Chapter 403

After receiving the imperial edict, Wang Liang, the imperial censor of the same trade, bowed and said, "I've seen xinghebo, and my lower official is Wang Liang, the imperial censor of Zhejiang Province."

Fang Xing said with a smile: "Wang Yushi, since your majesty sent you, Fang will hand over the supervision to you. If there is anything wrong, let's discuss it together."

"I dare not."

Wang Liang surong said, "Your Majesty's will is to make the next officer obey the order of Xinghe Bo."

Fang Xing was bored by the tough imperial censor. After a few greetings, he asked Zhang Jin to arrange Wang Liang's accommodation.

"Uncle, your majesty, are you ready to kill?"

Huang Zhong asked with a smack of his tongue.

In the will just now, Zhu Di said murderously that to thoroughly investigate the officialdom of Zhejiang Jiang, Taizhou government was just the first shot.

Fang Xing said faintly, "Zhejiang Jiang's cleaning has nothing to do with me. I just take this opportunity to clean up Taizhou Prefecture."

The purpose is to let Fang wake up and clean up the corruption here, which also makes him put down his worry.

If Zhu Di asks Fang to wake up and clean up the officialdom of Zhejiang Jiang, he will probably become the most hated Xun Qi.

As an emperor, if you hate a minister, let him do things that offend others.

But if you want to reuse him, you probably have to let him do something that offends others.

"How else can we find an excuse to take him down in the future?"

Wang Liang came to Fang Xing in a hurry after only a little washing.

"Xinghe Bo, my lower officer wants to go to the mansion to find the magistrate he and find some news."

Fang Xing put down his book and frowned at the censor.

Wang Liang is thin and can't wait.

Fang woke up and noticed that his fingers were rough and moved in his heart. He said, "Fang doesn't think it's a good time recently. After all, there are many people with mixed mouths. What do you say?"

Wang Liang said, "is the magistrate he among them? It's really rotten!"

Fang Xing didn't answer this question, but got up and said, "Fang is going to go to the fishing village. If the Royal historian Wang is interested, he can go with him."

Of course, Wang Liang will go. His task here is to supervise. Fang Xing's actions are also the object of his supervision.

After arriving at the last fishing village, Wang Liang was surprised to find that the fishermen were very enthusiastic.

This is not hypocritical and fearful enthusiasm. Wang Liang was born in poverty, so he can see it at a glance.

"Uncle, all the fish we caught yesterday were sent to Mr. Xu's shop."

A black and thin man said with joy on his face.

Fang woke up and looked at the dried fish hanging at the door and asked, "have you received the cash?"

The man rubbed his hands and said excitedly, "it's all thanks to uncle's blessing. When the new year is small, he will also burn some incense for uncle to bless uncle's Duke and Marquis for generations."

Wang Liang has heard some meaning. Maybe Fang Xing has found a way for these fishermen.

This xinghebo is good!

In the eyes of most civil servants, this xinghebo is a rebellious guy, and he also comes around with his highness TAISUN. It's really a shame of my Confucianism!

But today, seeing Fang awake and chatting with these fishermen like young people next door, Wang Liang thought of his parents.

Wang Liang's parents were honest farmers. They did what the government said. It was not easy to raise him. Naturally, he saw all the hardships.

It's not easy for the people. I should ask for orders for the people!

Thinking of this, Wang Liang observed Fang Xing's words and deeds more carefully, but he saw that Fang Xing's expression was somewhat

Fang Xing was embarrassed and said, "there's no need to burn incense. It's better to save money to buy some sweet mouth food for the children."

Mardan! I'm not dead. Who should I burn incense for?

Wang Liang followed Fang Xing to visit several fishermen and saw happy faces.

"Uncle, with this money this year, my family can cope with those errands..."

An old man said gratefully, but his son asked with some expectation, "uncle, can you reduce those miscellaneous taxes?"

In the eyes of these people, Fang Xing should be above the magistrate, not to mention those petty officials.

Looking at these eager eyes, Fang woke up and nodded cautiously: "I should do my best!"

On the way back, Wang Liang sighed, "how many corrupt officials have I killed since emperor Taizu Gao! But now it seems that they can't be killed!"

Fang Xing didn't say a word. Wang Liang thought of the scene just now and said, "xinghebo, the lower official wants to check Taizhou government immediately and find out the context of these miscellaneous taxes."

"You can't find anything."

After Fang Xing left this sentence, he hit his horse and rushed out.

"Why?"

Wang Liang wondered and thought to himself, has all the people in Taizhou gone bad?

In a dark room in the mansion, a man with a big mole on his left face said fiercely, "that man has found out that he is Fang Xing's staff. What should we do?"

Several men sat down, and one of them, a short and strong man, said with confidence: "Lord Wan, didn't you say that the chief envoy has played? Can he get well when he wakes up?"

The man with the big mole squinted slightly, "that man can't be underestimated. After all, he is TAISUN's teacher!"

The short man nodded and said, "let's take it easy, or Jinling will burn jade and stone in anger!"

A strange smile appeared on the man's face: "if it has nothing to do with us..."

"Hiss..."

The following men took a breath, and their eyes slowly turned to the cloudless horizon.

……

"Xinghebo, xinghebo..."

After receiving the edict, Fang woke up and didn't move. He just supervised Xin Laoqi and others to practice Sergeant every day. I read books when I am free, as if I really want to cultivate my self-cultivation.

Fang Xing put down his book and saw Wang Liang come in with more than a dozen subordinates in a hurry. He asked, "did the Royal historian go to Fucheng?"

Wang Liang was sweating and said, "yes, but those officials are hateful. There are no defects in the account books."

"How was their reception?"

Fang woke up and sighed, then got up and waved to the knife outside the door.

Wang Liang stamped his foot and said, "it's better than the banquet! Is it really unscrupulous!"

"It's about to start..."

Fang Xing sighed again: "I wanted to delay some more time, but now it seems that all the parties are ready. The stage has been set up, waiting for everyone to sing on the stage..."

Wang Liang asked: "Xing He Bo, do you mean... They are making false promises? What is their dependence? With a large army here, do they dare to rebel?"

"Master."

The knife bowed.

"Go, call people from more than 1000 households to the lobby."

"Yes."

After the knife left, Fang Xing hung the Tang Dao around his waist and said to Wang Liang, "the Royal historian, come too."

Wang Liang was a little confused. He knew that Jubao mountain guard had made great achievements, but Fang woke up and determined to judge that those people were going to do it.

"Xing Hebo, is there anything in here..."

When he came to the door, Fang woke up and smiled: "the game is like chess. No matter how clever the opponent is, as long as he moves, there will be traces to follow..."