Chapter 292: Fighting Method
Not far from the Tucheng County Office, at the end of this street, the County Office looks very shabby, if it were not for the county government plaque above the door.
I really don't recognize this as the county government, this county government occupies a large area, but all the buildings, except for the gate, are passable, and the walls around are made of mud fired bricks.
It looks very poor and sour, and today's Tucheng County Yamen is very lively.
First, Su Qi'an was escorted into the county government by the officials, and then the little priest of Tucheng also walked in.
The people and natives who followed the onlookers rushed up, almost blocking the water at the entrance of the county government, and they all wanted to step forward to join in the fun.
Fortunately, the officials in the county government responded quickly enough and were responsible for maintaining order at the first time.
If they are allowed to pour in, the gate of the county government will have to be trampled on.
At this time, in the county hall of the county government, Tucheng County ordered Wu Yong, who had already gotten the news in advance and showed up as soon as possible.
This Tucheng county magistrate is not very old, only about thirty years old, and among the many county magistrates Su Qi'an has seen, he is considered young.
According to Su Qi'an's understanding, this Wu Yong is not an ordinary person, he is a Jinshi born in the Eight Classics, and he is a Jinshi in the twenty-first year of the emperor's reign, that is, a Jinshi five years ago, and in the imperial examination that year, he ranked eighth in the palace examination.
It stands to reason that he has a great future, but he has no background, he is a poor family, and he does not want to be attached to the powerful, so he was assigned to Tucheng, Jiaozhou, as a county commander.
This is five years, five years of county order career, Wu Yong is not a big man, but he is also a clean official, and he has a good reputation among the local people.
This is also Su Qi'an did not have any resistance, so he came to Tucheng County, he wanted to see how this Wu County Commander judged him.
At this time, Wu Yong, who was sitting above the lobby, had a somewhat ugly face, originally because of the waterlogging during this time, the harvest was not good, and he was a little anxious.
There is no way, in order to solve the problem, I can only use the dead horse as a live horse doctor, and go to ask the little priest of Tucheng to do it, and ask the rain god to stop the rain.
This method is really a bit absurd to say, officials like Wu Yong, who have passed the imperial examination system, do not believe in the so-called ghost and god incarnation at all.
But he thought of all the ways he could, and if he wasn't cornered, he wouldn't have gone to the little priest of Tucheng.
He and the small priest of Tucheng, usually the well water does not interfere with the river water, and the two basically do not interfere, if it is not for the people of Tucheng, how can he go to the small priest to consult.
He knows too well what this little priest is, he is a wicked man who eats people and does not spit out bones, occupies a large amount of land, forcibly grabs it, and even uses grain to force people to sell themselves.
As the Tucheng County Commander, he wanted to manage it but couldn't, with his small county order without any background, if he really moved the Tucheng Little Priest, there would be countless small priests and even high priests behind him.
Therefore, Wu Yong is already numb to this matter, he is really powerless, and being able to manage the affairs in Tucheng is the limit.
But today, in Tucheng, a powerful son from Nanzhou not only clashed with this little priest.
In front of him, he killed his steward, to be honest, Su Qi'an's actions, Wu Yong still admired it.
Known as Takuru, it would not be comfortable to be anyone, Su Qi'an was able to come out, at least to prove that he had blood.
It's just that after the blood, the price paid is a bit big.
After looking at Su Qi'an, Wu flashed his eyes, thinking in his heart about how to minimize Su Qi'an's guilt.
At this time, the little priest of Tucheng opened his mouth, "Lord Wu, I don't need to say anything about this Qi Dashao, you should know the cause and effect."
"I am not a narrow-minded man, and let this man take out a hundred stone of grain, fifty thousand pieces of silver, and two hundred domestic slaves, and for the sake of the rain god, I will write it off."
The little priest of Tucheng said it very bluntly, but everyone who listened was dumbfounded.
Where is this discussion, it is completely robbery, and opening your mouth is a hundred stones of grain, which is enough for the people of Tucheng to eat for a year.
Moreover, the tone of the little priest made Wu Yong feel uncomfortable, and he was completely commanding him.
Wu Yong glanced up at the little priest and snorted coldly, "Little priest, this matter is up to the official, and it is not your turn to make irresponsible remarks, although you are a priest, but this is the county government, pay attention to your identity."
Being used by Wu for such a point, the little priest did shut up, but he looked at Wu Yong's eyes, without the slightest fear, and didn't take Wu Yong in his eyes at all.
Wu Yong is just a small county magistrate, there is no background behind him, and no one can support him.
And he is different, not only the little priest, but also a high priest behind him, and even if things get bigger, it is not impossible to invite the patriarchal priest.
"Sooner or later, your position as the county commander will be removed sooner or later, and it will be up to you to fight with me when the time comes." The little priest had this thought in his heart.
Wu retracted with his gaze, and before drawing conclusions, he still asked according to the normal process.
The accounts of both sides are similar to what he understands, and each has its own opinions.
The little priest killed his person in front of Su Qi'an because of this, which is blasphemy against the rain god and disrespect to the gods, and he must ask for an explanation.
