Sha Yuanzhong, the newly appointed governor of Qunzhou, came to Qunzhou with Cheng Gangtong, the battalion captain in black, to take office.
Sha Yuanzhong was originally the magistrate of Lailiu County. He was promoted to Tongzhi of Chuzhou because of his ability in collecting taxes. Because of his ability in collecting taxes, he was transferred to the capital and served as a doctor in the household department.
What this person is best at is recruiting talents, and as soon as he took office, he immediately showed his unique skills.
The previous magistrate's method of collecting taxes was relatively simple. He would grab the first thing he came up with, and then attack if he couldn't grab it. If it didn't work, he would grab a few more. After using these three axes, he couldn't think of any other way.
When Sha Yuanzhong came to take office, he was not in a hurry to start. He took the black-clothed guards and the big and small yamen officers, fully armed, and walked around the villages near the state capital to replace the notices of tax collection.
You don’t have to do anything, you don’t have to say anything, just walking by will scare most people half to death.
Next, he sat in Beifu Village and ordered that all the land tax be collected within two days.
It sounds very illogical for a dignified prefect to collect taxes from a village.
In fact, this method is very clever. Under the intimidation of the prefect, the villagers in this village will quickly hand over the land tax.
With their example, other villages dare not refuse to cooperate.
Once the villages around the state capital are handed over, other villages will respond quickly. According to Sha Yuanzhong's past experience, all the land tax in the whole state will be collected within ten days.
On the first day in Beifu Village, 70% of the villagers handed over their land tax first.
The first person who came to pay the land tax was an old man. He sent the grain to be weighed, and the prefect called him for questioning.
The old man knelt in front of the prefect, trembling with fear.
The prefect looked gloomy and asked sharply: "Why didn't you pay for the food before?"
The old man lowered his head and said, "I heard someone say that the land tax will be waived this year."
The magistrate then asked: "Why should you be exempted from the land tax? Have you made any contribution to the court?"
The old man dared not say anything.
Magistrate Sha added: "You are a citizen of the Divine Lord. How many favors have you received from the Divine Lord? Without the Divine Lord, how could your family have food and clothing? It is your duty to pay food and taxes. If you resist the taxes, where is your conscience? Where is the law?"
The old man was so frightened that he cried.
Magistrate Sha shouted: "Kowtow! You are said to be an ungrateful and ignorant scoundrel!"
The old man kowtowed repeatedly: "The common people are ungrateful and ignorant scoundrels!"
Magistrate Sha ordered his messengers to kowtow in front of him and confess their sins to anyone who handed over the grain.
For the remaining 30% of the villagers who had not handed over the food, Sha Yuanzhong gave them half a day. If they did not hand over the food at noon tomorrow, they would be directly treated as treason and escorted to the state prison.
A group of government officials repeatedly praised: "This new magistrate is really capable."
Even Cheng Gangtong, the commander of the black-clad camp, admired him very much. This prefect Sha was truly an extraordinary person.
That night, Sha Yuanzhong camped at the entrance of the village with his men in black and the government officials. The remaining 30% of the villagers who had not handed over food were so frightened that they did not dare to sleep. They prepared food overnight and were ready to hand over food at dawn.
Ning Yongwei whispered to Hong Huaxiao outside the camp: "This matter is not easy to handle. I thought that Sha Yuanzhong would disperse the black guards to various counties to collect taxes, and we could defeat them one by one. No idea, he has been
Take this group of people with you."
Hong Huaxiao smiled and said, "It's good to keep it with you. I'll tell you my parents' history when I go back. This matter can be completed tonight."
"Farewell," Ning Yongwei had no confidence in Hong Huaxiao, "I will tell Chang Shi soon after you finish the matter."
Hong Huaxiao smiled: "Then just wait here."
"Miss Hong, let me remind you that the guards in black are not easy to mess with. Their cultivation levels are not low. I heard that their battalion captain has a fourth-level cultivation level.
The group of charm monsters under your command are all ninth-grade. If you are not careful, they may all be lost here. You should listen to my advice and ask our chief minister to bring reinforcements."
Hong Huaxiao lowered his face and said, "You talk a lot. I know better than you how much the Black Clothes Battalion is capable of.
There is one more thing, please listen carefully to me. The people under me are not called Charms. They are practitioners of witchcraft. If you call them wrong again, I will cut off your roots and become my disciples."
