Gradually, many houses were closed, they turned back step by step, very reluctant, as if they were going to make a decision, Song Ci said: "Everyone go to the city gate to stop the people, these people leave, maybe they will never come back."

Saying that, the three of them accelerated and ran forward, and countless people moved away along the way, and some were even packing their luggage in the house, the people of this county town were not because of famine, nor because of war, but because of high taxes, which was really infuriating.

When they came to the gate of the city, there was no one waiting, they seemed to be organized and disciplined, resting here, waiting for more people to come.

Song Ci immediately said loudly: "Fellow villagers, you have a house and land in the city, I don't know why you want to leave your hometown?" Could it be that it's not easy to live here?"

A middle-aged man walked over, "Childe, you are a full man and you don't know how hungry a man is hungry, and you don't look like a poor person when you dress like a poor person, you don't understand the crying of the people at the bottom." ”

"Yes, yes, it's been a long time, and in the face of the oppression of the yamen, we don't dare to resist, otherwise we won't be beheaded by the whole family? Childe, don't ask, the reason why we fled from our hometown is actually a last resort. ”

Song Ci paused and said: "In this case, Song asked you a few questions, if your answers can satisfy Song, how about not stopping you in the future?"

Everyone looked at each other, and then an old man walked out, "Childe, if you have something to ask, if you have something to ask, just ask, after asking, I'll leave later." ”

Song Ci said: "Actually, there is nothing to ask, Song wants to know, after you leave this place, where are you going?" Have you found a place to stay? Or are you going to look for it again?"

"Where can I find it? All the family business is in this pomegranate county, and after leaving here, it will be a problem for us to even live, how can we find this? Besides, other counties can't accommodate us.

Qin Xiaoyue looked at them, "Since you can't survive without this place, why do you still want to leave, folks?" Could it be that it is for the high tax of one or two a month?"

They nodded frantically and then sighed, and it seemed that they were already scared.

"Childe, I can't help it, rich people won't leave here, but we are really forced to wait, one or two a month, our family's annual income is only three or five taels of silver, which is not enough to pay taxes, how do you say this can survive?"

Song Ci was angry, but at the moment he was hiding it in his heart and didn't want to talk about it.

"Folks, if I tell you that there will be officers and soldiers of the imperial court at this hour tomorrow, will you believe it?"

Everyone was stunned, obviously they hadn't reacted yet, what was going on, the officers and soldiers of the imperial court? Could it be that this matter was known to the emperor or a bigger official?

Someone said: "Childe, what do you mean by that?" What wind do you hear? Or are you from the court?"!

Qin Xiaoyue explained: "Fellow villagers, this is Song Ci, the criminal officer of our Criminal Department. If you believe us, you might as well stay at home for a few more days?"

“.. Mention the prison officer?"

Everyone was shocked, because they knew what this meant, the criminal officer belonged to the imperial court and belonged to the emperor, with him, is this Pomegranate County about to change the sky?

Someone knelt on the ground and said, "My lord, are you really our arraignment officer?" Oh my God, is this true? Old man, I'm getting old, and I actually saw the Detective. ”

Song Ci said: "If it is fake, folks, Song has already sent someone to transfer officers and soldiers, you give Song three days, this case must be won by you, how about it?"

Everyone had no doubts, and agreed at once, if even the court and the emperor couldn't believe it, what else would they say?

"Lord Song, we believe that you are, and besides, we will also tell you, for the time being. Don't leave this pomegranate county yet, we believe that Lord Song can call the shots for us.

Saying that, they left, Song Ci breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and said: There are still several city gates in Pomegranate County, let's go and tell you one by one, if these people are all gone, I'm afraid they will never be able to come back.

So they went to the south gate, the west gate, and the north gate, and by the time they were done, it was almost dark.

"My lord, now that the matter has finally been resolved, we are looking forward to Ren You's return, so that it will be much easier."

"What's so easy to do? Song didn't find the truth about the deceased's death at all, and he was all to deal with the indiscriminate tax collection of this magistrate, but I believe that as long as it comes to a critical time, it will come to light. ”

The three of them had just walked a few steps, and in front of the darkness, a few people suddenly came, and they clapped their hands with joy.

"Okay, I really can't imagine that this son is still a not simple person, and he actually called me back these Diao people who wanted to escape, you say, how should this official thank you?"

Song Ci said: "Since everything is known to your magistrate, then Song will not hide it, I will do the right thing for heaven and encourage them to oppose the yamen, and let the court abolish you, a magistrate."

"Scrap me?"

Zhang Ji sneered: "What a boy who speaks wildly, you are a child of a rich family, do you really want to win the official and the county with a lot of power?" Joke, rich people can't fight the powerful after all, save it!

"If you don't try, how do you know you can't do it? Could it be that you still have acquaintances in Lin'an?"

Zhang Ji laughed wildly, "There is no one in Lin'an, but there are people in the house, the prefect of Liucheng and the official are close friends, could it be that he can still care about the life or death of the official?"

Prefect? Song Ci has already written it down, and when the time comes, he will see who this prefect is.

"Brother Gongzi, you left these people to the official, which gave the official an extra income, you say, how should the official thank you?"

His eerie smile, like coming out of hell, can overshadow everything, very shocking, terrifying.

Nearby officials are eyeing each other, and if there is a situation, they will act immediately.

Song Ci's eyes swept over these people, and he said coldly: "Thank you is not necessary, I think that tomorrow's matter, the county magistrate will definitely hate Song to death, and even want to pick Song's skin, I don't know if you can believe it?"

"Ahaha.... Young people are really good at talking big, how can this official have hatred for you? Hahaha, I'm afraid you're not qualified enough, otherwise, how about we gamble?"

"What's the gambling method?"

Zhang Ji said: "It's very simple, tomorrow, if the official is really as you said, what if the knife is cut by the knife at that time?"

"What if I lose?" Song Ci clasped his hands on his chest, very confident.