YANG Wu. Yang Liu's two people didn't care whether Xie You'an's clothes should be taken off or not, the two directly lifted Xie You'an out, took off his official hat and official uniform in the blink of an eye, and knelt down in front of Hou Guoxing. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"Really? Don't think that the official doesn't know what your idea is, to tell you the truth, before the Zongren Mansion takes off the official's black gauze hat, as long as the official is willing, he can cut off your dog's head. Hou Guoxing stared at Xie You'an and sneered, and continued to speak:

"By the way, not only can the official take off your official body, but officials below the fourth rank can be appointed and dismissed at will."

Speaking of this, Hou Guoxing squatted down and whispered in Xie You'an's ear:

"There are twenty blank official bodies below the fourth grade on this official, you shouldn't know about it, right? As long as the official is willing, the officials of the entire Yanzhou Mansion can be changed cleanly, I heard that the Yanzhou Mansion has been at odds with you, I don't know if he will fall into the ground......"

Hearing this, Xie You'an's face changed color suddenly, if it is really as Hou Guoxing said, as long as he takes down his prefect, he is uprooting his power in Yanzhou Mansion.

When the time comes, he will thank You'an, not to mention that it is just a difficult account of disaster grain, and maybe those sesame seeds and rotten grains that have been spent in adulthood will be turned over.

Now this disaster food matter must not be able to be covered. Even if he, Hou Guoxing, took out Wusha because of the stabbing of the clan, this disaster relief incident would inevitably pull someone out to take up the post. The former prefect who had no power at all, and he didn't have to think about it to be the best representative.

Looking at Xie Youan's discolored face, Hou Guoxing sneered:

"This official doesn't care who is standing behind you, but in this year, not to mention the lack of disaster relief, you dare to be greedy for the food sent by the Mo Imperial Court, this official not only wants to take off your official body, report to the emperor, and kill you The nine clans of the Xie family are not exaggerated, right?"

"Hou... Mr. Hou, can you take a step to speak? After a while, Xie Youan touched the sweat on his forehead, raised his head and stared at Hou Guoxing and said.

The two came to a secluded place outside the military household, Xie Youan looked around, bowed deeply to Hou Guoxing and said:

"My lord, most of the officials in Shandong and other places are involved in the food disaster, although the lower officials have the heart to serve the country, they are helpless... Helpless..."

Xie You'an was originally a jinshi in the Wanli period, and he worked hard for many years to get to the position of the prefect of Yanzhou Mansion, and he was appointed as the prefect of the five-grade civil official.

But who would have thought that after arriving in Yanzhou, he found that the bad habits of officialdom were worse than in other places. He is just a Yanzhou prefect is nothing. In Yanzhou alone, there is a hereditary succession of King Lu, not to mention that there are several princes around who have been entitled.

These hereditary princes and local squires, prominent clans, and officials at all levels who were replaced by their fathers and sons firmly control the local area, and the only way for them, foreign civil officials, to make some achievements is to keep a blind eye.

When Xie You'an first took office, when he inspected the Changping positions set up by the imperial court in various parts of Yanzhou, he found that in addition to the bags of rice on the surface, the inside were bags of rice bran bran inside.

He wanted to govern, but found that although the little officials who managed Chang Closed were sincere and fearful on the surface, they didn't take him as the prefect in their eyes at all. The next day, the princes from all over Shandong came to visit.

Xie You'an's meaning is very simple, the whole Shandong is corrupt, you let me not be greedy as a Yanzhou prefect, and the final result is one, the light one will get out of Yanzhou, and the heavy one will give you a charge and go directly to prison.

"I'm just afraid that Master Xie, you haven't taken any less benefits, right?" Listening to Xie You'an's defense, Hou Guoxing sneered.

Xie Youan wiped the cold sweat. Blushing, he replied:

"Hui Yu, although Xia Guan has some flaws on weekdays, he also knows the importance of food to the victims during the famine. The 5,000 stone of grain transferred from the governor of Shandong, the lower officials did not dare to deduct a catty or tael, and all of them were charged to the regular position. This is a receipt, please take a look at it. ”

After Xie You'an finished speaking, he took out the official document from his arms and held it in front of Hou Guoxing with both hands.

This Xie You'an is not stupid, knowing that during the famine, he dared to be greedy for food from the disaster, and if he was wrong, he would raid his family and exterminate his family.

Hou Guoxing looked at the accounts of grain exchanges, which were nothing more than a trick of putting new grain into storage and exchanging old grain out. Then the old grain is put into storage, and the grain is exchanged out. Big fish eat small fish, and light rain eats dried shrimp.

The prince first came to exchange the old grain with new grain, the officials at all levels in Yanzhou Mansion came to exchange the old grain for grain, and the officials at all levels changed it once, and finally it became the rice bran that the people ate.

Looking at Xie You'an, who was trembling slightly, Hou Guoxing sighed and said:

"This official is not a stubborn person, and the truth of three years of Qing Governor's Mansion and ten years of snowflake silver is not that this official does not understand." Hou Guoxing looked at Xie You'an's slightly softened face, and reprimanded angrily:

"But now in this year, millions of victims are waiting to be fed, and you, as the parents of the people, actually sit idly by, watching the life-saving food of the victims make the greedy ink empty, really damn it!"

"The lower official is guilty, please save me!" Xie Youan knelt on the ground and kowtowed vigorously to Hou Guoxing.

