Han Gui, Master Han became angry again.

Early in the morning, Master Han came out of his house with a high spirit and went to the official office of the thousand households. Passing by a breakfast stall, he grabbed two meat buns casually. The guy who sold the buns hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop it, and shouted: "Hey, you have to give money!" ”

The passers-by around the breakfast stall all turned their heads to look over, and when they saw Han Zhutou with a black face and a ruthless face, everyone was stunned. Just think to everyone: Isn't this guy already out of position? Han Gui said in a sly voice, "What's wrong? Eating a few buns is worthy of you. If you want to go to the official office with Han Ye, can't you? ”

Hearing Han Gui speak, everyone's hearts were full of chuckles.

The owner of the breakfast stall hurriedly stepped forward and slapped the back of his own head and scolded: "Blind, don't you see who this is?" The boss bent down and smiled at 'Master Han' again: "Master Han, dissipate your anger." You came to my shop early in the morning, and I was happy to open the door. You eat as much as you want, whatever you want. ”

"Hmph...... I don't like to eat yet." 'Master Han' spit out the bun he had bitten into, threw the bun in his hand on the ground, and walked away with his head held high.

On the road, everyone held their breath and silenced and hurriedly gave way. Waiting for 'Han Gui' to disappear, the noisy voices each lamented - Alas, ......, why is this street tiger okay again? The ghosts can't suppress him, it seems to be even more powerful than before!

Han Gui continued to move forward, and everyone was terrified along the way. Everyone felt that the power of this Han Catcher had not only not weakened, but seemed to have become stronger. When he came to the official office, he happened to meet several officials in soap clothes swaggering out of the yamen.

These officials are all Han Gui's subordinates on weekdays. A few days ago, Han Gui suffered from a mouth disease and couldn't speak, and both his official authority and momentum plummeted. So much so that these officials were not very afraid when they saw their boss today, and they didn't even look at him squarely. As a result, Han Zhu's head was slapped several times in a row today, heavy and ruthless, and the eyes of the person who smoked were black, and his head was full of gold stars.

This really doesn't make sense.

Waiting for a few officials to come back to their senses from the whirlwind of the world, they heard a cruel word dropped by Han Zhutou before leaving-you bastards, you bastards, Lao Tzu is unlucky, you will jump one by one. Now that Master Han and I'm back, don't even think about it.

I hadn't heard Han Zhutou speak so neatly for several days, and several officials were suddenly frightened. You must know that the real officials in the Thousand Households are a few guerrillas, the Chinese army, and hundreds of households, and these are the leaders who have been canonized by the imperial court and recorded by the household department. Below the official master is an official like Han Gui.

Due to the simplicity of the organization of Fushun Thousand Households, although Han Gui is only a small catcher, his power can cover a large area in the city. And below the officials, there are still servants, all kinds of officials have no proper income, and there is no stable position, all rely on a certain serious official to gain power, and live by the filial piety of various merchants and people on weekdays.

When Han Gui came back, he said that he would let all his subordinates get out. These officials were originally rogue in the city, and they were all able to be majestic by following Han Gui, and when they heard that they were going to get out, they were really distracted. Seeing that their boss was back to normal, and his cultivation was still improving, they hurriedly chased after him to intercede.

Several officials wanted to find Han Gui, but found that Han Zhutou entered the official office and did not go to the torture room, but ran to the guerrilla adult's public house to greet him. Fushun guerrilla Master Li rarely came to the official office on weekdays, and he was hired to handle daily government affairs in the public house. This master is not an official or an official, but he is in charge of the three rooms of the officials, and he has no official authority but is not very powerful.

A few officials didn't dare to go in, so they heard Han Zhutou showing his loyalty inside, "Han Mou was sick at home a few days ago, so that the adults bothered to worry about it." Today, Han has recovered and is here to sell his leave. I also asked the master to say a few kind words for Han in front of the adults, and I was grateful. ”

The soil emperor of Fushun Qianhu is Li Yongfang, and it is better to stammer him than to stammer. Listening to the clanging sound of heavy objects falling in the room, the few officials outside could imagine that this was at least a hundred taels of silver being sent to the master. The master in the public house really laughed loudly, and after a few words of encouragement to Han Gui, he was relieved to be on an errand, and there was no need to bother.

Then I heard Han Gui say: "This time the subordinates are seriously ill, Fang Jue's officials are quite corrupt, and the people in the city have suffered for a long time. Han came back this time and made up his mind to get rid of such scourges, and to restore peace to me, and also to share the worries of Master Li. ”

This made the officials outside even more shocked when they heard this, and even the master in the public house was quite surprised. But Han Gui wanted to clean up his subordinates, and it was not easy to stop the master who had just taken a hundred taels of silver, so he naturally acquiesced.

Waiting for Han Gui to come out of the public house, his face was really red and high-spirited. He also visited several other dignitaries in the official office in succession, and once again gave heavy gifts and contacted feelings, and this matter of consolidating power was completed.

Fushun Qianhu is a militarized management, and there are no magistrates such as county magistrates, county officials, and canons. Han Gui, as the head catcher, took on part of the inspection and even the work of the canonical history, and others in the area he was in charge of could not interfere. When his power was secured, he immediately called all the original dozen or so servants under him.

More than a dozen officials looked at Han Gui sitting high in the hall, all of them were not possessed by their bodies, and their bodies were like chaff. And then they found that there were suddenly a lot of people in the torture room, all of them were unfamiliar faces.

