In Nanshao Prefecture, the mist of dawn had not yet dissipated, and the brilliance of the morning sun had just appeared on the horizon. The Fuya City Gate, which symbolized the highest authority of Nanshao Prefecture, was blown to pieces.
In the confused and panic-stricken eyes of the government officials, they saw a white-clothed nobleman leading two black and white wolves in, and behind him, there was a powerful energy and blood, as bright as fire.
The fierce tiger and wolf warrior.
"Where is your young master? Why isn't he in the government office?"
"Master Shaoyin lives in Yonglefang..."
Not long after, amidst the screams, they saw the important Shao Yin in the government office. He was dragged in from the outside and hung at the door of the government office. He was beating his flesh and blood with a steel whip and Shao Yin howled at the top of his lungs.
In the sound, they understood the reason for this gentleman's sudden misfortune.
He took advantage of his power, took bribes and violated the law, and took bribes from the county magistrates under his jurisdiction to provide asylum and promotion guarantees. Because the amount demanded was so huge, the county magistrates showed up and taxed the people under their jurisdiction, causing the people to live in poverty and complain.
When they heard about the crime committed by Mr. Shao Yin, many of the onlookers did not show indignation on their faces. Instead, they felt that Mr. Shao Yin was a little pitiful.
Because isn't that what these officials are like? Officials protect each other, the superiors protect the subordinates, and the subordinates will naturally do anything to ensure their own official positions, to ensure that they can be evaluated as outstanding in the official assessment, or to get the opportunity to be promoted.
Working as an errand in a government official's office, I see this kind of official a lot, so it's nothing unusual. It's just pitiful to be hung at the door of the government office and beaten because of this.
Of course, the reason why these government officials have such a view is because the taxes are basically not allocated to them. Otherwise, they would probably just like the people surrounding the gate of the government office at this moment and start to complain.
"Who are you? You are so brave, you actually set your horse on a horse and commit murder in the government office, disregarding the laws of the Jin Dynasty!"
Seeing Feng Qing'an acting so recklessly in the government office, officials rushed over to scold him. Because Feng Qing'an was making too much noise, city defense troops had already gathered here.
The tenacious soldiers gave them great self-confidence.
"Fafa? I am the court's Fafa!"
Feng Qing'an took out a gold medal and threw it at the feet of Nan Shao Fuyin, who was also shocked and looked ashen at the moment.
"Night Watch Division! You are..."
When they saw the token thrown by Feng Qing'an, some officials immediately screamed and looked at Feng Qing'an, their eyes full of fear and disgust. The Night Watch Division, which has the power to supervise all officials, naturally stood on the opposite side of the officials.
, the two are similar to water and fire.
"Even if you are a member of the Night Watch Division, you have no right to treat Master Shaoyin like this. If you don't put Master down quickly, what is your name? I will definitely give you a copy!"
Feng Qing'an's wanton and arrogant attitude also angered the government officials, and the city defense troops who had surrounded Huya gave them enough confidence.
"Join me? I will not change my name when I am walking, nor my surname when I am sitting down. Yongning, Fengqingan!"
When Feng Qing'an heard that someone wanted to write a memorial to reference him, he became interested immediately, with a joking smile on his face, but he did not forget to remind him,
"By the way, my eldest brother is the governor of Gunzhou, Feng Qingping, courtesy name Chengwen. You can join me!"
After Feng Qing'an's words fell, the government office suddenly fell silent. The officials who threatened to join Feng Qing'an immediately stopped whispering and counted ants with their heads down.
At the gate of the government office, the city defense captain who was already preparing to lead his troops to rescue Shao Yin heard this. He immediately waved his hand and stayed where he was. Then he looked at Feng Qing'an and the martial artists around him who were rubbing their fists and palms, especially those two
The second wolf queen, with a lazy posture, exited the government office with gentle steps.
"Master Feng, if you have something to say, why should you humiliate Master Shaoyin like this?"
The highest official in the Nanzhao Prefecture, who said nothing, stared at Shaoyin for a long time. After discovering that this old man had been whipped more than ten times and was not whipped to death, he immediately felt confident in his heart. He looked at Feng Qing'an and slowly
He asked slowly.
"Hurt?"
When Feng Qingan heard this, he immediately smiled, and a snow-white sword appeared in his hand,
"Why do you think I traveled all night to Nanshao Mansion?"
"Master Feng!"
Seeing the sword appearing in Feng Qing'an's hand, Fu Yin felt something bad, and the other officials were so frightened that they backed away because the soldiers outside not only did not rush in, but began to withdraw, which made them lose their face.
The courage of disciples.
Zheng~
Qing Shen unsheathed, the sword light flashed, and a wisp of sword energy flew out. This was the sword energy that Feng Qingan used to slash with his own body and the techniques he mastered, without any external force.
