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Five hundred and forty-one cruel officers (1)

Spring arrives quietly and unexpectedly.

Last night, it rained all night.

When I went out in the morning, the ditch in front of the house was filled with water.

Ren Wu nodded with satisfaction.

He paced and inspected the fields.

"Ren Dalang..."

"Mr. Ren..."

In the fields, busy farmers stopped what they were doing and paid tribute to Ren Wu with the most humble gesture.

In the entire Xuanqu County, the Ren family is the emperor and the emperor.

The people of Xuanqu, starting from their grandfather or even great-grandfather, were slaves, servants, and tenant farmers of the Ren family.

Ren's authority runs through every corner of Xuanqu.

In Xuanqu County, the Ren family is the sky, the earth, the master, and everything!

Although he was just a slave of the Ren family, managing nearly a hundred households of tenant farmers and slaves near the county boundary of Xuanqu County in the name of the family master, Ren Wu was still proud.

He must remain humble except in front of the master's sons and nobles.

Ren Wu never paid attention to other people.

Hey, hey!

Suddenly, the neighing sound of horses came from the official road, and Ren Wu couldn't help but raise his head and look into the distance.

I saw dozens of cavalry soldiers, walking in the muddy water, coming straight towards Xuanqu County from the road in the direction of Luoyang.

Ren Wu's heart skipped a beat and he felt a chill running down his spine.

The new governor of Luoyang is no better than the previous governor Dou.

As soon as he came on stage, he attacked the powerful and powerful people in Henan County.

This winter, the Cao family in neighboring Yangwu County was killed by the governor of Zhi County.

What's even more terrifying is that many of the domestic slaves were directly killed.

Among them was Ren Wu’s uncle...

"It's so pitiful..." Thinking about how his uncle was beheaded by county soldiers without even going to court, and his body was thrown into a mass grave, Ren Wu smacked his mouth.

In just a moment, dozens of cavalry soldiers had arrived on the road in front of Ren Wu.

Perhaps after seeing people and villages, the cavalry began to dismount.

A man who looked like an iron tower, wearing a crimson suit, holding a long stick that seemed to be made of bamboo with three long yaks on it, walked straight towards Ren Wu's direction.

The domestic slaves and tenants who were farming did not know what was going on.

But Ren Wu's body couldn't help but tremble.

"This is the festival..." Ren Wu's hands and feet became a little weak.

Those who uphold integrity are the envoys of the emperor!

Wherever you go... it's like I'm here in person...

Taking a deep breath, Ren Wu immediately knelt down and crawled forward. When he came to the field ridge, under the gaze of countless tenant farmers and domestic slaves in the field, he kowtowed and said: "Vulgar little Wu, I bow my head and bow a hundred times."

,Welcome the angel!”

As soon as these words came out, it was like a bomb falling into the calm lake.

Countless farmers with shackles on their feet, ragged clothes, and sallow faces immediately knelt down in the fields.

Angel!

Many people have never seen a magistrate in their life, let alone an angel.

Immediately, they all knelt down quietly, not even daring to move.

The angel who looked like an iron tower standing on a high place holding a knotted yak looked at the situation in the field, but his brows furrowed.

"What a sin..." After looking over the shackled serfs in the field, the angel sighed heavily, and then ordered to the left and right: "Come on, go and unshackle the feet of all the people.

!”

This person was naturally Wang Wenshu, who came to Henan County under the imperial edict to 'deal with' the Ren family in Xuanqu.

As a former ranger and former pavilion chief.

Wang Wenshu thought that he was used to the ugliness and filthiness of the world.

But here, in this unknown little place in Henan County, Wang Wenshu discovered that he was still too young.

In Guanzhong, there are also slaves and maids, there are also domestic servants, and there are also families with children.

These people who were sold by their relatives or themselves to the nobles and powerful landlords as slaves had no personal freedom, no human rights, and were not even protected by the law. Even if they died, the government would not bother to care.

But Guanzhong is Guanzhong after all.

Even the top lieutenants don't dare to go too far.

The slaves can be beaten and scolded, and they can be beaten to death.

However, it will never be like now, forcing them to work in the fields and shackling them to prevent them from escaping.

Moreover, all of them have disheveled hair, ragged clothes, and sallow complexions. Many of them are so thin that they are just skin and bones.

During the examination, Wang Wenshu once heard from scholars in Guandong that in some places in Guandong, the price of an adult man was clearly stated, which was 10,000 yuan.

A local cow can be sold for 4,000 yuan!

A person is only worth two and a half cows!

At first, Wang Wenshu thought she was bragging!

After all, in the Han Dynasty, although slaves were legally allowed to keep slaves, they were subject to restrictions on titles and up to five times the endowment of slaves. Generally, in Guanzhong, wealthy families kept slaves, and male slaves were used as confidants, cart drivers, and servants.

The treatment is not that good, but it is much better than being displaced and starving to death on the streets.

Some people are doing well and their lives are no worse than those of ordinary small landowners.

But in this Henan County, in this Xuanqu County.

What he saw before his eyes was a real eye-opener for Wang Wenshu.

The crows in the world are not all black!

But one black is deeper than the other!

In Xuanqu County, people were openly forced to work under sticks with shackles on their feet. Looking at the appearance of these serfs, their treatment must be worse than that of livestock!

Slavery has collapsed since the Qin Dynasty.

Although there are remnants, the overall impact is not great. The world's population is mainly homesteaders and tenant farmers.

But Xuanqu County made Wang Wenshu think that he had returned to the Yin and Shang Dynasties, or even the Xia Hou clan's period even further back.

"What a good thing you Henan County has done!" Wang Wenshu couldn't help but curse.

A man in official uniform following Wang Wenshu showed some embarrassment on his face and said with a smile: "It's just a few slaves, angels don't need to be angry..."

Wang Wenshu turned around and stared at the official. The official was so frightened by Wang Wenshu's look that he secretly said: "You idiot from Chang'an... why are you dragging him..."

But before he could say a second sentence, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his chest and abdomen. When he looked down, he saw that a sharp blade had penetrated deeply into his chest, and blood continued to flow from the wound.

.

Wang Wenshu slowly drew out his sword and said calmly: "Let me borrow your head to use..."

boom!

The official's last consciousness was only a spinning world and the headless, powerless collapsed body in his sight.

"Is that me?" He finally woke up.

"Why?" This was his last obsession.

He is a dignified county captain of Yangwu County, a high-ranking official with a rank of thousands of stones.

Moreover, he acted as a guide for the angel under the orders of the county governor.

Wang Wenshu's expression did not change at all.

It was as if what he had just killed was not an important member of the Han Dynasty, but just an ant that he had trampled to death.

"I hate officials who harm the people the most in my life!" Wang Wenshu stepped on the godless head and made his declaration: "What's more, I am now carrying the emperor's mandate and upholding the sacredness of the emperor. How can I let you

Will officials like these remnants of the people continue to live?"

"Before leaving, His Majesty gave a certain person less than two thousand dan to act cheaply, and he just happened to take you as a sacrificial flag!"

On this day, twenty years in advance, the cruel official Wang Wenshu began to make people feel his ruthlessness and cruelty. (To be continued.)

ps: It’s my mother-in-law’s birthday today, so I only wrote this much, sorry~


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