After careful consideration, County Magistrate Wang made a decision. Xu Menzi no longer coughed this time. "Here comes! I have told you to ask Mr. Hu from Cixi to meet at the county government office tomorrow!"
But Fang Yingwu was walking unsteadily on the mountain road. Behind him were more than 20 villagers, and he was also carrying two embarrassed people. The two people being carried were naturally the county government officials who had been lured out of the cave. Fang Dinghu Shu and Shao Shuli are here.
Everyone in Shanghuaxi Village was chatting and laughing. They didn't seem to care much about ambushing and beating and kidnapping officials at the gate of the county government office. They didn't feel any nervousness. Anyway, this was not the first time something like this had happened.
It is hard to imagine that this is a group of people who were frightened and helpless just a few months ago when the government officials went to the countryside. The reason why they are fearless now is all because of the superstitious leader Fang Yingwu.
Fang Yingwu was very suspicious that if he encountered a natural disaster and called for rebellion and became emperor, the villagers would blindly follow suit. This is probably how many rebellions started in history.
Thinking of this, Fang Yingwu glanced back subconsciously, and immediately lost his temper, he laughed and cursed: "Why are you carrying them! Throw them down and let them go on their own!"
"Oh, yes, yes." Several villagers hurriedly threw the two county officials to the ground, and said with embarrassment: "My dear husband is so considerate. We have wanted to throw them away for a long time, but we have never dared."
Fang Yingwu taught him a lesson: "In the county town, I was afraid that the two of them would cause trouble and it would be difficult to catch up with them, so I carried them away by force! Now that they have gone to the mountains, how can we still be afraid of them making trouble? This is treating them like masters. Wait, if you dare to cause trouble, beat me slowly until you give in!"
The disheveled Ding Hushu got up from the ground and asked angrily: "Friend Fang! Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. If you want to settle the matter, you should go to the Hu family to find out what you are doing!"
Fang Yingwu glanced at Ding Hushu and sighed: "I am too incompetent and can't do anything to the Hu family, so I have to take it out on you."
"The root of the matter is not mine. I am being instigated by others. It is useless for you to hold on to me!"
Fang Yingwu thought with disdain, this person is still stubborn and doesn't understand where he went wrong. Sometimes the world is fair. If you become an accomplice of the jungle, don't blame others for using the jungle attitude to deal with you.
He said impatiently: "Don't be so verbose! I despise irresponsible people like you the most! Was it you who directly handled the matter of revising the order of our Huaxi fields? Then why are you pretending to be wronged! You did it Don’t blame us for doing the fifteenth day on the first day of the new year! If you leave us Huaxi people without food, we will let you know what it means to starve to death!"
Ding Hushu had an indescribable feeling that when a scholar encounters a soldier, he has an inexplicable reason. He treated him like a bully without any skills. However, he already regretted it in his heart. If he had known that he was acting like this, he would have done it. You shouldn't help the Hu family out of greed.
After walking for a while, Fang Yingwu found that walking on the mountain road was boring, he was tired of seeing the scenery, and he had nothing in common with the villagers. So he teased Ding Hushu to talk to kill time: "What do you think about this matter? I will go directly to the county magistrate. Will it be effective? If I go to negotiate with the Hu family, will it be effective?"
Ding Hushu shook his head, of course the magistrate and the Hu family could respond without birds.
"Do you think there will be any consequences if I arrest you blatantly?"
Ding Hushu still shook his head. The political status of the Jie Yuan family and the subordinate officials were very different, and the squires enjoyed legal privileges by default.
No one would stand up for a government official with a low political status, not even the county magistrate, nor anyone else. The most they could do was to persuade the government to make peace with things. What’s more, this official committed the crime in the first place, so helping him would be equivalent to helping Xu.
Do officials oppress the gentry?
So Fang Yingwu really didn't have to bear the consequences for abusing him. Even if he complained to the government or the province, no one would sympathize with him. He did things for the Hu family. It was really just a fox pretending to be a tiger, but a fox is a fox.
, not a tiger.
Ding Hushu vaguely understood Fang Yingwu's thoughts. When two armies were fighting, it was common sense in the art of war to concentrate their forces to attack the opponent's weaknesses first. Could it be that he wanted to open a breakthrough through him?
But as long as the Hu family is still there, even if Fang Yingwu kills him, it will be difficult to change the status quo. What problem can be solved? "If you can't afford it early, what can you get?" Ding Hushu questioned.
Fang Yingwu laughed, "It's hard to say, it's hard to say..."
Back in Shanghuaxi Village, the sun was already setting in the west. Fang Yingwu packed Ding Hushu and Shao Shuli into a dilapidated house with small doors and windows that had been prepared in advance.
Work, day and night.
There was only a table in the room, a set of pens, ink and paper, and nothing else.
Fang Yingwu also followed in, stood at the door with his hands behind his back, and said seriously: "Ding Hushu! Now, on behalf of the Huaxi Villagers' Autonomous Organization, I announce that you have been double-regulated!"
Ding Hushu Yunshan was so confused that he didn't understand, "What Shuanggui?"
"Explain the problem at the specified place and at the specified time!" Fang Yingwu pointed to the pen and ink and said: "Write down clearly the causes and consequences of your modification of our Huaxi fields on the paper, and then mark it down!"
