The news of the great victory in Kanshu was quickly whipped up and sent to Kyoto.

At this time, Kyoto, because of the continuous autumn rain, attracted the mountain Jiao, a flash flood, flooded a lot of good fields in Gyeonggi, and the water was so large that the boundaries of the fields were unclear for a while, and in some places there was not even a shadow of the good fields.

On the evening of 16 July, the county magistrate and the lieutenant governor of Yuntai County each took the fish scale book and re-measured the land in Yuntai County with their officials.

The sun shines in the evening, a flowing water comes out of the mountain, the sound of the water is surging, rushing up the cold air, there is no cooking smoke in the county, the people are standing in the mud with their trouser legs, and their faces are full of anger to see the officials take the Taifu ruler to measure.

Li Zheng opened the album: "Word No. 7, the name of the account is Zhang Mansheng, underground, square, two points and six centimeters, sitting in Zhang Xiantang."

After the official took the ruler of Taifu, he inserted a long pole and pulled the twine, and Zhang Mansheng immediately shouted, "Your ruler is wrong!"

He stepped into the mud, walked beyond the boundary he had just measured, bent down and groped in the mud, and grabbed a handful of soybean seedlings full of silt: "The wheat has harvested the late soybeans I planted, and I am the only one who has planted this in the surrounding fields!" Where have you measured all my land?"

The county master roared, "What nonsense are Diao Min! This is an official ruler, how can it be wrong! The bean sprouts are washed out by water, so don't mess around!"

A row of officials with knives stepped forward, forcibly squeezed Zhang Mansheng out, and blocked the people with fierce spirits, and then continued to read: "Character No. 7, household name Zhang ......"

"Full life!"

"Dick!"

With two shouts, Zhang Mansheng suddenly rushed out, broke through the barrier of the officials, ran to the field, grabbed the long pole, pulled it up with force, and threw it in the mud.

He trembled with anger, raised his hand to grab the Taifu ruler, the official who took the ruler took three steps back, shouted angrily, raised a kick, and kicked at Zhang Mansheng, Zhang Mansheng took this kick, fell into the mud, and still refused to stop: "Return my land!"

Suddenly someone in the crowd shouted, "Yes, give me back my land!"

"Lao Tzu is so big, give Lao Tzu a big egg!"

"With such a amount, I'd rather not plant it!"

Dozens of middle-aged men rushed to disperse the officials, tore off the twine, pulled out the wooden poles, and threw them in the mud.

Li Ling, a county man who was drinking tea in the wooden shed, stood up suddenly, glanced at the chaos in front of him, and scolded, "Diao Min."

He turned to the king of Jiyang County and smiled: "Let you see the joke, I'll go and handle it."

The King of Jiyang County pulled the corners of his mouth and swept out contemptuously: "Hurry up, it's been delayed all day."

"Yes." Li Xiancheng picked up the hem of his clothes and walked out, the king of Jiyang County waved his hand behind him, and the entourage bowed his waist, followed Li Xiancheng, and walked out together.

Li Xiancheng hurriedly walked to the silt bank and scolded sharply, "Whatever you do, arrest it!"

The officials drew their knives one after another, beat and kicked, and coerced with knives to tie up the troublemakers and push them to Li Xiancheng, and the people's shouts became louder and louder.

Li Xiancheng's face was pale, and when he saw that there was a Taoist priest among the troublemakers, he immediately ordered someone to push the Taoist priest out and shouted, "Which Taoist temple are you?"

The Taoist priest sneered, "What kind of Taoist temple do you care about me, look at your broken ruler."

Li Xiancheng said coldly: "If you don't want to say it, go to the prison and say that if you gather a crowd to make trouble and interfere with the measurement of the fields, you are against the imperial court!"

He turned his head to look at the Taifu ruler in his master's hand: "Bring the ruler!"

The master hurriedly sent the ruler to Li Xiancheng, who carried the ruler and hit the Taoist priest in the face, and a red mark immediately appeared on the Taoist priest's face.