It's not that a stronger sword energy can't be used, but it's not necessary. After all, the target is just a bad old man who has been beaten to death. If it weren't for the blue official robe on his body, Feng Qing'an wouldn't even bother to look at him.
Phew!
A handful of blood spurted out from the neck of Shao Yin, who was wailing in pain. After Feng Qing'an drew his sword, Sen Miao no longer held him for his last breath, and his life force was quickly lost.
In the early morning before the sun rose, one of the most important people in Nanshao Mansion was dragged out of the bed when his mind was not very clear. After being beaten violently, his throat was sealed with a sword.
But this is not the end, but the beginning. At the moment when his life breath ends, his life as a human being ends, and what greets his confused soul are cold shackles.
There were already ghosts and gods waiting here. Before heading south to the Shaofu County Yamen, Feng Qing'an took people to the City God's Temple and said hello to the Yinsi.
Because he found that instead of letting Sen Miao spend his demon power to maintain the vitality of these giant rats and borers, and then punish them with human punishments, it would be better to give them a simple solution and let their souls fall into the hands of ghosts and gods. Compared with human punishments,
There are so many tricks in the underworld.
"You are so brave!"
Seeing Feng Qing'an, who had killed Shaoyin cleanly and neatly with one sword, Nanshao Fu Yin scolded him angrily.
As the saying goes, when a rabbit dies and a fox grieves, things harm its own kind. Although he often fights openly and secretly with Shao Yin for power and gain, they are all following the rules and are extremely friendly on the surface. But this Shao Yin, who is half a level behind him, today
To be beheaded at the gate of the government office is simply ridiculous!
After ten years of studying hard and twenty years of hard work, I got to where I am now, only to have everything taken away with one sword!
How ridiculous!
"Your ears are not good, or there is something wrong with your brain or memory. I have just read out his criminal evidence. What? Do you want me to repeat it to you again?"
"Even if he is guilty, he should be dealt with by the court. How can he be humiliated at the hands of a coward like you?"
The governor's hair and beard were all bulging, obviously he was greatly stimulated by Feng Qing'an's actions.
"Behead first and report later. Imperial authority. What? You don't accept it?"
Feng Qingan pointed to the gold medal he threw to the ground.
"Imperial power? I don't see any respect for imperial power or the imperial court in the eyes of a child like you!"
Fu Yin glanced at the smashed yamen gate, his expression extremely ugly.
"Corrupt officials, rats and insects who prey on the common people, do you want people to respect you? You deserve it too!"
"You're rude!"
"As the saying goes, there is a nest of snakes and rats, and the young Yin all has this kind of virtue. How can you, the governor, be any better?"
Feng Qingan laughed and said, Shaoyin asked for bribes and caused such trouble for Pingwu County under his jurisdiction. The governor was completely unaware? Isn't this nonsense? How can an official who is so corrupt be mixed with an upright official who doesn't take any money?
"How dare Ru Zian spit blood at others!"
"That's all, I'm in a hurry and don't have much time to spend on you morons. Just ask!"
Feng Qingan looked at the tall figure standing respectfully aside. Behind this figure, there were Yaksha and ghosts accompanying him. One of the ghosts was holding an iron chain in his hand, and the other was old and frightened.
The figure that is struggling is none other than Shaoyin just now.
"How many years has this governor been in office?"
"Six years!"
"Is there any corruption and perversion of the law?"
"Of course there is!"
A sigh, don't look at the ghosts and gods everywhere in the Jin Dynasty, but don't think about it, these virtuous ghosts and gods have been slowly accumulated over the years. Even so, there are still some county town God's temples that are vacant, with no ghosts and gods taking over!
"Who are you talking to?"
Seeing Feng Qing'an facing no one, as if he was communicating with some invisible being, Fu Yin suddenly looked shocked. He knew the existence of ghosts and gods, but his communication with ghosts and gods was all in his dreams.
, very rarely.
"Who else can it be? There are gods at the top of your head. Of course there are ghosts and gods who see what you do."
Feng Qing'an glanced at them. The government officials who were already afraid were now completely panicked.
According to common sense, Yin and Yang are separated, and even if ghosts and gods see what they do, it will not have any impact on them, because ghosts and gods do not have the ability to punish human officials, and they cannot even make mistakes.
However, now there has appeared a madman who can invite ghosts and gods to question him, and even has the power to punish officials like them. Just now, Shao Yin was beheaded, and everyone is feeling cold at this moment.
"You are too presumptuous. How dare you disturb the order of Yin and Yang?"
"Have you finished speaking? Now that you've finished speaking, go and write your resignation. It's time for you to give up the seat under your butt!"
