Traitors of the Manchu dynasty, why do you make me an emperor through the ages Chapter 160: Honest official character! Yan Song decides for the people!
Chapter 160: Honest official character! Yan Song decides for the people!
Ziwei Hall, Zhengshi Hall.
Wu Meiniang and Lu Zhi sat on Li Qian's left and right sides, writing their voting plans on the small tickets with pens.
Li Qian stared at the memorial in front of him and fell into a daze.
Ever since he came back from Pingkangfang that day, Li Qian had some thoughts about the Juren group.
The class of Juren is very special. There has always been a saying in the folk that poor scholars and rich Juren are.
In other words, according to the common sense of the common people, there are many paupers and talented people, but with the status of Juren, basically no one is poor anymore.
The reason is very simple. If you are admitted as a Juren, you can be exempted from land tax and corvee. When a person becomes a Juren, a large number of fellow countrymen and gentry will donate their land to the name of the Juren.
In this way, you only need to pay part of the filial piety to the person every year, and you don't have to pay taxes to the court. The amount of this part of filial piety is smaller than the court tax, so many people are keen to contribute.
In addition, by virtue of his or her status, the Juren can exempt more than a dozen households from corvee service. In fact, this is what many people value most.
For some wealthy people, they may not be short of the difference in food taxes, but this privilege of being exempted from corvee is something they value extremely.
The so-called corvee includes forced labor, miscellaneous labor, military service, etc. It means that the government summons people to work without giving them money or remuneration.
For example, the most obvious ones are the civilian men who were recruited by the imperial army this year.
They were to help the imperial army transport grain, grass and ordnance all the way to the State of Wu, and follow the army in front or behind.
If you are lucky, you can still come back. If you are unlucky, you happen to encounter enemy forces intercepting grain and grass or other accidents, get injured, or simply die. This may mean the destruction of a family, and the people have no place to go. Reason.
There is no work-related injury compensation in this era, and the court cannot compensate you for a small civilian pension, so you can only consider yourself unlucky.
Regardless of whether you have money or not, as long as you are involved in a difficult and arduous corvee, it is very likely that the family will lose its vitality or even be destroyed.
Therefore, people like to use the name of being a candidate or a Jinshi to avoid corvee service, but the total number of civilians needed by the court will not decrease.
If the total amount of corvees remains unchanged, they can only be assigned to the remaining helpless people. The fewer people there are to serve, the more burdensome the corvees will be, making them more and more breathless...
In Li Qian's view, every appearance of a juren puts another burden on the backs of ordinary people.
Of course, the accounts cannot be calculated exactly like this.
The imperial court must rely on these elites and the privileged class to govern the country, rely on them to benefit the people, and count on them to correct the country's ills...
This is a process of offsetting each other. If the privileged class does something good and works diligently to benefit the people, it will offset the privileges they enjoy, and there will even be a surplus, making Daqian become more and more powerful.
But not every privileged class did something worthy of the imperial court's efforts to reduce or exempt grain taxes and corvees. Some people even had side effects.
The two cannot offset or balance each other. The result is that Daqian gradually goes downhill...
There is no longer smoke curling up in the incense burner, the dragon's head, and the mouth of the crane gradually become colder. The refreshing incense in the burner has long since burned out, leaving only a little red light still breathing weakly among the embers.
The old eunuch wanted to go up and change another one, but was stopped by Li Qian.
The late emperor liked this stuff, but he didn't like it very much. He always felt that it was a bit like a stimulant and would damage the nervous system.
Holding a pen in his hand, he wrote and drew unconsciously on the paper, raising people above the rank of ordinary people, including civil servants in the court. This was a huge force.
With the current situation, Li Qian could not do anything to them, such as reducing the treatment of the people, which would be self-destruction.
A great man once said that it is true to have many friends and few enemies.
Li Qian can only guide the situation, unite those privileged classes and officials who want to make a difference, help them, and gradually return the offsetting balance to normal, thereby gradually reversing the decline of Da Qian.
To change the balance, we must try our best to select officials who are honest and dedicated to their duties, or capable ministers who have the ability to make the people live a good life...
Thinking of this, Li Qian dug out a memorial. This was not a memorial written by an official below, but a letter written by He Shen to Li Qian. It was considered a personal letter.
Although when talking about capable ministers, Li Qian first thought of He Shen as a bit ironic.