Li Xiancheng said happily: "Continue to measure, if there is another one with more mouths, I will catch it back!"

As soon as the words fell, there was a sudden sound of hurried horses' hooves on the official road, everyone looked up, and saw that on the official road, two good horses galloped forward, one of them was wearing a Taoist robe, it was a Taoist priest of Yunyang Taoist Temple in Yuntai County, and the other person was wearing a soft foot head, wearing a scarlet round-necked shirt with large sleeves, and a leather belt at the waist, without adding a crane.

Someone who came was soft-footed

fluttering, wide sleeves flying, beautiful demeanor, eyebrows and sparse eyes, Li Xiancheng saw his appearance, and exclaimed, "Why is he here?"

Then he suddenly remembered that Wu Jin lived in a Taoist temple in Yuntai County before he won the championship.

The person who came on horseback was none other than Wu Jin.

Li Xiancheng looked down at the Taifu ruler in his hand, sighed in his heart, held both ends of the ruler with both hands, and was about to bend one leg and break the ruler down, when he suddenly touched the eyes of these people, hurriedly stopped, and stuffed the ruler to the master, suggesting that the master would hide the ruler.

The entourage of the king of the county also recognized Wu Jin, and immediately turned around to inform the king of Jiyang County, he only walked out two or three steps here, and the king of Jiyang County had already come out of the shed, grabbed the leather belt that fell down with both hands, lifted it up, and lifted his knee pants up, and looked at Wu Jin while walking towards Li Xiancheng. net

Wu Jin also reined in his horse at this time, turned over and dismounted, folded the two ends of the horsewhip and inserted it at his waist, tucked up the corners of his clothes and strode down the official road, his two feet stepped into the mud without hesitation, and the dark red sunset fell on him, washing away all the decorations, and becoming a thin and sharp knife!

The people were quiet, standing in a row, looking at Wu Jin earnestly.

They know Wu Jin, when he was the champion of Wu Jin, he once went to the city to watch the champion play horses and travel, but also because Wu Jin was meritorious in controlling locusts, in May, he wrote a volume of "Ten Rules for Controlling Locusts", which was implemented many times in Gyeonggi, and it was effective, and they also heard that Wu Jin was a "cake official", his family was as poor as washing, and he made a living by selling bread, and he was a poor official.

When the officials saw the crimson official robe on him, they didn't dare to speak, and stood on both sides with their swords drawn.

Wu Jin strode forward, walked straight to the king of Jiyang County, waved his hand, bowed, and then looked at Li Xiancheng.

Li Xiancheng also hurriedly bowed, and when he bent down deeply, Wu Jin stretched out his hand, grabbed the master's right hand, took out the Taifu ruler from his sleeve, and held it in his hand.

When Li Xiancheng straightened up and raised his head, he was already looking at Taifu Qi.

"Mr. Wu......"

The glow was fleeting, and the night was falling layer by layer, Wu Jin didn't look at him, but turned to the official and said, "Come with a lantern."

The king of Jiyang County sneered and said, "Master Wu is in charge of things very widely, and you can also intervene in measuring the fields."

Wu Jin's demeanor was neat, but his expression and words were always gentle: "Your Majesty has added me as the capital official Langzhong, in charge of Gyeonggi lawlessness, vain, and subordinate."

He looked at Li Xiancheng: "He is also in charge of the merits, replacements, and replacements of various officials and offices in Gyeonggi."

Li Xiancheng remained motionless, lowered his head, almost becoming a clay carved wood sculpture, and a lamp came over in the cold wind, illuminating the layers of cold sweat that broke out on his forehead.

The King of Jiyang County gritted his teeth, his eyes were cold: "There is no lawlessness here, and you don't need to show off your official authority."

Zhang Mansheng, who was tied into zongzi, struggled and shouted, "Wu Xianggong! Yes, there are lawlessness! There's something wrong with the ruler!"