Twenty-four Mingjiao believers were found out under the identification of the believers who had lost their guard. Without saying anything, they continued to scrape the bowl, but they really didn’t know any more people...
Although we know that there must be some fish that slip through the net, and they may be big fish, but what's the point of holding more than 2,000 people hostage? Doesn't this create an atmosphere of panic?
There is no other choice but to release him at dawn...
Of course, you must first register your name, address, and address with the household clerk before you can leave the yamen.
When it was Zhu Dachang's turn, Wang Xian sighed and said, "You can see the trouble from watching the excitement."
"Yes, I will definitely not join in the fun in the future." The three of them said with a grimace.
"Go back." Wang Xian waved his hand and let people go: "I'll register for you."
The three of them thanked them and left quickly.
After letting out about ten more people, a scholar came to the registration table with a book boy. The book boy took the lead and took out two guides.
"Aren't you two from this county?" The secretary took it over and glanced at it and said: "People from Ningbo, why are you coming to our Fuyang?"
"This is the escort." The scholar, who was born with a long body, sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, was one of the most beautiful men in a million. He said politely: "When I was in my hometown, I heard that your county has been promoted. I admire the great poet who "does not let go of the green mountains" and "when spring comes, the world is like jade." I am here to visit you." He said with a wry smile: "Because I am greedy for the beautiful scenery of the Fuchun River, I took a walk by the river. , I was caught in a daze..."
"Then you are quite unlucky." The clerk's attitude suddenly improved a lot: "Are you still planning to meet that great poet?"
"Of course I do." The scholar said without hesitation, "How can you give up eating because of choking!"
"Haha..." the clerk said with great pride, "That's my clerk!" Among the subordinate staff who have always been looked down upon by scholars, there was such a great poet as Wang Xian, and all of them were honored.
"I'm Wei Wuque, courtesy name Yunqing!" As soon as he saw Wang Xian, the scholar hurriedly clasped his fists and said, "I'm taking the liberty to come here, please don't be weird, brother Wang." His movements were flowing, and his mood was romantic.
"Uh..." Wang Xian felt helpless. He could barely be considered a handsome guy, but standing in front of Wei Wuque would be a shame for the audience. "Brother Wei, why did you say this? It's a great pleasure to have friends from far away." Huh."
"It's a pity that it's not the right time to come down." Wei Wuque put on a wry smile, which made the men stunned and cursed in their hearts, why are you so handsome!
"Haha." Wang Xian smiled and said, "Brother Wei, you might as well go to the check-in room and sit down for a while. When we leave in the evening, I'll treat you to a drink."
"I will be satisfied if I can see Brother Wang once." Wei Wuque said with a smile: "After this period of time has passed, I will visit you again so that I won't cause trouble to Brother Wang."
"Thank you, Brother Wei, for your understanding." Wang Xian cupped his fists and said, "See you later." People are afraid of being famous and pigs are afraid of being strong. Since the Hangzhou West Lake Lantern Festival Poetry Festival, there has been an endless stream of scholars coming here, which bothers him a lot. Can you send him off politely? The guest is already very well-educated.
"See you later!" Wei Wuque returned the gesture with his fists clasped, then led the boy out.
Looking at his back, Wang Xian was thoughtful and suddenly said: "By the way, Brother Wei, in Ningbo's Tianyi Pavilion, people with foreign surnames are still not allowed to enter the pavilion?"
"Uh..." Wei Wuque was stunned and said, "I am ignorant and have never heard of this pavilion. What does it do?"
"The one who collects books..." Wang Xian said with waning interest. Tianyi Pavilion was actually built more than a hundred years later. Wang Xian said this deliberately because he wanted to deceive Wei Wuque. But the other party didn't show off...
Watching his figure disappear at the yamen gate, Wu Wei asked in a low voice: "Why, does this person have a problem?"
"I don't know." Wang Xian shook his head and said, "It's just a little strange. You see me all the way across the country, but you only say a few words and then leave. It's not normal." According to his understanding, you shouldn't sit down and talk about poetry.
After that, can we return home happily with good wine and beautiful women?
"I was imprisoned all night for no reason. No one else would be interested." Wu Wei curled his lips and said.
"Maybe..." Wang Xian nodded and withdrew his probing eyes, thinking that maybe when people see their idol as a subordinate, they may feel that they will no longer fall in love...
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The scholar and the scholar left the county government office and went straight to the pier. On the pier, their awning boat was waiting.
The boatman, who was in his forties and dressed in red and muscular clothes, was surprised when he saw the two of them: "Master, this way!"
The scholar walked quickly over, and when he reached the shore, he stood on his toes without swaying.
"Young Master is finally back, but I'm worried to death." The boatman said with a frightened look on his face: "If Young Master hadn't given the order in advance, I would have gone back to ask for help."
"Stop talking nonsense, let's sail quickly." The book boy said coldly, with a hint of a superior in his eyes.
The boatman quickly sailed the awning boat away from the pier, looking at Fuyang County farther and farther away. The jade face of the scholar Wei Wuque was so gloomy that water could drip... This was the first time he acted alone, and he wanted to make a name for himself.
, who would have expected that the thirty men who prepared to rob the execution site all lost money, and not only the believers in Fuyang County were also uprooted!
