Chapter 509： Dragon has reverse scale

Chapter 509 The Dragon Has Reverse Scales

Zhu Ping'an's safe return has turned Xiahe Village into a sea of ​​joy. After everyone's excitement gradually calmed down, people remembered another protagonist today, and Feng Hushu, who had been stepped on countless feet in the crowd, returned to everyone's attention at this moment.

"Xiang Sheng pays his respects to your lord."

Speaking of which, Feng Hushu, who was kneeling on the ground at this moment, looked very embarrassed. There were many big footprints on his body, his hands were trampled with mud, and cold sweat dripped from his forehead.

"Huh? Why is that? Why does a scholar need to make such a big gift?" Standing in front of Feng Hushu, Zhu Ping'an asked Feng Hushu, who was kneeling on the ground, with a smile on his face.

"My lord turns evil into good luck and returns safely. Xiang Sheng was overjoyed and couldn't help but do it." Feng Hushu knelt on the ground, his voice trembling with fear.

With footprints, cold sweat, and trembling voice, Feng Hushu looks very pitiful, but a poor person must have something to hate!

If he hadn't come back, he would definitely have a different face at the moment. Presumably at this moment, his mother and father would be made things difficult by this person. Subordinate staff is the main body of the state's public power directly acting on the people, and the tragedy of small subordinate staff ruining families is not a small number in this era. The primary purpose of my own imperial examination struggle is to improve my family and protect my family. It is acceptable to bully me and humiliate me, but it is absolutely unacceptable to bully my family! The reverse scale of the dragon, those who touch it will be angry, and my family is my reverse scale.

I am a sixth-rank official, but I was misrepresented as dead, and this person dared to come to my own house to make trouble. Then, for other powerless and powerless families, this person must be even worse. I don’t know how many people have suffered Its harm.

So for Feng Hushu who was kneeling at his feet, Zhu Ping'an didn't mean to repay grievances with kindness, and he was not some kind of virgin white lotus.

"Scholars don't kneel when they see an official, unless they pay homage to Confucius. I am not your mentor. If you kneel to me, don't you mean that I am arrogant enough to compare myself to Confucius? Huh?" Zhu Pingan slightly bent down and looked at the kneeling Feng Hushu at the foot asked with a playful smile.

"Xiang Sheng doesn't dare, Xiangsheng dare not." Feng Hushu was confused when he heard the words, Master Zhu thought too much, but when he saw Zhu Pingan's questioning eyes, cold sweat flowed from his forehead, He kowtowed again and again.

"Look at you, why are you kowtowing again? I'm not so arrogant that I dare compare myself to Confucius." Zhu Pingan said and turned sideways to avoid it.

"Xiang Sheng dare not, Xiang Sheng dare not..."

Feng Hushu hurriedly stood up and bowed to Zhu Ping'an, confessed repeatedly, and then waved his sleeves to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. At this moment, Feng Hushu's little heart couldn't help it.

"Well, that's right." Zhu Ping'an nodded.

Hearing Zhu Ping'an's words, Feng Hushu heaved a sigh of relief, he could finally relax his heart that had been holding tight all the time.

However, in the next second, I saw Zhu Ping'an after nodding, and then asked nonchalantly, "Where did we go just now, oh, yes, I remembered. My family has to pay taxes, when will the court How come I don’t know the tax payment policy that has been released?”

As soon as Zhu Ping'an's words fell, there was a thud, and Feng Hushu, who had just stood up, fell to his knees again with a plop, trembling, blushing like a monkey's buttocks, unable to say a word.

Where did the imperial court come up with any policy, it was all done on purpose by himself, so under Zhu Ping'an's question, Feng Hushu just trembled and couldn't say a word.

When everyone in Xiahe Village saw Feng Hushu like this, they laughed one by one. They looked so majestic just now, but now they look like they saw a cat and a mouse.

