Chapter 17 The Prince Regent who seized power is ruthless than Daddy 17
Chapter 17 The regent father is ruthless when he seizes power 17
A sharp knife removes decay, and a sharp knife brings out new policies. Fuchen soon saw this sentence in the regent.
In the cold winter, wind and cold broke out. Many people were displaced.
In recent years, the regent has adopted a recuperation policy, tax rates have been greatly reduced, and the treasury has become empty.
Enemies invaded the border from time to time, and men were expropriated every year. There was a shortage of labor in the people's homes.
This time of wind and cold, most of the people are lonely elderly people and disabled people.
The regent stayed up late every day to read the documents, throw them on the table, and give out orders one after another. His anger grew day by day.
"All these corrupt officials must die." The regent said angrily.
He grew up barbaric on the frontier, where his life was to fight, scold, drink, and fight on the battlefield. After returning to the capital these years, he dealt with hundreds of officials, and he knew that these people had no other abilities and were the best at showing off their face.
The wind and cold are concentrated in the north, but the disaster is most serious in the south. The place where people are displaced is also the place with the richest grain production in the country.
Although the tax laws have been greatly reduced, the epidemic situation is worse than before.
After checking, it didn't matter. It turned out that the people below were collecting grain according to the previous tax laws and simply took advantage of the difference.
The regent was furious and said, "One by one, their homes will be ransacked to replenish food supplies. All the corrupt officials will be beheaded. For every 10,000 taels collected from their homes, the elders in the family will have their heads chopped off."
"Improper upbringing leads to punishment."
Fuchen looked at the handwriting of the copywriting, line by line, stroke by stroke. He didn't know how many desperate souls were hidden between the lines, while the policy was to heal the grievances with ink.
After that, there were raids on homes and beheadings every day.
Early in the morning, people from the Sili Office went to the houses of corrupt officials and directly pulled out the corrupt officials. They counted the money at home and killed the elders if they amounted to ten thousand silver.
No need to go to the execution ground, beheading on the spot at home.
Those whose heads fall to the ground in front of the door are considered unclean.
As more and more people were investigated about the corruption movement, the activity of killing people spread from south to north to the capital.
It was the Spring Festival, and all officials in the capital were in danger. Once Dali Temple identified the personnel, it immediately sent people to investigate.
All the nine clans in one house were killed. The streets of the main city were stained with blood.
Rumors gradually spread in the capital that "the regent is acting tyrannically and persecuting the country's dragon spirit".
Fuchen stood in the white snow, looking at the red lanterns hanging high in his house. The main street leading to the palace was almost entirely filled with white lanterns.
This high-hanging red, wrapped in the "red" on the ground, looks so rare and sad.
"Follow Ying, walk with me." Fuchen said.
Follow Ying to arrange the carriage, carry Fuchen up, and sit in together.
The horse walked slowly, the white lanterns were blown by the wind and snow, and occasionally children knelt down and burned paper under the door.
No older than ten years old.
Fuchen watched silently, with hidden thoughts. When the carriage arrived at a certain house, Fuchen saw a familiar figure and turned to the trailhead.
Look up, Zhang Mansion.
Formerly the Mansion of Zhang Shangshu.
Make sure that the one in white is the heroine Zhang Rourou.
"Follow her quietly and see what she's going to do." Fuchen's eyes were filled with a hint of sternness.
The gossip in the capital is inextricably linked to this woman.
Zhang Rourou was wrapped in white clothes and looked around from time to time while walking. She thought she was very hidden, but in fact her movements were very eye-catching.
Fuchen actually couldn't figure out why this brainless fool would be the heroine chosen by Heaven.
After walking for a while, Fuchen saw Zhang Rourou handing a bag to the beggar. The beggar opened the bag and revealed four silver ingots. Each one was worth ten taels of silver.
Zhang Rourou opened her mouth and said a few words, and the beggar kept nodding and imitated the words. Her voice was neither too loud nor too soft. Fu Chen could only hear it vaguely, but he could tell clearly by looking at the shape of his mouth.
"He said that the killing star crushes the Dragon Road, and the torture breaks the Cangshan Mountain. If the people want to be safe, King Jia sacrifices to the sky." Follow the shadow to repeat the mouth.
"Jia" is the previous title of the regent. Five years ago, it was Prince Jia and General Jiahe of the North.
When Fuchen heard the sound, his anger surged, "Break their legs and drag them over to me, the princess!"
The impetuous sounds in the capital are indeed caused by this stupid woman!
When the attendant who had been following Fuchen heard the sound, he immediately caught up and restrained the two men.
A frail woman, a beggar with a disabled eye, was pushed to the ground after just two steps, and his legs were kicked off.
The attendant stepped on the joints of the two of them.
Two people's wailing sounds came from the box.
When their leg bones were deformed, they were dragged to Fuchen by their attendants.
When the two of them saw a pair of cold eyes, they forgot that there was a six-year-old child in front of them, and they only felt the pressure of coercion and power.
When Zhang Rourou saw Fuchen, she laughed and taunted her with blood between her teeth, "I thought you were just a kind and cute child, but I didn't expect you were in the same group."
Her eyes became sharper and sharper, like two guns charging forward, and she shouted at the top of her lungs, "You murderous demon. Can't you see so much blood? The white snow rolled over by the wheels is full of blood. Everything you step on is covered with blood.
Flesh and blood. Princess, when you dream at night, aren’t you afraid of ghosts knocking on your door?”
Fuchen's face was cold, his eyes were as hard and ruthless as stone, and he looked at her as if she were nothing, "What you call a human life with blood, every hand holds the lives of thousands of families. Drinking bird's nest with human blood, have you forgotten that the common people
They are also human beings. Or do you think the common people are these dignitaries? Are they the sinners in this capital who are greedy for money?!"
The wind was blowing, the snow was blowing, and someone was crying.
"Hmph. Sinner?" Zhang Rourou sneered, "You yellow-haired girl, how many words have you seen and how many people have you met? How can an official be not greedy? The real cause of death on this street is not greed, but failure to recommend him as the regent.
Emperor!"
"The prince is about to ascend the throne, but he doesn't take any action and kills officials wantonly. The purpose is to shock the world and maintain his tyrannical power!" She roared the last word.
After yelling, she fell down uncontrollably. The blood loss and pain in her legs made her uncomfortable, but she gritted her teeth and glared, arguing with Fu Chen to maintain her momentum.
There was something strange in Fuchen's eyes, whether it was confusion or pity, he said softly, "Didn't you say that your father is an honest and good official?"
The first store on the main street to be killed was the Zhang family.
The nine Zhang family clans were wiped out.
He is also the only one who has truly killed all nine tribes. Those who are unmarried or underage do not have to serve jail time.
On the day of the investigation, Zhang Rourou happened to have two days left to avoid beheading.
Zhang Rourou's face stiffened, and she vomited blood and said, "If you want to accuse someone, why bother without words?"
Fuchen looked at the heroine on the ground, as if he saw a 200-pound retard.
"Don't you think that all justice in the world comes from your mouth? Is there no hope for the people to persecute the common people?" Fuchen lowered his gaze to look at her, and fed her the "Ginseng and Hundred Fruit Pills" he carried with him, "I will take you to see it.
Look, in this city, do people celebrate the New Year more happily? Or do they have a harder time being oppressed by my father?"
Fuchen clapped his hands and ordered Zhang Rourou to be thrown onto the carriage.
The beggar was taken down for questioning.
Fuchen got on the carriage and started to move, still swaying.
