The crowd was furious.

Xu Youmao was finally afraid, just as Chen Ping said, even if it is a capital crime, it needs to be reviewed by Dali Temple, which is a law set by the emperor before the emperor, and the state and county magistrates must be punished for private murder.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way." Xu Youmao walked to the gate and shouted at the crowd, wanting to separate the crowd, but when he got closer, the villagers immediately surrounded him and hit him twice, "Who is it?" Who dares to plot against this official? Don't forget, it's not just Chen Dezhi's house, it's you waiting, there is also the feather to pay, I'll come back tomorrow. ”

The door of the house was full of people, Xu Youmao and a few people tried to walk a few steps forward, but they couldn't get out, and saw the villagers holding bricks, mud and stones in their hands, so they hurriedly threw wooden sticks and climbed out from the courtyard wall on the side.

"Let you come again, where are you an official, you are clearly a thief." Chen Hecai was in the crowd, holding half of the green brick in his hand, and threw it towards the courtyard wall.

Bai Zhi, who had been kicked by Chen Ping before, climbed onto the courtyard wall with the help of his companions at this time, and there were some mud blocks on his body. I came here today to make some money, but I didn't see the money, but I was beaten, and when I was secretly exhaling, I felt a pain in my buttocks, and my tail vertebrae seemed to be cracked.

This blue brick smashed at the coincidence, Bai Zhi screamed in pain, kicked his hands and feet down the courtyard wall, and pressed Xu Youmao, who had just gone down, under his body.

The six-foot-high courtyard wall and the body of more than 100 catties pressed down against Xu Youmao's head, and Xu Youmao's eyes immediately went black and fainted.

A few Bai Zhi hurriedly carried Xu Youmao and fled outside the village in panic.

Like a thief, the official left, and the courtyard was quiet again, only the low sobbing sound in the hall, the old woman, widow, and child, who usually looked at the rich man Chen Dezhi who was full of spirit, stared at Chen Shanhu on the ground, and did not say a word, and in one day, he suddenly became old.

Chen Ping walked over and looked at Chen Shanhu's face, which was already pale, but he still squatted down and reached out to the side of his neck.

Seeing Chen Ping like this, Chen Dezhi and the others in the hall immediately looked over, with anticipation in their eyes.

"People are out of gas, let's get ready to be buried alive." Chen Ping retracted his hand and shook his head.

The whimpering sound was even louder.

Chen Ping came out of the crowd and walked out of Aunt Li's house, and the deposition suppressed in his chest was only relieved a little.

This is the way of the world.

There is beauty, but once the evil hidden under it breaks out, the family can be ruined, and the people at the bottom, even if they have family wealth, may be something that others can probe for.

"How far can I go?" Walking step by step, the sound of pain from Aunt Li's family in the back house was in his ears, and Chen Ping wrinkled his brows.

More than half a year old, a little bit of accumulation, cautious, lest it be the tender seedlings on the avenue, just out of the soil will be crushed, crushed to pieces.

Up to now, there is no shortage of chickens and ducks at home, with a brick kiln, the county and city restaurants can be opened in a few days, and there are eight horses and donkeys.

In the boundary of Liuhe County, it can also be called a big household.

The root cause of everything is nothing more than Chen Ping's foresight, using the fire sickle as the start-up capital, and then buying feathers and hoarding goods, so that he became rich.

I thought that as long as he was rich, even if Yang Guang spent national strength in the future, the people's livelihood withered, and the scope of taxation would be expanded to fund the military. As long as there is money in the hand, and the payment is sufficient, it will be done. But Chen Shanhu's corpse touched Chen Ping, and to this day, the picture is still maintained in his mind, and the person is lying there quietly, and the family is helpless, so they can only cry bitterly.

The land south of the Yangtze River is really chaotic, and I am afraid it will be uneasy.

"Maybe I'm thinking about a fork, and the direction has to change." There was a burst of fragrance in his nose, a pair of embroidered small cloth shoes appeared under the low-hanging eyes, the pleated skirt was blowing in the wind, and two white little hands were holding the skirt, Chen Ping's smile appeared again, and he raised his head, "Xiaoya, why are you here, what a coincidence." ”

"Are you upset because of Fang Cai?" Chen Ya pursed her lips, her voice was as gentle as that, and she looked like an angry little daughter-in-law, "Those people are so bad." ”

It turned out that Chen Ya was also there, but she didn't see it.