But it has to be said that this little fat guy still has two skills. Not only did he punish the corrupt officials Li Qian wanted to do, but he also made disaster relief work very impressive. He also came up with such a way to make money and reduce costs by damming and silting up the land. ,increase the court's income.
This letter introduced what he did in the two disaster areas of Xingyang and Bianzhou, including borrowing food, building river embankments, building dams and silting the land, etc.
This is much better than some people who only talk empty talk.
Maybe he also reaped benefits when he built the river, but at least he allowed the people on both sides of the river to have enough to eat.
Moreover, if this embankment can really be built, it will definitely greatly improve the land conditions in Xingyang and Bianzhou, making these two places another grain-producing area for the imperial court after the Guanzhong Plain, and allowing the imperial court to reduce its influence on various places. Dependence on water supply.
But here's the crux of the matter.
Li Qian felt that he saw the huge benefits contained in this, and there must be others who saw it too.
Who wouldn’t want millions of acres of prime farmland created out of thin air?
Presumably the officials of the imperial court and the local gentry were all watching closely.
In this case, what will He Shen and Yan Song do?
Li Qian stared at the letter and was lost in thought for a long time, thinking about this matter. An honest person is not necessarily an official. For example, some censors usually point and point arrogantly, but when it comes to real matters, they may not be able to do so. Stand firm.
People like He Shen and Yan Song who can get things done, but their hands are not very clean, may take this opportunity to make a fortune...
"Your Majesty, this is the letter sent by He Shen, Lord and Yan Xiang."
While he was dazed, the old eunuch suddenly walked in from the door, holding two secret letters in his hand.
"Bring it here."
Li Qian waved with interest. Is there any new trick this time?
Wu Meiniang and Lu Zhi also stopped writing and looked at Li Qian curiously.
Li Qian first opened Heshen's letter, which said that thanks to His Majesty's blessing, everything in Xingyang was going smoothly, and construction was about to start soon, and he announced to the people and victims that the dams and landfills would be dug up.
In addition, I would like to express my gratitude to Your Majesty for your proposal to restrict people from buying and selling land so that large households cannot annex their land...
Li Qian was suddenly startled while reading.
"When did I say this?"
Li Qian thought for a moment, and suddenly understood He Shen's intention, and laughed out loud: "He doesn't want me to take the blame for him, right?"
The principle of Heshen is probably to be kind to others, and to be harmonious brings wealth.
Even if he could withstand the pressure from those wealthy country gentry owners, he would not completely stand on the opposite side of those wealthy country gentry families, let alone break up with those people.
"Your Majesty, aren't you taking your own initiative too seriously?"
Wu Meiniang frowned and said, "Isn't this causing trouble for Your Majesty?"
But Lu Zhi smiled softly and said: "How can you say that you are causing trouble?"
"My Lord and I have already said in the letter that as soon as these words come out, tens of thousands of people will surely praise Your Majesty's kindness. Those people who have benefited from this will definitely be grateful for His grace. Is this considered troublesome?"
Wu Meiniang shook her head gently, and Danfeng's eyes showed two cold arcs: "What's the use of the people's praise?"
"This move has offended the wealthy squires and their relatives and friends in the officialdom. What benefit will it bring to Your Majesty?"
"Master He is smart enough to keep the good things to himself and throw the bad things to His Majesty..."
"Don't say that."
Li Qian smiled and shook his head, then opened the letter written by Yan Song.
The content of this letter was very different from that of He Shen. The plagiarism check rate reached an astonishing 90%, which made Li Qian a little unsure for a moment. Did the two people come together to discuss whether the letter should be written? Otherwise, why would it be so similar?
But at the end of Yan Song's letter, he said otherwise that the disaster was urgent and that he had already started to build a dam and silt up the land on the north bank.
The controversy at this time is quite serious and will surely attract a lot of criticism. Please don't believe the slanderous words of villains and so on.
After Li Qian finished reading, he smiled softly: "It seems that Prime Minister Yan is also worried about slander and fear of ridicule..."
He put away the two letters, put them aside, and looked at Wu Meiniang with a smile: "Meiniang, actually what I did with the Qing family is quite in line with my wishes. The common people you mentioned are the foundation of my great work. .”
Looking at Wu Meiniang's expression, she seemed a little unconvinced.
But Li Qian can also understand her thoughts. After all, they don't have the education that Li Qian has experienced since childhood, and they don't know some truths.
But Li Qian must explain this truth to her clearly. This is the most fundamental difference.
There can be disagreements in daily life, but this most basic truth cannot be ambiguous.
