The faint scent of sandalwood drifted into her nose. Feng Qingan looked sideways and saw a tall and longing figure among the crowd of people watching.
Pingwu County ghosts and gods!
"We have no right to interfere with human affairs, please forgive me, sir!"
When he saw Feng Qing'an's eyes looking over, the Pingwu County City God, who led a group of ghosts and gods to watch, bowed and saluted.
"Um!"
Feng Qing'an nodded and ignored these ghosts and gods. The ghosts and gods worshiped by the people could hunt down monsters and evil spirits, but they could not control people.
These exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes have nothing to do with these ghosts and gods. If they want to watch the fun, let them watch it.
Snap!
ah--
At this moment, all the officials in the county government office were hung together with their superiors on the beam at the entrance of the county government office. Wu Qilang, who was wielding a whip, greeted them without any courtesy and with a sinister smile on his face. Howls of misery could be heard one after another. For corrupt officials,
, he has no sympathy.
"Tell them that, except for the normal land tax and oral tax imposed by the imperial court, from today onwards, all other miscellaneous taxes in Pingwu County will be abolished!"
Feng Qingan listened to the wails of these moths, turned to look at Butler Zhao, and ordered,
"yes!"
"Zhou Da!"
"Master, please give your orders!"
The high-spirited eldest son of the Zhou family quickly came over.
"All the accountants of your Zhou family will be transferred to me to count the tax money collected by the county government!"
"Sir, what are you doing..."
Zhou Yang looked shocked.
"That's the people's fat and the people's ointment. This pig scratched it so hard that some people can no longer live. If it is not returned to the people, how will the people live in the future?"
"I'm afraid this is not something that can be done right away!"
Hearing Feng Qing'an's thoughts, Zhou Yiyang admired him, but also felt a little worried. He wanted to persuade him, but he didn't know how to explain it. I'm afraid this young master has never seen the sinister nature of people's hearts.
It is indeed a good thing to distribute the money raised by corrupt officials to the people, but how to make it fair and just?
These guys don't know how to keep accounts when they go to collect tax money. Now they have to return the money to every household. How are they going to pay it back? The people will give them as much as they ask for it? I'm afraid they haven't even paid half of it yet. This county government
The money in the treasury shone brightly.
"Then spend more time!"
Feng Qingan smiled, and then his expression became a little cold,
"If you have any problems, you can tell me. If you really can't solve them, you can kill them as a warning to others!"
"There is nothing wrong with my accountant counting the money in the county government, but how do I return the money in full? We can't give as much as the people say!"
"I'll do my best to do this!"
The aroma of sandalwood lingering on the tip of his nose instantly became richer. After hearing Feng Qingan's instructions, the ghosts and gods who were just onlookers also came over.
"We can judge the truth and lies of mortal words!"
“Then I’ll help you all!”
Feng Qingan was quite satisfied to see that the local ghosts and gods were so conscious and willing to help in this matter. It was natural for ghosts and gods to be able to tell the truth from falsehoods. If they did not even have such authority, how could they reward good and punish evil?
"Don't dare!"
At this time, an even louder and louder noise than before could be heard from the onlookers, because Butler Zhao had already announced to them the exemption of miscellaneous taxes.
When they heard that there would be no more miscellaneous taxes, they couldn't believe it at first, and then they were overjoyed. After all, the county magistrate had been hung up, so what else was impossible?
When the complex emotions were intertwined, the crowd suddenly erupted in an unprecedented enthusiastic voice. However, some people maintained a clearer sense and boldly asked the old housekeeper about Feng Qingan's identity.
"Elder, may I ask who your young master is?"
"My son's elder brother is Zhou Mu!"
The old housekeeper directly moved Feng Qing'an's eldest brother, Zhou Mu, to the people, it was an extremely unfamiliar official position. Some people who heard it were confused, but after all, there were still people who knew, and they didn't know what the word Zhou Mu meant.
After that, the joyful atmosphere of the crowd suddenly became more enthusiastic.
"Sir, I'm going to get my accountant here first!"
"Well, go ahead!"
Feng Qing'an rode his horse and led Heishan and Bai Yao into the county government office. It was impossible for him to beat the county magistrate and let go after venting his anger. He had to solve the problem before leaving.
The sun sets over the west mountain and twilight falls
"Sir, there is someone outside who claims to be the Night Patrol Division, and he wants to see you!"