"yes, they're bad. But don't be afraid, Xiaoya, I won't let people bully you. Chen Ping reached out and rubbed Chen Ya's head, "Seeing such a scene, isn't Xiaoya afraid?" ”

"Don't be afraid, my grandfather and grandmother are like that." Chen Ya shook her head, but her face was still a little pale, and she gritted her teeth, "Brother Ping, don't be sad, those bad people will definitely be punished, and someone will arrest them." ”

Will there really be? Chen Ping was not sure.

Even if it is a prophet, but the strength is too weak, and what is understood is brought by the text, and the things presented are not as good as the half of the real feelings.

The two walked along Tushui for a while, but in the end, it was Chen Ping who comforted Chen Yalai, and the embankment by the river was more verdant.

……

At the grave to the west of the village, a new mound has been raised.

After summoning spirits, bathing and changing clothes, reporting funerals, and after the burial, Chen Shanhu fell here, looking at Baitu Village from afar. reported to the official, Chen Ping even went to find Chen Yuanliang, and Xu Youmao was also punished, but he only endured dozens of cane scoldings, and he was reckless.

"According to the law, Xu Youmao killed someone, and he should indeed be punished. But the county order will not do this, not only the county order, but also the officials in the county will not be willing to punish Xu Youmao because of this. When Chen Ping found Chen Yuanliang, Chen Yuanliang said so.

"Why?"

"Because of the money, the extra tax can give the people in the county government money, which is more than their salary in a year. If Xu Youmao is really punished, who would dare to collect feathers? ”

With the big card of the imperial court, the officials and officials can be said to be blatantly demanding and punishing Xu Youmao, that is, they can't get along with themselves, and they are against all their colleagues.

The conversation between the two has not been spread, but the final evolution of the matter is according to what Chen Yuanliang said.

Xu Youmao's thirty cane reproaches were only accepted at the insistence of Chen Yuanliang and Li County Lieutenant.

The collection of feathers did not disappear because of Chen Shanhu's death, but intensified. In Shangwan Village, which is dozens of miles away, Uncle Chen Ping came several times, and Zhou Yutong, who had only met one or two faces, came to ask Chen Ping for help.

In Liuhe Mountain, the hut of chickens and ducks has been built, dozens of chickens and ducks shook and moved their nests, and the long feathers on the tail were all taken off, that is, the long feathers at the wings, which were also forcibly pulled out.

If you don't do this, this group of chickens and ducks will be like silver money thrown on the ground in the mountains and forests, and someone will have to pick it up.

"Uncle Zhan Yuan, this chicken and duck will trouble you to take care of it." It will take a few days for the stable to be completed, but Chen Ping has already found someone to take care of the chickens and ducks, and the old couple in Baitu Village, Chen Ping helped introduce the chickens and ducks into the chicken shed, and greeted an old man on the side.

Chen Zhanyuan is nearly fifty years old, but his spirit is still strong, and he asked Chen Ping for this job of taking care of chickens and ducks.

"It's more cost-effective than farming, when people are old and can't carry a hoe, then the field will be rented out, and every year some rice can be eaten, and then some taxes will be paid, which is also sufficient." Chen Zhanyuan thought clearly, and assured Chen Ping, "Chen Jialang, you are kind, and you will not treat the villagers badly, I believe this." ”

In the past, there was rice and meat sent to the villagers on the first day, and there were fields that were given up and distributed to the poor households in the village, and then it was to maintain Aunt Li's family and help run around the county.

Chen Ping did these things, the villagers saw it in their eyes, remembered it in their hearts, and were willing to believe in Chen Pingzi. It was the unforgiving Aunt Li, after Chen Shanhu's burial, she also made a special trip to Chen Ping's house with Chen Dezhi to express her gratitude.

"The care of the chickens and ducks has been settled, but the horses ...... Well, you have to find professional talents. The backyard was vacant, the horse and donkey moved in, Chen Ping turned over the horse without any problem, but it was difficult to ride skillfully. (To be continued.) )