"What's going on?"

Xiong Tingbi looked at Yang Chengying and asked.

In front of them, there was a bunch of local families with white cloth wrapped in their heads, crying and crying, asking for a little bit to make decisions for them.

"If you go back to your lordship, your subordinates don't know."

Yang Chengying looked suspicious and said in fear.

Does he really not know?

That's impossible.

In fact, the news of the conspiracy of these big families has long been revealed to Yang Chengying.

Yang Chengying also wanted to arrest these conspirators at first.

But rather I advised him not to do it.

He said, didn't the general want to cry poor in front of Xiong Jingluo? This is a good opportunity.

Let Xiong Jingluo see the recovery of Jin Zhouwei and have the hope of support; also saw its difficulties, so that Xiong Jing had a little motivation to support.

Truth and falsehood are the highest state of crying poverty.

can also use this incident to contain Xiong Jinglue's energy, don't wander around, and get out of the big crimes such as making private weapons.

When Yang Chengying heard this, he felt that this idea was good and immediately implemented it.

Seeing that Yang Chengying was so calm, Xiong Tingbi was puzzled, and stepped forward to ask, "What grievances do you have?" This scripture will be in charge for you. ”

The old man at the head immediately replied: "Xiong Jingluo, Yang Cheng should be misbehaving in Jinzhou, confiscate the land handed down by our ancestors and distribute it to Diao Min. He also forcibly took away all the tenants in the name of the manor, causing our fields to be barren. ”

At the time of spring ploughing, the barrenness of the land is a big deal.

Xiong Tingbi was shocked.

He didn't immediately accept the one-sided statement, and asked, "What's the matter with the grass and human life?" ”

The old man replied: "My lord, the house slaves in my name were all dragged to the front line by him to fight, and after they died in battle, they have not received a bereavement pension so far. ”

While speaking, the group of people kowtowed vigorously, begging Xiong Tingbi to call the shots for them.

Xiong Tingbi understood that the gentry and big families of Jinzhou Wei had all suffered under Yang Chengying.

Moreover, when he was in Shanhaiguan, he heard that Governor Wang sent the late famous general Jiang Bi south to escort a large family surnamed Tian to Jinzhou City, but he was stopped by Yang Chengying as soon as he arrived at the border of Jinzhou.

"Rest assured, this scripture will make decisions for you."

Xiong Tingbi finished speaking with a serious face, glanced at Yang Chengying, and was surprised to find that he was still very calm.

Isn't he afraid that I will punish him severely? Or is it ......

Xiong Tingbi looked around and found that the person who followed them was the Denglai Sailor, and there were no guards of Jinzhou.

found that he was thinking too much, and Xiong Tingbi was even more puzzled.

"My lord, there are some things that are inconvenient to talk about here, can you take a step to speak?"

Yang Chengying asked.

"Okay, let's talk at the pavilion."

Xiong Tingbi walked forward and asked these big families to go to the pavilion with him.

He felt that it was not suitable to be interviewed in front of everyone.

However, it is also necessary to give a reasonable explanation to these big households, they are the people of the Ming Dynasty.

After arriving at the pavilion, Xiong Tingbi left Yang Chengying alone.

The two talked about it in the main hall.

"You can say it."

After Xiong Tingbi invited Yang Chengying to take a seat, he urged.

"My lord, most of the land of the Jinzhou Weijun households has been occupied by the generals, or sold to the clans, and by the time the subordinates arrive in Jinzhou, the land of the military households and yeoman farmers is less than 10%."

Yang Chengying first introduced the situation, and then complained: "If the subordinates do not take action to appease the soldiers and the people, how can any soldiers be willing to fight?" ”

This statement is true.

Xiong Tingbi went to Jinzhou as a Liaodong patrol in his early years, and he knew a lot about the situation in Jinzhou.

To this day, there is still an anecdote of "beheading the city god", which is widely spread among the people.

"That being said, are you going too far?"

Xiong Tingbi was restricted by his identity and could not vigorously promote Yang Chengying's approach, but he agreed with it in his heart, and the tone of Yang Chengying's speech also eased.

"The subordinates are treating the sick, and the soldiers are first 'raising soldiers' and then practicing skills. In the land, they have to take a dose of fierce medicine, otherwise this year's spring ploughing will not be guaranteed, the harvest will be gone, and trouble will follow. ”

Yang Chengying replied very frankly.

"Thou shalt not take away all the tenants in the name of their estates, so that their fields will be desolate."

Xiong Tingbi thought for a moment and continued: "Also, you are not afraid that they will establish contact with the slave chief. ”

"It's not that I took it away, it's that these tenants refuse to give them farmland."

Yang Chengying spread his hand, "The people have been allocated land, and they just want to farm for themselves, who wants to work with them." ”

Xiong Tingbi thought about it for a while and felt that there was some truth.

This time it's your turn to ride a tiger.

Anyway, Yang Chengying's approach is not much of a problem, and forcibly changing it will cause the people who have already obtained the land to be dissatisfied, and it will be troublesome from now on.

No matter what, these gentry will scold him for being a dumb official again, and the official Kechen has the material to impeach him.

Xiong Tingbi was in a dilemma, and Yang Chengying saw it in his eyes.

Hey...... Then you don't have the energy to make any other trouble with me.

What a good person I am, take the initiative to hand the knife into your hand.

"Brother Yang, Benjing has thought of a solution."

Xiong Tingbi said with a smile.

Seeing Lao Xiong's smile, Yang Chengying chuckled in his heart for no reason.

"Your Excellency, please speak."

"After all, you have done something that violates the ancestral system, and it is not okay not to punish you."

"Adults want to ......"

"I will declare your guilt in public, and then order you to be beaten with twenty sticks. Please rest assured, with your current prestige in the army, I believe that there are many people who will protect you, and I will push the boat to remove your military stick when the time comes. ”

"Adult ......"

Yang Chengying thought to himself,! This old bear is not a fuel-efficient lamp either.

"It's decided!"

Xiong Tingbi waved his hand and got up to leave.

Yang Chengying had no choice but to follow.

A moment later, Xiong Tingbi ordered in front of the gentry to beat Yang Chengying with twenty military sticks.

Sure enough, Yang Chengying's subordinates, led by Luo Sanjie, interceded for him one after another.

Xiong Tingbi borrowed the slope to get off the donkey, preparing for pardon.

Those gentry did not agree, and they forced each other to die.

As a result, Yang Chengying was finally beaten with ten military sticks.

Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!

A stick hit Yang Chengying's back, and a loud voice sounded in the main hall.

Yang Chengying didn't say a word, and he endured the ten military sticks.

The gentry smiled proudly one by one.

But Xiong Tingbi felt uneasy in his heart, whether doing this would arouse the dissatisfaction of the other party.

At night, Xiong Tingbi told Fang Zhenru about this uneasiness.

"Fang Xun, you say, will Yang Chengying be dissatisfied with me because of this."

Xiong Tingbi asked with a fluke mentality.

"Yes."

Fang Zhenru replied without thinking about it.

"Shhh...... That said, I'm a bit reckless today. The original intention was to knock Yang Chengying, but it had the opposite effect. ”

"Xiong Jingluo, this is your temporary idea, right?"

"That's right."

"According to my understanding of Yang Chengying, this person is not the master who swallows his anger. There is a vigor in him that I have never seen before, and to use an inappropriate metaphor, he is called 'no king and no father'. ”

"Looks like I'm going to have to learn his edge tomorrow."

"Exactly!"