Hou Guoxing changed it from the sin of embezzlement of grain to the sin of not being strict with the emperor and not reporting it, how could Xie Youan not hear it. It was because he heard the hope of life, and he didn't care about the dignity of a scholar, and kowtowed to a five-grade brocade cloth and a thousand households in Hou Guoxing District.

Now in these years, a third-grade military general sees that the fifth-grade civil officials have to turn around and bow down, and pretend to be a lower official. It can be said that Xie You'an can't even care about his face in order to survive.

Dignity is a thing compared to the life of his Xie You's safe family.

Hou Guoxing looked at Xie You'an, who kept kowtowing, and felt a burst of contempt in his heart, if possible, he really wanted to give this so-called saint disciple a 3,600 knife Ling Chi, but at this time, saving thousands of disaster victims is the most important thing.

"You get up first!" After Hou Guoxing waved his hand to signal Xie You'an to get up, he continued:

"In the previous life, I don't want to mention how the official did it for the time being, if you can help the official to do a good job of disaster relief, the official will ensure that your whole family is worry-free. Even your official body and life, this official is not impossible to preserve. ”

"Thank you, sir!" Xie You'an got up and bowed repeatedly, and the big stone in his heart was put down, no matter what, at least the life of the whole family was saved.

Hou Guoxing nodded, took Xie You'an into the military household, and explained as he walked:

"Take all the remaining grain in the Changping warehouse, and I don't want to see the victims eating rice bran bran. As for the future, the official has his own plans. ”

Xie You'an, who was behind him, naturally nodded his head again and again, there was no way, his net worth and life were in the hands of others.

Entering the military household, Hou Guoxing looked at Zhu Yixiang, who had already bandaged the cloth strips on his body, and the whole person was on fire again. looked up and looked at Zhu Huiyan who was standing next to Zhu Yixiang with a worried face, and didn't think that Zhu Huiyan must have asked someone to help bandage him.

Seeing Hou Guoxing coming in, Zhu Yixiang, who was still lying on the ground crying wolf just now, hurriedly closed his mouth, lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Hou Guoxing, whose eyes were on fire.

And Zhu Huiyan looked at Hou Xing's reproachful gaze, his face was also red, and he was shocked, instinctively twisted his head to the side, and grabbed the corner of his clothes with a pair of soft wattles.

"Get up and continue to make porridge!" Hou Guoxing turned his head and stared coldly at the few guys kneeling on the edge of the pot and said.

A few men didn't care about the burns just now, and knelt on the ground and said yes again and again.

Soon, the victims continued to line up to receive the porridge.

Looking at the pale-faced Lord Chincha, man. Servants. Soldier. None of the victims dared to speak. Time passed quietly, except for the footsteps of the victims lining up.

After the first victim walked to the stove to receive the porridge, Hou Guoxing stared at the man and said coldly:

"If the chopsticks arrive, the official will immediately ask for your dog's head!"

The man shook the hand holding the wooden spoon violently, hurriedly snatched the bowl from the hands of the victims, carefully forced out the water in the bowl with trembling hands, and hit another bowl, the same way, three times in a row, to ensure that the rice bran could not stand up to the chopsticks, and handed it to the victims.

Time was passing, and the victims slowly stepped forward to receive the porridge, but none of them complained, and there were happy smiles on their faces. Because the amount received today is at least more than the three escorts on weekdays.

Hou Guoxing looked at the victims, looked at the pale face, showed a satisfied smile, clenched his fists, and said nothing.

After the tension and discomfort in the front, the speed in the hands of the gang also increased, and of course the bowls of the victims were still full of porridge.

I saw that when Hou Guoxing made an unannounced visit that day, the old man who instructed Hou Guoxing to go to Chenjiazhuang kept staring at Hou Guoxing on the side.

The victim behind him gently pushed the old man in a daze, and pointed to the porridge in his hand.

It's quiet, it's still quiet, and in the face of the iron-faced Lord Chincha, the victims with happy faces don't dare to make a sound.

Lao Zhangtou turned around and handed the porridge in his hand to the victims behind him, ran to Hou Guoxing's side, knelt on the ground and cried:

"O Chincha-sama! You're finally here! We're going to starve to death if you don't come!" ”

There was silence, a deathly silence all around, and everyone stopped moving, and their eyes were all on the crying old man.

Hou Guoxing was stunned, looking at the old man kneeling on the ground, his whole body trembling slightly.

"Lord-sama, you're finally here! We have hope! The old man who was kneeling on the ground hugged Hou Guoxing's leg and cried.

"Lord-sama, you're finally here! We have hope! ”

"Lord Qincha is here, we can finally eat enough!"

"My lord, our children are starving to death!"

The victims ran to Hou Guoxing's side, knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Hou Guoxing, and cried vigorously.

Hou Guoxing looked at the victims kneeling on the ground, and used his slightly trembling hands to sore the group of people around him. One by one, the stinking victims were holding on to their strength. Helplessly, more and more people knelt behind them, and the victims also knelt on the ground and refused to get up.

"Folks, this official is late!" Hou Guoxing knelt on the ground trembling all over. Tears flowed out of his eyes, no matter what, as a disaster relief ambassador, the current situation of the victims is inseparable from him.

Zhu Huiyan looked at the situation in front of him, couldn't bear to look away, and tears burst into tears. She suddenly began to blame herself in her heart, if she hadn't slowed down Hou Guoxing's trip along the way, these victims would have at least starved for a few days and died a few fewer people, Hou Guoxing would not blame herself so much, this person didn't even want to kneel for the imperial brother.