Ning Yongwei pursed his lips and did not dare to say anything.
Around midnight, a government official named Rong Zhengwu came out to relieve himself, but saw a woman squatting in the grass.
When the woman saw the official, her face immediately turned red with embarrassment.
Seeing her beauty, Rong Zhengwu stepped forward and asked in a low voice: "What are you doing squatting here? What's your plan?"
The woman panicked and said, "I, I'm here to relieve myself. My legs are numb from squatting and I can't stand up."
Rong Zhengwu said angrily: "You're lying, I think you are clearly here to assassinate the prefect!"
The woman's voice trembled: "People's women don't dare."
"Get up and answer me!"
"A civilian girl can't stand up."
Rong Zhengwu stepped forward to help her up, and said with a vicious smile: "Are you really not an assassin?"
The woman had tears in her eyes and shook her head repeatedly.
Rong Zhengwu lowered his face and said, "Let me search and see if you have any weapons on you!"
The woman did not dare to resist, and let the officer search her from head to toe.
Logically speaking, it is indeed a bit suspicious that a woman suddenly appeared to relieve herself around the camp.
But after searching, Rong Zhengwu dropped his suspicions and started to harbor evil intentions.
At first, when I looked at this woman, I just thought she was somewhat pretty.
After some exploration, Rong Zhengwu suddenly felt that this woman was more beautiful than a fairy.
He looked around and saw a forest around him. He turned to the woman and said, "Go into the forest. I will interrogate you carefully."
The woman lowered her head and said, "Why are you going to the forest?"
Rong Zhengwu gritted his teeth and said: "Go to the forest and beat you with a stick. Go quickly, or I will take you to the government prison!"
The woman shed tears and followed the officer into the woods.
Hong Huaxiao followed Ning Yongwei in. After a while, he saw Rong Zhengwu hugging a big tree, standing up and down, panting.
Ning Yongwei raised his eyebrows and whispered: "My eyes are really opened."
Hong Huaxiao signaled him not to speak, it was a critical moment now.
Rong Zhengwu fell into Hong Huaxiao's illusion and thought it was the woman he was holding in his arms at the moment.
The woman's name was Zhao Yanhong, and she was Hong Huaxiao's most proud disciple.
Seeing Rong Zhengwu hugging the big tree and feeling extremely forgetful, Hong Huaxiao came to him quietly and stuffed a ball of rouge into his mouth.
Rong Zhengwu didn't notice it at all. He thought it was the girl's lips and ate them happily.
After he swallowed the rouge, his interest became even higher, and soon he was enjoying himself facing the big tree.
After enjoying himself, Rong Zheng's mood was waning. He looked around, but the woman was no longer there.
gone?
Just leave.
Rong Zhengwu was drowsy, returned to the camp, got into the tent, and fell asleep silently.
An officer next to him asked: "What have you been doing? Why have you been there for so long?"
"I'm going to relieve myself. I have a stomachache today."
"Why do you smell so good?"
Rong Zhengwu said impatiently: "The makeup powder I bought for my wife was accidentally broken just now. Why do you ask so much? Go to sleep quickly."
He fell into a deep sleep.
In the forest, Hong Huaxiao took thirty snakes, thirty strings of dala flowers, two hundred strands of silk hair, and two hundred pieces of broken nails, mixed them with a jar of deer blood, a jar of fish blood, and a jar of human blood.
Just a big jar.
Two hundred witchcraft cultivators appeared one after another, pricked their fingers, smeared the blood on their long hair, bit the long hair in their mouths, took their positions, and set up a magic circle with Hong Huaxiao.
Hong Huaxiao's energy surged, and the disciples were sweating. Half an hour later, the magic circle took effect.
Rong Zhengwu, who had been sleeping soundly in the tent, suddenly woke up, clutching his stomach and wailing repeatedly.
A servant next to him opened his eyes and said, "What's wrong with you?"
"I hurt, it hurts..." Rong Zhengwu vomited a lock of hair from his mouth.
The officer was horrified and screamed in surprise.
Everyone in the camp woke up and came up to watch.
"What's going on?"
"Did you hit something evil?"
"Cut this hair off quickly."
"You can't cut it off, you have to pull it out!"
"It can't be pulled out. We need to call a medical officer to take a look."
