Section 8 Unbearable
The first tornado begins at the end of the Wanderer
If Qin Haoming knew his brother's thoughts, he would definitely cry out for wrongdoing. Pen, Fun, Pavilion www.biquge.info Daming has been troubled internally and externally, domestic thieves are rampant, people are displaced, and hunger is everywhere, where does he have time to spare.
Now he has the feeling of not waiting for me sometimes, just seizing the day. Retreat and practice, exercise, envelop the villagers of Qinjia Village, and purchase these materials, step by step, it can be said that they all have deep meanings, but the time is still shallow, and they cannot play a role for a while.
Even deliberately testing Zhang Yun is also hoping that he will grow up quickly and become his right-hand man in the future.
As the old saying goes, brothers in war, father and son in battle. Qin Haoming didn't think that he could face the Manchu Tartars alone, let alone fight to the death with the Tartars with his blood, and the courage of the horseman in vain would not help, and the wise would not do it.
Qin Haoming caught a glimpse of his cousin Zhang Yun's half-dead appearance from a distance, shook his head slightly, but his face was silent. After all, he is still a young man, he has not had enough experience, his heart is uncertain, his joys, sorrows and sorrows are all written on his face, and he can't hide his thoughts.
Fortunately, after all, it is a piece of jade, which still needs to be carefully crafted, and it will naturally shine before it can be used.
"You and the untouchables will leave Linpu immediately, and the people in this big festival will not live in peace."
More than a dozen county officials were carrying waist knives and were vigorously driving away the homeless people around the streets, and some of those who could not escape were beaten and their heads were broken and their blood was shivering.
In an instant, chickens and dogs jumped, children cried, and most of the people in Linpu avoided pointing at the periphery, with a look of disgust on their faces.
Most of these servants come from the market, and they have been serving for generations, and they are many scoundrels and belong to lowly servants.
Often relying on the momentum of the official office, colluding with the officials, and colluding with the bad curtains and evil officials, extortion, infringing on the common people, and being the evil township, it is called "Ya beetle" by the people of the time, which is really a great harm to Linpu.
As the first stop in Fujian, Linpu is the first place for the displaced people to repair and stop. However, as a small farming county, it could not accommodate a large number of displaced people.
Therefore, the local government's approach is often to drive them to continue south, as long as they are not in their jurisdiction, which involves all kinds of bloody methods.
At this time, the homeless people ran and hid everywhere, and the square of the Ye family restaurant was empty, and a sturdy man with unkempt hair and a woman lying on the ground appeared, which was particularly eye-catching.
Five or six soap squads didn't need to be ordered to pounce like wolves, and they beat the man on the head and face with the crowd, and kept shouting at the untouchables for damning.
Perhaps because there were too many onlookers, the soap class also beat the middle-aged woman who was crying next to her.
Qin Haoming saw from a distance that the man was very tough, his face was unclear, his fists were clenched and his tall body was stiff, but he refused to beg for mercy.
Who knows that this has caused more and more anger in several soap classes, doesn't this make the uncle lose face in front of Qianshou!
Originally, most of the sticks were aimed at the hands, feet, chest, and back, but now a few sticks are even hitting the vital points of the head, and there is a tendency to ignore them.
The blood of the strong man ran down his cheeks, and some of the people saw the tragic situation and cried and shouted to stop fighting, and no one dared to jump out to stop it.
"Stop it." Qin Haoming shouted loudly, before anyone arrived, the sound came first, and the momentum was compelling.
There is no need to endure it anymore, Qin Haoming can no longer look down on what these scumbags do.
The servants are soap, fast, catching, servant, janitor, and menzi, all of whom are untouchables, and are listed in the same category as advocates and slaves.
Untouchable officials, including their children and grandchildren, were not allowed to participate in the imperial examinations, nor were they allowed to donate money to buy officials, which was despised by the gentry, and some families strictly forbade their children and grandchildren to engage in official service.
But these scum framed the common people more ruthlessly than anyone else, Qin Haoming vowed that if he had the opportunity, he would never let them pass on and harm the people of the country.
