In fact, the cost of such an execution is quite high. However, the sage has issued an edict not to do anything as bloody as beheading. If there is blood, it must be green, otherwise it will affect the mental health of the little friends. Wang Xuan also
There is no other way but to use this bloodless method... (Skin it, and frantically test back and forth on the edge of death!)
The cement mortar that had been prepared long ago was carried over and began to pour inside little by little. Seeing that they were certain to die, everyone had different reactions. Some cried crazily, some repented loudly, some begged for mercy, and some even used their heads vigorously.
It hit me, I couldn’t help it, my mouth was blocked….
It didn't stop until the cement was completely filled.
This public trial was held on the same day when all of Fujian was unified. This was also the first time that Wang Xuan swore his authority to the entire middle-level forces in Fujian. Before that, Wang Xuan destroyed the Tang king and the seven major families.
etc., all belong to the top-level forces. In fact, they have almost no impact on the middle-level large landowners. Even if these people heard about it, they would not feel anything at all.
It's like a common person suddenly heard that the "Big Qiangzi" has entered, and his surname is Qin and so on. This can only be viewed as entertainment news. He has no understanding of the deeper things and has no feelings. It's just like "Klin Stew"
Just like the zipper door, no matter how many conspiracies are involved behind it, it has nothing to do with us.
The same goes for these big middle-class landlords. It doesn't matter to them how the upper class changes. They will still pay taxes and collect rent the same, even if there are ten or eight emperors!
Although they have all heard of Wang Xuan's name and know that this man is very powerful. He is now the King of Fujian, which can be said to be true, but they do not have any personal experience, and Wang Xuan has not interfered with their lives, so they also
No sense of awe.
But this time is different. Those who can collude with the copycat bandits, that is, these guys who have not wiped the mud off their feet, can do it. After all, the methods are too inferior, so all those who were hit this time are in the middle level.
, the big landlords in various counties and cities, and then they understood what kind of person Wang Xuan was and how ruthless his methods were.
Especially when after a few days, the cement blocks were dried out and erected one by one at the city gate, with the names and crimes of the people who were poured into them carved on them, the landowners began to become frightened.
Only then did we realize that Wang Xuan not only wanted to kill people, but also wanted to kill people's hearts. He also wanted to make these people's names reviled by thousands of people, and their corpses and souls would have no peace.
This method is simply amazing. They say that death will eliminate all sins, but Wang Xuan's cooking makes people unable to live in peace even after death.
These big players are completely suppressed!
You are too heartless, you are too cold, you are too unreasonable...ahem...
This unprecedented thing was of course everyone's talk after dinner, but when the news spread little by little, these big businessmen were horrified to discover that bandits were suppressed and public trials were held on the same day throughout Fujian.
Afterwards, the news was compiled by people who were interested. On the first day of the month, more than 60 bandits were suppressed in Fujian. No less than 1,500 bandits were killed on the spot, and even more were arrested. All of them were beaten into hard labor and worked in various mines.
All 82 large landlords of various types were implicated, and all of them were exterminated. More than 800 concrete pillars were erected at the entrances of more than 50 counties in Fujian.
A white terror suddenly enveloped the sky over the entire Fujian. For a time, all small and medium-sized landowners in Fujian felt a bone-chilling coldness.
After the public trial here, Fuzhou Prefecture and Lin Feng Academy started examinations again. This news spread relatively early, and many people who were interested in joining Wang Xuan's family gathered in Fuzhou.
Among them, they are mainly experienced scholars, petty officials, shopkeepers, accountants and the like. After all, those who have the hope of becoming an official will generally not join Wang Xuan unless they are in a relatively high position. Of course, Wang Xuan himself does not need anything.
Those who learn stereotypes want people who are serious and capable of doing things.
The entire exam ended in one day. The content of the exam was very complicated. There were some things that you really didn’t know how to learn stereotypes. The questions were similar to those of civil servants in later generations, including five parts: verbal understanding and expression, quantitative relations, judgment and reasoning, data analysis, and common sense judgment.
Wang Xuan will select 200 people among them to take charge of the subsequent tax collection work.
Over the years, Wang Xuan has adopted no less than 3,000 orphans. The older ones are now adults. After so many years of modern education, they can now be put into practice. It just so happens that this time the province has implemented new taxes, these adults
More than 800 people were assigned to work as tax collectors to practice hard and lay the foundation for future expansion of the team.
Wang Xuan's goal is that big.
This time, a total of about a thousand people were assigned to more than 50 prefectures and counties, and went directly to the grassroots level in rural areas. The province's land census not only required to find out how much land there was, but also re-registered and re-measured the size. At the same time, it also provided a basis for the future.
Lay the foundation for designing water conservancy projects.
Feudal society has always had the practice of imperial power not going to the countryside. The biggest reasons are inconvenient transportation, inconvenient communication, and high management costs. But now, as long as cement roads are opened, commerce will become more prosperous and income will increase.
Increasingly, these problems can be gradually solved.
This time, after the local government continued the reform of the prison housing, the household housing was also reformed, the staff was greatly expanded, and it became the most powerful department in one fell swoop.
Moreover, regardless of whether it is a household or a prison house, in addition to being under the jurisdiction of the local county magistrate, Wang Xuan also learned the modern system and carried out dual management. The higher-level government also has jurisdiction over the household and prison houses in the subordinate counties to prevent corruption at the same time.