If the ideas cannot be reversed and this difference persists, the two will continue to have conflicts in government affairs, which will eventually lead to Li Qian having to give up Wu Meiniang...
"I know that the big families have money and food, and there are people in the court, and they can organize soldiers at critical moments."
Li Qian said to her: "But Mei Niang, have you ever thought about why they can do this?"
Wu Meiniang frowned slightly and looked at Li Qian with some confusion: "Your Majesty, isn't it because they have colluded with officials in the DPRK?"
Li Qian said with a smile: "The reason why big households can make all the difference is not because they are powerful, but because they have the support of small people."
"Eshan should know that although the big landlords have been oppressing the small people, collecting rents and occupying the fields, the most authoritative people in a village are often the big landlords."
"Sometimes even the government's words are not as useful as theirs."
Lu Pheasant nodded his head lightly and quite agreed with Li Qian's words: "Your Majesty, many small people have to rely on landlords to survive."
"Needless to say, those tenants who rent land will definitely starve to death if no landlord rents land to them. Even those who have land at home are usually willing to follow those big squires and landlords."
"After all, if there is any famine, they will have to rely on the grain reserves of large families to survive..."
"Haha~"
Li Qian chuckled twice and shook his head: "Look, the common people don't want to believe in our court anymore. When encountering a famine, the first thing they consider is the big families, instead of trusting the court's disaster relief."
Lu Pheasant's pretty face changed color slightly, and she quickly lowered her head and said, "Your Majesty, I made a mistake."
"It's true. Isn't this what I asked you to say?"
Li Qian had been sitting for too long, so he stood up and stretched his muscles a little, then walked to the window with his hands behind his hands.
The greenery and beautiful flowers and trees set off the bright red pillars in the distance.
A cool breeze blew over my face, bringing with it the fragrance of flowers.
Li Qian looked along the scent of flowers. In the golden autumn of September, he saw chrysanthemums blooming like hydrangeas, red, purple, yellow and orange, each with its own posture.
"I feel very embarrassed when I talk about this."
Li Qian withdrew his gaze, turned to look at Lu Pheasant and Wu Meiniang, and sighed softly: "Our ministers and officials in the imperial court are officials but don't think about making decisions for the people. They only want to make a lot of benefits for themselves. "
"After a long time, who will trust these people? Let alone the imperial court? Just like the Chang Pingcang incident in Longxi a while ago, how can people trust people if this incident spreads?"
"When we needed the food in the warehouse to save our lives, we found that it was only an empty warehouse. Our Governor Song burned even the empty warehouse, leaving nothing for the people..."
At the end of the sentence, Li Qian's voice gradually became softer.
Those who believed may have died of hunger long ago, and now only the unbelievers are left.
This was also one of the fatal situations Li Qian faced, the lack of credibility in the court.
"His Majesty……"
Lu Zhi bit her red lips and lowered her head, not knowing what to say.
Wu Meiniang stood up and walked to him, stretched out her arms, and gently rubbed away Li Qian's frown.
"Your Majesty, haven't you already punished Song Min?"
She said softly: "In the future, every corrupt official like this will be killed. When the people see it, they will naturally trust the court again."
The delicate fragrance came from the tip of his nose, and the soft touch between his brows made Li Qian's feeling of fatigue slightly lessened.
He smiled and said: "If this is true, I'm afraid someone will rise up and rebel soon." He is not Zhu Yuanzhang, the anti-corruption pioneer. He is in charge of the country's troops and has supreme prestige. He can skin and hide corrupt officials.
"Many of these officials are related to wealthy families... Even officials who are not from wealthy families will inevitably be involved with them after becoming officials."
Li Qian shook his head slightly: "So, the problem has returned to the big households and the small people."
Wu Meiniang nodded and said: "Yes, Your Majesty, I have learned a lesson..."
Li Qian stretched out his hand and patted her buttocks with a smile: "No, you don't understand!"
"His Majesty……"
Wu Meiniang's voice softened a bit, she put her hands behind her back to cover her butt, and looked up at Li Qian with a blushing face.
"The big families drive the small people, so they have the confidence to go against the imperial court."
Li Qian smiled and said: "If one day, all the common people can trust the imperial court more than trusting them, then everything in the world can be achieved."
The imperial power did not go to the countryside. In fact, the power in the countryside was firmly in the hands of the big families. Any official who went to the place must respect their opinions.
Mencius said: It is not difficult to govern, and it is not a crime to have a wealthy family.