Only then did Ding Hushu understand, and he couldn't help but said angrily: "Fang Yingwu! How dare you set up a private court!"
Fang Yingwu still said seriously: "How can this be a private court? Firstly, I am not an official, secondly, I have not interrogated you, thirdly, I have not asked you to write a confession, and fourthly, I do not know how to make a judgment. I just ask you to come here and write a statement about the revision."
It’s just a love letter for the Huaxi Village field incident and other incidents!”
"It's your word game!"
Fang Yingwu turned a deaf ear to Ding Hushu's accusations. He walked around the room, looked at the beams and said to himself: "The beams are too thick. I'm worried that Mr. Ding will hang himself from the beams..."
Ding Hushu glared angrily, is this a curse on him to die? You are the only one who wants to commit suicide, your whole family wants to commit suicide!
Fang Yingwu turned a blind eye and shouted to the door: "Come here! Take off Mr. Ding's belt, lest he can't think about it and hang the rafters by himself!"
Three men came in immediately. Two of them pushed Ding Hushu to the ground, and one of them forcibly removed Ding Hushu's belt.
Although Ding Hushu resigned himself to serving as an official, he was also educated. He lived for more than forty years, and for the first time in his life, his belt was forcibly taken off by a man, and his belt made of cloth rope was also taken off.
He felt so ashamed and angry that for a moment he actually thought of committing suicide.
Fang Yingwu patted the window and saw that there was Huaxi not far outside the window, and then ordered: "Go to the neighboring village and call some carpenters to seal the outside of the window! Otherwise Mr. Ding will not be able to think about it and jump out of the window and drown himself."
Finally, Fang Yingwu looked at the table for a few times and shouted: "Come again! Remove this table! The square table has edges and corners. What if Mr. Ding can't think about it and hits his temple with the table and commits suicide!"
Ding Hushu held up his trousers with both hands. He was still angry at first, thinking that Fang Yingwu was cursing him. But gradually he became afraid. It turned out that there were so many possibilities of "suicide"... Fang Yingwu
Is this a reminder or hint?
After changing to a round table, Fang Yingwu comforted the Dinghu book and said: "If you confess, you will be lenient, if you resist, you will be strict. Let's write the Dinghu book. Once you finish writing it, it will be over. I will naturally let you go home to reunite with your wife and children.
Never break your promise.
Now I will go over there to see Mr. Shao and give him some advice. Ding Hushu will think about it slowly first."
Fang Yingwu walked away in a hurry, but the Huaxi villagers who were left behind to guard Ding Hu's book were not so polite.
Ding Hushu looked at the door and stood there quietly with his pants pulled up. He was about to think about his countermeasures. Suddenly, he saw a villager next to him slap him hard, causing his ears to buzz and his cheeks to swell.
A ball.
The villager pointed at Ding Hushu and yelled: "So it's you, the thief, who wants to increase our tax in Huaxi! If my husband hadn't told me to persuade people with virtue, we Huaxi villagers could have beaten you to a pulp with just one fist!"
There was nothing to say all night. When Fang Feng got up early the next morning, he saw Fang Fengshi holding a few pieces of paper and said with great joy: "My dear husband, I've done it. Here's the confession!"
"Be careful!" Fang Yingwu shouted softly: "This is a self-statement letter, not a confession!"
Mr. Fang quickly retracted his words, "Yes, this is a petition. The little husband's method worked very well. Yesterday, the villagers kept scolding them, men, women, old and young. When the scolding lasted until late at night, the two finally couldn't stand it any more.
, I asked for an oil lamp and wrote this love letter all night."
Fang Yingwu took the two love letters, compared them with each other, and smiled with satisfaction. Fortunately, the two people cooperated, and the plots they wrote were similar. There was no gimmick, and it seemed that they were all telling the truth.
Without further ado, I want to go to the county again... But just thinking about the ten-mile mountain road gives Fang Yingwu a headache. It's a twenty-mile round trip and walking it every day is too tiring.
But there was no choice but to set off again. On the road, Yingwu thought that if social activities increased in the future, it might not be suitable for him to live in a remote mountain village.
If by next spring, after being selected as a scholar, you want to go to a county school, you should move to the county town. You can't go from Huaxi to the county school every day, it will be tiring.
In his wild thoughts, Fang Yingwu rushed to the county government office before noon.
Outside the gate, he saw four or five people rushing towards him in a sedan. Fang Yingwu looked at it curiously, then withdrew his gaze and was about to step into the yamen, when he realized that the middle-aged man walking out of the sedan looked familiar.
.
He stood on the spot and carefully recognized his uncle, wasn't he his cheap uncle? When his father had just won the title of Xie Yuan, this uncle had come to the house to admit his marriage, but he had a snobbish and hateful expression, and was choked away by the second Young Master Hong and Xiang.
It turns out that the magistrate posted a message yesterday asking Mr. Hu, the head of Cixi, to go to the county government office. However, Mr. Hu excused himself from feeling unwell and sent his son Hu Zengwen instead to meet with the magistrate.
Mr. Hu got off the sedan and looked up to see his nephew Fang Yingwu. He was stunned for a moment, snorted coldly, and walked into the county government office, ignoring Fang Yingwu.
The county magistrate invited the Hu family to come over, probably because of this incident... Fang Yingwu looked thoughtful, touched the two love letters in his arms, and entered the county government office.
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