, a large number of rules and regulations have been specified, and everything should be done according to the rules.
During the process of inventorying land acres, we must also publicize the new tax law, which only has a simple land tax and no other taxes.
Every county government was followed by soldiers from various local police stations. At the beginning, some people thought that the law would not punish the public, and they took it as before, and some landowners secretly encouraged the farmers in the village to resist taxes.
As a result, the army was dispatched to suppress any obstruction. Fortunately for the ignorant peasants, once the mastermind behind the incident was found out, concrete pillars were poured and erected in the village to deter all lawbreakers.
Over a period of more than a month, all Fujian people have completely understood one thing. There are two things in life that cannot be escaped, one is death, and the other is paying taxes!!
During this land survey, Wang Xuan specifically told his men to keep an eye on the bald donkeys!
The bald donkeys had a lot of land in their hands. He had not forgotten that these bald donkeys had tricked him several times before.
Of course, Wang Xuan cannot be so small-minded. Everything is done in accordance with the law. Everyone is equal before the law!
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Qi Zonghui, also known as Wang Zonghui, is 34 years old. He is the trusted commander of the Fuzhou Prefecture and is Qi Jiguang's great-grandson.
Qi Yin, the eldest son of Qi Jiguang, was appointed as the vanguard during the battle in Putian. He was beheaded by Qi Jiguang for violating military orders. Later, the local people missed Mr. Qi and built a Taiwei Hall for him on Changfeng Ridge. It is said that the hall is
Remnants remain.
His biological mother was Jiangmen Hu's daughter, the daughter of Wang Dong from Nanxi, a household of ten thousand households. Afterwards, she learned that Wang left home in anger and took Qi Yin's wife and children all the way to Fujian to live. This legitimate lineage stayed in Fujian.
In the thirteenth year of Wanli, after Qi Jiguang was demoted from Guangdong and returned to his hometown, the person who succeeded him was Qi Zuoguo, born to his concubine Chen.
By the time he reached Qi Zonghui's generation, the splendor of his ancestors had long since disappeared, and now he was just an ordinary and upper-class family. He had not lost his martial arts skills, but in the environment of the late Ming Dynasty, the guard house had long been rotten, and naturally he had not shown it.
The place where he excels.
It wasn't until Wang Xuan reorganized the guards and recruited troops on a large scale that Qi Zonghui heard about it and made up his mind to join the army, hoping to live up to his name and regain the glory of his ancestors... Although his grandfather was ordered to be beheaded by his great-grandfather.
At this moment, Qi Xinghui led five hundred heavily armed soldiers to surround a temple at the foot of Gushan Mountain outside Fuzhou City.
In the temple, the abbot was lying on a rocking chair and taking a nap. Suddenly, he heard a rush of footsteps, followed by a cry, "The abbot is not good."
You are so bad!
The host was lying on the rocking chair and turned around with cold eyes. He saw a young monk quickly running up to him and saying, "The host is broken!"
You are so bad!
The host's face darkened, and he immediately shouted in a deep voice: "Monks, avoid greed, anger, ignorance, pride, and suspicion. If you panic when something happens, the Buddhist teachings you have learned over the years have gone to the dog's belly!"
Well, the young monk who came to report the news was stunned for a moment, and then a flash of understanding flashed in his eyes. He took a deep breath, and the eagerness on his face disappeared. He bowed to the host and saluted, saying the Buddha's name, "Amitabha, thank you."
The abbot gives guidance."
"Well, it's good if you realize it. We monks have jumped out of the Three Realms and are not in the Five Elements. Even big things must be calm and handled slowly."
"Yes, disciple understands!"
"Okay, tell me what's going on." The abbot was lying on the rocking chair with his eyes half open and half closed, rocking back and forth as he listened.
The young monk who reported the news called the Buddha again, and then said slowly: "It's not a big deal, it's just that a group of soldiers came from outside the temple and surrounded our temple!"
"What!"
The abbot's eyes suddenly widened in fear, and he subconsciously wanted to stand up. Unexpectedly, he used too much force and the entire rocking chair fell to the ground. The old abbot screamed "Ouch" after the fall.
At this moment, he didn't care about the pain. Under the dumbfounded gaze of the young monk, he overturned the wicker chair, jumped up from the ground, reached out and grabbed the young monk's collar, and shouted urgently: "You said
What? Say it again!"
The little monk was stunned. Why don't you stop being angry and calm down? How can you say it will change...
"Say it so quickly!" The abbot saw that the young monk was in a daze, so he anxiously picked up the young monk's collar and shook it vigorously.
"Temple, temple, temple, temple, the temple is surrounded by a group of soldiers, it's over, it's over..." The little monk was so shaken that he was shaking and trembling.
"Then why the hell didn't you tell me earlier!" The abbot was almost mad. The imperial court sent out a huge army to surround him. Is this a trivial matter?
This kind of thing hasn't happened in hundreds of years, and you're still so slow. Is there something wrong with your brain?
"Fang, abbot, this, this, isn't this what you said to avoid greed, anger, ignorance, pride, and suspicion, and to stay calm when encountering problems?" The young monk looked at the ferocious-looking abbot with a look of astonishment.
"I..." The abbot choked and almost lost his breath. How could these things be the same!