"What's the matter?" Zhu Pingan bent down slightly, looked at Feng Hushu and asked with the corners of his lips curled up, "Can't you remember?"

Feng Hushu faltered and couldn't answer.

"Okay, let me change the question, who asked you to come?" Zhu Pingan asked again.

"Xiang Sheng, Xiang Sheng, Xiang Sheng was ordered by the county magistrate." Feng Hushu was very confident when he said this.

In fact, he did not follow the magistrate's order, it was all on his own initiative, and he wanted to come here to make a fortune and fill his own pocket. This kind of thing was done without telling the magistrate, but under the banner of the magistrate. It's just a bluff, he didn't do this kind of thing once or twice. What do the common people down there know? When they see someone from the county government office, they just say what they say.

The so-called: Let your officials be as clean as water, but the officials are as slippery as oil. Even an upright official can hardly guarantee that subordinate officials will harm the common people, let alone ordinary officials. Don't look at the county magistrate, as the head of a county, who holds the highest power in the county. However, the county magistrate is one person after all, and most of the county affairs are done by others, which gives opportunities to subordinate officials. In a sense, the county magistrate is only superficial. In fact, the subordinate staff who hide "behind" him and take advantage of his name are the real masters of the county. He is just a puppet of a large number of people around him, using his name to reap his own benefits. These "unknown juniors" hiding behind are the most beneficial.

From Feng Hushu's eyes and tone, Zhu Ping'an knew that this matter was his own initiative.

"Oh, the county magistrate ordered you to come." Zhu Ping'an nodded.

"Yes, yes." Feng Hushu nodded while wiping his sweat, and gave Zhu Pingan a careful look. Seeing that Zhu Pingan's expression was normal, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Since the magistrate ordered you to come, then the magistrate must know when the court issued a tax payment policy, so Lao Feng Hushu will invite the magistrate here." Zhu Pingan said with a playful smile.

ah?

"The magistrate. The magistrate has a lot of things to do every day, I'm afraid, I'm afraid I don't have time."

Fortunately, Feng Hushu was kneeling at the moment, otherwise Feng Hushu would definitely fall to his knees in a cold sweat when asked this question by Zhu Pingan.

"Oh, why, my sixth-rank official can't invite the seventh-rank magistrate?" Zhu Ping'an bent down and met Feng Hushu's eyes.

Bang

Feng Hushu heard the words, his body suddenly changed from kneeling to sitting, and he couldn't kneel anymore, and the cold sweat on his forehead turned into betting.

Yes, Zhu Pingan is a sixth-rank official, the magistrate is only seventh-rank, and the magistrate of Shangxian County is only from the sixth-rank. Huaining County is not Shangxian, and the magistrate is only seventh-rank. In Zhu Ping'an's words, the county magistrate, who is two levels lower, has to come no matter how busy he is. If the magistrate came over, wouldn't everything he had done be exposed, and then he would not only have to face Zhu Ping'an's anger, but also the magistrate's anger.

"Take my notes and go to invite the county magistrate to come to the humble house to have a talk. I will prepare simple tea and light meals in the humble house and wait for the magistrate." Zhu Pingan got up and took a small seal from his waist, and told an officer seriously.

"Obey." The officer took the seal without hesitation.

"My lord, forgive my sins, my lords forgive my sins, Xiangsheng knows his mistake. I will report back to my lord, all of them are greedy for money, disregarding the law, and were lured by my lord's uncle Zhu Shouren, and committed stupid things."

Seeing this, Feng Hushu was completely frightened. Without saying a word, he gave himself a mouthful, pleaded guilty to Zhu Pingan again and again, and never dared to hide it again, and told the whole thing.

heard the words

The crowd around the audience

There was a dead silence around, even the air seemed to be frozen, and a needle could be heard. At this time, a slight footstep was very obvious.

Everyone turned their heads

Among the crowd, a discordant figure was unusually stalwart, it was the uncle Zhu Shouren who was leaving on tiptoe.

(end of this chapter)