The officials of Ning Guofu said these words with a high-sounding appearance of serving the country and the people, where was the hurry to help the victims, and it was clearly a hurry to hoard Juqi.

Hu Hanshan didn't want to waste his tongue here, so he directly opened his mouth and said: "Half of the disaster relief food." ”

Zhao Qingyuan didn't expect Hu Hanshan to be so greedy, and he directly asked for half of the relief food.

As a result, at least half of the officials of the Ning Guofu will not be able to get the slightest benefit from hoarding.

Huang Zicheng directly refused: "Only when the disaster relief food is concentrated can it play its due role." ”

"The little prime minister wants to take some away, and other officials also want to share some, you share a little and I share a little How to provide disaster relief in the end."

Hu Hanshan said impatiently: "If you want to help the people in the county, whatever you want, the county doesn't want to care." ”

"But this time the most severely affected are the rural people, and the horses in this county must take at least half of the grain, otherwise you don't want to take away a grain of grain."

The last thing that the little marquis Zhao Qingyuan was afraid of was the threat, he clapped his hands, and a group of officers and soldiers immediately rushed in outside the post station.

are all the old subordinates of the Marquis of Nanxiong, all of them are old pawns who kill people without blinking, and they don't care if Hu Hanshan is the eldest son of Hu Weiyong, the prime minister of Zuo.

They only obeyed the orders of Zhao Qingyuan, the marquis of the child, and as long as they gave an order, these old soldiers with blood on their hands would rush up without hesitation.

"Yo-heh."

Hu Hanshan saw that Zhao Qingyuan was coming hard, and he smiled happily.

Pressed down Li Jun, who was about to draw a knife, and put his finger in his mouth without a whistle.

"Void!"

More than a dozen inspectors of the general administration department entered through the window, not wearing mandarin duck jackets, but ordinary linen plackets.

The body is not as tall and strong as the officers and soldiers, all of them are of medium stature, more like ordinary people begging for a living in the market.

The officers and soldiers all showed disdainful smiles, thinking that it only took two or three people to easily kill these family members who broke through the windows.

Until more than a dozen inspectors revealed their knives, all the officers and soldiers did not dare to move, and Zhao Qingyuan's eyes gradually narrowed together.

The school gate was dressed in ordinary clothes, but the sabers in their hands were not ordinary.

Embroidered spring knife.

The embroidered spring knife is a saber given by Emperor Hongwu to military attachés, and not everyone can easily wear it.

Only when the Jinyi guards were guarding the dragon chariot of Emperor Hongwu, in order to show the emperor's prestige, they would uniformly wear flying fish clothes and embroidered spring knives.

In addition, there is another situation, that is, when Jinyiwei and Tongzheng inspect the school go out to perform the government affairs in the yamen, they can wear embroidered spring knives to highlight the different status of Jinyiwei and Tongzheng Si inspection school.

Zhao Qingyuan knew that Hu Hanshan had been promoted, but he never expected that Hu Hanshan would actually hold an important position in the Yamen of the General Administration Department.

Things have come to this point, and they have already begun to meet each other.

Hu Hanshan directly tore his face, and walked to Huang Zicheng's side with a smile.

"Smack!"

Just listen to a crisp sound.

Under the incredulous gaze of Zhao Qingyuan and the officials of Ning Guofu, Hu Hanshan slapped Huang Zicheng fiercely.

Beat up the famous scholar, or Huang Zicheng, a well-known person in the Jiangxi Trial Hall.

The most bastard uncle in Jinling didn't dare to do this, even if the vassal kings treated the famous scholars, they were still respectful.

No one has ever dared to treat a reader like this.

Hu Hanshan slapped him and didn't enjoy it, so he kicked Huang Zicheng to the ground directly.

The thousand-layer couch official boots stepped on Huang Zicheng's head, and Hu Hanshan looked careless: "Do you have the right to intervene in the county's horses?" ”

"I'll teach you a lesson this time, if you dare to interject casually next time, I won't spare you."

"Hu Hanshan!"

Zhao Qingyuan shouted loudly, hurriedly walked over, and pushed away Hu Hanshan's thousand-layer tweed official boots that stepped on Huang Zicheng's head.

Hurriedly helped Huang Zicheng up, and asked warmly: "How is Mr. Huang, there is no injury." ”

Huang Zicheng wiped the corners of his bloody mouth with the sleeve of the royal blue auspicious longevity character tattoo on the right side, and put on an incompatible look: "Do you know that insulting a person in the Jiangxi trial hall will offend the entire Jiangxi bureaucracy and gentry, as well as the relationship behind the Jiangxi bureaucracy and gentry." ”

"As long as you are willing to give up taking half of the disaster relief food, Huang will treat this incident as if it didn't happen, and your grievances with me will be revealed."

"Otherwise, even if it is your father, Hu Weiyong, the prime minister of Zuo, it will be difficult to withstand the targeting of the entire Jiangxi bureaucracy and gentry."

Hu Hanshan originally wanted to get half of the relief food, and then use some means to feed and drink enough for the rural people.

As long as you can survive these few months, when the grain is ripe in June, the family will have surplus food.

I didn't expect there to be an unexpected joy.

Hu Hanshan rushed over happily, raised his hand and wanted to beat Huang Zicheng again.

Zhao Qingyuan hurriedly asked the officers and soldiers to hug Hu Hanshan, and after seeing the embroidered spring knives of the inspectors, he did not dare to do it.

Holding Hu Hanshan and not letting him do it, there is still no problem.

The officials of Ning Guofu never expected that there would be such a series of changes.

Although they had long heard of Hu Hanshan's bastards, they never expected Hu Hanshan to be bastards to this point.

Huang Zicheng has already made it very clear that if he continues to be such a bastard, he will definitely make Zuo Prime Minister Hu Weiyong offend the bureaucrats and gentry of the entire Jiangxi.

Hu Hanshan not only did not regret it with any sincere fear, but couldn't wait to go up and beat Huang Zicheng.

Could it be that there is any benefit in beating Huang Zicheng, not to offend the bureaucrats and gentry in Jiangxi, but to make friends with the bureaucrats and gentry in Jiangxi.

Zhao Qingyuan invited the Jiangxi master, and if there was any accident during the period when he followed him, it would make the bureaucrats and gentry in Jiangxi disgusted.

Zhao Qingyuan just thought of the bureaucrats and gentry in the entire Jiangxi, and his scalp was numb: "Hu Hanshan is enough." ”

"I really want to take your head out and see what's going on inside."

"It's too late for the right prime minister Wang Guangyang to make friends with the bureaucrats and gentry in Jiangxi, and you just want to attract so many political enemies for the left prime minister Hu Weiyong."

Hu Hanshan struggled for a long time, and it was really difficult to break free from the hands of the tall and sturdy officers and soldiers, so he could only retreat with regret on his face.

There was a pity in his mouth: "Zhao Qingyuan is really nosy." ”

"If you don't stop me, I will give Huang Zicheng a few more slaps in the face."

The officials of Ning Guofu looked at Hu Hanshan's absurd and bastard approach, and they didn't understand it at all.

It turned out that it was not that he couldn't get used to Huang Zicheng and gave him a slap, Hu Hanshan really wanted to offend the bureaucrats and gentry in Jiangxi.

It's really incredible.

Hu Hanshan doesn't look like a normal person anymore.