In the backyard of the county government office, Feng Qing'an, who was reading the county annals, looked at Butler Zhao who walked in with a bow. After hearing the report, a smile appeared on his face, as expected.
"Let him in!"
"yes!"
Not long after, the old housekeeper led a man in black with a bronze mask into the backyard of the county government office. The obscure and almost non-existent aura made Feng Qingan look at him carefully, and then nodded.
"Night patrol department, Ma Lu, I have met the second young master!"
"Ma Lu? Is this your name? Who gave it to you?"
Millipede is a kind of millipede that likes dampness, but considering the origin of this person, this name is quite appropriate.
"This is the alias of the official!"
The man in black with his bronze face answered respectfully.
"So, what exactly do you night patrol officers do?"
Feng Qing'an stared at the man in black in front of him. If he hadn't been right in front of him, he would have easily ignored him. His aura was completely opposite to his attire. He almost blended in with everything around him, and his sense of existence was extremely low.
.
"Reporting to the Second Young Master, the Night Patrol Division was established under the order of Emperor Taizu and has the power to supervise all officials!"
"What happened to Magistrate Pingwu? Is this how you monitor?"
The smile on Feng Qing'an's face faded. The majesty and pressure displayed at this moment made the man in black, who was already slightly hunched over, lower his figure a little lower.
"We only have supervisory powers, and we have already reported the matter to Pingwu County Magistrate!"
The man in black said calmly that they had fulfilled their duties, so if the young master was really reasonable, he should not be blamed.
"The report was submitted, but no one has ever dealt with it. So, officials like Pingwu County Magistrate are everywhere in the Jin Dynasty? Or is it that this county magistrate has someone on his head, so no one can touch him? Huh?"
"Officials like the Pingwu County Magistrate who privately increase taxes can be found throughout the Jin Dynasty, but few are as excessive as him, but there are also some who are more excessive than him!"
"Is there anything more outrageous? Where is the person?"
Feng Qing'an narrowed his eyes. He couldn't stand what Magistrate Pingwu had done. Now he still let the pig hang at the door of the county government office and was beaten all the time. Of course, there were also other people who helped him.
of officials.
"Already beheaded!"
"Um?"
"He aroused public anger, causing local people to riot and attack the county government..."
"Okay, what happened to the people in the county after they attacked the county government office?"
Feng Qing'an interrupted him. He was only concerned about the group of people who attacked the county government.
"...exile to the frontier!"
The man in black was silent for a while and said slowly.
"Oh!"
Feng Qingan laughed, not too surprised, and then asked,
"So, why did you visit me late at night?"
"I think the young master wants to kill this county magistrate?"
"Yes, tomorrow I will interrogate and kill Magistrate Ningwu in public!"
The young man told his plan calmly, and then quietly looked into the eyes under the bronze mask. He had decided on this county magistrate, and there was no need to keep it.
"You want to plead for him?"
"Young Master wants to kill this county magistrate, please accept this order!"
While speaking, the man in black took out a gold token from his arms and respectfully handed it to Feng Qing'an.
"What's this?"
Feng Qing'an lowered his head and glanced at the token. The word "inspection" on it was the clearest.
"This is the patrol badge of our Night Patrol Department. With this badge, you have the right to kill criminals in various places first and then report them!"
The man in black explained in a respectful tone.
"It means that if I hold this token, I can kill anyone I dislike among the officials from all over the Jin Dynasty?"
Feng Qing'an then stretched out his hand to take the token, with a look of amusement on his face, and played with the token casually. Behind it was carved a ferocious beast that looked like a liger, and was extremely ferocious.
"Of course this won't work. You have to behead first and then memorialize. You have to have a proper reason. For example, the magistrate of Pingwu County increased taxes privately, which is a capital crime. You just have him beheaded. As long as you write a memorial and submit it, you will be fine.
Got it!"
Hearing Feng Qingan's seemingly ordinary tone, a few drops of cold sweat broke out under the bronze mask of the man in black.
It's okay for a young man to be high-spirited and jealous of evil, but when he really has the power to crush all the things he dislikes, it becomes particularly terrifying.
"Write a memorial? I don't know how to do this, what should I do?"
When Feng Qingan heard that he wanted to write a memorial, he knocked the token in his hand casually and made a gesture of throwing it out.
