Chapter 1969

Outside a village in the west of Jinan, more than ten people gathered at this time.

"Whose paddy field is that?"

Wang Ying asked, pointing to a field on the left.

Zhao Erdui, the local leader, smiled and said, "Lord Wang, that's..."

From time to time, his eyes glanced at the scholar standing aside. Wang Ying frowned and said, "Mr. Ma's?"

The scholar arched his hands and said, "student Ma Rong, I've seen Lord Wang."

They both know each other. In the past, when they met, Ma Rong arched his hands at will at most. When he was in a bad mood, he didn't even bother to lift his eyelids.

Today, he not only bowed his hands, but also called himself a student and called Wang Ying Lord Wang, which made Wang Ying happy.

But the above requirement is to thoroughly investigate the ownership of farmland mu. He can only harden his head and ask, "why isn't this land in the tax book?"

Ma Rong coughed and said, "Lord Wang, this is the student's reading field."

Study field, also known as student field.

Scholars have no land, how can they have money to read? How to feed your wife and children?

So Ma Rong's eyes grew cold. He came over and asked in a low voice, "Lord Wang, isn't that... The beginning?"

Wang Ying nodded and said, "don't blame Mr. Ma for his strengths. Xinghebo is sitting in the city. The chief envoy Chang personally told the governor, Lord Huang, that they are all staring!"

Ma Rong clenched his teeth and whispered, "then why come to me first?"

Wang Ying's eyes twinkled and said, "this is the one from above, Mr. Ma. That one is... Known as the demon God!"

"My family is poor. Can he let me farm?"

Wang Ying lowered her voice and said, "this is imminent. Mr. Ma, it's not that I'm not accommodating. If I'm accommodating, I'm unlucky. You're not better..."

"Someone's coming! A lot of people!"

Wang Yinggang wanted to give Ma Rong an idea. Someone shouted behind him. He looked back and couldn't help sweating wet his back and armpits.

More than 30 people, except for the two leaders, the others are either yamen servants or servants.

Chang Yu pointed to the village and introduced Fang Xing: "xinghebo, Shanqian village was originally a large grain receiving village. Since seven years ago, the grain receiving has been reduced by more than 70% every year. There are many complaints, but no one dares to report. I am also hearsay, so I ordered here to have a look."

Fang woke up and said, "the canals are directly into the field. The field looks fat. It's a good place."

"In the past, people were killed by fighting over water here. I haven't heard of it since seven years ago. It can be seen that education has made great contributions."

Chang Yu was serious when he said this. Fang woke up and looked at him. He was not sure whether he was mocking the scholar who embezzled most of the fields.

So he made a guarantee, a very strong guarantee.

"This is what Benbo is doing. The performance of Yiying people is in Benbo's eyes, and there is nothing to hide."

Chang Yu arched his hand and said, "thank you, Xing and Bo."

We'll see who's good and who's bad. Hello, then I'll protect you.

As for the matter, Fang Xing is in charge, it's just a joke.

Chang Yu was convinced that Fang Xing was the spokesman of the emperor. His words were just to focus the opposition on himself and reduce the burden for the emperor.

However, he accepted, and the big stone that had been pressing in his heart fell to the ground.

Jiang xuze has contact with the family, he knows, but he can't stop it, and he doesn't dare to stop it.

"Xinghebo, this matter involves orthodoxy. The outside world says it is paving the way for Science..."

Confucianism and science are the same. There is no preferential treatment. What are you going to read?

"The imperial examination is a single wooden bridge. Thousands of students are crowded. How many can finally write articles in the Jinluan hall? What do you read without preferential treatment?"

This is the third person to say this in front of Fang Xing.

Read what?

"I've seen you..."

The front has knelt on the ground, and only one person is standing and bowing.

Fang Xing stepped back and watched Chang Yu go ahead.

"Get up."

Chang Yu cheerfully called the people, then turned his eyes to Ma Rong and asked, "are you the scholar?"

Fang Xing's mouth hung a smile. He thought Chang Yu's method was good.