Even ministers like Heshen and Yan Song had to respect the opinions of the Zheng family in Xingyang and the local big families when they came to the place. This shows the great influence of those big families.
But if one day, the court's words are more effective than theirs and can directly organize the small people below, then the foundation of the existence of these big households will be greatly weakened.
"His Majesty……"
Wu Meiniang still had some doubts in her eyes, and she looked up at Li Qian: "But the common people can only struggle to survive. If there is a slight disaster, they will not be able to survive. The big families have money and food..."
Li Qian chuckled and shook his head, not knowing how to explain the vast ocean of People's War to her.
"The number of small people is a hundred times and a thousand times that of large households."
Li Qian smiled and said: "As long as the imperial court can convince them, the power of these people will definitely be unmatched by the big families."
He could only tell Wu Meiniang in this way, and she would understand it when she sees its power one day in the future.
"Yes, Your Majesty."
Wu Meiniang lowered her head, her voice a little dull.
Li Qian held her soft waist and walked to the table with a smile: "Don't rush for now. Only by taking your time can you realize the power of this matter."
"Your Majesty, how are you going to reply to the letter from your Excellency and Prime Minister Yan?" Lu Pheasant asked from behind the table.
"Return? No need to reply."
Li Qian smiled softly and said, "We don't have to do anything."
"Since they have done this kind of thing, sooner or later there will be dissatisfied people jumping out."
"Although the Heqing family has put all the blame on me, won't others cause trouble for the two of them?"
"I just helped them distract a little attention. When those people who like to make trouble start to make trouble, I will just give these two a hand."
"Your Majesty, your Majesty," Wu Meiniang and Lu Zhi said with a smile.
This approach is simply the most brilliant.
Li Chan's prediction was absolutely correct. Things will develop in this direction...
Yuanwu County.
Today was the day to post the notice, but Hu Zongxian did not write the notice and discussed it in detail with his master as usual.
He directly copied several copies of the notice written by Yan Song and posted it below.
Not surprisingly, this notice caused an uproar as soon as it was posted.
At the gate of the county government office, there is Shenming Pavilion.
It is supported by eight thin columns, covered with black tiles, and the four corners are flying.
Several government servants in soap clothes stepped into the pavilion, cleaned up all the debris of other notices posted inside, then smeared paste on the list, and pasted this large notice on it, clanging. Hit the gong a few times.
Then the government officials turned around and left, busily going to each village to post notices.
The people passing by on the roadside heard the gong sound, and some of them immediately gathered around.
"Stop looking, Chen Laoliu, do you understand the words?" passers-by laughed and cursed outside.
The man who was being ridiculed was not angry and said to the outside in a dull voice: "I don't understand, but Brother Lu's family sells paper and pens. Don't you understand?"
"Brother Lu, what is written on this?"
At this time, many people had gathered around Shenming Pavilion, and they all looked eagerly at the middle-aged man standing in front of the list, wearing a green silk t-shirt.
The man glanced briefly at first, then smiled and said to those around him, "It's about building the embankment."
"Hey! You thought something was weird!"
"Hasn't the matter of embankment construction been spread a long time ago?"
"Isn't it true? If the embankment is broken, why don't we repair it? The official in this yamen really has enough time to worry about it, and he even wrote a special letter..."
Brother Lu, who was selling paper and pens, laughed and took another look at the article on the list.
But it was this look that made him stunned.
"Damming and silting the land...the imperial court actually wants to dam and silt the land!" He couldn't help but exclaimed.
After hearing this, the people around Shenming Pavilion suddenly felt no longer sleepy, and those who were about to leave also stopped.
The crowd was extremely excited, beaming with joy, and asked loudly:
"How to fight? Where is the muddy ground?"
"Can it reach my house? Brother Lu? It's just to the west of Chenjiagou. It's very flooded. When I went to see it a few days ago, the water hadn't receded yet!"
"When will it be silted up? I still have five acres of land. Can I grow food in time for next year..."
Lu Qiang, who was doing business in paper and pen business, opened his mouth wider and wider as he looked at the announcement. More and more people gathered around after hearing the news, and the noise here became louder and louder.
"The muddy ground...the muddy ground..."
Lu Qiang suddenly shouted loudly: "It's all silt! It's all silt!"
He shouted excitedly: "Let's silt up all the land along the river in Yuanwu County!
"
"What?"
"Really or not?"
"So much..."
The people who had just experienced a flood were temporarily dazzled by the happy news and subconsciously doubted the authenticity of the news.
