No way!

The thoughts of the Donglin Party officials are surprisingly unanimous, it is absolutely impossible to reach a thousand catties, which is something that God can't do.

Zheng Yuanwai stood in the middle of many high-ranking officials of the five grades, calmly enjoying the compliments of the officials beside him, and nodded lightly from time to time, indicating that he would definitely appreciate his face and go to have a meal.

Before he finished enjoying the big sycophants of a group of officials, Zheng Yuanwai thought that he was not hysterical, and heard a sentence that made the world laugh.

The yield per mu is 1,000 catties.

The officials beside him were quite familiar with this kind of false report, and they almost came with their mouths open, and the official skin on their bodies was obtained by relying on two mouths.

The officials of the Donglin Party thought that it must be the industrial faction that played a trick to kick the tip of the show, and they were very sure, shaking their heads and laughing.

"A thousand pounds? Deceiving people also pays attention to rules, why don't you say 10,000 catties. ”

"Using such inferior means to deceive people, don't you think that I am a fool to wait for the gentlemen of the Manchu Dynasty?"

"Your Majesty! The minister implores to investigate this matter thoroughly, and must find out the truth, lest it be said that the court is full of a group of ministers who play with power. ”

Zheng Yuanwai stroked his beard and walked out with a smile, still calm and composed, and chuckled: "It must be the people who surveyed the investigation who colluded with ........"

Halfway through his words, Zheng Yuanwai's voice stopped abruptly.

The yield of 1,000 catties per mu brought irritation and anger to the Donglin party, and they were carried away, forgetting that the person who surveyed was Ma Shiying, the first cool official in the capital.

At this time, Ma Shiying was looking at Zheng Yuanwai seriously.

Zheng Yuanwai stepped forward and saw those serious eyes, where did he dare to speak, and immediately closed his mouth.

Ma Shiying, who was standing on the ridge, took a sweat towel and wiped the sweat on his face, and asked seriously: "Zheng Yuanwailang suspects that this official is unfair?" ”

Ma Shiying's serious face was sweatless, and Zheng Yuanwai's calm face was covered in a lot of cold sweat, in order not to let those Donglin Party officials who had complimented him feel that he was afraid, he chose to keep silent.

As long as you don't speak, you won't show timidity.

The atmosphere in the grain field is somewhat deadlocked.

Chongzhen couldn't wait to see the shocked expression of the Donglin Party, he couldn't wait for a long time, where would the atmosphere be so deadlocked.

Chongzhen handed Wang Chengen a look, and Wang Chengen said understandingly: "Zheng Yuanwailang can personally investigate." ”

The Donglin Party members breathed a sigh of relief when they heard this, as long as they were given the opportunity to investigate in person, they could expose the conspiracy of the industrial faction.

However, the Donglin Party officials looked at Zheng Yuan and walked over relaxedly, and suddenly came back to their senses.

That's not right.

Obviously, the Donglin Party of the People's Republic of China has an absolute advantage, how did it suddenly become the weak side, or the little daughter-in-law saw the weakness of the evil mother-in-law.

The Donglin Party, which is good at finding all kinds of excuses, quickly found a reasonable explanation for itself.

It must be that the boasting of a thousand catties per mu is too unprecedented, and the boasting skills are more than those of the Donglin Party, which makes them feel ashamed, and the gentlemen of the Manchu Dynasty will appear weak.

The more the Donglin Party thought about it, the more reasonable it became, and soon regained its self-confidence and began to watch this farce calmly.

Zheng Yuanwai walked to the dirt road in the field and asked several sergeants of the firearms battalion who were in charge of carrying the scales to lift the rod scales and began to weigh the rice himself.

When he saw the third bag, his face was still calm, but cold sweat dripped from his chin on the dirt floor.

The first bag is 100 catties, the second bag is 100 catties, and the third bag is still 100 catties.

Zheng Yuanwai had already seen it when he walked over, and there were a total of ten bags and one bag on the dirt road next to the grain field, which means that Ma Shiying's return of 1,000 catties was just in response to the emperor's inquiry.

In fact, it is not only a thousand catties, but also a lot.

During this time, Zheng Yuanwai, who stirred up the situation in the capital with his own strength, lost the slightest composure in his heart, and continued to walk forward with stiff steps, so stiff that he didn't want to take a step.

Because Zheng Yuanwai knew very well that every time he took one more step, he was one step closer to the grave, and all the power, status, and knots he enjoyed during this time disappeared.

And he will also be tortured by the angry Donglin Party people to the point that life is worse than death, and he will die with intense pain.

Zheng Yuanwai is unwilling!

When he left his hometown, Zheng Yuanwai said a sentence that you don't understand, I thought that the victory was in hand, who would have thought that it would end up like this.

has not really returned to his hometown, Zheng Yuanwai is really unwilling!

No matter how unwilling you are, you can only accept your fate.

Zheng Yuan looked like a wooden man, walked to the tenth bag calmly, and stood there dejectedly, unable to turn back for a long time.

Donglin Party saw Zheng Yuanwai on the dirt road with that sad look, how could he not understand what was going on, this thing that God could not do, it should be true.

Lao Zaifu Feng Quan also came over today, and he wanted to witness the official rise of Zheng Yuanwai, who had been cultivated for many years, and become a scholar in the court, even handsome.

After all, Zheng Yuan's talent in external power and art is comparable to that of few officials, and with a little cultivation, he can grow into a third-grade squire, and it is not impossible to become a scholar.

Lao Zaifu Feng Quan spent a lot of effort, and finally cultivated Zheng Yuanwai, and he was about to enter the court to play his due role.

Who would have thought that it would be planted in a winning game.

Old Zaifu Feng Quan looked at Zheng Yuanwai, who had been completely defeated, and there was no change on the brown spotted old face, and his right hand, which was carving bamboo carving, stopped.

I only heard a muffled sound, and the carving knife in my hand pressed into the weak point of the bamboo carving, penetrating the bamboo carving.

There is a chief steward standing next to Lao Zaifu Feng Quan, who has been the master's scholar since he was a child, and has been with him for decades, and knows the master's temperament better than the old lady.

The chief steward saw the old man use a sharp carving knife to penetrate the bamboo carving, and his eyelids trembled violently.

The old man regarded the bamboo carving as more important than the eldest son, and this knife was even more serious than penetrating the eldest son's heart with his own hands.

The old man has lost control of his emotions because of the fact that he has a thousand catties per mu.

The manager didn't dare to think about it, and stared at Lao Zaifu Feng Quan deadly, with his affection for decades, he was still very worried that Lao Zaifu Feng Quan would stab him to death.

This is the second time the manager has seen Lao Zaifu Feng Quan lose control of his emotions because of something, and the last time he saw him, the old Zaifu Feng Quan who was out of control strangled a little grandson alive.

The manager didn't expect to see the old man lose control of his emotions in his lifetime, or strangle the little grandson's emotional control.

It can be seen that this incident has dealt a blow to Lao Zaifu Feng Quan, and it can be seen how serious the impact of this incident on the Donglin Party has become.

Zhu Shun is not an immortal, he doesn't know what Lao Zaifu Feng Quan thinks in his heart, if he knows that this three-surnamed slave who took refuge in the thief and the Manchu Qing Dynasty, he would be so angry.

Will definitely shout.

Joyfully!