"Young master, just behead me. I can write for you if you are a low-ranking official."
"Can you ghostwrite it? That's okay. Remember to show it to me after you finish writing it!"
"yes!"
"By the way, you don't have to wait any longer. Start writing now. Someone, go get him paper and pen!"
"..."
Looking at the Second Young Master Feng who did not give him a chance to refuse, the man in black was silent. However, when he saw the pen and ink that had been sent to him, he could only let out a helpless sigh and began to ghostwrite for the Second Young Master.
"Behead first and show later, ha!"
Seeing the man in black who had honestly begun to write a memorial for him, Feng Qingan weighed the gold medal in his hand, but wanted to laugh in his heart. The development of this matter was exactly as he expected.
Maybe it's because he already has the value to be attracted by Da Jin, or maybe it's because his eldest brother has a decisive influence.
So when he wanted to kill a county magistrate who raised taxes privately, no one interceded on his behalf, not even the backstage that most likely existed behind Magistrate Zhu Kuang made a sound.
It was just that someone gave him an identity that could reasonably execute the county magistrate on the spot, allowing him to transform from a white person who provoked the dynasty's laws into an inspector who maintained the dynasty's laws and order.
"You gave this knife to me yourself. If I don't use it, I'd be really sorry for you!"
next day
On the high platform of the execution ground built overnight in Linwu County, Feng Qingan, dressed in white, sat on it and spoke loudly, telling the new identity he had obtained last night,
"I am the inspector of the Night Patrol Department. I have the power to supervise all officials. If you see corrupt officials along the way, those who have taken money and violated the law, you can do it cheaply. Kill them first and then report them!"
When the people heard about Feng Qing'an's identity, they immediately became lively, but they soon calmed down. After all, his elder brother was a state pastor, so it was not surprising that the younger brother could kill him first and then report him.
"It is now being investigated that the magistrate of Ningwu County has privately increased taxes, which has caused complaints among the people and made them miserable... From now on, he will be deprived of his official position and demoted to a white body. Because his crime is so heinous that if he is not killed, the people will not be outraged. He should be executed at Lingchi!"
Feng Qing'an did not waste time on the review. He had already visited, and after naming a series of crimes, announced the results. When the sentence was announced, the people surrounding the execution site cheered as if it was a Chinese New Year.
"My lord, please spare my life! I was wronged! My lord!"
The fat county magistrate, who had been beaten with a spiked iron whip all night long and was covered in blood, heard the result of his sentence and his spirit and will were completely broken and he couldn't bear it anymore.
The only remaining reason made him know that such yelling would not help at all, and people would ignore him at all, but such a miserable way of death was far from acceptable to him.
He knew that this young master had extremely unique means in his hands. Even a person like him, who was industrious and indifferent to grains, could still be beaten with a whip for a whole night without dying.
He feels all pain.
It must have been the same when he was enjoying the punishment of Lingchi. If all the flesh on his body was not chopped off alive, he would probably not die. However, even thinking about such pain made him tremble all over.
But he has no way to survive. This young master will not let him go, and the filial people behind him seem to have no intention of saving him.
In this case, there is nothing to say. If you accept your filial piety but are unwilling to stand up for him at the critical moment, don't blame him for being unkind and go to the underworld with him!
"Sir, I want to report Shaoyin of Nanshao Prefecture. Since I became the magistrate of Pingwu County, I sent him one hundred thousand taels of silver and five thousand taels of gold..."
"Shut up!"
Seeing the magistrate of Pingwu County on the execution ground, who was about to die, biting out a big shot in the city, the people watching suddenly went into an uproar, but among the people watching below, someone was so anxious that he took a flying shot.
The knife was thrust straight into his throat, clearly intending to put him here.
"Do you think I don't exist?"
The flying knife was still in the air, and the palm of the true energy tempered by the Gangsha energy appeared and smashed it to pieces. The next moment, the Gangsha warrior who followed Feng Qingan appeared with a ferocious smile on his face.
In front of the knife thrower.
However, before grabbing his neck, Wu Fu found that this man had lost his breath, black blood was flowing out of his seven orifices, and he was already a corpse.
However, there was no look of anger on the warrior's face, because he saw a ghost with a faint scent of sandalwood coming to him, throwing out the iron lock, and hooking the panicked soul out of the corpse.