"Let me see, let me see!"
With so many people coming, literacy naturally appeared.
"Let me see, let me see!" A young man in a t-shirt squeezed out of the crowd and ran into the pavilion.
"It's Xiao Chen Xiucai!"
The crowd fell silent and looked at him eagerly.
The young Chen Xiucai looked at it, his face getting worse and worse, but he still said to the people around him: "It is true that there is silt near the river!"
The people around him cheered instantly, and some even excitedly took their things and ran home to inform their families and neighbors.
Lu Qiang was also very happy, but he noticed Chen Xiucai's face, and then asked in confusion: "Chen Xiucai? What's wrong? Isn't it a good thing to dam and silt up the land?"
Then Chen Xiucai said angrily: "My second uncle sold the dozens of acres of land in my family the day before yesterday!"
"What?" Lu Qiang was shocked, is there such a thing?
After the two people said this, the common people discovered that there were quite a lot of people around them being bought and criticized.
"Three dollars per acre! It's really a killing. Ten acres of my farmland was bought by that cripple Liu from Liujiazhuang!"
"He also bought my farm, but I sold him three acres!"
"Haha! I remember that the old Zhou family next door sold more than 60 acres of land in one go. Isn't it beautiful? I'll see what his face looks like when I get back..."
We just suffered from floods this year, and many places were flooded. The river water will not recede for a long time, and even good fields will be soaked sooner or later, let alone the original fields.
This kind of land that cannot grow crops is of little use in the first place, but now when someone wants to buy it, most people will happily agree.
After all, if you don’t sell it, you won’t sell it for nothing.
I just didn’t expect that a few days later, the government office would post a notice that dams would be built to silt the land!
Lu Qiang stared at the excited people below with dumbfounded eyes. He never expected that this would happen.
He is not a local, he came here on business from other places.
Although I also bought land here, what I bought was not a piece of land. No one would buy that when buying land.
So this incident did not affect him.
But Lu Qiang still looked at Chen Xiucai subconsciously: "Chen Xiucai, didn't the notice say that the land purchased before does not count?"
"That's what the notice says, does it apply?"
Chen Xiucai still looked at the notice in the pavilion bitterly: "Who doesn't know that Liu Cripple works for Liu Yuanwai of Liujia Village? His relatives are high-ranking officials in the capital. If they get the land in his hands, they can still get it back.
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"The government didn't even recruit anyone for treatment!"
When the people who sold their land heard Lu Qiang's words, they originally had a glimmer of hope, but after hearing these words, they all became dejected and sighed.
"This...that's not necessarily true."
Lu Qiang pointed at the notice and said sternly: "Didn't the notice say it? This was said by His Majesty and the court together. No matter how powerful Mr. Liu is, can he still defeat them?"
"Come on, let's go find him and argue!
"
With so many fellow villagers by his side, Chen Xiucai felt emboldened and led a group of villagers who had been deceived into selling their land and rushed to Liujiacun.
The commotion here was so big that naturally it couldn't be hidden from the officials in the county government.
After seeing those people leaving, a small official in soap clothes hurriedly ran to the back hall of the county government office.
"Prime Minister Yan, Mr. Zheng, and the county magistrate have all gone to Liujiacun, and the leader is a scholar!"
"Xiucai?"
The name of Mr. Zheng in the hall is Zheng Chen, and he is none other than Zheng Chen's biological brother.
At this moment, he was wearing a simple gray silk robe and was looking at the yamen servant curiously: "Which scholar?"
"It's Chen Xiaoxiucai from Chenjiagou. Their family also had land bought by Liu Laizi."
Zheng Chen glanced at Yan Song hesitantly: "Prime Minister Yan, doesn't the dynasty always dislike lawsuits among its members? Could this be..."
Yan Song smiled and shook his head: "Brother Zheng, although I don't like students to litigate, the students I work for must also be bloody!"
"We can't let evil people like this run rampant in the countryside, oppress the fellow villagers, and still cower in fear!"
"If the scholars in our Dagan do not even dare to say anything when encountering this kind of thing, then reading this sage's book will be in vain. Where is the blood of our Dagan people? The country is about to perish!"
Zheng Chen was stunned. It was the imperial court that did not allow lawsuits. Now it is the imperial court that is bloody.
It’s you who become a bitch, and you who build an archway, right?
How can it really make sense?
Hu Zongxian was sitting at the bottom. When he saw this, he smiled and said: "What Prime Minister Yan said is absolutely true."
