The officials dragged the old man into the yamen prison.

"Where is this still an official, it is clearly the impermanence of asking for life!"

The gentry were far from imagining that Zhang Xian was different from ordinary scholars, and he killed people like a martial artist without blinking.

Hearing that the land of Marquis Ning Shou and Chang Ningbo Bo was taken back by the imperial court, they were afraid.

Even Ning Shouhou and Chang Ningbo Bo can't take Zhang Xian, what can they do?

"Whoever dares to rob our land, we will kill him, anyway, without land, we won't be able to live."

The homeless people knocked on their farm tools, their faces were as usual, they had seen too many people starving to death, and even seen the cruel scenes of cannibalism.

That's why they don't want to be homeless anymore.

Another old man hurriedly said: "Whatever the adults say, please let us go!" ”

"What do you mean, my dad is still in there!" The old sons cried: "Please return my father, let's stop making trouble." ”

Zhang Xian smiled miserably and shouted: "The blood of this official is not blood?" What is a human being in your eyes? ”

"This person actually committed murder against the officials of the court in public, according to the law of the Ming Dynasty, how to deal with it!"

Li Yuan, the county leader on the side, said: "The murder of the people belongs to the prefect, the governor, and the county, and those who have done it, a hundred rods, and two thousand miles." The wounded, hanged. ”

The old son fainted when he heard this.

"Execute as if it were law!"

Zhang Xian killed the old man in order to promote the spread of the land into the mu, as long as he was a little lax, these gentry would be lucky.

When the elder was the chief, he bullied the villagers, and no one dared to sue him.

The gentry dispersed, and the homeless people stayed, all kneeling on the ground: "Thank you Lord Zhang for making decisions for us!" ”

"This official is the parent official of Liangxiang, so he should do this, so you all get up."

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Capital

Yan Chengjin was frightened when he heard that the gentry of Liangxiang went to the yamen with a murder weapon and smashed Zhang Xian out of a hole.

Many of these gentry did not understand the law.

thought that it would be enough to lose some money if he hit someone, and he was not ambiguous at all.

Fortunately, he was more stable and didn't go to a good country.

"Zhang Xian is too imprudent, if it weren't for the homeless people coming, I'm afraid it would be difficult for him to end up, and his IQ is not small compared with Wang Shouren."

Yan Chengjin thought secretly, but he was afraid that His Majesty would already know.

Fengtian Temple,

Emperor Hongzhi sat in front of the imperial case, a little absent-minded, and his mind was always haunted by the four words "How is the implementation of Liangxiang?" ”

Mu Bin said: "The gentry gathered at the yamen with people and injured Zhang Xian. ”

"Yan Chengjin can be in Liangxiang?"

"No, I've been in the capital for the past two days."

Emperor Hongzhi fell into deep thought, this guy must have expected the reaction of the gentry in the good country, and the implementation of the new law would hurt the interests of the gentry, and he would definitely resist.

"What a good country is, what the world will be." Emperor Hongji sighed.

The gentry in a good country are far inferior to the world, and it is easy to resist and pacify, but if the gentry of the world want to resist, it will be difficult to calm down.

Zengfu,

Since Song Jing went to Liangxiang County, he never came back, seeing that the autumn was coming, Zeng Jian was secretly anxious, and asked His Majesty for a day off today, preparing to go to Liangxiang County.

Song Jingqian was courteous and gentle, which won his favor, and he ordered the housekeeper to prepare some pastries before leaving.

Zeng Jian took a sedan chair and went to Liangxiang.

It's hot in the sedan chair, so you have to stop and rest after walking for a while and sit in the shade on the side of the road.

When he was a waiter in the Ministry of Works, he came to Liangxiang.

The good township is poor, there are only three streets, and the crooked rice character is removed by one horizontal.

In this kind of poor and remote country, there are very few caravans on the official road.

But after sitting on the side of the road for a while, four teams of carriages and horses passed in front of me.

"It's better to see than to hear."

I have to go to court every day, even if I hear that there are workshops and caravans in Liangxiang, I don't have time to come and see.

Got on a sedan chair and set off, but didn't go far and ran into the checkpoint.

Liangxiang has set up a tax card, and the goods that pass through must be taxed.

