the Huang family had previously released were to be reviewed, Fang Xing saw greed.

Countless greed!

The farmers were looking at Handu greedily, and then someone shouted: "Sir, my younger grandfather has also borrowed money from the Huang family."

"The little one borrowed the Huang family's plowing ox..."

For a moment, the crowd was in high spirits. Seeing that the situation was good, Fang Xing ordered: "Be reasonable."

Want to reason?

Yuan Jie was stunned. In his opinion, he should use the farmers' enthusiasm to strike while the iron is hot, set off the atmosphere, and then promote it with the trend.

What does Ke Fangxing mean?

Be reasonable?

Who is doing big things reasoning?

Fang Xing waved, and Xin Laoqi brought his horse over.

He moved his saddle and horse, sat firmly and said, "Keep the law!"

He took the cavalry away. Yuan Jie thought about it and felt it was a bit boring, but the scene was to be maintained, so he shouted: "Look at the account book, there are some in the account book, how much extra interest will be collected, and then all of them will be settled to you."

In Jinling City, Fang Xing led his people all the way across the market. Seeing that the market was a little depressed, he became even more determined.

When he returned to his residence, Fei Shi was already waiting.

The two of them went in, Fei Shi said, "Brother, those gentry are afraid, and most of them are huddled in their homes. The ones who used to be passionate and guided the country wanted to leave the city this morning, but were intercepted and returned. Now they are in a panic at home all day long..."

"When the news came out in the morning, the city was in chaos. The officials were watching and did not interfere. As a result, no one dared to bewitch things, and finally it calmed down."

"The Jinling Prefecture and the Sixth Ministry and other yamen were a little panicked. Later, the chiefs of each department came out to scold him for a while, saying that they were allowed to make meritorious deeds. Those officials were like crazy doing things, and no one dared to slack off."

This was what Fang Xing expected, so he was not surprised or relieved. After entering, Liu Pu was also there.

"What do you say about Yangwuhou?"

The temperature rose and the front hall was very hot.

Fang Xing was swaying with a palm-leaf fan, but the more he suffused, the hotter he became.

Liu Pu said: "Mr. Yangwu said that all the ministries were on standby and agreed to take action together today, just to see if the messenger could suppress the local government."

Fang Xing said coldly: "The messenger holds official documents and those who dare to stop them will be dealt with strictly!"

...

In Ji'an Mansion, a team of cavalry rushed into the mansion city.

"Does go!"

No one dared to stop the emergency messenger. They carried small flags on their backs and rushed all the way to the gate of the government office.

"Where is Wei Chang?"

The messenger in the lead was a small flag officer. His face was darkened and his lips were chapped. He looked like he was rushing on a long distance.

The little flag officer staggered a moment when he dismounted. The guardian didn't dare to stop him, but just shouted: "There is an emergency messenger!"

It was afternoon, and there were only cicadas in the government office after lunch, and most people were sleeping.

The shout alarmed the officials, and then a scream came, some people continued to sleep, and some came out to take a look.

The small flag officer rushed in with his men. The officials were a little nervous when they saw that they were soldiers.

"Where is Wei Chang?"

The little flag official arrived at the lobby all the way, and Wei Chang had already arrived.

While tidying up his clothes, Wei Chang asked in anger: "What's the matter? From that yamen?"

The little flag official asked, "But Wei Chang?"

Wei Chang broke his belt in a hurry. He was so angry that he didn't know who to ask for, so he said angrily: "Have you seen my official uniform?"

The little flag official shouted: "Ask you if it is Wei Chang!"

Wei Chang was startled, "Yes, yes, this official is Wei Chang."

There were many officials outside the lobby. The small banner official took out the official documents and said loudly: "There is an order in the court, and the south will start to clean up and offer the offer today!"

Wei Chang was shocked, "What? Clean up and contribute?"

The small flag official held the hilt in his hand and shouted: "From now on, the young one will stay in Ji'an Mansion. If someone disobeys the slander, report it to the General Secretary for disposal. If the General Secretary for Disciplines does not deal with it, report it to the Jinling, and deal with the same crime!"

At the same time, the local garrison also received news, so they dispersed the troops and went to various parts of Ji'an Prefecture to monitor the entire cleaning process.

...

"Where is Bi Yun?"

Almost at the same time, a team of soldiers also came to the Shaoxing Prefecture Office.

The old Bi Yun came out to ask questions. After waiting for the official documents, he couldn't help but smiled to the sky.

"Okay! Your good days are over!"
Chapter completed!