He turned his head and looked at Zheng Chen with a smile: "Master Zheng, this young scholar Chen is also a bloody person. I believe he will become a great person in the future."
"good."
Zheng Chen also sat upright and said with a smile: "He is a good young man. No matter what happens to other people's land, I will definitely get his land back anyway!"
"Everyone can get their belongings back! Don't worry, Master Zheng!"
Hu Zongxian laughed loudly and said: "If it were only the next person, I would definitely not dare to praise this kind of Haikou."
"But now Prime Minister Yan is also in charge of Yuanwu, helping the people get their land back. It's easy to get it!"
Yan Song smiled and added: "Of course, we still have to follow the court's laws. Even the prime minister cannot use his power to overwhelm others."
"That's natural."
Zheng Chen suddenly sighed softly and said with emotion: "To be honest, since Prime Minister Yan came to our Xingyang, I have really seen the character of famous ministers."
"To this day, I realize that the ministers I saw before were not ministers at all, they were all rice bugs!"
Hu Zongxian suddenly glanced at Zheng Chen warily, not expecting that this old boy had such profound skills.
Naturally, Yan Song became even lighter. He smiled, took a sip of tea, and said: "Brother Zheng's words are a bit extreme. There are still many honest officials in the court..."
Zheng Chen waved his hand helplessly: "It goes without saying, Prime Minister Yan! My brother used to be a county guard, and my father used to be Taichang Qing. How can I not know their virtues?"
Yan Song almost spit out his strong tea. How could he arrange his own brother and father like this?
Hu Zongxian also looked at Zheng Chen with dumbfounded eyes. He always knew that this old man had a fierce personality, but he didn't expect him to be so fierce.
Zheng Chen took a sip of tea and said disdainfully: "I won't call my father an old man, but my brother is a bitch, and he still serves as a county guard?"
"Every day in the yamen, I'm pretentious, pretentious, and alluring. I also like to flatter my boss and flatter my boss."
"He has learned all my father's tricks. They are exactly the same."
The corner of Yan Song's mouth twitched. He couldn't say yes, right, right, right, right, right, and scolded his father and brother along with Zheng Chen, right?
"Don't tell me, even after becoming an official in the past few years, I haven't stopped thinking about this and that..."
Zheng Chen seemed to be resentful towards his brother, and kept complaining: "A while ago, I even went up to the pole to give my granddaughter to someone else as a concubine. Listen, is this something a human being does?"
Yan Song was startled and suddenly became interested: "Brother Zheng, why don't you elaborate?"
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Liujiazhuang.
Liu Yuanwai dared to take this opportunity to accuse Lu Tian, so he was naturally fully prepared.
He has already positioned his opponents in those county offices and the imperial court. As for a young scholar leading a group of mud-legged people...
What a rabble! Liu Yuanwai didn’t take them seriously at all.
Chen Xiucai and his entourage did not even see his face when they went there, and were coaxed away by Liu's servants.
The group of people walked dejectedly on the road away from the village, feeling depressed.
Xiao Chen Xiucai's face was even more burning. He brought a group of villagers to ask for the land, but he didn't even see the face of the real owner.
He vaguely felt that the villagers around him looked at him differently.
"We have to come back sooner or later!
"
As Chen Xiucai was walking, he suddenly couldn't bear it any longer. He blushed and said angrily, "I don't believe Liu Yuanwai can cover up the sky with one hand!"
"In the worst case, we'll sue all the way to the capital, and we'll file a lawsuit!"
"Okay~" Upon hearing this, the villagers all started wailing to express their support.
"Prime Minister Yan is still in our Yuanwu County! Let's go find him!"
I don't know who suddenly shouted, and the crowd exploded.
"Prime Minister Yan is the great master of Qingtian, he can definitely make the decision for us!"
"Let's go find Prime Minister Yan. He wants to punish Yuan Liu with just a few words!"
"Chen Xiucai, we can't read or speak, why don't you take us there?"
"Yes, we in Chenjiagou don't have many students studying, but we are counting on you to get ahead..."
It is not a good thing for a student to be involved in a lawsuit, let alone go to a big shot like Yan Song?
But Chen Xiucai, a young man with strong energy and blood, had just been stimulated again, and he was already easily impulsive. Now that he was encouraged by his father and fellow villagers, the impulse in his heart quickly overcame his shrinkage.
"Let's go! Let's go find Prime Minister Yan to make the decision!