Chapter five hundred and fifth dragon has inverse scales
Zhu Ping'an's safe return turned the fields of Xiahe Village into a sea of joy. n∈n∈. After everyone's excitement gradually calmed down, people remembered that today's other protagonist was coming, and then they were stepped on in the crowd.
Feng Hushu, who had suffered countless injuries, returned to the public eye again.
"Itchisheng pays homage to your lord."
By the way, Feng Hushu, who was kneeling on the ground at this moment, looked very embarrassed. He had many big footprints on his body, his hands were muddy from being stepped on, and cold sweat was pouring from his forehead.
"Eh? Why is this? Why does a scholar need to give such a gift?" Zhu Pingan stood in front of Feng Hushu, curled up his lips and asked Feng Hushu who was kneeling on the ground with a smile.
"My lord, I have turned a bad thing into a good thing and returned safely. I am so happy that I can't help but do it." Feng Hushu knelt on the ground, his voice trembling out of fear.
With footprints, cold sweat, and a trembling voice, Feng Hushu looked pitiful, but there must be something hateful about the poor man!
If he hadn't come back, he would definitely have another aloof face at this moment. I don't know how his mother and father would be made things difficult for him at this moment. Subordinate officials are the main body of the state's public power that directly affects the people. Xiaoxiao
The tragedies of subordinate officials who ruined their families are not a small number in this era. When I strive for the imperial examination, my primary purpose is to improve my family and protect my family. I can tolerate bullying and humiliating me, but it is absolutely unacceptable to humiliate my family! Longzhi
Those who touch it are angry, and my family members are my inverse scales.
He is a sixth-grade official, but he was misinformed about his death, and this person dared to come to his own house to cause trouble. So for other powerless families, this person must have done worse. I don’t know how many families have suffered.
It's harmful.
Therefore, Zhu Ping'an had no intention of repaying kindness with Feng Hushu who was kneeling at his feet. He was not the Holy Virgin White Lotus.
"A scholar does not kneel before an official, unless he worships Confucius. I am not your mentor. If you kneel down to me, doesn't it mean that I am arrogant enough to compare myself to Confucius? Huh?" Zhu Pingan bent down slightly and looked at the kneeling man.
Feng Hushu at his feet asked with a playful smile.
"Itchy students don't dare, itchy students don't dare." Hearing this, Feng Hushu looked confused. Master Zhu was thinking too much, but when he saw the questioning look in Zhu Pingan's eyes, cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
He kept kowtowing.
"Look, why are you kowtowing again? I'm not arrogant enough to dare to compare myself to Kong Sheng." Zhu Ping'an said and turned sideways to avoid it.
"Itchy students don't dare, itchy students don't dare..."
Feng Hushu quickly stood up and saluted Zhu Pingan, confessed repeatedly, and then waved his sleeves to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. At this moment, Feng Hushu's little heart almost couldn't help it.
"Well, that's right." Zhu Pingan nodded.
Hearing Zhu Pingan's words, Feng Hushu breathed a sigh of relief, and his heart, which had been holding on tightly, could finally relax.
However, the next second, he saw Zhu Ping'an nodding, and then asked again as if nothing had happened, "Where did we talk just now? Oh, by the way, I remembered. My family also has to pay taxes. When will the court
How come I don’t know about the tax payment policy?”
As soon as Zhu Ping'an finished speaking, there was a popping sound, and Feng Hushu, who had just stood up, fell to his knees again with a plop, trembling, his face was as red as a monkey's butt, and he could not say a word.
Whatever policy the imperial court had issued, it was all done deliberately by him. So under Zhu Pingan's question, Feng Hushu just trembled and could not say a word.
When everyone in Xiahe Village saw Feng Hushu like this, they all laughed at him. He looked so majestic just now, but now he is like a mouse after seeing a cat.
"What's wrong?" Zhu Pingan bent down slightly, looked at Feng Hushu and asked with the corners of his lips raised, "Can't you remember?"