Han Gui took out the roster of the officials of the torture room, and crossed out all the more than a dozen names with a sneer. Every time he made a stroke, someone below him knelt down and shouted for mercy. Everyone only thought that this was Han Gui's act to vent their anger at the slow treatment he received a few days ago, but they didn't expect that there was another deep meaning in it.

"Old man Sun, from today onwards, you will be my staff in the torture room, in charge of litigation, pawns, prisons and other matters." Han Guile haha used a pen to write and draw on the roster of the torture room, and soon reappointed an important errand. Old Man Sun stood under the torture room, and when he took the confession document handed by Han Gui, he was stunned at first, and then laughed loudly.

"I'm sixty years old, I didn't expect to be able to go back to Daming to be an official." Old Man Sun took the farewell and solemnly saluted Han Gui. After finishing, he also whispered: "Sure enough, it is good to enjoy the shade under the big tree, and Sun Mou's wish in his life is effortless." ”

After the old man, Han Gui signed two more confession documents, directly turning Wang Kunpeng into a criminal room document under Fushun Qianhu. Although it is only the lowest-level service, responsible for copying and writing, it is a step to the sky for Wang Kunpeng, who was not even a child in the past.

Wang Kunpeng took his own confession, and he was so happy that he couldn't find the north, and his mouth was grinning to the back of his head. He was so happy that he almost danced with his hands, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed, "Hahaha...... God has opened his eyes, I can actually mix with the court, and I will be an official in the future." ”

Someone in the government recognized Wang Kunpeng, and someone immediately jumped out and shouted to Han Gui: "Master Han, isn't this the anti-thief Kunpeng?" We arrested him for a few months, why is he here? The subordinates are not convinced! ”

Han Gui in the hall immediately snorted coldly: "What if you don't accept it, my lord naturally makes sense to do things." You talk too much nonsense, take it all with me. ”

In addition to Old Man Sun and Wang Kunpeng, there were more than a dozen people in the torture room. These are all the subordinates that Zhou Qingfeng brought back from Ehekulun, and now they have all become servants under the pretense of Han Gui. These people were originally slaves, and in the blink of an eye, they became officials with a small amount of authority. At the sound of the order, they all became like wolves and tigers, and they all stepped forward to hold down the former officials in the torture room.

More than a dozen officials were all unconvinced, struggling desperately. In the scuffle, there was a sudden chaos, and the fake Han Gui personally took action, and quickly and quickly applied heavy hands to the officials. The human-faced demon pretending to be Han Gui is not good at fighting, but the puppet bird Bianmao hidden in it is a master of technical attack.

This puppet bird has long been displeased with the smoky Fushun officialdom, and he is even more happy to pretend to be Han Gui. As soon as it struck, it beat more than a dozen skin-splashing servants and vomited blood and howled miserably. When they were done, they stripped them of their soap clothes and threw them outside the official office to put them in a flail for public display.

Wang Kunpeng, the new secretary of the torture room, personally stood outside the official office and read out the notice, "Today, there are more than a dozen people such as Wang San and Li Si, who have been bullying the good all year round, exploiting merchants and merchants, and no one dares to provoke them in the township, and the people are miserable for this. In order to appease the locality, punish the evil and promote the good, on the order of Lord Li of the Fushun Thousand Households, these 14 people were hereby arrested and brought to justice. If there is a sufferer, he can go to the government to litigate,......。 ”

As soon as the notice of several hundred words was read, a circle of people immediately gathered outside the official office.

The officials of the Ming Dynasty belong to the grassroots rat, which is really innocent and should be killed. On weekdays, these villains dressed in official bodies have done too many evil things, and the common people really want to applaud when they see that they are unlucky.

But today, these officials were punished, and the onlookers were puzzled one by one. Because it was another, more hateful, villain, who did it, and could even say the leader of the villains. In the eyes of the common people, this is 'dog eats dog', and no one deserves sympathy or praise.

Zhou Qingfeng and Xu Bing stood in the crowd dressed as ordinary people. Listening to all kinds of gossip, both of them laughed slightly. Xu Bing scored ninety-nine points for Zhou Qingfeng's creativity to replace the official, and the one point less was because there was a hidden worry, "Don't you worry about being seen through?" ”

"If it's just a human-faced demon, if you get close to this official office, you will be beaten back to its original form by the evil power attached here. The cultivation of that puppet bird's 'flat feather' is equivalent to the four layers of 'muscles and bones' and the three layers of 'qi and blood', and its strength is quite high. has it to protect the human-faced demon, unless you meet a legitimate official of Li Yongfang's class, ordinary people can't see through it.

It's 'dark under the lights', who would have thought we would be so bold? Han Gui was originally a despicable villain, and we can use his skin to do a lot of outrageous things. ”

Hearing Zhou Qingfeng so sure, Xu Bing was a little relieved. She asked, "What are you going to do next?" ”

"Raid the house. Copying the property of those former officials should be able to get one or two thousand taels of silver and a lot of real estate and fields. ”

"What about the families of those servants?"

"Then it doesn't matter if they live or die, Lao Tzu's work is to lose his head, not to invite guests to dinner. There is no such suave manner, it cannot be perfect, and someone has to pay the price. ”

The former officials in the flail wailed one by one, and the onlookers could not help but throw mud and stones at them. Xu Bing watched from behind the crowd and experienced the different law enforcement methods in different eras.

As long as the purpose is just, the means can be a little more ruthless.