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Chapter 505 The Storm on North Jingbei Road

Xie Wende thought he had heard wrongly. Before he could react, the Imperial Guards had already begun to instinctively carry out the emperor's orders.

The thirty or so people in the front row dismounted, took out their crossbows, and pointed them straight ahead.

Jing Chao angrily shouted: "I'll give you one last chance. Everyone put down their weapons and disband on the spot! Otherwise, we will kill without mercy!"

Na Xie Chong raised a knife and shouted loudly: "These people were found by Wangjiacun, let's fight with them..."

As soon as he finished speaking, ten crossbow arrows were fired at him.

The first crossbow arrow pierced his throat, the second crossbow arrow nailed his chest, and almost all the other crossbow arrows hit him.

Xie Chong was stunned, his eyes widened, and he touched his throat with trembling hands. His body went limp and he fell to the ground.

There was dead silence.

Xie Chong's body twitched a few times, and he made a "yeah" sound from his mouth, and then he became motionless.

Another villager dropped his knife, raised his hand, and shouted: "You won't rob our river, will you?"

Jing Chao said: "The rivers, rivers, and lakes here all belong to the imperial court. Naturally, they can be used by you and anyone else!"

The man hesitated for a moment and said, "Everyone put down your weapons first."

The rest of the people looked at each other and hesitated.

Xie Wende angrily shouted in the crowd: "These people are from Wangjiacun. They are here to steal our river. Without a river, how can we irrigate! You don't want to eat anymore! All pick up your weapons and fight with them!"

Everyone became confused.

In the final analysis, it is a private fight among the people, and all classes have their own interests.

Landowners want to annex more fields and occupy more resources.

Ordinary people, on the other hand, want to plant more fields and use more resources.

The driving force behind this is naturally the landlords.

In other words, the fundamental reason is that under the old system, the means of production were controlled by a small number of people, and most people had no choice but to obey the mercy of a small number of people.

Zhao Ning said: "We are only arresting Xie Wende. After you put down your weapons, you can go back to your homes. Farming or fishing has nothing to do with you!"

Still the same villager, he said: "What if Wangjiacun comes to trouble us again?"

Zhao Ning said: "No more trouble will come from Wangjiacun to you in the future!"

"Whoever said it can guarantee it! Several officials have come to tell us this in the past, but nothing has changed!"

Other villagers also started talking: "Yes! I've said that before, but nothing has changed!"

"That's right! Wangjiacun will still come!"

"..."

The villagers say something to each other.

Even the children were muttering next to them: "Hit the people from Wangjiacun!"

Zhao Ning shouted: "I can guarantee it, the court can guarantee it! We are here this time to resolve this matter."

"How to solve?"

"This is what the court should think about. You should put down your weapons now and go back to farming. I promise!"

More villagers began to lay down their weapons and then moved out of the way.

Xie Wende stood there and shouted: "Everyone take up arms! These people are from Wangjiacun!"

No one paid attention to him.

The Imperial Guards swarmed forward.

Xie Wende wanted to run away, but was caught by several people.

"Let me go! You are too courageous! My father Xie Zhongren! My father Xie Zhongren!" Xie Wende roared loudly.

But no one in the Praetorian Guard paid him any attention, and they dragged him over like a dog and threw him into the open space.

Xie Wende got up in embarrassment, patted the dust on his body, and said harshly: "I will ask my father to kill you all!"

As soon as he finished speaking, he was kicked in the back of the leg, his body tilted, and he knelt on the ground.

Zhao Ning said: "Xie Wende violated the new policy of land reclamation on Jinghu North Road, merged fields without authorization, and encouraged local private fighting. He will be executed immediately!"

The farmer who had just called on everyone to put down their weapons said: "Xie Yanei is the son of Xie Tongzhi. Wouldn't it be inappropriate for you to execute him without authorization?"

No one answered his question.

Only Xie Wende was shocked and said: "You dare to kill me!"

While he was talking, a guard pulled out his sword.

Now Xie Wende was really scared, and he immediately began to beg for mercy: "Hero, spare me, my father is Xie Zhongren, my family has a lot of money, I will give you as much as you want..."

Before he finished speaking, the imperial guard came down with a sword.

With a click, Xie Wende's head fell off his neck, blood sprayed all over the floor, and the headless body fell to the side.

The villagers watched this scene quietly and did not dare to say anything.

They didn't know who these people were, and even Xie Yanei dared to kill them.

It seems to have a great background.

The imperial guard skillfully wrapped Xie Wende's head in cloth.

Zhao Ning waved his hand, and Pan Hanli led some people, twisting the head, and rushed to Jiangling City first.

The summer sun scorches the earth, and everything is illuminated brightly.

Zhao Ning inquired in Xiejiacun and found out that there had been many private fights between Xiejiacun and Wangjiacun, and that almost everywhere in Xiejiacun was tenants.

Land annexation and private lending are everywhere.

Even when Zhao Guan's family was killing people in Xiejia Village, there was no peace in Jiangling Mansion.

All the officials of Jiangling Prefecture, big and small, are in the Yamen of the Transportation Department.

Tang Ke, the transfer envoy of Jinghu North Road, had a pile of documents in front of him. This was the general ledger of the land reclamation of Jinghu North Road.

The officials sat on both sides.

Now the state governments on Jinghu North Road are preparing for the summer tax, and there are only three months until the autumn tax.

Both the Political Affairs Hall and the Agricultural Affairs Secretary wrote to him many times, urging him to speed up the progress of land reclamation.

The level of land reclamation on Jinghu North Road is very high.

However, it was not easy to be a transshipment envoy. The people in Jinghu area were fierce, local officials were deeply involved with landlords and businessmen, and they were far away from the imperial court.

The Transportation Department has formulated policies, and there are various countermeasures below.

Land reclamation is indeed land reclamation, but I am afraid that no one here has this data on how much of the land reclaimed below falls into the hands of ordinary people.

Many people have reported that local landlords have joined forces with officials to annex fertile land without permission, and a group of people have even been imprisoned.

However, many documents submitted one after another, with incorrect correspondence, all told Tang Ke that this was an extremely bad account.

Moreover, as the land reclamation progresses faster, the interest disputes will become more complicated and the accounts will become worse.

Even from grassroots officials to middle-level officials to high-level officials on Jinghu North Road, they may all have huge interests involved in this land reclamation.

They have formed a network and are frantically plundering their own interests.

"Why can't it be verified again?" Tang Ke held a document, "The land reclamation of Xiejia Village and Wangjia Village cannot be verified!"

Everyone looked at each other, and finally their eyes fell on fellow acquaintance Xie Wende. Xie Wende said: "Maybe the clerk below made an error in recording."

Tang Ke said: "Is there an error in the records, or has someone tampered with the land registration?"

Xie Wende said: "Ms. Tang, the court has given such a heavy task. Everyone is working very hard now. They are busy day and night. It is normal for a little negligence in some places. If such a small thing makes the matter bigger, what if the grassroots
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