Feng Hushu hesitated and couldn't answer.
"Okay, let me change the question, who asked you to come?" Zhu Pingan asked again.
"Itchy Sheng, Itchy Sheng Itchy Sheng was ordered by the county magistrate." Feng Hushu was very unsure when he said this.
In fact, he did not obey the magistrate's orders. It was all on his own initiative. He wanted to come here to make a lot of money and fill his own pockets. He did this kind of thing without telling the magistrate, and he only came under the magistrate's banner.
It's just bluffing. He has done this kind of thing not once or twice. What do the people below know? When they see someone coming from the county government, they just say what they say.
As the saying goes: If your officials are as clean as water, your officials will be as slippery as oil. Even if you are an upright official, you can't protect your subordinates from harming the people, let alone ordinary officials. Don't look at the fact that the magistrate, as the head of a county, holds the highest power in the county, but
After all, the county magistrate is one person, and most of the county affairs are handled by others, which gives opportunities to subordinate officials. In a sense, the county magistrate is just a facade, but is actually hiding "behind" him and using his name to make money for himself.
The order of benefits is the real owner of this county. He is just a puppet of a large number of people around him, using his name to reap his own benefits. These "unknown people" hiding behind are the ones who have the most benefits.
From Feng Hushu's eyes and tone, Zhu Pingan knew that this matter was his own initiative.
"Oh, the magistrate ordered you to come." Zhu Pingan nodded.
"Yes, yes." Feng Hushu nodded while wiping his sweat, and carefully shushed Zhu Pingan. Seeing that Zhu Pingan's expression was normal, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Since the magistrate ordered you to come, then the magistrate must know when the imperial court issued a tax payment policy, so I'll ask Feng Hushu to invite the magistrate here." Zhu Ping'an said with a playful smile.
ah?
"The magistrate has so many things to do every day, I'm afraid, I'm afraid he doesn't have time."
Fortunately, Feng Hushu was kneeling at the moment, otherwise Feng Hushu would have broken out in a cold sweat and fell to his knees due to Zhu Ping'an's question.
"Oh, why, can't my sixth-rank official invite a seventh-rank county magistrate?" Zhu Pingan bent down and looked at Feng Hushu.
When Feng Hushu heard this, his body suddenly changed from kneeling to sitting. He could no longer kneel and the cold sweat on his forehead was pouring down.
Yes, Zhu Pingan is a sixth-rank official, and the county magistrate is only seventh-rank. The magistrate of Shangxian County is only from sixth-rank. Huaining County is not Shangxian County, and the county magistrate is only seventh-rank. In one sentence, Zhu Pingan is two levels lower than the county magistrate.
No matter how busy you are, you still have to come over. If the magistrate comes over, then everything you have done will be exposed. Then you will not only have to face Zhu Ping'an's wrath, but also the magistrate's wrath.
"Take my notes and ask the magistrate to come to the humble residence to have a chat. I will prepare some simple food and rice in the humble abode and wait for the magistrate." Zhu Ping'an stood up and took out a small seal from his waist, and gave a stern command to an officer.
"As ordered." The officer accepted the seal without hesitation.
"Your Excellency, please forgive me. Your Excellency, I forgive you. I know I was wrong. I report back to you, Your Majesty. It's because Chusheng was greedy for money, ignored the law, accepted the inducement of your uncle Zhu Shouren, and committed foolish things."
Seeing this, Feng Hushu was completely frightened. Without saying a word, he gave himself a slap in the face and repeatedly apologized to Zhu Ping'an. He no longer dared to hide it and told the whole story.
Hear the words
onlookers
There was deathly silence all around, even the air seemed to be frozen, and you could hear a needle drop. At this time, the sound of a slight footstep was extremely obvious.
Everyone turned their heads
In the crowd, a discordant figure was extremely majestic. It was the figure of uncle Zhu Shouren who was tiptoeing away (to be continued.)