It sounded lively, but none of the cadres actually came forward to help.
Rong Zhengwu looked so scary, hair kept spitting out from his mouth.
Everyone felt scared, but they couldn't help being curious and still watching.
Rong Zhengwu suddenly raised his head, and hair suddenly appeared in his nose.
Everyone exclaimed and suddenly saw Rong Zheng's five eyes bleeding, his eyeballs protruding, and strands of hair emerging from his eye sockets.
Chiliu~
Rong Zhengwu's two eyes followed the hair and gushed out of his eye sockets.
Next is the ears.
Next is every pore on the body.
Rong Zhengwu, with his hair hanging all over his body, stood up from the ground and shouted vaguely: "It hurts, it hurts..."
All the government officials were so frightened that they wanted to run out. Before they could run out of the tent, Rong Zhengwu's body suddenly exploded and his broken nails flew everywhere.
A broken nail hit a government official on the face.
The Yamen was so frightened that he tried to dig out the broken nails, but the broken nails penetrated directly into the flesh, crawling from the side of the cheek to the cheekbones, and soon they crawled deep into the eye sockets.
Ya Chai felt something growing in his eyes.
It seems to be hair.
The governor was picking at his own flesh like crazy, but it was of no use.
There was only one thought left in his mind.
Run to a place with a lot of people, the more people the better, only a place with a lot of people can save me!
He rushed into another camp.
After a while, the entire camp was in chaos.
Dozens of people, with their hair hanging all over their bodies, were running wildly around the camp.
Their bodies will explode after a short time, and a large piece of broken nails will fly out.
As long as your nails touch someone else's body, that person will soon grow hair all over his body, and soon it will burst.
Most of the government officials died, and the guards in black were also affected.
Battalion Captain Cheng Gangtong had never seen this kind of technique, but after all he had some experience, and he realized that he could no longer keep the camp.
"Escort Magistrate Sha and leave this place quickly."
"Leave?" Hong Huaxiao stood outside the camp with a slight smile on his face, "I want to leave now, but it's too late."
Ning Yongwei really gained knowledge this time, and he now understood the terrifying aspects of witchcraft cultivators.
From laying out bait to spreading witchcraft to the entire camp, as long as they are properly deployed and well prepared, they can kill the enemy without touching them.
Two hundred witchcraft cultivators had already set up a enchantment formation around the camp. Cheng Gangtong led the camp captain for a long time, but still could not get out of the camp.
"Call the yin and yang practitioners to come over and break this formation!" Cheng Gangtong issued a military order. He brought fifteen yin and yang cultivators and waited for a long time, but he didn't see any of them.
Where have all these practitioners gone?
They all died at the hands of Hong Huaxiao.
Although Hong Huaxiao has not fully recovered, Xingguan is Xingguan, taking advantage of the chaos to kill people without leaving any traces.
Cheng Gangtong couldn't break the enchantment formation, but he saw that the black-clad guards around him grew hair all over their bodies one after another.
A man rushed forward and his body was about to explode. Cheng Gangtong grabbed a black-clad guard next to him and used it as a shield to block the flying nails.
The body of the black-clad guard was inlaid with dozens of nails, which instantly penetrated into his flesh.
Cheng Gangtong kicked the black-clothed guard away and was about to run for his life when he suddenly smelled the fragrance of powder.
Hong Huaxiao had already reached behind him and pierced his neck with a piece of nail.
Cheng Gangtong covered his neck and felt the hair growing in his body.
Before he could turn around, he was kicked into the crowd by Hong Huaxiao.
In less than half an hour, all the black-clad guards were wiped out.
Hong Huaxiao grabbed Sha Yuanzhong's hair and laughed softly: "Prefect Sha, I have something I need to trouble you about."
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At dawn the next day, the prefect took the surviving government servants and delivered food door to door. He wanted to send back the food collected.
Every time he returned grain to a household, he would kowtow three times at the door.
Every time he kowtowed, he had to say something.
The first head: "I am the shameless villain."
The second head: I am the despicable villain.
The third head: "I am that shameless bitch."
Seeing the prefect kneeling down, the villagers were frightened and at a loss.
Hong Huaxiao was behind the magistrate, hooked Magistrate Sha's neck with his nails, and said softly: "Kowtow three more times, shout louder, they don't seem to hear."