Feng Qing'an, who had already learned about the Fu Yin's life from ghosts and gods, said expressionlessly, but did not draw his sword to slash at him.
Because the governor has political achievements worthy of boasting, he has done a lot of building bridges and paving roads. He even built an orphanage with unique ideas to take in the elderly and abandoned babies. This is all beneficial.
People's affairs.
However, there are many problems with officials. Although he did not ask for bribes, he did receive a lot of bribes. In addition, he turned a blind eye when his subordinates took bribes. He also turned a blind eye to ordinary people.
He didn't know the specific situation in Wu County.
He only knew that the pig had been imprisoned in the underworld. The county magistrate secretly increased taxes, and most of the proceeds were used to honor Shaoyin, but he ignored it.
In the view of this governor, official corruption is too normal. When an official is in charge, it is impossible not to be corrupt. He requires his subordinates not to be corrupt. This is impossible. He only requires that while being corrupt, he also needs to do the things he is doing well.
"You asked me to write a resignation letter?"
Fu Yin, whose hair has turned gray, has a face full of disbelief.
"Don't you think you are a good governor? The people under your rule have been forced to sell their sons and daughters by your officials. Do you still think you are a good official?"
"Selling sons and daughters? This is impossible!"
Fu Yin subconsciously retorted.
"Nothing is impossible, Wu Qilang, take our Lord Fu Yin to Pingwu County and have a look. Let this Lord lower his head and take a closer look at what the sufferings of the people are!"
"yes!"
Wu Qilang walked out, regardless of the old man's resistance, he picked him up and rushed out of the county government office.
"Sir, look at this corrupt official matter. Can you come and take a look at it after the Suicune matter is settled?"
Seeing Fu Yin being forcibly carried away to experience the hardships of the people's livelihood, the ghosts and gods who were particularly cooperative asked him in a respectful and even humble manner.
"Take me to see both sides of the Boliu River!"
"yes!"
The ghosts and gods were overjoyed. In their opinion, this young master must have the ability to intimidate the Lord of the Wave River.
They don't expect too much, they just hope that the Suicune can perform his duties as before, make rainfall as usual and resume production.
Under the guidance of ghosts and gods, Feng Qingan and his party, who had caused a huge commotion in the city, left the government office. The moment they left, someone held a token and took over the government office, and calmed down the government office in a very short time.
Stop the commotion and let everything return to normal.
"Here, it's almost untouched!"
On the bank of Boliu River, Feng Qingan saw the lush wheat fields. The scenery of the wheat fields blown by the soft wind carrying moisture was pleasing to the eye, but this also made Feng Qingan frown.
"Yes, it is close to the river, so it is very convenient to divert water. Whether it rains or not, it will not have a big impact on this. But the further away from the river, the more affected it is by rainfall. Some counties are counting on rain!"
Guishen introduced the situation to Feng Qingan in detail.
"The rice fields along the river are almost unaffected, but the total grain output of Nanzhao Prefecture last year was reduced by nearly 20%. Therefore, the grain output of some counties has been averaged. In fact, compared with previous years, their output has been reduced by nearly half?"
Feng Qingan's expression became serious. The situation in some places was more serious than he imagined. Their miserable situation was obscured by the seemingly insignificant total output.
The natural distribution of water vapor is never uniform. In some places, there is so much water vapor that it can cause flooding, while in other places it is so dry that not even a drop of liquid can be seen.
Precisely because water vapor is unevenly distributed, the existence of a responsible water lord is particularly important.
"Yes, the grain production in some places has been reduced by almost half as you said, and the situation this year is even more serious!"
“There are places where we won’t be able to grow food anymore!”
Feng Qing'an looked at the turbulent Boliu River with abundant water. He thought of the dry wheat fields he had seen in Pingwu County. He thought of those people who met noble people and impatiently pulled their children and stopped them on the road, begging them for these things.
An old peasant woman who was bought by a nobleman.
Zheng~
The slight sound of sword clanging rang in his ears, bringing peace and tranquility to his soul. He reached out and made a move, and an ancient long sword that he had hardly used appeared in his hand.
This long sword, which at first glance seemed to be plain and simple, was now blooming with a faint red light, flickering on and off. On the dark red scabbard, there seemed to be a red dragon entwining it, emitting a clear dragon roar.
"Sir, what are you..."
When the ghost saw the sword in Feng Qingan's hand, he couldn't help but retreat a few feet. Even so, he felt extremely uncomfortable.
"It's nothing, don't worry about it. Can you let Sui-kun Hasurue come out? I want to talk to him!"
Feng Qing'an held the God-Slaying Dragon-Slaying Sword with a gentle smile on his face. He had never been so sure that he could pull out this uneven sword.
Today's status is really bad, I promise to update as normal tomorrow