Li Jizhen knelt on the ground with a thud and said in a trembling voice: "The lower officials have never resisted Xingguobo's taxes, but just wrote some letters to the princes of the court and the southern scholars, asking Xingguobo to let go of the old and young in the lower officials' family. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Li Zhi said: "Li Jizhen, you conspired to conspire with the gentry of the world to obstruct Benbo's tax collection. Although you didn't directly obstruct the official, you can't escape the crime of running and shouting. If you hadn't gotten the Tianjin matter to Zhang Pu, the storm of smashing Fan's home improvement goods might not have come so quickly. ”

Li Jizhen was prostrate on the ground, trembling all over, unable to speak.

Li Zhi nodded and said, "But after all, you just reported the news, and if you didn't directly obstruct it, Benbo won't kill your family." It's impossible for you to kill yourself if you want Bai Aya, so let's go to the execution ground tomorrow at noon. ”

When Li Jizhen heard Li Zhi's words, she crawled on the ground and cried, and she didn't know if it was because she was going to lose her life, and the sorrow came from it, or because Li Zhi let go of his family, and she was happy in her heart. In short, Li Jizhen knelt on the ground and cried loudly, with old tears running horizontally, and she couldn't stop for a long time.

Two soldiers walked up, arrested Li Jizhen, and escorted him down.

The next day, Li Zhi set up a wooden execution platform at the gate of the east market of Fanjiazhuang City, and put the governor Li Jizhen, the prefect of Hejian Lu Hualin's family, Lu Huarong and his three sons, the rich man Yu Xuanjin's family and the rich man Du Zeren all inserted the beheading mark and pressed them on the execution platform.

Now Fanjiazhuang is a big city of 50,000 or 60,000 people, the people are rich, and the prosperity of the city is not inferior to the Tianjin Acropolis. There are many people of all kinds in Fanjiazhuang now, and it is already an influential city. Li Zhi opened a killing spree in various cities this time, and put the last execution in his home field, Fanjiazhuang.

Hearing that the corrupt officials and gentry who obstructed the uncle's major affairs were going to be shot, the people of Fanjiazhuang were all crowded to the east of the city to watch the excitement.

The workers in Fanjiazhuang were going to work and did not have the opportunity to observe the execution. However, in addition to workers, there are also a large number of people in Fanjiazhuang who are engaged in various service industries and retail industries. Those small traders, small shopkeepers, and miscellaneous servants in various restaurants, teahouses, goulans and brothels, together there are tens of thousands of people.

Although these people were not hired by Li Zhi, their business also depended on the prosperity of Fanjiazhuang, and they were also very loyal to Li Zhi.

Before noon, tens of thousands of people were already crowded around the execution platform. Not only were the streets crowded with people, but even the villas on both sides of the road were crowded with people. Those who watched the excitement said that they asked the owner of the villa to let themselves go up to the second floor, and squeezed into the window on the second floor one by one to watch the execution.

Li Zhi was wearing an earl's official robe, standing on the execution platform, and bowed to the people of Fanjiazhuang.

The people below were very excited when they saw the uncle saluting him, and shouted loudly one by one:

"Uncle is mighty!"

"Mighty!"

Li Zhi waved his hand and pressed it, making the people quiet.

Seeing Li Zhi's gesture, the people were very cooperative, and suddenly no one spoke, and the scene of tens of thousands of people was very quiet.

Li Zhi said: "The people all know that there is a big problem with the tax system of the Ming Dynasty, that is, it does not collect taxes from the gentry who have a wide range of land, and all the taxes are pressed on the small people who have no power. This time, Benbo was going to collect the gentry in Tianjin, in order to reduce the burden of the small people, so that the small people would have food in the disaster year! ”

Li Zhi asked loudly, "You say, did Ben Bo do the right thing?" ”

When the people of Fanjiazhuang heard this, they applauded loudly and shouted to the sky.

"Well done, uncle!"

"Done right!"

"Good!"