I saw that the scribe tapped the goods, "Ninety single-barrel Song telescopes, one two taels of silver, a total of six taels of silver, will give you bills." ”

The leading merchant hurriedly took out six taels of silver, took the bill, and continued to catch the car.

Liangxiang implemented a new tax, and to Zeng Jian's surprise, the past traders all consciously handed over the silver taels.

He didn't know that there were sub-patrol roads and military preparation roads near the checkpoints, and if there was a slight mistake, officers and soldiers would come over to get people.

The merchants couldn't do anything to fight against the court for this bit of silver, and Liangxiang was like a big treasure trove, with many novelties that could be sold elsewhere to earn the money back.

When he arrived in Liangxiang, Zeng Jian opened his mouth, bustling with people, convoys blocked in the middle of the streets, and merchants and traders everywhere, so he couldn't get through at all.

Shops line both sides, and homes are overcrowded.

There is a brand new shop, with three floors of people inside and outside, surrounding the front of the store.

"Owner, what is this?"

"The new threshing machine in Liangxiang can step on this pedal and put the rice stalk into it, and the drum can beat the rice down and the millet can be taken off."

"The Jiangnan that this thing sells can make a lot of money."

Zeng Jian looked at it for a while.

If the guess is good, it must be Song Jing's toss.

This kid has a wooden face, is extremely dexterous in his hands, and is proficient in arithmetic.

The key is that this is a cow belt, Zeng Jian looked at it for a long time before he could see the structure of this thing, and when the guy stepped on the pedal, the drum turned.

Another shop vendor shouted: "If the fire is strong, I will use Yunnan black medicine toothpaste, add herbal essence, and say that it is good after using it." ”

Toothpaste?

I saw the guy holding a bottle in his hand, and some black and white mixed powder poured out of it.

Zeng Jian's teeth were not good, and he couldn't help but think about it.

The servant reminded: "Master, if you delay for a while, it will be dark when you go back." ”

Reluctantly moved away, found the yamen of Liangxiang, reported to his home, and asked the keeper Song Jing where he was.

The servant took him to the outskirts, where many homeless people gathered, and they took iron tools to cultivate and carry them.

"What is this doing?" Zeng Jian was puzzled.

The official reported: "Erect a canal and reclaim more fertile land." ”

Song Jing took a ruler to measure the width of both sides of the canal, Zeng Jian was overjoyed, and stood behind him with a dry cough.

Song Jing looked back at him and hurriedly saluted: "Why did the teacher come to Liangxiang." ”

"What are you doing here, making it so filthy, what is it?"

"The students wanted to make a waterwheel, but the water level of the canal was too low for the fields on the high ground to be flooded, so they set up a waterwheel to drive more fields."

"Take a break." Zeng Jian didn't sit down, there was mud all around, and there was really no place to sit.

Song Jing was ashamed: "The teacher is worried, and he also asks the teacher to come to Liangxiang for a trip." ”

"I also brought you a handout for the teacher, I don't think I have time to tell you, you read it carefully."

Song Jing was grateful: "Thank you, teacher!" ”

"Why don't you see that guy Yan Chengjin?" Zeng Jian wondered.

Song Jing raised his hand and pointed, Yan Chengjin was not wearing an official uniform, and pointed fingers in front of a magistrate, and the magistrate nodded again and again.

"The location of the dug canal should not be too low, too low and the water irrigation is insufficient, and the embankment on both sides should be reinforced, so that the embankment will be washed away by the rise of the water level."

"What your lord said is very true." Zhang Xian still has a white cloth wrapped around his head.

Yan Chengjin saw Zeng Jian coming over and sent him away.

"Hello Zeng."

"The old man heard that the virtuous nephew is promoting the spread into the mu, and the chickens and dogs are jumping, this matter is not a trivial matter, the eyes of many ministers in the DPRK and China are staring at the good country, but the virtuous nephew wants to promote the world?" Zeng Jian asked.

If you want to implement it, your majesty will implement it, and I will be strict and limited to technical guidance. "Don't worry, Lord Zeng, the lower officials will not promote the world."

Zeng Jian put his mind at ease: "That's good, you don't know the depth, and if you don't make trouble, you will die." ”

How could I not know, if I really didn't know, I would have been like an army of traversers, full of golden fingers, and did it boldly, why should I be so cautious.