There was a different scene in the Zhu family compound. Cai Jing had already thrown away his sleeves and left. He couldn't afford to lose this person.
The members of the Cai faction were blushing and wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl in.
After Zhao Huan's verification, Cai Zheng's abilities and methods were mediocre, and he was one of those people who seemed very strong, but turned out to be broken into pieces.
But in terms of "no bottom line", Cai Zheng did not disappoint.
In order to protect yourself, you can give up any family prestige or personal dignity without hesitation.
At this moment, Cai Zheng is kneeling at Zhao Huan's feet, with a face full of flattery. As long as he doesn't go to Kaifeng Mansion, he can do anything. Anyway, relying on the background of the Cai family, even if he becomes the laughing stock of the whole city, what's the harm?
The worst case scenario is to leave Bianjing and continue to be a master.
The village chiefs who came to collect the money were sweating nervously. Any one of these big figures in front of them would be as "heavenly" to ordinary people like them.
The people standing in front of me were not only all named Zhu, but they were all distinguished and courageous squires from Bianjing.
Looking inside, there is another group of lower-level officials.
Although they are subordinates, they are all higher than the county magistrate...
Further inside, there are dignitaries and dignitaries that ordinary people will never come into contact with in this life. There are countless officials above the fifth rank, and ministers above the fourth rank can be seen everywhere.
Their eyes moved to the vicinity of the steps, and the hearts of all the village chiefs almost rose to their throats.
"I think... that old gentleman must be the head of the Zhu family, Zhu Bocai, the patriarch of the three dynasties, right? This is the brother of Queen Qincheng."
"Who is that standing next to you?"
"I heard the adults talking just now, and it seemed that it was Chen Dayou, a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy."
"How big an official is a bachelor of the Hanlin Academy?"
“It’s huge anyway!”
"Wow! I was lucky enough to meet the governor of Kaifeng once."
"That woman dressed up must be the princess, right?"
"Hush! If you dare to talk about the princess, be careful of having your head ripped off."
The village chiefs were shocked, and their eyes moved to the middle. Under the guard of dignitaries, a man wearing royal robes sat slumped in the middle.
This guy is definitely a prince, but his sitting posture is worse than that of a ruffian. He is completely leaning on the chair, with his left leg crossed over his right leg, and his toes are shaking.
Such an unseemly prince must be the rumored Prince Ding!
The village chiefs' eyes were gleaming. Although this was their first time seeing Zhao Huan, they were still trembling with excitement.
Rumors about Zhao Huan have long been spread among the people, especially in the Bianjing area. From an eighty-year-old woman to a five- or six-year-old Shuzi, no one knows the word "Ding Wang".
The one who excited them the most was Cai Zheng kneeling at Zhao Huan's feet.
As expected, this scoundrel who plundered the people's wealth and had no regard for the life and death of the people was made docile by King Ding.
All the village chiefs fell to their knees one after another, with tears filling their eyes with excitement.
"The ordinary people pay homage to the prince. The prince is standing up for the ordinary people, and the ordinary people are grateful."
"The current situation is not good, food and drink have become a problem, and there is really no extra money to build a temple for the prince."
"When there is a good harvest in the future, the little ones must worship the prince's statue."
"To have a prince in the Song Dynasty is a blessing that we, the common people, have accumulated over many generations."
Seeing that Zhao Huan was so admired by the people, the Zhu family all held their heads high and put on a proud posture.
Even Zhu Bocai couldn't help but sigh secretly.
In Bianjing, those who can gain power either rely on clinging connections or blood background, and no matter which way, they will inevitably bully the weak and make the people frightened.
But Zhao Huan took a completely different path.
In addition to the most violent prince, the most dishonorable prince, and the prince who loves his wife the most... Zhao Huan probably has another title, that is, the prince who is most loved by the people.
No wonder even His Majesty is afraid of the prince's reputation among the people.
Zhu Lian and Zheng Qingyun looked at each other and smiled, their slightly raised eyebrows proving how proud they were at the moment.
Under the gaze of the village chiefs, Zhao Huan stretched hard and even yawned loudly in public.
"I have been waiting for you here for a long time, but you are too slow."
The village chiefs thought Zhao Huan was angry, and the admiration on their faces was instantly replaced by fear, and they quickly fell to the ground.
Zhao Huanze shook his feet lazily: "Even if it is a good harvest year, there is no need to build a temple for this king to offer an image."
"I'm lazy and I have used up all my energy to take care of my family. How can I have any extra energy to be a god and protect all living beings?"
"When the harvest is good, save more money and improve your life."
Speaking of this, Zhao Huan stretched out his hand and pointed at Zhao Shiyan who was standing next to him: "This is Kaifeng Prefecture Yin. All affairs in Jidian are under his control. If anyone dares to collect any bullshit charity money from you in the future, just go to Kaifeng Prefecture and file a complaint."
Can."
"Master Zhao is the most upright official in the world, so he will naturally stand up for you."
This sudden flattery caught Zhao Shiyan off guard, with a look of pride and embarrassment on his face.
He cleared his throat and said seriously: "Have you heard what the prince said?"
"In this land of Bianjing, no one can bully you."
The village chiefs knew that Zhao Huan was generous to the people, but they didn't expect him to be so down-to-earth...
They were no longer afraid, raised their heads, and looked at Zhao Huan with flushed faces.
"Common people, remember, you also have a backer, and this backer is the prince."
Zhao Huan nodded with satisfaction, reached out and grabbed Cai Zheng's ears, pulled him in front of him, kicked Cai Zheng in the butt, and kicked him out.
"Go and apologize to others!"
"Remember, don't reach out, otherwise you will be caught."
Cai Zheng didn't dare to hesitate. He got up from the ground and stumbled to the village chiefs. He knelt down and bowed his hands.
"Everyone, I am no longer willing to raise donations privately."
"I beg you, my lords, to have a lot of money, and don't have the same experience as the lower officials."
The village chiefs at the scene all opened their eyes wide. The person in front of them was Cai Jing's grandson. Such a powerful person was actually kicked out by the prince. He even saluted and apologized to these idiots in public?
Even if they were dreaming, they would not dare to have such unrealistic dreams.
The village chief of Yangshu Village couldn't help but swallowed his saliva. Even with the support of the prince, he absolutely did not dare to show off in front of the Cai family. He nodded and responded: "Master Cai is serious, and the common people cannot afford it."
Cai Zheng snorted coldly in his heart, you are a wise boy!
He turned around and ran back to Zhao Huan, again putting on a flattering expression with low eyebrows.
"The villagers have forgiven the official. I beg the prince to have mercy and put down the official."
Zhao Huan shrugged, ignored Cai Zheng's plea for mercy, and raised his eyebrows at Zhu Peng: "Go and call Chang Fu."
Upon hearing this, Cai Zheng almost cried: "Your Majesty, what are you asking Changfu to do?"