And this statement is either according to his request, and the matter will end here, or he will continue to sue him, even if it goes to the state pastor and the senator priest, Su Qi'an will have to pay the price.
And Su Qi'an's argument is also very sufficient, very simple, as a son of a powerful person, and he has a fame, he was wantonly abused by a native, according to the law of Da Liang, it is not an exaggeration for this indigenous steward to die a hundred times early.
If this is not Jiaozhou, but other states in Daliang, this matter is easy to solve, but unfortunately, in the boundary of Jiaozhou, the indigenous people and the Liang people live together.
The identity of the priests and priests is respected, and if the county guard and county order are not handled well, it is very likely to cause a mutiny among the natives.
This is the priests' specialty, and they can do whatever they want.
Jiaozhou can't afford to stand the indigenous mutiny, so this matter must be handled carefully.
After thinking about it again, Wu Yong came up with a compromise solution, and both sides took a step back.
The request made by the little priest was cut by two-thirds by Wu Yong, and Su Qi'an was given a month to prepare, and then the grievances would be cleared.
Wu Yong's method, to be honest, is already biased towards Su Qi'an, and being able to cut off two-thirds and give Su Qi'an a month to prepare is Wu's biggest limit.
If you are a normal magnate, I am afraid that this matter will be accepted, but unfortunately, Su Qi'an is really not a so-called magnate, and this matter is destined to be difficult today.
Su Qi'an directly rejected Wu's method, but went one step closer and asked the little priest of Tucheng to apologize.
This made the people watching the play outside smack their tongues, and they had also seen some of the powerful people, but it was the first time that Su Qi'an was so arrogant that he didn't enter the oil and salt.
I don't know, I thought he was the son of Nanzhou Mu, but even if the son of Nanzhou was arrogant, he would never be as arrogant as Su Qi'an.
It is absolutely impossible to make the little priest apologize, the little priest of Tucheng claims to be the incarnation of the god of rain, if he apologizes, the spiritual belief will be directly broken.
The so-called incarnation of the gods also fell off the altar, this is not an apology, but the life of the little priest.
The little priest sneered, looked at Su Qi'an, and then said to Wu Yong.
"Hehe, Wu County Order, are you Liang and nobles so arrogant, do you really regard this place as Nanzhou? I really thought Jiaozhou was easy to bully."
"Okay, if you want me to apologize, hmph, just ask the rain god in the sky if he agrees! Wu Xianling, we have to talk about cooperation between us."
"If you want me to communicate with the rain god in the sky, you must make this kid kneel in front of the altar and accept the punishment of the rain god, if not, there is nothing to talk about."
The little priest of Tucheng was really angry, which made Wu Yong's face ugly.
He looked at Su Qi'an's face, which was exactly the same expression as he looked at his pig teammates.
Originally, Su Qi'an did something to make Liangren angry, so he planned to help.
Who would have thought that this Qi Dashao was from a big family in Nanzhou.
Good guy, forget it if you don't appreciate it, it's still on fire, now it's okay, start the fire, this thing
It's hard to do.
Just when Wu Yong opened his mouth to say something, Su Qi'an said, "Hmph, what kind of shit incarnation of the rain god, in the name of the so-called gods, expropriates land, collects money, and fools the people, if there is really a god in the sky, the first one will have to chop you to death."
"Isn't that the way to do it, like who wouldn't, three days later, do you dare to fight between us in front of the Rain God Temple, to see if the Rain God listens to you or mine."
The little priest of Tucheng was scolded by Su Qi'an in a series of ways, and he was not lightly angry, when did he ever receive such an insult.
Just when he was about to fight back, he heard Su Qi'an's fighting method, which directly made him laugh.
He said coldly, "Hmph, any cat or dog dares to jump out and question the gods these days, boy, just because you blaspheme the rain god, you will not die well, and you will go to hell after death."
"Don't talk about those useless things, just say you dare!"
"Okay, that's what you said, three days later, in front of the Rain Temple, it's up to you who is the incarnation of the Rain God, boy, it's too late for you to regret it."
"That's it, when you're done, get out!"
"Remember what you say, boy, and you'll regret it." Dropping these words, the little priest of Tucheng led the people to turn around and leave.
He can see that this powerful man is a complete scoundrel, and he opens his mouth and closes a bunch of swear words.
If he continues to talk to this scoundrel, he is afraid that he really can't help but suppress the anger.
Anyway, he said it out of his mouth, and in three days from the Rain Temple, he would make this kid pay the price of arrogance.
He was able to serve as a small priest for many years, but it was no joke.
The departure of the little priest of Tucheng suddenly made the people and natives outside the door stunned in place.
After coming back to his senses, an overwhelming noise suddenly sounded, that guy, fortunately, Wu Yong reacted quickly and ordered the official to close the door quickly, otherwise he would definitely be noisy to death by this deafening sound.
Even if the door is closed, you can still feel the vibration outside the yamen.
Su Qi'an's words were too arrogant, it can be said that he was lawless, daring to fight with the little priest, what is the difference between this and looking for death?
And when, Ryoto also has a god incarnation? They had never heard of it, how could the gods choose a cool person, after all, this is the spiritual belief of the natives, how could they choose a brat who is open-mouthed.