What did you do for Daming? Can let Chang Yu know your existence.

Ma Rong looked pale and bowed down and said, "adults, students... Ma Rong, Yongle year."

Chang Yu stood with his hands down, looked at the endless paddy field and asked, "whose is that paddy field?"

Ma Rong's face gradually turned red. At the moment, the sun was in the sky and the temperature gradually increased. His palm holding the folding fan was gradually sweaty, and then

"My lord..."

"Huh?"

Two pairs of eyes are opposite and can speak.

——That's the rule, my Lord!

——I don't have this rule here!

"My lord..."

Maroon flopped and knelt.

Several horses came from afar and were stopped outside. Someone came and told them, "Sir, it's the scholars around."

Fang Xing doesn't care about this. Xin Laoqi has come back from the village, followed by five people behind him.

Two adults are husband and wife, three children, all dressed in rags and with a vegetable face.

"Little song Ren, have you seen the master..."

The man knelt down, followed by the family behind him, and even the haggard woman knelt.

"Get up."

Fang Xing ordered with an expressionless face.

The eldest of the three children was eleven or twelve years old with blank eyes.

Neither of the two small ones wore shoes, and the pants full of patches looked smaller, especially the youngest girl, who looked black.

"For whom now?"

Song Ren shook his head blankly, and the little official on the side shouted, "this is Xinghe Bo. Don't you hurry back?"

Fang Xing waved his hand and said, "look at your scene, it's clear that you can't live. Say, it's better to live than die. Uncle Ben and Lord Chang came here today to see the people's livelihood and said Uncle Ben protected you."

Then Fang woke up and looked around for a week. He said coldly, "Ben Bo is looking forward to someone retaliating against his family in the future. He really looks forward to it."

Song Ren was frightened and wanted to kneel, but Xin Laoqi grabbed him and gave him chicken blood.

"My master can't see anyone retaliating. Just say that even if the officials in Shandong come to fix you, my master promises to copy all of them and destroy their families, and send them all to overseas mining!"

Chang Yu's mouth twitched, but he acquiesced to Xin Laoqi's words.

Song Ren looked at Fang Xing nervously. Fang Xing nodded and said, "Ben Bo's reputation outside is not good, but his reputation is not questioned. Boldly, Ben Bo carries it for you! It's a big deal to take your family to the capital. At the foot of the emperor, Ben Bo wants to see who dares to be domineering!"

"Capital..."

Song Ren stood there blankly. Fang Xing was preparing to encourage him a few more words, but he cried.

Fang Xing has never seen anyone cry like that, tearing his heart and lungs

Tears and snot filled song Ren's face instantly. He sobbed and his body trembled, as if he had encountered unbearable pain in life.

His wife turned around and cried bitterly. The three children looked at him at a loss and were a little frightened.

Fang woke up quietly and waved back.

The servants assigned some, and finally let him out on the grounds that the knife looked more amiable.

"Come on, sugar."

Knife knelt on one knee and waved to the three children, but no one paid attention. Instead, he hid behind his parents in panic.

Song Ren casually wiped away his tears with his arm and said, "uncle, there were more than 30 mu of land in my little home a few years ago..."

Fang Xing asked, "now?"

"Now..."

Song Ren sniffed and said, "during the drought that year, the water in the village was occupied, and the small ones lost their harvest. Finally, they had to borrow..."

"How much profit?"

Chang Yu was also paying attention to the answer. Song Ren hesitated and said, "sixty... Sixty percent."

Fang Xing closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and asked, "then?"

"The small ones are not enough, because the fields are sold to others as wasteland."

"You ran away?"

Chang Yu frowned and asked, "the fugitives are the fugitives. Selling your fields is light.". However, after Zhu gaochi succeeded to the throne, he gave no mercy to the refugees, and the local officials also gave money and food to help them return home.

Song Ren said in fear: "the eldest brother of the little family starved to death. The little one took his wife and children into the mountain and wanted to find some in the mountain..."

"Enough."

Fang Xing turned sideways. He felt that he could not face song Ren and the hard-working but precarious people