"The court is public, loud and clear, beating the people without saying a word, can you know the law of the Ming king? As a person who enforces the law, knowing the law and breaking the law is added to the crime, can you know? Could it be that you are above the king's law? ”
Qin Haoming took the lead and scolded angrily one step at a time. The pace was fast, but the speed of speech was slow and high-pitched, and the people around him could hear it clearly. He was tall, and he stood in the open space of the Ye Family Restaurant Square in a few big steps.
"Good!"
"Well said!"
"That's it, why hit someone."
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The onlookers have long had unbearable people, and these lowly servants are showing off their might, and the people are resentful but dare not speak out.
Now seeing Qin Haoming wearing Xiucai clothes, heroic and compelling, Daming has always treated scholars preferentially, and the people are also convinced, and then they hold the mentality that the law does not blame the public, and for a while, regardless of 3721, the cheers are endless.
The upstairs of the businesses along the street on both sides were also full of onlookers, most of whom were female family members, pointing condescendingly.
"This showman is good-looking!"
"Whose son-in-law is it, what he says is very reasonable."
"These lowly servants are used to being domineering, so don't trouble this little brother in the future."
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Chinese people prefer to be lively, and the Yejia restaurant is also full of onlookers.
There was a small private room on the third floor, and a beautiful woman was dressed in a purple dress, with a graceful demeanor and a soft body, and her expression was elegant, silently watching what was happening below.
Although he was watching silently, the expression on his face was very rich. His eyes were locked on Qin Haoming, and his colors rippled. The pink little face can be blown red, and it is full of incredible appearance, which is the little girl skin of the Ye family in Qin Haoming's mouth.
Ancient women were precocious, although Ye Shaomei was only 16 years old this year, she had been helping the family to take care of the business for nearly a year. Today is the Chung Yeung Festival, and there are fewer guests than in the past, so it is a good time to take stock and settle accounts.
It's just that I never thought that I would encounter such a thing, let alone that Qin Haoming would actually stand up and loudly reprimand the officials. Looking at his majestic appearance as if there was no one next to him, how could he have been in front of her only to bow his eyebrows and bow his head for half a minute.
Thinking of what Qin Haoming said last time: I love myself, but I am still young, I have no success in my studies, and I have no money to spare, which is really a statement of love......
She has a slight expectation in her heart, she is not a person who hates the poor and loves the rich, but she has admired heroes and heroes since she was a child or wants to find a wishful husband who knows warmth and heat.
If you entrust your brother to tell the truth, can you get back together?
"Who are you? Why do you hinder us from carrying out our official duties? ”
Regardless of what Ye Shaomei thought, those officials saw the man with the identity of Xiucai and reprimanded them, stopped beating the strong homeless man, and a squad leader came out and said loudly.
Because I couldn't figure out the situation, the words were quite polite.
As the local head snake, don't look at them in front of the people, but they are very clear about who can and can't be provoked in the city. This includes those who have meritorious fame and those who are not clear.
"Joke, on official duty? Now today, I am afraid that the Jinyi Guard of the pro-army is not as majestic as you, even the West Factory of the Wei Eunuch Group was just like that! ”
Qin Haoming said it was a joke but his face was serious, and he had to salute a few times with his hands to the north. As for who avoided talking about it, a big hat was buttoned up in the words first, comparing them with the Xichang Fanzi in the Apocalypse.
The people around him coaxed loudly, but because Qin Haoming spoke uprightly, his language was sonorous and sharp, and the newly purchased Xiucai clothes set off his majesty, which made everyone praise loudly.
The head of the squad had an ugly face, and he didn't know the situation of the visitor, so he bowed to Qin Haoming with his fists in his fist, "Little Wang Liu, for their squad leader, I have seen this son." So that the prince will know that we are on the order of Wang Zhixian, and we must drive them away, so as not to affect the county's view and destroy the festival atmosphere, otherwise who wants to do such a thing in this big festival! ”
"Bold, what does this have to do with the old parents. Besides, you also said that the old parents just asked to be expelled, so what is it to wait like this? You and other sluts are responsible for their words and deeds, so what is the intention of framing their old parents like this? As a student, I want to ask today? ”
Qin Haoming's eyes widened angrily, his right hand pointed at Wang Liu's head, and he scolded mercilessly, revealing the iron bones of the scholar.