His precious first time ended up in this small and inconspicuous county. How did the elders view this? Wei Wuque was in a terrible mood.
"If I don't take revenge for this, I swear I won't be a human being!"
The infinite anger turned into a swift and fierce punch, hitting the bulkhead hard, and actually punched a hole in the one-inch thick wooden bulkhead!
"Congratulations, young master, your inner strength has improved to a new level!" the book boy praised.
"Hmph..." Wei Wuque slowly put his right hand into his sleeve and secretly shouted: 'It hurts, it hurts...'
When the pain in his hand subsided, he spoke: "I was opposed to using my precious power on foolish men and women. These people are so instigative that there is no need to rush to open incense halls everywhere."
"It's not for the development and growth of our Ming sect in the first place, it's just that they are eager to grab the territory," the book boy said with a smile: "Don't look at them vowing to overthrow the Ming Dynasty and restore the Song Dynasty, but no one is sincere and they all have their own plans!"
Later, the book boy became angry.
"Oh, I don't blame them for not having confidence," the boatman whispered: "We have launched many uprisings over the past forty years, but the momentum has become smaller each time..."
"Ahem..." The boy coughed twice and glared at the boatman. You said that in front of the young master, aren't you asking for trouble?
Unexpectedly, Wei Wuque was not angry, but said calmly: "Zhu Chongba is the king who stole the country, but he has coaxed the people to support him for more than thirty years, so we are passive everywhere."
He sneered and said: "But now this Zhu Di is a traitor who killed the king and usurped the throne, but he still doesn't think about restraining himself. Instead, he builds a large number of construction projects, builds a capital, goes to war, and fights in the north and south. He even spends hundreds of millions and sends eunuchs to the West.
Nowadays, people from all over the country are complaining and wishing to destroy this emperor. He is the second Sui Yang Emperor! It is not difficult to overthrow him, as long as we are on the moral side..."
"He is the emperor and we are rebels. Morality and justice will always be on his side." The book boy sighed.
"On the contrary, his biggest hidden danger is to gain the country unfairly," Wei Chengfeng said with a mysterious smile: "As long as we find that person, everything will be reversed..." I feel that I have said too much, even to the closest confidants.
The subordinate then changed the subject and said: "Let's find out who is the mastermind this time. I want his life!"
"Yes." The book boy agreed without hesitation. He was better at assassination than robbery.
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At noon that day, the officers and soldiers from the Zhensi Yamen returned to Hangzhou with a group of captured Mingjiao believers. Zhou Zhitai wanted to interrogate them personally.
Ma Dianshi was also invited to Hangzhou to participate in the interrogation. Colleagues said that this was a prelude to his promotion. Although Ma Dianshi said it was impossible, he was already happy in his heart. However, he obviously did not have the integrity of Wei Zhixian.
He never mentions Wang Xian's contribution, as if he is afraid that he will take away the credit.
Wang Xian didn't care about this. He was happy to be the hero behind the scenes this time. Because once a terrifying secret society like the Mingjiao was targeted, he would probably have trouble sleeping and eating for the rest of his life.
As soon as Ma Dianshi and the people from the Zhensi Yamen left, Fuyang County returned to normal. Wei Zhixian led the peasants to continue to open terraced fields on the mountain, while the Zhixian's wife led the women and children to continue digging wild vegetables everywhere. In a rich place like Jiangnan, you can eat
There are so many things to get. As long as you work hard enough, you won't starve to death even if you don't have food.
Of course, food is the top priority, and this year's spring plowing is even more important. Jiang County Magistrate and Wang Xian personally went to the countryside to persuade farmers to grow food. In addition to growing food, Wang Xian also asked every household in the countryside to grow vegetables.
The garden must ensure self-sufficiency in vegetables and melons.
Melons and vegetables can provide enough food for half a year. Try to increase the variety of food and plant less mulberry. This way, when the summer harvest comes, the country people will no longer have to buy food to eat. This will be of great benefit to reducing the burden on the county, of course in the long run.
Wang Xian tried his best to encourage farmers to cultivate, and he did not rest for half a month. His calves were thin and he was tanned by the sun.
But what he is most concerned about is the grain that Sima Qiu and Zhou Yang bought from Changsha. It is supposed to have arrived yesterday!
"I received a letter from Mr. Sima the day before yesterday saying that the first batch of three thousand shi of grain has been shipped. The date is already half a month ago." Wu Wei said worriedly: "It should have arrived by now, but why is there not even a trace of the ship?"
"Just wait patiently for two more days." Although Wang Xian was a little anxious, he didn't want his subordinates to see that it would be unreasonable.
"My subordinates can wait, but I'm afraid that Yongfeng Warehouse cannot wait." Wu Wei whispered: "Yongfeng Warehouse can only provide food for ten days at most. Once ten days are over, if it is not replenished, everyone will start to starve.
Got it!"
"It's twelve days," Wang Xian corrected: "Each person received two days of rations."
"It's not much of a difference..." Wu Wei smiled bitterly and said, "We can't just count on the grain ship arriving in time. Sir, we also have to find ways to raise food. It's just one more day!"
"What you said makes sense." Wang Xian looked at him and said, "But how to raise funds?"