Chapter 43: The Stick, the Rhubarb, and the Oiran (I)

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The common people of the early Ming Dynasty fully inherited the glorious style of their founding emperor, that is, to protect the short!

The matter between our people, even if we hit the brain and fart, it is also our people's business, the government wants to catch and take no problem, if you violate the royal law, you can't run, you want to kill or cut, let's admit it. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info

But now it's not between the people of the Ming Dynasty, or even between the people and the officials, everyone knows what the hell the Prince of Goryeo is looking for fault, looking for the stubble of the people of the Ming Dynasty.

The crowd that had just been calmly dispersed flowed back all at once, and the density was even a few points thicker than just now, and you followed the words of the guard leader with a mouthful, which even included a few merchants who didn't know who Old Man Fang was.

The official who acted as the translator's face became worse and worse, and his face was so blue that he wanted to force Deng Zongqi to say a few more words.

But before he could speak, there was the sound of horses' hooves across the street, and after a while, a Jinyi guard dressed in a flying fish suit came closer, led by Zhang Wancheng, who was the Jinyi guard of Mingzhou City.

Since ancient times, the people were afraid of officials, and the general flag of the street patrol was dangling in front of their eyes, and they were locals, and they were good, and they had never bullied the people, so these people dared to reason with him and ask for mercy.

But the Jinyi Wei who came back this time is different, these officials don't look at it for a few days, but everywhere is full of horizontal energy, Zhang Wancheng is a five-grade thousand households, not many days after coming to Mingzhou, he has already fought with Mingzhou Governor Duan Hongming I don't know how many times, everywhere has to fight for the first, and the soil emperor of Mingzhou City has been pressed down!

The Son of Heaven is pro-army, he is a prefect of the Zhongfu who has no background, and he really doesn't dare to provoke him.

Seeing the arrival of Jinyiwei, the people who were originally angry with each other flashed ten meters away with a hula, but they still did not leave, waiting to see how this matter would end.

At this time, the Jinyi Guards really haven't done anything big, but with the name of the Son of Heaven directly leading the pro-army, the officials in Beijing have made their accustomed arrogant and stinky temper, so that they have no good reputation for their first appearance in the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Ding secretly rubbed the sand in his eyes, and at the same time, he didn't know whether to sing or cry, and he hugged the old man and shook it vigorously, and the old man made him almost roll his eyes, and he stopped a little.

Then, he found an interesting thing, this old guy's pulse and breathing are surprisingly smooth, ordinary people will never have such concentration, and then look at the old man's face that has been tightly huddled in his arms since the appearance of the street patrol soldier, and the performance when he first entered the city gate, this old guy must have had a lot of trouble with the soldier, but he is not afraid!

Just don't want to be discovered? Tsk, the old guy is definitely not as simple as he seems!

"Deng Zongqi, did you let the dog eat your brain? His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is a noble body, and it is already condescending to live in the inn without entering the post station, and a group of untouchables are shouting and watching, what kind of system is this, and they are all dispersed quickly! ”

Zhang Wancheng's voice was very loud and majestic, and when the order came down, although the people dared to be angry but did not dare to speak, but still no one left, but hugged the group even more, and looked at him and Deng Zongqi with stubborn eyes.

Deng Zongqi was scolded by him as soon as he came up, his face was slightly red, but his head was heavily lowered, and he didn't dare to reply cowardly.

It's not that he doesn't want to disperse, everyone is gone, who told that dog-legged Liu Cheng to shout blindly to cure other people's crimes, you must know that Deng Zongqi and his own uncle are in the crowd, and his voice just now is not small, he knows all his subordinates, who dares to move? Let yourself beat up your own uncle? Without his father to clean him up, Governor Duan can't spare him!

Zhang Wancheng saw Deng Zongqi bowing his head in front of him and not speaking, he immediately felt that he had lost face, and the anger in his chest rose and he actually slapped him in front of so many people, and then shouted angrily: "Waste that doesn't have long eyes!" Jinyi Guard, clear, violators will be killed! ”

The brocade guards received the order, picked up the embroidered spring knife in their hands and did not unsheath it, and killed the onlookers who did not know the truth, and it was a mess to split their heads and cover their faces, and they wailed all over the street for a while, and even Deng Zongqi's uncle was whipped a few times, and he wrote a split on his face, yes, that's right, it's the eight ...... of the upper and lower positions

"Stop, stop, what kind of system is this, what kind of system is this!"

The people were beating up next to their own officials, and one of the people in the inn finally couldn't help but walk out quickly, shouting at the Jinyi guard who was committing murder on the street, it was Duan Hong, the prefect of Mingzhou who was dressed in civilian clothes.

Zhang Wancheng saw that the effect of his subordinate Liwei was almost the same, so he waved his hand and ordered: "Stop!" ”

Jin Yiwei neatly closed the knife, reorganized the formation and returned to the formation, and stood behind Zhang Wancheng.

When the scene gradually calmed down, Zhang Wancheng hurriedly clasped his fists and saluted to the prefect of Duan: "I have seen the prefect in my humble position, my lord is really Yaxing, hehe......"

The word "hehe" is really a set of ridicule, ridicule, embarrassment, joy and other emotions as one of the tone particles, I don't know how many good stories and interesting stories, all become this "hehe", defeat is also this "hehe", ancient and modern Chinese and foreign can not be except!

Anyway, after Zhang Wancheng's "hehe", Duan Zhifu's white face made him a little angry.

"Zhang Qianhu, what do you mean by this, what kind of law has the people violated in this writing, you want to insult and beat like this, do you think that you can cover the sky with one hand!"

As soon as Governor Duan's words came out, the audience was solemn, and even Zhang Wancheng's face was a little unbearable.

As an official, even if he wants to eat the other party alive behind his back, the scene is also giggling hello, hello, hello, everyone, this is the unwritten rule of officialdom, Duan Hong has also been the prefect for a term, it is impossible not to know these cats, but what he said today is equivalent to directly lifting the fig leaf between them in front of the public, which is directly tearing his face!

Duan Hong trembled and stretched out his fingers, slicing over the people who got up in embarrassment and trembled but showed no signs of leaving, with tears in his eyes.

Duan Hong is an out-and-out corrupt Confucian, recommended by Song Lian to be an official.

He is a scholar who is deeply influenced by Confucianism, and at the beginning of his tenure, he also wanted to benefit one party, believing in Lao Tzu's rule of inaction, so that the city developed steadily with the inherent rhythm, and was an official for a few years, not impartial and frank and not to talk about anything, but in the public security and benefit the people, a small effect, quite admired by the people.

However, with the will of Zhu Yuanzhang in the third year of Hongwu "not allowed to go to the sea", Mingzhou's shipping operations began to be affected, especially two years ago when the responsibility of Mingzhou Port was cancelled, and only the official ships that could go to sea a few times a year were able to go to sea.

Duan Hong was really anxious, he watched the scene in Mingzhou go down day by day, he felt a deep sense of guilt about the city, and even felt sorry for Mr. Song Lian.

As a result, he became more concerned about ordinary people.

Seeing the tragic situation of the people present, he put away his usual cowardice, and finally burst out of the arrogance that belongs to the scholars!

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