Li Zhi saw that the people of Fanjiazhuang were very supportive of him, smiled, pressed his hand again to signal the people to be quiet, and said Kankan: "If the tax burden of the small people can be reduced by half, or more, the people will have food to eat, and they don't need to eat bran and drink diluted chaff." Even in a disaster year, you will not starve to death. Zhang Xianzhong and Li Zicheng are here, and no one will follow them. There will be no thieves in the world! ”

"If the gentry also pay taxes, the annual taxes of the imperial court will not be arrears, and the imperial court will have money and food to train the army. There were soldiers in the imperial court, and the Tartars did not dare to break through the pass and rob Gyeonggi. ”

"Benber wants to do his part for the rise and fall of the country! So in Tianjin, taxes were levied on the gentry! Tax cuts for small people! ”

Speaking of this, Li Zhi changed his words and said: "However, these traitors and bad gentry on the execution table have obstructed Benbo's tax plan in every possible way. Some of them connected the gentry of the world, boycotted Fanjiazhuang's goods, and blocked Fanjiazhuang's raw materials. Some incited the peasants and wanted to provoke a popular uprising. Some even directly hired dead soldiers to assassinate Bemble. ”

"What are we going to do with these people?"

The people in the audience were silent for a while, and suddenly someone raised their fists and shouted: "Kill!" ”

Hearing the voice of the leader, the others shouted one by one: "Kill them!" ”

"Dare to obstruct the rejuvenation of the country and save the country? Kill these pests! ”

"Kill them!"

"Kill!"

Li Zhi had also prepared a long speech, ready to spend some time convincing the people of Fanjiazhuang to stand aside with him. But Li Zhi didn't expect the people of Fanjiazhuang to react so quickly.

The people of Fanjiazhuang have already formed a community of interests with Li Zhi. As long as Li Zhi does something, these people will follow it with all their might. Li Zhi's enemies, these people are also afraid that they can't kill them quickly.

Li Zhi didn't need to incite at all, these people were already excited. The people in the audience kept shouting for killing, for fear of missing an uncle's enemy. The voices of tens of thousands of people converged like a thunderclap, making the faces of the death row prisoners kneeling on the execution table look like ashes.

Li Zhi's prestige in Fanjiazhuang is really astonishing. The strength of these tens of thousands of people gathered behind Li Zhi was the source of Li Zhi's power and the reason why Li Zhi dared to go to war with the gentry of the world.

It is not an exaggeration to say that Fanjiazhuang is a country within a country. Even if it is the holy decree of the Son of Heaven, there is no word from Li Zhi here.

Li Zhi smiled, waved his hand, and shouted loudly: "The people are right! Prepare for execution! ”

The two brothers, Lu Hualin and Lu Huarong, were pushed out first, and their heads were shelved.

Lu Huarong cried like a tearful man, kowtowed on the execution table, and shouted loudly: "Uncle Xingguo, you spare my life, I will give you all my property as it is!" If you kill me, those subordinates will steal my property, and you will not be able to steal it!" ”

Li Zhi scolded: "A nest of thieves and rats!" ”

"Lu Huarong, do you still remember the seventh year of Chongzhen, when I was still a teenager, did you hit the arrogance in front of my textile workshop?"

Lu Huarong cried so much that he kowtowed, broke his scalp, and shouted: "The untouchables know that they are wrong, and the uncle spares the untouchables!" ”

Li Zhiyi waved his hand: "Execution!" ”

The soldier behind Lu Huarong pressed the trigger.

With a snap, Lu Huarong was shot in the head, and without a single scream, he fell forward and fell head-on on the execution table. A few gunshots rang out one after another, and the other seven men of the Lu family, including Lu Hualin, all fell on the execution platform and died all at once.

The hatred between Li Zhi and the Lu family ended with the Lu family being completely wiped out.

Next, several more gunshots rang out, and Yu Xuanjin's family and Du Zeren were shot dead on the stage.

In the end, it was the turn of Governor Li Jizhen.

Li Zhi looked at the governor and asked, "Li Jizhen, do you still have anything to say?" ”

Before Li Zhi finished speaking, his voice was muffled by the shouts of the people. The people all know that Li Jizhen is the biggest, and they all guess that Li Jizhen is the culprit of the anti-tax movement, lest they can't kill him quickly.

"Kill!"

"Kill this traitor!"

"Kill!"

Li Jizhen looked at the indignant people of Fanjiazhuang, his face turned pale, and he said in a trembling voice: "If you let Xingguobo operate for a few more years, the world will only know Xingguobo, and I don't know that there is a great Ming." ”

Li Zhi smiled and waved his hand: "Execution!" ”

There was another crisp gunshot, and Li Jizhen was shot in the back of the head. He opened his mouth wide and screamed, shook his body a few times, and fell to the left and died on the execution table.